"No—Elliot? Elliot?" Elliot woke in a cold sweat. He turned and looked at Liv. She had a strange look on her face. He heard her moaning and then she started crying. She was crying in her sleep.

"Stop," she yelled, "Please." Elliot gently shook her awake. She awoke with her arms flailing. "No, get away." Elliot wrapped his arms around her. Making sure he didn't injure her ribs any more. "Elliot, I thought you were—I thought you were—"She bawled.

"Shh… It's okay. I'm here. Nothing is gonna hurt you."

"Elliot, it was Billy he was hitting me and touching me and I told him to stop, but he wouldn't and I called your name and you—you came and he shot you. And I kept yelling at you, but you were dead. And he—he wouldn't stop" Liv was shaking and crying. Elliot just held her tighter and closer to him. He kissed her forehead and rested his chin on the top of her head. "Elliot, it was horrible."

"Shh… I've got you now. You can go back to sleep." Elliot hated that he could not protect her in her dreams.

"Elliot?"

"Yes?"

"I'm glad you're here, with me."

"Me, too," Elliot whispered tenderly into her ear. "Me, too."

Elliot woke up the next morning a saw himself face to face with Liv. Her head was lying on his chest and he could feel her rhythmic breathing. He smiled to himself. Olivia began to wake up. She gently rolled off of Elliot and onto the stretcher. Elliot began to remove himself from the stretcher.

"Wait, where are you going?" Olivia spoke.

"Rest room." Elliot crept from off of the bed and headed down the hall. Once he had relieved himself he went to go find Liv's doctor.

"Dr. Brown, when is Olivia Benson allowed to be released?" Elliot knew Olivia wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

"It says here that she only had to be kept over night. She can be released at noon. She's gonna have to take it easy for a few days though."

"Great!" Liv is not gonna like taking it easy, Elliot thought. He looked at his watch, 10:47. He returned to Olivia's room. The rest of the squad was there. It looked like Munch was telling one of his jokes because everyone was laughing. Elliot loved it when Liv laughed; it brightened up the whole room.

"Liv, you can leave at noon."

"What time is it now?"

"Almost 11."

"Let's get my clothes and get on outta here." Casey pulled out a separate pair of jeans and a shirt.

"I went and got these from your apartment this morning."

"Thanks, Casey." She gave her a hug.

"Well, guys," Cragen began, "We all need to get back to work. Olivia, Elliot, take a few days off."

After the goodbyes were said, the squad left the room.

Liv made her way to the bathroom. "Elliot, can you come here?"

"Yeah," Elliot made his way over to the restroom and heard the door unlock. "What do you need?"

"I can't get this robe over my head. Every time I raise my arm, I get a pain in my side." Olivia looked as if she was going to cry.

"Here let me get it." Elliot pulled up on the robe and grabbed Liv's shirt. He gently pulled it over her head and arms.

"Thanks," Liv said quietly. She gave Elliot's waist a tight squeeze and then left the restroom.

"Well, since you're out now, what do you wanna do?" Elliot was driving Liv out of the hospital parking lot.

"I dunno."

"Are you hungry?" He knew she hadn't eaten in a while.

"Yeah, a little." Elliot drove to a McDonalds's and ordered them both some food.

After they finished their meals, Elliot drove her home. "Liv, do you wanna meet some where for dinner?"

"Sure," Liv answered eagerly. She had wanted to talk to Elliot but she didn't know when a good time would be.

"Pick you up at 7." Elliot walked her to her apartment door and then left to get ready.