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Chapter 3

Olivia lay there looking at Richard who lay next to her, his hand resting on her stomach. Her head was pounding, painfully so, as she kept questioning why she had just let herself sleep with the man she was investigating; a man who could possibly be a cold blooded murderer. She also had to keep questioning why she just knew he hadn't been the one to kill his wives. God she was so confused!

Richard came awake as Harry began to cry, followed just a minute later was the sound of Benjamin and Susan running down the stairs. "They're up early." Richard complained.

Without saying a word to him, Olivia pushed herself up. She quickly dashed over to her suitcase and pulled out some clothes. Richard rolled over onto his back and watched as she finished changing. "Nichole, can we talk for a moment?" he asked.

"I have to feed the children." she told him, it was basically a no and he knew it.

"Nichole, please?" he asked as she scraped her hair back into a rough ponytail.

"I have a job to do here." she suddenly said, as if reminding herself. "Sleeping with you wasn't on my job description. I shouldn't be doing it. That shouldn't have happened!" she stated before she walked over to the door.

"But it did just happen." Richard clarified.

"Yeah, but I won't let it happen again." she told him before she walked out, slamming the door closed behind her.

~0~0~0~0~

Olivia was at the station house, having dropped Susan and Benjamin off at school and Harrison off at the baby play group he went twice a week for a couple of hours. She was sat at her desk, loving the familiarity of it. She was trying to fill the others in on what she had on Richard which was practically nothing.

"He's really private. I think he keeps most things in his briefcase. It's one of those numerical lock ones and he never opens it in front of me, so I have no idea how I'm going to get into it." she said.

"Smash it open." Munch joked.

"I think he might notice that." she shot back at him with a small smile.

"What about his study?" Rollins asked, knowing the layout of the house.

"Every time I've tried to go in there it's locked. It's the one place he doesn't want me to clean. I don't even think the children have ever been in there. If he is hiding something it could be in there." Olivia said as she leant back in her chair.

"What about his bedroom?" Amaro asked.

Olivia felt herself glare at him, she was sure she was blushing too, "Why would I be in his bedroom?" she asked defensively.

"To see if he's hiding anything in there." Amaro reminded her.

"I haven't found anything." she said, turning to look at Cragen.

"Well start finding something. If you don't then we might as well pull you out of there. There's no point having you in a dangerous situation when you have no reason to be." he said.

"Captain, I really don't think he did this. I think we have it all wrong." she said, praying her words wouldn't come back to haunt her.

"Well find the evidence to prove that." Cragen said, "Stay safe." he added before he disappeared into his office.

Olivia stood up. Time was getting on and she had to get going. She had to pick Harrison up and get back to the house. She was just collecting a few things from her desk when Amaro walked over to her.

"How's it going?" he whispered to her.

Olivia nodded and said, "Good." She even added a smile to try to back up her lie.

"So what was that call about earlier?" he asked.

Olivia shook her head, told him, "Nothing. I was just tired. The baby had me up most of the night with teething pains."

Amaro looked at her, not really convinced but he didn't want to push her. "Well if you need me, anytime, just call." he said, giving her a friendly pat on the shoulder before returning to his own desk.

Olivia nodded then turned on her heels and left. Amaro sat there and watched her, still unconvinced.

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Olivia returned back to the house, having picked Harrison up from his baby group. She was thankful that he was asleep in his car seat which she placed down in the living room. Harrison being asleep meant she had some more time to try to collect her thoughts. She walked into the kitchen feeling like a total waste of space. She had become personally involved with the suspect and so had failed at her job. With the reminder in her head of why she was here she made her way towards Richard's study.

She was praying it would be open but she highly doubted it would. She grabbed the handle and turned the knob. To her delight and surprise it opened. She knocked on it, just in case Richard was in there. Upon getting no reply she pushed the door open and, seeing it was empty, walked in and closed the door over behind her. She guessed in the chaos this morning he had left without locking it.

She crept right over to the large mahogany desk and crept around it. She sat down in the chair and began checking the drawers. She pulled open the first and skimmed through what looked like paper work from Richard's job, stuff that she quickly realized was irrelevant.

She returned it to the drawer, as it was, and began searching through all the drawers except the one that was locked. She'd have to find the key for that one. She opened another drawer and saw a file and pulled it out. She opened it and found she was looking at the first Mrs. Richard Massey, the next picture was of his second wife and the third page was of his third wife. She continued on but just skimming through the file, missing some pages out. She noticed the pages that held newspaper clippings about the murders. She had to wonder why he would have something like this.

She was about to continue looking through it in more detail when she heard a car pull up in the drive. Her heart began to pound in her chest. She quickly put the file away, prepared to come back and get it another time. She jumped up and ran out of the study and straight into the living room.

She had Harrison out of his car seat and in her arms, trying to act natural, when the front door opened. She waited for Richard to walk into the room and so was surprised to see it wasn't him. It was another man. He was Richard's age, the same height, a little less muscular and less handsome, but only slight. She knew him to be Martin Cole.

"Hi, you must be Nichole? I'm Martin, Ric's business partner." he said, holding his hand out to her, which she gave a friendly shake.

"Is everything okay?" she asked.

"Ric asked me to come back here and get something from his office for him. He said he had stuff to do so couldn't leave the office."

Olivia just nodded and said, "Well I have to change Harrison so…."

"Okay, I'll leave you to get on with that." Martin said as he looked at her holding Harry. "Wow, I can't believe how big he's getting." he said before he turned on his heels and walked towards Richard's study.

Olivia shook her head and she took Harrison upstairs to change him. Typical, Richard didn't want to see her now, he had got what he wanted and was now not interested in her. She felt sick as she realised she had probably jeopardized the entire case because she had given into him. She felt so pathetic and weak.

~0~0~0~0~

It had gone 10pm but Olivia was in the kitchen clearing up the last little bit of mess in there. The children were all fast asleep in bed. She was hoping to get everything done and get in bed before Richard came in from work. It's why she had to sigh, disappointedly so, when she heard the front door open. She knew it was him the second she heard the sound of his expensive shoes against the expensive wooden floor.

She looked up from wiping the worktop when she felt him watching her from the kitchen doorway. "The children are all in bed." she informed him.

"They okay?" he asked her.

"Harrison has a couple of teeth breaking through but he went down well." she said, continuing to wipe the cupboard.

"How are you?" he asked.

"I'm going to bed." she told him as she threw the washcloth into the laundry basket. She tried to step past him, offering a quiet "Goodnight." However, Richard placed his hand on her stomach. She wasn't about to barge past him.

"Wait!" he said to her.

"Richard, I'm tired, I'm going to bed." she said.

"You're not tired, you're just trying to avoid me." he said knowingly.

Realising he wasn't about to move, she stepped away and decided to take another route; through the kitchen, into the dining room and into the living room then into the hallway. Richard quickly worked out what she was doing and he blocked her way in the dining room.

"Richard, move!" she told him.

He stepped right up to her, backing her up against the huge dining table. She was practically sitting on it he was that close.

"All I want is to talk to you." he said.

"About what?" she said.

"About this morning. If I upset you then I'm sorry, but I'm not sorry for what happened. It was amazing. I've never connected with a woman like I did with you."

"It was just sex!" she said as she tried to push him aside.

Richard placed his hands either side of her waist and rested them on the table, trapping her there. She just glared at him. "You and I both know it was more than sex." he said, his face right in hers. "You can try to pretend it didn't happen, but don't pretend it didn't mean something to you. If it didn't you wouldn't be acting this way."

"That's rich coming from you! You sent someone else over here to pick something up for you today because you didn't want to face me." she said, surprising herself how angry she was at him. "Admit it, you got what you wanted and…"

"You think all I wanted from you was a quick screw?" he asked.

Olivia looked at him. He actually seemed a little hurt by her words. "I have no idea. I barely know you." she said.

"I want to change that. I want you to know everything there is to know about me and I want to know everything about you." he said as he reached up and touched her face, bringing tears to her eyes.

She felt herself melting into his touch, she just couldn't get enough of it. She was fighting so hard to be strong and to resist him, but her efforts were in vain. She couldn't help but begin to cry.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, even when you cry." Richard said to her as he brushed away her tears with his thumb.

She shook her head and reached up and pushed his hand away from her face, trying to show him she was strong even if she didn't totally feel it. She managed to force her tears back. Richard looked at her, he seemed so hurt that she was pushing him away.

She watched, cautiously, as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black velvet pouch. "I want you to have this." he said as he reached into the pouch. The whole time she kept her eyes on him.

The moment she saw what he pulled out she couldn't hold in a gasp. It was a beautiful golden chain, on it was droplet shaped diamond. He placed it in her hand so she could study it, she felt nervous just touching it. It was clearly expensive, worth more than she could ever dream about making in two lifetimes. "Richard…" she began to say.

"I want you to have this." he told her again.

Before she had time to argue he put the necklace on her. It felt so surreal to her to be wearing something so grand. She felt so nervous about it. Richard stepped back to admire it on her. "It suits you." he told her.

Still unable to find words to say to him she just stepped over to him and placed her hands around his neck as she kissed him. She felt totally overwhelmed with emotion and kissing him seemed to clear her head. Somehow since this morning she had forgotten how good his kisses felt and how warm his embrace was. The instant he wrapped his arms around her and began to kiss her back she realized she didn't want to be anywhere but in his arms.

~0~0~0~0~

Olivia was lay with her head resting on Richard's chest. He had his arms wrapped around her naked body as they lay in silence in her bed. She smiled when she felt him kiss the top of her head. She responded by placing a kiss on his chest. Richard responded to this by rolling her onto her back. He moved his body above her and she didn't put up any resistance when he began placing kisses on her neck. She simply lay there, loving it.

"I have a charity event tomorrow night. I want you to come with me?" he said to her between kisses.

"Is it one of those big fancy rich-people-only events?" she asked him.

"Something like that." he replied.

"Then I think I should let you know that I'm not rich." she told him as she tangled her fingers in his hair as he began placing kisses on her stomach. "At all." she added.

She had to smile when he moved above her, his hard member brushing across her thigh, he was ready for her and she was ready for him. He stopped kissing her and looked into her eyes.

"I don't care. I love you and that is all that matters." he said. "Besides it's my charity event so I can take whoever I want."

"Including the Nanny?" she asked as he began kissing her neck again.

"Especially the Nanny." he replied, making her laugh.

She flipped him over onto his back and quickly straddled him, she could tell by the look on his face that he had no problem with this position. "You're the boss." she said before she kissed him.

TBC

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