Into Folklore | W. Halstead

I'm Sorry

Two days. Olivia avoided Connor, his place, and her apartment for two days. Staying at Kevin's under the guise of her heat being off. He didn't question why she chose to stay with him rather than Connors. Instead he just let her crash on his couch.

The same way she let him stay when he was healing. At work it wasn't mentioned, the rest of the team having no clue about the situation even when they showed up to work at the same time two days in a row.

"I'm just saying that I don't understand how people can sense when they're being watched. It's a nice sense to have, but how does that work?" Kevin spoke as they entered the station, Olivia cocking an eyebrow up at him.

She laughed faintly, shrugging, "I don't know man. Apparently you can tell if there's light shining on the back of your knee. Whether that's true or not, I couldn't tell you." Olivia's laugh raised as Kevin looked at her, a confused look plastered on his face.

"Now where the hell did you hear that?"

"Some youtube video I watched." She shrugged, walking up the stairs and to her desk, taking the chance to rub her thumb over the copper cat's nose, Kevin doing the same before circling around to his own.

The man shook his head, letting out a sigh, "You should not be watching videos like that then. Because that sounds like bullshit." Olivia laughed again, fully agreeing. The rest of the team trickled in, Voight already having been sitting in his office, no doubt thinking about their case that was still in motion.

They'd figured out what happened at the hospital. It wasn't some sort of attack, there had been a busted pipe in the ceiling that had been slowly leaking for a good few days. When a circuit sparked up there it set the entire thing off.

So both thankfully and not so thankfully, they were back on the case that had Olivia out in that park in the first place. "Alright. We got interrupted last time. But not now. We're going to set up again, Olivia, you're still our bait. But I'm putting Jay and Kim out in the field too, in case the guy picked up on Adam and Kev."

Voight went on about the case, how they found the guy's face on facial rec but he hadn't done anything and barely even existed in Chicago so there was essentially nothing they could do to get the guy. As he went to continue the gate downstairs creaked open, catching the sergeant's attention.

Olivia was too invested in her notes to realize that the visitor was for her until Kevin nudged her foot under their desks. She lifted her head to him, eyebrows pulled together until he nodded in the direction of the surgeon standing with his hands in his pockets.

Slowly her eyes widened, mouth running dry as she tried to think of any way that she could possibly get herself out of the situation. There of course wasn't one. She had to face him eventually. But she was more so hoping it would be when she finally went home or showed up at his place.

Except she didn't get that luxury. Instead she pushed a smile on her face, excusing herself from the debrief and pulling Connor into the locker room just down the hall. As soon as she closed the door behind them she spun to face him, "What are you doing here? You can't just show up-" She spoke quickly, her eyes darting at the door.

Connor frowned slightly, "I was just checking on you. You left really fast the other day and you haven't been around since. I get that what happened at Med was hard but, you can talk to me." He reached for her hand, freezing when he saw her pull away, making it impossible to touch her.

"Liv, baby, what's going on?" He asked tentatively, trying his hardest to read the expression on her face. Which was coming off as nothing good. Even when she was trying as hard as she was, Olivia could never hide the way she felt if it wasn't on the job.