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Chapter 2

Elliot smirked at her. "It's nice to see you too. Can I come in?" He took a moment to look her over. She looked healthy and well rested. Her face was fuller and her eyes brighter. Her hair was longer and more wavy than he remembered. Montana had been good to her.

He could practically see Olivia's head spinning with a million questions. She stood aside and gestured for him to come in. She closed the door and turned to face him. "It's nice to see you," she managed to say after a second. "It is, but El, what are you doing here? How did you even find me?"

He looked around the living room of the small house. It had charming wood floors and soft cream painted walls. A large, blue, braided rug took up most of the floor space. The stone fireplace was the focal point of the room, and judging by the ashes leftover in the hearth, it was well used. He could feel her eyes on him as he looked around. He turned back to her and chuckled slightly. "Cutting to the chase? You haven't changed." He sat down on the soft sofa and looked up at her.

Olivia snorted. "If only you knew. Now, are you going to answer me?" She walked around the coffee table and sat down in the wooden rocking chair across from him. "What are you doing here?"

"We got him, Liv," Elliot answered, a smile spreading across his face. "Lowell Harris is back in custody."

Olivia's eyes widened and she sat up straight in the chair. "Are you serious? It's over?"

"It's over."

"But Brody...he never called…"

"I might have persuaded him to let me tell you. That's how I found you. I can't believe they put you all the way out here."

"How did it happen?"

"Huh?"

"How did you find Harris?"

"Oh, he finally slipped up," Elliot told her. "We got a tip from a CI. Harris was trying to buy drugs off the CI's friend and he happened to recognize Harris. We found Harris hiding out in an abandoned warehouse in Queens with a couple of buddies from his guard days. They were tracking down leads on you."

"So he never knew I was here?"

Elliot shook his head. "They had leads as far west as Ohio. They weren't looking any further than that," Elliot answered. "But it's over, Liv."

"Wow...I can't believe it," Olivia said, standing and going to the window. It was dark out and all she saw was her own reflection in the glass. She felt disappointed. She expected to be in Montana for at least another six months based on the last update Brody had given her. She had all but given up hope that Harris was ever going to be caught five months into her new life. "That's-that's great, it is."

She saw Elliot stand and walk over to her in the window's reflection. "I thought you'd be more excited about this," he said, head tilted slightly. "Something wrong?"

She looked over at him. "Oh, it's nothing," she lied. "I just wasn't expecting this day to ever come. It's been a year, El. And a long one at that." She sighed and started for the kitchen. "Do you want something to drink? Eat? I know you just drove over three hours from the airport to get here."

"If you have any beer, I'll have one," Elliot said, following after her. He felt like she was leaving something out and wanted to get to the bottom of it. She looked almost upset by the news. He expected her to be thrilled and ready to leave the second he told her it was all over. "And then you can tell me how your year's been."

Olivia reached into the fridge and pulled out a bottle of beer. She twisted off the cap and handed it to him. "How's everything back home?"

"They're good," Elliot said, sitting at the table. "Everyone misses you. They can't wait for you to come back. Munch and Fin have been driving me nuts since you left. They're good cops, but the only partner I want to have is you." He took a drink and continued. "How's everything been here? Who did they have you pretend to be?"

"Fine," Olivia answered. "My alias is a farmer and horse boarder. I had a lot of learning to do when I first got here."

"You gotta be kidding me? You, a farmer? Whose idea was that?"

Olivia laughed. "That's what I thought too, but it all worked out. I've been selling vegetables and jams at the farmers market in town and taking care of other people's horses. Brings in enough money to live here comfortably."

"Bet that lesson in horseback riding from the academy came in handy," Elliot said.

"Horses were the only thing that were familiar to me, but even then, I still had no idea what I was doing," Olivia said. She remained silent for a moment, pondering her next question before asking it. "How's Kathy? The kids?"

"The kids are fine," Elliot answered, avoiding her gaze now. "Maureen's getting married in a few months. Met some guy at the school she teaches at. Kathleen just got a new job at a counseling center. Twins are getting ready for their first year of college. Eli's been keeping me on my toes. That kid is just a ball of energy." He smiled as he thought of his youngest child.

"And Kathy?" Olivia asked, leaning forward slightly, noticing he hadn't mentioned his wife at all.

"We're-uh-we're divorced now," Elliot let out a breath. "Kathy filed shortly after you left. It was just finalized a couple months ago. We really tried, but our marriage just wasn't working. We were staying together for the wrong reasons."

"Oh, El, I'm so sorry."

"Don't worry about it. It's fine. The kids seem okay with it. Eli stays with Kathy and I see him on my days off and he stays with me on any weekends off I get." He shrugged. "It's okay, really. Kathy and I are happier than we've been in a long time."

Olivia gave an understanding nod. She was really surprised to hear about the divorce. Before she left, she thought Elliot's marriage was going well. She thought Elliot and Kathy were finally getting things right. Now he was suddenly single and available. Olivia banished the thought. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about dating her partner. "So, what happens now?" She asked, wondering what his plan was and how she could sneak in the fact that she wasn't thinking about returning to New York.

"Well, I figured I'd be here a few days while you tie up any loose ends and then we can go home together," Elliot suggested. "Brody should be coming by tomorrow to finalize and close the case with you. Then once everything's done here, we can pack up and get you home."

Olivia bit her lip. "About that…" She said slowly, her eyes avoided his as her voice trailed off.

Elliot's brow furrowed and he frowned. "What, Liv?"

"I don't know if I want to go home."