I'm driving out to a crime scene in the middle of the night, listening to the radio. A song comes on, I Wanna Love You Forever by Jessica Simpson.

I wanna love you forever
And this is all I'm asking of you
10 000 lifetimes together
Is that so much for you to do?
Cause from the moment that I saw your face
And felt the fire in your sweet embrace
I swear I knew
I'm gonna love you forever

Before I know it, tears are streaking down my cheeks and I have to change the station. That's the first song Alex and I ever danced to.

Oh, Alex. I do love you forever, and I always will.


She's standing in the distance, throwing her head back and laughing at something Abbie said. Abbie's on one side and Serena's on the other, holding her hands. Her baby blues are shining with mirth.

"Alex!" I run to her as fast as my feet can carry me, but it's too little, too late, and by the time I get there, she's gone.

And then I wake up, sobbing for my lost love.


I go to the optometrist and he tells me I need glasses. I pick out a black pair with square frames, just like Alex's. We'll be twins when she gets back.

If she gets back.

I get to work on Monday and the captain tells me that glasses aren't a good idea because a perp could easily pull them off and disorient me. He makes me get contacts and I leave the glasses on my beside table, waiting for Alex, for her return.


"You need to stop focusing on her," Serena tells me. "I know it's hard, Olivia, and I know you love her. But she's not coming back and you need to let go."

But that's the problem. I love her, and that makes everything else impossible.


"Alex!" I practically gasp when I see her.

I haven't seen her in years, and suddenly she's appeared out of nowhere, back into my life. And I can't even say I'm upset. She's been out of Witness Protection for two years and I've called her so many times, but she's never called me back. I understand – she's ashamed, I suppose. She doesn't like being seen in a vulnerable position. But still – we were in love. Well, I still am with her. Whether she is with me remains to be seen.

But she's just as nonchalant as ever, striding toward me, her silky blonde tresses bouncing like she's in a Pantene commercial, those bottomless blue eyes framed by black squares, twinkling like the deep blue sea. "What have we got?"

Us, I don't say.

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