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"Olivia wake up!" Elliot says shaking her. Olivia bolted up and looks around her bedroom. Then at Elliot sitting up next to her.

"Are you okay" Elliot asked sincerely. Olivia looks over at him.

"Whoa, what the hell just happened?" she thought to herself looking at Elliot

"I think. The dream, it seemed so real, and so" but she couldn't find a word to describe it.

"It must have been some dream, you were screaming as loud as you could"

"did I wake you, if I did then I'm sorry." The two of them haven't had any sleep for more then ten hours all week.

"yeah but, it wasn't the screaming that woke me up, it was the punch to the jaw that got me up."

"I'm sorry, I thought I was hitting-" but she stopped. She didn't want to tell him that a guy from her dream scared her."

"Hitting who?" Elliot asked in concern.

"no one. I'm sorry for hitting you" she said looking down. He smiled at her, then kissed her gently

"don't worry about it. Are you sure your okay?" She gave him a fake smile

"yeah, don't worry about it." He nodded, kissed her again, then took her in his arms, and they both laid back down together. Elliot went right back to sleep, but Olivia stayed up.

"I saw that guy before, but where?" then she remembered.

"He was in my dreams! When I was fifteen, I had a dream about him for about a week. And then, the last dream I had about him was the same dream I had just now. But why would I be having the same dream I had when I was fifteen." But she put it out of her mind,

"I'm sure I won't dream about him again" she didn't know how wrong she was. A few hours later, her cell phone rang.

"can't we just throw it out" Elliot said pulling her closer

"I wish" she said answering the phone.

"Benson" she yawned into the phone

"Hey it's Cragen, we got a rape and homicide on twenty fifth street"

"we're be right there" she said yawning again. She hung up the phone and looked at her weirdly.

"What's wrong?" she asked him.

"Liv, your bleeding" he said pointing to her breasts. She looked down and gasped. In between her breasts were a long deep cut, that was soaking through the sheets.

"Oh my god! what happened to you?" Elliot said pulling the sheet off to look at the cut.

"I'm not sure" she said looking down. Elliot was careful not to touch her breast as he traced the cut with his finger. They made love many times, but he still tried to respect her at all times.

"Looks deep. What happened?"

"I'm not sure, I'll be fine though." Olivia smiled at him then she got up to go in the bathroom. She shut the door, and looked at herself in the mirror.

"Where did I get cut? It wasn't there this morning, so where the hell did I get it?" She traced a finger down it, then remembered

"Oh my god my dream! That thing cut me in my sleep, but thats impossible to get cut in your dreams and have it come true. I must have scratched myself in my sleep, and saw it in my dream." She shock her head and got in the shower, unaware of what was about to happen, was going to change there life.

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