HI! So my only excuse this time is that I was writing this story and then I had an inspiration to write another story. Then when I started that story I came up with another idea for a different story! CRAZY, I KNOW! But now THIS STORY IS OVER!

SEQUEL?

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Pretty Please

FINAL CHAPTER

NOW I UNDERSTAND

"SHIT!" Munch growled. "Fin, call Casey!"

"Her phone is off!" Finn hissed as he slammed the phone down on its receiver.

"What now Munch?"

"Nothing...There's nothing we can do. We'll never get there before she does. The two of them have got to face this eventually; I guess it's just going to be sooner rather than later."

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I marched my way into the waiting room of Mercy hospital scanning the crowd for Casey. It took me only a moment to spot the redhead.

CASEY

"I see you've been too busy to call me Casey!" Olivia snapped, jolting me awake.

"Olivia! What are you doing here!"

"I cane to talk to my best friend!"

"I'm sorry, but Olivia, you really can't be here!"

"Excuse me?"

"Olivia! You need to go!" My voice turned frantic as I saw Elliot's doctor quickly approaching with a smile on his face.

"Olivia...Please..."

"NO!"

"Ms. Novak" the doctor politely interrupted.

"The surgery was a success. He's still in recovery, but he'll be waking up any minute. He'll be good to go in an hour or so. In a few months Elliot will have full mobility of his wrist and fingers and he'll be shooting a gun just like before. I'll come get you when he wakes up."

"Thanks." I mumbled.

Once the doctor was a safe distance away I slowly turned to face Olivia.

"ELLIOT?" She spat. "YOU'VE BEEN COVERING FOR HIM THE WHOLE FUCKING TIME?"

"Olivia, he came to me for help. He is my friend and he was hurt." I tried to reason with her.

"BUT I'M NOT A GOOD ENOUGH FRIEND? I DON'T FUCKING MATTER?"

"Olivia, that isn't fair. He got so upset about how he treated you Liv, he lost control again. I did this to help him, but I also did it to help you. You two are lost without each other, and its been 10 years and you still don't see it!"

Her face suddenly softened as she realized that he had been hurt.

"Is he okay?" her voice quivered.

"Yeah, he just needed a small surgery to repair his broken wrist."

She looked up at me. "Who did he punch this time?"

"My brownstone."

"You're kidding?"

I shook my head with a small smile.

"He really loves you Liv. Like, REALLY loves you!"

Her eyes filled with tears. "But then why did he leave?"

"He's afraid Liv. He's afraid that you don't see him that way. He's afraid that if your relationship doesn't work out that you can't be friends anymore. He's afraid Liv, just like you."

She sighed. "I never thought in a million years that he would ever have feelings for me. I always dreamed of how wonderful it would be to have a relationship with him, but I never thought it would happen. Now that I know how he feels I don't know how to react. I thought that I would, but I have absolutely no clue Casey and I'm scared to death.

"It's okay to be scared Liv."

Moments later the doctor returned. "You can go see Elliot now."

Casey smiled at me. "Well, I know that you have a lot to discuss with Elliot and it wont do much good with the both of us here. Why don't you stay. He'll want to see you when he wakes up, not me."

I smiled. "Thanks Case. I feel terrible that I was so mean to you. You really are a great friend!"

She smiled at me once more before leaving the hospital.

10 minutes later I was situated in one of the chairs next to Elliot's bed. I held his good hand, he could be so gentle at times, and so rough and violent at others. He was unpredictable. But I know Elliot and I feel safe with him. He's my rock.

I slowly drifted off to sleep, but was jolted awake when I heard his voice. "Liv..." He groaned in an attempt to ask if I was there.

"I'm right here EL."

He did his best to smile in his drug induced state and moved over on the bed for me. I climbed in next to him and he held me close.

"I'm sorry Livvie. I just panicked. I thought that when you said 'stop' it meant that you didn't want me. I thought that I had just fucked up a 10 year relationship. I thought that I had lost you, and I couldn't face that Liv."

"Hold me El. Hold me tight. No matter what I say, don't let me go. I have a track record of trying to run away. Don't let me do it this time. I love you more than you could ever imagine." My lips brushed against his before he captured my mouth in another mind blowing kiss. This time, however, nobody was going to walk away. We both understood.