A/n I guess I need to update on this one huh? I've been typing all these others, and I have totally forgotten it. XX It seems you guys haven't though.

Chases and Cases

Alex looked at Bobby, her eyes round. "Ow. And what are the extent of my injuries?" The question under that was more straightforward, and said, quite clearly, "How long will I be like this and when can I return to work?" Bobby groaned and pulled a move. "You have a broken arm, a fractured leg, and a few broken ribs. The perp beat the crap out of you, and left you there to die." He said, reading off the sheet. "Have you any recollection of the rape Alex?" he asked her gently, still holding onto her hand.

Alex raised her head, with some effort, to meet Bobby's gaze. "I didn't even know I had been raped until you told me." Her vision cleared, and the forms of Odafin Tutuola and John Munch swam into view. "How are you feeling? That's been one of the worst case scenarios we've seen for a long time that the perp left you alive in." Fin said, pulling out a notepad. "You don't remember anything? Anything at all Alex?" Munch asked, his voice gentle and soft.

Alex glared at Munch and Fin before shaking her head no. "Please guys, can you just leave me alone?" she begged, her grip tightening on Bobby to tell him that HE was not to leave. The other two exchanged looks. "Yeah. We'll come back later." Munch said, and dragged his partner off. "Bobby I know what he looks like." Alex said, mumbling it. Bobby's head jerked and he stared. "Oh? Who is it? And why didn't you tell the other two. They're the ones working," he had to stifle a sigh of defeat, "Your case." It took all he had to add those last two words, and as he observed the affect of his words, he winced.

"It was... "She whispered the last words in his ear, as he leaned down to hear her. Then she smiled and fell asleep, leaving Bobby in a stunned stupor. Getting to his feet, he pulled out his cell and started for the door. "Nurse! Call me if she wakes up. My number is here." He said, pointing with his cell to a passing nurse. The same nurse, in fact, that had thrown out Elliot and Olivia. Speaking of which, I wonder how they're doing....

Bum Bah

Elliot glared as Olivia smacked into yet another person, as they were leaving the bar. She smiled and waved to him. "That's the cop at the crime scene." Elliot said through gritted teeth, as he dragged her away. "Sorry for my partner. A little too much to drink." He called, and the burly cop nodded his head. Reaching the car, Elliot opened the door and pointed. "In Olivia. NOW." He said, his father figure voice entering the fray. She gave him a sullen look before falling into the car. Elliot slammed the door shut then his eyes rolled heavenwards, in exasperation.

"What made you drink so much? Did some one drug your drink?" He asked with concern as she yawned then leaned against him slightly. He managed to keep the car straight, and he kept driving towards her apartment. "No." She said, dodging the other question. Sitting up, as an attempt to tell her partner that she wasn't drunk, failed and she ended up against the window.

Elliot shook his head as they reached her apartment and as he got out, his eyes took in all of the dark surroundings. "Okay Liv. Promise me you'll throw every lock and call me if there's any problems?" he said, concern showing through his voice. It was when women were vulnerable, like she was now, that things happened. She nodded solemnly, secretly knowing that he knew she wouldn't listen. He rolled his eyes and pointed. "Am I going to have to lock the door myself?" he threatened, and grabbed her as she started to stumble.

"Damn I'm drunk." She mumbled, and was glad that Elliot was helping her to stand. Elliot sighed and locked the door to the car. Pulling Liv up the stairs, he reached her apartment and held out a hand. "Keys please."

Olivia dropped her keys into his hand and giggled when he almost dropped them. "Elly bad at catch." Laughing, she leaned against the wall.

Finally the key slid home and Elliot was satisfied that Liv could walk into her apartment unsupported. When she collapsed on the couch, he shook his head and called his wife. After explaining the situation, she agreed and hung up, leaving him free for the evening.

End A/n: Hey I'm awfully sorry this chapter sucks badly, as it has been forever since I've actually looked at this. However, a recent review drew my attention to the fact that you guys wanna know what happens. So meh. E-Mail me or drop a review to lemme know what YOU want changed, and I'll get to it as best I can.