REWRITE 5
Olivia Benson woke up, and groggily eyed the clock next to her bed. 6.03am.
"Crap" she thought to herself, "Why can't I ever sleep in on my day off"
She started to close her eyes again, to try for a few more hours, when she suddenly became aware of a warm, naked body pressed against her back.
Who's on the menu today? She wondered.
She turned.
"Hey babe," the body said.
Olivia lay there, stunned, staring into the eyes of her bedmate.
"Don't looked so surprised, you know as well as I this was meant to be, babe.
"Hey, how about some coffee, decapitated, of course" he murmured
"Cassidy," she breathed, emotion started to flood into her numb body. Anger, rage, annoyance, it all boiled inside of her as she sat up.
Brian followed suit, "What do you say? Pick things up where we left off? You're still as ravenous as ever" He touched her shoulder.
"Ew!" Olivia pushed him away.
"Liv, I understand you're upset but come o-"
"I," she laughed, "I'm not upset. I am PISSED OFF!" She stood, pulling the sheet with her, and began to pace the room. So, author, it has come to this. I knew you weren't too fond of me but this was just childish!
Olivia turned to look at Cassidy, alone in her bed. Again. She smiled. Momentarily forgetting he had nothing to cover his… Short comings… Olivia was rather taken aback.
"Brian!" She exclaimed, staring him down, as it were, "How did we… uh… how did we ever… do it?" she shook her head just as he opened his mouth to protest, "NO! You know what? Lets not go there! No, EW! Oh God what was I thinking! EWWWW!"
"And YOU!" she cried searching for that unseen face that was slowly ruining her life "YOU"
"What? You didn't think it was bad enough the first time around, you gotta make me go through it again"
Cassidy's face fell, his little puppy dog eyes filling with hurt, "But, Liv…"
Olivia spun around to glare at him "Shut up, Brian" she spat out.
"But, Liv……why" he whined
"WHY, you want to know WHY, you… you amoeba-brained PLEASE INSERT APPROPRIATE INSULT FOR YOUR AMUSEMENT.
"Number one….It's DECAFFINATED coffee not decapitated, number two, It's RAVISHING, not ravenous and Number 3…number 3 you left the series 5 years ago and shouldn't even be here."
Olivia could feel herself going red in the face, and she took a few calming breaths.
She looked at Cassidy again, "Sorry, Bri….it's nothing personal, but" her eyes searched the room again "OK YOU SICK TWISTED SON OR DAUGHTER OF A BITCH, I WANT ANOTHER REWRITE. NOW"
God, what a total bitch. Is NOTHING good enough for her. Jeez, one Golden Globe on her mantle, and she thinks she can run the show. Well, I'll show her!
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