"Okay, new theory of events," Olivia said walking from her desk to the display board. "Lucas Walker kills his ex wife, says he discovers the body to draw attention away from suspicion angle and towards the grieving husband and father."

"Phone records show four calls made between Lucas and Sharon the night that she died," Fin said walking over and handing Cragen the phone list. "The first two were forty five seconds max, the third around two minutes and the last almost thirty, made three hours before she died."

"We get a warrant to search his house," Elliot began.

"There's no way a judge is going to issue a search warrant based on what you have," Casey told them. Olivia and Elliot's eyes widened, waiting for an explanation.

"We have their son's teacher telling us that there was not meeting when he told us there was. Phone records proving that they had a conversation hours before she was killed," Olivia told her forcefully.

"And we had Pryer's body with the same COD, killed hours after Sharon and with his semen in Sharon. Not to mention that both of them are HIV positive," Elliot added.

"It's all circumstantial. You have no forensic evidence tying Walker to these murders, no DNA," Casey argued back.

"Bring him in," Cragen said plainly.

"Captain if we show him the evidence against him, he's going to lawyer up," Fin said.

"You heard Casey. If he's not under arrest, he can leave whenever he wants," Cragen said. Elliot and Olivia nodded before turning and putting on their jackets. Elliot and Olivia walked up the steps of Lucas Walker's apartment building. Elliot reached for the door when a crash was heard in the alley next to the building. Olivia glanced at Elliot before leaning over the railing, and looking into the alley where a man in a black jacket and black pants was standing over a garbage can that was rolling on the ground. Olivia looked closer at the man, and realized that it was Lucas Walker.

"Mr. Walker!" she called. "Detectives Benson and Stabler. We'd like to have a word with you." Lucas didn't move toward or away from Olivia. "Mr. Walker!" she called again. Before Olivia could call his name again, Walker reached into his pocket and pulled out a gun. "Gun!" she yelled turning the 

corner quickly back to Elliot. A gunshot pierced the cool air as Elliot and Olivia climbed over the opposite railing and around the opposite side of the building.

"1013! 1013! Shots fired at police! 1536 East 115th Street!" Elliot reported into his radio as he and Olivia reached the end of the alley. They both immediately pulled their guns out of their holsters and walked slowly around the back of the building. Elliot nodded to the right, which told Olivia to go in that direction. She leaned her back against the brick wall and peered around the corner. With no sign of Walker she walked around the corner, her gun drawn. Suddenly another gunshot filled the air and Olivia turned back around the corner and ran to the front of the building. Her heart stopped as another gunshot sounded. She stopped dead in her tracks when she found Walker standing only feet away from Elliot, who was laying on the side walk, almost motionless. Blood drenched his shoulder, and his abdomen, and seeped through his white shirt.

"Police!" Olivia shouted. "Drop your weapon!" Walker raised his gun to Olivia quickly but was stopped as Olivia fired two shots, both hitting Walker, who fell to the ground quickly. She put her gun in her holster quickly as she ran to Elliot. "SVU Portable to Central!" she yelled into the radio. "I need a bus rushed to 1536 East 115th Street. Officer down!" She dropped her radio on the pavement as she fell down to the ground in front of Elliot. "Elliot. Elliot, you're okay. Stay with me," she said taking off her jacket and pressing it onto the wound on his abdomen to try and slow the bleeding. Elliot's eyes glazed over as Olivia rested his head on her thighs. "C'mon Elliot, you're okay. Stay with me." Tears filled her eyes as Elliot lay unconscious in her lap.

Olivia paced back and forth in the waiting room. She glanced down at Kathy and the kids who were sitting in the chairs against the wall. Members of the unit filled the room, which stood sad and silent as they awaited word from the doctors. Cragen walked up to Olivia and grabbed her shoulder lightly, getting her to stop pacing. She wiped the tear from her cheek as she looked up at her captain.

"He's going to be okay," he said softly. She clenched her jaw as her eyes watered a little more. Seconds later the doors of the waiting room opened and IAB Agent Tucker and the Chief of Detectives walked into the squad room, catching the attention of the entire squad.

"Get the hell out of here," Olivia said forcefully, pulling away from her captain.

"Sorry Detective but an innocent man is dead because of the two bullets that were lodged in his chest. I need your statement," Tucker said with a slight smirk.

"He was not an innocent man, and he pulled his gun on us," she said stepping forward.

"Even so, his son is now in the custody of his grandparents, and eye witnesses claim that you shot him without any threat on your life," Tucker said.

"My partner is in surgery, fighting for his life because of what that 'innocent man' did to him," Olivia said, as a small tear clung to her eyelashes.

"That may be the case detective but I still need your statement," Tucker told her.

"Go to hell," she said turning around to walk back to the center of the waiting room.

"Failure to comply with procedure will result in immediate suspension until a statement is taken and determined truthful," Tucker said loudly across the waiting room. Olivia leaned against the back wall and stared at Tucker. After a few moments of silence Tucker stepped forward. "Captain Cragen. 

Will you please remove Detective Benson's badge and gun from her possession as she is on immediate suspension," Tucker told Cragen. Cragen closed his eyes lightly before turning to Olivia. She stood up straight and took her gun off of her holster, and badge off of her belt and handed them both to her Captain. She felt her eyes water more as she walked past her captain and out of the waiting room. Cragen handed the gun and badge to Tucker, putting them in his hands hard.

"Get out," he said forcefully. Tucker smirked lightly before turning and walking out of the waiting room. Seconds after Tucker left, John got up from his seat and walked out of the waiting room in search of Olivia. He walked down the hall and turned the corner to find Olivia leaning against the wall, her hand to her mouth. Tears rolled down her cheeks, as she turned to see John walking down the hall. She stood straight as John got closer to her.

"Olivia," he said softly as he rubbed her shoulder. She wiped her eyes before John pulled her into a hug. Ten minutes later Olivia and John rejoined the group in the waiting room. She sat in a chair, silent for the next two hours, anxiously and nervously waiting for news of Elliot's condition. The double doors opened, and the doctor walked into the waiting room. Olivia looked up as Kathy stood and walked over to the doctor.

"Are you Detective Stabler's family?" the doctor asked.

"Yes," Kathy answered softly.

"Is my dad going to be okay?" Kathleen asked quickly. Olivia stood slowly as did Cragen.

"Uh, your father sustained some serious injuries. One of the bullets lodged in his liver and the other pierced a major artery in his shoulder. Now when we brought him in he was already bleeding internally, so we did some blood transfusions and surgically repaired the wound in his liver. Now he's stable for now, but we are going to need to monitor his condition closely for the next 48 hours," the doctor explained. Olivia smiled lightly as her eyes watered and a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Is he going to recover?" Kathy asked, her eyes sad and sullen.

"The next 48 hours are crucial. If he can get through them without any major complications then recovery looks very good," the doctor said with a soft smile. "He just came out of surgery so he's going to be extremely groggy from the anesthesia, but you can see him."

"Thank you so much doctor," Kathy said, as a tear rolled down her cheek. She turned and hugged Maureen, Kathleen, Elizabeth and Dickie as they cried softly with their mother. Kathy glanced up at Olivia who was smiling at Elliot's family celebrating the good news. Kathy released her children before walking over to Olivia. She glanced down at the floor quickly before extending her arms and pulling Olivia into a hug.

"You should come to see him," Kathy said as they parted.

"No, you go. Take the kids," Olivia said rubbing Kathy's shoulder. "I'm just glad he's okay."

"You're sure?"

"Of course. I can wait out here. Go see your husband Kathy," Olivia said nodding toward the doors. Kathy smiled lightly before walking back to the kids and out of the waiting room. Olivia smiled as 

Cragen walked over to her slowly. She felt Cragen's hand rub her back lightly as the doors of the waiting room shook closed.

Olivia walked into Mark's apartment about an hour later. Elliot had fallen asleep after talking a little to Kathy and the kids and Olivia decided to go home and try to get some rest herself before heading back to the hospital in the morning. Mark walked out of the kitchen as Olivia closed the door behind her.

"Hi," she said tiredly before setting her bag down by the door. She hung up her jacket before walking into the apartment. Mark walked toward her slowly. Her eyes were red and tired. He kissed her lightly.

"How's Elliot?" he asked, concern and comfort in his voice.

"Uh, he's stable. The doctors are monitoring him closely for the next 48 hours in the event that his condition changes. I'm going to go and see him tomorrow," she told him as she walked into the bedroom. Olivia had called Mark after talking to John and told him about the incident with Tucker and her suspension. She sat on the edge of the bed and took off her boots.

"What's going on with Tucker?" he asked as he picked up her shoes for her and carried them to the closet.

"Cragen obviously doesn't want me suspended, but until I see Elliot and know for myself that he is going to be okay, I'm not going to sit in a room with Tucker and try to convince him that Walker raised his gun to me," she said before unbuttoning the buttons of her collared shirt. "If I try and give him my statement wondering if Elliot is okay, I could jeopardize my job even more if I'm not completely focused on his questions."

"Good point. What does Cragen think of it all?" he asked as he watched Olivia toss her shirt over to the laundry basket in the corner. She stood up and pulled her jeans down to her ankles as Mark walked across the bedroom and pulled one of his NY Knicks sweatshirts out of the dresser drawer along with a pair of her athletic pants.

"I mean he obviously doesn't want me suspended and hates Tucker and IAB as much as I do if not more but, he knows me and knows why I refused to leave the hospital with Tucker and give him my statement. There's nothing that he can really do about it until I give IAB my statement and they approve it through evidentiary proof." She took the clothes from Mark and slowly put them on. He sat on the edge of the bed as Olivia got dressed.

"Can I get you anything? Maybe a cup of tea?" he said with a soft smile. She nodded lightly before leaning over and bringing her hands to the back of Mark's neck.

"Tea would be amazing," she said quietly before kissing him lightly.

"Okay, C'mon lay down. I will bring it in for you," he said getting up. Olivia pulled down the pillows off of the back of the headboard before grabbing the remote control off of the bedside table. Olivia laid down as Mark left the bedroom. She turned on the television and flipped through a few channels before stopping on the eleven o'clock news.

"Olivia!" Mark called from the kitchen. He walked out of the kitchen and through the apartment toward the bedroom. "What kind of tea do you want?" he asked before walking into the bedroom to find Olivia asleep on top of the covers. He smiled as he lifted her legs and pulled the covers from underneath her and gently setting them over her body. She stirred lightly pulling the covers up to below her chin. Mark leaned down and kissed the side of Olivia's forehead so not to wake her. "I love you," he whispered before walking out of the bedroom, closing the door quietly behind him.

Olivia walked into the hospital the next morning. "I'm looking for Elliot Stabler's room," she told the nurse behind the desk.

"Just a second," she said as she typed Elliot Stabler into the computer. "534," she answered. "Down the hall on your right."

"Thank you," Olivia said as she walked down the hall. She knocked lightly on the hospital door before slowly turning the knob. She walked into the room slowly before peering around the curtain. Elliot was set upright in the bed, his arm in a sling, his eyes closed. Olivia walked around the bed, quietly and sat in the chair next to the bed, under the window. She sat, and stared at Elliot for twenty minutes as he slept. She felt her eyes begin to water slightly, knowing that he was still not out of the clear, and there was potential for something to happen. Elliot stirred as he moved his head and opened his eyes slowly. Olivia stood up as Elliot blinked, adjusting to the morning sun coming through the window.

"Hey," he said in a soft, raspy tone. "What are you doing here?" Olivia raised her brow walking closer to the bed.

"What do you mean what am I doing here?" she said with a soft smile as her eyes continued to water slightly. "My partner was shot twice and I want to make sure that he's okay." Elliot smiled lightly as he looked at the wall In front of his across the room. "How are you feeling?"

"Okay. Just tired and groggy," he answered.

"Well I'm going to let you rest. Kathy called me this morning and she and the kids are coming around 10:30," she told him. Elliot nodded. "And I'm sure everyone is going to want to come and see you later today."

"Sounds like a plan," he said with a soft smile. "What the deal with Walker?" Olivia glanced down at the floor.

"About that," she said looking down at the floor. "He's dead. And I am under investigation for his murder by IAB." Elliot's eyes widened as he set his head back against the pillow. "I'm officially suspended until I give Tucker my statement and they compare it to the statements of the witnesses who claim that Walker never raised his gun to me."

"Unbelievable," he muttered. "You didn't give your statement last night?" Olivia shook her head before looking down at the floor.

"I wasn't about to leave and here about your condition over the telephone because I was trying to convince Tucker that I shot Walker in self defense. I'm not going to walk out on my partner," she told him.

"As much as I appreciate what you did," he began, "get the hell out of here and get your damn job back," he added with a smile. Olivia laughed lightly as Elliot shifted in the bed.

"Alright, I'm outta here. Get some rest, and I'll be back later," she said.

"Later," Elliot said. Olivia walked out of the hospital room and back down the hall.