Abby has always been, for lack of a better term, damaged goods. That's why when Olivia introduced us, I didn't even think about sleeping with her, even though she was never exactly subtle about her willingness. Well okay, I did think about it. But I didn't. I knew her history and that she had baggage. I realized she was smart. And smart women like her don't let men like me love them and leave them. And we left it at that: coworkers, almost even friends. Nothing more. But then, after these few years of working together, we took on the Flores case. Abby refused to let me take Flores' wife to Olivia and she wouldn't back down. It didn't matter what I said. She wouldn't allow me to take that woman back to the dictator. And in that moment, I saw her differently. I started to wonder if maybe I made a mistake by shutting Abby out. If I didn't have a fiancé and... well... occasionally a coroner or something on the side, maybe there could be potential for... something. Just maybe. But it doesn't matter because I do have that fiancée whom I love. But maybe if none of this works out...