Olivia's eyes flew open to a knock her door. She looked at her clock by her bed. 3:28 AM
She dragged herself off the bed and pulled her gun out of her holster since the knocking wouldn't stop. She went over to the door slowly. "Who is it?"
"Thomas"
She groaned being sleepy. She unlocked the door hearing her boyfriend's voice. "Hey"
Thomas glanced at the gun in her hand. "Um…I'm sorry I woke you up."
"It's fine" She placed the gun on the counter top in her kitchen. "I was just…cleaning my gun"
Thomas raised an eyebrow at her messy hair and blurry eyes. "I should let you get back to…cleaning your gun at three in the morning."
"No wait" She grabbed his arm before he walked away. "It's fine. Come in" She led him inside her apartment seeing he was worried about something. "What's up?"
"I don't know" he shrugged. "I'm just…confused."
She put her arm around his waist and led him to her couch. "About what?"
He leaned back and played with the pillow on her hand rest. "Have you noticed how I don't remember things from my past?"
"Yea" She nodded knowing they had constant fights about it. She always felt he didn't let her in as much as she let him in.
"I don't even know how I got the scar on my neck and back"
She placed her chin on his shoulder and gently kissed his scar on his neck. "Maybe when you were little. I don't remember things from when I was five."
"But you know how you got all the scars on your body" He wrapped his arm around her waist and gently touched her thigh where she had a scar from her mother.
"Are you just confused about your scar?" She took his face in her hands and made her him look at her.
"I don't know. How do I never remember anything before I was twenty-five? What is wrong with me?"
"Nothing" She whispered. "There is nothing wrong with you. You are perfect in every form." She kissed his cheek gently. "I know you. You are great."
He nodded a little and pulled her closer to his body. "I guess that's all I wanted to hear. Thanks"
"Oh baby of course" She hugged him and held him. "Anything else I need to fix?" She teased with a smirk.
"No that was it. Sorry I'm so whiny."
She laughed a little on his shoulder. "You are not whiny. You just had a moment."
"A moment?"
"Yes. A moment. Just like the times you talk to me about things that bother me and make me feel better. It's a moment of being low."
He nodded and let go of her. "I should let you get back to cleaning your gun" he playfully ran a hand through her messy hair. "I love this hair by the way"
"Shut up" She slapped his hand. "I was sleeping I admit it."
He got off the couch and pulled her up by her hand. "You give up so easily. I couldn't even grill you for hours and beat you up to make you talk."
She smiled and wrapped his arm around her stomach. "It's your face. It makes me confess things that I'm not even guilty for because it's just so cute."
He noticed she was leading him back to her bedroom. "Look at that we're going to a place with a bed. I should have been a detective. This is too easy for me."
"You wish. I'm not easy. I'm letting you sleep in my bed…with clothes on."
He kissed her neck as they came into the room. "Can I at least take my shoes off?"
"I'll see." She let go of his hand and got under the bed sheets. "You woke me up. There should be consequences for waking me up when I get a chance to sleep."
He took his shoes off and then his t-shirt. He sat down by her and moved her hair away from her face. "Hi there" He whispered.
She placed her hand on his chest and then pulled him down by his neck. She met her lips with his and gently kissed him as she rested her other palm on his back. She softly broke the kiss as he began to kiss her neck.
He moved on top her slowly and pinned her hands on the pillow as he kept kissing her. Olivia interlaced her fingers with his as he gently held her hands pressed to the pillow.
He stopped for a second and just looked at her. He was worried about her. This was the main reason he came over tonight.
"What's wrong?" She whispered as she looked up at him.
He just shook his head "Nothing. Sorry" He kissed her on the lips again. Olivia rested her hand on the back of his neck as they kissed.
Thomas sat up a little and gently put his hands on her shirt. He locked eyes with her asking for permission. Olivia lifted her hands up showing him it was ok to take her shirt off. He gently pulled it over her head and tossed it to the side.
Olivia kissed his neck as she unbuckled his belt. She playfully moved her hands to his butt and then felt a piece of paper in his back pocket. She didn't think anything of it until he took her hand and moved it away from the paper.
She slowly looked up at him. "What's that paper?"
"Nothing" He answered. He knew it was the paper the strangers handed him. It was names he didn't know but wanted to find out.
Olivia said nothing to that comment and kept unbuckling his jeans. "Hey Thomas?"
"Yea?"
"Are you sure everything is ok?"
He gently laid down on her and gently put his hand in her pajamas. He caressed her thigh slowly as he thought about the question. "Everything's fine"
Olivia nodded and decided not to ask him again. She could see something was bothering him but he would tell her when he was ready. She pushed his jeans down from his waist wanting to make him feel better in any way she could.
He went down her body and slowly pulled her pajama pants down. He took them off her ankles and tossed them on the floor. He moved up and held himself up with his arms by her waist. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to. I understand you have to get up in about 3 hours"
She wrapped her arms around his neck "If I didn't want to do this do you think I would let you undress me down to my panties?" She whispered against his lips. "I want to."
He just nodded a little and started to kiss her. He took her hands in his and unwrapped them from his neck as they kept kissing. He moved them down to her panties. This just caused Olivia to smile because he would never take her panties off. He always said it was her own choice if she would let him go that far.
She flipped so she was on top. She took his boxer briefs in her hand and pulled them off. She used to ask his permission but he told her one night she could do anything to him and he wouldn't care as long as it was her doing it.
Thomas kicked off the boxer briefs off his ankles and pushed them off the bed. He playfully flipped her so he was on top now. He started to kiss her breasts and softly placed kisses over her whole body.
Olivia closed her eyes feeling his warm, soft lips on her. She ran her hand through his hair and gently gripped it in a playful manner. She tugged a little and pulled his head off her. He just smiled knowing she loved to tease him knowing he loved to kiss her body. "Not so fast baby boy" She winked a little and slowly pushed her panties down to her knees because he was in between her legs. She took his hand and put it on her panties.
Thomas gently lifted her legs and then took the panties off. He glazed his hands over her perfect, gentle waist. He pulled her up so she was sitting on him.
This was Olivia's favorite part. He was gentle through everything but just a little fast to get her in the mood and make it fun. She held onto his strong shoulders as they kept eye contact. She playfully stuck out her tongue at him.
He smirked and instantly took her tongue in his mouth as they fell on the bed again.
Olivia burst into giggles and slapped his shoulder when he wouldn't want to let go of her tongue. This was a constant game they played. Last time Olivia bit his lip and now he was returning it.
She gripped his hair and tried to tug on it but this just made him bite her tongue. Not enough to hurt her but enough that she couldn't get it back. Both started laughing since neither would let go first.
Olivia mumbled his name. He mumbled hers back.
She slapped his back. He slapped her leg. Olivia rolled her eyes and mumbled something before letting go of his hair. He smirked and let go of her tongue.
"What did you say? I didn't understand you," He asked as he gave her a kiss.
"I called you a bastard," She answered.
"Oh is that right?" He moved his hand down and playfully tickled her between the legs.
Olivia squirmed with laughter "Stop it"
He stopped and pressed his lips to hers. Olivia gently kissed him back as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
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Thomas stared at the ceiling as Olivia slept. She was turned to the side and only sleeping in her panties and his t-shirt. He only had his boxer briefs under the blanket.
Olivia shifted in bed and rested her head on his chest. He put his arm around her and watched her clock on the nightstand. The numbers changed to exactly to 6:00AM
He hit the alarm before it went off knowing that was when her alarm was always set at. "Olivia"
"Hmm" She breathed out on his chest.
"You have to get up. It's six in the morning." He gave her a kiss on the forehead. "C'mon you don't want to be late for work."
"Five more minutes" She mumbled and turned to the other side.
He got out of bed and grabbed his jeans from the floor. "I want you up before I come back from the bathroom." He gave her a kiss on the cheek and went to her bathroom.
He came out ten minutes later dressed in his jeans but was shirtless since she was sleeping in his shirt.
Olivia was still asleep and wrapped up in the blanket. Thomas sat down by her and moved her hair behind her ears "C'mon Olivia"
She let out a groan "Leave me alone."
"I know you only got about an hour of sleep but you have to get up. You need to shower and get ready. I'll make you coffee."
"Why do I need to shower?"
"Because you smell like sex." He whispered and playfully rested his forehead on hers.
"Do I smell like you?" She mumbled sleepily.
He smelled her neck. "Yea. Mix of my cologne and aftershave. Mix of your perfume and both of our sweats combined."
"Eww I smell like you" She teased with a smile.
"Don't make me tickle you early in the morning." He slapped her butt. "Go shower and give me my shirt back."
She finally opened her eyes. She sat up and gave him a kiss. "Make me coffee?"
"Sure" He nodded.
She got out of bed and went to her bathroom to take a shower.
Thomas went to the kitchen and started making her coffee. Her house phone started ringing.
"Thomas can you get that?" She called over the water.
"Yea" he called back as he grabbed her house phone. He saw the number was blocked but still answered it. "Hello?"
"Well you are not Olivia now are you?"
He froze hearing the same voice that threatened him last night. "Who is this?"
"I think you know Riley," The cold voice answered. "May I speak to Detective Benson?"
"No" Thomas quickly answered. "Leave her out of this."
"But she is such a big part of it."
"Don't bother her. Talk to me. Not her"
"Oh I plan to get in touch with her Riley. But for the time being enjoy your dick in her mouth."
Thomas clenched his fist angrily but decided that offending this man was not the safest thing for Olivia or himself. "Don't call this number anymore" He hung up the phone and took a deep breath.
Olivia came out of her room with only a towel around her. "Who was it?"
He looked up. "Oh. Wrong number" he answered. "I made you coffee"
"Thanks babe" She dried her shoulder length hair with another towel as she went to fill a cup with coffee. She glanced over and spotted him gripping her phone tightly. "You ok over there?"
"Yea" He quickly nodded. "I have to go to work."
"Isn't Mike opening the bar for you today?"
He nodded as he walked over to her. "Yea but I think we are getting a new shipment of stuff this morning so I want to be there." He gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek.
"Your shirt is on the hook in the bathroom." She told him as she took a sip of the coffee.
"Thanks" He went to the bathroom in her bedroom and grabbed his t-shirt. He pulled it on as he pulled his shoes on that were by the bed. He went to the kitchen again. "Be careful at work"
"I will" She gave him a kiss and hugged him. "Thanks for last night"
"No. Thank you for last night" He smiled a little and gripped her butt. "You were oh so amazing"
She smiled a little and gripped his butt back. "So were you. Call me today?"
"Of course" He nodded and gave her a kiss. "Bye" He let go of her butt.
"Bye" She waved as she left her apartment.
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Thomas sat in his office looking at the inventory they needed.
He heard a knock on his officer door. "Come in"
His bartender peeked his head in "Someone's looking for you."
Thomas looked up. "Well Mike who is it?"
"I don't know. The guy just asked for Tommy O'Bryan."
Thomas just nodded. "Thanks. I'll be down there in a second."
Mike nodded and left his office.
Thomas took a deep breath and left his office. He went downstairs and spotted a man waiting by the bar for him. The man seemed older then him and was nursing a whiskey with no ice.
Thomas went over to him since he was the only one at the bar at one in the afternoon. "Excuse me?"
The man looked up at him. "Riley…Thomas"
Thomas looked weirdly at him. "Can I help you?"
"My name is Charles" he put his hand out.
Thomas shook it. "Thomas O'Bryan…but you knew that. What can I help you with Charles?"
"Let's take a walk" Charles finished his drink and got up.
Thomas raised an eyebrow. "Do I know you?"
Charles leaned over the bar "It's about what happened last night. You might want to know what's going on before they come after you and your girlfriend," He said in a low voice.
Thomas didn't argue with that. He grabbed his jacket and followed the older man out. "Mike I'll be back" His bartender just nodded.
Thomas walked with Charles on the sidewalk. Charles pulled out a cigarette and offered him one. "Smoke?"
"I don't smoke"
Charles let a chuckle and lit his cigarette. "I suppose you don't drink either?"
Thomas thought about that. He did. Until he met Olivia. His last drink was on their one-year anniversary. "No"
"Do remember me Riley? You don't mind if I call you Riley right?"
"Well everyone does for some reason so go ahead," He answered. "And no I don't remember you. Should I?"
"Have you ever heard of The Conner Family?"
"The Irish mafia in the Bronx right? I heard of them." Thomas nodded and looked at him. "Wait…your not…Charles Conner are you? The hit man for the family."
Charles just smiled at him. "Not for this talk I wont be. I'm your godfather"
Thomas let out laugh "Yea and I'm Al Pacino. C'mon is this a joke or something?"
"You are not Al Pacino. You are Riley Mitchell. The son of Kevin Mitchell. The right hand man for the Mitchell Family. You take care of the debts and anyone who stands in the way."
Thomas stopped in his tracks. "Are you nuts? I'm not part of a mafia-"
"Your right. Your not part of it anymore. The only reason is because they thought you were dead. Riley Mitchell committed suicide."
Thomas just stared at him trying to process all the information he just got.
Charles pulled out a newspaper from the inside of his trench coat. "If you don't believe me"
Thomas took it and quickly read the article in it. He read the description of himself. He took a deep breath and read out loud the part that convinced him. "Jumped from a 2nd story window. Mitchell suffered multiple cuts but had a severe cut on his neck and back."
Charles nodded at him. "You didn't want the inheritance of your family. You don't turn your back on the family so you did the only thing you knew would make this go away. You committed suicide."
"What?" He ran a hand through his short hair. "This is insane. Why am I not dead? Why do they think I'm dead?"
"Because you wanted to be. You lost all your memory. I came to the hospital knowing why you jumped. I faked the death certificate and I paid off the funeral home to bury an empty casket. You wanted your past buried with it so I did. I paid your doctor to feed you the bullshit of a new life. He told you your name was Thomas O'Bryan and you believed it."
Thomas shook his head. "No. This is insane. Your crazy" he tried to walk away but Charles pulled him back.
"You want your new cop girlfriend to die?"
Thomas bit his lip and shook his head. "No."
"Then you listen to me. You listen to every word I tell you. For the time being I am the only friend you got."
Thomas slowly nodded. "So…I have no memory of anything?"
"No. Your neck split open from the jump. Your brain was so smashed that it was miracle you survived. The only thing you know is what that doctor told you."
"And the bar? How the hell is that mine?"
"It belonged to a man that owed my family a lot of money. He gave it to Thomas O' Bryan in his will."
"In his will? How did you know he would die in time for me to take it after the accident?"
Charles smiled a little "Are you sure you want to know?"
Thomas took a step back. "No. I don't"
Charles just nodded. "Don't you think you should tell your cop girlfriend what is going on?"
Thomas thought about it. "No. She doesn't need to be involved in this. I don't want her to know."
Charles nodded and patted him on the shoulder. "Do what you will son. This won't end happily just to let you know." He walked away.
Thomas took a deep breath and shook his head. He went to his car and drove off to the SVU precinct to talk to his girlfriend.
