Alex raced over to him. "Elliot," she whispered. "Are you okay?"
He stood angrily, babbling, still holding Olivia in his arms. "I'm fine! Olivia was shot! Do something!"
The medics arrived at the scene and loaded Olivia – Olivia's body – onto a stretcher. Elliot clung to her hand. "I – I want to –" he began, but an EMT cut him off.
"She's gone."
Elliot felt faint as he watched them take his friend away. He felt numb and held his hand to the wall to steady himself as the world spun.
He felt Alex's cool hand on his shoulder and turned to face her. To his surprise, he saw the Ice Princess struggling to hold in her own tears. "Elliot," she murmured. "It was Trevor."
He nodded. He had expected this, almost.
Elliot turned away. Feeling anger bubbling inside him, he extended his fist and punched the wall as hard as he could. He hit it once, then again, and again, and again.
Alex grabbed his wrist and pulled him away. "Elliot, he tried to shoot you."
Elliot's head snapped up and he yanked his arm away from Alex. "What?"
Alex's clear blue eyes watered. "Trevor had his gun pointed at you, Elliot. It all happened so fast! I tried to warn you, but I couldn't – you didn't hear me. She turned you around so the bullet would hit her instead!" Alex took a shaky breath in a futile attempt to calm herself. "She wanted to die."
"No," said Elliot hollowly. "She wanted to save me. She thought –" He couldn't go on. He buried his face in his hands and rubbed his eyes.
Alex shook her head. Her hands shook and the cool, collected ADA finally broke down. "She – she was always – always trying – trying to be so brave. So fucking brave! She wanted to be a hero! Well, now she got her wish. She got her fucking wish! Just look – look – you always wanted to save people but at what cost? Oh, Liv!" She fell to her knees and buried her head in her hands.
Elliot didn't know how to comfort her when his own heart was breaking.