I am super excited about this one! I have some really good ideas, but of course would love to hear from you on what you think should happen. I absolutely love these two, but sadly don't own them*Disclaimer*. This is set in Loyalty I believe, and I absolutely loved the way these two cooperated and communicated with each other. Honestly, they should have been a couple. I SAW it in this episode and loved it...so ya, hence the story here. I plan on making it a case file with a smooths transition from Stevens B/A mystery to the actual case. So enough about that. Enjoy and tell me what you think!
Chapter 1~ It's Fun
Alexandra Eames stared at her partner, her brown eyes striving to convey her contradicting feelings of both disappointment, irritation, concern, and love. What had he been thinking? Now he was suspended, and right in front of their new captain none the less... Way to make a good first impression...then again when did a new captain ever really like Detective Robert Goren at their first meeting.
"I'm sorry," his dark gaze seemed to say as he looked at her for nearly a millisecond before looking at the man who had suspended him, and his eyes sparked with rage again. He spun around and stormed toward the elevators, grabbing a few things from his desk before he disappeared.
Irritably Alex sighed, turning to Zack Nichols and Serena Stevens.
"Welcome to Major Case, it's fun," she said by way of greeting and dismissing the new woman, introducing the temporary captain to her signature snark and sarcasm. Without another word, Alex left to go after her partner.
Serena Stevens stared after the pretty blonde woman detective, not quite sure what to think. What had she gotten herself into? Remembering Detective Nichols, she turned to him with a raised eyebrow and open mouth, imploring to say something but unable to form words.
"That..." Nichols paused, closing his eyes a moment as he turned to her, "was Detective Eames and Detective Goren...Your two best detectives on the force..." Nichols muttered, looking down at the ground, his thumbs in his belt loops as he rested his hands on his hips.
Stevens raised her brows, shaking her head in disbelief.
"So...the Captain was murdered, FBI is sticking their big noses in our business, and my best detectives...can no longer work together..." Stevens muttered angrily.
"Oh, no, you've still got them both in on the case..." Nichols assured, chuckling lightly at Steven's confused look. "They will definitely be working on this after shift as well..."
Steven's brows knitted together.
"Is there anything...else I should know about those two?"
"Well, they've got the highest crime solving rate, they are secretly referred to as the 'dynamic duo', they are always together, and you can trust either one of them with your life and the rest of New York City's as well..." Nichols answered honestly. "And you see, the two of them can read each other's mind. Good luck keeping up with them. Other captains always got annoyed by it...Um...and Goren is super protective, stubborn, and ridiculously smart. Like creepily genius. Now, Eames might look little and dainty, but she packs a mean punch and has a mouth on her quicker than light," he added on a humorous note, chuckling to himself.
Stevens nodded, giving him a wary look. That was way more than she had expected, it seemed these two had a history. Maybe it was the romantic woman in her, but she sensed an underlying secret tucked beneath the partnership. She truly hoped she was wrong, it wouldn't look too great for the squad's reputation.
"Well, shall we get started? I don't know where the hell Detective Eames went, but we can't afford to wait. We need to finish this quicker and smoother than the Feds," Stevens said assertively, turning to business.
"Right, lets go...lay out room is this way..."
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Alex ran down the few steps that led from the elevators to the lobby, searching for her tall partner that had stormed out just minutes earlier.
"He's left. God, please let him go to his apartment. Somewhere I can find him..." she thought.
Grabbing her keys from her coat, she ran as fast as she could in her black heels and she yanked the SUV's car door open.
In her moment of panic and frustration, she slammed the door shut and sat with her hands on the wheel. Angrily, she banged her fist on the wheel, taking care not to hit the horn.
"Dammit, Bobby!" she swore once before taking a deep calming breath, and finally starting the car. If she was going to talk to Bobby, she couldn't be fuming and spitting fire. Especially because it wasn't him she was angry at. She was angry at the damn bastard that had killed her Captain, and that son of a bitch had sent Bobby into another challenging course of demons.
"You have to be calm about this, Alex. He needs to know you are there for him..."
Pulling into the maniacal driving system of New York City, she sped through traffic to reach her destination and her hurting Bobby.
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Nichols had barely shown Stevens around and had briefed her of the situation and the known evidence when he began to feel hungry.
"What do these notes mean?" Stevens suddenly asked, pulling out a notepad paper with scribbles decorating it. Nichols laughed.
"Goren's notes...you're gonna need either him or Eames to decipher them though..."
Stevens huffed as she looked over the notes and files.
"Why don't we go get lunch from the cafeteria real quick? I'm hungry and you're probably starved if you just arrived in New York..." Nichols suggested, putting down his file and crime scene photos that Goren and left for Eames. Looking at the file, Nichols knew Goren wouldn't have been very happy if he knew they had taken these from his partner's desk, files specifically from him to her. He cracked a smile at that.
"I would prefer something from town, but since we do not have time for the luxuries at the moment...we might as well eat here..." Stevens nodded, setting her file down as well.
Ten minutes later, the two were seated in the cafeteria eating a sandwich and a salad as quickly as possible. In complete silence they ate, thinking of the solemn events that had occurred the last few days. That was when Stevens heard it.
"Do you think Bobby would like a...good time to help with his stress?" a strawberry blonde sitting at the table next to theirs asked with a giggle. Glancing over, Stevens saw six women were seated at the table.
"I would give it to him any day. Have you seen the size of him?" a brunette asked, fanning herself as she imagined. A couple of the girls laughed, but some shook their heads.
"It's too late for that, Rita. Don't you know that Alexandra is doing him?" a blonde with too much makeup applied to her eyes asked scandalously. Another woman nodded frantically.
"Jenny said she saw them when she left shift the other week. Bobby opened the door for her, and he pinched her ass as she climbed in," the woman said matter-of-factly.
Stevens' eyes widened to the size of saucers. She knew not to trust gossip, and she really didn't know either of the detectives, but did it really seem that far fetched? She could sense that something was between the two detectives. It wouldn't be all that surprising...
"Yes, well, to top that, I saw them come out of one of the conference rooms looking quite disheveled. Bobby's hair was mussed and his shirt was wrinkled, and Alex was off a button on her blouse," a redhead added, looking around the circle.
Stevens frowned to herself. Maybe she shouldn't have let her detective go after her partner. It seemed there was an underlying relationship beneath their professional one...but it obviously hadn't affected them in all their years of partnership. Their crime solving rate was solid gold in the world of law enforcement, very well probably the best in the nation.
"Well, are you finished, Stevens?" Nichols asked as he threw his fork and napkin on his plate, leaning back in his chair. He caught the way Stevens watched the gossiping group, and he knew exactly what they were putting in her mind.
"Don't mind them...they just see what they want to see so they can spread the gossip..." he grinned wryly, watching as the women giggled.
"Well..." Stevens started but finished with a sigh, shrugging.
"Once at a crime scene—the one with the rich Russian lady smothered and killed by her husband—I was taking evidence from the body for Rogers that day, and the Vic had a very expensive, skimpy, lingerie kind of bra. Bobby was kneeling by the Vic, and when Eames came over he smiled and pointed at the bra. Eames' face was priceless, her face went white then she blushed like none other...later I overheard Bobby say he would get her another one...I'm certain he meant another bra because he bought her that same one the Vic was wearing..." a new ME shared her juicy bit, grabbing the attention of all the other women.
Stevens turned towards Nichols, eyes wide in shock. He looked a little uncomfortable too. He wanted to protect his friends...but...
"I don't want anything to do with this...I want to believe this is just gossip..." Stevens cleared her throat. "Detective, let's get our investigation moving again..."
Nichols nodded, grabbed his tray, and followed his new boss past the gossip table and out of the cafeteria.
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Alex pulled into a parking spot half a block away from Bobby's apartment, and she didn't do a very good job at it. Her SUV crowded the parking spot next to her, but she didn't care at the moment. Turning off the engine, she took a breath before grabbing her purse and opening the door as calmly as she could manage.
The elevator ride up seemed even slower than it usually did when she came to visit him. Tapping her foot, she bit her lip as she watched the numbers counting up.
After eternity the elevator finally dinged and the doors slid open, revealing Bobby's floor. Her legs immediately knew where they were going. Without her brain instructing them to, they took her to Bobby's apartment door.
She raised her fist and knocked three times on the hard wood, hoping he was home. When he didn't answer nearly immediately after, she fished his spare key from her bag and quickly unlocked the door.
"Hello? Bobby?" she called, not hesitating to let herself in. This was all very natural now...now that their relationship had taken a significant turn. "Bobby, are you home?"
Closing the door behind her, she walked into the apartment and set her purse on the counter of the kitchen to her left.
She saw an empty beer bottle sitting on the counter, and with a frown she took them in her hands and threw it in the trash. There she found another bottle.
"Alex?" came a sudden voice from behind her.
"God, Bobby!" she exclaimed as she nearly jumped out of her skin. She turned with her hand over her chest, and an exasperated look on her beautiful face.
He stood shirtless in the doorway of his bedroom, the first door down the hallway. He still looked a little angry, but he had cooled down significantly.
"What are you doing here? Why aren't you at work?" he asked with a sigh, turning around and going back into the bedroom. Alex sighed and followed him in, taking a seat next to him as he lied down.
"Well, I...I was worried for you," she admitted, fiddling with the corner of the bed spread as she looked down at her hand. Bobby groaned grumpily, rolling over onto his stomach, his face away from her.
"I'm fine, Alex."
When he rolled over, it had left room between him and her. She didn't like that, so she slipped off her heels and folded her legs beneath her on the bed. She reached a hand out, softly touching his back. Gently rubbing, she soothed a little of the tension from his muscles.
"You're so tight," she whispered, sitting straight up on her knees as her other hand joined in on the massage. For a better angle, she climbed over his legs and straddled the middle of his back. She applied more pressure in her ministrations, earning a moan from the man beneath her.
"I'm sorry about today..." he finally spoke to her. "I lost my temper, and...I could have...Mmmm..." his apology was broken with a moan as Alex shifted to his lower back, continuing her massage downward."...Could have hurt you when you got between me and that sleazeball–"
"Shhhh...everything is fine, Bobby..."she spoke softly, sitting up on her knees to move down his body again. As she lifted her weight off of him, he quickly flipped over as she was coming down. She sat right on his crotch, and Bobby tried hard not to notice.
"No it's not fine," he said softly, raising his left hand and resting it on her hip. His thumb rubbed little circles into her hip through the black blouse she wore, and she slowly rested her upper body on his, moving to her elbows and then resting her chest on his. He was very aware of her perfect breasts against his skin. Too much clothing was between them though.
Alex slowly trailed her hand over his bare chest and up his neck to cup his cheek in her hand, gazing into his brown eyes that showed his pain and sadness, but also his arousal and love.
Bobby struggled to stay under control and keep his moans from escaping, but he could feel Alex's warm breath on his neck as her lips ghosted over his skin and it was no use.
Over his jawline, she kissed and caressed the skin with her luscious, full lips and the tip of her tongue; at the hollow of his neck, she teased him with her tongue and nipped his skin; hovering over his lips, she met his eyes and a shot of arousal stronger than before sent a shock through her body.
"Let me make everything 'fine'," she whispered seductively, slowly grinding her hips into his, eliciting a low moan from him.
"Alex..."
"Hush..." she breathed, continuing her kissing and caressing with her skilled lips and tongue. She knew how and where Bobby liked to be cared for by her, and he knew her just as well.
Alex returned her lips to his, kissing him hard and passionately as if her life depended upon it. Bobby trailed his hands up her sides, taking a firm hold of her hip with one hand and slipping the other into her hair, pulling her head towards his hungrily.
Alex rocked her hips as she kissed his lips, taking his bottom lips between hers. The sensation she created with the friction between them elicited a growl from Bobby, and in one motion he flipped them over, pulling her beneath him.
"Bobby..." she whimpered softly, allowing him to take over. Impatiently, Bobby began undressing the woman beneath him as he kissed her. It would only be moments until he satisfied her desires from deep within. He slipped off her black slacks, and very nearly ripped off her black blouse. Removing her clothes revealed a black lace bra that showed a decent amount of her breasts, which he gladly kissed and caressed, and skimpy, thin black lace underwear.
"I love you, Alex," he whispered as he trailed kissed down her jaw, and to her neck. If it was even possible, she pulled him closer to her, flush with her half naked body.
"Mmmm...I love you...Bobby..." she reciprocated with so much love in her sweet voice, he nearly melted into her body.
She completely drove away all of his self control, and it was in that moment that she wrapped her legs around his waist that he was gone. He couldn't wait any longer, and he gave in to her and what they both desired.
Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it. Please tell me what you think. Is it a good idea, is it good quality? Any suggestions? There will definitely be more to come soon.
~Love
