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 u will listen, because your touch is what I'm missing...And the meer I hide, the meer I realize...I'm falling in love 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...