This is the fourth chapter. I don't know if I'll want to put up more chapters because I'm not getting any reviews. So I don't know what people want. Please R&R!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the SVU characters. I just have my characters that come from my brain. ;) Everything else goes to Dick Wolf.
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Rob sat at his desk, looking at the ceiling. That was a rather nice kiss, he thought. I wonder if she'll ever talk to me again. Wouldn't be surprised if she didn't. But damn, was that a good kiss!
He was slightly startled by a hand that ruffled his hair. It was one of his colleagues, and a rather nosy one at that.
"Hey, man! I see you staring at the ceiling and I know you're thinkin' 'bout somethin'. What's up?"
"Nothin's up, Nick. Now stop being so nosy. Don't you have a job to attend to?"
"Naw," Nick said. "Nothing really going on for me. So now you get me all to yourself."
"Great," Rob said sarcastically, annoyed by his too-happy hassler. "Now leave."
"Ah ah ah! Not yet! Did somethin' happen with that gal you're supervisin'?"
"That would be supervised. As in past-tense. She left this morning. And no, nothing happened between the two of us. It was all business related. Nothing anything personal."
"Yeah, right," Nick said, knowing his friend too well to believe that.
"Nick!" his boss hollered. "Get over here!"
"Ah, man. 'Kay dude, gotta go."
Nick stood up and pat Rob on the back. "Later." Nick waltzed off to his boss's office, not looking worried at all.
Rob again looked up at the ceiling. "Thank you!" he silently thanked God. He may not believe in God, but he sure is impressed by what he can make happen. He wondered if God could make him and Olivia somehow meet again. He needed to know if he had a chance of having a relationship with her. Perhaps he may never know.
DRAWN
"Christopher Lyning! Police! Open up!" Elliot shouted.
The door opened to show a woman around the age of forty or so.
"What are the police doing here?" She looked angry.
"Does Christopher Lyning live here?" Fin asked.
"Yes. He's my son. Has he gotten into trouble again?"
Fin and Elliot looked at each other.
"Mrs. Lyning, did you know that your son called the police two days ago?"
"No. I didn't!" She turned away from the detectives and faced the stairs. "Christopher Lyning! Get your ass down here this instant!"
"Just a second, mom!" someone shouted from upstairs.
"No! Get your butt down here, now!"
Elliot and Fin looked at each other. They each exchanged glances.
"Fine! I'm coming! God, mom!" Heavy footsteps were heard above the three's heads.
While Christopher angrily came down the stairs, Mrs. Lyning backed away from the door. "Come in," she said dryly, making no attempt to hide her negative emotions.
Fin and Elliot walked in while Mrs. Lyning closed the door behind them. She turned and faced her son as soon as he reached the bottom steps.
"Christopher, come here," Mrs. Lyning said, showing her anger.
"No."
"Christopher Lyning, come here now."
"No," he said again, not moving.
"You piece of shit!" Mrs. Lyning shouted, racing towards Christopher.
Elliot and Fin sprang into action, one holding the deranged mother back, while the other protected the frightened son.
"Mrs. Lyning!" Elliot shouted. "Stop!"
"Don't hurt my mom!"Christopher yelled, wrestling against Fin's hold.
This is getting out of control, Elliot thought. "Both of you are coming with us to the station house," he said, grabbing his handcuffs and sliding them on Mrs. Lyning. "Come on."
Elliot pushed Mrs. Lyning out the door as Fin and Christopher followed.
DRAWN
Olivia had been driving for three hours, trying to go as slowly, and as legally, as she could. She saw all the cars zoom by because the drivers were getting impatient with her. But she didn't think about that. She had to think about what happened between her and Rob.
Okay, she thought. First there was the arresting, then the interrogation, then the confession of Eric Doeman. He went back to his cell and I had gotten ready for his trial. I called Rob to tell him that the trial was now proceeding. Eric was sentenced to fifteen years for the murder of Alice Thompson. I then went and told Rob the conclusion of the case. We said our goodbyes and he pat me on the way out. I left, packed up, and was getting ready to leave. Then Rob scared me half to death because he got a call from Alice's mother. I received this beautiful box for helping out the Thompson family. She glanced at the box sitting to her right, sparkling in the sun. She continued her thoughts. Then I came out of the car…and…he kissed me! On the lips! Olivia couldn't believe it. Had she actually liked it? Had she liked being kissed? Of course she did. But by Rob? Did she have feelings for him? She had relaxed in his arms, so she must have feelings for him. At least a little. Right?
It was all too confusing and garbled for her brain to sift through before she got back to the precinct. She couldn't think about Rob while he was hundreds of miles away. He couldn't be on her mind when Elliot was so close to her each and every day. She wanted to be with Elliot. It was her secret fantasy. She had feelings for him, and she could tell that he felt the same way. But Elliot was married. He had kids. He couldn't just throw them away to run off with Olivia. And besides, she wouldn't support that decision even if he did. Not when her mother acted like she did. She didn't want her partner's family to suffer any more than they already have.
She had to stop. Rest. Think about the past day and what she was going to do. But to do that, she had to know what she was doing now. She didn't have to find a place to stay for the night, just a place long enough for her to take a good, refreshing break.
REST STOP AHEAD 3 MILES a sign read. Olivia sighed in relief. Just three more miles until her hour long break, well deserved.
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