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This is my second story where I'm naming each chapter and not just numbering them, so let me know if you think the names are okay or if they suck. Thanks!

Disclaimer: Not mine, they belong to Dick.

Out Of The Water.

Fin pulled up and he and Munch bailed out of the car and ran towards the flaming building, already they could hear sirens in the distance, hopefully the backup and the bus that they had radioed in for.

As they got closer to the building another blast almost sent them flying backwards. They both shielded their faces with their arms from the heat off the blast.

"Elliot!" Fin bellowed at the top of his lungs after the blast had faded back into the building.

"Olivia!" Munch yelled.

They moved towards the building again just as another smaller explosion almost deafened them. Fin spun on his heels, knowing anyone in the building now would be nothing more than charcoal. "Damn-it" He cursed punching the air.

Munch looked at the building, praying that somehow his colleagues and friends had left.

Four fire engines pulled up behind them and immediately started to work on controlling the fire. Fin was stood at the edge of the dock, looking across the water. Munch walked over to him, feeling the same pain that he knew was going through Fin.

"Hey." It was all Munch could think of to say.

"They didn't deserve…They…They were good cops!" Fin stated what Munch was already thinking.

"I know. A blast like that, they both would have been out on the first explosion, they wouldn't have felt anything." Munch tried to comfort him, hoping what he had said was a fact and not just his wishful thinking.

"That doesn't make it okay." Fin protested.

"It's never okay when a cop dies because of a perp." Munch stated, looking into the water. "I guess we should call Cragen". He knew he had to but continued looking at the water. Something suddenly caught his eyes. "Hey!" he knocked Fin's arm and pointed to what he was looking at.

"It's moving." Fin took his shoes off, and then his jacket then jumped into the water a couple of feet below him. "We need help over here!" Munch yelled to the emergency service people that swarmed behind him.

He watched as Fin swam over to what they were looking at. "It's Elliot!" Fin yelled back to Munch. As he got to Elliot he flipped him over, Elliot immediately started to take in deep breaths.

Fin placed him across his chest and swam on his back, back to the edge of the dock. Some of the people who had came over when Munch had called for them helped pull Elliot from the water, he lay on the floor coughing and sputtering, next they helped pull Fin from the water, he too was coughing, it was winter and the water was ice cold.

"Elliot where's Liv? Where's Olivia?" Munch asked, thanking God he was okay but still praying that they would be pulling her out of the water next cold and shaking but alive.

A medic ran over and threw a huge foil sheet around Elliot and passed another to Fin.

"We separated. Liv went round the back…" Before he could continue he burst into another coughing fit, the icy water in his lungs had probably stopped them from burning further but everyone knew he must have done some damage to them. He also had minor burns on his face and body.

"The blast threw me into the water, maybe it did the same to her." Elliot said thinking positive, not willing to accept Olivia may be dead.

"Get search and rescue on the water now!" Munch ordered hoping it wouldn't be too little too late.

- - - - - -

Elliot sat on a hospital bed, he was having some of his burns wrapped and had been told to takes some breaths from an oxygen mask, which he did, reluctantly. Munch and Cragen walked in.

"Hows Fin?" Elliot asked.

"He'll be fine. How are you feeling..?" Cragen said, before being interrupted.

"Did you find her yet?" Elliot asked.

They both stood there silent. Their silence answered for him. He looked away trying to hold back the tears that threatened his eyes. This was all like a bad dream.

"We got divers searching the water now. Guys in yellow are searching the building, they pulled out the remains of someone, they think its Massey, but they need to do tests, the body's too badly damaged to be sure." Cragen said hesitantly.

Elliot felt tears burning his eyes. He couldn't, wouldn't believe she was dead. "No, it's not her I know it's not…" Elliot said, trusting what his gut, instinct, whatever was telling him.

"We'll know after the tests." Munch reminded him.

"No!" Elliot yelled, ditching the mask and jumping off the bed, he had been given a pair of dark green scrubs by the nurse, before she started treatment. "She's alive, I can feel it." He said right up in their faces. "I know it." He told himself under his breath, before storming out of the room.

He got to the corridor and went up to the nurse's desk. "Detective Stabler, Manhattan SVU, I need to use your phone." He said not bothering to wait for a reply, he just picked up the phone and started dialling.

He was ringing Olivia's cell, he had to, just in case. His heart started to beat faster as it rang.

- - - - - -

On a boat in the middle of the water, a cell phone started ringing, down below in the kitchen the same cell spun in circles on the worktop, ringing as it's vibrations sent it whizzing round and round.

Suddenly a man grabbed it and turned the phone off, he walked out onto the deck and threw the phone over the side, it made a plop sound as it hit the water.

- - - - - -

Elliot slammed the phone down as it just went to voicemail. He tried ringing it again, this time it didn't even ring at all. "Damn-it" He yelled startling the quiet ward. After a few seconds everyone returned to normal.

- - - - - -

The man on the boat, walked back down below, he unlocked a door then walked into a bedroom, He looked at the woman that lay on the bed.

Olivia had no idea of the situation she was in, the blast had knocked her out cold, and she'd probably be out for a few days.

TBC

This isn't going to be another Olivia is a damsel in distress type story, much…

Well maybe it will be, I'm just writing what comes to my head so bare with me.

What do you think, please please review.