Fanon:Bella's Secrets/Loose Tongues

Loose Tongues
All over SimNation Bella's death had been heard about, and then talked about. People showed their sore throats no mercy in yapping what they knew, what they thought they knew, and what they made up. Don was a town target for meanness. The crunchy fall leaves kept falling, the people kept talking, Ridge and Drake kept investigating, and the world kept a'spinnin'. Life moves on, even though Riverview citizens don't.

"Please? Please, please, please? Please?" Ridge pulled an adorable face as she begged Chief Ross. "There's no way I'm setting up a fund to pay all your expenses while you 'investigate' in clubs!" Ross said. The pleading turned to pouting. "Fine," Olivia snapped. "Keep down my detective method. Even though I've solved more than one case that way. Alright. I see how it is. I'm just gonna do it the boring and unsuccessful way." "Good," Ross said shortly.

Outside, walking back to the office down the street, Drake broke the silence. "I'll pay it. Your expenses, I mean." "You will? Oh, thank you! Thank you except for the catch which I know there must be!" Olivia exclaimed. Drake laughed. "Alright, here's the catch. No caviar or anything that costs more than fifty bucks each. I'm not made of money." "I beg to differ," Olivia said, pulling a quarter out from behind his ear. Their laughter rang up and down the road, and they were suddenly shy. "Olivia..." Drake said, the first time he ever called his work partner by her first name. "Yes?" Now that Ridge was waiting for his response, he hesitated, not sure what to say.