A/N: Sorry it's taken so long to update but I admit I got a little side tracked with my story The Return. I promise the updates won't be as sporadic. That is if work will allow it. For the intrest of the story I have advanced it to a little over one year

Olivia's lungs burned for the need of more oxygen as she turned the corner closing in on the suspect. Every step she took sent a shooting pain through her ankle from where she had landed wrong a little while ago. Olivia saw the chance she needed when the suspect reached a fence he was having trouble climbing. Taking as deep of a breath as she could she used the last surge of energy to close the gap even more and grab the perp.

Olivia grabbed the man by the back of his collar and pants to pull him off the fence. Olivia felt the punch to the right side of her face before her brain could register what was happening. Caught off guard Olivia released her hold and stumbled back losing her footing. She pulled her weapon from its holster placing the front sights on the suspect as she hit the ground. She bit her tongue to keep from screaming out when her elbow met the gravel beneath her.

The suspect seeing his chance advanced on her and kicked the gun from her hand. Olivia turned her head to see what direction her weapon went. That was when he delivered a blow to the side of her head. The pain that soared through her was almost to much to bear. She struggled to focus and stay awake. She knew she hadn't called in her new location when she turned the corner so no one new where she was.

The switchblade being opened seemed to be magnified in her ears. She turned back to face the suspect with enough time to block the knife with her left arm. She screamed out as it sliced through her skin. She screamed again when she felt the knife plunge into her side.

"You know that's the same sound the women made as I sliced them up." The perp whispered into Olivia's ear "God I love that sound."

He raised the knife again to plunge it back into Olivia when she grabbed her radio and slammed it into the side of his head. It caused him to stumble but not stopping his assault. Olivia pulled back and delivered another blow. This time she could hear the crunching sound of bone when she connected with the radio.

He hollered out dropping the knife and grabbing the side of his head.

"You bitch"

Olivia wrapped her legs around him and flipped them over. Just as he landed he grabbed his knife ready to kill her. His eyes was a wide as saucers when he faced Olivia and quickly dropped his knife.

"Tell me how want it." Olivia growled through clenched teeth as she leveled her back up weapon to the kill zone between his eyes. Without removing her eyes off the suspect Olivia pushed the red button on the side of the radio, praying that would still work. Apparently it did because with in minutes the alley way was swarming with cops.

With in seconds the perp was jerked to his feet and pushed into a wall as he was handcuffed. Olivia stood on shake legs and ran her hands through her hair. This was the closest she had come in the last year to being killed. She walked over and retrieved her weapon securing it back in her holster.

"Lets get you checked out" Mark Johnson, her partner said as he guided her to the ambulance.

"I'll be fine just give me a minute"

"I can see that but lets get an ice pack on your face. I can only imagine what your husband will say when you get home."

"Nothing since I don't have one" Olivia answered frustrated that he was using this opportunity to try to find out more about her life.

"Why are all the white shirts here?"

"You pressed the red button. That sends every cop this side of the Mississippi to you. Not to mention the commissioner should be here shortly."

Olivia groaned at hearing the commissioner would be there. She knew Alex would be pacing at the hospital before she even arrived now.

"Ma'am please have a seat here so we can look you over." The paramedic said as she guided Olivia to the waiting ambulance.

"I suppose there's no way to place a bandage on me and let me go."

"No officer you were cut and stabbed. I hate to break it to you but you are going to need stitches.

"Fine" Olivia mumbled as the pain in her side was starting to get worse "Lets get this done."

Three hours later Olivia slowly made her way up the stairs to the apartment she shared with Alex. With any luck she would already be asleep and Olivia wouldn't have to answer any questions till morning. Knowing how her luck was going today she had a feeling Alex would be waiting up for her.

Olivia felt her heart skip a beat when she opened the door and saw Alex in her NYPD shirt and shorts reading a book. She had her blond hair pulled back in a pony tail and was wearing her black reading glasses. God the things those glasses did to her.

"Who did you fight this time?" Alex asked as she looked over the top of her book at Olivia and saw the bruise forming on her cheek.

"Some guy. We were backing up another unit I followed the perp down the alley and got sucked punched."

Alex stood and walked over to Olivia wrapping her arms around her waist and pulling her to her.

"I'm glad your home" Alex whispered as she kissed Olivia.

Olivia hissed when Alex seemed to tighten her hold right where she was stabbed.

"What is it?" Alex asked as she began to unbutton Olivia's shirt "I thought you siad you were suckered punched."

"I was and then um I was stabbed." Olivia whispered as she stilled Alex's hands.

"STABBED" Alex screamed as she ripped the rest of the buttons off Olivia's shirt and seeing the bandage.

"Why didn't anyone call me?"

"I told them not to."

"You told them not to."

"Baby I only needed a few stitches so there was no reason to worry you."

"TO worry me!" Alex said as she stepped from Olivia "Oh it ok for me to worry from the second you leave this house till you walk back though that door. But not when your hurt."

"No that's not what I meant"

"I tell you what when I'm important enough to you to be told when your injured on the job let me know." Alex said as she walked to the bedroom "Until then I suggest you go to the one that was important enough to call."

Olivia jumped at the sound of the bedroom door slamming. She stood their confused not sure what just happened. She thought she was doing Alex a favor by not telling her. She didn't need the added stress since she was graduating tomorrow. How wrong was she.

"Alex" Olivia called through the closed locked door. "Please open the door."

Olivia smiled when she heard the lock being turned. What she wasn't prepared for was the pillow and blanket that was thrown in her face.

"If I'm not important enough to be told you're hurt then I'm not important enough to share a bed with you. Take the couch or find another woman to share the bed with tonight. It sure as hell wont be me."

Olivia slowly made her way back to the couch. She shook the blanket out and tossed the pillow onto the couch. She lowered herself onto the couch and stared at the bedroom door. She had a feeling it would be a long time before she would be allowed back in there.