"Liv? .. LIV! Munch, Fin, have either of you seen Olivia?"

"It's not our day to watch her Stabler," Fin replied.

"I believe the fact that she is your partner, means that responsibility falls on you my friend," Munch added.

"She was supposed to be here an hour ago and she's not picking up her phone. I'm going to go check on her and make sure she is ok. Let Cragen know, please?" Elliot called out as he was heading out the door.

Elliot arrived at Olivia's apartment to find her door partially open. He immediately sensed something was horribly wrong. He entered cautiously, with his gun drawn. Her apartment was trashed, obvious signs of a struggle, dining room chairs on their side, couch cushions on the floor, pictures knocked over. Elliot headed back to the bedroom, clearing the house on his way back. He didn't want any unwelcome visitors getting the drop on him.

When he got to the bedroom he saw Olivia lying on the floor, with one leg up on the bed. She was wearing ripped panties. Her T-shirt was next to her on the floor. Elliot's heart skipped a beat as he tried to catch his breath. He quickly cleared the room and called into his police radio for a bus. He kneeled on the floor next to his partner. His hands were shaking as he placed two fingers on her neck, he was relieved to find a pulse. She was not responding to her name or his touch. There was a large bruise on the right side her stomach, with a fairly large cut running through the center of it.

Elliot covered his partner with a blanket from her bed. He stroked her hair gently, whispering her name. "Liv, Olivia. Hang on. Hang in there. The ambulance is on its way." Time seemed to be standing still. Just as Elliot was considering taking her to the hospital in his own car he heard the sirens.

Olivia's apartment quickly filled with police and EMTs. SVU was arriving as Elliot was getting into the ambulance with Olivia. He caught Cragen's eye for a brief moment but neither of them spoke. Once at the hospital it was a waiting game. Elliot sat in the waiting room while the doctors checked Olivia out.

"Detective Stabler?" the doctor called.

"Here!" Elliot hurried over to the doctor. "How is she?"

"She should be just fine Detective. There are no signs of rape but she does have a concussion and she's pretty banged up. We had to put 12 stitches in that cut on her stomach..."

As the doctor was talking to Elliot a nurse came out and informed them that she was waking up and asking for Elliot. Both the doctor and Elliot rushed into her room. Elliot gently took her hand as the doctor checked her out further.

"Everything looks ok. I'll give you guys some privacy," the doctor told them as he left the room.

"El," Olivia said, as tears started to run down her cheek.

"I'm here Liv, everything is going to be ok," he said as he gently squeezed her hand and brushed her hair out of her eyes.

"El, what happened?" Olivia managed to ask through tears.

"You don't remember?"

Olivia shook her head.

"Don't worry, we're going to find out," Elliot said, gently stoking Olivia's hair, "we're going to find out," his voice trailed off.