"Olivia." Liv whispered looking at the photo in the frame next to the bed.
The blonde nuzzled her twin's bare shoulder. Under the covers her hand grazed Liv's bare thigh sending shivers through them both.
"Mm?"
Liv swallowed. "Is that... Is that Rachel?"
Olivia sat up and looked at her alternate. The red head was staring at the photo on the end table. Her eyes were filled with tears.
"Hey..." Olivia whispered and rolled over to straddle her twin. She brushed Liv's bangs from her face and wiped away tears from her cheeks. "Sweetie what's wrong?"
"I miss her..." She murmured softly and closed her eyes. "That's Ella isn't it?"
Olivia gently kissed Liv's forehead. "Yes."
"I think about them. A lot. I wonder what they would have been like. What they look like. How it would feel to hug them... I don't know I just... Miss her. I wish things had been different."
Olivia kissed her tears away and laid down on top of her to cuddle her warm body. Liv buried her face in her blonde hair and continued to cry as Olivia used her finger to draw circles on Liv's bare shoulder.
"I know how it feels..." She whispered. "With my mom. I wish things were different too."
Liv sobbed and hugged Olivia's body close to hers, the two girls fitting together perfectly.
"Don't leave me." Liv whispered.
Olivia closed her eyes and promised she wouldn't ever.
The redhead awoke in the morning to find her blonde twin curled at her side, still sound asleep. She took note of her natural beauty as the first rays of sun trickled through the curtains and onto Olivia's face. Her hair was frazzled yet in a perfect mess. Her eyes closed gently, delicate lashes quivering when she inhaled. Liv moved to slip out from under the covers when a grumble of protest came from her twin and an arm snaked around her waist, locking her next to her. Momentarily she felt Olivia's fingernails dig a warning into her.
Liv smiled and stroked Olivia's arm with soft caresses. She interlaced their identical hands and was renewed with the fascination of their mirror images.
She loved the softness of her skin and was drawn in by the scent.
Liv turned and rubbed her nose against her twins.
She kissed her tenderly.
Olivia blinked. "What was that for?"
"You." She smiled lovingly. "You're just so damn beautiful. I can't help myself."
The blonde laughed slightly. "You know, that sounds so narcissistic when you think about it."
"Mm. Well I choose not to think about it." she kissed her nose. "Are you hungry?"
"Kinda. Do you cook?" Olivia asked with a yawn.
Liv grinned. "I can cook pop-tarts?"
She giggled at her twin. "Sounds good to me."
Olivia absently drew patterns on her twin's thigh as she skimmed the pages of a 136 page report. Liv kept stealing glances at Olivia, fascinated by how adorable she looked wearing glasses.
She reached up and brushed Olivia's hair over her shoulder, her fingertips lingering on the soft skin of her neck. God she wanted to attack that flawless canvas, to kiss at it, pull at it with her teeth, mark it as hers. Olivia already had one of Liv's special brands on the inside of her right thigh.
Liv was about to lean in to kiss at the Blonde's neck when Lincoln walked into the office. She pretended to pick something out of Olivia's hair and shifted in her seat. She brushed Olivia's hand off of her leg.
The blonde refused and under the table replaced it, this time higher up on her thigh. She pushed her away again but Olivia kept coming back. Liv smirked.
"Hey guys, here are a couple of files Dr. Bishop believes may be of use..." Lincoln droned on.
The girls were preoccupied with their little war under the table to focus on any of the words leaving Agent Lee's mouth. Lincoln handed over the file to Olivia and she reached out to take them but burst into a fit of giggles when Liv poked her in the side.
"Quit it!" she laughed.
Lincoln gave them an odd look before turning and retreating out of the room.
