Note: I've translated as best from a Danish song to English. Some years back I used to write FF/ Song FF and since we have been teasing about the "Hand", I just couldn't help but type this down. Is the song fitting? Who knows….
Hands of love…
It was late afternoon; spring had just started it first sign of arrival. The day had shown from the best side with sunshine, clear blue skies and melting off the last bit of snow around the streets. People were in the typical spring mood, happy, chatty and outside longer even, though the wind was still a bit chilly in the late afternoon. Special Victims Unit detective Olivia Benson looked around her with a smile on her lips and set up her pace. She was finally off and ready for some much needed rest, the last case had been a toll on her body, she could tell. She shuddered gently; reminded herself they had solved the case and helped the victims. She glanced up at the building she had reached and smiled yet again. She couldn't wait to take a long bath and relax those sore muscles of hers. Just as she was about to open the door to the building, her cellphone rang. She pulled the cell phone out from her coat tense and annoyed at first and saw the caller's name… she smiled again and thought for herself, she most defiantly needed that bath.
"Hi…"
"Why are you taking so long?" a voice asked her calmly.
"I'm there in 2 minutes… how is it looking with that bath of mine?" she returned the banter, opened the door and went to the elevator.
"All set for you…see you soon… and enjoy…" the voice ended their conversation.
Somehow she didn't feel uneasy with him knowing, where she was. It had been going on for a while and when she had asked him about it, he had just replied he cared too much for her, for something to happen. At first she had been pulsed about it, as she very well could take care of herself, then after he had argued his case, she had let him look after her as he called it. That had been 2 months ago. So many things had happened since.
Later in the evening
Olivia stood by the half opened window and looked outside in deep thoughts, watching the sun setting in a deep purple color. She pulled the blanket closer around her shoulders and took the coffee mug back in her hands. She took a deep breath, as she listened to the radio softly playing a song in the background…
You're so sure
Of you and yourself
Aren't you never doubting a bit
Alone you're strong
It is true though
Don't you ever want to let go?
Cause you need love
Need a place
Where you're cared for
Once in right time and place
When you're tired and down
You know I'm right
You too need love
Olivia took another sip of her coffee. How many times had she stood here by the window pondering, how her life would have been, if she had her own family, ever since she saw him? She had met her fair share of men and they all had their own story. Not long ago she had to end a relationship with ADA Haden due to conflict around their jobs. She had kept her romance side low after that and yet something had happened. It had all started with a hand, which had found hers in the darkness…
All your plans
Is centered around yourself
It can be a bit lonely
You know that?
Do you ever get to feel,
Warm? Kindness?
When always you're rushing blindly away
Cause you need love
Need a place
Where you're cared for
Once in right time and place
When you're tired and down
You know it's true
You need love too.
Olivia couldn't help but smile, when she thought back to the one evening where she came to a crime scene, still in her dress and Nick was complimenting on it. She was used to be called out to a crime scene; however that particular evening had put her off a little bit. It wasn't that often she got compliments on her clothes, so she had brushed off Nick gently and asked right away about the case. She had hidden her emotions afterwards. She was happy, but she was also very careful about getting too deep into a new relationship. Especially as she was not sure, how her co-workers would take the news on whom she had been seeing as well been to Bahamas with. She smiled again, when thinking of the days on the beach and the evenings spent with…
"Hhmm…. You're missed…." a voice behind her whispered close to her ear. He walked closer to her and placed a hand around her waist.
She leaned into the body behind her and relaxed.
The words I love
You say too often
That you'll forget
When you're parting
No room for others
The course is set
Who keeps you warm?
When the night comes
Cause you need love
Need a place
Where you're cared for
Once in right time and place
When you're tired and down
You know it is true
You need love too.
She turned around and faced him. Maybe it was time to give in and go all the way, she reached out for his hand and their fingers entwined all on their own in the darkness of the light… in the hands of love…
The end… ?
