I love you guys. Also, this chapter won't be that long, and neither will the next one, but- if anyone's interested- I'm working on a Part Four to my series and the first few chapters for that one are pretty long. So… um… yeah.

Chapter 6

"Three!" The four lifted Casey up onto one of the autopsy tables, almost dropping her when she screamed again. Lindsey had given them permission to move her, but was watching them like a hawk, still flailing the gun around like an idiot. Melinda came forward with the syringe again, and Elliot shoved her back, shouting, "Hey! What the hell are you doing?"

"Saving her life! Now that she's already in labor, she can't have a miscarriage, but she can still die- pain-induced cardio myopathy, which is medical speak for a heart attack unless I get some painkillers into her now!"

Despite her condition, Casey maintained enough presence of mind to slap Melinda's arm when she saw the syringe, rolling away. Olivia and Alex caught her before she hit the floor, heaving her back onto the table as Elliot shouted, "Hold her still!" When Casey tried to kick them instead, he threw himself across her feet and added, "Now!"

It took both Olivia and Alex to hold Casey's arms down, narrowly avoiding her attempts to bite them as Elliot called, "Melinda! Now!" Carefully, the doctor found the dark blue vein and stabbed her with the syringe, pushing the drugs into her system. They remained in that position for almost ten seconds, waiting for Casey's struggles to cease. Finally, she slumped back onto the table in exhaustion, gasping for breath.

"S- s- sorry," she said through chattering teeth, closing her eyes from the receding pain.

"That's not gonna last long," Melinda warned. "We have to get her out of here, now."

"Woah woah woah!" Lindsey shouted, stalking over to them. "What are you talking about? No one's going anywhere!"

Elliot glared at her, squeezing Casey's hand before yelling, "What the hell is your problem? You're here because your son died- will, she had nothing to do with his death! And unless you let her go, you'll be responsible for someone else's son dying! Is that what you want?"

"Um... no, but-"

"So what's the problem? Let her go!"

Lindsey's gaze flickered between Casey and Elliot as she hesitated, biting her lip, then nodding nervously. "All right, she can leave- but only her! No one else moves, or I'll kill... I'll kill you!" she shouted, grabbing Alex in a headlock. She may not have been able to aim, but with the gun an inch away for her head, it was impossible to miss.

Olivia reached automatically for her weapon, dashing forward in a panic. "Stay where you are!"

"Alex," she breathed, staring at her in horror. "Alex..."

"What are you waiting for? Get up and leave!" Lindsey shouted, gesturing for Casey to leave.

Elliot helped the ADA off the table, but she glared at him and forced out through gritted teeth, "I am not leaving you alone with-" She broke off and whimpered, Elliot supporting her since she couldn't walk right after getting an epidural.

"Yes, you are," he stated simply, guiding her to the door. "You are not staying here. Come on, keep walking, keep walking." She reached the door, cast him one more worried look, then stepped outside. "Love you!" he shouted after her as she was whisked into the arms of the waiting SWAT team.

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Cragen fought through the thick crowd to the woman the SWAT team was helping walk away. "Casey!" he shouted in alarm, sliding into place next to her and staring at her sweaty, bloody face, shocked. "Casey, what happened?"

"Don! Oh thank god- listen, you have to-" she stopped talking and screamed, collapsing into him. He barely stopped her from taking them both down, immediately fearful that she was the one shot. "They're all fine, but... oh god... Lex has the gun to her head, and- ah! I'm going into- oh my god- labor!"

He stared at her as she sank to the floor, one hand grasping her bloody shoulder, the other on her stomach. "Call an ambulance!" he shouted after a moment. "She was shot, I don't want to risk-" Casey's scream drowned out the rest of his order, but one SWAT rookie nodded and headed to one of the radios, calling for a bus.

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"They're bringing someone out!" Fin shouted, trying to see past the EMTs surrounding the stretcher. "Oh god, Munch- it's Casey!"

"Casey!" Munch called, fighting through the EMTs to try and see her. "Casey, what happened?"

"I'm... going into- ah!"

One of the EMTs explained, "She was shot and now she's in labor- you guys can't ride along, her contractions are only a minute apart and she's about to give birth- we're taking her to Mercy!"

The ambulance drove away, sirens flashing, and Munch and Fin froze, torn between Casey and the other's still trapped inside. "I'll go," Munch said instantly, giving Fin a small nod. He knew his partner's feeling for their ME, even if they remained unspoken to everyone else. "Call me if anything changes."

"You too..."

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Olivia looked Alex up and down as the blond stumbled back to her, barely regaining her balance after Lindsey's shove. I'm okay, she mouthed, accepting her embrace and whispering in her ear, "I'm fine, Liv, trust me."

Elliot watched Olivia hug her soon-to-be wife eagerly and wished he could do the same with Casey. He had to know what was going on with her, he had to be with her- not knowing was killing him. He fingered the blade on the inside of his belt, remembering the first lesson his Gunnery Seargant in the Core had told him and the rest of the unit. 'Rule number 9: Never go anywhere without a knife.' He had the weapon, now he just had the chance to use it.

Hesitantly, he stepped forward, immediately attracting Lindsey's attention. "Hey, what do you think you're doing?" she asked shakily, swiveling the gun to point at him- or, with her aim, at the wall behind him.

"Look I- I really need to leave, the woman that left earlier, she's my wife, please-"

"No! No one is leaving! For the last time-"

"Please, Lindsey, I'm begging you-"

"No!" she screamed, rushing forward furiously. "I've already told you, no one's leaving!" Elliot grinned slightly when he saw how close she was- close enough. He kept the knife pressed against the inside of his wrist as he took a small step forward, then, with lightening speed, pulled her close and stabbed her in the stomach. In the moment she stared at the new wound in shock, Elliot ripped the gun from her hand, backing up and pointing at her.

"Maria!" he shouted, unable to suppress a small smile. "Come on in, I just did your job for you!" Lindsey collapsed, drawing in short, pained breath, and one of the MEs actually made moves to help her.

"Wha- what?" Maria called uncertainly.

"It's Detective Elliot Stabler," he shouted back, resisting the urge to add 'you twit'. "Your hostage taker's down! And I'm walking out, so don't shoot." Glancing back at Olivia, he said, "Get Alex checked out, I'll meet you at the hospital," before dashing to the doors.

Immediately he was buffeted by the SWAT team, the commander himself actually making his way over to Elliot as he tried to get to Cragen. "What hospital?" he shouted, dodging SWAT's questions and attempts to get him away from the morgue.

"Mercy!"

He nodded his thanks and tried to get away, but the commander said, "Detective, you need to be checked out by EMS-"

"I need to be with my wife! Now, get the hell out of my way!"

Coming up next: Little hospital scene with Casey. And I'm sorry, I really meant to draw this out for several chapters, but I got bored with this fic a long time ago, so the next chapter will probably be the last.