Liv woke up the next morning in her bed. She instantly thought about last night, she remembered waking up in the middle of the night on Elliots chest. He woke up to the sound of her moving. "Hey" He said, rubbing his eyes. "Hey, how long have I been asleep?" she said. "Oh, not too long." Elliot said, lying. "Why don't you get to bed, I don't want to keep you up." Elliot said.
As she uncovered her sheets, she discovered she was bleeding. She hadn't had her period since it happened, the meds they had her on stopped it, a side effect she didn't mind. She just brushed it off and thought maybe it wouldn't stop it every time. She went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. As she stepped in, the steam enveloped her, hot on her skin. She thought about all that was happening. She couldn't understand how she felt so normal yesterday. She found that as long as Elliot was around, she felt safe. It wasn't just having somebody there, it was having HIM there. She stepped out and wrapped her towel around her. She looked in the mirror. Her figure was much slimmer than it had been before. She had been eating a lot less, and it was showing. Her doctor said that she had lost 20 had gone down a cup size, her thighs had a gap between them, and her stomach had been stripped of fat, all that was left was a scar. A thought that often came into her head was one she didn't like to think of. She had gotten the scar a year ago, after being hit by a suspect. The doctors told her the news, and it was indeed news. The thought that she had been pregnant for all of the 2 months before that baffled her, but the thought that she had lost it killed her. She didn't want to think about that now, it had been a year, and besides the time wasn't right. It was still something that popped up now and then, thoughts of what her life would have been like. She never told anybody though, not wanting them to know .
She forgot about it and went to the kitchen, realizing she was starving. She got all of the ingredients out, and decided to see if elliot wanted some breakfast. She walked into his room, seeing him lying there on his phone. He was watching some sort of fail video. She walked in laid beside him, both of them feeling oddly comfortable this way. "Well good morning" Elliot said, feeling her lay her head on his chest. "Good morning. Do you want some eggs?" She said, feeling at ease. "Sure, I haven't had a home cooked meal in a long time" He said with a smile. "What are you watching?" Liv asked. "It's just people falling down and doing stupid stuff" he said, laughing as a kid tried to jump over his car. "Why don't you watch it with me?" Elliot said, clearly enjoying this intimacy. "Ok" she said. They laid there together for a while, watching a few more videos and laughing.
At a certain point Liv got up, and Elliot followed. "So what are you making?" he asked. "Eggs, toast, whatever you want pretty much" she said walking towards the kitchen. "Ok, I want toast with caviar, oh and maybe some crab" He said with a childish grin. "Ha ha" Liv said sarcastically. "How about you be happy that i'm making anything, we both know cooking is not my forte" Liv said laughing.
As they sat down at the table Elliot was delighted to see that Liv still knew how he liked his eggs. "Over well, thank you!" he said. "Well, I decided not to be a total bitch today" Liv said. "So what's the plan for today?" Elliot asked. "I don't really know, I was thinking maybe we could just have a chill day?" Liv said. Elliot smiled "perfect".
"How many times have you seen that episode?" Liv asked with a laugh as Elliot knew exactly what the characters were about to say. "It's gonna be legen… wait for it wait for it… and I hope you're not lactose intolerant because the second half of that word is Dairy." He said, clearly impressed with himself. "Like a million times, it's my favorite one" he said. "Clearly" Liv said with a smirk. They watched some old shows that they both had loved, reminiscing on the good times they had on friday nights after work when his wife had sports with the kids. They would sit at the couch watching tv and eating either pizza or chinese. They had both missed these times, when there was no question that they would be partners for life, and their lives would always be the way it was.