A/N: Sadly, I don't own L&O. But I'm very glad I get to play with them in fic. This is a post ep for... I don't recall the name of the episode, but it's the one where Jack goes after that drunk driver like he was the one who killed Claire.


"I'll be there for desert. Promise." A weak smile that was meant to reassure but only made her doubt. A slight nod of her head and she was gone, and he was left to look at that damned office. To be fair, he did make it for desert. It was a tired, sore and mourning man who arrived to shake hands and smile and say "Nice to meet you. Jamie never stops talking about you" which of course caused the woman to blush and David to smile and raise his eyebrows at her. A grieving man who hadn't had time to let go, or forgive himself, that sat with them to partake in cheesecake and coffee. And though he tried to smile and tried to laugh, his brain was struggling the whole time to remember the scent of her perfume.

If only he could remember that scent, he would be able to let go.

If only he could remember that scent, he would be able to forgive himself.