They contacted every living member of Michael Hays' family in New York.
None of them knew where he was and later added that they wanted nothing to
do with him. Something told them they weren't lying. Which meant they were
at a dead lock once again. He could be anywhere waiting at the most
opportune moment to strike again. They had to call it a day; there wasn't
anything else left to do. Fin and Munch decided they'd spend the rest of
the night at a bar.
" Why don't you two come?" Munch said. " A tough day like this, you could use a drink."
Olivia decided years ago that she was not going to turn to alcohol every time the going got tough. She didn't want to end like her mother after all. " No, I'm tired I could use some sleep?"
They didn't bother to ask Elliot because they knew where Olivia went he was close behind. They were joined at the hip.
" Okay, see you two tomorrow." They got in the car leaving John and Fin to their own devices.
As soon as the car left the conversation began. " Can you believe them, I tell you, that can't be healthy."
"What?" Munch asked.
" They spend every waking moment together, and now apparently sleeping."
Munch knew them too well to agree with this. " You don't really think there's something going on between them, do you?"
He was almost certain. " Everywhere Olivia goes, Elliot is close behind. That's not normal that's love."
John found it a little hard to believe. He knew he was Fin's partner in crime when it came to teasing them but he was joking. There couldn't be anything between Olivia and Elliot mainly because Elliot had known Olivia for years and he still seemed to be clueless on how to treat her. Olivia was always pissed with him for some reason or the other. If there were ever to be anything between them Elliot would need to start treating her like he treated the guys, and would never happen because Elliot had a hero complex. He always wanted to protect the victim, which was a child or a woman and Olivia was not a victim " No, that's not going to happen anytime soon," He finally said.
" I'll bet you a hundred bucks that the truth will come out before we solve this case."
Munch nodded. " This will be the easiest hundred bucks I'll ever make."
Olivia had positioned herself on the couch with remote in hand. She was determined to focus on the TV. She was not going to think about the events of the day. She flipped until she found something worth watching, reruns of Friends. Yes, comedy would help.
Elliot was in the kitchen looking for something to eat. He realized he had nothing. It was months since he and Kathy separated and he still was expecting her to do things like laundry and grocery shopping. He always forgot he had to do those things for himself now. He would have to order something. He walked over to the couch where Olivia had taken up residence and to ask her if she wanted anything.
It was only then Olivia realized she was hungry. She hadn't eaten anything for the day. " Yeah, I am kind of hungry."
" What do you want?"
She thought about it. " Chinese," she decided.
Elliot knew a really good Chinese restaurant that delivered. He dialed them up.
*** Half an hour and one box of noodles later, Elliot and Olivia had both position themselves on the couch and was about to tackle their second box of noodles and their second episode of friends.
" Do you know that this is loaded with fat?" Olivia asked Elliot.
" I never really thought about it," he admitted. " I never thought that you thought about those things too."
She shrugged. " I think about it but I doesn't stop me eating what I want. I eat the same amount of junk as any red blooded American."
" You're lucky because you look a lot better than many red blooded Americans."
She was blushing, she knew. It was compliment, and she enjoyed complements like everyone else. But she didn't know if she should say thank you or pretended that it was normal as the sky being blue. She decided just to continue eating.
He was happy with the job he was doing. He had managed to stop her from thinking about the day behind them or the one ahead. She really didn't need that to upset her. They were having what appeared to be fun. He couldn't remember the last time he had fun. It was a very odd for him. He decided that he liked the situation he was currently living in, he wouldn't mind having Olivia around more.
" Elliot you're staring," was what interrupted his thoughts. He quickly looked away. He wasn't aware that he was doing that and at the moment felt a little embarrassed. " Sorry, I was just thinking about something."
" What?" she asked teasingly.
He decided to tell her the truth. " That I like I having you around."
" All the time," she said like she doubted it.
He nodded.
" So you don't get sick of seeing me?" She asked.
" That's not possible. Do you get sick of seeing me?"
Her answer came quickly. " Just a little." She saw the disappointment in his face. " I'm joking, I like having you around. It beats having conversations with yourself." They laughed at this and continued to eat. This was the beginning of something, they weren't sure of what.
It was after ten that night and Olivia was just on the verge of sleep when the doorbell rang. Elliot was in the shower so she decided to get it. She opened the door. The person staring back at her was the last person she expected to see.
" You don't waste anytime, do you," Kathy asked almost in a vindictive manner.
At first Olivia wasn't sure if she heard right but the look in her face confirmed it. " I needed a place to stay for a few days," she explained.
Kathy rolled her eyes and pushed pass her. " And you thought that Elliot's place would be the best. How convenient for you."
Olivia looked like she had been slapped in the face. She couldn't say anything because she knew what it must have looked like form Kathy's side.
Kathy, having made point decided to get to the reason why she came. " I need to talk to Elliot, where is he."
" Elliot," Olivia shouted, anxious to get out of the room.
Elliot came out a few minuets later and saw a smirking ex-wife and an uncomfortable looking Olivia. " Hey Kathy, you're here about Kathleen?"
Olivia decided it was time to make her exit. In fact she wanted to leave the apartment on a whole. " Elliot can I borrow your car, I forgot that I needed some more clothes?"
" Yeah sure, call me when you get there."
Olivia took her coat of the rack and the car keys off the table.
" Are you okay," Elliot couldn't help but ask.
She nodded and left the apartment. She had no intentions of returning. Kathy was right. What was she thinking staying with Elliot? Kathy must have thought that she was planning it or something. That she was the cause of their divorce.
NOTE: Next chapter is really good, I swear. This one is rushed. I just wrote it.
" Why don't you two come?" Munch said. " A tough day like this, you could use a drink."
Olivia decided years ago that she was not going to turn to alcohol every time the going got tough. She didn't want to end like her mother after all. " No, I'm tired I could use some sleep?"
They didn't bother to ask Elliot because they knew where Olivia went he was close behind. They were joined at the hip.
" Okay, see you two tomorrow." They got in the car leaving John and Fin to their own devices.
As soon as the car left the conversation began. " Can you believe them, I tell you, that can't be healthy."
"What?" Munch asked.
" They spend every waking moment together, and now apparently sleeping."
Munch knew them too well to agree with this. " You don't really think there's something going on between them, do you?"
He was almost certain. " Everywhere Olivia goes, Elliot is close behind. That's not normal that's love."
John found it a little hard to believe. He knew he was Fin's partner in crime when it came to teasing them but he was joking. There couldn't be anything between Olivia and Elliot mainly because Elliot had known Olivia for years and he still seemed to be clueless on how to treat her. Olivia was always pissed with him for some reason or the other. If there were ever to be anything between them Elliot would need to start treating her like he treated the guys, and would never happen because Elliot had a hero complex. He always wanted to protect the victim, which was a child or a woman and Olivia was not a victim " No, that's not going to happen anytime soon," He finally said.
" I'll bet you a hundred bucks that the truth will come out before we solve this case."
Munch nodded. " This will be the easiest hundred bucks I'll ever make."
Olivia had positioned herself on the couch with remote in hand. She was determined to focus on the TV. She was not going to think about the events of the day. She flipped until she found something worth watching, reruns of Friends. Yes, comedy would help.
Elliot was in the kitchen looking for something to eat. He realized he had nothing. It was months since he and Kathy separated and he still was expecting her to do things like laundry and grocery shopping. He always forgot he had to do those things for himself now. He would have to order something. He walked over to the couch where Olivia had taken up residence and to ask her if she wanted anything.
It was only then Olivia realized she was hungry. She hadn't eaten anything for the day. " Yeah, I am kind of hungry."
" What do you want?"
She thought about it. " Chinese," she decided.
Elliot knew a really good Chinese restaurant that delivered. He dialed them up.
*** Half an hour and one box of noodles later, Elliot and Olivia had both position themselves on the couch and was about to tackle their second box of noodles and their second episode of friends.
" Do you know that this is loaded with fat?" Olivia asked Elliot.
" I never really thought about it," he admitted. " I never thought that you thought about those things too."
She shrugged. " I think about it but I doesn't stop me eating what I want. I eat the same amount of junk as any red blooded American."
" You're lucky because you look a lot better than many red blooded Americans."
She was blushing, she knew. It was compliment, and she enjoyed complements like everyone else. But she didn't know if she should say thank you or pretended that it was normal as the sky being blue. She decided just to continue eating.
He was happy with the job he was doing. He had managed to stop her from thinking about the day behind them or the one ahead. She really didn't need that to upset her. They were having what appeared to be fun. He couldn't remember the last time he had fun. It was a very odd for him. He decided that he liked the situation he was currently living in, he wouldn't mind having Olivia around more.
" Elliot you're staring," was what interrupted his thoughts. He quickly looked away. He wasn't aware that he was doing that and at the moment felt a little embarrassed. " Sorry, I was just thinking about something."
" What?" she asked teasingly.
He decided to tell her the truth. " That I like I having you around."
" All the time," she said like she doubted it.
He nodded.
" So you don't get sick of seeing me?" She asked.
" That's not possible. Do you get sick of seeing me?"
Her answer came quickly. " Just a little." She saw the disappointment in his face. " I'm joking, I like having you around. It beats having conversations with yourself." They laughed at this and continued to eat. This was the beginning of something, they weren't sure of what.
It was after ten that night and Olivia was just on the verge of sleep when the doorbell rang. Elliot was in the shower so she decided to get it. She opened the door. The person staring back at her was the last person she expected to see.
" You don't waste anytime, do you," Kathy asked almost in a vindictive manner.
At first Olivia wasn't sure if she heard right but the look in her face confirmed it. " I needed a place to stay for a few days," she explained.
Kathy rolled her eyes and pushed pass her. " And you thought that Elliot's place would be the best. How convenient for you."
Olivia looked like she had been slapped in the face. She couldn't say anything because she knew what it must have looked like form Kathy's side.
Kathy, having made point decided to get to the reason why she came. " I need to talk to Elliot, where is he."
" Elliot," Olivia shouted, anxious to get out of the room.
Elliot came out a few minuets later and saw a smirking ex-wife and an uncomfortable looking Olivia. " Hey Kathy, you're here about Kathleen?"
Olivia decided it was time to make her exit. In fact she wanted to leave the apartment on a whole. " Elliot can I borrow your car, I forgot that I needed some more clothes?"
" Yeah sure, call me when you get there."
Olivia took her coat of the rack and the car keys off the table.
" Are you okay," Elliot couldn't help but ask.
She nodded and left the apartment. She had no intentions of returning. Kathy was right. What was she thinking staying with Elliot? Kathy must have thought that she was planning it or something. That she was the cause of their divorce.
NOTE: Next chapter is really good, I swear. This one is rushed. I just wrote it.