The Therapist Friend

Your Daughter?

Olivia's P.O.V

       It's now Monday morning and I haven't heard from Ray since we last spoke. I went to her place, but she didn't answer. I'm supposed to see Dr. Lindstrom today so hopefully, I'll run into her there. Being down two officers has put us behind I'm drowning in paperwork and IAB has been in here every day since I filed the reports. Carrisi and Amanda have been avoiding me like the plague since that day.

       It's hard not to miss the blonde detective we became close and so have our kids. Noah wanted them to come over this weekend and I had to keep telling him Aunt Mandy was busy. I don't have the heart to tell him we really aren't speaking. In reality, I think I just didn't want to say it out loud.

       Taking my lunch to go I'm already exhausted. When I get called back, I can't find it in myself to even try to keep up appearances. As soon as I sit down, I throw my coat to the ground with a huff. "You asked me to help, and I only made things worse! My own squad decided the best thing to do was to go after the victim. He called her a junkie and basically called her a whore without saying it outright. None of this is fair!" Rubbing my face, I didn't realize how close I was to crying until I felt the tears fall.

       Dr. Lindstrom is just staring at me. "I'm assuming by her you are referring to Dr. Lennox, correct?" I shake my head not trusting my voice to not crack. "Yeah, she finally told me what happened before she took off with Alex and Piper. She didn't go too much into detail, but I wasn't really expecting her to. She's always kept everything close to her chest. After what her stepfather did, she changed. I lost my little girl to that monster and I'm losing her all over again so trust me when I say I know the anger you're feeling." It feels like the whole world has stopped spinning.

       Sitting up I have to make sure I'm hearing him right. "R-ray is your daughter. Why didn't you tell me? Why were you trying to set us up?" He stands up walking to his desk.

       Pulling out a photo he holds it out to me. Taking it it's a photo of him and her and from what I can tell it was taken inside of a jail. "Because she was doing so well. She left the drugs and the bullshit behind. She was becoming the person she always wanted to be. When she was little, she always said she wanted to grow up and become a therapist so she could help people just like Daddy. But she was still punishing herself. Jumping from one relationship to the next with people who treated her the same way her mother did. I don't know what I ever saw in that woman but a part of me wishes I would have stayed because maybe then... Ray wouldn't have had to suffer." Handing him the photo back he runs his fingers down it. "She confided in me that she had the hots for one of my patients one night while we were having a drink. Didn't say which but I treat very few 'extremely sexy cops who just exude confidence.' Her words, not mine. I knew her girlfriend was abusive, but I didn't know how bad it all actually was. If anyone made things worse by trying to help it was me not you. This one isn't on you Olivia." Returning the photo to his drawer he comes back over sitting down.

       At this point, I don't know what to think. "She thought I was sexy?" That's not the question I wanted to come out of my mouth.

       He laughs leaning on his arm. "She did. She does at least that was her opinion the last time I talked to her which was this morning before their flight left. Though I do believe what she said was 'I've completely fucked up my chances with one of the hottest and most caring women I've ever met, fuck all of this I'm going to go get drunk on the beach.'" My face has to be the same shade as a tomato by now.

       "That's not what I meant to ask I'm so sorry..." Looking very amused he waves me off. "Wait you said she left. Where'd she go? How long is she going to be gone? Her trial..." Nodding he straightens up.

       Pulling out his phone he taps the screen a couple of times. "Bora Bora for two weeks. Alex has a place out there they go usually once a year around summertime but with everything that's happened, I'm not surprised. I trust she will come back, and I trust she is in good hands. They've been taking care of each other since Juvie. They may not be in love, but they would do anything for each other." Sliding the device in his pocket he sighs looking out the window. "I know it looks like she's running, and she is. A man showed up here last Wednesday. He's not either of our clients but he was looking for her. She was going to see who it was, but she caught sight of him in the mirror and told me she had to go. I don't know who it was but I'm almost certain he was sent by the woman who hurt her. I wanted to call you... but she told me what happened the last time she did. I can't say I wasn't hurt to hear that." My chest feels like it's constricting.

       "I'm sorry..." I don't know what else to say to him.

       "Why are you sorry you didn't do anything wrong? You shouldn't take the guilt on of others. It's not healthy Olivia." Wiping my face, the tears are back. "She's not mad at you. Is she mad at the system, oh absolutely but she also acknowledges that you really were trying to help. She's made it very clear to me that the only reason she's still alive is you. Whatever happens, just know that she's not going to blame you." An alarm goes off on his desk signaling the end of our session. Getting up he turns it off. "I'll send you that video from our surveillance camera." Thanking him I grab my jacket flinging it over my arm. "And Liv don't worry about paying for today this one's on the house." Smiling I thank him leaving the office.

       Even if things are far from over, I do feel a bit lighter. On my back to the station, I pick up some coffee for the rest of the team. If she doesn't blame me then what right do I have to blame Amanda? Nick and Carrisi made their decisions, and they can deal with their consequences. Dropping them off the peppered-haired man makes himself scarce quick and Amanda goes to do the same. "Rollins my office please." Freezing she nods and begrudgingly follows me in.

       Having her shut the door I motion for her to take a seat. "Is this your way of telling me IAB's opening an investigation into me too?" Shaking my head, no I cross one leg over the other.

       "No Amanda this is me apologizing. It wasn't fair for me to blame you for what they did. I was angry and I took it out on you. I'm sorry for how I treated you." She seems genuinely shocked.

       In hindsight maybe I don't apologize enough when I'm out of line. "Liv I..." She suddenly stands up rounding the desk wrapping her arms around my shoulders.

       Standing up I match her height wrapping my arms around her waist. "You're a good detective and a good person that's what you are Mandy." She breaks down sobbing the stress of everything has finally caught up to us all.

Rayne's P.O.V

       Laying on the beach things don't seem so bad in the moment. "You want another Margarita?" Nodding I pull down my sunglasses.

       Piper is shitting up on the chair next to me. "Do you really think I'd ever say no to another margarita bitch?" She laughs getting up and heading back inside. "Acting like she doesn't even know me!" Alex laughs from the other side of me finishing off the rest of her drink.