The Ante
Chapter Sixteen
By: Lizzie Bundick
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Author's Note: I mentioned in the pervious chapter that there was a clean version of Chapter 16. I figured I should post it just incase takes down the dirty version! So, enjoy this too, kiddies!
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"Go home," Captain Cragen sighed, staring at the board with the faces of three little girls staring back at him and his detectives, "Get some sleep and come back here tomorrow. To get this bastard we need to start over."
"I need a drink before I can sleep," Detective Andrea Viviano said with a heavy sigh, "A lot of drinks, actually."
"Here, here," Detective John Munch said, grabbed up his coat, "Anyone else up for drowning sorrows?" Detective Fin Tutuola nodded his consent to getting shit faced, but Elliot Stabler shook his head.
"I'm calling my kids," He said, heading for his desk.
"Me neither," Detective Olivia Benson kept staring at the board, "I'm going home, I'm not good company right now." Cragen reached out and gave Olivia's shoulder a squeeze. She smiled at him, to reassure him that she was indeed fine, she just needed some time. When the out for drinks group left, only Elliot, who was still talking with his kids, and Olivia, who was standing by the door, were left.
"So," He said after he'd hung up the phone, "You want a ride to your apartment?"
"Yes."
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"You know, we left them alone back there," Andrea Viviano said to John Much as she studied him over the rim of her rum and coke.
"Yup."
"So, think someone will win?"
Fin shrugged, "I've had too many whiskeys to know or care."
"Here, here," Captain Cragen said, raising his glass.
"Anyone ever wonder if this thing isn't going to work out?" Andy continued, contemplating John's dubious frown.
"Come on, there's no way it's not gonna work out. I already rented a tux for the wedding," John joked.
"And what about his kids? How will his kids take this? The divorce isn't that old. You know, it takes most divorcees about a year to get over the emotional trauma of a divorce? Elliot's certainly jumping the gun."
"You shouldn't drink Andy," Cragen sighed, "You become a pain in the ass when you drink."
"Oh, here, here," Fin seconded, "You think she can't get any worse, then you get her drunk."
"Ha, ha, ha, you boys are a riot," Andy waved a hand in the air, "Another round for me and my idiots." Meanwhile, across town, Elliot held a sleeping Olivia in his arms and finally found some peace.
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Author's Note: Drunk detectives instead of steamy sex, aren't you lucky people? lol