SVU Chats With CSI

Chapter 2


Liv got home at around eight o clock that night.

"What the hell took you so long. You said seven." Sara called from inside Liv's kitchen.

"We had to wrap a case. You must have had a slow day." Olivia said making conversation.

"Yeah, well I asked Grissom out." Sara said

"So how did that go?" Liv questioned.

"He doesn't know what to do about 'this'" Sara said with an aspirated sigh.

"Oh so now you're a 'this'" Liv said, making Sara laugh. "So what did you say to him when he said that?"

"I told him that I did know what to do about 'this' and by the time he figured it out he might be too late." Sara replied as she rolled her neck to remove the kinks from it.

"Oh, burn." Liv stated sarcastically.

"It was the best I could come up with on such short notice. What the hell was I supposed to do, tell him that I thought he was being a mother fucking, prick, son of a bitch, ass hole." Sara said coming into the living room and flipping on the TV.

"No, because that would have been ineffective. True and funny as hell, but ineffective."

At that precise moment, Sara's pager started going off.

"911 from Grissom." She sighed, rolling her eyes. "I'll IM you tomorrow." She hollered to Liv as she walked out the door.

Olivia got changed and went to bed.


A/N: Yes I know this chapter is really short, but the next chapter will be longer, I promise.