First of all, to Mama Corleone: I would of had to arrange a custody agreement for Elliot with you.. No way would I have given up completely! But I'd be willing to share =D haha
Okie doke, wow I got 5 reviews for that last chapter! That made me so happy =D Thanks guys!
Here is a little story/PSA for you all. Over the weekend my friend and I got into a car accident. We were driving to McDonald's late at night and we were hit by a drunk driver. Luckily the accident wasn't TOO bad. My friend received a mild concussion and a broken arm, while I walked away with 2 bruised ribs. I play volleyball, and now I have to sit out and just watch while my teammates practice and get better without me... Thank God it is our off season.
But I honestly don't understand why people would put their lives and other peoples' lives at risk. It is so stupid to drink and drive. The accident could have been much worse, and I am so thankful it wasn't.
So please, don't drink and drive.
Anyway, now that I feel all political and such, here is Chapter 7 =)
Olivia was released from the hospital later that afternoon with a prescription of some strong pain killers for her head, and specific instructions not to get too stressed out.
As they drove Elliot gently took her hand and rested it on her thigh.
She intertwined their fingers and smiled.
"I missed you." he said.
She looked out the window guiltily, and when she didn't respond, Elliot gave her a questioning look.
"What's wrong? Does your head hurt?" he asked, worry evident in his voice.
It feels like someone filled her head with rocks, but she'd never admit that. Plus, that wasn't even why she wouldn't look at him.
"Liv?" Elliot asked again, pulling into a spot by his apartment.
"I'm sorry." she said.
"Sorry? For what?"
"I shouldn't have let White get a hold of me." she said looking down.
"Liv, that wasn't your fault."
"El I'm a cop. I should know how to defend myself, and now thanks to me White killed two innocent sops and escaped!"
Elliot quickly followed as she walked up into the building.
"Liv, there was no way you could have known he was going to attack you! He took you by surprise, this is not your fault, and nobody blames you." Elliot said once they reached the privacy of the elevator.
"I do." she said.
Elliot looked at her. She looked so sad, and guilty with her arms wrapped around her torso and upset eyes. He hated to see her like this. She shouldn't be blaming herself.
"Look at me." he said. The elevator had opened but neither of them moved.
Slowly, Olivia brought her eyes up to meet Elliot's.
"This is not your fault Olivia. There was nothing you could have done. White is to blame here, he took the lives of those cops, and almost took yours." Elliot said as the elevator doors closed again.
Olivia just stood there and looked at him. Her head really hurt, and the motion of the elevator moving again was making her nauseous, but she didn't care. She walked over to Elliot and wrapped her arms around his neck.
They stood like that for a few minutes until Elliot hit the number for his floor and they walked into his apartment.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
"I think I just want to take a nap." she said. She looked exhausted.
"Alright." he said, kissing the top of her head.
"Lay with me?" she asked.
He smiled at her and they walked into the bedroom and laid down together. He cradled her in his arms, breathing in her scent as she slept peacefully in his arms.
Elliot soon fell asleep with her, and they both dreamt of each other, unaware of what was to come...
Bum bum bum! Haha =p
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Hmm... That was kind of short. Next one will be much longer to make up for it!
