"As she sits in quiet solitude in the courthouse stairwell, she's reminded of her demons. She's a loner. She's a fighter. She's a survivor. She's a warrior. She's independent. She's a liar. " ::Post Psycho Therapist::
It wasn't just the summer wind cascading through her hair, in the South Dakota Plains, that took her breath away. /Set in 2011, three years after Undercover./
He left the job but he didn't leave her. He would never do that. He didn't set foot in the 1-6 again for years after that fatal shooting in May of 2011, but how could he leave her after all those years together? If the past twelve years had proven anything, it was that their friendship was unbreakable. So what really happened aside from what was shown on screen?
The lights, however, remain on; a tell tale sign that while Costco is close to shutting down for the night, it has yet to do so. She's about to say something when the room goes dark. Lights flicker off.
After losing Noah, Olivia wants to leave New York. She finds herself halfway across the world in London but who can she trust?
She came because of her past. She stayed because of her future.
"Karma," Olivia mumbles, although she's not all that sure she believes in this notion.
"What?"
"Do you think this is karma? Two partners sneaking around? A flat tire on what should be their first date?"
"I don't want to lose you," she admits, "I don't know how to let you go."
"You were always the better cop, Liv. You'll be just fine without me."
Just a short, sweet story...a discussion between Olivia and Elliot.
Olivia and her mother shared a tradition every year, until her mother passed away. What happens when Elliot steps in?
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