Chapter 2…
Bellevue Hospital…
"You're in WitSec. You're funeral was yesterday". Those words hit her hard, but not as hard as the next set of words… "We have reason to believe that your work at Manhattan SVU may have something to do with your shooting. Because of this, for your own security, you are not permitted to contact anyone from the squad until your release from the program". These were the words that hit her harder than the bullet that was the cause of all this frenzy… She screamed in pain; the words actually hurt more than the bullet itself. "Miss Benson, we know this is hard, we can give you the rest of the information another day, once you're stable and have let go of your co-workers..." She was going to lose Elliot… She wasn't going to let go…
Olivia, now Ana María, was woken by Porter's harsh and clumsy hands accidentally pulling her hair. Since he was a fed, she had told him the day before to talk the people from WitSec out of getting her into the program, but the look on Porter's face said that he hadn't succeeded. "They're not going to let me out of WitSec, are they???", Olivia murmured. "No, I tried my best to persuade them, baby, but they won't budge". Without transition, he brought up the wedding. "So, what did you decide???".She had to make the quick decision, so she thought it over… She didn't love him, but she trusted him, and he would be the only person from her "Olivia life" in her "Ana María life". Besides, she could pretend he was Elliot… "Yes, I do want to marry you, Dean", the phrase came out; though they tasted like vinegar, the words came out. They shared an awkward peck on the lips as he placed a tacky ring on her finger. Olivia told herself that it would do, and she was even beginning to believe it. It'll do, It'll do…