Authors note -

This is a little something I came up with at about 2:40am. I know - I'm insane.

Anyway, I hope you like it. It's post whatever ep it was where Olivia's mother died. If anyone has the name, number or season that would be great. I'm also looking for a new title so suggestions would be fabulous.

Disclaimer: It's 3:10am. If I really owned them I wouldn't be sitting here typing. I'd be in some nice, fluffy studio with real people and everything.

Okie dokie, you know the drill...

Olivia fell back into the seat in front of Cragen's desk.

"I'm sorry Olivia." He said as he began to walk around to comfort her.

Cragen rested a gentle hand on her shoulder, causing Olivia to snap out of her trance.

"I - uh – I-," She began, "I need to- I need to go." She quickly stood and left the small office. She walked to her desk and grabbed the few belongings that she needed before reaching for her coat. She turned towards the exit, only to come face to face with Elliot.

"You okay, Liv?" He asked.

Olivia meant to nod her head, instead shaking it in the negative.

"What, what's wrong? What happened?" Elliot asked; his voice full of concern.

Olivia shook her head again and gave the same excuse as before "I need to go."

She pushed past Elliot and headed for the elevator. She hit the down button vigorously before hearing a 'ping' which indicated that the elevator had reached her floor. She quickly stepped on and repeated the process from before hand by tapping on the 'B' button.

Before too long she was stepping of the elevator and into the car park. She made her way to her car and got in, fumbling with the keys in the ignition.

"Fuck!" She cursed out loud as she dropped her keys.

She hit the steering wheel in desperation before retrieving the keys from the floor and trying once again, to start the car. With success, Olivia sped out onto the street, barely acknowledging the other cars around her. She turned on the radio and she fled down numerous streets of Manhattan, not entirely sure where she was heading. The song 'How to save a life' filled her ears.

The lyrics tore at her heart, pain ebbing at her chest before bursting from her lungs in sobs which filled the car and went along with the music. She cried and allowed her tears to blur her vision, not giving a shit about various objects that a speeding car could hit, sending her to the same place she assumed her mother was right now.

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend?

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life…

Elliot sped through the streets after her, noting the erratic movements her car was making as she swerved and dodged other occupants of the road. He didn't have a clue where she was going but he knew he had to stay with her.

Drive until you lose the road

Or break with the ones you've followed…

Olivia cursed herself as her emotions played out in her driving through the streets. She noticed some traffic lights coming up and was about to slow down before seeing them flicker green. She moved her foot back to accelerate and picked up speed. She didn't notice Elliot's breaks scream in the back ground, she didn't notice the face of the five year old boy on the street corner, she didn't notice the headlights of the car coming at her to her left, she didn't notice the look of horror on the drivers face and she didn't notice the last line of the song being whispered around her as the unmistakable scream of metal on metal encased the world in an eerie cone of silence…

How to save a life…

Sorry it's a little short but that will have to do for now.

Anyone want to know something interesting?

I hate blue pens.

I actually like anchovies - I disovered that tonight.

I bite my nails.

Slugs/snails/worms/millipeads/centipeads/anything else with no legs or 100+ legs scraes the absolute crap out of me - I scream.

The other day I danced around in the pouring rain just so I could see what it feels like to get drenched in the rain.

Also, If you review I'll smile alot...and it's 3:15am I'm not very smiley.

'falls flat on face on keyboard'


'Sits up with 'f', 'y', 'n' and 'g' keys stuck to forehead.'

Nighty night...morning...