OK- I'm having a seriously hard time picking back up with 3 Violins- not for lack of ideas or trying, other things are just coming to me at the moment. I'll buckle back down once school restarts…
Now, the premise for this story is actually the sad product of way too much babysitting and Law & Order in one night- How Bobby and Alex met! I present to you what happens when I watch Cinderella and CI all in one night… and no, thosepestilential little mice will not make an appearance…
Disclaimer: I own nothing associated with Law & Order: CI or Cinderella (the Disney version), but i wish i owned a bit of L & O... VDO is God's gift to acting, and Bobby Goren is God's gift to Crime Dramas... I own nothing!
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Alex walked into the banquet room. She was already regretting not wearing something a little warmer. She had made the mistake of taking her partner shopping with her to help her pick the dress. She had been so excited that in the heat of the moment she called her partner, they shrieked over the phone for about 5 minutes, and then decided that they just had to go shopping. "Darlin', you need a kick-ass dress!" her partner, Anna, had shouted over the phone.
I suppose this bears repeating form the beginning…
Alex is still in Vice, and her best friend is her partner, Anna. There wasn't a single case the two of them couldn't get. They were practically attached at the hip- they really were when Alex's husband died- you didn't have one without the other. One time they had even arrested 3 guys in one spot for offering themselves up as a pair… boy, were those guys surprised… But Alex and Anna just laughed at them, messed with them, and then arrested them. Sounds like fun.
As much fun as Alex was having, she did want to move up. She was getting tired of Vice and was looking to do a little more detective work, and less bait work. Well, about 2 weeks after she had put in her request, it was granted. Her commanding officer pulled every string he had, sent her application to One PP, and soon enough Jimmy Deakins was calling to lay claim on the 5'3 firecracker.
As the timing just so happened to work out, The Commissioner was having a banquet for this year's retiring batch of Detectives. There had been quite a few, and they were some of the best. This meant that as a new appointee to Major Case, Alex was invited. She would get to meet the Commissioner, her new boss, and a number of her prospective partners. All of this news had come at once to her, which was why she got all excited and called up Anna in a frenzy. They went out almost immediately to find a dress.
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Alex walked out of the dressing room in a slick purple dress. "Well?" she said.
Anna studied her. "The color's nice, but the shape's all wrong. Here, try this." Alex walked back into the dressing room. "Hey Alex, I did a little asking around about Major Case," Anna said excitedly.
"Ooh, what did you find out?" She threw the purple dress over the door, and grabbed the light blue one.
"Not much. Just a bunch of old guys, I heard. That's actually where a bunch of the retirees are coming from. Guess that's why you got bumped up so quickly."
"Works for me," Alex said, opening the door to show Anna a long light blue dress.
"Ah… no," Anna said, surveying the dress. "Too pale, but I like the cut. Try it in the purple…" She passed Alex another dress.
Alex went back into her dressing room. "So, just a bunch of old guys, huh?"
"Yah, You'll be the youngest coming in. There's another younger detective there. He hasn't been there long, so he's the newbie as of now. But they say he's the biggest brain."
"Oh great, probably an ass-hole."
"I wouldn't know. Nobody seemed to know much of anything about him except he's quiet and currently partner-less."
"Oh joy…" Alex said, emerging from the dressing room in the same dress as before, but in the dark purple. It was a spaghetti strap deep purple dress. But it wasn't the usual straight shap. The chest line was a bowl and so the straps clung to the tips of Alex's shoulders, which allowed the dress to taper inward all the way from her shoulders to her hips, then curve back out over her legs. There were lighter purple sashes that criss-crossed all over.
"Oh, yah," Anna said with a grin. "Look at your ass!"
Alex blushed.
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So, here she was, standing at the door of the Banquet hall, which was enormous and filled to the brim with old men in tuxedos. As was mentioned earlier, Alex was already wishing she'd brought a jacket or something. All she had was the sash that went with her dress. It barely covered her shoulders.
She walked in, checked her name with the doorman, and looked at the card she had been given as she walked across the hall towards the table that matched the number on her card.
Once she reached her table she sat down. Also at her table was a tall man with grey hair. His name tag said "Captain James Deakins."
"Captain Deakins?" Alex asked.
"Yes."
"I'm Alexandra Eames," she said, holding out a hand.
Deakins took her hand and shook it. He looked smart in his tuxedo, and Alex got the appearance that he ran a tight, but pleasant ship. "Nice to meet you, Alexandra."
"Please, call me Alex," she said smiling.
"Nice to meet you, Alex. This is Detective Market, he's retired though." Alex nodded to the man to Deakins right. "This is Detective Reynolds," he said motioning to the man on Market's right. Alex nodded again. "And, I don't believe Detective Goren has shown up yet. He's new too. He's only been here for about 3 months."
Alex smiled again. "Nice to meet you all."
"So, excited about coming over from Vice?" he asked.
"In a way. It's a great change for me, but I'll miss my partner."
Deakins laughed. "I've heard about you two. Thelma and Louise."
Alex smiled. "I don't know about that… there are a few discrepancies, I'm sure."
At this Deakins laughed again. "Ah, Here's Detective Goren," he said, turning. A very tall man with acute nose and salt and pepper hair sat down next to Alex.
"Bobby, this is Alex Eames. She just transferred from Vice."
"Nice to meet you," he said shyly.
There was an awkward silence until Detective Martin spoke up at last. "So, all us old farts got polled on what we wanted the theme of this little get together to be," he said slyly.
"I noticedthe invitewas conspicuously vague," Deakins said.
"Let's just say we're going down, and we're going to take you with us. Have you ever seen an old man dance, Detective Eames?"
