So, trying another story. First attempt at a Benisdy story so here goes nothing. Hope you enjoy. All feedback appreciated.
"You want to hear how she was alone with me all night. A 60 year old woman. She did things that...she never expected to do; that she never imagined were possible with her fingers, her mouth. Or do you want to hear how at the beginning she said she would do anything? I mean, she begged me for her life. And by the morning time, she begged me to take her out of her misery. Which one do you think I enjoyed more?"
Olivia stared at the suspect William Lewis until there was a knock on the door. His legal aid, Vanessa Mayers, and Cragen walked in.
"You know better than to talk to him. He's invoked."
William smirked. "Yeah, I told them not to do this," He turned to Olivia and whispered. "It's just hypothetical."
Olivia put the chair back in place and inhaled. "Good," Her and Nick turned to walk out of the room. "Cause I need a shower."
"This bastard is a piece of work." Nick said looking at him threw the two way window. He turned to Olivia, who was on her phone. "Who you calling?"
"Brian. After what I just heard, I think I need to."
Nick nodded in agreement. It rung twice before the line picked up.
"Hello."
"Hey Bri."
"Hey baby, everything okay?"
"Everything's fine. Is Toby asleep?"
"Yep. The only peace I've had all day."
She sighed. "I miss you."
"I miss you, too," Then there was a brief moment of silence. "You sound tired."
"I'm not tired...I'm exhausted. But I'll live."
"You know what happened the last time you overworked yourself. You work too hard."
"Here we go again. Brian, can we not do this now?"
"Do what? Be concerned for your health and well-being?"
Olivia could hear the slight twinge of anger in his voice. She never meant to anger him but she's just not used to people outside of her work actually worried about her. She caught a glance of Nick staring at her from the corner of her eye.
"I never said that."
"You didn't have to."
"I got to go Bri." She said hearing her voice lower in every word.
She heard him sigh. "Yeah, bye."
She placed her phone in her back pocket.
"So, you and Cassidy on good terms right now?" Nick asked observing yet another awkward conversation between Olivia and Brian.
"Sure."
"You don't sound so sure."
"Look, I know you and Brian aren't exactly friends or even acquaintances. In fact, I know you two hate each other with every fiber of your being but he's a good guy."
Nick scoffed at her remark. "Whatever you say."
She rolled her eyes. "I haven't been home in 3 days and I'm tired."
"I understand. Go home."
"He'll be in lockup for the night, right? The last thing we need is for this sick prick back on the streets."
Nick smiled. "You worry too much..."
"Isn't it our job to worry?"
"Go home to your son and Cassidy; get some rest, and good night."
"Good night Nick."
Olivia slowly closed the door behind her. Brian was asleep on the couch with the TV on. She got about halfway by the couch when she stubbed her foot on the nightstand.
"Shit." She groaned as pain shot up from her toe.
"You're trying to sneak past me." He accused in the darkness.
"I didn't want to wake you."
"I wasn't sleep."
She rolled her eyes in the dark, knowing he couldn't see them. "Oh sure. You were just lying here, snoring, with the TV on."
"I was watching TV."
"The TV was watching you."
"I could still hear it."
"I'm pretty sure you could." She mocked in a sarcastic tone. She flipped on the lamp and seen that he had already sat up.
"I think we should retry this conversation. Do you want to walk back in or what?"
"You're unbelievable."
"And how was your day?"
"I just want to go to bed."
He rubbed his forehead. "This is the first time in 3 days that I've heard your voice in person; we haven't talked in a while."
"We can talk in the morning."
"It is morning."
"It's 12:20am."
"Yeah...morning."
She frowned. "You're such a fucking smartass. I'm going to bed." She said walking down the hallway. He followed her as she was lying down in her clothes.
"Aren't you going to change?"
"For what? I have to be back up in about 5 hours anyway."
"Maybe you should take a break. Relax for a couple of days and eat something."
"I have eaten."
"Coffee doesn't count as a meal. You need to eat something with your pill Olivia, you heard the doctor."
"Are you going to lie down or not?"
He laid down beside her. Within a few minutes, he heard the soft breathing coming from her. He kissed her forehead and drifted off to sleep himself. When he woke up he looked at the clock. 4:09am. He felt the bare spot where Olivia was once at.
"Liv?" He called out.
He got up and walked in the living room. He walked around the couch and silently chuckled. She was curled up in a ball, her chest going up and down in rhythm with her breathing. He shook her a little.
"Liv, come back to bed."
She groaned a little. "I'm fine out here." She muttered with her eyes still closed.
"Why'd you leave?"
"Your damn snoring wasn't doing me any favors."
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah well you're not the one losing sleep over it."
"Then I'll take the couch and you take the bed."
"I'm used to sleeping on the couch. One night won't make a difference."
He snorted. "Okay fine. But when your back starts hurting like hell in the morning, don't say I didn't tell you so because-"
"Night Brian." She said cutting him off.
"Night." He mumbled walking back in the room.
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