Chapter Five- Confessions
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Elliot tried again to express everything he felt in his heart and soul to the one person that he loved. "Liv..." he repeated almost pleadingly. Olivia spun in his direction. "What!" she demanded. "Look Elliot, you're right we need to talk. We need to talk about why are you always treating me the way you do! I can understand if someone snaps at me when I did something but when you snap and yell at me suddenly and then won't tell me what the hell I did? That's out of line." She yelled at him, her temper flaring to life. "If I do something that bugs you or pissed you off, why don't you tell me? Then we can deal with the problem…not dance around it like some twisted tango!" She paused to catch her breath. Elliot was stunned. "Liv." He said quietly. Olivia was in tears at this point. "I don't get you Elliot." She whispered quietly. "I want to so bad and I try so hard to, but you always push me away."
Elliot felt his heart break at her words. He never realized how much he hurt her or how much heartache his temper tantrums caused her. "Liv…" he said moving toward her. "I'm so sorry." He put a hand on her chin and raised her face so her eyes met his. He saw tears in her eyes. He had only seen her cry once before, when she lost Alex, but other than that…never, not when she dealt with rapists or murderers, not when she admitted that her father raped her mother, or when she was nearly killed in the line of duty. He couldn't believe that something he did was enough to make her cry. "Liv…please." He begged. He couldn't bear the tears. "I'm so sorry." He wanted her to say something. Her silence was unnerving, even worse than her yelling.
Olivia met his eyes squarely and ignored her tearstained face. "Tell me." She murmured. "Tell me why you lost your cool this time." Elliot hesitated. How could he put into words what he felt? He couldn't. He leaned in and gently kissed her, cradling her face with his hands. Olivia's eyes popped open and then closed as she dove deeper into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck, answering all the questions on their minds without a single word.
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Munch elbowed Fin as they saw shadows dive at each in Cragen's office. He held out his hand. "You owe me fifty man." He said. Fin thrust a fifty dollar bill into his partner's hand. Munch pocketed it with a smile. "Told you." Casey walked in. She saw what was going on immediately. She checked her watch which had the date on it. "Munch you owe me fifty." She said with a grin. Munch muttered some rather foul things as he handed the bill to Casey. She grinned. "Thank you." She said feigning politeness. Cragen suddenly walked in. "What the heck is going on?" he wanted to know. Casey stammered. "Nothing…" Cragen raised his eyebrows when he caught sight of his office. He held out his hand. "Fin, you owe me twenty."
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Alex was on top of the world as she and Jackson left the restaurant. She had had a great time with him, chatting about minor things, but he made her laugh. He took her hand and led her down the street. "Where are we going?" she asked curiously. He smiled. "My friend owns a bar and I thought maybe I should buy you a drink." She laughed. "Fine, only this time I pay." Jackson took his head. "Are you kidding? You got me out of prison… I owe you the rest of my life." He replied with a sincere voice. "Dinner and a drink is the least I can do. Now don't hurt a man's ego" Alex gave in and allowed herself to be led into a quiet bar that had soft music playing in the background.
Jackson opened the door for Alex and took her coat. He led her to the bar and sat down. "What do DAs drink?" he inquired. Alex laughed. "Scotch on the rocks." She said to the bartended and flashed Jackson a winning smile. He laughed. "Beer." He said. He reached for her hands and smiled when she didn't pull away. He was getting somewhere and he was glad. When their drinks came, Alex took a small sip and then asked. "Now that we're good and drunk, we can talk." She joked. He laughed with a tender looking glittering in his eyes. Alex looked away, touched by the look and hoping she didn't just imagine it. "Are you getting back to writing?" she inquired. He nodded. "I've been getting job offers from all over the state." He answered. "I think this whole prison thing wasn't so bad on my career." Alex smiled. "Good. I believe that the people had a right to know about what was going on that time." Jackson raised an eyebrow. "That time?' he asked. Alex nodded. "There are times to keep your mouth shut and other times to talk." She reasoned. He pondered what she said. "Probably." He said with a shrug. "But I'm a reporter. It's always time to talk." They both chuckled at that.
An hour later, it was late. "Let's go." He said. "I'll take you home." Alex agreed. She was getting tired, but she had such a good time. The drive back to her apartment was a quiet one but it was a comfortable silence with slight glances in each other's direction. Jackson pulled close to her apartment building. He walked her to the door and both paused. Alex looked down at her feet and Jackson was gazing at her. Finally she took a chance and looked up to find that tender look still shining in his eyes. It touched her, made her want him. He leaned down slowly and gently met her lips with his. Her heart skipped a beat and she felt like a million things had come to life for her. He pulled away slowly with a smile on his face. "I'll see you again Alex." He said as he walked away. Alex watched him go with a smile on her face. She slowly touched her lips, feeling the lingering of his kiss. "Promise." She whispered to the night wind and as a promise of something more between them.
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