Authors Note: WOAH! SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! I apologize for the crap shortness of this chapter... But I promise more is coming! I just moved out of my old place and I no longer have regular access to a computer so I'm stuck writing my stories the old fashioned way and then attempting to type them up when I can. Please forgive me...

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"Elliot. Elliot. Stop pacing. You're making me dizzy." Fin tried to convince Elliot to calm down. Elliot ignored him and continued to pace.

"Cragen's on his way." Munch tried to distract Elliot. The efforts failed again.

"I- I'm gunna check in with the doctors." Elliot muttered and wandered off down the hallway. He approached the desk outside the emergency wing. "I'm looking for an update on Detective Olivia Benson." He murmured to the nurse sitting behind the counter. She arched her eyebrow at him and sighed.

"And who are you?"

"I'm her partner… I really need to see the doctor. It's concerning a condition Detective Benson has." He lied.

"Well, I'm sure the doctor would rather speak to her next of kin." The nurse commented. Elliot shook his head in disagreement.

"She has no next of kin. I'm her emergency contact."

"Okay… well, I'll call into the trauma room. See if someone can come out and talk to you."

Elliot tapped on the counter and nodded. "Thank you."

He watched as the nurse picked up the phone and dialed. She turned her back to Elliot so he was unable to hear her conversation. Elliot's gaze wandered around the beige hallways and down the hallway with doors that shouted "AUTHORIZED PERSONEL ONLY". The young nurse captured his attention again when she hung up the phone.

"I'm sorry Detective but everyone is busy working on your partner. No one can come out yet." Elliot frowned at the nurse. He started to feel his chest tighten and his heart beat faster.

"Why are they so busy? What's going on?"

"I'm sorry but a doctor will have to update you."

"I need to know what's going on with my partner."

"Sir, please go to the waiting room and someone will come and update you as soon as they can."

Elliot could feel his heart pounding and his face getting warmer with each passing moment. He could hear the pulsing in his ears. It was uncomfortable and causing the room to spin. Elliot shook his head, "No. I'm not waiting." With that remark, Elliot rushed past the desk and through the doors that said he was prohibited from entering.

"Sir! You can't go in there!" The nurse ran after him but he was able to out-walk her and he found himself stare through an open door that people dressed in scrubs were hurrying in and out of. Machines blared loudly and angrily at the room. Proclaiming the distress that Olivia was in.

"Her BP's dropping! Someone call the blood bank! I need 2 liters of O-Neg. Someone call up to neurology, get Dr. Popkin down here now!"

"BP is 60 over 40."

"Push one of epi."

"Pupils are equal and reactive." Elliot stared as a young doctor rubbed her fist in the middle of Olivia's chest.

"We need to get her to CT- now!"

"She needs to stabilize first! Epi is working, BP is coming up."

Elliot felt his head spinning. He didn't even notice the nurse pulling on his arm and trying to persuade him to leave.

"Let's get her up to CT. Dr. Popick is waiting there." The youthful woman who appeared to be managing the room declared stridently over the now stabilized beeping of the machines hooked up to Olivia. She then turned and caught Elliot in her eyesight.

"I'm sorry sir, you can't be back here. Mia, get her out of here."

"I'm trying Dr. Hammond."

Elliot frowned and stepped through the double doors. "I can't leave. She's my partner."

"Detective, we need to bring her upstairs to do more tests. To understand why she isn't regaining consciousness."

Elliot nodded in agreement but he walked over to the gurney Olivia laid out on. Exposed and vulnerable. He placed a hand on her stomach and one on her forehead. Blood trickled down her face from a large gash on her hairline. Elliot was surprised to see tears on her cheeks. She was in pain. He closed his eyes in distress. "Please wake up Liv…" He whispered. He then turned to the doctor. "She's pregnant. 3 months. I just wanted to make sure you knew that… and make sure you were checking on the baby."

Doctor Hammond nodded solemnly. "We did an ultrasound of the belly to check for any bleeds."

Elliot looked up at the doctor. "Is the baby okay?"

Doctor Hammond nodded again, "Strong steady heartbeat."

Elliot felt like a rush of relief hit him like a ton of bricks. He nodded, thankful for the small piece of good news.

"Detective, do you want to call the father?"

Elliot swallowed and shook his head, "Uh, no. Any information you have needs to come to me. And she didn't want anyone else in our squad to know about the pregnancy so discretion is appreciated."

"Of course detective." Olivia was wheeled away from him and he was left alone in the green trauma room except for the nurse who had tried to stop him.

"Sir, you need to go back to the waiting room."

Elliot slowly nodded and tried to bite back the burning tears that threatened to spill from his eyes.

Hazy, white light filled Olivia's brown eyes. She could feel the heaviness of her eyelids slowly blinking. The foggy whitness started to form into shapes and her eyes focused on the bright green lights coming from the machine monitoring her vital signs. Beeping and breathing filled her ears. She sluggishly tried to lift her head but it was too heavy. She whimpered, praying that someone was there to hear her. She felt light pressure on her hand and Elliot's face appeared before her eyes.

"Olivia? Are you okay? Can you hear me?"

"Mmhm." It was if the sound from her throat caused a shooting pain through her body. She arched her back and moaned in grief. Her hand clutched Elliot's tighter and her eyes found his. She could feel the tears dripping off of her cheeks. She had never felt so out of control of her body. The weight that held her down was so oppressive that she could not help the tears that were spilling from her. She was so aware of the pain but had no idea how to stop it. She choked on the painful sobs that were rising from her chest. She launched her body up from the hospital bed and Elliot caught her shoulders with his hands.

"Woah- Liv, lay down. Olivia, it's ok."

A rough sob escaped from her body and she rested her face in Elliot's shoulder. Her body shook with weeping and Elliot attempted to sooth her.

"It's okay Liv… you're okay. The baby is okay…"

Olivia's tears soaked through Elliot's shirt and mixed with the sweat from his worry. She slowly regained her composure and tried to push the fear from her body. She placed a hand on her stomach and closed her eyes. She had been so close. So close to losing everything.

"It's not okay." She whispered with her tired voice, "That- that was too close El… I can't be working while I'm pregnant."

Elliot was able to keep the smile from his lips because he understood the weight of Olivia's statement. She was admitting defeat. Elliot nodded his support and he squeezed her hand. He leaned in and kissed her softly. He was terrified to hurt her. The nasty scratches on her forehead, cheekbone and chin were heated and crimson. Sickly yellow bruises surrounding the clotted blood made the marks seem angrier than they were. Deep blue bruises covered her arms and legs and Elliot knew they would go through a long recovery process before Olivia's olive skin would return to its full glory. She was a disaster.

"We will talk to Cragen as soon as you are up and on your feet."

AN: Sooooo.... I just moved... and a good housewarming gift is an eensy review! I can take it anywhere I go!