Comatose

By Tria

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the law and order svu characters, and the statistic I got from a website. It's the same one I wrote on the previous chapter, I just don't feel like looking it up again.

Rated: T mostly for language

NOTE: you guys make me sad, with the minimal amount of review I'm getting. Sigh I hate to be pleading and a hard ass, but I am taking a lot of time out of my schedule to write it. I do have many other things to do also. I feel bad when I don't update but when I write a chapter and nobody reveiw it makes me really sad. I'd to thank personally: Onetreefan, LovelyLivia, Shakeahand55, lo, and jcn2416 for taking the time to write a review. It really means a lot to me.

Elliot's POV

The Next Day

I keep sitting here like I expect something spontaneous and miracles to happen, like she's gonna turn and give me one of those million dollar smiles and everything will be ok. Maybe part of me thinks that this some kind of sick joke and nothing happened...but nothings changed. I guess you could say that this is some sick joke, God's sick joke. He lets me have her, and makes everything perfect, only to rip it away. He's gotta sick sense of humor. Fuck this is all to screwed up. Haven't I been a good Catholic. I went to church every Sunday, and raised my kids in the faith. Was this punishment for the divorce? What exactly have I done to deserve this, what has she done to deserve this?

Nobody but the nurse checking her vitals and pupils has come in yet. I think they're a little afraid, whether they're afraid of my reaction or truly accepting what's happened I don't know. I can't take the silence anymore and I take her hand in mine, careful of the IV. "Come on Liv, you gotta get through this." I wait a minute as if waiting for ger to respond, before you continue. "I talked to your doctor today, she said that because your healthy and in good shape you have a better chance of waking up. She uuhh also said that if we don't see an improvement in the next week, there is a good chance that you...you won't." My words come out shakily as I try to keep from crying.

I jump when I hear a knock on the door. "Come in." I yell, but I don't have much a voice.

The door opens and Cragen walks in, he flinches at the sight if Olivia. I don't think she knows how much she touches all of our lives. "Elliot, why don't you head home. Get a shower maybe a couple hours of sleep, I'll stay with her." he says.

"I can't leave her." I say still holding her hand.

"Elliot, she wouldn't have wanted you to sit here and..."

But I cut him off by slamming my fist on the table beside me. "Dammit don't talk about her like she's dead."

Cragen jumps at my reaction. He is quite for a while before he finally speaks again. "I still think you should get yourself cleaned up. You've been discharged, and I think you would feel a lot better. While your there pick up some of her stuff, it might help."

I nod, ignoring the fact that Cragen knew that she was staying with me. "I have my cell phone, call me if anything changes. I'll be back in an hour." I stand and kiss Olivia on the forehead. "I'll be back soon." I tell her

The ride back to my apartment seemed like it took forever. When the cab finally pulled in front of my building I payed the driver and quickly made my was to my door. I have to get back to her as fast as I can. Once inside my apartment door, I head to the bathroom. I quickly undress and step into the shower, allowing the hot water to sooth my aching muscles. I wait for a moment, enjoying the feeling of the water flowing down my body. Before quickly washing up, careful of my stitches on my forehead and jumping out. I take the towel off the rack and do a quickly rubdown/dry off, before wrapping it around my waist and heading to the bedroom. I just grab a T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans to where, they're the pair that Olivia always says makes my ass look good. God I can't believe this is happening. I grab a small bag and start filling it with some things of Olivia's favorite things, her iPod, my ruddy old t-shirt, a picture of her mother, the stuffed dog I gave her for Valentines day, and a pair of blue bunny slippers that she wears around the house on the weekend. I'm about to head out of the room when I stop, there was one other thing that I should bring. I walk over to my dresser. I it and pull out a blue velvet box. I open it and finger the ring for a moment before quickly stuffing it in the back and heading to get my shoes on.

As I'm head out the door my cell phone rings. "Hello." I answer.

"Elliot sorry for the short time off, but they need you at the hospital." It was Cragen.

"What happened, is she ok.?" I ask with panic in my voice.

"There's been no change since you left but they want to try something and the doctor has to get your ok."

"Alright, I'll be there in about 15 minutes."

Ok guys here's the plan, I figured I give you shorter chapters but more often that way I can write a little a day and you guys will have something to read and you wont me stuck in the story. I hope to have the chapters about this long, so keep a look out and please and reveiw.

Tria