Disclaimer: The characters of SVU may not be mine, but I do own the creative flair to play with them for a while, only for them to be returned as I received them. Like a library book or rental DVD/game. I don't own DFS (furniture store with endless sales on) or pikachu either.

AN: As the title suggests, this is indeed the last chapter of this story. If I may be sentimental, for a few moments, I would like to thank you, my lovely readers for taking the time to read this story of many ups and downs (mostly downs). However, I hope in the future to see you all again, with my upcoming fics, listed in my profile. The next one, due to be posted within the next month, is called New Beginnings, and I shall hope that you look out for it. It has been long in the making, however I will NOT begin posting until the writing has finished completely.

I hope to write a few more fics which are from places other than SVU, much is my joy to write it. I have dabbled in the Mentalist and House M.D., however I hope to broaden my repertoire by including subjects such as Harry Potter, and other interests of mine.

I would like to thank those who have inspired me over the past year including Raychel, zuzu1614, IfEaRnOfIsH (aka jinxy), Heavensdarkrosechild, NettieC, Stringbean73, kathiann, and Bensler. I haven't named everyone who has inspired me because this is probably getting boring for the snufflebugs reading this. *if you are reading every word of this AN good on you for not skipping past I put snufflebug in to keep people's attention*(Lols in the corner like a kleptomaniac hoarding furniture in DFS).

Finally, I would like to thank those of you who reviewed, favourited and alerted. I have not always written what you liked or expected, but where's the fun in predictability? I will finish by shouting out to those reviewers/alerters.

MarlowTI, edge15684, K.E.B.123, -HiGhLaNd8-, ala1975, MillaMayhem, olivia40201, msq2010, scoobfan93, maj3u, Tinkerbell11220, Charlie's Charming Angels, spacekitten2700.

And to my lovely friends; saffy0110, SchmEthan and (indirectly) IfEaRnOfIsH (jinxy) and my sister- japanesepenguin, without your random shizz I wouldn't have had the motivation to continue (*lols as SchmEthan facepalms in embarrassment and jinxy turns into a pikachu*) LOVE YOU! XD

ANYWAY, enough long-winded sentimentality that sounds awfully reward ceremony-like, on with the final instalment...

~~SVU~~

Chapter Fifteen

Farewell, My Love

~~SVU~~

A nurse found the note, when she came to discharge Richard to the custody of the Psychiatric ward. She ran to the phone and called security to tell them a patient, who was being transferred to the Psych ward had escaped. She gave a description but it was all in vain as, by this time, he was already getting out his money and paying the cab driver.

The hospital called Elliot and Kathy. Elliot torn himself from Olivia's side to help the search, with a promise he would be back soon. Kathy left her daughter, who had slipped into a light slumber, to go home for some sleep. Maureen couldn't take any more time off work and this left Kathleen in charge of Eli through the day. This meant that Richard was free to go and give Lizzie his present. He was about to leave when she jolted from her sleep and saw him get up to leave. He sat down again and he confessed everything to his twin. The other part of himself. He regrettably left her to sleep some more with an exchange of happy birthdays and goodbyes.

Lizzie was awoken again, the next day, when her parents returned. She told how he'd come and given her the present, told her everything he'd done and then left. Both parents were upset as they had read the contents of the note and thought. No. Knew, that their son was most likely dead. Neither of them wanted to say anything to the fragile young woman before them. Happy birthday sweetie, oh by the way, your twin brother is dead. They wouldn't say a word until his body was found. If it was found.

To my parents, family, friends and everybody else

I know I've messed up and done some crazy shit over the past while.
But what I did this time was unforgiveable.
I'm writing this while I still have a clear head so I can be taken seriously.
This will be the last time anyone sees or hears of me again.
I am doing this in everyone's favour.
I need to say that I love you guys so much.

Regards,

Richard Stabler

P.S. Notes to my family,

Mo and Katie, you are the best big sisters a guy could ask for. I only wish my life had turned out a little for the better. I wish I had listened to you guys more, maybe things would have been different.

Eli, you are the man now, so look after the girls for me. You may be the youngest, but that makes no difference. I still trust you.

Mom, I love you. I know how much you love helping to save people. You just couldn't save me. I need you to know that it wasn't your fault. Only mine

Dad, I could never live up to your expectations. I was never going to be smart or any good at much. I've broken the law dozens of times and now I am removing myself from your responsibility

Olivia, I probably should not have any communication with you whatsoever, considering what I've done but I need you to know that I wish I could take everything back. But I can't. I am going to do the next best thing. Get justice for you.

And to Lizzie, I have no idea what to say in a few lines so I am going to try and visit you. If I don't I need you to know that a part of me, the good part, will always be around you. The silver locket represents hope. I am giving it to you because I have lost all of mine. At the age of twelve we made a 'cradle to grave' pact, but I have to say that when you're twelve you don't see stuff like this happening. I apologise now for breaking the promise I made to you. I just can't continue to live a lie anymore.

To all,

I love you.

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*Exhales with sheer exhaustion at having written so much*

Well, this is the end for this story.

I have left a few things left unexplained, however I felt this was the natural end for this story at present.

I MIGHT write a sequel, however I have no plans to flog a dead horse.

Yet.