Hurt

It was a normal day for Elliot. Wake up, take his kids to school, say goodbye to them and his wife and go to work. Except he wasn't expecting the unexpected… when he got to work, everyone was gathered around Olivia. He wasn't sure what it was, at first he thought it was because she was promoted. He just shrugged and walked up to her. He wasn't prepared for the news…

She was bawling her eyes out… she was scared… she shivered and shook like a leaf.

She had been raped…

There was nothing he or she could do, because she had shot the bastard right in the skull. She had killed the stupid bastard. "The bastard deserved it," she bawled. "He raped me; I got out from under his grip and quickly ran for my gun. I grabbed it and shot him, right in his skull! Bastard plopped down onto the floor and died! Yes, he died!"

She screamed for attention. He knew he was the only one that could comfort her. He wrapped her arms around her and the two sat down. He held her in his lap until she stopped crying and eventually she fell asleep. He stroked her the whole time.

He comforted her and that's all she needed. She didn't need anyone else to hurt her. She needed someone to protect her and he that it would be him, not anyone else…


A/N: If you like it enough, I'll continue.