Title: Thanks for the Memories
Author: LogicBomb.32
Ships: Pre-established Alex/Olivia
Summary: Twenty-five drabbles, all seventy-five words or less (with the word that prompted them) about our favorite nonexistent couple.
Authors Note: Yet another exercise in the hopes that my writers block will be eliminated. A random word generator provided the words that are bolded and served as the prompt for the drabble.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Verbal
If there was one thing that Alexandra Cabot was, it was verbal and not in the sense that you're thinking about.
Year
Elliot choked on his beer, his eyes glued on the television screen where his partner, Olivia Benson, was making out with her girlfriend, Alexandra Cabot, in Times Square, on New Years Eve.
Roundabout
"Face it Lex, we've past this roundabout three times already, we're lost."
"I refuse to get lost going to my parents house."
Unto
Sobs wracked the ADA's body as she sat in the tiny, white hospital room. Never before had she thought that words "Unto death do us part" would come so soon.
Except
"I wanted you to be the first to know."
Speechless as Elliot was he nodded, not quite sure what to say except "I'm happy for you."
Across
Emily was not Emily, Emily was Alexandra Cabot and even though she was halfway across the country from the woman she loved, it was still Olivia's name she whispered at night "I love you Olivia."
From
"You have flowers Ms. Cabot."
A small smile tugged at the corners of Alex's mouth, she knew exactly who they were from.
Done
"Dinner, my place, seven o' clock." Alex whispered into her girlfriends ear as the ADA exited the precinct.
"Done." Olivia whispered back
Grave
It was cold, the winter air nipping at the Detectives exposed skin as she stood before a grave. The headstone read: Alexandra Cabot, She spoke for the victims as a daughter, as a sister and as a friend. And a lover, Olivia added quietly, as the tears slipped down her face.
But
"But" Olivia protested or started to, it's hard to argue when you're making out with your girlfriend.
Detective
"Come on sweetheart, lemme buy you a drink."
He was sleazy and apparently wouldn't take no for an answer. Just as Alex was contemplating a more violent route, she saw Detective Olivia Benson coming to her rescue "Hey baby." The blond said, pulling the brunette into a passionate kiss.
Prepared
"I keep an extra set of clothes in the trunk.."
"Really?" Olivia said, surprised "Are you always so prepared?"
"Only when I plan these things." The ADA said grinning.
Away
"Things aren't going to be like they used to Liv." Alex said, her tone steady and even but her eyes flashing dangerously with pent up anger "You can't push everyone away and hope that it will all get better. You have people that care about you" she hesitated, taking a breath "people that love you."
Overpriced
"Come on Lex, Coach is so overpriced."
"So is Nike but we still go in there." Alex retorted with a sly smile.
Blade
The silver blade glinted in the moonlight streaming in through the crack in the curtains. It flashed in the almost darkness and highlighted the second person in the room "Why are you here?"
Her voice was raw with pain and it made the ADA cringe but she pushed it down and replied "Because I love you to much to let you hurt yourself like this."
Cube
Alex stared down at the blue velvet covered cube. She had found it purely by accident when going through some of Olivia's dirty laundry looking for a particular shirt. She didn't know what to do, so she placed the Tiffany's box back into the pile of clothes and turned to hunt down the box she had bought only that afternoon.
Guitar
"I didn't know you played the guitar." Alex said after walking in on Olivia holding said instrument on her lap and strumming the strings.
"I don't." the Detective replied "But I know you do."
Mirror
Olivia sighed, again, looking one last time in the mirror. Alex noticed and grabbed her girlfriends wrist "You look amazing. Stop worrying about what my parents will think."
Whiskey
"You know" Olivia said as she poured two shot glasses of the amber liquid "I never pictured you for a whiskey type of a girl."
"Really?" Alex asked "And what kind of girl did you think I was?"
"Tequila."
Toward
Alex could do nothing but watch in horror as the bullet exploded from the barrel of the bailiffs gun and went hurtling towards her girlfriend.
Save
"I'm sorry Ms. Cabot, there was nothing we could do to save her."
It was at that moment, at those words, that Alexandra Cabot's world fell apart and with it, the blonds emotions.
Vice
It was her vice, her secret and most guilty pleasure.
Icees.
Temporary
I Love Elliot
Alex balked as she caught sight of the black ink across Olivia's shoulder "Olivia" she said dangerously "What the hell is that?"
Olivia realized what her girlfriend had seen and turned around 'Don't worry" she said, slightly panicked "It's only temporary."
Sermon
"Elliot." Alex said "How can I help you?"
It was unusual for the detective to come to Alex's office so late "I'm here to give you a sermon." He said, taking a seat across from the ADA
"Something along the lines of don't hurt my best friend or I'll arrest you." Alex supplied
"Yeah" Elliot nodded "Something like that."
Interpreter
Alex watched, fascinated, through the Plexiglas interrogation window as Olivia interrogated the suspecting, acting as both cop and interpreter.
Underestimate
"I think you underestimate my goddaughter." Elizabeth Donnelly said to the Detective sitting across from her "She's much more perceptive than you give her credit for."
"That's the problem." Olivia said, pulling something out of her pocket "I need this to be a surprise." She finished, holding up a small blue box.
I see you stuck with me! Do you have a favorite, or ones that you would like to see expanded into something longer?
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