A/N: Well, well, well. Been a while. A long fucking while.

Just in case anyone has forgotten, I own nothing. Except Jack. I just made that fucker up. Also, I'm in a fuck-saying mood.

It wasn't as hard as he thought it would be, avoiding Olivia. It was almost as if she were trying to avoid him as well. Good. He didn't care. It's not like he wanted to see her anyway. He didn't. Not one bit.

Olivia groaned, rolling over and stretching in her bed. It was going to be a beautiful, Elliot-less day. A day completely lacking Elliot or any thoughts of Elliot. Elliot wouldn't even cross her mind. Pfft, Elliot who?

Things were still going great. Elliot had hidden the ring in a place that no one but him ever looked. Genius.

Despite the occasional wet dream involving a certain woman he wasn't even going to think about, Elliot had managed to keep his mind off...that woman for almost six days. Besides the times when he was thinking about not thinking about her. That didn't count. It didn't.

A/N: Short? Yes. Updated? Yes. Seriously like the shortest thing ever... But at least it's something, until I can think of a way to get to the good stuff. And by good stuff, I mean the drama, the romance, the sex, the super awesome humor. This is going to be great.