Ch 1.

Alex's POV

The day I came back from Witness Protection I wanted everything to be the same as it was when I left. To have my girlfriend Olivia by my side, my friends, my family. Three years changed everything.

My father passed when I was in law school. I was close to him, and missed him greatly. That left just me and my mother; who had died believing she outlived her only child. I wished I could go back and tell her I was okay, and I hadn't died.

All I had left was Olivia. She didn't know that I was back yet. It had already been a week I was trying to get my life back on track. I was trying to be Alex Cabot again. It wasn't easy though. I was so use to being someone I wasn't.

I walked up the apartment steps. Olivia's apartment building. I remembered the last time I was here. That night had been perfect. We went out to dinner, then came here for drinks. Then spent the whole night making love. It was a night I reflected on often when I was in witness protection, and had to pretend I liked men and sleeping with them. I had only pretended to like men because I couldn't sleep with another woman without feeling like I was betraying Olivia.

When I came back to testify against Liam Connors Olivia still held me and loved me even after I had told her I slept with a man. She kept reminding me that everything was going to be okay. I thought maybe if I could stay in that moment everything would be okay. Then the next day after court the Marshal's took me away. I didn't even say goodbye, they wouldn't let me. I cried for weeks after that.

Now, here I am. Standing outside her apartment door. I knock on the door three times. I try to pretend that it's like it was before, and Olivia asked me over after a long case for a glass of wine.

There was no answer for a minute. I let out a breath and then turned to walk away.

"Alex?"

I look up and there she is. Her hair is to her shoulders now. I liked it short, but maybe I could get use to long haired Olivia.

Her eyes are sparkling against the dim hall light. I can see the tears threatening to break.

She invites me into the apartment. It still looks the same as it did. Just like it probably has since Olivia moved here. I doubt there's any food in the fridge except a week old chinese take out box or pizza. She offers me a glass of wine. I accept it. She still keeps the wine in the same cabinet next to the window above the sink.

I watch her shirt reveal the skin on the small of her back as she reaches for the bottle on the top shelf. I want to touch her soft skin so badly. My eyes wander down to her slack covered behind.

I'm brought out of my trance when Olivia says my name.

"red or white?" she asks me.

Crap. I really hope she didn't catch me checking her out.

"white is fine."

She pours the two glasses of wine, then we got and sit on the couch. So many nights we had spent on this couch talking, and kissing, and cuddling. I wanted that with her again.

"how've you been?" I asked her.

She took a breath.

"I've been better. How are you?" she asked then taking a sip of her wine.

"moving in getting back to things."

Olivia and I just kept looking in each others eyes. Just like we use to. Slowly we're inching closer together. My knees touches hers.

"I missed you." she whispers.

Our faces get closer.

"I missed you too." I whisper back.

Her lips were everything I had remembered, soft and delicate, hesitant but persistent. I wrapped my arms around her neck as she hugs my waist and pulls me closer to her. I open my mouth allowing her tongue in. A noise escapes my lips.

After a while she picks me up. I wrap my legs around her waist and she carries me to her bedroom. She lays me down on the bed gently never disturbing our lips.

I start undoing her shirt, as she works at my shirt. The first few buttons from the bottom led me to her soft stomach, she shivered feeling my cold fingers on her soft warm skin. A moan escaping her mouth and into mine. I worked the rest of the buttons and felt her soft skin, the tops of her breast came to view, extracting a moan from me at being so close to having the woman I had dreamed of and missed for so many restless nights.

I thrust my hips upward finding only slight pressure. I kissed her as if I had never left. As if we had had those three years together.

"I've been dreaming of this for three years." I whisper into her ears.

"me too." she whispers.

She kisses behind my ear.

This is perfect and everything I had missed.

I pushed her shirt off leaving her in her bra. I then noticed I was only in my bra as well. She flicked the clasp and my red lace bra fell to the floor. I was going for her pants when she laid me down again kissed first one then the other nipple. There was a look in her big brown eyes, as if she'd been waiting her whole life for this moment. Holding my breasts in her hands tenderly massaging them both, gently squeezing. My nipples had been waiting patiently for their turn, well they were standing at attention to be exact. She took one into her mouth and bit while instantly pinching the other.

When she pulled away to stand up I felt cold and empty. She wiggled out of her pants and panties. Then released her bra revealing her breast. Her curves we all the same as they had been before. I took in my fill of everything. Her hips, her lips, her breasts, her sex. I wanted… no needed her. Arousal pooled up in between my thighs. I could tell from the dim light so had Olivia's.

She came towards me and helped me out of my pants and underwear. Then laid on top of me resting her knee between my legs. We both let out a moan knowing this is where we were meant to be.

She moved her right hand from where it had found its place on my breast and started moving it towards where I needed it.

Carefully and slowly she pushed one finger inside. I moaned her name. She moaned a return loving the sound of her name trailing down my lips.

"say it again." she whispered.

I was looked into her brown eyes for a moment. I felt another finger enter me.

"oh Liv." I moaned again.

She started a rhythm. Her fingers dancing inside of me. Our bodies moving together harder, faster. I had missed the way she felt inside me. How full she made me feel. I could feel my center start to pulse and clench around her. Pulling her fingers further inside me. I needed.

"more, Liv more please." I begged for release.

"where?" she asked close to my ear.

"my clit, Liv please." I moaned.

She did just that sending me into complete ecstasy. She made me cum harder than I had in three years. I thought I would never let her fingers leave me. Her fingers managed to keep moving inside me and I felt my body react to her. Grinding down on her hand.

Our whole night was just like that last night we had spent in this bed making love. We didn't sleep. We just kept on showing each other how much we missed each other. It's safe to say we missed each other a lot.