I could tell. I knew. I saw it. The touch, the look. She pulled out my moves. The stretch, the rubbing her neck…THAT WAS MY MOVE!! I tell Cragen I'm not ready to come back to work. Hya! Not, after that scene, my heart is on the floor. I can't even breathe let alone talk to him. I was planning on coming back; I couldn't wait to get started. I missed him so much. Missed everyone so much. I take the pussy way out, sneak out the back. I'm not ready to face him. He'll be able to read me like a book, just like I can read him.
I'm such an idiot! Damn that red head for putting these foolish ideas in my head that I'm in love with Elliot! I make stop at the local bar, I need to get wasted, and I need to get numb. I drown my sorrows in the drink that is front of me. I just want to cry. I refuse, refuse to cry. I drink instead, shots lots of them.
She's not even that pretty. I'm not one to boast, but I'm definitely prettier then her. I just can't help but wonder, why her? Why not…me? I motion to the bartender for another beer. I just want to forget. A stranger sits next to me. He looks like he is in his late 20's. I decide that I will take him home. I need someone to make me forget.
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I wake up the next morning, my head is pounding. Where the hell am I? Ahhh…bits and pieces of last night go through my head. Elliot, his partner Blecky Bleck ack! What ever her name was I don't care. I look at the clock 10am. I should be starting work today. I carefully remove the unfamiliar arm that is around my waist. I can't believe I took home a stranger. I have been doing so well too! Oh well, one more to add to the list.
I walk out of the apartment, the cold air hits me and I shiver. I think I'm still drunk as I stumble down the street. I'm outside my apartment but I don't go in. Fuck it. I don't have anything to do; I head to the bar across from my apartment.
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"Elliot! Hey Elliot!" Casey called.
"Hey Case, what's up?"
"Nothing, have you seen Liv? We were supposed to go out last night and she never called, and then never answered her phone."
He stared at her like she was from out of space. "What? Liv? She's back?"
"Yeah she's back, you mean you didn't see her yesterday?"
"What? No." He shakes his head.
"She told me she was going to the station house to see you. She was excited about working again. You really didn't see her?" He turned and walked into Cragen's office, leaving Casey standing there.
"Elliot? What's up?"
"Liv. She's back?"
"Yeah I know. She came in yesterday."
"You didn't tell me?"
"She told me not too. That she would get in touch with you."
"When is she starting?"
"Not for a little bit. Came to tell me she needed some more time off."
Elliot shook his head. It didn't make sense. Casey said she was excited to start working. What could have happened to change her mind? He thought about yesterday. He looked out of Cragen's office to see Dani emerge from the bathroom. She knows.
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3 days later
"Cap, can I talk to you?"
"Yeah. What's up Elliot?"
"It's Liv. No one has heard from her since she came her four days ago."
"I'm sure she is fine Elliot. She's a big girl."
He nods his head.
"Have you been to her apartment?" Cragen asks.
"Twice. Nothing."
"Are you thinking we need to worry?"
"Nah. I'm sure she is fine." He said and walked out of his office.
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Olivia woke up in oblivion. Her head was spinning. At least she new where she was, home. She rolled out of bed and stepped on a bottle of beer. The past three days she can't remember. She drank them away. She didn't care. She grabbed a fresh beer from the fridge, looked over her apartment that was completely trashed. There were clothes on the floor of someone she took home, who? She had no idea. She had slept with countless guys in the past 3 days. She cracked open the beer, chugged it and hopped in the shower.
She got dressed, did her hair and looked in the mirror. She looked good, and she knew it. She headed across the street, her new home away from home.
"Hey Joe!" She said to the bartender.
"Olivia! What's up girly! You're late!" he teased and placed a beer in front of her.
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It had been 5 days since anyone had heard from Olivia. Elliot couldn't take it any longer. He knew why she was hiding, it was because of him. She was probably sleeping, reading books and taking baths, ignoring everyone. Well, she can't ignore me forever he thought as he placed the key in her apartment lock.
He opened the door and almost shat himself! Her apartment was trashed. He got scared that something happened to her. He had known Liv for 8 years, and in 8 years he had never seen a dish out of place in her apartment. He couldn't even step inside her apartment with out walking on something. What was going on with her?
He flipped open his phone, "Casey It's Elliot. Something is up with Liv. You need to help me find her."
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Casey walked into the bar. She needed a drink after all the searching she had done today. The bar wasn't crowded, but there was a small group on the other side of the bar. She wondered what the commotion was about.
She guessed it was the girl whose back was to her. They seemed to be chanting, 'Drink! Drink! Drink!' at the woman.
"Damn Livy! You sure can drink. You wanna go smoke?" Some guy asked her.
She got up and headed out the side door.
"Elliot, It's Case. I found her." She said.
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