Elliot groaned as the annoying buzz of the alarm clock broke into his sleep. He swung his arm trying to stop the noise.
"Elliot!" Olivia snapped as his hand made contact with her back. "The clock is on the other side."
"Hmm." Elliot mumbled.
"Oh for God's sake." Olivia said leaning across him to turn off the clock.
"You're grumpy before coffee." He mumbled, his eyes still closed.
She stared at him wide eyed. He sure had a lot of nerve, after the way he had spoken to her the night before, and in front of Bill Clinton non the less. Wait, Bill Clinton? Olivia rubbed her eyes and sighed. She was mad at him because of a dream. Between laying awake making sure she didn't roll over unto his side of the bed, she had fallen asleep and dreamed he had turned her down flat, saying ever negative thing about her in the process.
Now that she was awake, she knew he never would have said those things to her face. But he did know everything about her, good and bad. He probably thought them, and wouldn't want to deal with those traits more than he already had to. She smiled slightly, the dream had been helpful. She and Elliot were friends, and that's how it should stay. She was opinionated and pushy. Of course he was over protective and shut people out. Maybe they were the only ones who could put up with the other.
She was now back at square one, and confused again. She needed coffee. She looked over at Elliot and saw he was awake and staring at her. She smiled. "Sorry, You just took me off guard with that wake up call."
He grinned. "Sorry, the clocks to my right at home. I guess I forgot where I was." He had remembered where he was most of the night though, waking every hour to assure he was still on his side of the bed. He nudged her arm. "But I know you Liv, you are pretty grumpy without coffee. Let's get ready, and go get you some."
She smiled as she got out of bed. "Yeah, you do know me. But I know you too."
He frowned as she disappeared into the bathroom. What the hell did that mean?