I Need Saving [A Bensler FanFic- Editing]

Chapter 9: Surrender Benson Part 2 [Edited]

"C'mon!" Ike yelled as he tried to pull me from the car. I barely opened my eyes to look at him, before my eyes fluttered shut again. Ike yelled at me to keep my eyes open, but I was too weak and my eyes were too heavy. He quickly pulled his eyes away from me, before looking up and quickly dropping my arm and stumbling away.

"Police! Stop!" someone screamed, as they ran down the incline and sprinted after Ike and tackled him. I watched as he hit the ground hard, a loud groan leaving his throat.

"Got another one over here!" Another voice yelled, as he awkwardly ran down the incline and to where I lay. He pushed some hair out of my face. Recognition flared in both of our eyes. I opened my mouth to speak, but he shushed me quickly and caressed my cheek.

"I got you, baby girl. Don't worry," Fin spoke, as he gave me a shaky smile.

"F-fin," I whimpered.

"Shh, don't speak. We are gonna get you out of here," Fin spoke.

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"Do you know anything about her?" An EMT asked as he pressed an oxygen mask over my nose and mouth.

"Her name is Olivia Benson, she's been missing for over two weeks," Fin replied, as he held my hand. I was crying by now, from pain and happiness. I was finally free from that bastard, but I was finally feeling the pain from the accident.

"Olivia, we are going to take good care of you. I know you are scared, but everything will be fine once we get you to the hospital," He spoke, as he looked down at me. I nodded slowly before looking at Fin. 

I wanted to tell him everything that had happened. I wanted to scream about everything that bastard did to me that left my body and mind scarred. How he did horrible things to my body. Beeping came from a monitor to my left, as my heart started to pound in my chest. I was panicking and my body felt weaker than ever before.

"Olivia!" Fin exclaimed as he tried to console me. The EMT pushed him away before he started to put things into my IV. Black dots danced in my vision as my world grew dark.

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"Sir, your wife had a seizure on the ride here. She has lost a lot of blood, her left leg is broken, and she has bullet wounds to her shoulder and stomach. We managed to remove the bullet from her shoulder, but it did cause some serious damage that should heal with time. The bullet only skimmed her stomach," the doctor explained, as my medicine wore off. My eyes fluttered open, but I couldn't see anything clearly. 

"She's going to be fine, right?" Elliot asked, and the doctor nodded.

"Yes, but Mr. Stabler... There were signs of sexual assault," the doctor frowned.

"She was raped, huh?" Elliot asked, and the doctor nodded once again. I squinted at my husband and watched as he scrubbed a hand over his prickly face. I could see a beard that he had never had before.

"We ran a rape kit, and now we need to have permission to give her medicine to prevent STDs and pregnancy," the doctor replied before he turned to a nurse that had entered the room. She passed him a tablet, and the doctor sighed as he looked at it.

"What's wrong?" Elliot asked, worried.

"We ran a few blood tests on your wife. She's about two weeks pregnant. This isn't exact, but-"

"I'm what?" I coughed. Elliot turned quickly and ran to my bedside. He leaned down and kissed my forehead, but was quickly pushed back by the doctor.

"Mr. Stabler, we need to talk to your wife," the doctor spoke, but I wasn't listening to him. I looked at my husband as tears streamed down my bruised cheeks.

"I'm what?"

"It's okay, Liv. We can deal with this all later," Elliot replied before the doctor forced him from my bedside.

"Sir, please leave. We need to talk to her."

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I kept my eyes focused on my hands as the doctor explained all that was wrong with me. When he brought up my pregnancy, I shook my head and slowly lifted my eyes to look at him.

"I'm not pregnant," I spoke, stubbornly.

"Olivia, there are options. You can always choose to have an abortion, or there is adoption. I don't want to sound rude, but your body is incredibly damaged by the attack, and we do not know if you can sustain this pregnancy," He spoke, but I could barely listen. My head was spinning. 

Elliot and I wanted a baby together, but now I'm pregnant with Ike's baby. Elliot must hate me because I allowed this to happen.

"Olivia?" the doctor asked.

"What?"

"Do you want some space to think through everything?" The doctor asked, and I nodded slowly.

"Please... Can I have something for my headache? My head feels like it's going to explode," I whispered.

"Of course. I'll send a nurse in with something soon," He replied, gently touching my arm and turning to leave my room.

After the doctor left, Elliot slipped in and looked at me. He looked so old, and I felt horrible.

"Hi," Elliot breathed, as I slowly tucked a piece of blonde hair behind my ear.

"I am so sorry for what happened," I breathed.

"There is no reason you should be apologizing..." Elliot trailed off as he sat on the chair beside my bed.

"I didn't fight him hard enough, El."

"Liv, you did what you had to do to stay alive. You weren't staying there because you like him or something... You were waiting for the right moment to escape, and you did just that," Elliot spoke, as tears burned my eyes.

"El, my body liked it," I whimpered.

"It was a chemical reaction, Olivia. You didn't like it at all," He replied, as I started to sob. Elliot quickly climbed onto the bed with me and held me close. He kissed my head softly, before just resting his lips against my temple.

"You aren't mad at me?" I hiccupped.

"I could never be mad at you, Liv. I love you too much," He replied.