SVU Community One Shots

Recording Her Murder

[Prompt]

{She decided to start recording their argument. What she ended up recording was her own murder.}

{created by: GirlandHerKeyboard }

[word count: 1,722 ]

"Olivia, can you come here?" Elliot called from the kitchen.

"Sure, just a second." She replied. Carefully, she placed their baby girl in her crib. Just a few years ago, Elliot and her had gotten married. Then a few months later, they had their first baby and now their second.

Olivia had always thought that she would be left alone in this world. No one meant to be her soul mate. No one to hold her or comfort her when she was upset. Turns out, her partner in crime was also her partner in life.

"Whatcha need?" Olivia asked, entering the kitchen. Elliot and their son turned around, flour covering them from head to toe.

"Surprise!" Owen cheered, jumping up and down.

Olivia gasped, looking at the cake.

"Happy birthday, honey." Elliot smiled, kissing her cheek. Owen laughed from beside them, a grin bright under his brown eyes.

"I bet you thought we forget, Mama." He giggled.

Olivia cooed, picking him up and placing him on her hip. "I hope you got me a present too." She teased, bopping his nose.

Owen giggled, leaning close to her ear. "Papa says it's a secret and I can't tell you." He loudly whispered.

"You better believe it's a secret." Elliot said with a grin.

As Olivia and Owen laughed, the phone began to ring. Elliot quickly walked over, picking it up. "Hello?" He smiled. Suddenly, his smile faded. "Wait, Eli, slow down. She what? Get Mom on the phone." He demanded.

Olivia narrowed her eyebrows, setting down Owen. "Go play in the living room." She said, tapping his back. He rushed away, leaving the two of them alone.

"Then get Dicky. I need to talk to someone now!" Elliot shouted into the phone. "Of course I trust you, I just need someone who knows more."

Olivia leaned over, resting her hand on his shoulder. "Elliot, what's happening?" She asked.

"Not now, Liv." He snapped, brushing her away. He paced around the kitchen. Olivia watched, her heart beginning to race. She watched his jaw clench then unclench. He always got like this when something wasn't right.

"Dicky, what is happening?" Elliot demanded, his blue eyes glaring at the phone. "Where are you? I'll be there. Just give me ten minutes."

He slammed the phone onto the receiver then rushed away. Olivia stepped in front of him, her hands resting on his chest. "Elliot, what's happening? What's wrong?" She asked, fear creeping into her voice.

"Something's wrong with Kathleen. She's in the hospital." He said, shaking his head.

"Okay, I'll go pack the kids. It'll take just a few minutes and-"