Disclaimer: I don't profit from this and it isn't mine. I'm not claiming it.
Notes: Set directly after 9.06 "Svengali."
"You beat the guy with a book?" I ask, wandering into the room.
"Hey - whatever's close at hand," Olivia shrugs and then sighs. "What now, John? If you're going to ask me to quit..."
"Hey!" I hold up my hands, in defense of myself. "I'm paranoid, not stupid. Did you go to the hospital?"
"Of course. "Dad" wouldn't let me get away with not going." She props her feet up, as she speaks.
"So you get stabbed and I got shot in the ass. Both by crazies," I say, thinking aloud.
"True love?" She quips, grinning.
"I was thinking conspiracy."