Move Along

A/n: I just have to reply to the review from TeacherTam: That is so weird, because I just saw that episode earlier today….

Detective Odafin Tutuola looked around the room, appalled by the scene he was seeing. Pillows had been slashed, the couch cushions ripped to shreds. Everything in Olivia's apartment appeared to be thrown around. He noticed immediately that her computer was missing, along with a stereo. "There were at least two," he said, pointing out the missing electronics.

"They hit the jewelry box, too. And her purse. Looks like they took everything of value but the gun and the badge," John Munch replied.

"Even on the black market you couldn't sell that gun. It's standard issue for cops, and no one legit or otherwise would buy it in a million years."

"Perps must have been caught off guard by seeing her. I'm betting they were coming back for the rest when she woke up and walked out," Munch replied.

"And knowing her, she'd heard something out here and had her gun on her, which explains why it's now on the floor over there."

"Robbery gone awry?"

"Nah, not with her. If that's what it was, the perp would have been carried out of here on a stretcher. He had to have known she was coming to have time to get her down before she could get him. Maybe he wanted it to look like a robbery gone bad," Fin suggested.

"Either way, we've got two sets of prints on the window," one of the CSU people told him. "Possibly a third. And we haven't checked the outside yet. There'll definitely be some out there as well."

"Looks like we've now got suspects."

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"Are you Captain Cragen?" a doctor asked, walking up. Cragen had gone to the hospital to check on Olivia. He stood up and nodded. "I'm Dr. Robinson."

"Is she going to be okay?" Cragen asked. The doctor sighed.

"It's hard to say. She's in a coma for the moment, and we're not sure that she'll wake up," the doctor told him. Cragen nodded.

"How bad is it?"

"Her left wrist is broken in several places, all of her ribs on the right side, as well as her right collarbone, two ribs on the left."

"Oh God," Cragen mumbled.

"That's not even the worst of it, Captain. Her kidneys are severely bruised. We aren't sure for how long they will continue to function. She also has a broken nose, and severe bruising on her face and chest. And there is a possibility of brain damage," Dr. Robinson continued.

"Was she raped?" Cragen asked. The doctor sighed again.

"It looks that way." Cragen nodded and pulled out his card.

"When she wakes up, have someone call me," he said, handing the slip of paper to the doctor. He nodded and watched as Cragen left. Once Cragen was out in his car, he rested his head against the steering wheel and began to pray. "You've got to make this right, God. You've got to help me get this bastard. She's got to be alright."

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Stabler watched Cragen talking on the phone. He was sitting at Olivia's desk, going through the paperwork that hadn't gotten done before she was attacked. He knew the cases they'd worked just as well as she did, so it wasn't a problem.

Elliot went back to the file he was going over when he saw Cragen put down the telephone. It was only a few moments later before Cragen was standing beside his desk. "I just got a call from the hospital. She's awake. I want you to go, get her statement. I'll send Munch by later to get the tape, if you'd like to stay."

"I'm on duty," Elliot said, standing up and putting on his coat.

"She's your partner. You two are closer than most partners I've seen. If you want to stay, I'm telling you to stay. She trusts you, and you're the only one she's got right now," Cragen reminded him. Elliot nodded.

"Okay," he said, grabbing a tape recorder. He picked up a couple of files and started walking towards his car. If he knew Olivia, she'd be ready to go back to work the day they released her from the hospital.

A/n: I've decided to stop here… I'm trying to write longer, but I thought that it would be best left here for now.