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Olivia was looking at the grocery store shelf, not finding what she was looking for. She knew it was there, but it wasn't popping out. She jumped when she heard a voice behind her. "Can I help you find something?" She turned to find Elliot staring at her with a small smirk on his face. He was leaning dangerously close to her.
"What the hell?!" Olivia yelled in a whisper before talking normally. "I thought I told you to stay away. This is dangerous for both of us. Besides, why would you want to talk to me?"
"Well, you understand how crazy our families are." Elliot stated before handing her what she was looking for from behind his back.
Olivia took the can cautiously before putting it in her cart. "They aren't crazy. My family is very close knit and my grandfather was with us a long time before he died."
Elliot nodded once. "Yet, you don't agree with how our lives are being run."
Olivia paused. "No, I don't. But, that doesn't mean I'm going to jeopardize myself to solitude by talking to you." She started walking away, but he followed her. "Why don't you just stay away?"
"You're easy to track down." Elliot smirked putting his hands in his jacket pocket. "C'mon, if your family is anything like mine, nobody is going to see you here with me that knows your family. Just let me keep you company while you shop. The grocery store is full of creeps."
Olivia looked around the store and chuckled. "Yeah, that sixty year old really looks like she could take me." She rolled her eyes, but silently accepted his offer. "When did you know that you didn't want to be apart of the family business?" Olivia asked putting air quotes around the last two words.
"Well, it was probably when I first heard the story of how all this started. It didn't make sense to me why we were fighting our ancestors battles. If the world did that, we'd still be in the Civil War." Elliot stated grabbing a can from her cart and tossing it between his hands. "My dad had burned into my brain that your family was the enemy, but after hearing that story, I just didn't believe it anymore." He paused before scratching his jaw. "What about you?"
"It was probably when my oldest brother accidentally..." Olivia started, but paused.
"Shot my mom?" Elliot guessed raising one of his eyebrows.
"Yeah," Olivia breathed before grabbing a bag off the shelf and tossing it into her cart. "He felt horribly about it even if you guys were the enemy. Apparently, our ancestors said no women are allowed in the gun fights. Which, I'm all for with this. I really don't want to go out in my backyard and shoot at a bunch of guys that haven't done anything besides follow the family's wishes. Anyway, my brother hasn't really forgiven himself for that one, but he's getting closer with every gunshot wound my brothers and father get."
Elliot nodded. "I understand that. My mother was really into the fighting though. She wanted to join us in the woods. I didn't understand her. I don't understand anyone in my family. That's probably why I'm not close with any of them. My father is starting to see how this fight has taken over his life and I think it's sort of catching up to him that he doesn't have that much time left. He's older. It's not that I want my father to die. It's just-"
"You want him to see how silly fighting is your whole life when you can't win." Olivia finished for him. He smiled lightly and nodded. "At least you knew you're mother. Mine left when I was three. Of course, from what I've heard, I'm lucky I don't remember her."
"I'm guessing you don't want to talk about it." Elliot wondered looking at her.
Olivia shrugged. "I don't mind. She gave me a scar that goes from my shoulder down to the middle of my back." She glanced at him and saw his wide eyes. "You can't see it."
"Like I'd try to at this point." Elliot chuckled before they turned a corner. "I heard she was supposed to be in town this weekend."
"She is." Olivia nodded as they headed down another isle. "I only know what she looks like from pictures." She opened her purse and found her bag of M&M's. She took a hand full before putting them in your mouth. "Want any?" She asked through a full mouth.
Elliot smiled and took the bag. "Sure." He poured some into his hand before tossing them back. "Why do you have a bag of M&M's in your bag?"
Olivia shrugged. "I get hungry. I also have licorice, sour patch kids, and crunch bars. I have honey dunked granola bars for those times when the bears won't get off the road. All I do is chuck it into the woods and they go after it."
"Smart." Elliot grinned before eating more of the candy. He poured some into Olivia's open hand and watched as she shoved them into her mouth.
"Olivia?" A voice asked from behind them. They both turned and saw a taller woman standing there. She had blonde hair and was wearing a black dress that went down to her knees and was long sleeved. "Oh my God! Look at you!" Olivia spit out her M&M's before wiping her mouth. The woman stopped and looked confused. "Don't you remember me?"
Olivia nodded. "I remember you... Mom."
Elliot's eyes widened. "This is your mother?"
"Yeah, Jo Marlowe she goes by." Olivia stated before crossing her arms over her chest.
Jo smiled and walked over to her, opening her arms. "It's so good to see you!" She was about to hug Olivia when she flinched away.
"Don't touch me." Olivia gritted out backing away from her mother.
Jo furrowed her eyebrows and then seemed to have realization come over her. "What has your father told you about me? Has he set me out to be the bad guy?"
"He was almost defending you. It was John, Richard, and Tony that told me about you." Olivia nearly growled. "So, don't you dare say anything about Dad!" She was about to tackle her when Elliot held her back.
"You are going to regret it." Elliot whispered into her ear.
Jo's eyes widened. "You're a Cragen boy! What are you doing with my daughter?!"
Elliot glared at her. "Stay out of her business. She can spend time with whoever she wants to. And, I think you lost rights of being a mother when you took off."
"Just let me punch her." Olivia said climbing onto Elliot's back, trying to get over him.
"No, I may want you to, but you're going to regret it." Elliot stated before putting her on her feet and trapping her between him and the cart. "Stay away from her." He told Jo with a menacing look that almost made him look like a serial killer. He hurried off with Olivia still trapped by him.
Olivia glowered up at him. "Why didn't you let me drop her on her ass?"
Elliot looked down at her. "Because, then we'd really be in deep shit. The cops would come and they would take our statements. We'd be bound to end up in prison for the night just because we are family enemies according to legend."
"I guess you're right." Olivia stated before he let her go and took his place next to her again. "I still wish I could've punched her once."
"Do you want me to watch the cart while you take her outside?" Elliot asked standing still. He didn't even get an answer before he saw her run around the corner. He heard a screetch and a cart fall to the floor before someone groaned. Olivia came back around the corner and grabbed the handle bar of the cart. "Feel better?"
"Much, thank you." Olivia smiled before they heard another loud groaned from the isle. "She dropped like a needle." She stated before walking off to the next isle. Elliot chuckled and hurried after her.
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