Hey, guys. Again, thank you for reading, following and for your reviews. A guest asked me how old Liz is in this part of the story. As you know, I started the story with Liz in the age of twenty-two and in the next chapter I am going to tell how old she is now. Obviously she isn't twenty-two anymore ;)
This chapter is a little longer this time and I hope that you will like it anyways.
Enjoy.
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Maura is a little surprised that she is finding Liz' Jeep in the driveway of her house as she comes home in the evening and is frowning as soon as she enters the floor on which her daughter's room still is, and that there is coming light from underneath the door.
As soon as she has received the text from her wife that there has to be something wrong with Liz, she tried to get in touch with their daughter. She had called the stubborn, young woman but always ended up on the mailbox. After three times she had given up and decided to stop by at Liz' apartment the next morning on her way to work.
Now, she is standing in front of Liz room door and knocks gently. She is aware of the fact that Jane is going to freak out when this has to do with Adam. The blonde waits for a moment and enters living room area but finds it empty.
Maura has to swallow hard and walks into the bedroom and spots Liz laying in her bed with the back turned to her, a somehow she already knows what is wrong. She sits down on the edge of the bed and caresses her daughter's head without saying a word.
Liz doesn't turn around and starts to shake her head as she tries to keep her tears at by.
"Does Adam know?" Maura asks with a gentle voice.
Liz still doesn't look at her mom and shakes her head again.
"Did you know?"
Another shake of the head is following and Liz' shoulders start to shake as well.
"Oh, sweetheart." Maura says and her heart is breaking in that moment. "I am so sorry." She pauses and takes a deep breath. "How far have you been?"
Jane is almost stumbling back at the question and revealing that she is standing in at the door and eavesdropping their conversation. What the hell?
Liz inhales shakily through her mouth but still isn't looking at Maura. "Not far." She whispers. "Two weeks, three tops. I haven't felt well a day after caught the Moyer case and I thought it was because the lack of sleep, not really eating and all the coffee that I drank, it already gave me collywobbles when I worked for three days in a row, but this time I had the feeling like I got a flu. And I already had been in hospital so I thought that I could let a doctor check on me before I infect someone else with the said flu."
"Frankie mentioned that you seemed to be a little off in the hospital." Maura states and runs her hand up and down Liz' arm.
Liz finally turns on her back and shrugs. "The treating doctor asked if it would be okay when he draws a blood sample and I agreed because I thought it would be a kind of preventative measure. I mean, who thinks about something like that in first place just because you have collywobbles? And the way I have been feeling that time, I have been feeling since a couple of months, that's why I thought of a stupid flu."
"No one, honey." Maura says with a shake of her head.
Liz buries her face in her hands and laughs humorlessly. "I know it is stupid. I mean, nothing big had happened, it was just the beginning and I … It was just a fertilized egg, and I don't even know how it happened." She pauses and frowns. "I mean, I know how that happened, but -"
"I got it." Maura says with a sad smile and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. She is asking herself how she can stay so calm in that moment and she is glad that Jane is t in the near. "And a lot of things had been happening in your body. It started to prepare itself for the … pregnancy, baby. It started to produce hormones, that's why you have been feeling sick. And deep down in your heart you knew that something is differently this time." She pauses once again and frowns. "You should have known that you could come to me and talk about it."
Liz closes her eyes for a second and shakes her head once again. Shed knows about the fact that her mom had gone through a lot worse moment and feels foolish for feeling how she's feeling. "Your experience had been a lot more worse, Mom, and you knew about it. I feel foolish for feeling that way already."
Maura is glad that neither Jane nor she has any secrets when it comes to such topics and that she can talk openly with their daughter about things like that. "A loss is a loss, Elizabeth. No matter if it is just a fertilized egg or embryo, and it doesn't matter how far you have been because it hurts the same way as soon as you get to know about it."
"Getting to know about it a little more then one week before your weeding isn't helping either."
"You wanna postpone the wedding?"
"I want to get my head free right now."
"You should tell Adam about it."
"So he can see that I am totally crazy?"
Maura has to smile for a second. "So he can understand your current state of emotion, Liz." She licks her lips and frowns. "Do you need anything right now?"
"Just time for myself and sleep." Liz is whispering.
The ME is nodding slowly and kisses her daughter's forehead. "You know where you can find us when you need someone to talk."
Liz is nodding and takes a deep breath. "I love you, Mom."
"I love you, honey." Maura says before she leaves her daughter alone. She closes the bedroom door behind her and closes her eyes with a sigh before she makes her way to the main bedroom.
She freezes as she sees Jane folding back the blanket and the frown on her forehead reappears. "You have heard anything, didn't t you?"
Jane tries to keep an straight face and nods slowly. "Yap."
"And you are not freaking out?"
"I am not particular happy with the fact that our daughter has been pregnant."
"Jane -"
"But I am not lecturing her about safer sex because that is something she doesn't need right now." The Italian says and lays down on the mattress. "All she needs right now is her family and time."
Maura looks long at her wife and sighs in relief because Jane is trying to keep calm. "Thank you."
"For what," Jane asks and shrug.
"For being you."
"You're welcome."
The blonde finally chuckles and rolls her eyes.
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Two days later, Adam storms into Jane's home and heads straight into the kitchen where he knows he's going to find his still fiancée. "Are you trying to drive me crazy, Elizabeth?"
Jane follows him hot on the heels and rolls her eyes.
Maura is glancing long at her daughter and turns away from the happening.
Liz is frowning and takes a deep breath. "Adam -"
His face is red as a fire truck and his voice is booming in the whole house. "You call my family and tell them that they shall not come at the date of our wedding. Two days before that! What the hell is going on? Is this all we can be, engaged? Tell me, because I try to understand but I can't come up with a explanation, Liz."
Jane is growling low because no one is allowed at her daughter but her.
"Stay out of it," Maura whispers low and digs her nails into the lieutenant's arm.
"I need time, Adam." Liz is whispering.
"Time?" He laughs angrily and clenches his teeth. "Time for what? To hook up with new men? Do wanna make sure that I am worth it?"
"No." Liz is whispering and her voice cracks. "You are worth it. I love you."
"Then tell me what the hell is going on. Did you cheat on me?"
She shakes her head and her body starts to shake as well. "I have not cheated on you."
Adam swallows back a frustrated groan and clench his fists. "Talk to me, Elizabeth, because my fantasy is running wild. It goes from cold feet to cheating and even farther. Talk to me!"
Liz is looking long at him and she is looking for the easiest explanation.
He becomes unusually quiet and frowns as realization sets in. "Have you been pregnant?"
She furrows her eyebrows and a tear is trickling down her cheek. "Yes." She finally croaks.
Adam is frowning deeply and looks like a salt pillar in the same time. But then he turns to leave and throws his hands up in despair. He don't know where the thought suddenly is coming from, but somehow he is thinking that she is sounding relieved about not being pregnant anymore and that is something that he can't accept.
Liz is looking at his back in horror and tries to breath in the air, but her lungs won't work on her command anymore and she threats to faint in this moment, but not just because of the failed try. Being left by Adam is just as painful, that's what she is learning in that moment.
Adam is stopping to walk abruptly and lets his head hang without turning back around. "Why don't you talk to me about that, Liz? I can't understand you if you don't tell me things like that."
"I didn't know, Adam." She says and takes a step forward. "I swear to you I didn't know about it before we had brought Nick Moyer to the hospital. I haven't been feeling well too and thought that I let a doc check on me before I infect one of you guys, and then the doctor told me that my hemogram is showing that I must have been pregnant in the first stage."
"Why didn't you tell me that you didn't feel okay," he asks but is still not turning.
Jane is looking at Maura and takes a deep breath. Somehow she is glad that she never had to go through something like that with her wife.
Maura is raising briefly her eyebrows and is licking her lips.
Liz is furrowing her eyebrows and shrugs. "I thought I caught a flu, that's not a reason to see to a doctor."
"Well, obviously it wasn't just a flu." Adam grumbles and his tone is hard.
The young woman gasps and takes a step back.
He sighs loudly and buries his face in his hands, shaking his head. He isn't really sure what to feel in this moment and has to swallow hard. "I have to go."
"Adam." Liz says but he is gone before she can say something else. Her shoulders are slumping and she looks up at the ceiling so she can force the tears back. She can tell that he isn't hurt just because of what she had told him, but because she didn't go to him and told him what happened. And the problem is that she doesn't know why she rather kept it for herself then to talk with anyone.
Jane is looking long at her daughter and has to sigh heavily because she has to suppress the urge to go to Liz and to engulf her into a tight hug. You have to stay strong. Maura is right, there are things she has to get through on her own. Neither Maura nor you will be on earth forever.
Liz is turning to her mothers and forces herself to smile, and knows that it must look like a grimace. "I … go upstairs and I would like if you give me some space."
The Italian is nodding slowly with a frown. "All right."
Liz nods as well and starts to walk towards the stairs.
"Jane." Maura says emphatically.
"No, we are respecting Liz' wish today, Maura." Jane says immediately and raises her eyebrows. "There are things she has to get through all by herself."
The blonde takes a deep breath and is nodding now. "You are right."
I hope, Jane is thinking and runs an hand through her hair.
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Liz is arriving in her own apartment late after she had left one and a half week ago and isn't really surprised to find it in the dark. It also wouldn't surprise her when Adam had grabbed his things and moved out once and for all. He only had spoken to her when it had been absolutely necessary and his eyes made her understand that he wouldn't be the one who is approaching her this time, that she has to make her mind up.
In a silent moment at the precinct he followed her into the break room and told her that everything that happened is awful, but that he also thinks that she uses it as a excuse to avoid a marriage with him. That was all Adam had said before he turned on his heels and left the room again.
Liz takes a deep breath and makes her way straight to the bedroom. She had told Jane and Maura that she need to go back home and sleep in her own bed again. She opens the door and is freezing as soon as she sees the silhouette of a person laying in the bed. She has to swallow hard because she exactly knows who this person is.
She walks to her side and is laying down as soon as she got out of her shoes. She is close to the sleeping Adam, but she doesn't touch him at all. She is following the contour of his face with her eyes and a deep frown is crawling up on her forehead as she is doing so.
Liz isn't really sure how he will react when he wakes up and she is laying next to him, but she can't bring herself to move again. She lifting her hand to caress his cheek, but then she stops herself in the movement, hoping that she can get out of here without waking him up. Liz is holding her breath as he starts to stir and as he furls his brows.
Adam can feel that someone is staring at him and that it woke him up. He opens his eyes and has to frown as he actually is looking into brown eyes after his own got used to the darkness in the room. "Hi." He croaks and takes a deep breath.
Liz is blinking a couple of times and her frown is deepening. "Hi," she whispers back.
"When did you get home?"
"A couple of minutes ago. I am only her to grab so clothes."
He is searching her eyes and starts to shake her head. "No, you have been hoping that I moved out."
Her chin starts to tremble and she shakes her head, because she is happy that he is still here. "No, I …" She pauses and close her eyes. "I am beyond glad that you didn't move out. You would have all reasons to do so, but you are still here. I am glad that you are still here, Adam."
He isn't really sure if he should believe her and isn't moving either. "Are you sure, Liz?"
She opens her eyes again and nods slowly. "Yes, I am one hundred percent sure, Adam."
Adam takes a deep breath and tucks tentatively a strand of hair behind her ear. "We'll get through this, Liz, I promise. And I shouldn't have said that you use the … That you used it as a excuse to avoid marriage."
Liz is holding his gaze and furrows her brows. "But somehow it is true, it was a … It was a reason."
He is nodding and frowns as she switch on her bedside lamp. He has to swallow hard as she is staring up at the ceiling and props himself up on his elbow. "Liz, I need to know if you … if you can imagine a life with me, because if this is going to happen, that you are running, every time our wedding is coming closer I -"
She is closing her eyes once again and a tear escapes from her eye without her permission as he trails off. Adam doesn't need to finish the sentence to understand what he is going to say. She licks her lips and nods slowly without looking at him. "Yes." She whispers and hopes that he heard her answer. "Yes, I can imagine a life with you, Adam. I can't imagine … I can't imagine -" She shakes her head and starts to tug at his hand.
Adam is frowning even deeper and clenches his teeth because he knows what she is trying to tell him with that. "Liz, I don't think that would be appropriate right now."
Liz is scoffing with a shake of her head, but not cuz he said that because she isn't sure what she has been thinking in that moment. You're an idiot, Elizabeth. "You are right. I am sorry."
He is looking long at her and is complying her wish as he sees that her intention has been nothing but closeness in that moment, and he looks straight into her eyes.
She can't tell if it be okay if she is touching him in that moment and is hesitating because his eyes doesn't give her the answer, but then she let wander her hands over his arms. "I love you. I love you so much that I am scared that I am destroying us both."
Adam doesn't move and is looking for an explanation in her eyes. "What do you mean?"
"I am afraid , Adam," she says and her voice is shaking. "I am so afraid."
"About what?"
"Losing you for real."
He is looking down at himself as her fingers are lingering on a other scar on his other shoulder. It has been a through-and-through and hasn't been so worse. He actually isn't really sure anymore how that could happen. "I could say the same about you, Elizabeth."
"But I am wearing my vest when I am told so." She replies with a frown.
"But it doesn't prevent you from being reckless." He states matter-of-factly and frowns. "We both knew exactly what we got ourselves into when we started to date, Liz. Both of us knew what we are doing for a living and how risky our jobs can be sometimes, and that we can get wounded during our shift." He takes a deep breath and shakes his head. "I know that it doesn't make it any easier, Liz. You can keep running, but you are just keeping yourself unhappy with that."
Liz is holding his gaze and furrows her brows. She knows that he is right and that he won't be there for long anymore if she keeps on pushing him away. She takes a deep breath and nods slowly.
He bends his head and hesitates. "So, no more running."
"No more running," she agrees with a whisper and sighs relieved as he closes the last gap between their lips.
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Liz is standing in front of the glass board and is writing important notes of the latest case on it right now. She can see a familiar figure in the corner of her eyes and turns her head to look at Leslie. "Hi, what are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to check if you are still in town," the redhead says and sits down on the chair that stands next to her friend's desk.
Liz is blinking a couple of times and furls her eyebrows. "What does that suppose to mean?"
"Your big day is coming closer day by day and you are still in Boston." Liz answers and wiggles her eyebrows.
The brunette starts to laugh sarcastically and her friend is smirking. "Funny."
Leslie is chuckling now. "I know. How are you holding up?"
"Pretty good. I have wakeful nights every now and then, but I can control it better and better."
"And what are you currently working at?"
Liz is tuning back to the board and heaves a sigh as she looks at the crime scene photos. "It looks like a carjacking that went wrong."
"And who is that girl?"
"Her name is Sally Higgins, the daughter of the victim. She has been sitting on the backseat when her mother got shot. She is ten."
"Oh, shit." Leslie is whispering and frowns. "Tell me that the girl isn't in the morgue like her mother."
Liz is shaking her head and walks to her desk now. "No, she went with the car missing. Frankie and Adam are right now checking on Carmen Higgins' ex-husband cuz we can't rule out that it was a disguised kidnapping."
Leslie furls her eyebrows and shakes her head. "He doesn't have any rights?"
"Nope." Liz answers and makes a face as she takes a swig of her cold coffee. "But he does have a nice criminal record."
"Damn it," the redhead hisses.
Liz is about to say something as frowns when she hears Chaz calling her name. They are talking to each other again, but it isn't the same anymore like it has been before he cheated on her best friend.
She turns to him and frowns. "What is it?""
Chaz' eyes are glued to Leslie's and needs a second to recover. "Um, Mr. Higgins is here and wish to speak to the leading detective of his wife's case."
The frown on Liz' forehead is deepening and she glances at the empty desks of Frankie and Adam. "Oh, uh. Frankie and Adam are on their way to talk to Mrs. Higgins ex-husband and Jane is at court."
"Then you're gonna have to talk to him."
"Tell him that we are contacting him as soon as we have something new, all right."
Chaz is pointing with his thumb over his shoulder and raises his eyebrows high. "Higgins said that he won't go anywhere until he has talked to one of you guys and he's sounding hell-bent."
Liz is sighing loudly and is starting to nod her head slowly. "All right, show him the way to the conference room, I'll be there in a couple of minutes."
He nods and takes another look at Leslie before he disappears again.
Liz is turning back to her friend and smiles sheepishly at Leslie. "Are you free for tonight?"
The other woman is nodding and gets up to her feet. "Yeah, Chaz is having Damian tonight."
The brunette is starting to walk and perks her eyebrows. "Let's meet at Greely's later?"
"Yeah." Leslie agrees and nods approvingly.
Liz takes a deep breath and looks through the glass door and directly at the man who is waiting in the room to get some answers. She pulls the door open and Richard Higgins' eyes are shooting up. "I am sorry for waiting, Sir."
Higgins has brown hair and dark eyes, and he is looking very old for his early forties. "Detective Rizzoli, can you tell me anything about my stepdaughter? I have been waiting for two days now, but no one is telling me anything."
She is sitting down at the other side of the wooden table and is frowning a little. "Mr. Higgins, I can tell you that we are looking for Sally day and night. You should go home in the case that she had the chance to get out of the car and tries to get home."
He is staring blankly at her and grits his teeth. "Sally is been missing for two days now, Detective Rizzoli. Don't you think that she would be back already if she would have had the chance to get away?"
"You have to calm down and let us do our job, Sir." Liz says as calmly as possible and her frown deepens.
"Stop saying that!" Higgins yells and slams the palms of his hands on the table before his whole body starts to shake.
Liz doesn't jump because he isn't the first person who had an emotional outburst.
He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. "Do you have children, Detective?"
She is holding his gaze and shakes her head. "No. No, I do not have any children."
Higgins nods as well and then he shakes his head. "Sally is like my own daughter, I met her mother when she had been three years old. Carmen and I had been just friends, neighbors, and I offered her my help with Sally because the scumbag of her ex-husband went to prison for the first time. I didn't miss one school production since that day. Maybe you can see now why I am not able to sit idly around."
A deep frown takes place on Liz' forehead now and she places an hand over the man's. "I can promise you that none of us is going to bed until we have found Sally, Mr. Higgins. But it is not going to help when you are here and keep us from doing our work. I wish I could tell you something else, but all you can do is to go home and wait for our call." She squeezes his hand as he opens his mouth. "I know. I know, it sounds heartless and like something you can't do right now. But go home and try to get some rest, I will call you as soon as I have something new for you." She can see that he is accepting her words and glances at Chaz, who is standing in the hallway and talks to Leslie, and gives him a sign that he should come and drive Higgins home.
Chaz is nodding and says something to the redhead.
Liz takes a deep breath and squeezes Higgins' hand once more. "Officer Montoya is going to drive you home now."
"Detective Rizzoli," he suddenly says as she starts to gather her stuff and to get up from her chair. "Thank you for bearing with me."
She has to smile a little and shakes her head again. "You don't need to thank me, Mr. Higgins." She says and gets up from her chair and leaves the room. The smile on her lips is dying immediately and she sighs loudly.
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Frankie is standing with a drawn gun in the office of Steven Becker's illegal car shop and doesn't say a word as Adam is pressing the muzzle of his own gun against the temple of a stunned Steven, pressing the head down on the table. "Who else is in here?"
"No one." Steven mumbles and swallows hard.
Adam is clenching his teeth. "Where is your daughter?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Try again," the younger detective growls dangerously. "Your new girlfriend dropped the dim on you."
"I want a lawyer." Steven barks all of a sudden.
"I bet you do." Frankie growls.
Jane isn't quite sure why she is the one who is walking through the room in the car shop that is obviously used as a storage room and light up every single dark niche in it with her flash and a drawn gun.
Her heart skips a beat as soon as she sees a pair of tiny feet sticking out under a shelf and holster her firearm. "Sally?" She is relieved as soon as the feet disappear and crouch down. "Sally, honey. My name is Jane Rizzoli, your dad is looking for you. Do you wanna come out?"
She smiles as soon as a dark-haired girl comes into her view and says softly, "Hey, we have been looking for you."
"I want to go home." Sally says and makes a pouty face as she glance at the older woman.
Jane smiles and lifts the girl up of the floor, pressing her tightly against her body. "Your dad will be glad to have you back." She whispers and frowns before she announce that she got Sally.
She is hurrying out of the building and can see that her very own daughter is trying to talk Mr. Higgins down at the police tape.
Liz is turning her head as soon as Higgins' attention is caught by something else and she has to suppress the urge to sigh loudly when she spots her mother a the girl. She is holding an hand as her eyes are finding Higgins'. "You have to be patient with Sally, she had been going through a lot of things. Although you are thinking she is alright, she might need you. Be there for your daughter, though she's trying to shut you out. You both have a long way to -" She stops surprised when she finds herself engulfed in a hug.
"Thank you," Higgins says and holds her tight.
Liz rubs his back and smiles. "We just did our job, Mr. Higgins."
"Still," he says before he hurries to get to his daughter.
Jane is smiling as she joins Liz and watch the reuniting of father and daughter. "That is the best part of the job."
The younger woman is nodding and sighs. "Yes, it is. You guys have been great."
"Uh-uh," Jane says with a frown. "All of us have been great. Do you join us for a We win beer?"
"Next time," the other woman answers and smirks. "I have a date with Leslie."
Jane furls her eyebrows and narrows her eyes.
Liz can see the skeptical look of her Ma and rubs Jane's arm with a smirk before she heads to her car.
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Adam is glancing confused at Liz and furls his eyebrows after they have entered Greely's. "Leslie is aware of the fact that she is welcome to join us, right?"
Liz is watching how Frankie and Jane is sitting down in a booth and is looking out for her friend. "She is, but there are thinks we wanna talk about that you don't need to hear."
He makes an disapproving sound in the back of his throat before he starts to walk towards the other detectives.
She chuckles and spots Leslie in a booth on the other side of the bar and makes her way towards that table.
Leslie looks up and smiles broadly at the brunette. "I already heard about your successful arrest and that you have found the little girl."
Liz takes a deep breath and sits down with a nod. "Yeah, we did. Sally's biological father thought he would get custody when he get rid of his ex."
"Dickhead."
"You don't say."
Leslie smiles and takes a sip from her beer. "So, how are you doing for real, Liz?"
The brunette furls her eyebrows and shrugs as she orders a drink for herself. "I already told you that I am good."
The redhead arches an eyebrow and tilts her head to the side. She was a little surprised that Adam had told her what had happened in Liz and his life, and that the brunette didn't seek shelter in her.
The two women hadn't spoken for almost two months, well they didn't talk about the really important things in their lives, but this time it had been Liz who shut everyone out.
"Liz," the other woman says gentle but her voice is still demanding.
Liz is thanking the waitress as she brings the beer and starts to roll it between her hands. "It's different now. It's like we are walking on eggshells around each other and I don't know why. I mean, it should be easier after I told him, that's what I thought."
"Something like that is never easy, Liz."
"I don't know. I even don't know how that could happen."
Leslie is choking on her beer and furrows her eyebrows. "Seriously?"
Liz is rolling her eyes and chuckles. "Of course I know how it happens, but it wasn't supposed to happen."
"Well, sometimes life has its own rules."
"Did a fortune cookie tell you that," Liz asks and is flinching as her shin gets kicked. "Ow."
Leslie takes a deep breath and shifts in her seat. "Did you tell Adam how you feel about how you are feeling about everything?"
The brunette shrugs and takes a swig of her beer. "Somehow."
"Somehow," Leslie replies and eyes her skeptically. "That means not at all."
Liz is rolling her eyes again and runs her fingers over a brow. "It has been busy two months."
"Uh-huh, so the two of you come home in the evening, have dinner, maybe watch some TV before you go to bed, but you don't find time to talk for real to each other?"
The brunette is chewing on the inside of her cheek and raises briefly an shoulder. "When we get home it is already late and then we eat and go to bed."
Leslie nods slowly and is scratching the back of her head. "Have you been …" She pauses and is searching for the right words. "Have you been together with him after your little timeout?"
Liz is looking down at her hands and has to swallow hard. She is understanding what her friend is implying and sighs loudly. She haven't been intimate with Adam since everything seemed to go absolutely wrong. She isn't really sure why, but her mind didn't allow it.
It's not like that Adam didn't tried to be with her and Liz didn't mind it in the beginning, but then something happened in her mind and she stopped his efforts. It sure frustrated him with time and it made him sleep in their guest room some nights.
Leslie is looking long at her friend and knows what Liz' silence means. She is looking to the counter where Adam is waiting for the others drinks and can see that he is talking to a other brunette, she also can see that he doesn't have any other intensions than being polite, on the contrary to the unknown woman.
She takes a deep breath and frowns deeply. "Liz, you really have to fix it if you really love him."
Liz eyes are snapping up and is following Leslie's gaze. She can see the same scenario and her heart is tightening painfully as she watches the interaction of Adam and the strange woman. She has to force herself to look away again, otherwise she going to get up from her seat and yell at both of them in the middle of the bar. Maybe that's exactly what you should do right now. Get up and fight for him, show him that you still want him, no matter what happened. Otherwise, he will leave you for good.
Instead, she empties the beer bottle and orders the next one.
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Adam is throwing his jacket at the chair as soon as he enters the bedroom and swallows his frustrated sigh because Liz haven't said a word on the ride home and even haven't looked at him. He can't really explain what had happened between them after the Moyer case and every time he tried to broach the subject Liz turned away from him and said that she would be too tired to talk about it in that moment.
He is expecting that Liz is disappearing in the bathroom the second when he closes the door and nods to himself as she pulls her shirt over the head. "I'm … gonna sleep in the guest room."
Liz is turning to him and her face is unreadable, but there is something predatorily in her dark eyes as she steps into his personal space.
Adam is swallowing hard and forces himself not to move and that his don't leave hers. "What are you doing, Liz?"
She is holding his gaze as she starts to unbuckle his belt and shrugs a little. "Isn't it obvious?"
He stares over her head against the wall and clench his fist because he knows if he is touching her right now he won't be able to stop himself anymore . He closes her eyes as she starts to undo the buttons of his shirt and counts to ten so he can stay focused.
Liz can sense that he is forcing himself not to move or react and looks up at him. "Adam," she whispers and he finally looks back at her. "it's okay when you say that we have to stop, then I am going to -" Her eyebrows shoot up as she is silenced by his lips and she doesn't hesitate to kiss him back hungrily, but then he breaks away and she can't hide her confusion.
Adam takes a second to compose himself again and frowns deeply. "If we go any further now, I can't stop myself anymore, Liz."
She let the words sink in and is running an hand over his bare chest now. They already gone further than they had the last to months and she closes her eyes to listen to her heart and her body. She looks back up at him and worries her bottom lip. "I don't want you to hold back anymore. I love you, and I want you."
"You sure," he asks and the insecurity is evident in his voice.
Liz takes a deep breath and nods approvingly. "Yes, I am one hundred percent sure."
Adam is staring at her and blinks a couple of times without moving an inch. It's like he has forgotten what to do at all. For the love of God, it's not like you have never seen her naked. Get out of your clothes, get her out of her clothes!
Liz is furling amused her eyebrows as he doesn't move. "What's the matter?"
He seems to come out of his haze and is blushing. "Somehow, I don't know what to do anymore." Idiot, you sound like you didn't have sex with her for two years.
She smiles softly and takes his hand in her own. "Let's figure it out together."