Title: Finding Beauty in Negative Spacesā™„
Author: OLIVIAplusALEX4eva (Just to let you know, my penname is now changed to No Wishing on the Never Star)
Chapter Title: Grab Thy Hand
Summary: Both have a crush on the other one. Will they act on it or hopelessly try to ignore their growing infatuations, which can quite possibly cause the squad their case[AO.
Extended Summary: Both have a crush on the other one. Will they act on it or hopelessly try to ignore their growing infatuations, which can quite possibly cause the squad their case[AO Both SVU beautys are forced to go undercover with each other as a couple to break an important case, not that they mind considering they get to spend time together and they get a mini vacation to themselves for a bit afterwards, promised to them by their respective bosses. Will the squad make their important case?
Genre: Romance / Comfort
Rating: Rated M in later chapters
Warning: This story, and all of my other ones for that matter, contain content between two mature, consenting adult females.
Disclaimer: Not mine, but I just borrowed them. However, I'll get Alex(my best friend) to teach me to play poker so I can win them for keeps--I'll give Alex Cabot to Alex and keep Olivia to myself. But of course, we'll switch every other week :P (I'm just kidding with you). The characters Stephanie March and Mariska Hargitay portray belong to Dick Wolf... as do the characters that are portrayed by Christopher Meloni, Dan Florrak, Richard Belzar, and Ice T... they are nice as well, but I happen to like the ladies better (they're by far prettier!).

Author's Note: I used to be known as OLIVIAplusALEX4eva--however, I changed my penname to No Wishing on the Never Star.

"Remember, act like you two are a couple; the future of this particular case depends upon how well you can act. That means you give each other those so-called 'looks' people in love bestow upon their lovers and you hold hands when the time warrants such behaviour. You have to kiss at least three time in public; nothing too passionate if you two don't feel that comfortable with each other. I mean this, too. Make sure you do your undercover jobs," Captain Cragen reminded the two women for the fifth time since they had arrived at the hotel they were currently staying at for the duration of the criminal investigation.

"Yes, Cap," Olivia expells a heavy breath, trying to quell her forthcoming attitude. The men probably set Alex and I up so they can watch us make out or something for their own pleasure.

"No problem, Donald," Alex assured the overworked captain.

As the captain turned to leave, he looked back at the new couple, "Oh and Liv. Try to keep your attitude at a low minimal. It could cost us our case if your cover is blown."

Captain Cragen closed the hotel room's door and left the two women struggling to come up with simple chitchat conversation to make the situation more bearable. Don't get them wrong, the two beautiful women are the best of friends, they are just trying to keep it that way and not screw their friendship up by some trivial crush. The both of them want more from the other one, but they are too afraid to admit it to themselves, let alone to the object of admiration.

"How much you want to bet that this whole thing is a scam cooked up by the boys to see us be affectionate towards one another?" Alex groans the question Olivia's way, silently jumping for joy in her mind. "I mean, I haven't heard of this case before this week."

"Well, I hate to break it to you, boys will be boys. If they did set us up, they'll be in the receiving side of a good ass kicking, be sure of that," Olivia set before Alex some powerful words. Alex raised an eyebrow at the chosen words but said nothing but a simple, "Hmmm."

Olivia groaned and flopped on the oversized bed that they had to share. I guess it's more believable if we sleep in the same bed...

Alex laid down beside Olivia's tense body and grabbed her warm hand, gently laying the twined limbs between the two in the middle of the bed. Olivia looked over towards Alex with a confused expression written on her face but said nothing. Alex mirrored Olivia's simple move and looked at Olivia's slight blush that coloured the Detective's cheeks. "Practice."

"What? Practice? What do you mean?"

This time Alex blushed a rosey pink colour, "Practice for this case. I don't like to hold hands with a person who always has cold hands. Yours are warm so that's a good sign," Alex clarified plainly. Olivia simply smiled at Alex's obvious nervous rambling and squeezed her delicate hand, enjoying the rosey tinge that brightened her companion's pale complexion.

"Likewise, my dear, likewise."

"Dear?" Alex blue eyes widened a bit at the brunette.

"We have to get used to calling each other 'dear' and stuff like that. I mean, isn't that what couples do? I don't remember; it's been so long since my last relationship!" Olivia teased self-depreciatively.

I don't know why. With the way she looks it'd seem that there'd be a line waiting at her apartment door the size of every bank's line in the city on payday, Alex thought inwardly. "With the way you look? Impossible! You are beautiful on the inside and outside; you'll be a wonderful catch to a lucky man someday."

Olivia sat up and leaned against the thick wooden headboard, Alex following suit. The Detective cringed at the word 'beautiful' and Alex caught the slight shudder. "Why do you hate to refer to yourself as beautiful?"

"I'm not girly. Only girly-girls are beautiful," Olivia scowled.

You are so much more than meets the eye.

"No, that's not true, Liv. You're absolutely beautiful, even if you can't see it yourself. I don't lie about this kind of thing. You're absolutely gorgeous, Livvie."

"Please don't call me that," Olivia begged indigently.

"Sure, I'll stop. I'm sorry," Alex obliged without protest.

"My mother used to call me that when she was shit-faced drunk," Olivia clarified without really having to offer an explanation of some sort to the blonde beside her.

So break me down if it makes you feel right.

"Get me another beer, Livvie!" Olivia mocked out loud, shuddering yet again at the horrific memory.

And hate me now if it keeps you alright, oh.

Alex sensed Olivia's discomfort and she quickly laid a reassuring hand on Olivia's warm cheek, "If you need to talk, day or night, I'm here. I know what it was like to grow up with a alcoholic parent. I've been there, dealt with that."

Olivia reached up and cupped the nape of Alex's neck, bringing her in for a soft embrace, wrapping her free arm around her companion's slender waist. "Thanks. I really didn't have any one to talk to growing up. I was so isolated at school because of the circumstances surrounding my young life--no one knew the exact details but that didn't stop them from spreading the hurtful rumours," Olivia whispered, her breath tickling Alex's long, delicate neck.

"I wish I would have known you back then," the blonde murmured softly, her lips dangerously close to the brunette's ear.

You could have saved me from myself, protected me from my mom, and defended me from my own life, Olivia thought to herself as a tear fell from her misting eyes. Suddenly Alex pulled back and looked Olivia in the eyes. Olivia down-casted her eyes, averting eye contact, hoping Alex wouldn't catch her crying. But of course, like a good friend would, she did.

Alex cupped Olivia's prominent jaw in her hands and thumbed her tears away softly, running the smoothness of her thumb's pads across Olivia's cheek. "It's okay to cry, honey," Alex whispered more to herself than Olivia, at the moment.

Remembering back to her childhood, of the terrible treatment she'd received from fellow classmates and her own mother all for no apparant reason other than the obvious, Olivia broke down and began to weep in Alex's embrace.

Wounds are ways to reveal us. . .

The Detective clung to Alex's small frame and felt a twang of easiness when she squeezed the small body in her arms, when she felt someone who cared actually hug her when she needed a shoulder to cry on no matter how childish the reasons seemed to be at the current moment.

Olivia gradually began to calm herself down a bit.

Will not be shaken and jump into this and be persuasive, just carry on. Make my mind up to go through this or be firm and sit in silence, Olivia internally fought herself. Finally she came to an important decision--one that was extremely difficult to make, given the circumstances that were set before her.

Olivia slowly recoiled from the warm, comfortable position of the crook of Alex's neck and gazed up in Alex's misting blue eyes. She brought her trembling hand up from the blonde's waist and gently laid it half way on Alex's jawline by her ear and Olivia let her fingers splay out on her companion's pale neck, feeling the pulse point throb erratically with beautiful life.

The living pulse grew more and more irregular--speedy--with each inch that Olivia closed between them. Alex let out a little feverish moan the first time their lips met together, deliberately moving against each others' in a series of slow, passionate movements.

Breathe, trust, bless me and release

The blonde carefully snaked her arms around Olivia's back, gripping tightly to her jean clad hips. Alex tugged abruptly until Olivia came gently crashing into her, resting her on top of her own trembling body.

Olivia settled against Alex's lap, but hovered above her legs, afraid that she would crush Alex's slender frame beneath her.

Hold my breath til you rapture.

Alex would have none of that. She made the second move of the night so far; she grasped Olivia's hips and drove Olivia's body down onto her own lap a little harder than the first time.

Alex relished in the warmth radiating off Olivia's body and enjoyed the sound of her soon to be lover gasp in surprise when she practically thrusted Olivia into herself.

You'll never break me . . .

Since you've already read the story, or so I assume since you are reading this, please review. I need all the encouragement I can get. By the way, I have a favour to ask. I'm in need of a couple of good ideas for my English class. We have to choose a famous person to do a biography report on and I'm stuck. I was wanting to take a shot at Freddy Mercury(lead singer of Queen), Margaret Cho, Jane Austen(wrote Pride & Prejudice-I think), or Nancy Garden(has written a couple of books about teenagers and their sexual orientation). I want there to be a sub-theme bordering lesbianism, or bi-sexuality, if possible. If you could think of any suggestions, please message me in a review or PM, thanks a bunch!

I used to be known as OLIVIAplusALEX4eva--however, I changed my penname to No Wishing on the Never Star.

To Be Continued.