Did she really just do that?
Her heart was still pumping with adrenaline from the bomb that her former partner had just dropped on her.
Walking back to her apartment, she started to process the encounter. The encounter she had with Elliot Stabler. It almost seemed unreal, like a deep dream.
The key twisted into the lock, but this time was different than all the others when she had jammed that piece of metal into her door. It represented a new reality, and one she was overwhelmed by.
A mixture of anger and relief battled in her mind. There was still so much unresolved shit that they had not talked about. Oregon, his absence, all that's been happening in her life since he left. The fear that he would just disappear once more when the case was over made her stomach drop.
"Maybe joining this case wasn't such a good idea after all." she sighed softly, looking back at the contents of her day sprawled out onto her coffee table.
She fingered the letter over again, reading his words once more.
Her palm rested on her forehead, thoughts churning on what to do with this mess.
Honesty is the best policy. Or is it?
Typing her thoughts into her phone, she decided to just click send.
A mixture of relief and anxiety filled her mind as a deep exhale left her body.
His three gray dots appeared on the screen almost immediately, making her jaw clench.
He always was one to respond quickly. Never missed her calls or texts, and on the rare occasion that he did, always had an ample reason as to why.
I understand Liv.
Three words were all it took for Olivia to start to remember her old partner.
I have some talented people on my team now that could help. Meet me at the station tomorrow?
Sounds like a plan. Thank you for the help. -El
She smiled slightly knowing that Elliot was at least open to the idea of going back to his old stomping grounds. Not to mention meeting her new team, one that was very different from the one he remembered.
Turning off the lights and turning in to her bedroom, she was excited to see Elliot this time. They would be back where they meshed the best, and she had been longing to do that for so long.
To walk in sync with him again.
To glance up at him during work.
To bounce ideas back and forth and tease each other.
To be partners once more.
She'd give anything to have one more shot at their partnership and she hoped that tomorrow would be able to be the start of it. Or at least a stepping stone to repair the damage done to their relationship.