Elizabeth’s POV
“Matthew!?” A million thoughts were flying through my head. What was he even doing here? Did he know I was in here? Was he looking for me? My dream! He opened the door just like my dream. Am I still dreaming? Am I…?
My thoughts were interrupted by his sudden words. “Elizabeth. Elizabeth. Lizzy!” he tries calling out. I shake my head trying to get a grip on reality. I look up at him with pure sadness. “You, okay?” I’m taken aback by his question. Anger I thought, had left years ago came flooding back. Of course, I’m not okay. He leaves without so much as a goodbye, and he assumes nothings changed.
“No. I’m not okay,” I scoffed. I try to brush pass him when he grabs my arm forcing me to look at him. “Let go of my arm, Anderson,” I say harshly. The tone of my voice and use of his last name must have startled him, making him let go of my arm. I quickly raced back into the squad room taking a glance over my shoulder to see if Matthew had followed me.
Turning back, I nearly run right into Russell. Russell Sullivan stood a few inches over me. He always had a rough looking exterior. Scars and what seemed like a permanent resting bitch face consistently on display. He was actually a pretty decent guy inside. We weren’t best friends, but I could always count on him for anything.
He grabbed onto my arms preventing either of us from falling. “Woah. What’s the rush?” he asks. I take another glance over my shoulder. His eyes met mine once again. I hastily looked away. I look back at Russell, his eyes now on Matthew. “Oh,” he utters. “Yeah,” was all I was able to squeak out.
He lets go of my arms to make his way to Matthew when the sound of the captain’s door opens. “Anderson!” Captain Johnston bellows out. “My office!” Matthew takes one last glimpse in my direction before turning towards the office. Saved by the captain.
“Did you know he was coming?” Russell asked. Elizabeth shakes her head no. “No. I had no idea. I haven’t even talked to him since he left.” Russell ran his hand over his face in disbelief. Even he didn’t think he would see Matthew again. “I wonder what they’re talking about,” he says nodding his head up towards the captain’s office.
Elizabeth takes a seat at her desk. Sighing, she looks over at Russell. “I don’t know, but I’m scared to find out.” Suddenly, Elizabeth stands, shakes her head and heads towards her locker. “I can’t stick around to find out.” Russell gives her an understanding look. “We got you, baby girl.” She mumbles a quick thank you then rushes out the back door.
Matthew’s POV
“I can’t believe I’m back here,” I think to myself, taking a long look at the tall building in front of me. When I left those years ago, I swore I would never come back. “Damn Bridges,” I swear under my breath. This was all his fault.
Aaron Bridges was my captain back at the fraud department. He volunteered one of his detectives for a temporary transfer to homicide, and I managed to be the lucky winner. I silently curse him and everything else before making my way up the front steps. Making my way towards the captain’s office, eyes start following my every move. I knew they were talking about me. I tried to pretend that it didn’t bother me, but man was it hard.
The squad room doors were coming into my view when I noticed her. A huge knot forming in my stomach. She looked as beautiful as the last time I saw her. I watched her walk into an interrogation room and had this overwhelming urge to follow her. Fear overtook me as I grabbed the doorknob.
What if she’s still mad at me? It’s been years, could she still be? “Here goes nothing,” I thought letting a small sigh slip. Pushing the door open, I see her reaching under the desk grabbing something. Her head snaps up she hears the door open. “Matthew!?” I heard her cry out. She looked so lost. Completely frozen in thought.
My heart broke instantly. This wasn’t what I wanted. Instant guilt overwhelmed me. I tried calling out to get her attention. “Elizabeth. Elizabeth. Lizzy!” I practically yelled her nickname. That seemed to have worked. Her eyes shot directly to mine. “You, okay?” I asked guilt stricken. “No. I’m no okay,” she scoffed while making a beeline for the door.
I grabbed her arm to stop her. I had to explain to her how regretful I felt. I never wanted her to feel this way. “Let go of my arm, Anderson.” Hearing her call me by my last name devastated me. I dropped her arm and backed myself against the wall giving her room to pass. I lowered my eyes in shame watching her walk away.
I run my hand through my hair. “I never should have left,” I whispered. Shaking my head, I make my way towards the captain’s office. Inside the squad room, I see her making glances towards me, only now I see others have joined in the staring, too. Detective Sullivan attempted his way over towards me, but barely passed Elizabeth when Captain Johnston’s voice was heard throughout the room.
“Anderson! My office!” I take one last look at Elizabeth before sulking my way into his office. “Captain.” I say shaking his hand. “Detective Anderson. I didn’t expect to see you back in my office, let alone my squad room. How have you been?” His calm demeanor taking me by surprise. I half expected the same reaction I had gotten from Elizabeth. The way I left everything; I was amazed he wasn’t yelling down my throat.
“I’m good. Thanks for asking.” “When Captain Bridges said he had the perfect guy for us, I sure as hell wasn’t expecting you,” he chuckled. I awkwardly laughed in agreeance before pausing, trying to plan my next words carefully. “I wasn’t expecting to be back here. I uh… I’m sorry for how I left everything. I really…” “Save it,” he cuts in. “That was the past. Right now, we have bigger fish to fry. I have you partnered with Detective Lopez for the time being.”
I felt a little relief hearing I wasn’t going to be partnered up with Elizabeth, but it sure would have been nice to have things back the way they used to be. I nod my head and turn to the door. “Give her some space, Matthew.” His words stopping me at my feet. I spin around towards him. “Give her some time. She’ll come around.” I gave a sad smile then proceeded out into the squad room. My eyes roaming straight to her desk. She was gone.
Elizabeth’s POVLeaving the station, I practically ran to my car. I had thought about this day for years. What I would say. What I would do when I saw him. I can’t believe I froze. I must have looked like a fool. Embarrassment fills me. I really shouldn’t have left work, but there was no way I could be there when he came out of that office. I’d just give him another chance to embarrass me further, this time more public than the last.I take one last look at the station house before driving off. After pulling into a parking space, I make my way up to my apartment. Opening the door, I quickly walk in, closing and deadbolting it behind me. I drop my keys on the table and plop on the couch with a sigh. “And today was supposed to be a good day,” I thought to myself.The day went by surprising fast. I managed to waste a few hours catching up on a few shows. I glanced over at the clock on the table. It was 8:30. Evan
The next morning, I quickly and quietly jumped out of bed. It was another sleepless night. This time thanks to Evan. He was really starting to worry me. I know Matthew coming back into the picture wasn’t ideal for him, but his behavior didn’t sit well with me. Doesn’t he realize how hard this is for me, too. Sighing, I look around my closet to find my outfit for the day. I settle on a nice blue blouse with a black pair of dress pants. Leaving the closet, I stop when something catches my eyes. A beautiful red dress was tucked towards the back of the closet. The dress was skintight and strapless barely reaching my knees. “This will be perfect for tonight,” I smile to myself grabbing the dress and some shoes to match it. There’s no telling how tonight will go so I might as well as look good. Setting the dress and shoes on a chair, I head into the kitchen. Infront of the stove stood Evan stirring eggs around a pan. “Morning,” I say taking a seat at the table. “Mo
“Why did you leave?” Matthew drops his gaze from mine, his hand resting over his mouth and chin. Sighing, he drops his hand and looks back at me. “The week before I left. You uh remember the Hannigan case? And how I got shot.” I nod.“I came home from the hospital to find Anne’s bags packed. The shooting scared her, and uh, she said if I wanted to be involved in our child’s life, I would have to be more responsible with my life.” My eyes widen when he says child. “She was pregnant?” I ask in disbelief.“I couldn’t leave her, Elizabeth. I’ve always wanted to be a dad. She told me to leave the force or to at least transfer to an office setting.” His hand running through his hair. I could see the sorrow in his eyes. “I knew if I had called you, I wouldn’t have been able to leave.”Overwhelming guilt consumes me. “Matthew, I…” sensing my emotions,
Arousal fills the air, seeming to pause the world. The birds chirping, the clicking on the clock, passing cars all silent. His eyes were still locked onto mine silently asking permission to continue. I reach up capturing his lips with mine.He presses his lips back more firmly, slowly moving inside me. “Elizabeth,” he moans. The way he says my name, full of need and desire. He needed me. I could see it in his eyes, feel it in his touch. I can’t remember a time that he truly needed me.I wrap my legs around his waist, wanting him as close to me as possible. He quickens his pace causing me to moan. His hand entangling my hair. He pulls my head back, attacking my neck. I could feel myself getting close. Years of tension and pining climax of the shocking reality that this was truly happening.I can feel my pleasure building in my core. My nails digging into his ass as it intensifies. He quickly grabs one of my legs throwing it over his shoulder. I
Elizabeth’s POVSlamming the door, I walk a few steps before sinking to the floor. What the hell did I just do? I wanted to cry, to scream, to run away. The moment I’ve dreamed about for the past 10 years just transpired yet it couldn’t have happened at a worser time.As much as I wanted this to happen, I didn’t think it would be like this. Not when there were other people in play. Other people who would be hurt. People that I hurt. I immediately think of Evan. He was being an ass at the moment, but that didn’t warrant this, this betrayal.I love Evan, I truly do. He was there for me when Matthew wasn’t. He cared for me when Matthew didn’t. He loved me when Matthew didn’t. ‘But he isn’t Matthew,’ my heart told me. The tears that had threaten to fall, now running fast down my face.‘He said he won’t leave again,’ my heart argues. ‘What if he lied? He
“Elizabeth, I…” My heart was pounding. Sweat was beginning to form on my face. “I’ve always loved you. From the first moment I met you.” I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. I open my eyes searching his face for doubt, relieved to not see an ounce of it. “I’ve wanted to tell you that for years, but every time I tried…” he shakes his head in despair. He looked defeated, broken. I could feel his regret. “There’s nothing to stop me now. I love you, Elizabeth. I love everything about you. I love when you laugh, when you smile, when you’re kicking the crap out of a perp.” The last words making me chuckle. “I love you.” Tears were begging to fall. My giant smile displaying all my emotions. From my face, he could tell I felt the same. I throw my arms around his neck and pull him into me. My lips forcefully take his, melting together perfectly. My body shivers when he passionately kisses me back. I pull back after a minute, wanting to stare into hi
Elizabeth’s POV The day went by seemly fast. Every chance we could, Matthew and I would sneak off to be alone for a few seconds. I could never get enough of his lips. Just the thought of him filled me with arousal. But every moment I spend with Matthew, I’m saturated with disgust in myself. I was still technically with Evan, and the thought of being an adulterous whore doesn’t sit very well with me. I had planned to talk to him this morning, but he seemingly disappeared. It wasn’t like him to just up and disappear. To not even send me a text or anything. Every morning, he would send me a message hoping I have a great day, but not today. Something was definitely up. The thought of him knowing about Matthew and I rang through my head the entire day. It would explain the behavior, but I didn’t want him to know until I could explain everything. If he knows already, there’s no telling what’s running through his mind right now. Rubb
“He’s gone, Elizabeth,” her captain Charles Johnston tells her. Elizabeth blinks back her tears. Her face full of shock and disbelief. Her frozen stare interrupted by his words. “He left his badge,” Charles states as he lifts an empty envelope from his desk with a gold badge on top of it.Elizabeth’s breath stops; her eyes trained on the badge. ‘It couldn’t be,’ she thought. ‘There’s no way.’ He wouldn’t leave her like this. No warning, no phone call, no letter, nothing. She was more than that to him. Or so she thought. He was always more to her. That was one reason why she was never able to have real relationships. She knew no one would ever compare to him.Realization over where she was rushed over her. With her cheeks starting to flush, she takes one look at her captain and heads to the door. “I’m sorry, Liz,” she hears her captain say. She gives him a sad smile before ma
Elizabeth’s POV The day went by seemly fast. Every chance we could, Matthew and I would sneak off to be alone for a few seconds. I could never get enough of his lips. Just the thought of him filled me with arousal. But every moment I spend with Matthew, I’m saturated with disgust in myself. I was still technically with Evan, and the thought of being an adulterous whore doesn’t sit very well with me. I had planned to talk to him this morning, but he seemingly disappeared. It wasn’t like him to just up and disappear. To not even send me a text or anything. Every morning, he would send me a message hoping I have a great day, but not today. Something was definitely up. The thought of him knowing about Matthew and I rang through my head the entire day. It would explain the behavior, but I didn’t want him to know until I could explain everything. If he knows already, there’s no telling what’s running through his mind right now. Rubb
“Elizabeth, I…” My heart was pounding. Sweat was beginning to form on my face. “I’ve always loved you. From the first moment I met you.” I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. I open my eyes searching his face for doubt, relieved to not see an ounce of it. “I’ve wanted to tell you that for years, but every time I tried…” he shakes his head in despair. He looked defeated, broken. I could feel his regret. “There’s nothing to stop me now. I love you, Elizabeth. I love everything about you. I love when you laugh, when you smile, when you’re kicking the crap out of a perp.” The last words making me chuckle. “I love you.” Tears were begging to fall. My giant smile displaying all my emotions. From my face, he could tell I felt the same. I throw my arms around his neck and pull him into me. My lips forcefully take his, melting together perfectly. My body shivers when he passionately kisses me back. I pull back after a minute, wanting to stare into hi
Elizabeth’s POVSlamming the door, I walk a few steps before sinking to the floor. What the hell did I just do? I wanted to cry, to scream, to run away. The moment I’ve dreamed about for the past 10 years just transpired yet it couldn’t have happened at a worser time.As much as I wanted this to happen, I didn’t think it would be like this. Not when there were other people in play. Other people who would be hurt. People that I hurt. I immediately think of Evan. He was being an ass at the moment, but that didn’t warrant this, this betrayal.I love Evan, I truly do. He was there for me when Matthew wasn’t. He cared for me when Matthew didn’t. He loved me when Matthew didn’t. ‘But he isn’t Matthew,’ my heart told me. The tears that had threaten to fall, now running fast down my face.‘He said he won’t leave again,’ my heart argues. ‘What if he lied? He
Arousal fills the air, seeming to pause the world. The birds chirping, the clicking on the clock, passing cars all silent. His eyes were still locked onto mine silently asking permission to continue. I reach up capturing his lips with mine.He presses his lips back more firmly, slowly moving inside me. “Elizabeth,” he moans. The way he says my name, full of need and desire. He needed me. I could see it in his eyes, feel it in his touch. I can’t remember a time that he truly needed me.I wrap my legs around his waist, wanting him as close to me as possible. He quickens his pace causing me to moan. His hand entangling my hair. He pulls my head back, attacking my neck. I could feel myself getting close. Years of tension and pining climax of the shocking reality that this was truly happening.I can feel my pleasure building in my core. My nails digging into his ass as it intensifies. He quickly grabs one of my legs throwing it over his shoulder. I
“Why did you leave?” Matthew drops his gaze from mine, his hand resting over his mouth and chin. Sighing, he drops his hand and looks back at me. “The week before I left. You uh remember the Hannigan case? And how I got shot.” I nod.“I came home from the hospital to find Anne’s bags packed. The shooting scared her, and uh, she said if I wanted to be involved in our child’s life, I would have to be more responsible with my life.” My eyes widen when he says child. “She was pregnant?” I ask in disbelief.“I couldn’t leave her, Elizabeth. I’ve always wanted to be a dad. She told me to leave the force or to at least transfer to an office setting.” His hand running through his hair. I could see the sorrow in his eyes. “I knew if I had called you, I wouldn’t have been able to leave.”Overwhelming guilt consumes me. “Matthew, I…” sensing my emotions,
The next morning, I quickly and quietly jumped out of bed. It was another sleepless night. This time thanks to Evan. He was really starting to worry me. I know Matthew coming back into the picture wasn’t ideal for him, but his behavior didn’t sit well with me. Doesn’t he realize how hard this is for me, too. Sighing, I look around my closet to find my outfit for the day. I settle on a nice blue blouse with a black pair of dress pants. Leaving the closet, I stop when something catches my eyes. A beautiful red dress was tucked towards the back of the closet. The dress was skintight and strapless barely reaching my knees. “This will be perfect for tonight,” I smile to myself grabbing the dress and some shoes to match it. There’s no telling how tonight will go so I might as well as look good. Setting the dress and shoes on a chair, I head into the kitchen. Infront of the stove stood Evan stirring eggs around a pan. “Morning,” I say taking a seat at the table. “Mo
Elizabeth’s POVLeaving the station, I practically ran to my car. I had thought about this day for years. What I would say. What I would do when I saw him. I can’t believe I froze. I must have looked like a fool. Embarrassment fills me. I really shouldn’t have left work, but there was no way I could be there when he came out of that office. I’d just give him another chance to embarrass me further, this time more public than the last.I take one last look at the station house before driving off. After pulling into a parking space, I make my way up to my apartment. Opening the door, I quickly walk in, closing and deadbolting it behind me. I drop my keys on the table and plop on the couch with a sigh. “And today was supposed to be a good day,” I thought to myself.The day went by surprising fast. I managed to waste a few hours catching up on a few shows. I glanced over at the clock on the table. It was 8:30. Evan
Elizabeth’s POV“Matthew!?” A million thoughts were flying through my head. What was he even doing here? Did he know I was in here? Was he looking for me? My dream! He opened the door just like my dream. Am I still dreaming? Am I…?My thoughts were interrupted by his sudden words. “Elizabeth. Elizabeth. Lizzy!” he tries calling out. I shake my head trying to get a grip on reality. I look up at him with pure sadness. “You, okay?” I’m taken aback by his question. Anger I thought, had left years ago came flooding back. Of course, I’m not okay. He leaves without so much as a goodbye, and he assumes nothings changed.“No. I’m not okay,” I scoffed. I try to brush pass him when he grabs my arm forcing me to look at him. “Let go of my arm, Anderson,” I say harshly. The tone of my voice and use of his last name must have startled him, making him let go of my arm. I
“He’s gone, Elizabeth,” her captain Charles Johnston tells her. Elizabeth blinks back her tears. Her face full of shock and disbelief. Her frozen stare interrupted by his words. “He left his badge,” Charles states as he lifts an empty envelope from his desk with a gold badge on top of it.Elizabeth’s breath stops; her eyes trained on the badge. ‘It couldn’t be,’ she thought. ‘There’s no way.’ He wouldn’t leave her like this. No warning, no phone call, no letter, nothing. She was more than that to him. Or so she thought. He was always more to her. That was one reason why she was never able to have real relationships. She knew no one would ever compare to him.Realization over where she was rushed over her. With her cheeks starting to flush, she takes one look at her captain and heads to the door. “I’m sorry, Liz,” she hears her captain say. She gives him a sad smile before ma