Disclaimer: I own neither show. I wish I did. Cause then I might get to meet Kirsten Vangsness and Mariska Hargitay. And that would just be plain AWESOME.

Sorry about the huge delay in this story! I know I left it with a cliffhanger, but I got so distracted with "Beauty and the Morgan" that I forgot to work on this one. I apologize :( Without further ado, here is the seventeenth chapter! Thank you for the reviews. PLEASE ENJOY AND REVIEW!

Olivia barely had time to react to Adam Laderman's knife coming down on her left shoulder. He plunged the knife straight through the skin and she gasped. A fiery stinging broke out over her skin. Her vision began to swim and she forced herself to stand. She glared at him.

"Son of a bitch," she hissed, feeling the blood gushing from her wound.

"You can't take her," he growled. "I'll die before I let her go."

She gritted her teeth and shook her head. "Then I guess you'll die."

Launching herself forward, she knocked him down by tackling him. Her shoulder throbbed. Blood dripped down and stained his shirt. "You messed with the wrong team," she growled.

He cackled and poised his knife to strike again. Strangely enough, he seemed to have some training with a knife. He sliced his knife over her forearm and yet another vicious stinging broke out over her skin. "No, I messed with the whore who ruined my life!" The blade shot forward again, but she dodged him. "You're innocent in this...you don't have to die. Just leave me with Amanda!"

"Innocent? What about all those innocent women you killed? They were innocent too!" she shouted. Her fist connected with his face and he stumbled backwards, barely able to stay standing. "Just like Penelope is...she's not the woman who hurt you!"

"All of them are evil, seeds of sin!" he hollered. Brandishing his knife again, he shot forward and plunged his knife into her side, between her vest. The blade had slid between her ribs and she finally fell backwards into the wall. A cry of true pain escaped her lips.

"Olivia!" Penelope cried as she slumped against the wall.

"FBI! Put your hands in the air and drop your weapon!"

Olivia glanced up through her agonized haze and saw Derek standing in the doorway, his gun trained on Adam Laderman. She saw his gaze flick to Penelope and the clear pain in his eyes at the sight of her. Laderman just laughed. "So...Derek...in the flesh," he chortled. "It's an honor to meet you!" He bowed his head. "I'm so glad we could get together! Did you come to have a little fun with our darling here too? She's waiting for us!"

"You son of a bitch! I'm going to kill you for what you did to her!" he bellowed.

"Just try," he hissed. "I've hurt both these ladies. Would you rather kill me than help them?"

"I could just shoot you and be done with it."

"You would do anything for the woman you love...wouldn't you?"

"Yes." Derek glared at him with a look that could freeze blood. His answer was swift and sincere. His eyes flicked to Penelope and he saw the tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I love you, too," she murmured. Then her eyes closed and Derek felt his heart shatter. Was she breathing? Was she - dear God, no! - dead? He had to get to her immediately. But with Laderman still in the way, it was near impossible. He had to get him out of the way somehow.

Adam whirled around to face her and he hissed, almost snake-like, "You bitch!" And then he started towards her. But before he even made it close to her, Derek fired his weapon, hitting Laderman square in the back. He dropped to the ground, a howl coming out of his mouth. But he stayed down, the bullet having hit him in the spine. Shooting into action, Derek shouted into his earpiece, "Officer down! We need the medics up here immediately!" He glanced at Olivia. "Liv, are you okay for now?"

She gritted her teeth and nodded. "Take care of Penelope," she said. "I'll be fine until the EMTs get up here."

Derek didn't waste a second before going to Penelope's side. She was still as death. He put his fingers to her pulse; it was there, but it was weak. "Penelope! Baby Girl, can you wake up for me? Please!"

She remained still. He took a moment to observe her wounds. They were substantial and far more serious than he ever could of imagined. Hearing the man who had done this behind him moaning about his pain made his rage go from simmering to boiling in a matter of a millisecond. "Shut your fucking mouth over there!" he roared. "You deserve every inch of pain you're feeling right now!"

"Damn you, Derek! You fucking shot me!"

"Shut your mouth before I decide to shoot it off!"

The medics entered the room as he was trying to revive Penelope. He looked up at them frantically. "Please, save her," he said.

"We'll do everything we can," one said, urging him to move out of the way. "I need you to move now sir."

He pointed directly at Adam. "If that man asks for any pain medication, don't give him any," he growled. "He deserves every second of that pain."

The EMT merely nodded.

Across the room, JJ had rushed to Olivia's side, immediately putting pressure on her wounds. "Oh, God! Olivia, how many times did he get you?" she asked in a panicked voice.

"Just a few times," she said through gritted teeth.

Elliot rushed up next. "Liv! What happened?" he asked, fear for his partner written all over his face. Rage filled his face as his gaze switched to Laderman.

"He stabbed me," she said. "I'm okay, though. Penelope was the one who was really hurt."

JJ kept her hands on Olivia's wounds. She looked to Elliot. "Can you get her shoulder while I get her side?"

He nodded. "Of course." He looked down at Olivia and murmured, "You're going to be okay, Liv. We'll get you fixed up and you'll be okay."

She smiled weakly up at him. "Yeah, El," she said with a wince. "I know I will." Glancing up at JJ, she saw the concerned look in her eye and nodded to her. "Thank you."

JJ nodded. "Of course," she said, her stomach feeling queasy at the thought of Olivia being hurt. She looked up over at the EMTs surrounding Penelope and saw a very ill looking Derek watching over their shoulders as they worked. Penelope was the one who looked worst of all; she was truly afraid for her.

Another very short one. I don't know how I feel about how it turned out, but you guys let me know! I'll try to make sure the next one is up sooner than this one :)