This comes from (a) my favorite Daughtry song and (b) the hilarious Texts from Last Night meme over on Tumblr that involved Liv asking Barba what is wrong with him and he says "chronologically or alphabetically". I've been wanting to write something based on that for a month now and finally found some inspiration. To me it feels like a legitimate conversation they would have after a long case where they fought all the time over drinks at Forlini's. So that's kind of what this is, with a bit of a twist. Enjoy.

You and I, right or wrong
There's no other one
After this time spent alone
It's hard to believe
That a man with sight could be so blind
Thinking about the better times
Must've been out of my mind

-Daughtry (Life After You)

He was three drinks in when she finally found him sitting at the bar. Anthony just shrugged at her and moved to the other end of the bar, trying to give them some privacy. It was a slow night here, so there weren't a lot of people around. She sat down next to him and sighed, resting her head on her hand, just looking at him.

"Go away" he growled at her.

"Mature."

"I know."

"What is wrong with you?"

"Would you like the list chronologically or alphabetically?"

"Stop it."

"What are you doing here, Liv?"

"Just wondering how much longer you planned to camp out in your office instead of…"

He whipped his head around to look at her, tears forming in his eyes. "Going home?" She just nodded her response.

"No. Really. Why are you here? Why do you continue to be here? I'm an asshole. I say horrible things in the heat of the moment. I have a terrible temper and I always think I'm the smartest person in the room. I may have a drinking problem that I'm choosing to ignore. I'm a workaholic. I'm a terrible role model and…"

"Oh, will you please shut up!" He just looked at her, pressing his lips together. She rested her hand on his arm, taking a deep breath and exhaling.

"Hey. Remember this" she said, shaking her left hand at him, the wedding ring and band shining in the light of the bar. She pointed to his left hand and the band there as well. "Remember that little ceremony a month ago. I was the one in the cream dress, you were the one in tux. We stood there in front of all of our friends and family and exchanged vows. I don't know if you remember that whole for better or worse thing, but I kind of meant it. Did you?"

"Yeah, Liv, you know I did, but…"

She shook her head at him. "Ok then. That's it. That's all I need. This is me and you. After all the time we spent not being together, I can't believe you let one fight drive you out of our home and living in your office for two days!"

"Liv, I was such an…"

"Asshole. Dick. Idiot. Moron. Agreed."

"Those came out a little quick."

She winked at him. "I know. But, Raf, we are going to fight. It is going to happen. It's me and you. If we didn't fight, people would start to wonder. You can't let every little fight we have drive you to the brink of whatever. OK?"

He nodded at her. "Yeah. I know. Liv, I'm so sorry."

She squeezed his arm. "I know you are. And so am I. How about we agree that we were both right and both wrong and move on. Please come home. I'm tired of sleeping alone and Noah needs help with his language arts homework and if we don't get home soon he's going to do his entire science presentation in Spanish, thanks to Lucia."

"Mom?"

"Yeah. I figure I don't have to light you up. She'll take care of that for me when we get back." He groaned and drained his drink. "You aren't making this going home thing sound better."

"Tough. You will take your lashing from your mother and you will like it."

"I'd rather have a lashing from you, dear" he replied, smirking at her.

"There he is! There's the innuendo laden man I married. Can we please go now?" He pushed himself off the bar stool, lacing his fingers through hers. She waved a goodbye to Anthony and they walked toward the door.

As they hit the street, he stopped and took a deep breath of the air. He pulled his wife into him, kissing her softly and tenderly.

"I love you, Olivia."

"And I love you too, Rafael."

"I am deeply sorry about the fight."

"You can make it up to me with dinner and a foot rub and some amazing make up sex after Noah goes to bed, ok?"

He smiled brightly at her. How could he have been so blind and so dumb to think that one fight would make her walk away from him? He didn't know why he was the lucky man she chose but he would make sure to show how grateful he was that she did for the rest of their lives.

"Deal" he replied, squeezing her hand and walking with her back to his life and family.