Inside her apartment it was cool and dark and quiet. There were no whirring sirens, no unruly perps, and no sobbing victims. It was peaceful and calming.
Liv lay on her back staring at the ceiling and nursing a mug of green tea.
Riley had been cared for, sent to stay with her aunt and uncle on Long Island. Munch and Fin had tracked down Mr. Albert, police surviellance had been set up at his apartment in Battery Park. When the DNA from the kit came back they would bring him in and go from there.
For now Liv had another person to worry about and decipher.
That person was Elliot.
"What is going on with him?" Liv asked the shadows, fully understanding that the shadows could not answer her.
She knew Elliot thought he was being a good actor and fooling her, but he was wrong. Liv knew something was not right and she knew that whatever it was that was up was bad. First there was his secretiveness about Kathy and his home life; Second came Elliot's bad, even scary attitude with the she said/he said case and his disposition towards her, his partner. The list never ended- from his rumpled clothes to his hazy expression.
'I am a detective damn it! I should be able to figure this out', Liv thought furiously.
Although, Elliot was a detective too, he knew when he was being interrogated and he knew almost all of the techniques and strategies to getting someone to talk...
Deep in the farthest corner of her mind Liv knew what was going on.
She knew with all of her instincts and the evidence already on the table that her partner was self-destructing.
What Liv did not know, however, was how to prove it and what to do afterwards.
There was no way she was going to go to Cragen just yet, it was one thing to be suspicious and quite another to make accusations. Then again, this was Cragen, their boss, the man who in many aspects was much like a father. Maybe it would be a good idea to go to Cragen, or maybe she should wait... Yes, waiting would be a good plan and if in a few days more evidence turned up or her suspicions were somehow confirmed then Cragen would be brought in.
Yawning wide it occurred to Liv how hard she was mulling over this and how much more exhausted it was making her.
Liv placed the mug on the coffee table and padded to the bathroom where a warm bath waited and afterwards her warm bed beckoned to her. Liv fell asleep a short time later, her mind full of everything but her body too tired to deal with it just then... and sleep came...