A/N: Sorry for the long wait but we're back and writing together again. Please read and review.
Disclaimer: If we owned it Elliot and Olivia would be going at it instead of hiding their love for each other. Lol!
Olivia and Elliot walked into Captain Cragen's office with their heads hung low.
"You want to be separated on your first day?!" Cragen hollered, the smoked practically pouring from his ears. "Where the hell do you get off screwin' in my cribs on the clock?!"
"Actually Captain--" Olivia interrupted, "For one, we got off against the wall...and on the cot...but we were off the clock!!" Olivia was trying to be serious, but she couldn't help but smile.
Elliot was standing beside her, holding her hand while trying not to laugh... but he couldn't help it. He burst out laughing, pissing Cragen off more.
"Go home you two. I'll see you in the morning and NO MORE sex in the cribs. I mean it. Now get out of here."
"Yes sir." Both guilty parties said before exiting the office, both of their faces blood red from holding in their laughter.
In his office Don couldn't help but snicker a little himself. 'Ah, to be young again.' He thought to himself.
"Oh my God, El, that was so damn embarrassing." Olivia said as they stepped in to the elevator, hand in hand.
Elliot kissed her on the cheek. "Yeah it was."
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A few weeks later, the dynamic duo, as they had so been named by their collegues, had gotten all the spontaneous sex out of their system and was no longer testing their captain's patience. Well, with sex at least. There was always Elliot's temper or Olivia's thoughts that she was invincible. Don always pushed that off though. They were his two best detectives, and he knew it.
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Elliot and Olivia went on a case one Monday morning where a four year old girl was being physically abused by her father.
Olivia was in the interrogation room with him while Elliot was watching through the 2 way mirror.
"Do you get off on hitting your own daughter, you bastard?" She seethed in his face.
"What the fuck do you know about being a parent?! You don't know what I have to deal with. You aren't a parent are you?" The suspect growled right back. When Olivia didn't answer he laughed. "That's what I thought bitch, get out of my face."
Before Olivia could react he got up and threw her against the wall. She slid down the wall, unconscious. Elliot and Cragen ran in. Elliot ran to Olivia as Cragen cuffed Max Langdon, the father of the girl.
"Liv, baby, can you hear me?" When she didn't respond, Elliot screamed "Get me a bus!"
Blood was pooling into Elliot's hands from the back of Olivia's head. This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all.
"Liv, hold on, baby. Be strong. Be strong." Elliot murmured in her ear as Munch ran in and called 911. "Oh God, I'm losing her pulse... Come on, baby. Please don't give up on me." He pleaded with her.
When the bus arrived, Olivia barely had a pulse, and she had stopped breathing completely. Elliot had been doing CPR since she stopped but it wasn't working. The EMT's hooked her to a portable ventilator before rushing her to Mercy General Hospital, with the whole SVU team on their tail.
As Olivia was being worked on Elliot was pacing around the waiting room.
"Elliot, sit down." Cragen said softly.
"I can't. I need to know that she is alright. I wanted to propose to her tonight..." He said trying to hold back tears.
About an hour later, the ER doctor came in. He look stone faced, which the crew interpreted as bad news.
"What is it, Doc?" Cragen spoke up first.
"I've got Ms. Benson stable--"
"Well, that's great!" Fin said.
"Yes, that's a step up but you didn't let me finish. Ms. Benson's in a coma. She lost a lot of blood and when she stopped breathing her brain was deprived of oxygen. She's on a ventilator. She could wake in an hour, or a month, there's no way to know."
"Oh my God, I have to see her. Please." He pleaded.
"Sure, right this way, sir." Dr Johnson, the tall grey haired man said.
Elliot followed him down some random halls until they reached a room with 12C on the door. He opened the door and gasped in shock.
Olivia looked so small. Her once olive toned skin had turned ashy. Her chest heaved up and down thanks to the machine. There were two IV's in her, not to mention the plethora of other tubes and wires running in and out of her.
Elliot was having a hard time keeping back his tears. Just a few hours ago they were talking and she was laughing at something that he said and now she was hanging on to life by a thread. He sat on the chair beside the bed and held her hand.
Cragen and Casey came in after convincing the nurse on duty that they were Olivia's father and sister. They gasped at her appearance. They couldn't believe that Olivia, once so strong and brave, was the same person lying in this bed.
They saw Elliot crying and whispering something to her. They all hoped that she would wake soon and be alright.
"I think we should leave him and come back in the morning." Cragen said softly.
Casey nodded in agreement and took one more look at Olivia before following Cragen out.
Elliot was praying silently. "Lord I know I am not perfect. But she doesn't deserve this. Let her come back to me." He began to sob uncontrollably, until he fell asleep laying beside his girlfriend's hand.
Elliot woke to feel someone stroking back his hair. He looked up to see Olivia awake and smiling at him.
"Hey." She whispered in a croaky voice.
"Livvie?" Elliot whispered. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, El. I'm O---" Olivia suddenly went white again and started shaking. "El. Get. Help." was all she could get out. Elliot jumped up and started screaming for someone to help him. The doctors and nurses ran in and tried to stabilize her once more.
"You need to leave, sir. She's seizing! I need room here!" Dr Johnson yelled out as a nurse escorted Elliot out.
"Be strong, Livvie. You can pull through this baby!" Elliot called out to her as she seized.
Elliot paced in front of the door as his girlfriend was having an episode inside. He had called Cragen who had called everyone else. Every time he looked inside he would see Olivia's body thrashing around every where and the nurses hurriedly performing their life saving techniques.
Elliot looked up the ceiling and sighed. "Please God; please let her pull through this. I love her so much. Please." He begged.
A couple minutes later the nurse who escorted him out walked out, up to him. "She's a fighter. She's stable, you can go back in."
"Thanks." Elliot replied and walked back in to the hospital room.
Elliot ran to her bed and kissed her cheeks, her nose, her forehead, and her lips. He was so scared that he was gonna lose her he didn't wanna miss a second. She had fallen unconscious again, and she looked worse than before if that was possible. The doctor came in a few minutes later and told Elliot that she would need to be taken for some tests.
"We need to run some tests on her. We will bring her back in here when we are finished, I promise. She is one lucky young lady to have a man like you looking out for her." He said before following the nurses who were pushing Olivia's bed out of the room.
Elliot sunk in to the chair and had his face in his hands.
About two hours later the doctor brought Olivia back in awaking Elliot from his nap. "We should have the results in about an hour."
"Thanks, Doc." Elliot said shaking his hand.
An hour later he came in to find a room full of people. "Well, I'm glad you're all here...I'm sorry to have to tell you but Ms. Benson has..."