The Barson Daily prompt for this week - photograph. And it will not get out of my brain.


Small Revelations

You would think the revelation would have happened after some huge event. A near shooting. A horrible case when they had too many drinks and she lost some of her inhibitions with him. But not even the death of a squad member or a hostage situation or him almost being forced out of the job did it.

It was never that dramatic. All it took was a picture.

She was sitting at her desk, looking at the coverage their latest case had gotten in the paper. There was a picture, above the fold. Him, amidst a throng of reporters. Her, standing just off to his side. And she was looking at him. Olivia set the paper down and turned away but immediately turned right back, eyes wide. She made a small, strangled noise and Carisi looked up from his phone.

"Lieu?"

Olivia slowly picked up the paper and looked at the picture. Really looked at it. And what was there… well, she couldn't deny it any longer since all of the Post subscribers were looking at the same picture too.

"Lieu? You ok?"

"I love him" she said softly, unable to tear her eyes away from the picture. Carisi had to stifle a laugh. "Yeah, boss. We know." She looked up at him and was out the door before he even knew what had happened.

She blew right past Carmen and into his office, where she found him looking at the same paper, the same picture she had been just a few blocks away. He looked up at her and smiled. "I think we may need to finally have that talk."