Category: O/E, Agnst, Case File, Drama A/N: I am fairly new to this show…well fiction part of it. This is unbetaed, so all mistakes are mine. I don't own anything in this story, and I am not making any money from it. Also, it's a story, I feel that I put the characters into different places, and change the story line as I feel :) Feedback is welcomed.
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"Alright, guys the case is over, paperwork is almost complete." Cragan looks around at his Detectives for a moment, "You guys did a good job, head home, we can finish the paperwork in the morning."
He didn't have to tell them twice, all four jumped up and basically ran for the door.
"Anyone up for a drink…to celebrate?" Munch asked.
All shook their heads no; the exhaustion evident on everyone's features, tonight was not a good night.
Fin and Munch went their own directions once they made it outside, promising to see them all in the morning.
"Want a ride?" Elliot asked Olivia.
"I am alright, but thanks." She started to walk off.
Unknowing that she was being followed for the fifth day in a row.
Without a look back she made her way back to her apartment.
As she threw her keys on the table next to the door, she slumped off her coat and shoes.
'Bath, a hot bath' Olivia said to herself.
Her thoughts went to her partner. Things has been strained between them for the last few weeks. She thought it had something to do with Kathy, but wasn't sure. Every time she approached Elliot on it, he would change the subject, or walk away, do anything not to talk to her.
It worried her, but she didn't know what to do for him.
Reflecting on how things had taken a turn, she noticed that her feelings from being just his partner to being more had taken a strong foothold.
Did she want more? Yes.
Would she act on it? No.
Sighing she got dressed and went into the kitchen, opening the fridge, the power went out and her apartment was illuminated by lightening.
Great.
Candles, I need candles.
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"Daddy!" The twins screamed over the thunder and lightening.
"It's okay, its just thunder and lightening."
"Where did the lights go?"
"Come on, lets go read a book."
"But daddy, we can't see."
With that he lit a candle and it brought the room into a soft glow.
"See we can read now."
That brought smiles to their faces and they went into their room and sat in bed waiting for their father to come and read to them.
Elliot tucked them in and sat in between them, with the candle burning softly he began to read to them softly.
About a half and hour later they were asleep tucked in next to their father. Elliot sat there in awe of his children, so innocent, so peaceful.
He loved them more then anything in the world, and would do anything for them.
He knew things were not too good right now with his wife. She seemed very distant over the past few weeks, he tried to talk to her, but she always brushed him off. Even the kids had called their father on it, asking what was wrong with their mom.
Elliot had nothing to tell them. He had no idea, well that was not true; he thought he had an idea, but nothing to confirm it with,
His thoughts drifted to Olivia, he knew that he had been less then nice to her over the last few weeks as well. She had asked, poked, prodded about what was wrong, to see if he wanted to talk about it.
He had always blown her off.
Sighing he looked up to see Kathy standing in the doorway watching them with a sad look on her face.
"You were always so good with them Elliot."
He tried to extract himself from the twins to make is his way over to her.
"Kathy, we need to talk…"
"I know."
She followed him down into the living room.
"What is going on Kathy?"
"Elliot, there is a lot of things, I am not sure where to start."
"How about at the beginning?" he whispered, this distinct feeling in his gut that he knew exactly what was going to happen.
"I know you have tried to talk to me over the past weeks, and well I have been less then nice about it."
He just looked at her listening to her words.
"Elliot, I can't do this anymore." There it was out there, and she let out the breath that had been caught in her lungs.
The weight was lifted.
And set on his shoulders.
"What happened?"
"I am not sure what happened Elliot, I went from loving wife, and mother, to supportive cop wife…to nothing at all."
"Kathy you know my job…"
"I know about your job Elliot, you live your job. And when you do manage to make it home, it's all about the kids." She looked over at him, "Now that's how it's supposed to be Elliot."
"But I feel like I got lost in there somewhere. Everything just got routine."
"I know, and I am sorry, how can we fix this?"
"I am not sure we can Elliot."
"You want a divorce?"
"Yes."
They sat there for a while longer, talking about things that have happened or haven't happened. They talked more that night then they have spoken over the last three weeks.
There was no yelling, so competition, just two people who wanted what was best for their children and for them.
Elliot slept on the couch that night.
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Olivia had called it an early night, she decided to read a little in bed before blowing out the candles.
She hadn't gotten a lot of reading done, she just thought more about everything that was going on. About the case they were working. About Elliot.
They were working on a case that a guy, in his mid to late thirties, was kidnapping women, keeping them for almost two weeks and then taking them out into the woods and killing them.
They were close, at least she thought they were. The killer was very meticulous; he would tie the victims up to a tree, and beat them to death.
The victims were all fed, clean and all raped.
They were all from the city, but found up I87 towards Albany. Evidence shows that they were all kept in the same place, but dumped in different locations.
Olivia turned over and hugged her pillow tighter and willed herself to sleep, this train of thought was not getting her anywhere.
'Thing happy thoughts' ran through her head as sleep took over.
Suddenly there was a noise from what sounded like her living room. Olivia looked over at the clock, 2:30am. Wonderful.
Reaching for her gun, she carefully made her way out into the kitchen.
She never heard or saw him.
Olivia lay on the floor of her kitchen, with an unknown suspect watching for any signs of movement before he tied her up and took her to his sanctuary.