Chapter 10- The End

Lexi's POV

I wasn't leaving, why was I not leaving.

"Go! Leave!" He was sitting at the table looking up at me.

"You're going to hurt yourself," I nodded towards the gun.

"So, I bet that's what you want. No one cares about me, what's the use of being here." He pulled the gun closer to him, "After what I did to you, and to that other girl. I may be a screwed up person, but I will never forgive myself for that."

"Then why did you do it?" I was eyeing the door, but I wasn't going to let him take his life. I hated him, he was right; I would like to see him hurt, but not dead.

"It's hard to explain." He paused and then looked at me, he got angry really fast. "Look, go! Or I'll make you go, just leave me alone!"

Elliot's POV

We pulled up to the cemetery, Olivia was keeping me calm, and stalling until back-up got here. When they finally arrived I jumped out of the car. The cemetery was big, we split up looking for the tomb, we didn't know what it looked like, just that it was underground and good sized.

This was taking too long, what was happening to my daughter.

Lexi's POV

I stood up with help from the stick. But I didn't leave, he was going to hurt himself, and it would be my entire fault, I wasn't going to let him do that.

"Look, you can get help, they will talk you through things and help you get past what happened, because it was in the past and it was not your fault." I was freaking out but I had to be calm, so he would stay calm because his hand was on the gun, and it any moment he could shoot himself….or me.

"But it is my fault, what I did to you and the other girl. It's my fault, and all the other things I've done: the drugs and alcohol. My fault. My fault…," he was repeating it, over and over again.

I was slowly edged towards him, I didn't know what I could do but I was going to try and do something.

He noticed.

"Stay back!" He pointed the gun at me. "Just leave Lexi, LEAVE!" He pointed the gun towards the door and shot at the locks, he had good aim because the door flung open. "The top door is open."

Elliot's POV

We all heard the shot and drew our weapons. I was panicking, what if Lexi was dead. What if we were too late? My little girl…

I had stopped; I just couldn't think anymore, I needed to find her.

It was as if someone had read my mind because I heard the yell, "We got a tomb for an Eric Jones over here."

I ran, I ran faster than I ever have in my whole life.

The door was open and I could see the lower door slightly open, I was about to yell her name….

BANG!

Lexi's POV

Noooo! I stood there; his blood and brains were splattered across the room and all over me.

"Lexi!" I should be happy to hear his voice. But I wasn't. I fell to the ground, it hurt like hell, but I didn't care. I had failed.

"Lexi, oh Lexi!" I felt my dad's touch on my shoulder. I flinched, I didn't realize it, but I still felt dirty, I was ashamed of what happened and I didn't want to touch me while I was still dirty. But I couldn't stop looking at him, I had failed to save him, he was gone.

"Lexi, come on you don't need to see this." My dad felt my flinch so his hand hovered a couple of centimeters above my shoulder.

"I FAILED!" I yelled louder than I realized, the few people that fit in the tomb jumped. I started sobbing. "It's my entire fault, he's dead, I could've saved him, but I didn't. He's dead…" I turned around, painfully, and sobbed into my dad's jacket.

"Lexi, it's not your fault, you had no way of stopping him…," my dad's voice soothed.

"Oh GOD!" I screamed. I backed away from my dad and it just all overwhelmed me. The pain was horrible and the blood… I let the blackness consume me.

My eyes fluttered open to the light; I was in a bed somewhere. I didn't feel much pain, I assumed there was medicine involved. I turned my head and heard a man's voice. I was scared for an instant, what if I was taken by someone else? What if I wasn't safe? But then I heard my dad's voice. He was talking with the man and my dad was upset, I could tell.

"The rape kit is positive, she has three broken ribs, a broken leg, a concussion and numerous cuts and bruises. But she will physically recover, as you know, Detective Stabler, mentally she…." He ended the sentence, I could feel the pain that was on my dad's face, I couldn't see it, but I knew it was there.

I heard footsteps going away, but then there were footsteps nearing and my dad pushed the curtain aside, "Lexi, oh honey you're awake!" He came to my side and held my hand.

"Dad…" I mumbled.

"Shhh, sweetie just go back to sleep, everything is alright now, you're safe." He kissed my forehead.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I should've done something when Alicia…." I was frantic and my dad had to hold both my hands down to prevent me from messing with the IVs.

"Alexa Stabler, this is NOT your fault, I don't want to EVER here you say that again." My dad was nervous I could tell. He had dealt with this his whole life, but never did he have to deal with his own family.

I started crying, "It's not just that, I want to apologize for how horrible of daughter I've been. I just always felt that your job was more important than us, and if I had told you what was happening this could've been avoided possibly and Alicia could've gotten the help she needs."

"Oh Lex, it's all over and Alicia will get the help she needs, and I will ALWAYS love my family more than my job, I realize I may not show it, but I'll change that. I'm going to work on reuniting our family. We're going to take this bad situation and make a good one out of it, I promise."

I sat up; the pain was there but muted by the medication. I lifted my arms slowly and wrapped them around my dad, I couldn't put any pressure on him but I felt him around me and I felt safe. In his arms I felt as safe as I could be.

"Um, Dad? Is mom around?" I asked gently into his shoulder.

He let me go. "Yeah she went to get some coffee; you've been asleep for almost a day."

Wow. A day. "Could you possibly get her and maybe some coffee for me?" I asked.

"Well let's start off slow, how about some juice? And yeah I will go get her. You'll be okay?" He asked.

I nodded and he walked towards the door. Right before he closed it, "Dad?" He looked up at me. "I just wanted to say, I love you." He smiled, and as of right now, my outlook on the future looked positive, I was going to be okay for my family and I was going to be there to help Alicia. I don't care what happened to me, I actually did care, but I wasn't letting myself sink into a state. Like my dad said, I'll take this bad situation and make it into a good one.