Chapter Twenty

Elliot passed uniforms on the stairs but held Olivia away from them.

"El, you don't have to carry me…"

He looked at her. Of course he had to.

Cragen, Rebecca, Casey, Huang, even Melinda Warner was there watching and waiting for them to come out okay. Behind the yellow police tape, you could even see a few of the other districts' special victims detectives. Everyone who knew Olivia wanted her to be okay. They all watched Elliot carry Olivia down the steps with Munch and Fin behind them as the crime scene until and other officers ran in and out and eventually brought a body bag outside.

They appreciated the support they were given, but now everyone knew what had happened to Olivia. She didn't want to see anyone right now and she turned her head into Elliot's chest. Everyone understood that she wouldn't want to.

Cragen nodded as they walked by and said, "I'll get your statements later…"

"Thanks," Olivia said still holding onto Elliot neck. They let the EMTs take over as long as they didn't have to be separated. Olivia refused to go to the hospital. Elliot, who was having someone clean up his cut, wanted her to go to make sure she was okay, but was secretly glad she didn't.

Eventually things started to calm down as night was falling. The EMTs eventually gave Elliot and Olivia some privacy. They sat on the back of the ambulance together, sharing a blanket. They each had a coffee to keep them warm. They sat in silence for the longest time. Their elbows were interlocked and Olivia was resting her head on Elliot's shoulder. They had so much going through their minds and still couldn't find anything to say. Olivia, who had barely started her road to recovery from before, now had a more difficult obstacle to conquer, but now Elliot was more apart of it than ever before. Now she wouldn't be able to push him away because he was part of it all. Somehow, they always end up in a situation that tries to split them up, but it won't happen. It can't happen.

Elliot was thinking about a previous conversation he had with Olivia.

"Liv?" he said quietly.

"Liv, I've been thinking..." he started, fumbling with something in his pocket again.

"Hmmm?" she sat up and looked into his eyes. She wanted to hear whatever it was he was going to say. She could tell he wanted to say it badly.

"I've been putting a lot of thought into our 'shipper' name" he said looking completely serious. Olivia sighed, smiled and rolled her eyes thinking when he continued, he'd keep joking about it to cheer her up.

"Okay, Liv, Don't make fun of me. It wasn't easy…"

"Okay…"

"I'm serious, Liv. You have to tell me what you think about this name. I need a serious answer…"

Olivia continued to play along with what she thought was a game.

"Okay… what is it?"

"Well, it's a name you said you've always liked…" he said pulling something out of his pocket, but keeping it hidden.

"El… just tell me. What's our 'shipper' name?" she giggled. He was purposely making her wait to make it more dramatic.

"Okay, I think our name should be… Stabler," he said slipping a diamond ring on her finger.

"Stabler… I did always like that name…"

The End

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