"She finds it mesmerizing that he'd press into her like a puzzle piece, inserting into the last spot - completing the world's largest Christmas jigsaw." ::COMPLETE::

"It's not about what I want, wanting things isn't always the answer to the world's fucking problems, and sure as hell not to mine! I need you breathing next to me. I need you to tell me that I'm foolish to believe I'm living truths when my life is a lie." Olivia is Sergeant now but it isn't the answer to all the world's problems, let alone her own. ::Alternate Betrayal's Climax::

"Forty-Seven. Four. Seven. If she takes 7 minus 4, that leaves 3. 3 is also the amount of years since she's seen his face. Maybe it's been three years since he forgot hers." It's Olivia's 47th birthday. E/O.

He knows she's always wanted to travel, to dust off the grime of the city for just a little while. Lord knows after what she's been through, what they've been through, a journey of healing and reconciliation with the wind in their faces could be just the road they need that leads to their rediscovery. ::Post Beast's Obsession:: E/O.

He's downstairs. With his kids. All six of them. She's still not sure how his other five perceive their daughter, she wonders if they'll ever see Bailey as one of them. ::Thanksgiving Day Prompt.::

"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::