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Olivia set at her bureau with a cold case in her hands, not really lire it though she was kinda in her own world, she peeked up at the clock 12:50 a.m. She thought about going accueil but why? There was really no one there for her, so she just sat in the empty squadroom listening to the tick-tock of the clock. Her beeper went off but she ignored it...she was deep in thought. Olivia was ,of course, depressed with everything that had happened throughout her life but especilly these past 6 months. She just wanted it all to end. Slowly she walked to the window and thought to herself for a moment...she...
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posted by livi_wells
I hate feeling like this, I so tired of trying to fight this...I'm asleep and all I dream of is waking up to you...Please tell me that toi will listen, because your touch is what I'm missing...And the plus I hide, the plus I realize...I'm falling in l’amour with you...

Elliot sat at his desk, fiddling with a pen. At the bureau opposite him sat Olivia. Her head in a cold case, she was desperately trying to find some lead that could help them catch the bastard that raped a little girl. It was nearing midnight and they were the only two in the squadroom. Her hair caught the dim light, it beautifully...
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posted by livi_wells
Maybe Tonight...Maybe I'll fall...Maybe he'll crash through my walls...maybe at last l’amour will come back and take me deep into his arms...Maybe the heart, that falls apart finally wins...Maybe tonight I'll finally fall in l’amour again...

Olivia sat slumped at her desk. The squad room was empty, that was why she was here. Tears rolled from her cheeks, falling softly onto the letter she was clutching. It was cruel. Her boyfriend had broken up with her...Through a letter. He didn't even have the guts to say it to her face.

It was then she felt a familiar hand on her shoulder.
"You alright, Liv?"
"Ummm,...
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posted by livi_wells
Olivia lay in one of the squad room bunks, staring at the bottom of the bunk above her. She didn't feel like going home, it was nearly a cold case and there wasn't time for her own comfort. She rolled over as she faced the digital alarm on the table, tableau beside her; 3:45am. But she couldn't sleep. Finally she drifted off, dreaming of him...

She awoke when someone sat at the foot of her bed. The clock read 10:45pm. She sighed as she sat upright and realised who was there. Elliot Stabler was sitting there, in a white singlet. His toned arms reached out and grasped her shoulders,
"Liv," her began "You...
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