I do not own the Olivia, Alex, or any other of the One-Six. I'm just play'n with em for a bit.
Rated T but will be M in later chapters.
Whistle While We Work
Chapter One: Hooked
Alexandra Cabot was whistling while she worked. Sitting at her desk, she made marks on her next week court brief, and sipping her lukewarm skinny latte. The ADA sat back in her plush leather desk chair, tapping her pen to a rhythm in her head and whistling along.
Detective Olivia Benson, the leading detective on the Madison's case for the one-six SVU squad, could not believe her ears. She stood outside their ADA's office, leaning against the hallway wall out of sight, and listening to Alex whistling, out of tune. Olivia originally stopped by to pick up a warrant for the Madison case which Alex promised to have ready by four that afternoon. Olivia was running late and at six-thirty finally able to leave the precinct, headed over to the ADA's office in hopes of catching her still at work. Much to her surprise, Alex was still there.
Biting her lower lip, and holding in her chuckles Olivia walked up to gently rap her knuckles on the wooden doorframe, alerting Alex to her presence. Alex lifted her head in surprise, her whistling stopped mid tune and a smile tugging her lips at the sight of Olivia Benson.
"Hello Detective. Please come inside. I have your warrant somewhere around this disaster area, take a seat for a minute while I look."
Alex looked at Olivia, and smiled again. She pointed to the long leather couch tucked against her over-stacked bookcase. Olivia moved over and plopped down, thoroughly enjoying the smooth, cool feel of the leather and the softness of the cushion under her tired and over-worked backside. Alex, finding the motion on her desk grabbed it and headed to sit by Olivia. The attorney needed to go over it to make sure it suited the detective's needs.
"Hey Detective, would you like a cup of coffee? I'm about to die of exhaustion and I need the caffeine badly." Alex gazed down into Olivia's deep honey brown eyes, transfixed on the gently play of lamplight reflecting off the surface.
"Sure, sounds fabulous Alex. How much longer are you going to have to be here? The building is pretty deserted and I don't like the idea of you being here alone."
"I have been here many a nights detective, alone, and I have never felt unsafe."
"Alex you should know that feeling safe and being safe are two different paradoxes."
Alex releasing a sigh, strode over to the coffee pot to prep it and get it started running, thinking over the logic of Olivia's point in regards to safety. Having worked with Special Victims for a full year, she still gave her own personal safety little regard, always assuming the worst will not happen to her.
Olivia, looking over at Alex as she started the coffee pot said, "If is okay with you Alex and you have more work to do, I would like to wait here with you. Would you like me to order some take out too? I'm starving." Olivia, still sitting on the couch, continued to gaze at Alex with protectiveness in her eyes, determination in the set of her mouth.
Alex walked away from the coffee machine to sit beside Olivia on the couch. She sat down close enough to smell the detective's spicy scent and feel the warmth of her body. Turning to look at Olivia, she said, "Thank you, but really it is not necessary. I only want you to stay if you want to stay with me to keep me company on an otherwise lonely Wednesday evening. I would love to eat some Thai with you if you want to stay. I even have the take out number programmed in to my iphone."
Alex turned her body towards Olivia, shook off her heels, and curled her legs up under her, knees gently brushing Olivia's thigh. Alex raised her hands a bit palms up in a 'get comfortable' gesture to the detective. Olivia recognizing the gesture, took her light brown jacket off her shoulders and pushed her deep brown sweater sleeves up to her elbows. Now with her jacket off, she realized the warmth of Alex's office. The precinct is never this warm, nor as inviting.
"Alex, you order the Thai and I will get the coffee. Just get me the noodles with chicken and green curry sauce. How do you take your coffee?" Olivia watched Alex watching her. For the first time, Olivia noticed the red shade of Alex's blouse and the light scent of her perfume, a gentle honeysuckle tinged scent.
"Do you eat your Thai with chopsticks? I do, and I take my coffee black and strong. I don't keep cream here but I do have a tin of sugar next to the machine." Alex got up from the couch and padded barefoot over to her desk to grab her phone out of the top drawer. Opening the drawer, she glanced up briefly looking at Olivia pouring the coffee into their cups.
Olivia returned to the couch and set the cups down on the glass coffee table. Alex called in the food order and returned to the couch, snuggling back up beside Olivia. She reached for her coffee, grabbing onto Olivia's thigh as she started to lose her balance tipping forward slightly. Olivia, noticing Alex's plight, grasped her elbow and held on tight. Olivia pulled while Alex pushed, both women landing hard against each other and the back of the couch. Alex, in a daze, slumped against Olivia's chest, resting for a minute against the warmth. Both women locked eyes, drawing simultaneous deep breaths.
"I'm so sorry Alex. Are you all right?" Olivia drew her face down closer to Alex's, looking at her friend in concern.
"It's okay, really I'm fine. May I just rest here for a minute." Without waiting for a response, Alex snuggled up to Olivia's shoulder and released a deep sigh. "Olivia you feel really good, and you smell good too."
Not sure how to respond to Alex's exhausted ramblings, Olivia just wrapped her in her arms and held her tight. The women remained snuggled together until the phone rang indicating their food had arrived. Alex pushed away from Olivia's arms and went to get their food. Olivia laid her head back against the couch and gazed at the ceiling in contemplation over how good Alex felt in her arms.
"Here Olivia, where would you like to eat? We can sit at the table in the corner or just eat curled up on the couch. Whatever you would like."
"Let's just eat at the table. I'd hate to slop noodles on this couch, it's great."
Olivia grabbed their coffees off the table and headed to the corner table. Alex laid out the food and Olivia grabbed napkins. The women sat down side by side. Once the food and coffee had been consumed, the women grabbed some fresh coffee and retired again to the couch to talk for a bit having decided Alex could finish her work tomorrow.
Once situated on the couch, Alex turned to Olivia and gazed into her eyes while sipping her coffee allowing her a minute to think the evening through in her mind.
"I feel like I barely know you Olivia. I really enjoyed just sitting with you and spending time with you tonight. Did you enjoy it too?"
"Yes, Alex I enjoyed it very much. Maybe more than I should have."
"Oh, yes me too."
Alex gazed into Olivia's eyes, watching the play of emotions skitter across her deep eyes. Having been on the receiving end of more than one set of lust filled eyes, Alex decided to grab the metaphorical 'detective by the nipples' and make her move.
"Olivia, at the chance of being too forward and if I'm off base just pay me no mind, but I would really, really like to be held by you right now."
"Absolutely. Come here. Eh, I need to take off this sweater first though, just a minute."
Olivia pulled off her sweater in record time and leaned back against the arm of the couch allowing Alex to snuggle against her side, and stretch out her legs. Alex grabbed the throw off the back of the couch to wrap around her bare legs. She gently settled against Olivia's side, lifting her head and smiling up at her. She then wrapped her arm and leg around Olivia effectively pinning the detective in place. Blue eyes met brown. Alex reached behind Olivia to flick off the lamp and the two women settled down into the cushions. Twin sighs echoed off the office walls and the intertwined women fell asleep together, feeling safe and content.