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D: LAW AND ORDER SVU AND ITS CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE
CH 20. BREATHE
I think that if I hadn't decided to come this woman would had never leave this apartment. I begin to lift the remains of pizza there are in the room and go putting them all in one big garbage bag. It is not a surprise that she is vomiting everything after all the unhealthy and fat food she has eaten all by herself.
I listen to the bell ring and I hasten to open it relief to find Casey at the other side, holding a couple of buckets, chlorine and mops in front of me.
"What the hell happened here?" She says with a funny surprised expression. "It looks like a tornado passed by." She sound like my mother.
"Yes indeed, one named Olivia." I say sounding more like my mother.
"Where is her." She asks without taking her eyes from the disaster.
"Taking a really necessary bath. Don´t stay there doing nothing!" I shout at her as she just stays standing there instead of putting her two hands to work.
"I´m sorry is just that... it is incredible." She says with surprise as she takes a black garbage bag and starts to take the pizza boxes. "I thought that depressed people didn´t eat."
"Well it seems it is quite the opposite. My grandmother used to say that there were no pain that could be fixed with a peace of breath."
"A piece ... not a thousand." She expresses and –I can´t help but laugh. I´m sure my face was just the same when I first enter this place. Thankfully there was just zombie Liv to see me.
"Is she drunk?" Casey asks me raising the couple glasses of wine in the room.
"I don´t think so. That one is the only bottle in the place and it is almost full, and the glasses have the rest of the wine." I show her the bottle in the kitchen so she just nod and continues cleaning. A few minutes later we managed to pull all the leftovers of food and the boxes, we even found a decomposed milk which only gives me more nausea. I turn around looking for Casey and I find her near the living room tall table looking at something with evident sadness in her eyes.
"What?" I ask as I approach to see the small frame lying face down in the table. I rise it up to place it in front of us and we get to see a photo of Liv and Elliot embraced. I cannot keep my eyes from misting with tears. "I remember when I took them that photo." I say in a low voice.
"I was new in the unit and I was trying to be a part of it. I had been judge before they met me, they believed that being blonde and beautiful wouldn't give me the mental capacity to take cases like theirs. I will not lie, I really had a hard time trying to understand that in this squad I can´t always win; sometimes when you win the case you still lose."
"I know the feeling." Case says.
"It was very difficult to understand that, but Liv supported me. After a very difficult case, in which no matter what I did anything could be fix, she came to my office and support me. She tried to explain that things are not easy but that our work was to bring justice to the victim and that we will not be able to that every single time. But we didn't do it who else would? I invited her a coffee, and she accepted. We walked down the street and…
"Your watch is cute." I tell her trying to pull a topic of conversation, she turns to see me with a smile.
"Thanks."
"Where did you buy it?"
"It was a gift… a birthday gift." She answers still smiling.
"Oh was it recently… your birthday?"
"Well this year´s yes few days ago. But the watch is from few years ago."
"Happy birthday." I sincerely say.
"Thanks." But she doesn't seem to like the phrase.
We got into her car and headed to some place she recommended me. I saw as she puts a CD and Frank Sinatra started singing, and she hummed cheerful.
"When we arrived at the place my surprise was great to see that the whole squad was there with a huge sign at the bottom that said WELCOME TO THE UNIT BLONDE. I didn't really expect a party that night, they had not treated me very well before, but I found out that it was Elliot´s plan. Something like the trick to the new one. And I remember very well that Munch had a camera, you know he is kind of obsessed with camera stuff, and took it off the table and asked them to place together for the picture."
"I miss him." Casey says with tears on her cheeks. I try to swallow the lump in my throat. "I cannot imagine Liv´s pain." She says trying not to mourn and placing the picture back in its place.
"If it is so painful for us it must be unbearable for her." The silence is present for a few minutes until I dry my tears and take a big sight.
"Casey, she needs us strong right?"
"Yes, let's continue." She says wiping her own tears.
We clean as much as we could the kitchen and the living room and we decide to enter the bedroom. We can hear the water running in the bathroom. The bedroom is not as dirty as the rest of the house, but it is a little dusty... As if no one had been there in weeks. I approach the bed and lift the covers of the ground, remove the sheets and put everything in the little chair that is close to the window. I open the curtains and matched the window so the wind can run a little bit and the cold comes in quickly. I shifted a bit and get to see the wrist watch on the bedside table. I watch with sadness remembering again that day.
"Alex." Casey calls me. I look around to find her at the bed foot with something in her hands looking at me with doubt in her eyes, and stretching her arms up to show me.
"It´s Elliot´s." She says in between doubt and affirmation. I take the clothes and watch them. A suit and a blue shirt. I can't guarantee anything until Casey bends over again and takes something else.
"Yes it is." She confirms. "I gave it to him." She says showing me a tie. He was wearing it at Sonia´s funeral." The image of Elliot wearing exactly that costume comes to my mind.
"Oh. Do you think that he… they…" I know what she is thinking but I don't know, I try to think but something distracts me. I turn to the bathroom door and notice how the water comes out. I hurry to open it but it´s locked.
"Liv ... Olivia!" I try to call her but she doesn't answer back. "Fuck! Let me in Olivia!" Casey separates me from the door and starts kicking it hard until it opens. We rush in and fear invades me as I see her in the bathtub, unconscious under the water. Casey hasten to draw her out with all the strength she has and begins to give her first aids.
"Call an ambulance." Casey shouts.
"Liv ... Liv Liv please!" She says pressing hard on Olivia´s chest.
TO BE CONTINUE…
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