A/N TWO in two days?! The inspiration bug bit, and who am I to refuse?
"If that isn't an insanity defense, I don't know what is," Gerald said to Casey, after Kathy was calmed and dragged back to a cell.
"She killed two people, while trying to kill two police officers, you think she's going to get off with a slap on the wrist?" Casey asked incredulous.
"Call your boss. Kathy belongs in a psychiatric hospital."
"A strong-ass psychiatric hospital," Fin muttered.
"Complete with around the clock cuckoo care," Munch answered. Olivia and Casey shot him a withering look.
"Casey…Casey do it, let Kathy get the help she needs," Olivia said. Casey looked at Olivia, surprised.
"Olivia, I can't let a murderer walk because you feel guilty," Casey said, the shock evident in her voice.
Olivia recoiled. "This is NOT about me feeling guilty. I did nothing to feel guilty for."
"No, Olivia, god I know! But-" Casey tried to apologized, realizing her mistake.
"Just…Casey she needs help." Olivia said.
Casey sighed and nodded.
"C'mon Liv, we'll go back to the hospital to see Elliot."
Olivia lay next to Elliot on his hospital bed, their fingers intertwined. He looked down at their hands and brought Olivia's knuckles to his lips.
"What are you thinking?" he murmured. Olivia sighed.
"Kathy, about what she said." Before she could finish her thought, Elliot pulled her towards him and kissed her, hard and fast.
"Don't you dare. Don't even start. None of this is your fault. My marriage…it was falling apart from the beginning. We tried, but it was for the kids, we both knew that." Elliot cradled her face in his hands. "I love you. I've loved you from the moment I met you and I know I always will." Olivia smiled and crushed her lips back against his.
"I love you Elliot. What else do you expect after, what, 8 years, 9 years?" Olivia asked smiling. Elliot continued to play with Olivia's fingers and turned to look at her more fully in the eyes.
"Olivia Benson. It's you. It's always been you." Elliot brought his hand from under his pillow and covered their already intertwined fingers. Olivia just smiled back at him.
"That's why all my dates go bad. I'm busy comparing them to you," she said laughing.
"You were busy, you won't be having that issue anymore," Elliot said. Olivia looked at him, questioningly. Elliot pulled his hands back from Olivia's and she gasped. How she had missed it was beyond her, but while Elliot was playing with her fingers, he had slipped a silver band around her finger. "Liv…"
"Oh my god…El?" Olivia's eye were wide and her mouth was somewhere between shock and a smile.
"Marry me, Liv, Olivia, I've been wanting to ask you for so long, you really have no idea." Elliot looked at her as if half expecting her to say no.
"Yes, El, yes! Did you really expect anything different?" she asked.
"No," Elliot mumbled and pulled her into him.
Cragen walked into his office early the next day, a super gigantic cup of coffee in his left hand. He crashed into his chair and sighed.
"I hate this job," he muttered. He threw the reports to the side until something caught his eye. He picked up a small white envelope that had 'Cap. Cragen' haphazardly scrawled on the front. He picked it up, puzzled, and opened it. As he read, a smirk grew on his face and he laughed out loud, almost knocking over his coffee with his flamboyant chuckles.
Cragen dropped the note on his desk and went on to get some fresh air before the rest of his squad caught him laughing his ass off and thought he was back on the bottle.
Hey Cap…me and Olivia will be out of town for awhile. 3 weeks I think should be good. A recovery period from my injuries if you wanna call it. – El
Hi Captain, I promise to let you yell at us when we get back but until then…well, you know what they say, everyone loves a wedding. Maybe we'll go to one while we're gone…
A/N All done, wow. Honestly didn't expect it to be this long in the beginning, and I didn't expect this to be the end when I started writing this chapter. But I'm fairly satisfied with how it ended.
I'm thinking, possible sequel? Yay, nay? Maybe.