Hi guys! It's me again with another chapter. I tried to make this one longer than the first three. Anyways, here we go!
SVU
"Liv!Olivia! Where are you? Say something, Olivia!" Elliot pleaded.
Nothing except for the sound of crackling wood and debris falling me his ears.
Then he saw her.
"Olivia!"
SVU
With Olivia.
She'd been sliced, punched, and stabbed, but all that paled in comparison the the pain she was feeling now. Her whole body was tingling from being blasted across the room and into a metal beam, the ground she was laying on was sticky and wet. Olivia tried to find the strength in herself to open her eyes, but to no avail. She thought about that last thing she remembered.
"No, no, you see, detective, I have no intention of letting you two walk out of here."
Then, Clairmont took the hand free of the gun, reached into his pocket and pulled out a remote contol
"Let the fun begin!" He said, pressing the button.
Then she heard Elliot and herself scream as they were thrown in different directions.
Elliot.
Thoughts frantically ran through her head.
"Is Elliot dead? Oh,my god please let him be alive."
"Where's Clairmont?"
"Am I dead?"
Olivia thought the last one over,she felt pain which probably meant she was still alive, to some extent.
Her head is pounding; her brain reverberating off her skull in a rhythm she recognized as her pulse.
Bud-dum.
Bud-dum.
Bud-dum.
The sound was calming to her, she found it lulling her to sleep, darkness slowly closing in on her.
She didn't hear Elliot call her name.
"Olivia!"
SVU
With Elliot.
His heart clenched painfully when he saw her.
She was lying on the floor, her medium length golden blonde tresses surrounding her like a crown. Blood everywhere, scratches-a particularly nasty one near her hairline- marred her appearance. Her right arm splayed in an unnatural position next to her and blood was trickling down the side of her mouth.
He ran over to her, praying to god that his partner was okay. He reached her in an instant, his index and middle finger poised together as he tried to find a pulse.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
"No. No baby stay with me, come on, Olivia!" Elliot pleaded as he started chest compressions.
One.
Two.
Three.
Breathe.
One.
Two.
Three.
Breathe.
He felt for a pulse again, breathing a sigh of relief when he found it.
It was thready and weak, but it was there.
He looked around the room searching for a familiar piece of black plastic.
When he saw it after what seemed like an eternity, he yelled frantically into his radio,"10-13! 10-13! Officer down at the corner of 56th and 3rd! I need a bus! Now!"
Immediately he heard a response.
"Central to SVU portable, a bus is on the way, ETA is 6 minutes."
He looked at his partner, his bestfriend, and prayed harder than he ever prayed before.
SVU
Chapter four! I know it's not 1,000 words, but I felt like this was a good place to stop.
as always R&R! I love you guys! Muah!