Olivia laid in her bed and simply stared at the window. She was even in more pain when she came home because she had no morphine. She was in too much pain to even get out of bed after waking up.

She turned around and tried to reach for her remote. She was sore all over since the bullet affected some of her muscles and weren't as strong as they used to. She groaned and stopped reaching for it being in too much pain.

She heard the door to her apartment get unlocked. She raised an eyebrow but kept quiet. The detective heard footsteps and couldn't help but be a little scared. If she was able to move she wouldn't be too scared. "Hello?"

The footsteps got closer. Someone pushed the bedroom door open very slowly. Olivia gulped. "Who is it?"

No one answered and made the creaky door sound. The door swung open and no one was there. Olivia felt even more scared now. She instantly opened her drawer and took her gun out.

Someone made noise in the living room. Olivia pulled out her gun and pointed it at her bedroom door waiting for the intruder.

Couple seconds later a man appeared with a black ski mask over his face. Olivia's hand shook gripping her gun. "What the hell are you doing in my house?" She cocked the hammer of the gun.

The man jumped a little hearing the gun. He stumbled back and fell over Olivia's shoes she left in the middle of the room.

Olivia put her gun down recognizing the groan. "Marcus?"

Marcus pulled himself up and took the mask off. "Yeah. Hi."

"What the hell is wrong with you?" She asked angrily. "I almost shot you."

"I know." He nodded and fixed his hair. "I just wanted to scare you."

"What the hell for?"

"I don't know. You sounded scared so I found my ski mask just to mess with you." He got off the floor. "Sorry."

Olivia let out a deep breath. "You're an asshole." She put her gun back.

"I'm sorry." He went over to her and put her gun back into the drawer. "Halloween is coming up so I don't know…I'm stupid." He sat down by her.

"Yes you are." She rolled her eyes and looked out the window again.

He gave her a kiss on the forehead. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I got shot." She answered and shifted a little. "It hurts."

"Want me to stick around for a bit and help you with stuff?" He asked. "I don't mind."

She shrugged a little. "Yeah. For a bit."

Marcus nodded and gently lay down by her. "I'm sorry for scaring you. I didn't mean to freak you out enough to have your gun." He kissed her cheek and gently moved to her lips but she turned her face away.

"Stop Marcus. Just because we're friends doesn't mean we are back together." She answered. "I'm sorry."

He nodded a little and moved away. "Ok. You haven't signed the divorce papers yet though."

"Fine. I'll sign them now." She answered. "They are in the kitchen."

He stared at her. "What?"

"The only reason I didn't sign them was because I didn't have time." She answered coldly. She knew she was going to hurt him again if they gave it another try. She loved him too much for that.

He slowly nodded. "Ok." He got up and went to the kitchen. He found the big yellow envelope and stared at it for a second. That was going to be the one thing in his life he was going to regret forever. Divorcing the woman he was completely in love with. He went back to the room and gave her the envelope and sat down by her.

Olivia took it and grabbed a pen off her nightstand. She took the papers out and looked through them.

Marcus stared at her as she read through it. "Olivia we don't have to do this."

She looked up at him. "Yeah we do. You filed for divorce. It's up to me to finish it."

"I don't want you to finish it though." He answered.

"Nothing changed Marcus." She answered. "I'm still at work all the time. I won't be home. You won't be happy."

"Yes I will. I am more happy when I see you then anything. I don't want to date anyone else. I can't imagine my life without you." He pleaded. "Can I please have another chance? I was just freaked out about the job thing but I can handle it now."

Olivia bit her lip and looked back down at the papers. She signed it without even reading it. She knew Marcus wouldn't screw her over with this. She trusted him to make all the arrangements.

He took the papers and stared at her signature. "This is it huh?"

Olivia said nothing and put her pen down. "Yeah."

He nodded and took the papers. "I'll take care of it."

"Thanks." She said in a low voice.

He nodded again and put it into the envelope. He placed it down on the dresser and turned back to her. "Do you want something to eat?"

Olivia shrugged. "I don't know. I kind of have to use the bathroom." She answered. "Can't really move though."

He got up and tossed the blanket off her. He gently scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bathroom. He put her down as he put up the toilet seat. "Can you stand?"

"Yeah" She answered and leaned on the sink.

"Need help with your pajamas?" He asked with a small smirk.

Olivia rolled her eyes since she did. She could hardly bend. "Actually yes."

He nodded. "Need me to look away?" he kneeled down in front of her.

"Don't care. You have seen every part of me anyway." She answered.

Marcus kept eye contact with her as he slowly pulled down her pajamas along with her panties. He didn't look down as he took her hand and helped her over to the toilet. Olivia wrapped her arm around his neck as she sat down and hissed from the pain.

"You got it?" He whispered.

She nodded against his cheek. "Yes. Thank you."

He smiled weakly. "You're welcome. I'll be right outside." He stood up and went out of the room.

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Around noon Olivia was laying in her bed and watching TV.

Marcus came in with a tray of food. "Here you go."

"Thanks."

"Sure." He placed it by her. "Need anything else?"

"No. It's great." She nodded. "Can you just get me my pain killers and then you can go, you don't have to hang out here all day. I'm sure you have better things to do."

He shrugged a little. "Not really." He got her the bottle of her pain killers. "I mean…if I'm bothering you or your expecting company I can go."

She smirked and shook her head. "I'm not expecting anyone."

"So I'm bothering you?" He asked with a smirk and sat down on the other side of her.

"No." She answered and drank her pills with her orange juice. "Thank you for helping me out."

"You're welcome." He nodded a little and kept looking at her.

Olivia started eating her food and watching the TV. She felt him looking at her. She finally looked over. "What?" She mumbled with mouth full.

He smiled a little finding her cute. "Nothing."

Flashback

Olivia followed Marcus around the house for another half hour. "Baby please." She begged.

"No." He answered for the millionth time. "I'm not fighting you."

"But baby, tomorrow is my detective exam. I want to pass it." She pleaded. "C'mon. Just let me beat you up a little."

He laughed. "No. I thought those things were written tests anyway."

"Well part of it is." She nodded. "Other half is if we can handle ourselves in the field."

"So people will be attacking you?" He looked at her weirdly and went to the bedroom.

"I don't know. That's the problem" She whined. "I could be just running and stuff like that. I'm already capable of doing that. I need to be covered in all angles." She followed him to the bedroom. "C'mon be a sport."

"You're such an overachiever." He shook his head. "But fine. What do you want me to do?"

"Attack me." She motioned for him to come closer.

"What?"

"Try and hit me."

He looked at her weirdly and shook his head. "Are you serious?"

"Yup. Do it."

He shook his head and let out a deep breath. He playfully swung at her.

She pushed him. "I'm serious. Don't bitch slap me, hit me like a man."

"You're fucking nuts." He stated and held up his fists. "For the record, I don't feel comfortable doing this."

"I know. Me neitherbut do it."

He nodded and swung at her cautiously with full force. Olivia grabbed his wrist and twisted it. She slammed him to the ground on his stomach.

Marcus let out a groan. "Get off." He mumbled.

Olivia let go of him. "Sweet. I kicked your ass."

"Yeah." He coughed. "I think you got the ribs there." He got off the floor. "Can I go watch basketball now?"

"No. We're not done." She told him and thought for a second. "Attack me from behind."

"No." he whined. "You're going to flip me and kill me."

"I won't." She pouted. "C'mon you like it from behind."

He laughed a little. "True but not funny. You're violent."

"C'mon don't be a pussy." She pleaded. "Just grab me around the neck."

"If I had a dime every time a woman said that to me."He shook his head. "I knew I should have married someone with less authority then me."

"Well life's a bitch." She smiled. "Now attack." She turned her back to him.

He rolled his eyes and put his arm around her neck. This time Olivia tried to flip him over her shoulder but he was too strong for her.

"Time's wasting." Marcus answered and tightened his grip. "Make me loosen my grip then flip by the neck. Arm is too loose to flip by."

Olivia listened to his advice and elbowed him in the stomach. He let out a groan. She grabbed him by the back of the neck and flipped him. He slammed on the ground on his back.

He took a loud shallow breath.

Olivia caught her breath. "Baby you ok?" She kneeled down by him. "Did I hurt you?"

He nodded and turned to the side. "I can't breath." He whispered. "Oh sweet Jesus."

"I'm sorry honey." She rubbed his shoulder. "Where does it hurt?"

"Back." He sat up. "Ribs.All over."

"I'm sorry." She helped him up. "But thank you."

He nodded. "Is there anything else?"

She looked at him with a small smile. "No."

"Yes there is. What is it?"

"I have to learn to tackle someone." She smiled innocently. "I don't want to hurt you though."

He rolled his eyes. "Fine. That's all though?"

"Yes." She nodded. "Last thing I promise."

He shook his head and stood in front of the bed. "Soft service though."

"Sure." She gave him a kiss and moved away but stopped. "Wait…I never tackled anyone. How do I tackle?"

He shook his head. "Thank god they give you cops guns."

"You want to criticize or help?"

"Neither. I just want to go watch basketball like every normal man."

"Well you're not normal. You wanted to marry a cop and now you have to teach me how to tackle people!" She yelled.

"Don't remind me!" He yelled back but smiled. "Get over here."

She walked over to him. "Teach."

"Basically you slam your shoulder." He playfully slapped her shoulder. She slapped his hand away. "Into my stomach. But don't do it too hard."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm in pain, that's why." He shook his head. "You can bull rush your perp but take it easy on me."

"I knew that." She nodded. "That's it?"

"Want me to show you?"

"On a pillow?"

"No." He smiled. "On you."

"Nope. I got it." She smirked.

"C'mon don't be a pussy." He mocked.

"I have a pussy, I'm allowed to be one." She smiled. "Now let me tackle you."

He rolled his eyes. "Fine." He stood by the bed.

Olivia got by the door and instantly tackled him down. By accident she did it too hard and sent both of them flying onto the bed and slide off it.

Marcus grabbed her before she hit the dresser with her head. He slammed into the dresser with his back. He let out another groan. "Go to hell." He mumbled and rested his head back.

"I' m so sorry." She pleaded. "I' m sorry baby."

"There better be a fucking riot as your exam for all the crap I just went through."

"I'm sorry." She gave him a kiss. "Are you ok?" She took his hand and helped him up.

"Fine. I had worse." He answered and rubbed his leg. "I think that was the most beating up I got since I was a kid."

"Aw don't say that, that makes me feel bad." She rubbed his back and made him sit down on the bed. "C'mon I'll give you a massage."

End Flashback

"You know what I just thought of?" Marcus questioned as he watched her eat.

"What's that?"

"Remember the night before you took your detective exam?"

Olivia instantly smiled. "The night I beat the crap out of you?"

"Yes." He smirked. "Remember what happened on the day of your exam?"

"Yes." She smiled innocently. "I just had to shoot at a target with my gun"

He shook his head. "Beat me up for no reason."

"We bonded didn't we?" She grinned. "It was fun."

"For you."