Chapter 4- Separated
"Captain Cragen!" The nurse came storming in Elliot's room. "I need to speak with you out in the hall!"
The whole room went pale. Cragen walked out of the room scared of what she had to say.
"Captain, we need to transfer Detective Benson to another hospital immediately." She said as fast as her lips moved.
"Why, what's going on?" The Captain asked completely freaking out on the inside.
"We have encountered several more problems once we opened her up. We need to Mercy Flight her right away to Saint Graces, they are better staffed for the type of surgery she will need. But we have to move fast."
"Go! Go; Do you what you have to do to save my best Detective." The Captain nodded at the nurse who quickly ran down the hall.
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They sat in there seats in the waiting room. Completely silent with there heads hung low. It was a hard reality to face. Elliot was in a coma, Olivia got transported to another hospital, and it doesn't look like she will make it through the night. They had no control over situation. It was completely out of their hands. There was nothing they could do.
The waiting room now consisted of Kathy and the kids. No one said a word. They just waited, waited for the nurse to come into the waiting area and tell them Elliot was going to make it.
It had been four hours since Olivia had been taken to St. Graces Hospital and still no word. The guys were starting to worry. They had no idea what went on in that Motel Room. They wondered how it all went down. They wondered what O'Hara had done to Olivia during the 20 minutes that she was left alone with him.
"Ms. Stabler?" A nurse asked as she walked into the waiting room.
"Yes," Kathy said as they all stood up and gathered around the nurse.
"Detective Stabler is now awake. We ran a few simple tests on him, and looks like he is out of the woods."
The room let out a large breathe. Like everyone just breathed for the first time.
"You can go in and see him for a little bit. But he does need his rest, so you can't be too long." The nurse informed them.
Kathy and the kids followed the nurse while Don, Munch and Fin took there seats in the waiting room again. This time half the load had been lifted off there shoulders. They were so relieved to hear that Elliot was going to pull through. But they also wondered how the hell they were going to tell Elliot about Olivia. No one was volunteering to make that speech.
"You know guys, now that we know Elliot is going to be ok, I'm going to go to St. Graces and check on Benson."
Munch and Fin nodded. They knew that Olivia was like a daughter to him, and that it was killing him that he couldn't be there for her. They also new that once Elliot found out about her condition, it was going to kill him a hundred times worse then the Captain.
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When Don arrived at St. Graces Hospital he was scared. It took him a minute or two before he was actually able to walk into the front doors. He was scared to death.
He walked up to the nurse's station and flashed is badge, "Detective Benson?"
The nurse gave him a sympathetic look. That's not good, Don thought.
"She's still in surgery, we haven't heard too much. I'm sorry Captain."
The Captain gave a simple nod and took his seat in the waiting room.
He brought his hands to his face. How could he have been so naive? How could he leave Olivia alone in a motel room for 20 minutes? He felt like such a jack ass. How could he of told Elliot to wait for the Hostage squad to arrive? If anything happened to Olivia during those 20 minutes he would never, ever be able to forgive himself, he knew Elliot wouldn't be able to either. However he wasn't even sure if he would get the chance to find out.
"Captain Cragen," The nurse said remorsefully as Cragen rose and stood face to face with the nurse.
"Detective Benson is out of surgery. I'm sorry to say this but we do not think she will make it through the next 24 hours. She lost a lot of blood." She stopped for a moment so that Cragen could take the information in. Olivia was going to die.
"Captain, we will need her family to fill out some paperwork." She said handing Cragen a clip board filled with papers. "We need to know if she has a will, if it says anything about organ donation--" She was cut off by the sobs of Cragen. He sat back down in the chair and buried his face in his hands again. Wills, organ donation? He couldn't think about those things right now. His world was crumbling. And most importantly how was going to get Elliot to sign the papers for Olivia. He wished more then anything that Olivia put two names on her in case of Emergency forms.
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"Munch"
"Munch is Cragen; I need to have Elliot sign some forms for Olivia, is he well enough?" He managed to say with out breaking down.
"Um, he's awake; Kathy and the kids are in there right now." Munch replied.
"Ok, well I'm going to fax over the papers for him to sign. John does Elliot know about Liv's condition?"
"No. We haven't told him yet, but Cap, he keeps asking for her, he's still a little bit out of it, calling Kathy Liv and things like that. I don't know if he is even capable of signing the forms." Munch said honestly.
"Oh, ok then. I will talk to the nurse and explain the situation. Bye John."
"Hey Cap?"
"Yeah John?"
"What did they say about Liv?"
Don let out a large breath, "They gave her 24 hours."
"I'll see you in 10 minutes." John said and hung up the phone, and turned to walk into Elliot's room.
"Elliot, I have to go for a little while." He told Elliot and nodded to his family. He turned and walked out.
"Wait! Uncle John!" Maureen called out after him.
"Yes Sweetie what is it?" He asked the teary eyed young woman standing in front of him.
"Liv how is she?"
John sighed, "Not good honey."
A tear fell from her eye, "Is she going to make it?"
John pulled Maureen into a hug, he patted her head, "No honey, she's not. They had to move her to St. Graces. Don just called me, it's not looking good. I'm on my way there right now."
Maureen sobbed in her Uncles arms. "It's going to kill him." She whispered.
"I know." John said and let go of Maureen. He walked away, tears fresh in his eyes.
Maureen wiped her eyes and went back into her Dad's room.
"Reen? Sweetheart, what's wrong?" Elliot coughed out when Maureen entered the room.
She couldn't talk; she sat down and cried into Kathleen's shoulder.
"Maureen, what did John say to you?" Elliot asked now growing very concerned.
Maureen looked up at her mother who was giving her a death look.
Maureen shook her head, "Nothing Daddy." She lied.
"Is it Liv? Is she ok? Please Maureen tell me, no one has told me anything. Please sweetheart, please tell me how she is doing?"
One thing she never saw her Dad do was beg, it was heartbreaking. But how was she to tell her Dad that Olivia wasn't going to make it through the night?
She walked up to her Dad's hospital bed and placed her hands in his, "She's been transferred to another hospital. That's all John said. I'm sorry Daddy."
Elliot looked away; he knew it was bad, real bad. He didn't want his children or wife for that matter to see him cry. "Please give me a minute alone." He said to his family.
They respected his wishes and walked out of the room.
When the room was emptied Elliot bawled his eyes out like a 9 year old girl. If Liv didn't make it he didn't know how he would be able survive. She was his support system, his other half, his better half. She was the only one that completely understood him. The only one he could actually talk too. She was the only one that knew how to push his buttons. Who would he fight with? Who would he flirt with? It was his entire fault. He couldn't catch his breath. It was too much for him.
"Daddy?" It was Maureen. She walked slowly over to her father and sat next to him on the bed. She embraced her father with a sympathetic hug.
"I'm sorry Maureen, I'm sorry you have to see me like this." He said into his eldest daughters shoulder.
"It's ok Dad, I mean how times have I cried on your shoulder?" She giggles a little. "You're in love with Olivia aren't you Dad?" She wasn't accusing, she wasn't being mean.
When he couldn't answer and just cried more, Maureen was sure that his Dad was completely in love with Olivia.
"Does she know?" She asked him.
"No. That's just it Maureen. She doesn't know how I feel, and now she's never going too." He was now sobbing uncontrollably on his daughters shoulder. He couldn't believe what he just admitted, and to his own daughter. He felt completely helpless.
"It's ok Daddy, its ok." Maureen said rubbing his back.
"Do you think I'm terrible person?" he asked.
"No Daddy, not at all. I could never think that of you. Look Dad, I know that Mom can be a bit…um…crazy sometimes, and I know that you guys barely talk anymore, and when you do you two are fighting. And Liv is great, let's face it you spend 100 more times with Liv then Mom. I guess we all sort of knew that you were in love with her. We've known for awhile now. I don't blame you Dad. You and Mom were teenagers when you got married. Look I'm not saying that I'm not hurt by this, because I was when I found out…."
"When you found out?" He interrupted.
"Yeah when I found out like 4 years ago."
"Four years ago? Maureen I didn't even know I was in love with her till earlier today." He confessed.
"Daddy please. You might not have been able to admit it, but I've known for awhile. Every time she would call you would get giddy. Every time you talked about her you would glow. And when you two were actually together, I don't know you just click, you know? She brought out this other side of you that know one else could, a good side, a softer side. It is so obvious to everyone around you guys that you two are completely in love with each other."
"I don't know what to say. I can't lose her Reen."
She kissed her Dad on the forehead and got up. "I don't want to lose her either." And she walked out of the room
Elliot had no idea what to think about the conversation he just had with his daughter. He didn't dwell on it though. He could only think about Liv, and pray that he would be able to see her again.