Searching for Her [Watty Awards 2013]

Ch. 16- Wake up My Darling

Ch. 16- Wake up My Darling

(Elliot POV)

"She's the third, to the left " Dr. Anderson said to me. I nodded, silently thanking the doctor. Despondently, I walked to where Olivia was. Before I could see her, I mentally prepared myself to see her. Although I had seen her at that old storage unit, it was really too dark outside. Even in the ambulance, I was more focused on seeing if she was still alive and telling her to 'stay with me'. I took a deep breath in and let it put again. Then I stepped into her part of ICU and looked at her frail, sleeping body. Even with the bruises, she looked peaceful lying there asleep on that hospital bed. I walked over to her side, leaned down, and gently planted a soft kiss on her forehead. Pulling a chair over to sit with her, I sat down. I took one of her hands and placed it in mine. Gently, I rubbed light circle patterns into the back of her hand. Oh Liv, why did this have to happen to you? You don't deserve this, God she's a great person.

(Olivia POV)

I could vaguely hear a voice speaking. As I laid, wherever it was I was lying down, the voice and words started to become clearer. I tried to move, but it was like I was trapped in my own body. Since my body wouldn't work I tried my eyes. Nope they didn't work either. Ugh! The speaking stopped for a minute. I felt a kiss on my head. Wait who's kissing me? Think, Olivia think. Harris...sirens...guns...Fin and the team? Oh yeah Elliot! He found me! Thank you God. I felt my hand being shifted back onto my torso. Then I started really trying to wake up. No wait Elliot! Don't leave, please! My eyelids fluttered as I unclearly saw a figure getting up and off the chair. With all the strength I could muster, I called out to him. "Elliot," I sounded weak and pathetic. My call came out more like a raspy whisper, but thankfully he heard me. He whipped his whole body to face me. "Elliot," I repeated only a smidgin louder.

"Liv! Oh thank god! I know this is kinda stupid, but how do you feel?"

"I survived, and I feel a heck of a lot better knowing you're here. Say, what took ya guys so long?" I kinda gave a chuckle. It sounded like an animal was dying, not so much like a laugh. I blame my lack of water consumption during the time I was with Harris. Come to think of it, I probably have dropped a few pounds too. I mean none of the goons or him really fed me. I only got some bread, which was hard and seemed old, and like a quart of water. "Elliot, where's the others?"

"Outside in the waiting room. You're in the hospital. Do you want me to get them?"

"No stay Elliot, please. I'll get the nurse to do it," I croaked as I reached for the call nurse button. A few minutes later a nurse came in.

"Oh, Ms. Benson you're awake. Okay I'll get Dr. Anderson. He's your doctor by the way."

"Could you please get out friends from the waiting room."

"Okay," the nurse nodded and walked out.