BattleField
It was a Friday night, Olivia had another long week full of sensitive cases which each victim needed her help and support. She sat at the bar alone sipping on her fourth glass of red wine. She was soon distracted from her thoughts when she heard a deep southern accent order a beer. She turned around to see a blonde haired blue eyed female standing a few feet away from her.
She looked her up and down, she could tell she wasn't from around here. She was wearing tight dark blue jeans with a white long sleeved shirt and cowboy boots. Distracted again she heard the southern women speak to her
"Hi."
"Hey." Olivia immediately said after the interaction.
"Long day?"
"More like long week."
"I understand that." Silence grew between them. "You from around here?"
"Born and raised."
"Well can I buy you a drink?"
Olivia thought to herself. She wasn't one to have a one night stand but she was lonely and was long over due.
"Sure." She smiled.
Over the next hour Olivia and the blonde women
Shared some drinks and small chat.
"You wanna come back to my place?" the blonde woman asked.
"Well I don't even know your name yet." Olivia smiled.
"It's… Molly. You?"
"Um..Olive." she paused "lets go." She said as she stood up.
As they walked out the bar the only thing Olivia could think of was why she lied about her name. Then again thought it was a good idea just in case this woman was a lunatic or something.
They hailed a cab and the southern woman told the taxi where to drop them off.
Molly reached her apartment and before she could open the door all the way Olivia's lips had meet her own. She moaned in surprise. She could still taste the wine that lingered on Olivia's tongue. She pushed the door open and threw her keys over by the kitchen counter. Olivia kicked the door closed with her foot and began to undue Molly's pants. Molly was against a wall and stated to unbutton Olivia's shirt. They kept moving towards the bedroom. Olivia threw Molly on the bed, she threw off her pants and climbed on top of Molly. She began to kiss her neck. Molly unhooked her bra and immediately Olivia yanked the bra off her body leaving her completely naked and exposed in front of the brunette women. Olivia deeply kissed the women rubbing her body against the other woman. She slowly moved to the woman's breast. Slowly she sucked the right breast while cupping and tugging the left nipple. She reached down below and separated the women's legs, slowly she inserted one finger into the women's slit and started a slow rhythm. Soon starting to suck on the woman's clit. Molly moaned with excitement. She soon found her hips moving along with Olivia's rhythm and pace. Shortly Olivia inserted another finger into the woman's hole. She could hear the friendly moans and gasp of air from the other woman. She soon started to quicken the tempo. She knew the other woman was close to climax. She felt the woman grab her head and start to grind on her face. Moments later Molly's walls tensed around Olivia's fingers, her body bucked and her back arched. She let out a loud moan.
Olivia made her way back to Molly's lips. It wasn't long after she found Molly on top of her. Molly pulled Olivia's bra off of her and gently circled her left nipple with her tongue and then the right. She separated Olivia's legs and positioned herself on top of her so that their clits would meet. Slowly and gently she grinded on top of the woman. "Fuck!" the brunette gasped. She then started moving faster and faster, she squeezed the women's left breast with her left hand and her own with her right hand. Olivia soon began to feel her body heat up with bliss. Molly soon climbed down and buried her face in Olivia's clit until she came with a vengeance. She climbed back on top of Olivia and kissed her gently on the lips. They breathed deeply together for a brief moment.
"I should go." Olivia declared.
"So soon?" the southern women said.
"Maybe our paths will cross again soon." She said and smiled while putting her bra on. She soon finished getting dressed. Molly had put on a large Falcons jersey and walked Olivia to the door.
"Goodnight Olive." The blonde women said in the doorway to her apartment.
"Well morning." She smiled.
She walked down the three flights of stairs and into the warm late summer air. She hailed a cab and directed the driver to her apartment. She walked up the stairs and opened the door to her empty apartment. She threw everything down and headed towards the shower. She stepped in the hot shower and soaked her entire body. She couldn't stop thinking about Molly. Nobody had ever made her body do what she did last night. She soaped and rinsed off and tossed on some grey boxers and an old t-shirt. She climbed in bed and soon dosed off still thinking about Molly.
She awakened when she heard her phone ring it was 7am and Cragen's name lit her screen. "Benson" she answered. Cragen had called her in on a new VIP case. She soon got up put on some black slacks a green button down and a black jacket. She quickly fixed her hair and headed out the door. Immediately she picked up a cup of coffee and headed to the station.
When she got to the station everyone was already running around. Cragen apologized for having to cut her weekend short then sent her straight to Bellevue.
It was morning Amanda had been looking forward to for the past month. She got up, took a quick shower, put on some black slacks, a white blouse and a black jacket. She was running a bit late so she quickly put her hair in a messy bun. She grabs the box of her things that she had packed from her desk back in Atlanta and quickly ran out the door. She threw the box in the back seat of her old 96' Chevrolet Impala and headed towards New York's 16th precinct.
By the time she arrived at the precinct it was a mad house. Detectives and uniform officers scrambled around everywhere. Right before leaving the elevator she ran into Captain Cragen.
"Oh Captain, Captain Cragen. I'm Detective Amanda Rollins. You interviewed me last month."
" Well you picked a hell of a first day to start. I'll fill you in later." The captain said.
" You can fill me now!" the eager detective declared. She gave one of the uni officers her box and hopped back on the elevator.
"I'm ready to work."
The captain quickly filled her in about the new case in the car to JFK. When they arrived Fin and Munch had already picked up Roberto DiStasio, and he was already sitting in the back seat of their car.
"What happened?" Cragen asked.
"He was sippin' on chardonnay when we picked his ass up. Thought he was gon' get away with it." Fin explained. Cragen nodded and then introduced Amanda to Fin and Munch.
"Rollins this is Detective Fin Tutuola and Sargent John Munch." They shook hands and greeted each other.
"Now that we're all acquainted lets get this guy back to the precinct." Cragen order.
Olivia got back to the station with the victim at about noon. When she walked into her precinct she immediately felt all eyes on the victim. When she looked around she saw the blonde women she had been with the night before. Her thoughts scrambled and for the first time she didn't know what to do, think or say. Her face became white as if she saw a ghost. Before she could even think, she led the victim to the table in the far right corner of the room. She tried to avoid eye contact with the other women but all they could do is look at each other in sheer terror.
Cragen came out of his office and saw Olivia's face looking at Amanda.
"Rollins." Cragen said.
"Excuse me?" Olivia asked while turning to face Cragen.
"Amanda Rollins. New Detective."
"Amanda?" She asked again.
"Yeah, you know her?"
"uhh.. no." she hesitated to speak.
"Well what did you learn about our victim?"
"What?" she searched his face for answers.
"Our victim? What's her story?" Cragen said more stern this time.
"Ooh umm… her story solid. Single mother hard working immigrated here about three years ago."
"Okay get as much as you can out of her. We're going to need a positive I.D." Cragen said while walking back to his office.
After the conversation ended she immediately went straight to the women's restroom. Luckily a woman was just leaving as she entered allowing her to get her thoughts back together. Yet again soon after she began to piece things together the well know southern accent pierced her ears.
"Olive huh?"