Silent Abduction

Ch. 9- I'm Not Dead Yet

A/N: Sorry I haven't update sooner. Ugh Freshman year of High school is very stessful. Between school, HW, clubs, and doctor appointments, I rarely have time for myself! Unfortunately, that means I have less time to write. I know these chapters are really short. I'm sorry, but again I don't get a lot of writting time. Anyway I hope you still like this chapter.

Ch. 9- I'm Not Dead Yet!

“Olivia Benson female, age: 32, GSW to right shoulder!” A woman reports.

“Alright, get her on the table, now! Ready? Three, two, one,” a doctor counts as he and four others lift Olivia’s limp body onto the O.R. table.

“Bullet went through her front, out her back,” the same woman says.

“Alright, let’s get her patched up, she’s already lost ample blood,” the doctor says as he picks up his surgery tools.

“Elliot, look man. There’s nothing’ more you can do,” Fin says, he says trying to get Elliot to sit down. Elliot keeps pacing back and forth.

“Elliot! Fin! How is she?” Their captain, Captain Cragen, and Munch burst through the doors.

“I don’t know, the darn doctors won’t tell me anything!” Elliot says too quickly.

“Whoa! Slow down, what happened?” Captain Cragen asks.

“There was a stand off, the perp put a gun to Olivia’s head. I wasn’t there with Elliot, I was upstairs when I heard the gunshots.”

“One of the younger officers, he probably got stressed or whatever. He um shot Olivia by accident in the shoulder. Then I guess one of the S.W.A.T. guys heard the shot, and he shot his gun. The perp died instantly, bullet to the head,” Elliot says, recalling on his memory. Captain Cragen, Fin, and Sharp took their seats on the uncomfortable, plastic, black chairs. Elliot continues to pace back and forth. All the events, from two days ago are racing through his brain. The kidnapping is first in his mind. “Why didn’t you charge your darn phone, you dumb idiot. If you had, Olivia wouldn’t have been taken!” Elliot mumbles quietly.

Cragen glances at his solemn detective, “Elliot it’s not your fault. It’s the man who took her; it’s his fault. It’s not yours, hers, or anyone else’s.”