A week had passed since Elliot's intervention. Elliot had called and confirmed meeting Angela Wheatley at the park later that day. Elliot knew getting closer to Angela may help him bring down Richard Wheatley. Angela was Richard's ex wife and mother to two of his children. Richard was the son of a mafia boss and was involved in some shady dealings in drug trafficking. Wheatley was Elliot's first case with the Organized Crime Unit and he was determined to have him arrested.

He still hadn't heard from Olivia. However after his voicemails he didn't blame her. He was drunk when he had called. He was also still angry about the intervention. He understood people were worried. However one of his biggest issues is when people blindsided him. Elliot had to handle it in his own way.

Elliot arrived at Prospect Park a little before four. He and Angela were supposed to meet and go for a walk. Maybe also get some dinner after if things went well. More time he could spend with her may help him. She may put her wall down and hopefully give Elliot some useful info. He had to admit he liked Angela. And they had a shared bond of losing someone. Angela's oldest son had died from a drug overdose. Elliot's only reservation was he didn't know how much he trusted her. Or how close she was to Richard.

As Elliot walked along the park's path he felt a moment of peace. It was nice seeing people scattered around the park happy and laughing. He also could see ducks swimming on the water. And the sky was a perfect blue. Elliot took a deep breath reminding himself to live in the moment and just focus on today.


"Elliot, hi. Glad we could meet today" Angela called as she walked up. She gave Elliot a quick hug. "I really wanted to go for a walk. I find being in nature really helps my stress and I love being outdoors."

"Same. I was just thinking how nice it is to be in the park today. I'm happy we were able to meet." Elliot said as they walked along the path.

"I would like to get to know each other better today. How long have you been a cop?" Angela asked as she slipped her arm around Elliot's.

"I have been a cop for thirty five years. Majority of my time was in the Special Victims Unit. Some cases were very hard and would stay with you. Each day I felt I was making a difference. Ok, only fair. Now your turn. If you were not a professor what other job would you choose?" Elliot said curiously.

"I would be an actress. I like walking in someone else's shoes. And each role you may learn something such as a hobby, language or skill. Money wouldn't be bad either." Angela said as she laughed. "Your turn. If you were not a cop what would you have done?"

"Hmm, I think maybe I would have stayed in the Marines and worked myself into a leadership role. Another thing may have been working in construction and eventually owning my own business. I would have liked having a family owned business I could pass down to my kids. Your turn. What is your favorite meal you like to cook?" Elliot said as he looked at Angela.

"I make really good lasagna. Homemade from scratch. Even the sauce. I will spend all day making it. I love how the aroma fills the whole house. Someday you will have to come over and try. How about you Elliot? Can you cook?" Angela asked.

"No, I'm not really a cook. I can make a good batch of chilli. I love having chilli during the fall and winter. And especially on Sundays when I can watch a good football game." Elliot said as he looked around the park.

"Ok, if you had three wishes what would you wish for?" Angela asked as they stopped and looked out across the water.

"I would wish my children to be happy and loved. My second wish is to live one day as a celebrity." Elliot laughed. "My final wish is for Kathy to be here. For Kathy to have never died and she would be here for our kids." Elliot said as he began crying.

Angela stroked Elliot's back as he cried. After a few minutes Elliot wiped away his tears. "Angela thank you. I didn't mean to get emotional. Nowadays any minor thing can remind me of Kathy."

"You are ok. I remember how I was after my son died. If you need to cry it is ok to let yourself. Find ways that help you deal with your loss. Counseling helped me as well. I could talk openly without being judged. Day by day Elliot." Angela reached over and embraced Elliot in a hug.

"How about I go get us a snack? And you can have a few minutes to yourself. I know there is a food truck not far away." Angela asked.

"Yes, thank you. I really appreciate it." Elliot said as he spotted Olivia further up the path. He could tell by her expression she had witnessed the past few minutes."Can I give you money for the snacks?" Elliot asked as he quickly looked back at Angela.

"No, you can get it next time. Be back in awhile" Angela replied smiling. As Angela walked away she passed Olivia on her way to the food truck.