Friends

They sat across from each other silently, staring at the wrappers left from their lunch. Even though they could still hear the sounds of children playing it seemed so far away, and suddenly there was nobody there but them, and nothing to stop them from talking. And that's what scared them the most.

"So…" Elliot said leaning on his hands, "how've you been?"

"I've ah, I've been good," she replied. Suddenly they were both silent again, "Oh and I had a kid."

"I noticed."

She looked down at her hands, "you know it's funny when I found out I was pregnant I thought, 'oh my god I can't wait to tell Elliot' then I realized I couldn't do that."

"You could've," he answered defensively.

"Yeah like you wouldn't have hung up on me before I even got a chance," she stopped noticing the discomfort in his eyes, "hey, I would've hung up on you too."

"Liv, what the hell happened with us?"

"We got in a fight and I left the squad. I just didn't come back this time."

"I never thought, I never thought that we'd block each other out for so long. Every year on your birthday, on Christmas, on September 20th, I wanted to call you, to see you. I just, I can't believe that all of this was over one little fight."

"One little fight?" she asked laughing, "I think the kiss might have had something to do with it too."

"Olivia," he reached over and held her hand, "if I could have anything in the world, it would be you. The only problem is it can never happen. But having you as a friend it's the next best thing."

"Friends? Like Ross and Rachel friends or like Phoebe and Joey friends?"

"Well technically we're already Ross and Rachel friends. We just won't end up together."

"Unless Dean and Kathy happen to die in a mysterious fire…"

"Yeah, your evil plans haven't been working out so well lately so how about we just learn to deal with the current situation."

"You mean secretly being in love with each other even though we're both married and have children who are now best friends which will of course force us to spend awkward time together with our spouses in the room."

"Pretty much, yeah."

"Okay," she said while throwing what was left of their lunch into the trash, "You know September 20th is in two months, we should celebrate."

"Ah," he sighed, "the happiest day of my life."

"Okay if this is gonna work out you might not want to tell your wife that the day we became partners was better that your wedding day and the birth of your five children."

"It'll be our little secret," he said arching his eye brows, "speaking of weddings, I cannot believe you didn't invite me to yours, I mean I know we were fighting but that's cold."

"We eloped, the only people there were my brother and some weird old guy who cried through the whole ceremony."

"Wait you got married in Vegas right?" She replied by nodding her head, "Was his name Ralphie?"

"How the hell did you know that?"

"Oh I can't share that information with you, it's classified," he said opening the door, "Allison! Justin! Let's go!"

"Classified," she repeated, "I thought I was the fed."