Chapter Twenty Eight: Talk With the Guys

It had been three weeks since the Police Ball. Hans had just gotten off of work. He had taken a quick shower and dressed in comfortable clothes. He made himself something to eat and settled on to the sofa. He was watching one of his favorite shows when someone knocked on his door. Hans got up and padded over to the door he opened it. He was met with the sight of Elliot, Fin and Munch standing in front of him.

"Hey Hans" Elliot said loudly. "Mind if we come in?"

Hans thought about for a moment. He really didn't want them to come in but they were Olivia's friends. He stepped aside and let them pass through. He shut the door and led them into his living room.

"Nice place you got here" Fin said looking around. They were standing in the living room. A nice blood red carpet line the floor, with two black sofas and one love seat. There was a large glass coffee table in the center. A huge flat screen tv hung on the wall. There also was an enormous window overlooking the city. The window would show a beautiful sight of the city during the night.

"Thank you, would you like a tour gentleman?" Hans asked.

"Sure" Elliot answered.

"Well as you can see this is the living room." Hans walked across the room into the kitchen. It was hard wood floor. There was a long counter occupied with a full mini bar. Hans moved on through the house showing the detectives each room one by one. He just finished showing them the bedroom. Where they came to a room that had its door shut; Fin stopped in front of it.

"What's in here?" he asked. Hans came back around and opened the door for them and led them inside. The room was bare except for a large table sitting in the center of the room. It seemed to have a mini town set upon it.

"You play with toys?" Elliot laughed a little surveying the town in front of him.

"I enjoy making models in my spare time. The exactness to every conceivable detail, it's beautiful" Hans said joyfully looking over his work.

"Well that completes our tour let us go back to the living room and sit." The followed him back to the living room. Hans gesture over to the black sofa. "Please have a seat; can I get anything?"

They declined his offer. Hans sat across from them in the love seat.

"So ask away" Hans simply said.

"You know why where here?" Munch asked raising an eyebrow.

"Of course, to ask me question about Olivia, you wouldn't be here for any other reason."

Elliot nodded. "Noted."

"So asked your question; I'll answer them honestly."

"So what are thoughts on Olivia?" Munch asked.

Hans took a deep breath and began to speak. "Olivia is a beautiful, intelligent, caring and gentle woman."

"What are your intentions with her?" Fin spitted out immediately.

Hans looked over to Fin. "You're going to be more specific than that."

"Alright," Fin said leaning forward. "What is Olivia to you? A late night booty call, just some girl on your arm or something that is marriage material?"

Elliot and Munch looked over at Fin shock at that marriage material part. Hans looked a little startled too.

"Believe me when I say Olivia is not just some booty call nor is she just some show women." Hans leaned back in his chair sipping his drink. "See is my girlfriend, where dating each other at the moment."

"Is that it?" Elliot asked.

"For right now."

"What are some flaws about Olivia?" Elliot asked out the blue.

"Olivia is a giver" he said finally after pausing a moment to think.

"How is that a flaw?" Fin asked curiously.

"In most situations it's not but Olivia gives everything she has to everyone she can. She goes beyond what the jobs requires her to do. When she worked on my case, she spent hours on it even let me stay at her apartment so I could get a good night of sleep. Olivia getting burned out she needs to time for herself; Olivia wants a life but she seemed not able to get it.

"And what your going to give her a life now?" Fin said.

"Yes, Olivia was there for me in my darkest hours and I'm going to be there for her."

"Do you love her?"

"I… " he began.