Disclaimer: I don't own Cold Case, or any of the lines that are from the show that will appear in this chapter.

Chapter Two:

Nearly a month had gone by since the incident in Connecticut and Lilly was very surprised that she and Scotty had managed to act as if nothing had gone on between them. At first she had found it hard not to look at him without picturing him naked, but eventually she was able to push those thoughts out of her head and maintain her professional relationship with him. Scotty seemed to be doing better to, he'd even started going out with Vera at night when he needed a wingman, even though she could tell he didn't approve of Vera flirting with women when he was still married. Scotty had even said he was thinking of getting back out into the dating market, and Lilly knew that he most likely wouldn't be on the market long. Scotty was a really great guy, he was sweet and caring, any girl would be lucky to have him in her life. Plus from what little she experienced of it, the sex would be fantastic.

One cold January morning, Lilly walked into the department and found a middle aged woman with short blonde hair sitting beside her desk.

"Can I help you?" she asked as she placed her bag on her desk

"Yes, I spoke to someone at the desk downstairs and they said to talk to a Detective Rush or Valens, I have some information on my brother's case"

Lilly nodded "I am Detective Rush" she said pleasantly, holding out her hand to shake the woman's. Scotty walked over and handed her a cup of coffee "And this is my partner, Detective Valens"

Scotty took a seat on Lilly's desk and smiled at the woman "What can we help you with? Mrs…"

"Adams, but you can call me Beth"

"You said you had some information on your brother's case?" Lilly prompted

They listened as Beth started to recount how her brother had joined a cult back in 1978 and when they tried to get him out with a help of a deprogrammer, he supposedly got away and committed suicide with a dose of cyanide. But now it appears that the deprogrammer is under investigation for the accidental death of a girl in his charge. Scotty was taking notes and listening to Beth, he was completely absorbed in what she was saying, until he saw Anna Mayes, walk into the department. She waved at him before she walked into Stillman's office; Scotty wondered why Anna would be coming into the precinct to talk to his Boss. But he shrugged it off and returned his attention to Beth.


Stillman was standing at his desk, looking over some files on his desk. He looked up as Anna walked into his office. "Anna Mayes" he said cheerfully

She smiled at him "Can I?" she asked, indicating the door to his office. He nodded and she closed the door behind her.

"What's going on?" Stillman asked, noting the serious look on her face.

She cleared her throat "My Lieutenant sent me, we found a body in the Schuylkill this morning"

Stillman nodded "Did you call the out desk?"

"No, I came to you 'cause uh….it's someone we know" Stillman looked slightly concerned, wondering if it was one of his detectives. He hadn't seen Nick or Will this morning; could it be one of them? "It's Scotty's girl"

Stillman's heart stopped "Elisa?" he asked Anna nodded "Thanks Anna, I'll have to ask that you let me talk to Scotty"

"Sure" she said softly "We'll be in touch" and she turned to leave.

Stillman looked out into the bullpen, watching Scotty talking to the woman at Lilly's desk. He knew that Scotty had been going through tough times, when he had broken up with Elisa; he knew that this was going to kill him. He only hoped that Scotty knew that they'd all be there for him. Stillman picked up the phone and called Manny Fernandez, before he talked to Scotty, he needed to be sure.


After getting off the phone with Manny, He walked out of his office and over towards Lilly's desk, Lilly was escorting their informant out of the department and Scotty looked up as Stillman approached "Mornin Boss, Lil and I have some new direction on the Matthew Adams case from 78" he informed his Boss

"That's great Scotty, do you mind taking a walk with me?" he asked

"Err. Sure Boss. I'll just tell Lil….'

"Now Scotty" He knew how the police grape vine operated, the last thing he needed was for Scotty to hear about Elisa from someone else.

"Okay Boss, I'll just get my coat"

It was cold out and the Schuylkill still had small ice bergs that were moving serenely down the slow flowing river. Scotty pulled his jacket tighter around him and shoved his hands in his pockets. He could tell that Stillman wanted to talk to him; it must be something serious for Boss to take him out here and he couldn't help but think that Stillman was going to fire him, or tell him he was going to be transferred out. Had Boss found out that he'd slept with Lilly?

"So what? You give Anna my job; bring me out here to break the news?" he asked chuckling nervously.

"It's about Elisa" Stillman replied sombrely.

Scotty had gotten a phone call from Elisa's sister telling him she'd had signed out Elisa from the hospital last week. She told him that Elisa had been asking for him, her sister wanted him to drop by to see her but Scotty had said no. As much as he would love to see Elisa, he just couldn't get dragged back onto that rollercoaster again. But now Boss had taken him outside, and was talking to him about her.

"Is she in trouble?" he asked as concern flooded through him.

Stillman took a deep breath, as a cop he had delivered death notices before, but this was a first time he had to inform someone he knew that the love of their life was dead. "They found her in the Schuylkill this morning"

Scotty's brow furrowed in confusion "Found her?"

"Yeah, it looks like she jumped" he clarified

"No, that can't be" Scotty said in disbelief, Boss had to be mistaken, Elisa couldn't be dead. It had to be someone that just looked like her.

"I sorry Scotty"

"No, cause she wouldn't" he replied. Elisa was a catholic same as him, suicide was a mortal sin. There would be no way that she would have jumped; some bastard must have pushed her off the bridge.

"I spoke to Manny Fernandez from West; he's got Anna working the case"

"Well I gotta talk to Anna, cause…." He paused trying to control his emotions "she was afraid of heights. She was getting better"

"I know" Stillman said

Scotty tried desperately to bite back tears, he wasn't going to cry in front of his Boss "I gotta walk" he said.

Stillman watched as Scotty walked away from him, his head and shoulders slumped forward. He knew it was best to leave him alone right now that Scotty needed sometime alone.


When Stillman returned to the precinct he headed straight for his office, Lilly had stopped him to ask him where Scotty was. But all Stillman had said was he was taking some lost hours. Lilly thought it was strange, as Scotty rarely took time off, even when he was sick. So Lilly had taken Will with her to go interview Crawford, the deprogrammer about Matthew's death. Crawford was sticking to his story however, that Matthew had snuck out the window of the bathroom. He did however point them in the direction on Maurice, the cult leader who was in jail.

Maurice wasn't talking however, leaving Lilly and Will with not much to go on, so they headed back to the precinct empty handed. Hoping Frannie had had some time to look over the autopsy report.

Vera came out of the break room later that evening, carrying a large cup of coffee in one hand and a piece of paper in the other. "Frannie looked over the autopsy report, says that Matthew had abrasions on his back, mighta come from being dragged" he said as he walked over to Lilly's desk and leant against it.

"If someone moved him, it goes from suicide to murder"

"Maybe the deprogrammer?" Vera offered

Lilly sighed "No, Crawford hopped a plane to Miami that night, records back it up" Lilly replied, stretching her arms above her head. She looked up as Stillman and Will came over to them "Crawford's in the clear Boss" Lilly informed him.

"Bad news" Will began "Scotty's girlfriend"

"They found her in the river this morning"

Lilly's face fell, and her heart immediately went out to him. She had always felt so close to Scotty but after Connecticut …. It was as if there was an even stronger bond between them "Where is he?" Lilly asked in concern

"Home" Stillman replied simply

"We gotta go there" Lilly said standing up and looking around at her colleagues, she was desperate to know that Scotty was ok.

"He needs time Lil" Will said, putting his hand on her shoulder. He knew what must be going through Scotty's mind right now, when his wife had died all he wanted was to be left alone.

"That's what he wants"

Lilly sighed and took a seat back down at her desk, staring across her desk at her partner's empty chair. She could vaguely hear her colleagues talking about hitting Jones' to have a drink for Elisa. Lilly said she wasn't in the mood and she picked up her coat and headed for the door.


Lilly unlocked her door and stepped over the threshold of her apartment, and pulled her gun holster and badge from her belt, placing them on the table. She headed straight for the phone. She knew that Boss had told her to give Scotty some time alone but she needed to talk to him, to see if he was okay. She had just finished dialling his number when she heard a knock on her door, sighing she hung up the phone, Chris probably forgotten her keys. She opened the door and came face to face with Scotty, he was wearing a ratty old hoody and a pair of dark blue jeans. She could tell by looking at him that he'd been crying his eyes were red and puffy. "Oh Scotty, I am so sorry. Boss told us about Elisa. Are you okay?"

"You said a month ago that if I needed you, you be there." He reminded her "That offer still good?"

Lilly nodded and stood back to let him in, she closed the door and brushed past him, walking into the kitchen. "Can I get you cup of coffee or something?"

"No, I don't need coffee" Scotty whispered and he followed Lilly into the kitchen. He watched her busy herself at the coffee machine in the corner and in his alcohol induced haze he crossed the small gap between them, trapping her between his body and the counter. "What are you doing Scotty?" Lilly asked as she felt his breath against her neck.

He didn't answer her, but lifted a hand and brushed aside her ponytail and pressed a kiss to the back of her neck. She could now smell the alcohol wafting off him and she turned around to face him, for the first time in the nearly two years she'd know Scotty Valens, she felt afraid of him. "What are you doing Scotty?"

"I need you, I need to forget if only for a few minutes" He said, his arms resting against the counter on either side of her slim body. The look in his eyes was one of pain, in a haze of lust and alcohol and she didn't make an attempt to push him off when his head dipped forward to kiss her. His tongue brushed against her lips and she tried to deny him entry into her mouth.

She knew she should stop him; her partner was clearly drunk and confused. If he was sober he wouldn't be in her apartment at 10'oclock on the night he'd found out Elisa was dead, kissing her. Her hands slid up his chest and pushed him off her "You've been drinking Scotty"

"I ain't drunk Rush and my mind is clear" he slid his hands under her coat and it fell to the floor, he unwound her scarf from her neck, his hands cupping her cheeks gently. "Your confused" she tried again.

"I ain't confused Lil, I know I want you"

He lifted her up onto the counter and stepped closer to her and started to kiss his way down her neck, only this time Lilly didn't push him away. She closed her eyes , hoping that Scotty would realise that he didn't want to do this.

"Chris could be home any minute, please Scotty" He released his claim on her neck and looked at her, his breath coming in short rasps. She could see the real Scotty Valens, trying to fight his way through the thick fog of depression, guilt and regret that had descended upon him.

The Scotty Valens that would try and make her laugh, the Scotty Valens that would bring her a cup of coffee when he made himself one, The Scotty Valens that was there for her after her ordeal with George Marks, who sat up with her all night after that, refusing her requests to leave, knowing that she didn't want him too. She knew that it was probably crazy, but in that moment, she realised that this was something that she needed to do for him. She slid off the counter and he didn't stop her. She took a step towards him, and tentatively placed a hand on the side of his face. She raised herself up on tiptoes and lightly brushed her lips against his. When she pulled away she took his hand and guided him towards her staircase. If she was going to do this, she didn't want to do it in her kitchen, where her sister could walk in on them. He didn't say anything as he followed her up the narrow staircase to her bedroom, she opened the door and he stepped into her room. He looked around her small bedroom, at her ornate four poster bed, her matching chest of drawers opposite. At the small blue armchair in the corner, where her two cats sat, glaring at him fiercely.

He heard the door close and watched as Lilly stepped towards him "I don't want you to do something you do wanna do Lil, I just….I…"

"Shhhhh, it's ok Scotty, I know" She placed her hands on either side of his hoodie and slowly dragged it up his body, tossing it to the floor. Scotty didn't moved and he watched her as she started to unbutton her own shirt, allowing it to fall at her feet. Scotty's eyes came to rest on her chest watching her breast rise and fall with each breath. He took a step towards her, his hands grazing her sides, one hand moved up her slender back and undid the clasp on her bra. When it was undone, he lowered his head to kiss his neck as his thumbs brushing the straps from her shoulders.

Scotty just needed a distraction from the worst day of his life; after he went to inform Elisa's family of her death he spent the next couple hours just wandering the streets of Philly. When he became too cold, he headed for Jones' tavern for a drink. Jones had said something about him being surprised that one of his best customers was in his bar in the middle of the day. Scotty had simply said he was having a bad day before ordering himself a Scotch.

When Jones' had finally cut him off, he'd taken his keys and told him to go home and sleep it off. Jones' had gotten him into a cab, but when the cab driver had asked for Scotty's address, he found himself giving Lilly's instead. He hadn't even realised it was so late, until he saw the clock in Lilly's kitchen.

He could tell Lilly was afraid of him at first, and he tried to stop himself, but he needed her. When they slept together in Connecticut however wrong they both agreed it was, it had helped him if only for a little while. He wanted that feeling again, but not if she wasn't willing. As bad as he needed her, he was still prepared to walk away if she told him no.

When she kissed him and taken his hand in hers, leading her up to her bedroom, he knew that he wasn't forcing her. That she was willing to do this for him, even though it was most likely another mistake.

Lilly led him over to her bed and lay down against the mattress, watching as Scotty dropped his pants and climb into bed beside her.


Chris slid the key into the lock and pushed the door open. She removed her coat, scarf and gloves, tossing them down on the couch "Lil?' she called as she walked into the kitchen. The light was on, yet her sister was no were to be seen. Maybe she had been called back into work, but hadn't she seen the service weapon and badge on the table near the phone? "Lil" she tried again "I got off work early, you home"

She looked over towards the fridge and saw Lilly's coat and scarf on the floor, that wasn't like her sister. Lilly was a neat freak. She was forever hassling her about leaving her clothes all over the floor on the den where she slept.

Chris picked up her sisters coat and went to hang it up on the coat rack by the door. Maybe Lil was upstairs, she sometimes like to eat takeout in bed with the cats. Chris ascended the stair and walked towards the bedroom door. She was just about to knock when she heard a series of soft moans and groans emitting from behind the door. As far as she knew her sister wasn't seeing anyone, and yet she was clearly in there having sex with someone. Chris smiled to herself, it was about time her tightly wound sister got some action. She doubted that it happened too often, not with the insane number of hours that Lilly worked. Chris quietly crept back down the stairs, and to her makeshift room in the den, closing the door.

Scotty hovered over Lilly, out of breath but completely satisfied. He eased himself out of her and dropped to the bed beside her "Oh my God Scotty" Lilly muttered looking over at him.

Scotty's eyes were closed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Although Lilly and he had just had sex for the fourth time that night, it wasn't enough. He was still thinking about Elisa and it still hurt like a knife to his heart, Scotty rolled over to the centre of the bed and started to press kisses down her neck. He rolled back on top of her and at first Lilly tried to push him away. "Scotty, stop" she whispered. Scotty shifted his weight and she gasped when she felt his hardened penis against her sensitive centre. "I need you Lil"

Lilly's hands stopped pushing him of and instead wrapped around his neck, moaning as he slid into her again.

A/n: Okay, so it's a little OCC for both of them but Scotty did do something stupid when Elisa died. Figured I'd put a different spin on it this time. Please read and review.