Author's Note: HOLA! So, this story is like getting NO LOVE, and maybe I should just throw in the towel here, but I just can't bring myself to do that! I am NOT a quitter, so I guess I'll just like work my butt off and make this really awesome so you guys will love it. I have yet to lose hope!

Chapter Three

Elliot plopped down on his hotel bed and sighed heavily. His life was in shambles and all he could do was sit back and watch it crumble. He began slipping his black dress shoes on his feet, then stood up and examined himself once more in the full length mirror.

He looked tired. Drained. Absolutely stretched as far as he could go.

Olivia, however, walked into the precinct looking beautiful, vibrant, and much happier than she was two weeks ago.

"Morning," she said with a smile.

He glanced up at her without a smile in return. "Hey."

"Rough night?" She asked, swinging her coat across the back of her chair.

Elliot shook his head as his pen stroked across his page. Olivia shrugged as she sat down across from him, pulling her cell phone out of her purse.

"Jessa's flight gets in at five. Can't wait for you two to meet."

Olivia smiled at Jamie's text and scooted her chair closer to her desk.

"Jamie wants me to meet his daughter today." Olivia said, pushing her hair behind her ear.

"Already? It's not a little too soon?" Elliot asked

Olivia shrugged her shoulders. "I'm pretty excited."

"Again I say; It's not too soon in your relationship to be meeting one another's family?" Elliot clarified.

"I don't know, Elliot." She said through an angry sigh. "Can you just be supportive and just... say that you're happy for me?"

"I didn't say that I wasn't happy for you, Olivia." Elliot said.

"Well are you?"

"Of course I am. I hope you have a good time." Elliot said, standing up from his desk.

Olivia threw her head back and sighed. She didn't understand why she felt so guilty.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

"You're going to love her, Jess." Jamie assured. "You two are gonna get along great."

Jessa smiled, her eyes sparkling as she looked up at her father from the passenger side of his car. "I'm excited to meet her. Anyone that makes you this happy must be worth meeting."

Jamie nodded, staring at the traffic in front of their car. "She's an amazing woman."

Olivia sat patiently at the restaurant where she was meeting Jamie and Jessa, tapping her fingers anxiously atop the table. She just wanted Jessa to like her.

Jamie walked into the restaurant with his arm around a tall, thin blonde. Olivia knew that it was Jessa; she'd seen her picture before.

Jamie nodded his head toward Olivia, and Jessa smiled. She'd seen pictures of Olivia, too.

She was beautiful. More beautiful than any of the other women that her father had dated.

Olivia smiled, standing up to meet them halfway. She hugged Jamie first, not wanting to kiss him in front of Jessa. "Hey. How was the drive?"

"Wasn't too bad." He said, shaking his daughter's shoulders. "Liv, this is Jessa. Jessa, this is Olivia."

The ladies smiled at each other before hugging. It was simple, but to Jamie it meant the world. His two favorite girls, hugging. It was like a dream.

"It's so nice to finally meet you!" Olivia smiled.

"You too, my Dad talks about you nonstop." Jessa said, receiving a scoff from Jamie.

"I do not," he defended, smirking.

Olivia laughed before sitting back down, as Jessa and Jamie did the same.

As they sat there, eating dinner and getting to know each other, it felt right. That was exactly what Olivia needed; a family.

"I'll call you," Jamie said, kissing her forehead.

Olivia nodded, leaning back into his arms, which were wrapped around her waist.

"It was nice meeting you," Jessa added.

Olivia slipped out of her boyfriend's embrace and hugged his daughter. "You too, Jessa. I'm so glad we finally did."

Jessa smiled. "Me too."

"Bye, babe. Lock up, okay?" Jamie said, pulling her back in front of him and brushing her hair from her face.

"Bye," Olivia said, walking inside of her apartment building.

Olivia laid in bed, her mind reliving every minute of their night. Jamie decided to stay at his apartment, due to the fact that Jessa was sixteen and they wanted to set a good example.

Jamie and Jessa were in the bedroom that he fixed up for her in his apartment, getting Jessa settled for the summer.

"So? Your thoughts?" Jamie asked his daughter as he helped her unpack.

"She's nice." Jessa said.

"That's all you have to say?"

"No, I mean, she's really nice. She's pretty, and she's respectful enough not to jam her tongue down your throat in front of me, which is more than I can say for your other girlfriends." Jessa said, unzipping her suitcase.

Jamie watched as she took a ball of clothes from her suitcase and threw it on the bed. "You are the worst packer I know."

Jessa chuckled. "All I'm saying is that I like her. She's good for you."

"We've only been dating a month and a half, but I could see myself ending up with her. She's amazing in every way." Jamie said, zoning out at he talked about her.

Olivia really was perfect.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

Elliot sat at his desk, staring at the text on his phone screen.

"I have a date tonight. Need you to take the kids. -Kathy"

A date.

He had never felt like such a fucking loser in his life.

Kathy had moved on, Olivia had found someone that made her happy, and he was still sitting there alone.

Everyone in his life had completely forgotten he existed, and slowly, he was dying inside. Crumbling into nothing, growling older and more tired by the day.

Olivia sat across from Elliot, humming softly as her foot tapped against the floor.

He had never seen her so happy.

She grinned from ear to ear as she stared at her phone, reading a text from Jamie, Elliot assumed.

"Jess will be spending the night at my sister's. Romantic dinner at Carmine's tonight?"

Olivia tapped her fingers against her phone as she replied to his text.

"Love to. I miss you. -Liv"

"Miss you too. I'll pick you up. Wear something sexy. ;)"

Olivia snickered. "Don't I always?"

She set her phone down and turned to Elliot. "Why so glum, chum?"

"I'm not glum. Just tired." He answered.

Olivia shrugged. Their relationship had begun to feel nonexistent, and she just didn't know why.

Elliot never mentioned the fact that he was divorced finally, and he figured he wouldn't for awhile.

He contemplated it one night, and was even going to invite her to share a celebratory drink with him.

Drink. Ha. More like drinks.

But Jamie had invited her out to dinner that night, and he knew she'd rather have a steak and a round of sex than get wasted with her lonely, depressed partner.

He wondered who Kathy was going out with. He had every right to know, right? She'd have him around their children, and in the home that once belonged to him, so he was allowed to know.

Right?

He decided to text Kathy back.

"Where? What time?"

Within a few minutes, he received a reply. "Around seven, from the house."

"I'll be there."

Elliot pulled up to the house he once shared with his family, and dragged his feet up to the front door. He knocked, then shoved his hands back in his pockets in regret.

Kathy swung the door open, trying to put an earring in her ear. She was dressed in a black cocktail dress with black strappy heels on her feet.

"They're upstairs," she said with a smile.

Elliot nodded, walking up the steps to his children's bedrooms.

"Daddy!" Lizzie shrieked, jumping into her father's arms.

"Hey, Liz," Elliot said, kissing her cheek. "You ready to go?"

"Are we gonna see Olivia today?" Lizzie asked.

Elliot sighed. "Not this time."

It was killing him that his time with his partner was only during work, and even then, when she wasn't on the phone with Jamie, she was stupidly smiling at her phone screen because of a dumb text that Jamie would send.

It wasn't jealousy that Elliot was feeling, right? It wasn't that he wanted to be the one making Olivia happy, right?

Or was it?

Olivia was the most beautiful woman in the world, and he'd thought so for awhile. And sure, he'd thought about seeing her on her back, naked, screaming his name, but did that mean he wanted Olivia for himself?

Damn right it did.

But she belonged to someone else. She wasn't drooling over Elliot anymore, hoping he'd get divorced. She wasn't praying to whatever God she believed in that Elliot would turn out of the blue and take her in the interrogation room. She never told him the way she felt about him.

About his sexy temper that turned her on like a light switch, his deep blue eyes that she'd get lost in if she stared too long. His large, defined muscles that flexed through his shirt. The tingling sensation she'd get when he'd accidentally brush against her, or purposely, whatever.

She never told him about her dreams about him underneath her, gripping her hips tightly as she rode him. Moaning her name until it was the only word he knew.

They prided themselves in being able to confide in one another, and not daring to keep secrets.

Bullshit.

Keeping secrets was their specialty.

Author's note: WHOOOOOO! I FINALLY FINISHED THAT CHAPTER. I'm so bored. Lol. I really hope you guys liked it. (: I will now continue watching The Glee Project. OMG ENCHANTED IS COMING ON NEXT. okay. I'm super hyper. Lol

Oh, and if you didn't catch on, the whole "XOXOXOXO" thing meant like... a break thing. lol or a new scene/part/place thing. (:

Review, review, review!

Xo,

Briana