Close Calls
Summary: See ch1
Disclaimer: Still don't own them
A/N: Guys, i am sooo sorry that this chapter is sooo short, especially since I haven't updated in like FOREVER! I've just been REALLY busy! Please read and review anyway! The story is winding down, but if u all want I can work on a sequal, I have some ideas floating around!
Drinks on me?
"So, what did Dad say?" Fin asked when Elliot and Olivia finally emerged from the office.
"Looks like Richards gets a free ride until the end of the trial. Then he's ours." Elliot answered as he sad at his desk.
"At least we'll eventually get a go at him." Fin offered.
"Hopefully it'll be sooner than we thought." Olivia said. "Cragen said Casey was gonna see about speeding this trial up a little."
"Even better." Fin smiled. "So, you two get everything all straightened up with the whole phone situation?" He asked with a cocky smile. He couldn't help it; he loved making these two uncomfortable.
Both Elliot and Olivia just ignored him.
"Face it, you've been busted." He laughed. "You know I'll get it out of one of you eventually, so why don't you just be real with me now? How long?"
Elliot and Olivia exchanged looks, and silently agreed that they should just tell him.
"About three months." Elliot sighed, tossing his pen onto his desk.
"But we're keeping it quiet." Olivia added.
"Keeping what quiet?" Munch asked as he walked into the precinct.
"Their relationship." Fin answered for them.
"Fin!" Both Elliot and Olivia scolded in unison.
"What?" Fin asked, holding his hands up in defense.
"I knew it!" Munch yelled with glee. He immediately reached into his desk and pulled out a small note book. "So, when did the magical night happen?" He asked, thumbing through the book. He wanted to get straight to the point, and see who won the bet.
"Excuse me?" Olivia asked, a little taken back.
"Oh come on now, we're all adults here. When did you two 'seal the deal'?" He asked, not being bashful at all.
"And, why would you need to know this information?" Olivia questioned, pretending she didn't already know about the little bet.
"Just curious." Munch lied.
"Yeah bullshit John. You just jealous because you're not getting any?" Elliot jested. Even though it was all in good fun, Olivia still blushed furiously.
"For your information, I am getting plenty." Munch snorted.
Fin just laughed. "Oh, I gotta meet this one!"
Munch just rolled his eyes.
"Come on boys, we admitted that we were seeing each other, why don't you just admit that you guys were betting on us getting together?" Olivia finally revealed.
Munch and Fin just stared at her in disbelief.
"What? You think I didn't notice?" She asked, acting like she had known all along.
"What is that pot up to anyway?" Elliot asked, truly intrigued.
"Well, it seems you're sex life has been a bigger source of entertainment then even I realized." Munch noted. "Looks like it's up to about five grand." Munch answered.
Elliot's eyes almost popped out of his head. "Did you say five grand?" He stammered.
"Was it really that obvious?" Olivia asked, shocked as well.
"You work in police precinct, how long did you think you would be able to hide it?" Munch asked with a smile.
"So, you two gonna tell us when the big day was?" Fin pushed.
Elliot just let out a deep sigh. "About a month after I got shot." He told them.
"So that would have made it the 14th." Munch said to himself as he flipped through the book in his hand.
"So who won?" Fin asked. By now no one could remember what dates they had picked since they had added so many days on.
"Looks like… a… Detective Miller from robbery." Munch said.
"Who's Detective Miller?" Olivia asked.
"I talked to him on the phone. He said that he knew you and Elliot." Fin informed then, leaning forward on his chair.
"I don't know a Detective Miller. El?" She asked, looking to Elliot for an explanation.
"Yeah ya do Liv." Elliot smiled.
Olivia just looked at him in confusion. She was pretty sure she had never met any Miller in robbery, ever.
"Your only rule for that little contest was that you had to pay to place a bet, right?" Elliot asked.
"Yeah." Fin answered.
"And who ever got the right date, won the pot?" Elliot asked further.
"Yeah, now you wanna tell us who this guy is?" Fin asked, growing impatient. He wanted to know who was taking his money.
Elliot simply cleared his throat, and made his voice deeper, and put on a thick Bronx accent. "Hey, I'm Detective Miller, and I would really like my money." He said, revealing his little secret, and the plan he and Olivia had hashed out together.
Olivia just burst into laughter.
"What!" Munch exclaimed. "No way. You can't do that!"
"You never said Olivia or I couldn't get in on the bet." He pushed.
Munch looked to Fin for help, but he was just sitting back laughing. "What can I say man? They beat us at our own game." He said throwing his hands up.
Munch let out a sigh, unlocked a drawer in his desk, and pouted as he handed an envelope over to Elliot. "Just take it." He sulked.
Elliot laughed, put his arm around his colleague's shoulder, and smiled. "Come on, drinks are on us!" He laughed.
Together the four of them laughed as they made their way out of the precinct together.
TBC... again, sorry it was soo short, the next will be longer, I promise!
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