Chapter 9

Olivia sat with Liza in Elliot and Fin's room. Olivia sat on the bottom bunk holding a small bag of ice to her cheek. Liza sat next to her.

"Why don't I get you some more ice?" Liza suggested, seeing the ice she had melting, water trickling down Olivia's arm. Olivia nodded. Liza left as Elliot came in.

"How is she?" Elliot asked quietly as the two stood in the door way.

"Talk to her. She needs someone to talk to" Liza suggested as she shut the door while she left. Elliot sad down next to her on the bunk, taking in a deep breath.

"How's it feel?" He asked as he turned to face her better.

"Ok" she spoke quietly.

"I have to tell you something…" Elliot looked away again.

"What?" Olivia asked concerned, her facing him now. He stuttered a few times before he spoke.

"I'm sorry."

"…oh. It's ok. It's not like it's the first time I've been dumped or prayed on" Olivia looked away.

"I mean, I'm sorry I didn't listen to you" Elliot continued.

"What you mean?" she frowned.

"You told me to leave you alone, and I didn't…"

"Elliot you were doing what you thought was right, and you were right!"

"… no. I stayed behind for selfish reasons."

"Like what?" Olivia asked facing him again.

"That doesn't matter any more. I just want to get you home, safe and sound" Elliot smiled as she looked up at him and then away again.

"I don't want to sound… weird or anything… but… why does this happen to me?" Olivia held back tears and a quivering lip. Elliot stayed quiet.

"When I was a kid, I did my share. I got past my mom and her drinking. I became a cop. Before she went back on alcohol, before she died, we talked. The first time we'd ever talked. The one thing she said was she wanted me to get married- to be happy. I told her I didn't have to be married to be happy… she smiled at me… and she said how happy were you without a father?..." Olivia sniffled, trying to keep her voice from shaking more.

"When John asked me to marry him… there was no doubt in my mind… after all these years I'm still trying to make my mother happy… I didn't want to marry him Elliot. I felt like I had to. I still do."

"Why? Why would you think that?" Elliot asked.

"… you don't understand, but Fin and Munch do. And Cragen does. It's hard Elliot. Especially for me, especially for a woman. You know how many jerks and perverts want to be with me so they can hear about the rapes. They get off on that." Olivia shook her head.

"I don't need a man to make me happy… but I need someone to be there for me" tears started to fall down her cheeks. Elliot sat closer to her and wrapped his arms around her. She hugged back as she cried into his shoulder.

"Olivia, you're the strongest person I've ever met. You're caring, and beautiful, and you'll make some man very happy one day. It might not be tomorrow Liv, but you'll find someone." Elliot reassured her as he pulled away a little to look at her directly. He wiped the tears off her cheeks as she took in shaky breaths.

"Come on why don't we get out of here. I think it's time to go home" He suggested. She nodded. He stood up first, then helped her up. He got the bag of ice for her, which had practically been all melted, and he looked around real quick to make sure they weren't leaving anything behind.

"Elliot" she said stopping him before he opened the door to leave.

"Yeah?" he took a step away from the door and closer to her.

"… I think I've already found someone"

The End.

thanks for reading this- i hope you all enjoyed it. look for more updates on my other stories! Love, -Vj