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Elliot blinked once, twice, and then stood up and walked angrily towards the door of her hospital room. He searched around and pointed at the first hospital personnel that he saw in a white coat.

"You. What the hell is wrong with her?" He asked, pointing back towards her room.

"Excuse me?" The young man asked.

"Elliot."

He turned to see his captain coming towards him.

"I was hoping that I'd get back before you got here. The neurologist is on his way. He'll explain everything."

"Neurologist?" he asked in disbelief.

"Come on," he took his arm and pulled him to sit beside him in the chairs outside of Olivia's room.

They sat in silence and waited for the doctor to show up. Several minutes later, he was there standing before them, extending his hand. "Mr. Stabler, I'm Dr. Heart."

Elliot stared at him before responding, "What's wrong with her?"

"Olivia is suffering from a severe case of post traumatic-retrograde amnesia."

"What does that mean?"

"She doesn't remember very much. From what I have assessed, Olivia is unable to remember the past ten or more years of her life."

The years that included him in her life. "How?" he asked, defeated.

"From what I've read in her report it was her collision with the pavement. She hit her head very hard. This kind of Amnesia isn't uncommon with skull fractures."

"So how do we fix it?"

"That's thing. We might not be able to fix it."

"What?"

"Amnesia is a very tricky thing. Some people regain their memory in a few days. Others months or years. Some none at all."

"So wha-what do we do? How is… How is she supposed…" He couldn't fathom this. He couldn't understand this.

"We wait and see. I've contacted a psychologist that specializes in dealing with patients that have abruptly lost their memory. He's going to be administering her psychotherapy sessions and we're going to prescribe her some Amytal for awhile to see if that does anything to help her recapture her memory. And from here on we just ease her back into her life slowly. Day by day we reintroduce a part of her life to her and we just take it from there. Remember don't expect too much from her. Baby steps. "

Elliot sighed defeated.

The doctor's pager went off and he silenced it quickly. "I'm sorry sir, I have another patient to attend to. " He pulled a card from his shirt pocket and handed it to Elliot. "If you have any more questions, don't hesitate to call."

Elliot took the card from him and nodded. The doctor left them, and Elliot sat in silence contemplating how his life would be. "What am I supposed to do?"

"What do you mean?"

"She's gone. The woman- the love of my… she's gone."

"Elliot, you of all people should know not to give up so easily. Especially on Olivia. She's a fighter."

"What if she doesn't get her memory back. What am I supposed to do?"

"Elliot… I don't know. What I know is that she needs you right now. You know her better than any of us. If there's anyone that can help her, it's you. You should go reintroduce yourself to her."

He nodded and stood before walking hesitantly into her room. She lay in bed staring up at the television. She turned it off when she noticed him coming back in.

"What are you doing here? Where's Andy?"

"Andy?" He searched his brain for a moment. "Andy Eckerson?"

"Yea. I know he's probably undercover, but is there some way we could reach him? I know he'd want to be here."

"Olivia. You and Andy aren't together anymore. What year do you think it is?"

"199..4?"

He shook his head. "Liv, it's 2008."

She looked at him confused, and tears filled her eyes as she tried to comprehend what her was telling her. "What about my mother? Where is she? She'd be here. Does she know I'm here?"

He hated this. He was going to force her to relive some of the worst moments of her life. "Olivia, she died… About seven years ago."

At that she let out a sob and buried her face in her hands. He moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her, and was surprised when she leaned into him as she cried. Once her tears dried she sat back up and looked up him. Something about the blue in his eyes was familiar. Comforting.

"So, who are you?"

"I'm your partner. We work together at the 1-6. Special victims."

"I was thinking about applying there. Am I any good?"

He chuckled. "Yea, you're alright."

She smiled up at him and he fell in love all over again. "Well from that kiss you laid on me when you first came in here I think we're a little bit more than just partners."

"We've been off and on for the past couple of years."

"Oh. So, um. What's your name?"

"Elliot Stabler."

"Olivia Benson," she said shaking his hand. "It's nice to meet you."

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