Elliot walked into the empty apartment. The landlord said that her stuff needed to go as soon as possible and that he would give back the rent money she had paid. The landlord was pushy because someone wanted to move in and was paying a lot to get in there as soon as possible. Elliot was furious. She just died. He was already taking care of all the funeral arrangements and the things in her will. He didn't get to grieve.
He took the contents of her apartment and put them into his house in the Bronx. Elliot grabbed a beer and started to go through her things. As he looked he found things like her diploma from high school and yearbooks. Then he came across a scrapbook. He was surprised that she had one, seeing as they never had spare time. The first page had some pictures of her and her mother when she was a kid. There wasn't too many. Just some school portraits and few other pictures. Then he saw her high school years. Some pictures of her at her swim meets and pictures of friends and boyfriends.
He then flipped towards the back. It was pictures from the policeman's Christmas ball. Olivia was wearing a champagne color dress that fit her beautifully. He remembers that night now. It was only last Christmas. Kathy had already filed for separation and took the kids with her. It the most depressing Christmas ever, but for some reason that night took his mind off of all his troubles.
He looked the center of the page and it was a picture of Cragen, Munch, Fin, Casey, him, and Olivia. At the bottom she captioned it as "My Family." Elliot smiled at that. She had captions under ever picture. Under a picture of Fin it read "My Big Brother." Under Munch it said "My Weird Uncle." Elliot really laughed at that. Under Casey it read "My Gal Pal." Under Cragen it said "The Only Father I've Known." Then in the corner of the page was a picture of Elliot and her. He was holding a glass of champagne towards the camera and Olivia was laughing. On the caption it read "My Best Friend." Elliot smiled as a single tear went down his face. "You were my best friend too Liv," he said closing the book.
Olivia sat in the front seat of the black SUV watching as her life drifted away. The witness protection program took her away towards Connecticut to live in a house in the country. She was to face her new life as Sandra Adams who was looking forward to working at the local general store. "How dull," Olivia thought. She asked earlier if she could tell Elliot that she was ok, but the agent for the witness protection program said that she couldn't. She told him how Alex Cabot did, but he said that the agent, who did, made a huge mistake in doing that.
Olivia couldn't believe how fast all of this was happening. "I might as well of died," thought Olivia, "I don't have a life, just some made up one. All I can hope for is Elliot is being the stubborn son of a bitch he always is and finds out the truth." Olivia then frowned at herself "That was extremely selfish. I want Elliot to be safe." Her heart felt broken every time she thought of Elliot. She realized now that she loved Elliot. That not seeing him everyday gave her a great sorrow. She didn't realize how much she loved him until she lost him or she lost herself.
They finally reached her new home and gave her the keys and her background story. They would check up on her once in a while, but for now she needs to live and be Sandra Adams. After they left she went to her new bedroom and sat on the bed and began to cry silently.