Out Tonight
A/N: This story hit me while listening to my 'Rent' Soundtrack for the umpteenth time. Hope you like it!
I don't own any of these characters or the lyrics. Characters belong to Dick Wolf (who is a god) and the lyrics are from the Broadway play 'Rent'.
'I can't believe I'm doing this,' Olivia thought as she flipped through her closet. "How did I let you talk me into this?"
Casey's voice could be heard from the bathroom laughing. "You need to release some tension. A night out is the perfect way to do that!"
"I can release some tension at the gym," Olivia argued. She pulled out a red top and held it against her chest before tossing it onto her bed in disgust. There it joined a quickly growing pile of clothes that she had already rejected.
"This is true," Casey said stepping into her friend's bedroom. "But this will be more fun."
Olivia turned from her closet with a witty retort that was lost as soon as she took in Casey's appearance. She had shed her work clothes and opted for a khaki skirt that was about six inches short of her knees, a black belt studded with rhinestones, and a crimson silk camisole. A simple silver necklace with a red stone hung around her neck with matching bracelets on her left wrist and a pair of silver hoops dangled from her ears.
"Casey," Olivia gasped.
"You like?" the red head laughed spinning in a circle.
"Where did you get those clothes?" Olivia asked. She was utterly amazed at the woman standing in front of her. This was not the confident ADA she knew and admired; this was someone else entirely.
"I found them in the back of my closet a few weeks ago," Casey said taking a seat on Olivia's bed amongst the rejected clothes. "I haven't worn them since college."
"They look amazing on you."
"I was shocked that they still fit," Casey laughed. It was then that she noticed Olivia's attire. "Now what are we going to do about your ensemble?"
Olivia looked into her closet with a defeated look. "I have nothing to wear. Everything I own is 'work-suitable'."
Case laughed as she stepped towards the closet and began to flip through the selection. She pulled out a black skirt that fell just past Olivia's knees. "What about this?"
"I've worn that to court," Olivia said. "Doesn't exactly strike me as a 'club ensemble'."
Casey thought for a minute before handing the garment to Olivia. "Put it on. I'll be right back."
She shrugged and slipped her work pants off and pulled the skirt over her hips. She looked at herself and wondered how Casey could possibly pull this off. She came back in a few seconds later with a mischievous look in her eyes. "What do you have?"
"Let me ask you a question," Casey laughed. "How attached are you to that skirt?"
"What do you mean?" Olivia asked. The look on the lawyer's face made her almost…afraid of what she would do.
"Well let's face it, you can't wear that out to a club," she brought her hand from behind her back to reveal a pair of shiny scissors. "We may have to perform surgery."
"You can't be serious!" Olivia laughed taking a step back. "You can't possibly be thinking what I think you're thinking."
"Oh but I am," Casey said evilly. She took a step forward and snapped the blades together. "Just don't flinch and there won't be any bloodshed."
"Why are we doing this again?" Olivia asked.
Casey sighed. "Do I have to play the song again? I'm gonna play it again." Without waiting for Olivia's reply she pushed several buttons on the latter's stereo and waited for the beginning chords to fill the air. "Just listen to this song and tell me if it doesn't make you want to go out and dance all night."
Olivia closed her eyes so she wouldn't see the mutilation that was about to occur and let the words of the song surround her.
What's the time
Well it's gotta be close to midnight
My body's talking to me
It says "Time for danger"
It says "I wanna commit a crime
Wanna be the cause of a fight
Wanna put on my tight skirt and flirt
With a stranger"
I've had a knack from way back
Breaking the rules once
I learned the games
Get up life's too quick
I know someplace sick
Where this chick'll dance in the flames
We don't need any money
I always get in for free
You can get in too if you get in with me
"I gotta tell you Casey," Olivia said still not opening her eyes. "I never pegged you for a 'Rent' fan."
Casey laughed as she continued to slice pieces of the skirt away. "It's park of the New York experience. It was the first show I saw after I moved here."
Olivia thought as she flipped through her closet. "How did I let you talk me into this?"Let's go out tonight
I have to go out tonight
You wanna play? Let's run away
We won't be back
Before it's New Year's Day
Take me out tonight! Meow!
When I get a wink from the doorman
Do you know how lucky you'll be?
That you're on line with the feline of Avenue B
Let's go out tonight
I have to go out tonight
You wanna prowl
Be my night owl?
Well take my hand we're gonna howl
Out tonight
"All done," Casey announced. She took a step back and admired her work; the skirt that once fell just below Olivia's knees was now well above them. The hem wasn't exactly perfect but she doubted that anyone would even notice in the dim lights of the dance clubs. "You can open your eyes now."
Olivia opened her eyes slowly and exhaled. She had been expecting something ridiculously short, but this was just on this side of tacky. She spun slowly noticing how long her legs looked in the skirt. "Not bad."
"I knew you'd like it," Casey smiled setting the scissors aside. "Now we must work on the rest of your outfit." Minutes later both women were dressed and ready to party.
"I can't believe we're actually going out like this," Olivia laughed as Casey nearly dragged her out of her bedroom.
"Just for one night forget that you're a cop. You don't even have to be Olivia Benson tonight if you don't want to be."
"And who should I be?" Olivia laughed. She grabbed her driver's license and some cash and stuffed it in her pockets.
"I don't know. Be anyone you want to be," Casey suggested. "Tonight is our night out on the city. Forget about everything and just have a good time."
Well there you have it. Should I write another chapter where they actually get to the club?