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Summary: One small action will have irrevocable consequences. E&O. Eventual M.

Her

Chapter 1

Olivia gathered her hair up running her fingers through the fine brown strands and twisting them before securing them in a clip at the back of her head. She smiled over at her partner over their conjoined desks as he was biting at the end of his pen studying his DD5. The morning had been quiet filled with time to complete undone paperwork. Munch and Fin diagonal from them were also completing their own paperwork for the most part. Munch did have his newspaper in one hand and his DD5's on his desk so it was a constant battle between time spent on the crossword puzzle and that spent on his DD5.

Cragen walked out of office interrupting their blissfully quiet morning. "We got a case." All four detectives looked up. Cragen held back his inner smile knowing that their quiet morning no matter how much enjoyed would eventually give away to restlessness. He knew his crew from Munch who swore that he hated to break a sweat but needed constant mental stimulation, Fin rough around the edges but with the biggest heart of all of them, Olivia who never welcomed the quiet because it forced her to reflect on too much, and Elliot who needed the job like air fulfilling his need to protect and make things safe. He loved them all though he would never openly admit to such sentimentality. "I need Benson and Stabler to head to Mercy to talk to our victim and Munch and Fin I need you to canvas."

Olivia reached for her jacket as did Elliot their actions a perfect coordinated mirror of one another. Munch stood and Fin joined him. The four walked to the precinct elevators laughing in a jovial mood not yet breached by whatever lay ahead of them at the crime scene.

Olivia pushed the elevator button a big smile crossing her face as she listened to Fin and Elliot talk smack about the upcoming game. Munch winked at her not much of a football fan but an avid fan of watching Fin and Elliot harass each other. She rolled her eyes back at him.

They stepped out of the elevator; Olivia and Elliot stride a perfect match even as he threw a comment back at Fin. Olivia opened the precinct doors and blinked against the sunshine. It was a beautiful day the kind of day that would come as winter was dissolving into spring to remind you of the promise of summer. It carried with the promise of brighter things an air of possibility that comes with spring. Olivia inhaled deeply crossing the road to their car. She walked over to the driver's side, keys in hand. She turned around shading her eyes watching Fin and Elliot continue on the sidewalk about the game. Munch had already walked over to their squad car and was similarly waiting for Fin.

Elliot headed across the street backward after checking the road. He smirked at Fin. "That's a bet so bring your money, Tuturola."

"Yeah, you just bring yours Stabler." Fin said heading for his car.

Olivia shook her head. She smiled taking a deep breath in the sunshine warming her face. She turned her head slightly the only one to see the car coming it's approach rapid. It was like slow motion as she dropped the keys and ran. Her legs felt like they were moving in cement she reached her hands forward shoving. There was never a second thought or a pause. No hesitation in her decision whatsoever.

Elliot felt the push the strong breeze behind him hands lifting off as his own fell hard against the concrete. There was a roaring in his ears followed by silence before a millions sounds permeated into his world the screeching of the brakes, the sound of screams from a bystander, her name being yelled out followed closely by his, and the sound of people rushing around. His hands burned on the pavement but he barely felt the sting of the abrasions as his head twisted backward and his eyes focused on her bent body several yards away. Elliot jumped up running toward her. No, no, no, not her, running thru his head like a melody from a song you could not quite shake. It felt like minutes but he knew it was seconds that he reached her side.

"Olivia!" He bent over her twisted body. There was blood pooling around her head he could feel it seep thru the knees of his pants. Her right hand was twisted awkwardly as was her left leg. Her face was pale her eyes closed. His eyes searched her chest for signs of breathing he felt some air rush into his own lungs as he saw the slight rise and fall that indicated she was breathing. His hand searched her neck seeking her pulse, it was there faint but present. He moved closer. "Liv, stay with me." He commanded.

Fin slammed his phone shut being the first to dial 911. He could hear the sirens but for once he could not discern from which area they were coming. She looked bad and there was too blood. Elliot was chanting her name and begging her to stay, Fin saw the tears that brimmed and spilled unashamedly down his face.

Munch watched Elliot breaking down and the wildly panicked look on Fin's face. "Elliot." Munch said getting no response. "Elliot, hold her neck in place. Don't let her move." Munch watched Elliot look up and nod almost glad to have a job a duty something to concentrate on instead of his dying partner who had just saved his life quite possibly at the expense of her own. "Fin, put your coat over her. We don't want her going in to shock if she wakes." Munch was desperately trying to remember every life saving thing he had ever seen or even done. "Olivia, damn it you stay with us. Do not give up!" Munch said firmly.

Fin yelled. "Over here." As he saw the medics pull up the street. He watched the paramedics as they jogged toward them backboard and supplies in hand.

"What happened?"

"She was hit by a car." Munch said watching them place the yellow backboard behind her. He could hear Elliot's continual dialogue to Olivia a now constant refrain in the background.

"Please, Liv. Please. Stay with me, please god. You are going to be okay. I'm right here, Liv."

The paramedic carefully slid a cervical collar under Olivia's neck and snapped it in place. He aligned the backboard and as a unit the paramedics lifted pushing the board under her and rolling her back on it on the count of three keeping her spine and neck stable. They lifted her up and moved quickly toward their unit.

Elliot jogged along with them his hand clasping Olivia's left hand tightly. "I'm riding with her." There was a determination coupled with the badge that stopped the medics from arguing. Elliot barely head the back doors of ambulance slam as the paramedics worked quickly. He barely heard their words he just continued his refrain for her to be okay and stay with him.

"16 gauge in left ac, first bag up wide open."

"Sinus tach at 140's. She's got a wide laceration back here approx 5cm." The medic quickly pressed gauze to halt the bleeding.

It felt like hours before they pulled up at Mercy's ER ambulance bay. Elliot followed them thru the automatic back doors as they wheeled Olivia into the trauma bay. Nurses and doctors stepped forward lifting her with the ambulance crew onto the stretcher. One nurse worked quickly moving her from the mobile cardiac monitor to the one handing in the trauma bay. They began cutting her clothes off as the ambulance crew reported off.

"40 year old female hit and run at approximately 45 miles per hour. Positive LOC, right arm deformity, scalp laceration approximately five centimeters in length, heart rate sinus tach at 140, BP is 90 palp…"

The words rushed by Elliot as the team worked on his partner he felt a hand on his arm guiding him not from the room back to a corner. "Detective Stabler, I am Amber Henley. I am a social worker here. They are doing everything they can for your partner. They have to stabilize her first so we need to stay back here. Is there any one we need to call?"

Elliot didn't, couldn't look away from his partner. "No." He whispered. Knowing that somewhere outside Munch, Fin, and Cragen were waiting. They were her family; he was her family.

He heard the doctor say something about surgery. He strained to listen then the chaos increased as Olivia monitor began to beep.

"She's in v-fib."

The doctor reached forward placing the paddles to her chest. "300J. Everyone clear!" He shocked her. Elliot watched her and the monitor continued to beep. "Again, 360J."

Elliot heard the monitor stop beeping as Olivia's heart slipped back into a sinus rhythm. The loaded the monitor and drugs onto the stretcher.

"CT, ready?" The doctor stated looking for affirmation from the recording nurse who nodded. They moved quickly with her leaving Elliot standing in the trauma room, shards of her clothes on the floor, blood, discarded gauzes, and an pen crash cart.

"Detective Stabler let me take you to the waiting room." Amber said gently.

Elliot followed numbly as she steered him down the hall past other medic units bringing in patients, people filtering past them in scrubs pushing machines, and carrying charts. The entered the waiting room over crowded with people waiting to be triaged. "I could take you somewhere, quieter?" She asked.

Elliot shook his head as he saw Cragen, Fin, and Munch approach worry etched on their faces.

"Where is she?" Fin asked.

"Is she okay?" Munch inquired.

"What are they saying?" Cragen chimed in.

Seeing Elliot's inability to process, the social worker stepped forward. "She's in radiology, we don't know her condition at this point but if you can stay with Detective Stabler, I will go check and get an update."

They all nodded as she disappeared. A few minutes later, a nurse approached them with the social worker to give them their update. "They took Detective Benson to the OR. Detective Benson suffered some serious injuries. I can show you were the waiting room is for the main OR. They will give you an update as soon as they can."

They all nodded except Elliot who was rapidly turning pale and looked like he was going to be sick. He turned on his heel and ran for the doors. He ran until he fell forward on the concrete outside the doors. He sank to his knees gasping he felt Fin's hand on his shoulder. "I can't breathe." He whispered harshly. "I can't breathe without her, Fin. I cannot lose her." Elliot's shoulders began to shake as sobs wracked his body. In stunned silence, Fin leaned down to hug Elliot. He could feel the man's pain acutely. He heard it in his words it confirmed what Fin had always known that Elliot was in love with her.

Author's note: I know this is different so I hope you like it. This is the beginning for them. Let me know if you would like this story to continue. Thank you for reading. Be on the lookout for Salvation update and new story S.V.U.=Sex Volumes Uncensored a series of naughty one shots if people want it!