Thank you for your help everyone. Though the age may be off by a few years, just picture this all happening when the kids are younger!
Olivia was at her desk, wondering how to handle the situation regarding Taylor. She thought about her partner. For as long as she had been working with him, she knew he trusted her, and she trusted him. But the trust she was thinking about didn't have to do with Elliot. It had to do with herself and Taylor.
The phone rang, interrupting her thoughts. She looked at the number. It was Elliot. Quickly, she tried to think of what to say to him. When it rang four times, and she still couldn't think of anything, she took a deep breath, and answered it.
"Hey, how's the case?" Elliot said, first thing.
"Oh, um…" her mind raced for the quickest truthful response that wouldn't give anything away just yet. "It's getting there." she told him.
"Yeah?" he began to look for details.
"Elliot," she said, "You told me you were going to take a break, see your kids." she explained. "Just relax. I have it under control." she said, trying to convince herself while she tried to persuade him.
"I…I guess you're right." he gave in. "Sorry. I'll try and get some rest." he said.
"Ok, I'll talk to you later." she told him, trying not to feel or sound excited or guilty about wanting to feel this way. The sooner they hung up, the easier it would be for her.
"Ok, see ya Liv, and thanks."
"Yeah. Bye." and she hung up with a big sigh of relief. How in the world would she tell him? Soon enough, she decided that she'd better just get to work on the case than waste anymore time thinking about Elliot.