PLEASE READ ME

Hi everyone ! So here is my second story. It was supposed to be a short oneshot but I changed my mind and recently continued it since I had nothing else to do…

The story takes place in season 8 when Olivia is in Oregon. Unlike in the show, in my version, Olivia actually infiltrated the eco-terrorist group (I like to think she didn't go to Oregon for nothing T.T).

I apologize again for my writing, I'm not an English speaker so I do my best to make it right but you probably will find mistakes. I'm sure I'll find a new sentence to add every once in a while, so I don't know how many times I'll edit it, but if you notify my mistakes I'll correct them :)

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Friday, October 22

It was 9pm when Elliot walked in his apartment that night. Today had been a tough day. Elliot thought he could chase away the new partner Cragen assigned him a week ago, like he did before with the 4 dumbasses who sat at Olivia's desk but this time was unsuccessful. His new partner Dani Beck was stubborn and wouldn't let him push her away. Elliot picked up his mail and sighed as he sat on his couch. He shook his head as he tried to chase away the vision of Dani in Olivia's chair when a strange envelope caught his attention. A letter from… Oregon? Did he know anyone in Oregon? Elliot opened the letter and his heart missed a beat when he recognized the handwriting of his best friend.

Hey El !

Wow, it feels weird to write to you. But I guess it's about time.

"You're damn right it is" Elliot mumbled. He had been waiting for this for exactly 39 days. 39 days that he was worried sick, always wondering where his partner was, if she was okay, when or if she would come back.

Don't tell my big bro about this letter. You know how he is. Always keeping secrets. He doesn't want you or dad to know where I am. Or anyone else for that matter.

Big bro… The feds of course. They took his partner away and wouldn't give him any news. Screw them for that.

I can't tell you where I am right now. Because 1) we're always moving so I don't know where I will be when you read this, and 2) well… I just can't. The things we do here for the cause need discretion.

The cause? What cause? Elliot wonders. And who exactly are "we"?

I can't tell you a lot about it until it's over, but I can tell you we're on a big thing right now. You probably will see it on the news. At least that's what we all hope. The companies can't keep destroying forests. When they do that, they destroy lives. They need to understand that…

So this is what it is about. Olivia was giving him a hint. She infiltrated some tree lovers' group. Elliot felt relieved. Her life must not be in danger with people like that he thought.

I really miss you guys. I miss dad.

Dad must be Cragen of course. Having no father, Cragen was the closest of a father she ever had.

Of course it feels good not to be lectured when I do mistakes (and believe me, I do lots of them, my brother is not very happy with me right now), but at least at home I know that whatever I do, dad is by my side. He is probably mad at me for the way I left. I guess you are too… I'm sorry. Please don't let dad remove me from his will. I'll come back and make it up to him. To all of you.

She doesn't want to be replaced. Figured. Elliot felt bad reading that. Cragen introduced him to his first new partner not a week after Olivia left. He tried to imagine the look in her eyes when she comes back from her UC operation and sees an unknown woman at her desk. He couldn't let that happen. Cragen would probably kill him but he had to find a way to kick Dani out.

I miss Fin's street slang. I miss him teasing me and calling me baby girl. I miss the house.

The precinct. She spends so much time there it's like her second home. She wouldn't admit it, but Elliot knew that sometimes after a tough case, she felt better sleeping in the cribs than coming home in her empty apartment.

Damn I even miss uncle's coffee!

Uncle is Munch. No doubt about it. He is the only one old enough to be her uncle, and he also is the only one who can't make a decent coffee.

But don't you dare telling him. I also miss his crazy conspiracy theories. As much as I hate them, I miss them… And I miss you.

Elliot felt like he just swallowed crushed glass. "She misses me, my ass!" he cursed. She misses him but she left without goodbyes and hung up on him after talking with Fin.

My friend Hope keeps asking about you. Well actually she keeps asking a lot about my life. She's very nosy. I'm sure you'd like her.

Elliot's anger vanished and he started laughing. Olivia is the kind who wants to keep things for herself. But Elliot is very observant. He can tell when something bothers his best friend, or when a case gets to her. How many times did he ask her how she feels, and how many times did she push him away giving him a "mind your own business" glare?

You told me once that if I had to leave, you would pick up my mail for me and make sure I don't get robbed. I'm sure you didn't forget, and since you're always snooping around, I guess you already found the bills. Don't mind them.

Don't mind them? Elliot got scared as hell when he discovered the hospital bill mentioning a concussion and god knows what else. He considered showing it to someone who could understand all this medical language but decided otherwise. Olivia would probably not be happy with him if he did. She wouldn't want anyone to know she got into troubles during her UC. When he found the second bill, a bill for a lawyer, he almost ran to the FBI but once again he decided otherwise. He was not supposed to have any contact with Olivia and even if he hadn't – until this letter – he didn't want to get her in trouble.

I'll make sure my dear brother takes care of them. He put me in this crap and I'm not gonna pay hospital or a lawyer for that. You'll never guess what happened… Ok, I tell you! We were pacifically protesting in the street with the group. A big company was polluting a river. The boss wouldn't give a shit. Screw him! Anyway, we were protesting when a cop hit me unconscious. Can you believe that? I really hate those pigs! Especially when they think they can use their power however they want.

That's right. Olivia hates when a bother in blue abuses of his power because it gives bad publicity to their profession.

And to add insult to the injury, the son of a bitch arrested me for assault of a police officer. That's one of the numerous reasons why my brother is mad at me. One other is that I put my nose where I'm asked not to. I tried to convince myself I did it to exonerate my group because we were accused of murder but actually… well… what happens at home also happens here. It's following me. Can you believe that? What's bred in the bone comes out in the flesh. As you told me once, it's in my blood… So with all this mess, I have been quite busy lately. Otherwise, I'm good. Maybe I should have started there.

The hell you are! But this is pure Olivia. Whatever happens, she's always good. And god helps whoever tries to suggest otherwise.

I even stopped caffeine and started something new. Hope calls it tea, I call it water with a leaf inside. Anyway, as I said earlier, we're on a big thing right now. I hope everything will be alright but to be honest I'm quite nervous (maybe because I'm in caffeine withdrawal). I feel things are changing, it will probably end in a few weeks. But I still have things to accomplish here.

I gotta go now. Hope's calling me. I need to get ready. I don't think I will be able to write to you again because things are rushing now.

Elliot had a little trouble reading her last words. The writing was hasty and trembling. He wondered if it was because Olivia was worried or because she was in a hurry. He had a bad feeling about it and started to be nervous. He didn't know why, but he felt like her partner was in imminent danger.

I'll see you very soon.

Persephone

PS : don't do anything stupid like checking the address on the bills to find out where I am. I told you, we're always moving.

Persephone? Of course! How could he not even think about it? On their last case together, Olivia infiltrated a presumed eco-terrorist group as a Persephone James. His presumptions that Olivia was safe with tree lovers vanished as soon as he recognized the name.