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Cragen had called about twenty minute ago to say he was on his way and I couldn't help but smile. Even through the pain my shoulder was in I was thrilled that Bailey was safe. I couldn't wait to see her and hold her.
"He's here," I said pointing to the window where Cragen was standing.
Elliot got out of the chair and wobbled his way to the door. He was still recovering from his wound but the doctor said he would be just fine.
"Where's Bailey?" When I didn't see Bailey in Cragen's arms I started to panic. He promised he was going to bring her!
I heard Cragen sigh and I could see that he was distressed. "I don't want you to panic," he began, "But Serena wasn't the only person there that night."
"Where's Bailey?" I asked again. The panic was getting worse and I was expecting to hear those terrible words come out of Cragen's mouth.
"She's missing."
"Missing!? How could she be missing! She was in the bathtub! She was safe! She was with Mrs. Watson!" The tears pricked in my eyes and I looked over at Elliot who was sitting there in silence.
"Mrs. Watson was shot and before we got theres Bailey was gone. I have every member of the NYPD looking for her and Rebecca Hendrix," Cragen informed.
That's when I lost it. My child was missing after everything I went through to save her. I had been lying in bed all night where she was God knows where with some crazy murderer.
"I have to find her." I started ripping the IV out of my arm and stated climbing out of the bed.
"Liv," Elliot said putting his arm on my good shoulder to stop me, "Stop. You can't do this."
I looked up at him with my tear filled eyes, "My baby is missing! Don't you get that? She is missing! She isn't with me! I need her! I need to make sure she's okay!"
I saw Elliot's tear slip down his cheek and I knew that he was feeling just how I was. Confused, scared, pissed… everything. He wrapped his arms around me careful not to bump my shoulder and whispered, "We will find her, okay? I promise. We will find her alive and healthy."
"This is the number one priority right now," Cragen informed after clearing his throat, "Fin and Munch are at the hospital right now talking to the doctor's and a couple buddies of mine have gone to search Rebecca's home. Casey has already gotten us all the warrants we need."
"I shouldn't have opened the door," I said, "I should have just stayed inside. I should have protected them. Mrs. Watson is dead and it's all my fault."
"Liv, this isn't your fault. You did what you had to do," Cragen said.
I shook my head, "What am I suppose to tell her husband when he gets back from his work trip? They were married were 32 years."
The mention of her husband made me realize how much I had on the table to lose. Elliot had been shot and he could have died. I saw him lying there with the crimson blood surrounding him. I saw how sorry he was that he was shot and couldn't protect us. Our only child was missing right now and she was the bon that had gotten us through so much already. I couldn't lose her and I wasn't about to let some jealous bitch take my kid.
"My mom's place," I whispered.
"What?" Elliot asked looking up at Cragen.
"Check my mom's place."
Cragen looked confused so I explained further. "My mom was mad because she said I left her. She wanted to keep me in the house. Maybe she took Bailey and now she thinks she can keep her in the house. Maybe she let Rebecca stay there."
Cragen nodded, now understanding. "I'm on it. Don't worry. We are going to find her."
He left after that and I knew that he would do everything he could to get Bailey home safe and sound. That wasn't the point. The point was I felt like a failure. I let my child down. I should have seen that gun. None of this would have never happened.
"It's not your fault," Elliot said interrupting my thoughts.
I didn't say anything. How did you explain to someone how you felt after your child was missing? There were no words to describe it. You are just a ball of emotions all rolled into one. I was furious and sad and scared. I couldn't get the worst to get out of my head.
"She'll be okay," Elliot said again, "She'll be okay."
"What if she's not?" I asked him. "What if she's not okay? What if Rebecca kills her?" I choked on the words coming out of my mouth, "What then? I can't live without her Elliot. All this is my fault. I never should have left her alone! Why did I leave her?"
"Hey," Elliot said with his voice breaking softly, "Look at me. I know you hate Rebecca and I do too. Do you really think she would k-kill Bailey though? You think she's strong enough to do that? I don't. So I have faith that Bailey is going to coming home just fine."
I sighed and swiped angrily at my tears. "I'm going to kill that bitch when I get my hands on her."