Chapter Six

After that, everyone sobered up pretty quickly. "Where could she have gone?" asked Elliot. "She couldn't have gone home without any money or keys."

"I'll check to see if she's outside" said Fin, moving towards the front door of the club.

Elliot pulled out his phone, and called Olivia's apartment number. The phone rang and rang, and then went to voicemail. "Liv! Liv! Answer the phone!" Elliot yelled into the phone. "Where the hell are you? Call me back the minute you get this. I know you're mad at me, but I just need to know you made it home safely."

Fin came back to the table. "The bouncer said he helped a woman get a cab about 20 minutes ago. Does anyone have a picture of her that I can show to the bouncer so I can be sure it was her?"

Elliot pulled out his phone and pulled up a photo of the two of them with Munch and Fin, taken a few months back. He ran towards the entrance, with Fin right alongside him. "Hey. Is this the woman that got in the cab?" He showed the photo to the bouncer.

"Yeah. That looks like her."

"What time was that?" Elliot asked. "Was she OK?"

"I don't know. Maybe half an hour ago." Said the bouncer. "She was drunk but she said she could handle herself. Told me she was a cop. So hey, I'm gonna argue?"

Elliot turned to Fin. "Where would she have gone? What was she thinking?" Elliot was shaking his head. "She had to have gone home. But she didn't have any keys. I am going to go to her place and see if she's there. I have a key to her apartment."

"OK, we'll stay here in case she shows up. We'll ask around; talk to some of the people here to see if anyone else saw her. Call me when you find her."

Elliot grabbed a cab and gave him Liv's address. The cab stopped in front of Olivia's apartment, Elliot paid him and he ran up to the door. He let himself in, and ran up the stairs, two at a time. He got to Olivia's door and knocked. "Liv! Open up! I know you're in there!" Elliot pounded on the door again, knowing that she could have passed out. "Liv! If you don't open up this door, I am coming in."

"Excuse me." Elliot heard a voice behind him. "Are you looking for Olivia?"

Elliot spun around, and saw the older woman that lived across the hall from Olivia. "Yes! Have you seen her?"

The woman opened her door and motioned for Elliot to come in. "She's here." Elliot followed her into the apartment and saw Olivia sprawled out on the couch, a blanket covering her as she slept.

"What happened?" questioned Elliot.

"She was sitting on the floor outside her apartment. She was crying. I heard her… I don't sleep to well anymore." She said. "So I asked her what was wrong and she said she was locked out and couldn't get her keys until morning. I could tell she had been drinking so I told her to come in and lay down. She didn't put up a fight. She fell asleep as soon as she laid down."

"Thank you. I was so worried about her." Said Elliot. He pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to Fin. Found her. Let others know. Then he knelt down beside Olivia and stroked her arm. "Liv honey. Wake up." Olivia didn't stir.

Elliot turned to the woman. "I have a key to Olivia's apartment. I am going to take her home and put her to bed. Can you open the door for me?" He handed her the keys.

Elliot gently lifted Olivia off the couch. He carried her out of the apartment, and across the hall to her apartment. He looked over at the woman. "Thank you" he said. "I can't tell you how much I appreciate this." Elliot closed the door with his foot, and carried Olivia into her bedroom. He laid her down on the bed. He pulled the covers down from under her and covered her up. Olivia moaned slightly, but didn't wake up.

Elliot sat down on the bed next to her. He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. Then he took her left hand in his.

"Liv." He whispered. "I was so worried about you. What were you thinking? Leaving the bar by yourself, drunk, without any money or your phone. Who knows what could have happened? All the horrible things we see every day…" Elliot rubbed her hand gently with his thumb. "I don't know what I would do if anything ever happened to you. I love you."

Elliot heard a knock on the apartment door. He stood up, gently placing Olivia's arm back on the bed. He looked through the peephole and saw Fin standing there. He opened the door and let him in.

"Is she OK? Where is she?" asked Fin.

"She's passed out in her room. She looks fine. But I don't really know what happened between the time she left the bar and she got here." Fin walked into the bedroom and saw Olivia lying in her bed.

"Do you think we should try and wake her? Make sure she's OK?" Fin asked. "I mean, if she's passed out, can we be sure nothing happened to her?"

Elliot moved back over to the bed and looked down at Olivia. "I don't know if we can wake her up. She's out."

"OK. Let her be. We can talk to her tomorrow I guess. Are you going to stay here tonight?" asked Fin.

"Yeah. I think I'll crash on the couch. Thanks for stopping in Fin." Elliot shut the door behind Fin. He went to the closet and pulled out a blanket and pillow. He stripped down to his t-shirt and boxers, peeked in on Olivia one more time, and crashed on the couch.