SVU - katie/elliot - if i lost you - M
title: if i lost you
fandom: Law & Order SVU
pairing: elliot/katie (ofc)
letter: u for up-tempo - table # 11 for a_to_z_prompts
summary: The search for Bonnie continues.
rating: M.
word count: 1746
warnings/spoilers: None.
a/n: Katie Summers is an original character of mine who I'm pairing with Detective Elliot Stabler for my fic's in this challenge. You'll get to know more about her as you read :) SVU timeline wise is set during the time Elliot is separated from his wife; around seasons 5-7.
disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Law and Order SVU. This is purely written for entertainment only.
If I Lost You
Katie didn’t leave the precinct for two days.
Olivia and Elliot tried and failed to track down Marcus; considering he was in another city it was almost expected. They could only hope that Bonnie would show up again and be able to accuse him; then they could arrest him.
Katie felt a strange sense of calm being at the office when she wasn’t working; even amidst her stress. Instead of her bringing the detectives coffee; they brought some to her, kept her company. It seemed common knowledge now that she and Elliot had a relationship; it was in the snide glances some of the more senior detectives gave her, or the twinkle in the eye of the younger, female police officers who harboured some form of attraction to Elliot. No one said anything, though, and that was discomforting.
Olivia brought Katie chamomile tea on her third straight afternoon sitting around the office. “Too much caffeine will have you bouncing off the walls.” She said; pushing the cup into Katie’s hands.
“Where is she?” Katie was sitting by the window, looking out aimlessly into the bustling city like some Harlequin novel cliché.
“We’ll find her.”
Katie pushed herself off from the window sill and busied herself with the task of gulping down the tea. “Can you stop with the Detective Benson BS, please?” She muttered, resting her weary head in the crook of her elbow.
“I think I should take you home.” Olivia replied gently.
“I’m not leaving here without my sister.” Katie said resolutely, although her body chose that moment to make her yawn.
“You need to sleep.” Olivia said. “Proper sleep; and holing up in the crib won’t do you any good; those beds are ancient.” The room out the back full of beds for the police to get some shut eye on cases that stretched over a few days was commonly referred to as the crib. “You know we’ll keep you informed.”
That was true, Katie knew that... and her tired body ached for her comfy mattress, even if it did remind her of Ben. “Fine.” She agreed; stifling another yawn.
Hiding a triumphant smile, Olivia put her arm around Katie and lead her out of the precinct, passed the curious eyes and apologetic smiles; all the way down to the basement and settled her in the passenger’s seat of her car. Olivia had a very natural, maternal attitude, Katie had always thought that; she was the kind of woman who deserved to have a child.
Katie assured Olivia when they got to her apartment block, that she was more than capable of making it upstairs, but Olivia wouldn’t take no for an answer and partnered her up the elevator.
“You will call me; straight away, if you hear anything.” Katie said firmly as the elevator bell dinged and let them out on her floor.
“Of course.” Olivia said patiently as they headed down the hall to Katie’s door. “Wait.” Olivia suddenly pulled Katie back.
Too tired to pay attention, Katie shot Olivia an annoyed look and saw her staring at a spot on the door. Following the detective’s gaze, Katie saw what her friend was looking at. A blood smear across the door handle.
Forgetting everything she knew about tainting evidence and crime scenes, Katie burst through the door knowing that she would find Bonnie injured inside. “Bonnie!” She cried out, swinging left right away into the former guest room that had since become Bonnie’s own.
Her sister was there; curled up in a tight ball on her bed. Blood was soaking from the gash in her cheek into her pillow; her face was bruised, her legs were cut, and she was unconscious.
“Oh, God!” Katie flung herself at her sister, vaguely registering Olivia’s panicked voice radioing for an ambulance to Katie’s address. “Bonnie?” Katie gently touched her sister’s face; causing Bonnie to flinch; an act of life that calmed Katie immediately. “Hey; it’s okay, it’s me.” She took her sister’s hand and squeezed it. “We’ll get you to a hospital, ok? You’ll be fine.”
“Bonnie,” Olivia was kneeling beside the bed, concerned. “Who did this to you?”
“M-Marcus,” Bonnie stammered. “He-he grabbed me when I we-went to mum’s... t-took my ph-phone...”
Katie held a hand to her sister’s swollen stomach, feeling the frantic movements of her unborn niece or nephew inside. At least her belly wasn’t bruised; Marcus had enough sense to keep his child safe... but not Bonnie... why her? Why hurt her? What did she do?
The questions remained unanswered, Bonnie fell into a deep sleep that even the paramedics couldn’t rouse her from. Stained in her sister’s blood, Katie sat beside her on the ride to the hospital, clutching her hand the entire time.
At the emergency room; the doctors took Bonnie straight into an exam area and refused Katie entry. Instead she was forced into the waiting room where Olivia convinced her to change her shirt, and offered her the grey, zip-up jacket she had in the back seat of her car. Katie was too worried to feel self-conscious that all she now wore under Liv’s jacket was her bra, she was too worried to sit down and just paced back and forth in the hideously bare waiting room. It seemed like forever until the doctor finally came into get Katie.
Dr. Hedley was kind, and very experienced. His face had deep laugh lines and crow’s feet; even though his youthful hair gave the appearance of a man whose job had made him age faster than a person would prefer. He took Katie and Olivia aside. “You’re Bonnie’s sister?” He asked Katie.
“Yes,” Katie said.
“I’m Detective Benson with Special Victims,” Olivia said, flashing her badge, “Tell us what happened to her.”
“She was beaten, severely.” Dr. Hedley said. “She has a blunt force trauma wound to her head; cuts from glass on her legs and welts on her thighs, like she was whipped...”
Katie almost passed out in rage, but instead shoved her thumb nail in her mouth and bit down on it.
“She also has puncture wounds in her arms.”
“From drug use?” Olivia asked.
“I’m not sure; there are no drugs in her system, and from the bruising around the marks I would say she struggled.”
“Someone tried to forcefully inject drugs into her?” Olivia said, eyes widening. “Did she say who?” It was protocol to ask; even if Olivia knew who had inflicted the injuries.
Dr. Hedley nodded. “She kept saying Marcus Wembly attacked me. Tell my sister it was Marcus.”
“Can I see her?”
“She’s resting now; we’re putting her in a room in paediatrics.”
Katie felt awful; she hadn’t even asked about the baby. “Oh, God, is the baby okay?”
“Seems to be fine.” Dr. Hedley said. “But we’ll monitor her over night; she may have internal bleeding that won’t present for a few hours.”
“But she’ll be okay?”
Dr. Hedley nodded. “I believe so.”
Katie could have hugged him; but suppressed the urge and instead just asked him what room her sister was in.
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Katie fell asleep at Bonnie’s bedside, but only a light sleep, because as soon as Bonnie moved Katie’s eyes opened in a flash. “Bon?” She said quietly, gently tugging her sister’s hand closer to her chest. “Hey,” She smiled as her sister slowly turned her head so they were eye to eye.
Anticipating her big sister’s next question, Bonnie replied right away. “I’m fine.” She said tearfully. “Just tired.” She couldn’t seem to control the shaking in her voice. “It’s all still a blur...”
Katie nodded, squeezing her sister’s delicate fingers. “What can I do?”
Bonnie smiled as tears welled in her eyes. “That’s just it,” She whispered. “You can’t do anything. No one can.”
“Of course not.” Katie said; what could she or anyone do to help that they weren’t already doing? She felt stupid for even asking the question.
“I didn’t feel anything...” Bonnie continued a moment later. “When he hit me the first time... it was my head... and after that... everything was numb... I remember him trying to inject me... he was screaming at me,” She drew in a ragged breath. “Saying I couldn’t leave our old life behind and start again; that I had to suffer with him... I tried to pull my arm away...”
“You did,” Katie firmly assured her. “He didn’t inject you with anything.”
“I didn’t even know how bad it was until I hit the ground...” Bonnie’s eyes went dark. “So much blood...” She tried to take deep breath to steady herself; but it didn’t really have an effect. “I was helpless.”
Unable to reply, Katie just nodded, and had to look away from her sister to shield her from the tears pooling in her eyes. In the corner of the room, Katie saw Olivia, standing there and was suddenly so grateful. She’d heard everything; which meant Bonnie wouldn’t have to repeat it. At least, not right away.
“Is the baby ok?”
Katie nodded. “Fine. Both of you will be fine.”
“Bonnie?” Olivia moved forwards. “Do you remember me?”
“Of course, Olivia,” Bonnie said with a weak smile.
“Do you feel up to answering some questions; to help us find Marcus?”
Bonnie nodded bravely. “Of course.”
Olivia gave Katie a look; one that said it was best for family members not to sit in on interviews like this; because sometimes the victim would withhold information that they felt would hurt their spouse/parent/child/sibling to have to hear.
“I’ll go and talk with your doctor,” Katie said, leaning over to kiss Bonnie’s forehead and letting Olivia take her seat.
Dr. Hedley was writing in a chart at the nurse’s station when Katie spied him. She hadn’t spoken to him since she’d been allowed into Bonnie’s room; and he knew what she was after as soon as he saw her coming. “I just got back your sister’s x-rays;” Dr Hedley said, directing her back down the hallway. “No neck or spinal cord injuries.”
Katie let out the tight breath she’d been keeping in. “So she’s gonna be okay?”
“She’s got some severe bruising and a concussion,” The doctor continued. “I’d like to run some more tests and keep her at least overnight.”
Katie nodded as he answered his beeping pager. “Of course; thank you.”
“Katie,” Elliot called her name as he rounded the corner. “Where’s Olivia?”
“Talking with Bonnie, why?”
“We just found Marcus,” Elliot said. “Sonuvabitch just turned himself in.”
xxx
fandom: Law & Order SVU
pairing: elliot/katie (ofc)
letter: u for up-tempo - table # 11 for a_to_z_prompts
summary: The search for Bonnie continues.
rating: M.
word count: 1746
warnings/spoilers: None.
a/n: Katie Summers is an original character of mine who I'm pairing with Detective Elliot Stabler for my fic's in this challenge. You'll get to know more about her as you read :) SVU timeline wise is set during the time Elliot is separated from his wife; around seasons 5-7.
disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Law and Order SVU. This is purely written for entertainment only.
If I Lost You
Katie didn’t leave the precinct for two days.
Olivia and Elliot tried and failed to track down Marcus; considering he was in another city it was almost expected. They could only hope that Bonnie would show up again and be able to accuse him; then they could arrest him.
Katie felt a strange sense of calm being at the office when she wasn’t working; even amidst her stress. Instead of her bringing the detectives coffee; they brought some to her, kept her company. It seemed common knowledge now that she and Elliot had a relationship; it was in the snide glances some of the more senior detectives gave her, or the twinkle in the eye of the younger, female police officers who harboured some form of attraction to Elliot. No one said anything, though, and that was discomforting.
Olivia brought Katie chamomile tea on her third straight afternoon sitting around the office. “Too much caffeine will have you bouncing off the walls.” She said; pushing the cup into Katie’s hands.
“Where is she?” Katie was sitting by the window, looking out aimlessly into the bustling city like some Harlequin novel cliché.
“We’ll find her.”
Katie pushed herself off from the window sill and busied herself with the task of gulping down the tea. “Can you stop with the Detective Benson BS, please?” She muttered, resting her weary head in the crook of her elbow.
“I think I should take you home.” Olivia replied gently.
“I’m not leaving here without my sister.” Katie said resolutely, although her body chose that moment to make her yawn.
“You need to sleep.” Olivia said. “Proper sleep; and holing up in the crib won’t do you any good; those beds are ancient.” The room out the back full of beds for the police to get some shut eye on cases that stretched over a few days was commonly referred to as the crib. “You know we’ll keep you informed.”
That was true, Katie knew that... and her tired body ached for her comfy mattress, even if it did remind her of Ben. “Fine.” She agreed; stifling another yawn.
Hiding a triumphant smile, Olivia put her arm around Katie and lead her out of the precinct, passed the curious eyes and apologetic smiles; all the way down to the basement and settled her in the passenger’s seat of her car. Olivia had a very natural, maternal attitude, Katie had always thought that; she was the kind of woman who deserved to have a child.
Katie assured Olivia when they got to her apartment block, that she was more than capable of making it upstairs, but Olivia wouldn’t take no for an answer and partnered her up the elevator.
“You will call me; straight away, if you hear anything.” Katie said firmly as the elevator bell dinged and let them out on her floor.
“Of course.” Olivia said patiently as they headed down the hall to Katie’s door. “Wait.” Olivia suddenly pulled Katie back.
Too tired to pay attention, Katie shot Olivia an annoyed look and saw her staring at a spot on the door. Following the detective’s gaze, Katie saw what her friend was looking at. A blood smear across the door handle.
Forgetting everything she knew about tainting evidence and crime scenes, Katie burst through the door knowing that she would find Bonnie injured inside. “Bonnie!” She cried out, swinging left right away into the former guest room that had since become Bonnie’s own.
Her sister was there; curled up in a tight ball on her bed. Blood was soaking from the gash in her cheek into her pillow; her face was bruised, her legs were cut, and she was unconscious.
“Oh, God!” Katie flung herself at her sister, vaguely registering Olivia’s panicked voice radioing for an ambulance to Katie’s address. “Bonnie?” Katie gently touched her sister’s face; causing Bonnie to flinch; an act of life that calmed Katie immediately. “Hey; it’s okay, it’s me.” She took her sister’s hand and squeezed it. “We’ll get you to a hospital, ok? You’ll be fine.”
“Bonnie,” Olivia was kneeling beside the bed, concerned. “Who did this to you?”
“M-Marcus,” Bonnie stammered. “He-he grabbed me when I we-went to mum’s... t-took my ph-phone...”
Katie held a hand to her sister’s swollen stomach, feeling the frantic movements of her unborn niece or nephew inside. At least her belly wasn’t bruised; Marcus had enough sense to keep his child safe... but not Bonnie... why her? Why hurt her? What did she do?
The questions remained unanswered, Bonnie fell into a deep sleep that even the paramedics couldn’t rouse her from. Stained in her sister’s blood, Katie sat beside her on the ride to the hospital, clutching her hand the entire time.
At the emergency room; the doctors took Bonnie straight into an exam area and refused Katie entry. Instead she was forced into the waiting room where Olivia convinced her to change her shirt, and offered her the grey, zip-up jacket she had in the back seat of her car. Katie was too worried to feel self-conscious that all she now wore under Liv’s jacket was her bra, she was too worried to sit down and just paced back and forth in the hideously bare waiting room. It seemed like forever until the doctor finally came into get Katie.
Dr. Hedley was kind, and very experienced. His face had deep laugh lines and crow’s feet; even though his youthful hair gave the appearance of a man whose job had made him age faster than a person would prefer. He took Katie and Olivia aside. “You’re Bonnie’s sister?” He asked Katie.
“Yes,” Katie said.
“I’m Detective Benson with Special Victims,” Olivia said, flashing her badge, “Tell us what happened to her.”
“She was beaten, severely.” Dr. Hedley said. “She has a blunt force trauma wound to her head; cuts from glass on her legs and welts on her thighs, like she was whipped...”
Katie almost passed out in rage, but instead shoved her thumb nail in her mouth and bit down on it.
“She also has puncture wounds in her arms.”
“From drug use?” Olivia asked.
“I’m not sure; there are no drugs in her system, and from the bruising around the marks I would say she struggled.”
“Someone tried to forcefully inject drugs into her?” Olivia said, eyes widening. “Did she say who?” It was protocol to ask; even if Olivia knew who had inflicted the injuries.
Dr. Hedley nodded. “She kept saying Marcus Wembly attacked me. Tell my sister it was Marcus.”
“Can I see her?”
“She’s resting now; we’re putting her in a room in paediatrics.”
Katie felt awful; she hadn’t even asked about the baby. “Oh, God, is the baby okay?”
“Seems to be fine.” Dr. Hedley said. “But we’ll monitor her over night; she may have internal bleeding that won’t present for a few hours.”
“But she’ll be okay?”
Dr. Hedley nodded. “I believe so.”
Katie could have hugged him; but suppressed the urge and instead just asked him what room her sister was in.
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Katie fell asleep at Bonnie’s bedside, but only a light sleep, because as soon as Bonnie moved Katie’s eyes opened in a flash. “Bon?” She said quietly, gently tugging her sister’s hand closer to her chest. “Hey,” She smiled as her sister slowly turned her head so they were eye to eye.
Anticipating her big sister’s next question, Bonnie replied right away. “I’m fine.” She said tearfully. “Just tired.” She couldn’t seem to control the shaking in her voice. “It’s all still a blur...”
Katie nodded, squeezing her sister’s delicate fingers. “What can I do?”
Bonnie smiled as tears welled in her eyes. “That’s just it,” She whispered. “You can’t do anything. No one can.”
“Of course not.” Katie said; what could she or anyone do to help that they weren’t already doing? She felt stupid for even asking the question.
“I didn’t feel anything...” Bonnie continued a moment later. “When he hit me the first time... it was my head... and after that... everything was numb... I remember him trying to inject me... he was screaming at me,” She drew in a ragged breath. “Saying I couldn’t leave our old life behind and start again; that I had to suffer with him... I tried to pull my arm away...”
“You did,” Katie firmly assured her. “He didn’t inject you with anything.”
“I didn’t even know how bad it was until I hit the ground...” Bonnie’s eyes went dark. “So much blood...” She tried to take deep breath to steady herself; but it didn’t really have an effect. “I was helpless.”
Unable to reply, Katie just nodded, and had to look away from her sister to shield her from the tears pooling in her eyes. In the corner of the room, Katie saw Olivia, standing there and was suddenly so grateful. She’d heard everything; which meant Bonnie wouldn’t have to repeat it. At least, not right away.
“Is the baby ok?”
Katie nodded. “Fine. Both of you will be fine.”
“Bonnie?” Olivia moved forwards. “Do you remember me?”
“Of course, Olivia,” Bonnie said with a weak smile.
“Do you feel up to answering some questions; to help us find Marcus?”
Bonnie nodded bravely. “Of course.”
Olivia gave Katie a look; one that said it was best for family members not to sit in on interviews like this; because sometimes the victim would withhold information that they felt would hurt their spouse/parent/child/sibling to have to hear.
“I’ll go and talk with your doctor,” Katie said, leaning over to kiss Bonnie’s forehead and letting Olivia take her seat.
Dr. Hedley was writing in a chart at the nurse’s station when Katie spied him. She hadn’t spoken to him since she’d been allowed into Bonnie’s room; and he knew what she was after as soon as he saw her coming. “I just got back your sister’s x-rays;” Dr Hedley said, directing her back down the hallway. “No neck or spinal cord injuries.”
Katie let out the tight breath she’d been keeping in. “So she’s gonna be okay?”
“She’s got some severe bruising and a concussion,” The doctor continued. “I’d like to run some more tests and keep her at least overnight.”
Katie nodded as he answered his beeping pager. “Of course; thank you.”
“Katie,” Elliot called her name as he rounded the corner. “Where’s Olivia?”
“Talking with Bonnie, why?”
“We just found Marcus,” Elliot said. “Sonuvabitch just turned himself in.”
xxx