7:00pm Friday night, Halloween

"So what are you up to?" Olivia asked Elliot quietly at their desks.

"I've got nothing planned. Kids are with Kathy."

"Well I get quite a few kids trick or treat-ing. Wanna come help for awhile?"

Elliot shook his head, Olivia: "never mind."

He went to refute but Munch interrupted. "We're heading out," referring to Fin, "how late you both staying?"

"Not long," Olivia snapped a little.

Munch shrugged, "have a happy Halloween. May all your candy rot your teeth." Fin nodded at them before disappearing after Munch.

A few minutes passed in silence. Finally Olivia spoke up, "I'm just gonna go."

"Wait. I'd like to take you up on the offer."

"You know I thought about it and I think I'm just gonna hit the sheets early."

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yeah."

"Ok."

She half-smiled, "have a good night."

"You too," he mumbled.

9:00 pm Friday night, Halloween

Elliot had received a few kids knocking at the door, but not many. He pondered on the old days when he'd take his kids out. Though many of the memories he had some how tied into the work he did and the sacrifices he made. Perhaps, he thought, the sacrifices he made were for the better, even though times were definitely getting harder.

He turned off his mind for a bit to turn on the tube. Sprawled on the couch he sipped a beer and littered candy wrappers around himself.

A ring of the doorbell startled him a bit; it was pretty late for kids to be out. He opened the door slowly to find Olivia standing in the doorway. She held her long jacket close for warmth, her hair was loose but she had an unbelievable glow.

"Can I come in or what?" She snorted playfully. He nodded. She passed by the couch, pushed away some wrappers and said, "hungry?" with her faint little smile.

He shook his head, "Just bored."

"Do you have another beer?" She asked kindly. He nodded and disappeared for a moment or two, then sat beside her with two fresh beers.

She relaxed a bit, opened her jacket and settled with her body shifted toward his.

"I want to ask you a question," she began slowly, "I know were detectives. I know we're supposed to hold up the law and abide by the rules, but…"

"What?" he leaned in just a bit closer.

"I was wondering if you ever partake in a little enhanced enjoyment…"

He looked confused all of a sudden, "what do you mean?"

"I sometimes enjoy just a little bit of enhanced enjoyment," her voice eased into a slow soft tone, "I like to enjoy Mary Jane a little."

"You mean marijuana? Really?"

"Never mind," her voice was back to normal again, "I'm just gonna go."

"Wait, wait. I just think it's funny that I didn't know this about you. We could have been smoking together for years."

"So your game?"

"Of course."

Her look changed, she was suspicious, in a playful way "do you have any thing to smoke out of?"

"You good with a bong?"

"How big?" she smiled as she sat back down.

"It's pretty big."

She licked her lips, "I can handle it."

He nodded and went to retrieve it. Olivia meanwhile was having a slight panic attack at the couch. She grabbed her head in her hands, shook her head, talk to her self about stopping the flirting, and then composed herself.

"You pack it," he smiled as he set it down on the coffee table. It was big.

TBC