Chapter 3
So far it's 9 chapters and nowhere near being finished, so hopefully it'll go on for a while. And I think I've decided to make it E/O, since I seem so inclined to include cute little E/O moments everywhere. But it's gonna be minor, since I HATE when E/O takes over a good story. Anyway, here ya go, enjoy!
"What's the deal with this guy?" Fin asked Olivia. They had all been watching intently in the viewing room as Olivia and Travis talked to each other, and they followed her when she left.
"Nothing," Olivia said, sitting down.
"That's bull, we all know it," Elliot said, crossing his arms.
"It's not bull, it was me politely telling you that it's none of your business, but apparently you don't take a hint." Olivia sat down at her desk and continued with her paperwork.
"We need him to tell us what happened and he's not going to until he talks to you," Lake said.
"What, so you can all get the juicy details on my past? I don't think so."
"I don't get it. What happened between you two to make you turn your back on a kid just so you won't have to talk to him?" Elliot asked, shaking his head.
Olivia was on her feet in a flash, her face so close to Elliot's that he took an involuntary step back. "Don't you dare throw that in my face! You have no idea!" She screamed at him. Then she stormed off, grabbing her coat and leaving the precinct altogether. Everyone was stunned.
"What's all the yelling about?" Cragen asked, coming out of his office just in time to see Olivia disappear out the door. "Where's she going?"
"Perp really got to her," Elliot said dismissively, sitting down at his desk. It was always hard to deal with cases involving kids. He'd rather have Cragen think the case was getting to Olivia than know about her history with the perp. Fin and Lake went back to their own work without a word.
"She better get her ass back here soon, I can't have both of my best detectives on desk duty forever."
"I'm gonna go see if I can find her. I'll be back soon, cap," Elliot said, putting on his coat.
"Go ahead. But I want you chained to that desk when you get back."
Elliot left and headed to the café where Olivia usually went for tea when she needed to clear her head. He smiled when he saw her sitting at her usual booth in the back corner. He knew her so well. He slid in across from her and just sat there, breaking the silence only when the waitress came to pour him coffee.
"What do you want, El?" Olivia finally asked.
He shrugged, "Figured you could use some company."
"Bullshit. You want answers and you figured if Fin and Lake weren't around I'd give them to you." She knew him so well.
"I figured you'd want to open up to somebody you can trust," he corrected her.
"Just because you spin it to sound good doesn't change what it really is," she said, smiling.
He shrugged again, "Fine, I won't ask anymore. You'll tell me eventually."
"You smug son of a bitch." But she laughed when she said it. Elliot smiled, his expression matching the smugness in his tone. "We should head back. There's a mountain of paperwork waiting for us."
"All the more reason to stay here." But he followed her anyway.
