it must come with the promotion, this sixth sense of hers. cragen had it. and she didn’t realise until she was catching a paper ball amanda threw at fin from across the bullpen that she had developed it too. liv hadn’t even looked up as she caught it, barely even acknowledged the feat, dropping it in to the bin as she passed and gently whacking the blonde upside the head with a smirk. rolling her eyes, liv reached over and liberated her old partner’s coffee mug out of his hand as she walked behind him. ❝ 𝑨𝑾, thanks elliot. ❞ it tasted like shit as she raised it to her lips, but not drinking it would defeat the point of taking it in the first place.
‘ ANYTIME , BOSS. ’ elliot smirked, unable to help himself. she wouldn’t let up of course but that coffee was terrible, he’d barely been able to swallow it himself but was exhausted enough to put up with the foul taste so he knew though she’d pretend to save face it had to make her wanna gag. ‘ so what’d’ya think of what we’ve got so far. ’ he said motioning toward the board outlaying the case. honestly, he’d adjusted to liv being the boss easier than any would’ve expected though he did miss their partnership. she’d always had his respect but even more so since he’d came back, watching her fill cragen’s large shoes.
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