Infamous
Olivia leaned against Elliot. The pain was getting worse the longer she was standing but she knew she couldn't give in to the pain and fatigue just yet. Crawford wasn't where he had been before which meant that he had regained consciousness and since the car was still there, he was close by. She tightened her grip on her gun.
Elliot tightened his grip on Olivia. He was starting to reel from the pain in his ribs where he had been repeatedly kicked and he too felt like collapsing but he couldn't lose Olivia. He had come too close just a few minutes ago and he wasn't going to let that happen again. He looked down at her and could see the pain that was now etched onto her angelic features.
"We'll be okay," he said not just to reassure her but he also needed to hear those words. He needed to remind himself that they would pull through. They always had and this time would be no different.
"I know we will," she said softly, managing a small smile.
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White turned on his cot and through up. He felt like crap but he was positive that Sullivan and Daniels would soften Olivia up by the time he got back. He heard the gunshot but he assumed that she had done something to merit Stabler's death. He smiled to himself as he thought of how she would be broken by the time he got back.
Crawford approached White's cot and hauled him up by his collar "Why are you lying down on the job?" he growled.
"I'm not on the job," White spat back "Daniels and Sullivan are handling it."
Crawford let him drop back against the cot.
"What the hell? You bastard," White groaned.
"Oh yeah," Crawford scoffed "I was just up there. Daniels is dead and Sullivan is unconscious and," his voice became even more angry "Here's the best part. Your little prize and her boyfriend are no where to be found."
White shot up off the cot and although he was dizzy he tried to keep his balance "They got away!" he screamed. "Oh the things I will do to that bitch when I catch her," he muttered angrily as he headed for the exit of the warehouse.
Crawford grabbed him and pulled him back "You are in no shape to go after them Rich," he said ferociously as he once again through White down on the cot.
"Don't you speak to me that way," White said attempting to get up.
Crawford pushed him down again "Don't worry," he told White "You'll get your chance but not until I have my turn." Crawford picked up the baseball bat that he had retrieved from the room where Daniels was killed and struck White over the head with it "This'll make sure you stay where you are."
Carrying the bat with him, Crawford made his way towards the warehouse exit.
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Olivia and Elliot made it slowly to the side of the warehouse where the two of them slumped against the wall and held each other close. Both of them kept their guns at the ready none the less.
Elliot sighed as Olivia's head found its way into the hollow of his neck "I won't let them hurt you," he whispered into her hair.
Olivia only moaned softly as her eyes drifted closed.
"Liv," Elliot whispered in a voice full of desperation "Olivia wake up," he put his gun down as he used both arms to pull her back so that she faced him "Listen to me Olivia," his voice was still a whisper but his tone was firm although tinged with desperation and fear "I know you're tired, I know you're in pain but you can't fall asleep yet. You have to hang on."
Even though she felt herself drifting away, his voice brought her back. She was still in a daze but she knew something was different about his voice. 'He sounds scared, why? I'm just tired. I only want to close my eyes. It hurts so bad. Why does he sound so scared?' then it hit her 'He's afraid that if I fall asleep now, I won't wake up. Will I wake up?' she forced her heavy eyelids open again "I need some coffee." She groaned.
Elliot chuckled out of relief "Soon," he told her "Just as soon as we get out of here."
"It hurts so much," she moaned.
"I know," he answered softly, trying not to let her see the pain that he experienced by having her lean against his ribs.
She caught the small grunt of pain in his voice that he was trying to hide "Elliot?" she asked softly "Does it hurt?"
"Its nothing," he told her.
She could tell he was lying, he was lying for her sake "Please Elliot," she gave a quick sardonic laugh "You don't have to be the big strong man. You don't have to protect me."
"Yes I do," he told her plainly "You were willing to give your life in exchange for mine. You suffered because you wanted me to keep living. Compared to that sacrifice, a little pain is nothing."
Tears welled in Olivia's eyes "I love you so much," she buried her face in his chest, being careful not to hurt him and wept.
"I love you too," Elliot said as he stroked her hair "I won't let them take you away from me."
In the midst of their moment, they had both let go of their guns. Neither heard the approaching footsteps.
Crawford snuck ever closer to them as they huddled together in the darkness. He saw the two guns that lay on the ground. He quietly brushed the guns aside with the baseball bat.
Olivia heard the sound of metal scraping against concrete and she laboriously lifted her head. Her eyes locked with Crawford "Oh God," she said in a breathless voice as she clung desperately to Elliot.
"Leave us alone!" Elliot screamed as he fumbled for his gun. Finding it was out of reach he tried to maneuver himself in front of Olivia.
Crawford hit Elliot hard with the baseball bat. Elliot struggled to remain conscious 'Olivia! Olivia! Can't let him hurt her! Have to stay awake!' his head screamed at him.
"Elliot!" Olivia shrieked "Elliot! Stay with me!" She turned to Crawford and with her remaining strength she pulled herself to her feet "Leave us alone!" she shouted at him as if she were shoeing away a pesky animal.
Crawford laughed as he grabbed her by her shoulders "You say that as if you think I'll listen," he sneered as he gave her a passionate kiss. He picked her up in his arms "You and I are gonna have some fun honey."
"No!" Elliot yelled as he managed to pull himself to his feet, he picked up one of the forgotten guns and hobbled after them. Crawford broke into a run heading for the car. Elliot strained to catch up with him.
"No, no, please no," Olivia cried as she tried to fight against Crawford but in her injured state all that she could manage was a few lame slaps against his chest. Although they weren't enough to stop Crawford, they were enough to slow him down. He found it hard to hold the baseball bat and Olivia. Thinking that he would easily outrun Elliot, Crawford dropped the bat.
"Let me go!" Olivia cried in a last ditch effort as she managed to kick him in the face. Crawford stopped dead in his tracks and dropped her on the ground as he fell backwards. Olivia's kick was sufficient enough to knock him out again.
"This just isn't your day," she managed before she slumped back against the ground.
Elliot finally managed to reach them "Thank God," he said as he knelt awkwardly beside Olivia.
"The keys Elliot," Olivia groaned.
Elliot understood and moved towards Crawford. He searched the man's pockets until he found what appeared to be car keys. Elliot stood as best he could and helped Olivia into the car. He slid into the drivers seat and fumbled with the keys to find the one that would start it. He found it and felt relief flow through him as the ignition sounded into life. The relief was short lived though.
"I have no idea where we are," Elliot groaned. He felt a hand on his arm and looked up to see Olivia looking at him, soft understanding made its presence known even beneath all the pain and fear.
"Anywhere's better then here," she told him as her hold on his arm increased in a desperate effort to remind herself that he was indeed there.
Elliot nodded and began driving. He felt his head swim from the pain and he forced himself to focus on the road ahead of him. They hadn't gotten more then a few miles when Elliot pulled the car over to the side of the road. He unbuckled his seatbelt and doubled over in pain.
"Elliot!" Olivia's panicked voice hit his ears and almost went unnoticed as he felt himself give in to the bump to the head that Crawford had landed with the baseball bat.
"Olivia," he whispered through his clenched teeth "I can't."
She understood "I know," she said quietly "It's ok." She felt herself slipping as well "Its ok, we're together, that's all that matters." It was just too hard to keep going. Both of them hurt so much. They were away from White, away from Crawford, away from that horrible warehouse. They were together and together they felt safe to let go. She moved closer to him and with her last ounce of strength she wrapped her arm around his shoulders "I love you." She said as she gave in to darkness.
"I love you too," he said as he felt his hold on reality slipping. She heard him and both of them smiled before the darkness came.
THE END
JUST KIDDING
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"Okay," Cragen said into the phone before hanging it up "Munch, Fin come on we got a tip."
"What is it Captain?" Munch asked as he pulled on his coat.
"Someone said they heard a gunshot fired at that warehouse where White was hiding out a couple days ago. He probably met up with the others there."
"Should we call Olivia and Elliot?" Fin asked as he stood up from his desk and pulled out his cell phone, preparing to dial Olivia's apartment.
"Tell them to stay where they are." Cragen told Fin as he headed for the door. Cragen had been working round the clock and he was exhausted but he wasn't about to drag Olivia and Elliot into this one when it seemed that White now had it out for both of them.
"Captain!" Fin called worriedly "No one's answering!"
"What!" Cragen turned back and faced his two remaining detectives "Its two in the morning. Where could they possibly be? Try there cells."
Fin proceeded to dial Elliot's cell and Munch dialed Olivia's.
"No answer on Elliot's cell Cap," Fin reported as he flipped his phone closed.
Munch had a worried expression on his face "Captain," he said a bit shakily "It says that Olivia's phone can't receive the call. That its out of service."
Cragen scratched his head. He was very worried now "Where the hell are they."
TBC
A/N: Ok so you guys can totally yell at me for that little evil move back there but… I updated!
