A/N. Ok, Chapter 5 thank you to the people sticking with me on this story.So this chapter is a lot of dialogue, some things need discussing and this chapter is the most intense thing I've ever written.I honestly feel sick with nerves uploading it but back to a lighter one for Chapter 6.Also to note- I couldn't possibly imagine what someone such as Olivia's character had gone through during *that* time so I attempted to use my own emotions after my attack mixed with how I felt Olivia's character would respond with a bit of how I would like it to go.Anyway, enough of that, Any comments, reviews, messages of advice would be greatly appreciated.

The puddles pooled against the frame of the outdoor windowsill as the light, rhythmic tapping sound of the rain hit against the glass. The city's sky was filled with clouds of grey, the only break in the light turned out to be the bright flashes of lightning tearing through the dullness, the split-second cracking sound was closely followed by repeated long, loud rumbles of thunder before leaving the noise back to rain, the storm gathering up its energy before it releases again.

It wasn't just the weather outside that presented an invitation to spend the day in bed, the warm body that was pressed against her back, the strong tattooed forearm that held her tight in place was wrapped around her waist and the slow deep breaths of someone content in sleep was making it difficult to ever want to leave this most perfect moment, after a bit of a rustle his breath warms the back of her neck

"Hey Liv……you awake?"

Her body entirely still, she smiles

"Morning, I am.." whatever words she was going to say afterwards had been drowned out by the sounds of the newly re-energized storm as a bright flash of light took over the room.

"Wow, take a look at that" Elliot jumps out of bed, heading for the window leaving Olivia to let out a small giggle as she positions herself upright on the bed, pulling her chest into her knees she encases her arms around her body

"What are you laughing at?" Elliot heads back over towards her

"So, you weren't kidding when you used to joke about being able to sleep through a storm huh?"

"Really? It's not just started? How long have you been up?"

"Not long, I enjoy listening to it sometimes, it can be weirdly peaceful"

She looks over to Elliot who looks deep in concentration, She unfolds her legs and leans forward, her arms taking hold of his shoulders before she kisses the side of his temple.

"What are you thinking about?" her voice was gentle and showed genuine interest

"I'm just thinking back to when the kids were little, we had storms like this.. the girls, they were fine, nothing phased them, same with Eli but the twins...the twins would get so scared, we'd hear their little feet flying from their room into ours, straight on the bed, hiding under the covers"

"That's so sweet El, I bet you have loads of memories with the kids"

He reaches around and presses his lips against her mouth.

"Lie back with me Liv?" he relaxes his body against the headboard of the bed

"I should really get up, we have things to do and we both need to report to the precinct"

It's 4.43 am, we have plenty of time, just lie with me...just for a bit, I've waited so long for a morning like this with you .. I want to hear everything, everything that I've missed"

"Ha," getting up from the bed and wrapping the hotel dressing gown around her she places a glance back towards his direction. "Now... that will take a lot longer, I'll get us some coffee"

"I'll help" he takes charge going ahead of her, taking out the coffee mugs and setting the pot away to brew the hotel-branded coffee "So Noah?...he's Noah Porter Benson"

Olivia starts going off into a sweetheart motherly moment of pride, telling him all about her boy, the cheekiness and slight attitude he's starting to develop, his favourite subjects at school, even a quick synopsis of his hobbies and interests. Elliot can't help his loving stare, he's taking every bit of this part of her in, the part he never got to see but always knew she would be a natural at. The mothering side of her life that he wished he had been a part of.

She could tell he was interested in hearing everything about Noah, but she was mindful as to how involved in her excitement she had been

"I'm sorry, I've gone off on one haven't I?" Reaching for her mug from him she nods back towards the bedroom, where he smiles back approvingly. Leading the way he turns back round to face her

"So yeah...Noah Porter Benson?"

At that the clarity hit and she realised the emphasis on the hyphenated name

"Oh, what? Noooooooo…..no way"

Elliot can't help but laugh at her obvious awkwardness

"Just checking" he winked as took his place back on the bed. Olivia knew she wasn't going to get let off with that one and he was biding his time to lightheartedly bring that one back again.

"Ok so quick coffee and then I have to get home to get dressed"

"We have a perfectly good shower here and complimentary hotel toiletries might as well make use of the NYPD having to stretch their budget to get this kinda place "

"Well they didn't exactly have a choice given the club we needed to be opposite, did they? How about you pack up the toiletries and take them back to your apartment that way we can both go home, get dressed in different clothes and not appear to have done the obvious to the eagle eyes waiting for us at the precinct"

"Ok, ok you win…. so you uh...you gonna talk to Edgar?"

Pinching the bridge of her nose and placing her half-empty coffee on the bedside table she lightly shakes her head remembering what transpired last night

"I going to have to, I need to speak with him professionally to see if there's any sort of information he can give us"

"And are you going to talk to him about things, non professionally?"

"Well, I don't think I've exactly got a leg to stand on… given the circumstances of last night" raising her eyebrows, she smiles towards him, quickly looking away when a wave of flushed embarrassment hits her "I've no right to be mad, we didn't have a label on us but... "

"But it's still not nice, I get it Liv, I do. Are we gonna talk about last night, what happened between us, what this means?

"Let's not, not yet. We can just enjoy this morning and the rest of our coffee, we can figure it all out when we wrap this case up and send our two merry agents back to their next job."

"I agree, let's just enjoy this time…Speaking of those two, you gonna fill me in? What's the story with you and Dana?"

By the time Olivia had made it home, she had the smallest amount of time to actually get herself showered, dressed and ready to head back to the precinct. This feeling was one she hadn't felt for such a long time. Sneaking back home into the early hours, walk of shame style burning with potential regret and questions. Did he really come back for her as he said? was he just lonely and wanted to fill that hole, should she have stopped what happened and offered her shoulder instead? it was all too much and she didn't have the time for self-doubt so back things go into the 'Elliot Box' to manifest for a little while longer.

It was just a few months ago she had her head straight, things were somewhat clear she had given up a long time ago on Elliot returning and hoping there would not be an 'us' between them. He had left, they had both retreated to opposing sands and she was left picking up the pieces of her life and heart without him.

Inner conflict was a bitch she thought and her facial expression must have given her mood away because the cabby dropping her off outside the precinct had asked her politely but bluntly if everything was ok? Assuring the new, caring stranger she was just deep in thought she smiled, paid the man and headed inside to be met by Dana.

"Hey, hey Olivia.. How are you this fine morning?" closing up the gap between them Dana has little interest in waiting for a response "So about last night?"

"What about it?" Olivia bites back, walking slightly further ahead in a ploy to amit some form of conversational distance between them

"The club, we heard that Mr Goodwin was a friend of yours and I'm just making sure everything is all ok there, you know we would like to speak with him at some point if all that's ok… with you?"

"Yes of course... of course it is"

Pointing towards the figure stood in the middle of the room ahead, Olivia's heart skips a beat when she notices the tall, broad figure stood ahead of her

"That's great, he's already here" pointing over towards Edgar, Dana takes off into the direction of Edgar

"Dana, wait..do you want me to talk to him?"

"No, I don't think that's a good idea right now, do you, Olivia? Maybe you could chat with him when we're done?"

"Is there anything specific you're looking to get from him? Do you think he has any involvement?"

"Right now Olivia, we just want him to help us with our enquiries"

Dropping the handle on the holding room door she causes Edgar to turn round, catching Olivia in his eye line.

"Olivia…" He shouts over towards her but all she can manage is a half hesitant wave, an awkward smile and a head shake.

Calling her name again and leaving the room after a sceptical but approved head nod from Agent lewis he heads towards Olivia, who's frozen on the spot, taking everything that had happened over the last few weeks she just didn't have, whatever this was, in her right now.

"Edgar, How are you?"

Touching her arm he observes his surroundings for spectators before leaning in to whisper "Olivia, I hope you know… I have nothing to do with this and if you would let me.. I would like to take you to dinner to explain fully"

Olivia recoils from his touch but still passes him a sympathetic smile

'It's fine, honestly Edgar, you don't owe me any explanations besides I may need to speak with you in an official capacity and if that's the case then I can't have had any prior knowledge of the situation"

"I'm disappointed you think I have some involvement? Is this because of what happened between us? I feel like I need to have a conversation about that? I intended to call you."

If an eye roll was a giveaway sign to the fact she desperately did not want to go down this path right now, than he wasn't very good at 'reading the room' and continued to press on with his insistence that he needed to explain

"Edgar I'll call you later and we can discuss, is that ok?" she asks, veering off towards her office

"Yes, that's great. Thank you Olivia - I'll look forward to hearing from you."

Just as she is about the enter her office a voice startles her from behind

"Hey Liv, everything ok? Was that who I think it was?"

"Mmhmm" she nods looking at Elliot with exasperation

"So is everything ok there?"

"He wants to take me for dinner to discuss the other…" Her sentence is stopped short by the abrupt however polite interruption from Fin

"Hey, you two arrive together?"

"Yeah Fin, she just can't get enough of me" wrapping his arms around Olivia's shoulders his laugh bellows into the room

Shaking his head "Somethings never change" Fin says as he passes them by and walks into Captain Benson's office, he's greeted by an already waiting Agent Dean Porter eager to get this meeting started and by the looks of it in no mood to put up with the usual playful banter from these ex-partners he had been exposed to on many occasions in their pasts

"Oh Liv look, there's baby daddy" Elliot quietly teases while lightly jabbing Olivia in the arm with his elbow

"I honestly have no idea why you think you're funny" rolling her eyes again, she pulls all her professional, team leading and Captain Skills back into effect "Agent Porter, you have an update?"

The rest of the day was filled with round-ups of the individuals who had frequented the club the evening before, questioning and attempting to connect the dots to see if there was any clear opening for a breakthrough. The operation from the evening before had concluded to not have found anything of significance other than two regular club attendees the agents wanted to get a little closer to, they were going to send in some UC agents to pose as girls from an alternative club and see if this opened up any new investigative routes.

SVU had worked a lot of extra hours over the last few weeks managing not only their own caseload but also this new assignment. Olivia decided the team needed to take some time off, so she rotated their requested dates over the next few days and took the opposite day to Fin's choice, off for herself. It would be easier to relax on her day off knowing Fin was in charge, he was more than capable of holding down the fort for the day besides between what had happened with Elliot and what had resulted with Edgar her head was spinning, she seemed to have this new intensity to her life now and speaking to both of them was now more of an obligation than a choice. The thrill, however, of this new interaction with Elliot was actually quite uncomplicated and comforting, as uncomplicated as two people with a complex history, needing to undergo many detailed conversations/explanations and catch ups can be.

"Hey Noah, come on you need to get your shoes and bag together, you have school"

"Coming Mom" the brown-haired boy shouted as he came running out of his room, hands filled with his shoes, coat, and water bottle "Are you taking me or Lucy?"

"I'm taking you today AND picking you up too"

"Yeahhh, can we do something when you pick me up Mom pleassse?"

The happiness and light in his little face stretch a smile across hers

"I was thinking.. How about a movie? We can get an early dinner straight from school and we can go see whatever you want?"

When Noah suggested he wanted to see some new action-filled monster motion picture that was slightly above his recommended viewing age Olivia regretted giving him full choice.

"How about this one instead?" she asked pointing to a new cartoon that's been advertised on the Cinemas app

"Let me watch the trailer and I'll see if it looks good. Henry at school said his mom let him watch the monster movie and it was soooooo cool."

"ha did she now, well I bet it isn't even that good.. It's obviously more scary than funny, and we want funny, don't we?... here, you watch the trailer on my phone before we leave " pressing play she hands her device to Noah as she collects the things he had carried from his room, as far as the living room and dropped into a heap on the floor.

"Mom…..Mom?"

"Yes Noah, does it look good?"

"Who's Elliot? And why does he want to come over today?"

It's a good job the coffee this morning had kicked in because two occasions of needing to think quickly to deflect Noah's attention was going to be tough.

"erm..he's just someone from mommy's work, I take it he text?"

"Yeah can I reply for you mom, can I send a message back to him?"

"no, not this time. Let's just get your shoes on and head on out to school. So the movie? Does it look cool?" she had hoped to have received a message from Elliot asking her to meet up today, after all, he was around when she arranged what differing day she and Fin were taking off and had half expected that he already would have text by now.

"Yeah it looks fun Mom, can we get snacks too?"

"Of course we can, whatever you want….but within reason"

"Ok Mom, race you downstairs" he took off out the apartment door with her closely following.

When she opens the door she's greeted by Elliot handing her some takeout brunch bags and coffee

"We could have gone out for brunch, you know?" she smiles as she lets him enter the apartment

"Yeah well, you know. I thought we could have time out of sight"

"Ah-ha" the flirtatious tone to her voice gives him the response he's looking for and he moves in towards her, placing his hands against her waist, his fingers trail over her shapely hips exploring the sides of her thighs before travelling round to grab her faultless ass. He takes his time letting his lips trace over her neck because he's very conscious of the excitement that built up the other night. She leans back, giving herself into him, softly moaning at his smooth touch before he transfers over to her lips, pressing his mouth in hard against hers he passionately grasps the sides of her head to intensify and deepen his kiss. Olivia's body is left in a state of aroused hypertension when he unexpectedly pulls back from her, only to go back in for one last encounter against her lips before he asks "Shall we have brunch now?"

Begrudgingly straightening herself together again she smirks seductively after him "You big tease, Elliot Stabler"

"I couldn't kiss you any longer without wanting you Liv…. but we need to talk about what it is we want?"

The indignant sigh she released before speaking made him change his demeanour to that of a more serious one "Liv, I know you don't want to have to deal with the past, but I'm all in with you. I've wanted this, you for such a long time now that I don't want anything to mess this up"

She shakes her head in defeat "El, I understand all of that but I, I don't know where to start." Her voice shifted into a whisper "I'm enjoying this with you Elliot, it feels fresh and new but yet we still have a connection. I don't want any discussions we need to have to change how this is."

"I get it Liv, I feel the same way, trust me I do but there are things we need to discuss, things that aren't specifically about us"

"What do you mean, not specifically about us?"

"Liv… I, I wanted to ask you about those….?" He rubs the palm of his hand against his face and puffs out air as if he's preparing to take on some sort of extreme physical task.

She knows what it is he wants to ask but she wasn't going to volunteer herself, she needed him to ask because if there's the tiniest of chances that what he's about to question her on, isn't what she thinks it is, then she's not going to offer up the topic willingly.

"What? Elliot? Ask me about what?"

"The scars Liv, I wanted to ask you about the scars"

Even though she knew it was coming, hearing the physical words triggered that heart-sinking feeling inside of her, she closed her eyes, held her head in her hand and soundlessly repeated his words "The scars"

"Liv, look I get it, I understand"

"Understand what Elliot? What is it that you think you understand?"

"The scars Liv, something obviously happened to you and I've spent the last few days thinking it over, what happened? I originally thought you must have been in some kind of accident, had an injury on the job or something but there's something just a bit different with you? I don't think it's that?"

"Different? Different? You disappear for 10 years and you don't think I'm going to be different? I really don't want to talk about this." Turning her back from him she starts to head towards the door "I think you should go"

"Ok, see.. now I know Liv, now I know it wasn't some freak accident that gave you randomly shaped scars in those areas was it?"

"Elliot, I said I didn't want to talk about this, I really need you to go..now" The calm but harsh tone to the final word had intended to come across as hostile however he clearly had no desire to leave her apartment or end this conversation

"We are doing this again, are we Liv? I have bared my soul, my life to you and you are keeping everything so tightly strapped to your chest that I have no idea what is going on. This…Liv, it's just sealview all over again?"

"Just like what? Are you absolutely fucking kidding me right now Elliot? Just like fucking sealview?"

"Yeah, you were always fine then as well, you think I didn't know otherwise? Do you think I didn't know something more than you let on had happened to you? I could have been there for you Liv, I could have supported you, helped you. I would have done anything for you, you know, actually, I did do anything for you and I stayed clear of it, I didn't mention it and as much as it fucking killed me I chatted to you about other things, things that had no relevance or importance even though I knew you were hurting because that is what you wanted me to do"

"So why don't you do that now Elliot and just drop it"

"Because I don't want to do that Liv, I want to know what happened to you, I want to be here for you. I get it a lot of time has passed between us, we have distance and neither of us is the same we were back then but I know I can be here to support you now"

He takes a seat on her couch substantiating his words that he's not going anywhere

but now Olivia's voice has raised to borderline hysteria levels, she's so enraged that she doesn't want to control it, she doesn't care if he knows how angry she is at him, pushing her on this "You want to know? and you understand, do you really Elliot? You can't do this, you can't walk away… not be there for me when I needed you the most and sit your self-righteous self-down on my couch and demand I tell you the most private painful details of my life. You can't just bring up my behaviour after Sealview just like you can't force me to discuss Lewis"

"Lewis? So it was one person? Someone called Lewis did those things to you? What the fuck did he do, when was this?"

"No, you know what, you don't get to know. You don't get to force me to tell you"

She needs to not go here, she feels vulnerable right now and she can't have him look at her in that way, with pity, she sees it all too often in people whenever a certain thing is mentioned that bares any slight resemblance to her experience, she feels their eyes, watching her, checking to see if she's going to crack, observing her to make sure she can 'handle' it and that's a part of her life now, its something she deals with, but not right now, not with Elliot, this re-emergence of the old they gave her this protective bubble of blissful ignorance and she's not yet ready to have it burst.

"You know what Liv, If you're not going to tell me, I'll see what I can find out for myself because regardless of how I find out, I'm here for you" he takes his phone out from his pocket and starts typing the newfound out name in google alongside the name of his former partner

"What are you doing? No" She jumps towards him, knocking the phone out his hands and it falls onto the sofa

"What the hell are you doing Liv?"

Her whole demeanour has changed now and she's no longer angry, her hands are shaking and she's standing over the phone, guarding it… her eyes are already full and red when she turns her head away from him in an attempt to hide her tears

"You have no right, no right at all Elliot to threaten me with my internet search returns, it's not fair… you weren't there for it, you didn't come for me"

She still can't bring herself to look at him but her voice breaks once again giving her helplessness away "I desperately wanted you to come for me, you didn't and afterwards I waited, I waited for you while I tried to piece my life together, you didn't come in all the years it's taken me to help myself heal after him, I've dealt with everything I have without you, so now you don't get to just type my name into google and think you can understand."

She watches his reaction and moves her body further away from his, he's just about to speak but then she doubles back on herself and heads towards him because she's not finished yet

"You decided when you were going to come back, You decided when it was good for You to come back into my life and for what exactly? To see if I was still head over heels in love with you? To see if you could click your fingers and we could reconnect just like old times. You took yourself off, done your healing, or god knows whatever it was you did, you even split from Kathy and even then you didn't even text me? Email? Check-in? What happened Elliot? Did you get older, your options started drying up and you became lonely? You saw Kathy in love again and felt like time was running out and you thought of me?"

"Are you actually fucking kidding me Liv? You honestly think all that or are you just angry at me for leaving? I love you, Olivia, I always have, I knew I'd hurt you, trust me, I couldn't stand the state I was in after I left Liv, no matter how hard I tried there was always something missing, I was so fucking sad. I wanted to speak to you every day, everything the kids did I wanted to tell you when I heard something funny I wanted you to know because I knew you would joke along with me. I missed you so fucking much and at first, I kept telling myself this was what was best, best for everyone I could be a good father to the kids and you could move forward with your life"

Elliot slowly moves closer towards her as he listens to her response

"I did move forward Elliot and I'm happy, Noah is my everything, my whole world but it wasn't all happiness" her voice cracking into a whisper at the end of the sentence, her hand shaking more noticeably and her tears fall more regularly, he places his hand in hers and squeezes it slightly to stop the shaking, his other hand grasping her chin, gently lifting her head so he can look in her eyes, he slowly strokes his thumb across her cheek wiping away the tears. When she smiles, nuzzling her face into his hand he moves his arms to judiciously wrap around her back pulling her body into his chest, hoping it offers some comfort and safety.

He affectionately places the gentlest of kisses onto the top of her head and waits like that until she's ready for anything else.

"I forgive you El" she whispers "I forgive you for leaving as you did, I understand your reasons and you're a good man for trying to put your family first, and after all...maybe I should.. Thank You.. If you hadn't left I maybe wouldn't have had Noah"

She feels his tight grip loosen around her as he releases a strong exhale, his once tense body seems to lose its pressure and she can literally feel the weight fall from his shoulders

'Liv...I, I'm so sorry….you've always had my back and I'm so sorry I didn't have yours for such a long time but I promise you -"

He stretches his arms outwards taking her body with them so that he can look into her eyes again as he speaks

"I will not leave again, I will not let you feel alone or abandoned or however you felt after whatever happened to you. I will be here from now on, I will have your back for everything. If you'll let me?"

"Can you promise me one more thing?" she can't look at him when she asks and she's turned her eyes to transfix on the framed portrait she has of Noah on the wall

"Yes, of course, anything?"

"Please do not try to find out what happened to me, I want to tell you, the parts I feel comfortable with you knowing, I would rather tell you than you than you read anything"

"I appreciate that Liv and I won't. I'll wait to hear it from you, even if you can only whisper what happened at first, I'll be here for you.'

"Ok, so apart from statements, trials and essential conversations this is a first" She straightens up in the seat next to Elliot and appreciatively responds to his offer of hand-holding for reassurance before she takes a deep breath and begins

"We had an unusual suspect and an unusual set of circumstances, nothing notable at the time to think he was of any danger to any of us, he had a MO, a usual pattern and going after law enforcement wasn't it. We had him and he got off, I took it quite hard and needed a few days off but when I got home….. I knew something was off straight away but for whatever reason, it still just didn't register. You know what it's like, this job, I've had people in my home before, I've walked a corner and been blind sighted, I've been in terrifying situations but this…..this was different El"

She removes herself from his hold and bows her head between her legs rubbing the palms of her hands against the other.

"I let my guard down, I was naive, at that moment, that one short moment, It was like I wasn't a cop, it was as if I hadn't received training on how to protect myself in a situation like that and I just, I just froze"

"Oh, Liv…. He was here? In your apartment?"

"Not here, my old apartment, I had to move because of the flashbacks and the blood and the smell I just had to walk away from there and never look back"

The twitching of his face is a tell to the anger building up inside of him, he can no longer convince himself that the scars littered across her body were from some freak accident or a bizarre car crash, he was no longer able to remain idyllically oblivious to the thoughts of her in pain and suffering but he needs and wants to remain calm because he has to hear this and put her first.

"Physically, my body...it healed. The scars you asked about, they took time to heal, it took time to be able to stand in front of a mirror and look at the reflection, it was too unfamiliar and in all honesty, it made me sick to my stomach to look.."

"Liv, I…"

"No El," reaching out and taking his hand again, she offers a wave of reassurance to him now because she knows from her years on the job, that the images that will be flooding his mind right now will be killing him inside.

"It's OK…what I'm trying to say is that, that part of me, the physical part. I'm ok with now. I learnt over time to accept the indentations, the marks, and the story that my body is screaming to tell whenever it's seen. I try not to let it impact my self-confidence but sometimes, sometimes …"

Her voice is even slower than it was before, the cracks have dwindled and although she's stronger when she speaks the tone is a ruminant of the pain she is re-living in her mind

"The fear, that deep, pure, intense fear that I felt over those days, that comes back and when it hits, it hits hard"

Moving her hands over her body to match the journey of her words

"It starts in the pit of my stomach and it begins to bubble from there.. I close my eyes and focus on something else, anything else but it doesn't work. The bubbles grow inside and they gain height, completely taking over, my body shakes, the muscles in my legs tighten and I never know if it's because they want to run or they want to hold and freeze me into place, the pressure in my chest feels like someone is powerfully pushing down leaving my lungs gasping for air…. my mouth… It…. it goes completely dry on me and if I'm speaking I need to stop because otherwise what comes out is stuttered or mispronounced and then the flinches, El, the flinches, the hypersensitivity to noise, to touch it's just all too consuming and that's the thing, that's the thing that still attacks me, it arises when I'm not suspecting it and it's not always the thought of him, it's that feeling, that feeling that's born when you experience the worst terror of your life and it carves an even bigger scar on you than any of the ones that can be seen, it hurts the worst and it's the most dangerous because in those moments, those moments of refreshed subconscious panic I don't know who I am anymore."

"Oh Liv, come here..does it happen often?" his holds protects her from breaking down and the intimate pressure creates the security of support that she hasn't felt the need for so desperately before

"Not as much now, in the beginning, I thought I wouldn't be able to work, to do my job but now it's a lot less regular and seeing Dr Lindstorm has helped somewhat."

" you see a shrink?"

" I do"

"I want you to feel safe talking to me Liv"

"I do, I wouldn't have told you all of that if I didn't El and I know it must be difficult to hear"

Phone Rings -

"Just leave it - I want us to finish discussing this,"

She moves away from him and holds her hand out to dismiss his reluctance

"Benson… ah-ha, Ok, I'll tell Detective Stabler… 30 minutes? Ok see you then"

"Dana?" he asks to move towards the back of the chair to retrieve his jacket

"No" she responds picking up her bag and keys "Porter, there's been a development in the case and we are both needed."