Elliot soon returned home with Olivia. She didn't press charges. She could only think of who he used to be before all of this. How much he loved and cared for her. But it was reaching a point where she couldn't take it anymore. After giving birth to a healthy baby girl who they named Emily. Olivia thought it would get better and it did for awhile. But the abuse started again. He would never lay a hand on Emily but Olivia on the other hand. He took all his problems out on her, he would black out and do terrible things to her that he swore he would never do to anyone.
One day he got home to heat Emily's cries, he picked her up and went to find Olivia. She was laying in bed clutching a picture of her, Elliot and Emily. It was their only family picture where she didn't have bruises. He thought she was sleeping and went to wake her. He was going to yell about how she shouldn't be asleep with Emily all alone in the house. Only she wasn't sleeping. Elliot shook her lightly, but nothing. He felt for a pulse, nothing. He found an empty bottle of antidepressants that he didn't even know she was taking. "No..no, no, no, no, no. Olivia woke up. Please wake up. Oh god...no..." he called 911 as tears brimmed his eyes. He did this. It was almost as if he had killed her himself. Cragen rushed over as soon as he could. The forensics team found a suicide note on the floor. It was addressed to Elliot so they let him read it.
Elliot. If you're reading this then it means I'm really gone. I'm so sorry I had to leave like this. I never wanted Emily to grow up without a mother. But I couldn't take the pain anymore. I couldn't leave you. Because I love you and I had hope that you would change. But you haven't changed and I was too afraid to leave you. I know you won't hurt Emily like you hurt me. You're a good father. You might not understand why. So you deserve an explanation. I watched the old you disappear bit by bit. When I'm was born I thought I had the old you back. Until you started hurting me again. I didn't eat. I couldn't sleep. I would've died soon anyway. But I wanted to die with the good memories in my head. Not the bad. I will always love you. I hope you can forgive me and yourself
- OliviaElliot read the letter over and over until he couldn't bare to read it anymore. He looked at Emily asleep in his arms. She looked so much like Olivia it hurt him. Melinda had to do the autopsy and some of the things she found shocked her....
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Going Under
FanfictionElliot never really put his papers in. So where has he been all this time? Undercover in a sex trafficking ring. But what happens when he takes someone a little too close to home? Have the people in the ring changed him? Or is it all an act?