As soon as he had answered his phone, Elliot was already getting dressed and he was ready to leave as soon as Olivia had hung up. He grabbed his car keys and ran outside. The cold air hit him like a slap in the face. He got in the car, thrust the keys into the ignition, and said a silent prayer for his friends as he started the car up. Don't let anything happen to them.
- - -
Alex said a silent prayer of her own as she stood shaking in her shower. Let me die! Please! Let me die! Tears were falling silently down her face. She tried to pull herself together, but couldn't; it was all too much. She just wanted it to end.
Richard stepped towards the traumatised blonde. He brought his gun up so it was inches from her nose. Alex let out a sob and slid to the bottom of the shower as her legs gave way. Richard chuckled, then turned to Olivia.
"Who wants to go first?"
Olivia wasn't going to let him touch Alex again. Her heart broke at the sight of Alex sobbing on the floor of the shower. She didn't exactly want to give herself to him either. Hurry up Elliot!
Olivia took a step forward.
"You wanna play first, huh?" Benson didn't look at Richard; she was trying to get eye contact from Cabot, but she was just staring at the floor. Look at me dammit!
"On your knees." Olivia shot Richard a disgusted look before slowly lowering herself to her knees. Her gaze was back onto Cabot. She really wanted her attention.
- - -
The traffic was pretty good for most of the drive. A three-car smash along the way had forced Elliot to take another route, but it didn't slow him down too much. He arrived at Alex's apartment building and parked illegally out the front. Triple-checking he had his gun, he took the steps three at a time, quickly making his way to Alex's place.
- - -
Kneeling in front of the rotten scum, Olivia desperately searched for the eyes of her dear friend. Panic started to sweep over the detective. She tried to fight it off; tried not to think of what was going to happen if she didn't have Cabot's help, but it was hard to do when it was staring her in the face...quite literally. I can't do this on my own Alex.
As if Alex had heard her last though, she looked at Olivia. The detective was staring right at her. The look on her face told her Benson had an idea. Olivia's eyes quickly flashed to the large, broken tile next to Alex's right hand. Cabot gave a nod of understanding and the unspoken plan was put into motion.
"Well what are you waiting for Detective Benson?"
Olivia shot Richard a quick, little grin before swinging her arm and hitting his exposed genitals as hard as she could. Alex grabbed the broken tile and stood up.
He let out a cry of pain before bringing his gun upon her, "You little bit-"
Alex brought the tile down hard on his head. Richard fell to the ground and Olivia rushed to grab his gun. He wasn't giving it over that easy.
There was a struggle for the gun, then it went off. It was exceptionally loud, echoing in the small bathroom.
Blood ran onto the white tiles.
- - -
Elliot had just reached Alex's door when he heard the gun shot. Don't be hurt. Don't be hurt!
The door was locked, so he kicked it in.
- - -
Richard's lifeless body slumped on top of Olivia's arm. She closed her eyes and let out a sigh of relief.
"It's over Alex."
Olivia could hear Elliot bounding up the stairs. She smiled, letting out a laugh.
"That was a close one!"
"Liv?" Elliot called from the top of the stairs.
"In the bathroom! He's down. We got him."
Elliot stepped into the bathroom and looked at Olivia laying on the bloody tiles. Richard was lying lifeless next to her and Alex was in the shower. Slumped in a pool of blood. Except it wasn't Richard's.
"Alex?!"
Olivia sat up as Elliot rushed over to the ADA. She saw Cabot and let out a small cry.
