"What the hell...?" Olivia thought as she watched John walk out of the squadroom. She knew he could be weird and it wouldn't be the first time he gave her a sealed envelope containing yet another essay on the corruption of political powers. She hoped that wasn't what this was because they were always twenty pages long, and she had to read it to perserve his feelings.
Sighing, she flipped the package over and quickly tore the tape off. She pulled several 9x12 black and white photographs from the package. Slowly, she flipped through the pictures, each succeeding one taking her breath away. She got to the last one. Shocked, she sat staring at the photo...
FLASHBACK
Olivia walked into the squadroom to see Elliot emerging from Cragen's office. She powerwalked over to Elliot before he had a chance to walk away.
"Elliot." She grabbed his arm as he gathered up his coat. "Wait. What's been going on?"
Elliot decided to play dumb.
"What are you talking about?
"Uh, it's been a couple weeks, El." She replied, pulling him into the privacy of the interview room.
"Since what?"
"Since you walked out on me. You never gave me an explanation, Elliot. What's going on?" Elliot only shrugged, failing to see the anger in Olivia's eyes.
"You..don't...know...?" Olivia was on the edge of exploding. Why was he being so stubborn? Couldn't he see she was hurting?
"Liv, I really don't owe you an explanation."
"What?" she asked through clenched teeth. "What do you mean you don't really owe me an explanation?" she said in a dangerous, low voice, hoping he'd get it.
"I..don't...owe...you..." He was cut off as she slapped him.
"How dare you! After I let my guard down, after I opened my heart and soul, and after I gave it all up to you, all you can say you don't owe me anything! You've got to be kidding me" By now, her voice had broken and she was shaking. "You bastard! Can't you see I love you? Can't you see you hurt me?"
Elliot had in fact noticed, and he was hurting too. His problems and his pride only allowed him to feel numb, though.
"It was late and we were drunk, Liv. A one night stand is all it was..." he replied, as he walked out of the room.
"If it really was, you would've have been there when I woke up." Elliot froze at his desk. He turned, and Olivia could see his eyes were misted over. In two steps, he crossed the room and Olivia closed her eyes as he planted a passionate kiss on her lips. When she reopened them, he was gone and she was met by the smirks of John and Fin.
FLASHBACK ENDS
Olivia was quitely sniffling now. This is how Fin found her.
"Liv?" he asked, putting a hand on her shoulder. She jumped slightly, quickly flipped over what she was looking at, mumbled something incoherent, and ran from the room with her coat and purse. Fin was baffled. He picked up the photo she had tossed on the desk. He was shocked to see the recent lopking picture of Elliot. He was supposed to have died six months ago.
A/N: Ya'll must hate me for taking so long to update. I've been busy with school and such. It's kinda a short, but writer's block has plowed into me like a football player. Please continue to read and review!