Title: Evidence of What Could Be
Chapter 1: Thud, Bang!
A/N: As I start this story, I have a vague notion of where I plan on taking it. However, you can bet that it will be action packed with an interlacing love relationship (A/O!) Just a little background: Alex is working for the International Task Force Bureau, but is stationed in New York and Olivia has been visiting whenever she gets the chance. As you will see, some flirtatious testing of the waters has started.
It was the dead of night. The darkness illuminated the street corner, except for the small lamp light that hung outside the front porch of the apartment building. It was perfect for hiding the SVU squad.
Elliot and Olivia were stationed directly across the street in their squad car. Fin and John were down the street, loitering at a nearby convenience store.
The neighborhood, however, wasn't as quiet. Dogs barked at oncoming cars and passers-by. Neighbors could be heard yelling through the thin walls of the apartment complex, and sirens sounded in the background.
Elliot peaked in his rearview mirror at the sound of glass breaking. It was just another homeless man who had dropped his bottle and was starting to stumble into the nearby alleyway. Elliot picked up his dispatch radio and spoke into it, "All is ready to move."
"Wait." Olivia gripped Elliot's arm when she saw two little girls around the age of six walk out of the apartment building.
"Disregard, please stand by." Elliot put down the radio and took a closer look at the girls.
One sat on the stoop of the complex and the other seemed to be drawing on the sidewalk leading up to the apartment building.
Olivia's mouth dropped as she watched the one girl who was drawing. She turned to Elliot, "She's using spray paint to draw a hop scotch outline."
Elliot shrugged. "Maybe they were out of chalk."
Liv huffed, "More likely big brother is getting some action or scoring drugs, and sent the girls out with his tagging can to play."
One of Elliot's eyebrows went up. Too bad Olivia was probably right. He picked up his radio again, "Finn, come in."
"Tutuola here."
"Get those girls out of the way; preferably off this street corner." Elliot released the talk button on the radio and waited for Fin to answer.
"You got it."
Olivia peered out the window of the car. Fin had started walking toward the girls, but they ran off before he could get close. They seemed too used to this scenario already.
This time it was Fin who called in over the radio, "Coast is clear to move." Fin discreetly put the radio away and moved to the back of the complex.
Liv and Elliot quickly and quietly dashed from their car into the complex. When they entered, they rushed up the stairs and came to the top level.
They stood at the entrance to the door, one on either side, catching their breaths. Both of them drew their guns.
El looked to Liv.
Olivia nodded, giving him the go ahead.
He picked up his heel and smashed in the door. "Police! Everybody down on the ground!"
Olivia entered behind him, gun drawn. "Down on the ground NOW!" She shouted.
Four men were sitting at a table in the middle of the kitchen. Two of them went to the floor.
Elliot moved to cuff the two.
The other two men split; one in each direction.
Olivia went after the one closer to her.
The perp exploded through the door and into the living room. He paused for a moment deciding which way to make his escape.
That pause gave Olivia just the time she needed to catch up. She moved to apprehend him, but he lunged out of her grasp. Then she heard a loud thud.
Elliot had burst through the opposite door of the circular apartment and rammed into him, sending him flying against the wall.
He collapsed on the ground in a heap of his own sweat and blood.
Olivia bent over the perp and placed her cuffs around his wrist. "Roscoe Alvarez, you are under arrest for rape, murder, and . . ." Olivia looked around the room, "And the possession and distribution of narcotics."
Elliot stood from his hunched over position after catching his breath. He looked around the room, at the scales, small baggies, and the cocaine sitting visibly at a nearby coffee table. "Well, that's an added bonus."
Liv stood Roscoe up when she heard a faint clicking and the drawback of a gun.
Elliot heard it too, but neither of them had time to react before the shot rung in their ears. Then two more shots rang out.
Roscoe's body flew back against the wall, creating a blood smear trail down the wall as he slid down it and collapsed in a heap at Olivia's feet. There was a bullet right between his eyes.
Liv looked up, trembling.
Elliot took out his gun and ran into the next room. The other two perps had been shot, execution style, and the gunman was nowhere to be found.
"Elliot, Olivia, come in. I heard shots fired. Is everyone ok?" It was Fin over the radio.
Elliot's shoulders slumped. He picked up his radio and pressed the button, "Three suspects have been shot by an unknown assailant, the fourth escaped."
"I caught a kid running out the back of the building."
Olivia headed for the door. "Hopefully that's our shooter."
"OK," Elliot said into the radio and began to follow Liv out the door, "We'll need to call CSU and the FDA to the scene."
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Alex crunched on some raw carrots as she sat at her desk across from Olivia on her lunch break. "So was it the shooter that Fin caught?"
Olivia shook her head and leaned forward. She placed her elbows on her knees. "No, he was just one of the dealers that we busted."
"Obviously it wasn't the cartel." Alex stated as she sat her lunch down and crossed her arms across her desk. "They would have shot you and Elliot too." Alex furrowed her brow; a forlorn look crossed her face.
Olivia sighed and leaned back in her chair again. She threw her hands up and ran her fingers through her hair. "I know. We both SHOULD have been shot."
Alex smiled sadly, "But you weren't… You must still be here for a reason." A comfortable silence rose between them for a moment. Alex let her eyes rest on Liv, who was staring out the window of her office. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
The comment brought Olivia's attention back to Alex. A certain looked passed between them.
Olivia was about to respond, she was about to push the boundaries a little more, but the phone buzzed.
It was Alex's secretary, "Ms. Cabot, you have a call on line two."
Alex grunted, "Ok, thanks Josie."
Olivia stood up, "I got to get back to the precinct, or Cragen will have my ass."
Alex stood to walk Olivia out. When they got to the door, Alex leaned up against it, letting her head tilt to one side. "I'm having a dinner party at my place Friday evening to celebrate my birthday. Would you like to come?"
Olivia slid her jacket on and responded, "I'd love to." She paused, trying to judge Alex's reaction.
Alex glanced down, but quickly looked back up. "Good," She said with a grin and then walked back into her office to get the phone.
Olivia walked out of the office building and began the short walk back to the precinct. She smiled like a school girl as she went over in her mind all that Alex had just said. It wasn't just her speech that made her blush, but her subtle movements. She wasn't for certain, but surely Alexandra had been flirting with her. Then, all of a sudden, she paused in her steps. Dread filled her, what on earth am I going to buy Alex for her birthday?
So anyone know who shooter is? Kootoes to you if you figure it out! Thanks for reading my first chapter, reviews are always loved! ^-^