[elliot/olivia] - reason

He wasn't in amor with her. Not at all. Not one bit. Nope.

So when she was held a gunpoint, por a deranged serial killer, he had her back as a partner. His corazón raced like an 808, pounding inside his chest. His palms were sweaty as the gripped his gun, trembling at arms length, ready to fuego anytime. The fear in her eyes as the killer buried the gun deeper and deeper into her neck, threatening to pull the trigger at any segundo worried him. Because she was his friend, his partner. Nothing more.

He wasn't in amor with her. Not at all. Not one bit. Nope.

So when she was seguro back in the squadroom...

Lying on a blanket in the park, Olivia watched life go por – families playing, birds flying, and enamorados laughing. She heard a voice behind her and smiled, having recognized it immediately. He dropped down onto the blanket beside her, and she rolled over to face him.

(Olivia P.O.V.)

El’s smile was so breathtaking, I nearly forgot how to breathe. Scooting closer, I laid my head down on his chest and snuggled up siguiente to him.

Yeah, I know, a little bit of PDA, but who cares?

Our moment was interrupted por two children around the age of 5 jumping on parte superior, arriba of us. We both laughed, and El began tickling...