Ed woke up and he had no recollection of anything that had happened the previous night. He was sweating, his stomach was churning and his head was pounding. He opened his eyes and turned his head to the side. Olivia was next to him, still sleeping. He knew that he was in his bed. He knew that it was Sunday. He knew that Olivia was supposed to come to his on the Saturday night after he had dealt with Kristen Kringle. But when had she arrived? What had they done?

Looking to her as she remained breathing softly, he clocked her appearance. Her hair was mussed up and her back was bare. Ed peeked underneath the duvet and noted that both of them were naked. How could they have had sex and he not remember? He remembered everything about being intimate with Olivia.

"Oh, yeah, after you kind of got rid of Kristen you gave me a spin in your body. I've got to say, your little girlfriend isn't quiet, is she? I'm surprised the neighbours didn't complain about her screaming."

Ed looked to the vision in front of him, his own appearance staring back at him. He was dressed in Ed's blue suit with checked shirt, no glasses on his eyes and his hair was slicked back. He had a cocky grin on his face, almost as though he was teasing Ed.

Moving from the bed, Ed didn't want to wake Olivia as he walked into the bathroom, grabbing his boxers as he went. He pulled them over his legs and locked the bathroom door. Moving to the sink, he gathered water into his hands and tossed it over his face. Kristen. Kristen had come around.

Oh no. Ed felt the realisation of what had happened sweep over him. Looking into the mirror, he saw the vision looking back at him cockily, brow arched on his forehead.

"Slowly remembering, Eddie boy?" he teased him.

"No," Ed whispered. "I didn't…I couldn't…"

"Oh, but you did," he teased him. "Believe me, you definitely did."

Closing his eyes, Ed tried to forget, but instead it brought it all to the forefront. Kristen had been in his apartment. She had told him that she had been a fool to fall for him when he was clearly in love with Olivia. She said how he never did anything for her, not like he had done for Olivia. It was then when Ed's tongue slipped. He told her that he had taken care of Dougherty for her. He had snapped as she called him a psychopath and warned him that he wasn't going to get his happy ever after with Olivia. It was then when he had reacted. He had grabbed her, but he had only meant to beg with her. He hadn't meant to kill her.

"So it is all coming back to you now," he said and Ed turned to look him in the eye, hands clenched into fists.

"What did you do?" he demanded to know.

"Relax, Eddie," he laughed and waved a hand in dismissal. "I got rid of her body before Olivia came round."

"Where is it?" Ed demanded to know.

"Now that would be telling," he said, pointing to Ed. "You like riddles, right? Well, I left one for you somewhere in the apartment…I only hope you find it before Olivia wakes up."

"Where?" Ed snarled, but he said nothing and instead pretended to lock his lips together and throw away the key.

Moving out of the bathroom, Ed looked around his apartment. Olivia was still sleeping. If Olivia had a chance of finding it then it had be somewhere she would go. He moved around, bending down and looking through her discarded clothes on the floor by the bed. He thought of where else she went, looking back in the bathroom and in the vanity cupboard. There was nothing. Olivia didn't even go anywhere in his apartment, not to find something that was hidden. He slowly tried to piece things together before he saw it. Sticking out from under her pillow, there was a piece of paper. He cursed lowly, wondering how he could grab it without waking her.

He knew that he had to be sneaky. He moved to the bed just as she began to stir. She rolled onto her other side, arm moving to his side of the bed and moving her further away from the envelope. Ed acted quickly, pulling it from the pillow as he climbed into her side of the bed. Dropping it to the ground as he heard her mumble his name, he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her back flush against his front.

"Why are you not on your side of the bed?" she asked him sleepily as she took hold of his hand.

"I went to the bathroom," he whispered into her ear. "Besides, you've encroached on my side of the bed."

"And now you are on my side of the bed," she mumbled. "I'm still sleepy."

"Then get some more sleep. It is still early," he informed her.

"Hmm, if you insist," she mumbled.

"I'm just going to go and use the bathroom."

"I thought you just went?"

"I did," he said, cursing himself, "but I just need to brush my teeth…you know…morning breath."

"Hmm," was all she hummed and he kissed her neck before slipping from the bed, grabbing the envelope and rushing back to the bathroom.

Locking himself back in, he looked at the riddle.

"Here we go," he was back and Ed looked at him. "You know, I knew you would never turn yourself in, not when we have Olivia to play with. I think, deep down, she is just as twisted as we are…maybe we should tell her."

"No," Ed hissed quickly.

"What happened to the not telling any lies or keeping secrets?"

"This is different," Ed said. "She…I have burdened her enough. I can't do it again."

"You know, I almost wish you could see what happened last night…she has a ruthless streak that one," he chuckled. "But she also likes me, you know?"

"I don't want to know what you did to her."

He chuckled. "Believe me, I think you do. You'll be upset you missed out while I took over."

"I am not doing this," Ed hissed and looked to the riddle, reading it out loud. "I hid her body while you were catching some zz's. You will need a helping hand so look for initials down at the GCPD." Ed placed the envelope down. "You went to my work?"

"Well, you did," he responded. "I just controlled you."

"How?" Ed demanded. "You are just in my imagination."

"Now that was cruel," he responded to Ed. "I am doing this for your own good. I am doing this to help you see sense."

"No," Ed hissed. "You are doing this to taunt me. I will deal with this. I do not want you near me. I do not want you near Olivia."

"That isn't what she was saying last night."

Ed ignored the taunt and moved off, knowing that he had to move. He went back into the bedroom and grabbed hold of his clothes, picking them up and pulling them onto his body. He knelt on the bed once he had finished, giving his hair a quick comb with his fingers. He moved a hand to Olivia's shoulder, seeing her slowly open her eyes and smile at him.

"Why are you dressed?" she asked after a moment.

"I had a message from work," he informed her, voice low and a whisper. "I have to go in."

"On Sunday?" she checked.

"It is urgent," he informed her. "You stay here and I will be back as soon as I can. I'll even pick up waffles from your favourite diner on the way back."

"Well, in that case," Olivia muttered, moving her arms around his neck, "hurry back."

"Always," he muttered, kissing her softly for a few moments before pulling away.

He looked back over his shoulder as Olivia pulled the duvet up to her chin and close her eyes, clearly intent on going back to sleep. Dashing from his apartment, he grabbed his keys and work pass, hoping that he would be able to deal with this incident quickly.

….

Olivia slept for another hour or so before lazily waking up. She moved from the bed, yawning and stretching. She didn't bother putting her clothes on as she went to the bathroom. Climbing into the shower, she let the warm water fall over her. Using Ed's shampoo, she washed her hair before borrowing his shower gel. She stayed in the water for a while before stepping out, wrapping herself into a white towel. Padding back into the main apartment, she found her underwear and pulled it on before finding the white shirt of Ed's that she always wore.

She poured herself a glass of orange juice before heading to the sofa to watch TV. She was about to sit down when she noted something underneath the sofa. She frowned and bent down, reaching underneath to find a pair of glasses. She pulled them out and looked at them. They were a distinct shape and they were definitely not Ed's. Shrugging, she figured they had to be Kristen's. She placed them on the coffee table before sitting on the sofa. Reaching for the remote, she turned the TV on and watched some comedy show, waiting for Ed to come back.

…

Lee walked into the morgue, her heels clicking on her feet. It was Sunday morning and she was at work. Jim had dashed off early and she had groaned when she had heard that she was needed urgently. There was an unidentified body that had come in and her expertise was needed. She had gone in, heading into the morgue to see Ed stood by an open trolley.

"Ed," she said, slightly surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"Erm…the Jane Doe case," Ed said, making up his excuse. "I couldn't find anything on Friday night, but then I had a call from the lab this morning that more samples had been sent in. They asked me to take a look."

"And it couldn't wait until Monday?" Lee wondered from him.

"Well, I mean, I should have discovered it on Friday," he said, thinking as he went along. "But Olivia came in and well…I was distracted and probably missed something."

"I see," Lee said with a nod. "I guess that green dress did its job."

"Um…yeah," Ed nodded and Lee chuckled, moving further into the room. Ed closed the trolley that held Kristen's body as he did his best to think of a way out of his predicament.

"It is fine, Ed," Lee told him. "Olivia is completely besotted with you. She said it herself. Besides, the start of the relationship is always pretty intense."

"Yes," Ed agreed. "Listen, Lee, I am new to all of this really. I know that I want to make Olivia happy, but I get worried sometimes…that maybe I could do more to make her happy…at the moment we spend most of our time just in the apartment and I've been thinking that it would be nice to get out and spend time together. You got any advice?"

"Sure," Lee shrugged. "You free for a few moments? We can grab a coffee in the break room before you go back."

"Perfect," Ed forced himself to smile and follow her out the door, turning his head over his shoulder to look back at where Kristen's body was hidden.

….

Ed stood in the quiet lab, looking down at Kristen's body. He had managed to sneak away from Lee's gaze, but he had to act quickly. He had to somehow find the best way to dispose of the body. Holding onto the small surgical saw, he felt sick. He felt like he was going to be ill.

"You either to do this or you get discovered. What will it be?"

"I didn't mean to do this," Ed responded, looking at himself. "I want to know why you did this."

"When Lee walked in the room," he spoke, "how did it feel?"

Ed said nothing for a moment, looking down at Kristen. "I was scared. She could have found the body."

"But she didn't," he responded. "You got away with it."

"That is not the point," Ed replied, feeling his forehead sweat.

"That is absolutely the point!" he snapped back loudly. "You can still feel the rush, can't you? You came so close to getting caught and you know what you would have had to do if she discovered the body…what you had done…in the heat of the moment…you're standing on the edge and looking into the void…so tell me: how did it feel?!"

Ed was silent for a few moments, sweat sill dripping from his forehead. He thought on the question before nodding. "Beautiful."

….

Ed walked back into the apartment later than he had anticipated. Kristen's body was in the trunk of his car, cut into small pieces. He made certain that there was no blood on his clothes before he went back to Olivia. He found her sat on the sofa, wearing only one of his shirts. She turned her head over the back of the sofa to see him, smiling widely.

"You've been ages," she said.

"I know," he replied, holding up the paper bag. "Luckily the diner was still serving waffles."

"Awesome," Olivia said and jumped to her feet.

Moving into the kitchen area, Olivia reached into the cupboard and grabbed two plates. Placing the bag on the worktop, Ed pulled open the boxes and placed the waffles onto the two plates. "Hey," Ed said, grabbing her attention, arm going around her waist to pull her close to him. Bending down he kissed her, feeling her press against him. Pulling back, he smirked as he looked down to her. "I missed you."

"Well," Olivia drawled, "you have basically been gone all morning and most of the afternoon so you have to make it up to me."

"And how do you suggest I do that?" he whispered down to her.

She smirked back up to him. "I'll think of something," she promised with a wink before taking her waffles and moving to the sofa. Ed followed her, sitting down next to her. He felt her lean against his side, her plate balanced on her knees curled beneath her.

"Oh," Olivia said in between a mouthful of waffle, "I found a pair of glasses under the sofa. I guess they must be Kristen's."

Ed tried to remain calm and not panicked. She had found them. She didn't know what had happened. He cut up a piece of waffle and nodded. "Yeah," he said, looking at them on the coffee table. How had he not noticed them? "They are. I will take them to her tomorrow."

Olivia didn't say anything else on the matter as Ed's lips quirked. He had everything now. Once they had finished eating, Ed gathered the plates and went to the sink. Olivia watched the back of him and chewed the inside of her cheek. Moving to her feet, she folded her arms over her chest.

"You know," she said, wondering how to broach the topic, "I was thinking, especially after last night, how weird it is."

"What is that?" he enquired, turning to look to her as he let his legs lean against the worktop and she remained stood in front of him.

"Well, ever since we got together you've been different," she said to him. "I don't mean it in a bad way, Ed, not at all, but you're definitely a lot more confident…like…it's nice. Whenever you were pining over Kristen you just seemed so unsure of yourself, but now you're different."

"You know why that is," Ed said to her, moving slowly towards her, "it's because you accept me, Olivia. You accept me for who I am and she never did."

"But you're still you," Olivia said.

"And you're still you," Ed said, moving to cup her cheek. "My darling, sweet, Olivia."

Moving down to kiss her, he let his lips pull upwards as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He hauled her upwards, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist as he dropped her to sit down on the table. He continued kissing her, his hands now running down her body, grabbing onto her thighs and pulling them apart as he bent down to whisper in her ear. "Lie down," he commanded. Olivia did as he had asked as he peeled his shirt over her head, tossing it to the side. Kissing down her body, he knelt on the floor and reached for the waistband of her underwear as she moaned in anticipation and wrapped a hand into his hair.

….

Olivia had promised that she would go out for a drink with her brother at the end of the week. He had told her that they should spend time together, like they used to. Ever since things had gotten serious with both Lee and Ed, the two of them hadn't spent as much time together. Olivia sat in the bar and waited for Jim. She had already ordered a cocktail for her and a beer for him. She had been at work all day and was intending on going to Ed's after their drinks.

"Liv, sorry I'm late," Jim said as he found his sister sat at the bar. She wrapped her arms around him as he hugged her before sitting down.

"I'm used to it by now," she shrugged. "So how are things going?"

"Keeping busy," he told her. "I'm looking into our new Mayor. I don't think he is as clean cut as he appears."

"He gives me the creeps," Olivia admitted to her brother. "Then again, I get an icky feeling when I see most politicians."

"You and me both," Jim said, loosening his tie ever so slightly and sipping on his beer. "Anyway, let's not talk about work."

"I can drink to that," she said and sipped her cocktail. "So how are things going? I called Lee the other night and she told me that she had given you a key to her apartment. How is that working out?"

"Yeah," Jim nodded once, "it is working out well. It was weird to begin with…the idea of having a key felt quite serious, but she told me that it didn't have to be serious. It was just a key."

"You spend most of your time at hers anyway," Olivia shrugged. "I guess that it seemed logical to have a key."

"I guess," Ed agreed with that. "Besides, I'd rather not risk walking into your apartment, not now you and Nygma are dating."

"We usually spend most our time at his," Olivia shrugged. "I quite like his place more than mine. It is bigger and more open. Plus it is closer to school which makes my commute ten times easier in the morning."

"Glad to hear you're in this relationship for the right reasons," Jim teased and she nudged his arm before taking a sip of her drink. Jim chuckled. "So, things are going well with you and Nygma?"

"Very well," Olivia said.

"Well, I think Kristen must have taken the news hard."

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Listen, I had sympathy for her to begin with, but if she really insists on bad mouthing me all of the time to anyone who-"

"-Whoa, whoa, whoa," Jim said, holding a hand up. "She hasn't been bad mouthing you. I mean, was she?"

"She made a comment when I was with Ed," Olivia shrugged. "Nothing I can't handle. What do you mean she has taken it hard? How do you know if you haven't seen her?"

"That's the point," Jim informed his sister. "She hasn't been to work all week. No one has seen her."

Olivia frowned. "And has anyone called her?"

"I don't know," Jim said. "Lee just said no had seen her around. I'm sure she is holed up in her apartment…or she is sick and no one has recorded it?"

"Maybe," Olivia said. "She was at Ed's on Saturday night picking some of her stuff up."

"Did Ed say that she seemed ill?"

Olivia shrugged. She didn't want to tell her brother that Ed had barely said anything about Kristen when Olivia had walked in. He had had her bent over the back of his sofa moments after she walked in. "He didn't say."

"Well, I'll look into it on Monday and see if anything is amiss."

"Yeah, I'm sure everything is fine," Olivia shrugged. She didn't want to spend time thinking about Kristen Kringle. Instead, she went back to normal conversation with her brother, pushing Kristen out of her mind.

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A/N: Do let me know what you think!