A/N: So I guess I'm on a roll with this story. Expect updates like this because I know exactly what I want and how to write it. Well I hope I know how to write it. Well I want to thank all my loyal fans for sticking with me on this journey. I know I'm a difficult writer to stay with but I'm glad that you all are able to put up with me.

Chapter Eight

Too Late

Two days passed and the gang was still no closer to finding the alphabet rapist. The squad was beginning to give up hope. Cragen came out of his office and found his detectives still combing over the evidence even though it was ten o'clock at night.

"I don't think there's anything else we can do tonight," Cragen announced, "I want everyone to go home and get some sleep."

Olivia sighed and gathered up the things she was going to bring home to work on. She was never one to sit still while people could be getting hurt when she was having some down time. It was just the way she was. Olivia Benson wasn't built to have free time. She always wanted to do something and if she wasn't able to help out than she didn't know what she was good for. She didn't realize Elliot had made his way over to her desk until he was standing next to it.

"Do you wanna go get something to eat Liv?" Elliot asked her.

Olivia looked over at Elliot as she slid her leather jacket on. She knew that Alex was at home, but she suddenly didn't want to go there. So she nodded and before she knew it they were sitting in a booth at a diner down the block from her apartment. She mentally reminded herself to order something for Alex before they left because she figured there was no food at her apartment. They sat mostly in silence, as they looked over the menus, commenting on the food choices every once in a while. The waiter came over and took their orders, plus what Olivia ordered for Alex, before there excuse to be silent was taken away.

"So how's Alex taking not being able to go to work?" Elliot asked.

"She's doing okay I guess," Olivia replied, "I don't think she's happy about it, but it seems she understands why."

The foot came shortly after and they spent the rest of the time talking about anything but the case that was looming over their heads. When they were done eating Elliot paid for the bill.

"Can I give you a ride home Olivia?" Elliot asked.

"Sure."

Olivia grabbed the food she ordered for Alex before she followed Elliot out to the car. The drive to Olivia's house they talked about sports and Elliot talked a little bit about his kids. It was the first time he had mentioned his family to her. Sure, she knew that he was divorced with four kids. But he had never told her any stories about it. She guessed he was saving those stories until they were better acquainted. Elliot pulled up in front of her building and Olivia found herself inviting him up fro coffee.

"Sure," Elliot replied, "I'll meet you up there."

Olivia told him which apartment it was before she exited the car and headed up to her apartment. She found that the door was unlocked and she didn't think anything of it since Alex was staying there too for the time being. When she opened the door the smell of blood met her and Olivia had to fight the urge to throw up. She pulled out her gun before entering the apartment. The first thing she saw when she came fully into her apartment was writing on her wall in red. It was like the same red that had been written in Alex's apartment. It read:

Gotcha!

Olivia's heart sank. She scanned the room finding a shoe sticking out from behind her couch. She ran over to it and discovered that the shoe was connected to the rest of Alex Cabot. Alex was lying in a pool of blood on her back. Her shirt was ripped open and covered in blood. Olivia looked at her pants and thanked God that they were only stained with blood and not ripped. She rushed over to her side and checked for a pulse. It was faint, but it was there all the same. She grabbed her cell phone from her pocket and dialed 911. After barking who she was and what was wrong at the operator just as Elliot walked in the apartment.

"My God," Elliot exclaimed when he saw Alex and the writing.

While Olivia was on the line with the 911 operator Elliot called CSU and Cragen. He could tell that they were in for a long night.

A/N: Ducks from flying fruit I know I'm evil but I swear I'm not trying to kill of Alex. For my story to move on it just has to happen. I'm sorry for all of you Alex fans but this is not the end of Alex Cabot. I promise you that. This is the extent of my evilness. So please I am a big fan of Alex and mean no harm. I just thought I would say that so you all wouldn't grab pitchforks and hunt me down with them.

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