Spoilers: Season 8? 9? anyway... when Olivia goes undercover in the prison...
Established Relationship – O/A though any other female works...
Disclaimer: if only they were mine... oh the things they would do on screen...
It was dark down here, wherever here was. She let her eyes adjust to the dim light at found herself in a basement of some kind. 'Maybe an old warehouse or office building' she though looking around. 'No that's not right. God. Sealview!' She knew this place, knew the terror of this room, remembered the helplessness she tried so hard to avoid, the despair she tried so hard to hide from her lover.
Words, softly at first, reached her ears from around the corner. Against every fiber of her being, she walked towards the sounds, speeding up as the voices got louder. She turned the corner and was shocked by the sight.
A woman, dark-haired and in prison garb, on her knees, pleading, resisting the man, the guard standing over her. He grabbed her hair, forcing her head back and into the light. The watcher gasped, the woman was her. The guard reached his hand down his body, unzipping his pants, she knew. She yelled at him to stop but he didn't seem to hear. He tried to force the woman's head to his pants, to suck him. The watcher stepped next to the guard and tried to yank him away but her hand went through his body. She yelled in his ear but he didn't stop. She moved back, helpless to stop the horror unfolding or to stop watching. She watched as he forced the woman's head still and shoved his pelvis in her face, trying to force her to jerk him off.
As the woman began to open her lips the watcher jerked straight up, screaming for him to stop. A pair of hands were on her back, rubbing, soothing her as she gasped for breath, looking around. This was her home, her room, her bed. No one could touch her here, unless she wanted of course. A delicate pair of arms wrapped themselves around her waist, pulling her close. She laid her head against a warm, soft breast and the tears flowed. All the while the arms held her, comforted her. When at last the sobs subsided, she heard a voice ask softly, "what is it Liv? Darling, love, talk to me please."
She picked her head up and looked into blue eyes, reading the concern and love in them and wondered what she ever did to deserve her. She knew this had gone on long enough, the fifth time in as many nights she had had that dream, each time a bit different, and awoken to be comforted by her lover. She swallowed, took a breath and looked into those blue eyes for reassurance. "Alex, you know when I went undercover at Sealview? Something happened I didn't put in my report..."
And she told the story, sparing nothing although stopping to find her voice a few times. When she was done, instead of being pushed away, the arms held her tighter and a voice whispered in her ear, "I love you, no matter what happens. Sweetheart, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Marry me?"
She looked into those blue eyes and nodded, tears coming to her eyes again. "Yes, oh god yes!"