Chapter Fourteen- Resurrection
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Disclaimer: Why do I matter so little in the world that Dick Wolf won't give me any of these characters?
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Olivia stormed into her apartment in a tearful rage. Why did Jackson do this to her? She had had hope that she might have had Elliot back that night. The first hope she'd had in a year and then as fast as the hope came, it was gone again. She sat down on the bed and cradled her face in her hands. She had poured her entire being into her job, but it wasn't enough. It wasn't enough to take the absence of her partner and best friend off her mind. In fact, it reminded her of him, of how she never felt safe in the field anymore without him there to watch her back. She was never able to block the instinct to check for anything or anyone that could harm her…or her partner, even though he was no longer there. Damn you, Elliot. She thought before she gave in to the darkness of sleep. Damn you for leaving me.
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Jackson had to admit defeat. He had gambled and he had lost. Now Olivia was pissed at him. He had been shocked she hadn't just shot him. He wished she had. The spell was his last stand. He had tried and tried to get over Alex, but the damn girl wouldn't leave his brain. Wouldn't get out of his mind. It killed him to think of her, but it killed him more not to. He went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of vodka. Alcohol was his salvation. It kept him from going over the edge. He drank the bottle quickly and made his way to the bedroom, where he collapsed. He didn't want to sleep, didn't want to dream of her…to reach out for her and find that she wasn't there. He coughed and choked and laid down on his back, staring at the ceiling. He passed out ten minutes later.
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Cragen was filling out paperwork. Okay…he was doing everything but filling out paperwork. Olivia had already gone home and so had most the team, except him, Casey, and Munch. They all remembered it was the anniversary of Elliot and Alex's death and they were all drinking. Munch took another shot of scotch. "I remember when I smartmouthed Alex in court once…" he recalled, his voice slurred. "We won the case, but afterward she attacked me with those stiletto heels of hers. I think they punctured a kidney or something." Casey was drinking heavily too. "Elliot handed me the wrong bat at the softball championship." She recollected. "It was so heavy that when I swung it I let go and it flew into the stands and hit Olivia in the forehead." Cragen spoke up. "I remember that. I almost pelted him with baseballs for taking one of my best detectives out for nearly a week." He took a drink, knowing full well he shouldn't. He was an alcoholic, but he didn't care. SVU had suffered two very hard hitting losses.
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Jackson didn't open his eyes when he woke up. He felt the unfamiliar feeling of not having a hangover. He groaned as he reached toward Alex's side of the bed and suddenly felt his hand touch something soft. He cracked open one eye. It was blonde hair. His eyes shot open and Jackson found himself face to face with a ghost…Alex. She was still asleep, her chest rising and falling gently and her blonde hair sprayed all around her. He breathed in her sweet scent of cherry blossom and apple. "Alex." He breathed, reaching out to touch her face, to make sure she was real. She opened her eyes. "Hey." She said softly, still groggy from sleep. He gaped at her. "You're alive." He stated in shock. She sat up and yawned. "Duh." She responded a little confused. With a cry of joy, Jackson launched himself at her and pulled her into his arms, in tears. Alex had no idea what was going on. "Hey honey…are you okay?" she asked gently. She ran her fingers through his hair. Jackson nodded and answered something that Alex couldn't quite catch because his voice was muffled by her hair. He pulled back and stared into her eyes, which made Alex blush. "You're alive." He murmured and then he kissed her, feeling a year of torn emotions leave him at last.
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Olivia felt kisses on her neck and her first thought was. Oh shit, who did I bring home last night? Then she remembered. No one. Oh shit. She leaped out of bed and grabbed her gun off her bedside table and aimed. Elliot was staring back at her with alarm. She lowered her gun. "Elliot?" she asked, not believing her eyes. He gave a strange look. "In the flesh." He answered, really confused over why Olivia would jump out of bed and grab her gun when he kissed her. Olivia was speechless. She reached out to touch Elliot's face and then ran her hands across his body to check for any wounds, any sign of the worst day of her life. He let her. He was confused about her actions but could tell that Olivia needed to make sure he was alright. Then she started to check him over a second time and he gently placed his hands on her shoulders. "I'm okay." He soothed. She burst into tears and he wrapped his arms around her, cradling her and kissing her on top of the head. "Shhh…" he soothed. "It's okay."
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HA! I told you they would be back. You think I have no heart? More twists in the next chapters.