A/N: Here is the next chapter. As I have said before I am not a doctor so I could have some medical things wrong but it's just a story. Please read and review, if you want quicker updates.

Disclaimer: Maybe I should ask for it for my birthday. It would make an awesome 21st birthday present. But I won't get it, so I don't own anything or anyone except the paramedics, doctors and nurses.


Elliot watched as the search boat returned and the paramedics carried Olivia out on a gurney. Unconscious. Oxygen mask over her nose and mouth.

"Oh my God! Please tell me that she's breathing!" Elliot screamed, rushing over to the gurney that was carrying his partner.

Rushing Olivia to the ambulance, a paramedic answered him, "She is but we had to do CPR."

"Oh God," Elliot whispered and kissed the back of her cold, wet hand.

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Riding in the back of the ambulance, Elliot flatly refused to let go of Olivia's hand. He felt as if he had let her down, so he was not about to let go now.

As the paramedic did his job, Elliot occasionally leaned down and whispered encouraging, supportive words in Olivia's ear as she continued to lay unconscious. The oxygen mask still on her face providing her with precious oxygen.

"Oh Liv, please wake up. Let me look in to your beautiful brown eyes. Please," he pleaded with her, caressing the back of her hand.

"I don't think she was under the water too long, so she should wake up soon," the EMT tried to assure Elliot, as he kept an eye on the monitor, keeping record of Olivia's heartbeat.

Rubbing the back of Olivia's hand again, Elliot nodded. "I hope so," he whispered sadly, not moving his gaze from Olivia's face. Her lips still a little blue and it worried him even more.

He leaned down and kissed her forehead, just as the ambulance suddenly came to a halt and the back doors opened, revealing the other paramedic, two doctors and a few nurses.

"Forty year old female detective. Saved a young boy from drowning but got caught in the strong current. Not sure how long she was under but it couldn't have been long," the male EMT that had been in the back informed the doctors as they rushed Olivia inside.

"Sorry, sir, you'll have to stay out here," one of the doctors informed Elliot, "we'll let you know as soon as we know anything."

Sighing, Elliot nodded and quickly kissed the back of Olivia's hand before very reluctantly letting her go, praying that she'd be okay and wake up soon. Wake up for him. For him.

"Elliot!"

Elliot turned around to see Captain Cragen, Fin and Munch rush in.

"Liv okay?" Cragen asked, concerned.

Sighing again, Elliot shook his head and slumped down on to one of the plastic grey seats in the waiting rooom. "She's still unconscious," he choked out. "I should've jumped in and saved her... I should have saved her."

Cragen put a hand on Elliot's shoulder in a supportive manner. "You couldn't. It would have dragged you out too. She's strong and stubborn, Elliot. She'll be alright," he tried to assure one of his best detectives as well as himself.

Elliot nodded and leaned down. His hands hidden in his hands.

This was not how he was hoping this day would be going. He had wanted to declare his love for her properly, Elliot had not planned on yelling out his love for her at the top of his lung while she fought against the strong current of water, dragging her further away.

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"Elliot... Elliot," Olivia throught but couldn't verbalize it.

She couldn't even open her eyes but yet she could hear unfamiliar voices around her.

Listening closely to what was being said, it was medical talk, so she surmised that she was in the hospital.

Was Elliot okay?... Hang on, she remembered jumping in to the water to save young Juilian Sadler. Did she save him? Was he okay?

The voices began to fade out before she couldn't hear them anymore.

"Liv, I love you," said Elliot.

He stood in front of her in her favourite Italian restaurant. Dressed in a black suit and shoes, white shirt and a blue tie, which went with his eyes, Elliot handed her a white lily. Her favourite flower, a fact that only he had been privy to.

Taking the offered flower, Olivia grinned and gave him a kiss on the lips.

"I love you too, El," she whispered, releasing Elliot's lips, inhaling much needed oxygen. "El..."

"What is it, baby?" he asked, cupping her left cheek in his right hand and caressed her cheekbone. "Yes? What is it, Liv?"

Gulping nervously, Olivia never lost contact with his eyes. "Marry me?"

Elliot's eyes opened wide in shock. "Liv?"

"Ah, forget it," she sighed and went to walk away.

"No, no, stay here," he said and gently grabbed her waist, pulling her back to him.

"Don't worry about it..."

It had been so hard to ask him in the first place.

"No beautiful. Ask me again," he gently encouraged her. Needing her to ask him again.

Taking a deep breath, Olivia closed her eyes and slowly opened them again. Coud she ask him again? Although she'd been thinking about it, she still had accidentally blurted it out the first time.

But looking in to Elliot's calming, cerulean blue eyes, she knew it was the right thing to do. She could ask again. "Marry me, El. Be my husband."

Wrapping his arms around her waist, Elliot lifted her up and twirled around with her. "Yes. Yes, I will marry you, Olivia Marie Benson."

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With Olivia settled in a room, Elliot was finally allowed in the room. By Olivia's side. With everything that had happened, he'd forgotten to call her boyfriend and he didn't think anyone else had but he wasn't worried. He was the one who deserved to be with her.

Elliot sat down on the chair beside the bed and took a hold of Olivia's hand, being careful of the IV sticking out of the inside of her elbow.

"Wake up, Olivia. Please wake up for me. I miss your beautiful eyes and sexy voice already... So please wake up, Liv," he pleaded with her unconscious form.

She didn't wake up much to Elliot's distress but from the movement of her eyes under the lids, he could tell that she was dreaming.

He waited for any kind of distress or fear to appear on her face but it didn't. She looked peaceful and happy.

Caressing the back of her hand, Elliot asked, "What are you dreaming about, angel? I hope you're dreaming about me... Well, whatever you're dreaming about, I hope you know what I love you."

"Elliot..." a voice called softly from the doorway.

Elliot tensed at the sound of his name. It was Captain Cragen and Elliot knew that he'd heard everything he had just said. He was busted.

Don walked in and stood against a wall by the bed, near the window. "Do I need to seperate the two of you? You know you can't date as partners," he told Elliot, casually, but with a very noticeable hint of anger.

Sighing, Elliot reluctantly looked up at his superior officer and shook his head. "I love her, cap, but... she already has a boyfriend," Elliot replied sadly.

Cragen nodded. "Did you call him then?"

"No," he whispered and turned back to Olivia. "I didn't want to."

"Elliot," Don sighed, "you may love her but her boyfriend should know that she's in the hospital."

"All I know is that he is overseas right now."

"What's his name? What's his job?"

Elliot groaned and shook his head. He didn't want Andrew to be called. He has had Olivia's back for all these years, he had more of a right to be by Olivia's side then him.

"Elliot? What is his name and job?" Don asked again, much firmer this time.

"Andrew McCain. He's a Travel Writer," he explained, remembering what Olivia had told him about her boyfriend.

"Okay. I'm going to try get in contact with Andrew McCain. I'll be back later. Call me if Olivia wakes up before I get back though."

"Sure. You'll be my first call," Elliot promised and listened to him walk out, shutting the door behind him. "Come on, wake up... Please wake up," he pleaded with Olivia again.

A vibration in his jeans pocket startled Elliot and he quickly reached in to his pocket. He pulled his cell phone out to see that he a new text message, opening it, he saw that it was from Casey.

'I just heard. Is Liv okay? What hospital is she in?'

Elliot hit the reply button and typed in, 'She's still unconscious. In Mt. Sinai. ICU room 24.'

Casey Novak was Olivia's other best friend and the only other person that she's ever confided in. They become like sisters.

A few minutes later, his phone vibrated again. Casey had replied. 'Okay, thanks. I'm on my way.'

Elliot closed his phone and put it back in to his pocket. "Please Liv, wake up for me," he pleaded with her again.

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"Elliot," Olivia whispered, sleepily, running her hand along side her in the king size bed. She found the spot empty. She sat up and noticed a crib beside the wall. Their child was in there, peacefully sleeping. Quick baby soft breathing filling the room.

"Elliot... Elliot," she called and got out of the bed, only to find herself falling down some black hole. The bedroom and everything in it had disappeared. All she could see was black everywhere she looked and she could feel herself falling with no way of stopping herself. Where was she going to stop? Where would she end up? By the looks of what was in that bedroom, she had eveything she always wanted. The baby in the crib was bundled up in a blue blanket, so she guessed it was her and Elliot's son. The name above the crib in wooden letters had given it away though. Ethan. And he guessed that was probably just in the kitchen making breakfast, so what was happening now?

She just kept falling but suddenly she felt the bright lights hitting her eyelids and Elliot's voice becoming clearer. He was begging her. She could even hear Casey's voice.

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"El?"

Elliot turned to the doorway to see Casey standing there, sadly. "Liv still unconscious?"

Sighing, Elliot turned back to Olivia and nodded. "Yeah."
"She'll wake up soon, Elliot. She won't give up," Casey tried to assure him as she approached the bed.

She sat down on the side and caressed Olivia's cheek. "Come on, Olivia. Wake up for us, honey. You've got me and Elliot here and Cragen is trying to track Andrew down," she whispered and heard Elliot gasp.

"What? What happened?" She jumped off the bed and looked at him.

"She just squeezed my hand... Liv, open your eyes," he gently commanded.

"Hi," Olivia's voice greeted them and she opened her eyes slowly with a small smile. "You didn't think I would let that take me down, did you? I was just catching up on some beauty sleep."

Elliot and Casey laughed.

"You slept long enough, didn't you?"

Olivia smirked. "I had to leave you hanging," she joked and coughed. "Did someone call Andy?"

"Cragen is trying to track him down," Casey replied.

"He's in London but tell him not to come. It's nothing serious."

"Sure. I'll go call Cragen and let you two talk," she said and left.

Elliot and Olivia watched Casey leave before looking at each other. Neither knew what to say in his moment.

Olivia had heard Elliot's declaration of love and Elliot, on the other hand, wasn't sure if she had, plus although he was jealous, he did not want to ruin her relationship with Andrew... So, neither knew what to say and waited for the other to speak first.