I Need Saving [A Bensler FanFic- Editing]

Chapter 29

My three children laid in bed with me as I watched the news in silence. Elliot was plastered over many of the channels, saying that he was a dirty cop, and it made me pissed at everything. In the middle of one bit of coverage on the case, Emily woke up and looked at the TV, and she started to cry.

"Momma, what did Daddy do to be treated like this?" She sobbed, and I pulled her onto my lap and held her close.

"Baby, don't worry." I breathed. I hated the age that she is at. She had started to notice that the world is harsh. That we try our hardest to be heros, but people hated us for it. She could see that the world isn't as sunny as it once was.

"Momma! Daddy is in jail! Why are people saying her is bad?" She asked, and I ran my hand through her brown curls and let out a small sigh.

"You remember the bad guy that hurt me?" I asked, and she frowned deeply before nodding.

"Yes, and when you came back Rena was in your belly." She replied and I nodded as I looked over at Serena.

"Yeah, but that bad guy, he has a daughter, and Daddy found out and was angry, so he went and hurt the bad guy." I replied.

"But Daddy was just doing what he's supposed to, right?" She asked.

"He was doing it because he's still angry at the man. But he shouldn't have did it, so he got in trouble." I breathed.

"Is Daddy going to come home?"She replied.

"Yes, Daddy is going to come home." I replied. She sat in my arms and cried for a little bit longer before my phone rang. I reached over and grabbed it.

"Benson." I breathed.

"Olivia, it's Rita. Casey got the bail dropped. I'm bringing Elliot home right now." She spoke, and I let out a sigh of relief.

"That's so much, Rita. I'll meet you outside." I replied.

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I went downstairs and waited outside with the officers that were put on post outside of our house, 24/7. We talked a little bit, and then Rita pulled up and Elliot was in the front seat. She parked and Elliot climbed out quickly and we met half way before hugging each other tightly.

"I know you've only been in jail for a little over a day, but I've missed you." I breathed, and he held me tighter.

"I've missed you too, where are the brats?" He asked, laughing.

"They are upstairs, two of the three are napping. Go inside." I replied, and he nodded and kissed me before heading inside.

I turned to Rita and smiled.

"Thanks for bringing him home." I spoke and she nodded.

"Of course. He has an ankle bracelet. Keep him in the house, and make sure he comes to court next week. Alright?" She spoke and I nodded.

"Of course, he'll be there." I replied quickly. She nodded and gave me an awkward hug.

"Bye Olivia." She spoke and then got in her car and left. I went back inside, finally at ease for a moment.

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The sounds that awoke me late that night were from guns. I heard painful screams, and Elliot and I were quick to get out of our bed. I hurried to the safe and pulled out my gun, and handed Elliot our other hand gun that we kept there for safety reasons. He both loaded them and started out.

"Momma." Emily whispered, and I found her in Serena's room, Noah by her side, tears streaming down both of their cheeks, and Serena was sleeping peacefully still.

"Baby stay in here, lock the door." I replied quickly, and I kissed their heads before heading out. She locked the door behind me, and I found Elliot slowly walking down the stairs.

We heard glass breaking, and I went back into our room and texted Casey, telling her to call the police and tell them to come to our address. She replied quickly saying she was, but was sorta freaking out. 

I headed down and held my breath as I looked around. But god did I wish I had stayed upstairs.

"Well looky here." A hoarse voice spoke, and I swallowed hard.

"Why are you doing this?" I replied slowly, my gun still aimed at the man.

"I'm doing this because your husband beat up our boss. Now, lets just get this over with. Where is your husband?" He asked, and I breathed slowly.

"He's searching the house. Your boss raped me, he deserved what he got." I replied, and the guy laughed.

"Really? Because I think you wanted it." He replied, and he lunged and I shot.

"Fucking whore!" He screamed as he held his wounded shoulder, and I grabbed the gun.

"Your a fucking coward! Why would you come into a house and try and kill someone when they are sleeping?" I asked, then more gun shots and I held the other gun as I left the guy in the laundry room, and I shoved a chair under the doorknob before walking around. I saw the back door was open, and a man stood over another man laying on the ground. I slowly walked over, avoiding the glass that covered the floor, and I stepped into the open door.

"You are going to rot in hell, just like your little wife is. I bet ol' Ronnie shot her and is having fun watching her bleed out." The man laughed.

"She's smarter than you think." Elliot spoke, his voice weak.

"I doubt it." He replied, but he didn't know that I would do anything to protect my husband and children.

"You shouldn't doubt me." I spoke as I pulled the trigger, and then man screamed as he fell to the ground, holding his leg. I kicked the gun away and knelt down next to Elliot, and I pressed my hands to the wounds he had, but there were four and I could put pressure to them all.

"Liv, where is the other guy?" He breathed.

"He's in the laundry room. Hear the sirens? They are going to take you to the hospital and you'll be fine." I breathed quickly.

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I sat numbly in the hospital waiting room. My clothes were covered in blood, and my body hadn't stopped shaking.

"Liv." Fin spoke quietly, and I looked up and he gave me a small smile. He handed me a cup and held it, but never drank from it.

"I'm sorry that I wasn't there last night to help." He frowned.

"It isn't your fault, Fin. You could have been shot too." I replied, and he nodded slowly.

"Yeah,but then I wouldn't feel like this." He replied, and I reached over and gently touched his back.

"It's fine, it isn't your fault." I sighed, and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and we sat in silence.

"Mrs. Stabler?" The doctor spoke and I stood up, fear rising up in my chest.

"I'm Mrs. Stabler. How is my husband?"

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~Olivia Stabler <3