Summary: A femaleish SVU/ OITNB crossover. Olivia Benson finally meets her match and soulmate in Alex Vause. Unfortunately, Alex is arrested for breaking her parole. Her only option is too go undercover with Benson and take down the drug and prostitution ring. Will the two form a relationship? Pre-Noah and Post-Piper. Please R&R. Better than it sounds.

Disclaimer: It all belongs to the creators of SVU and Orange is the New Black.

A/N: Please R&R ! I think with some support this could turn out well.

Undercover or Under the Covers?

"Shots fired," Olivia giggled placing her shot glass upside down atop the bar.

Olivia Benson was finally getting back to being okay with her life. Therapy had helped her cope with the
Lewis debacle, and even numbed her to the pain of Elliot leaving. However, it was nights like these when Olivia still felt the pains of the past. No matter how independent and strong Olivia pretended to be, she missed the way her life used to be, and she felt as though her baggage was always with her. She wanted to move past the scars and be happy, but it proved harder than she thought.

The alcohol was definitely helping the process. She was way past tipsy, and was looking for a taxi home when she bumped into a tall dark haired women. The woman, obviously tipsy, giggled and caught Olivia in her arms.

"Alex Vause," the woman said her arms still around Olivia.

"Benson," Olivia said taking the woman in. She was beautiful that was undeniable. Alex Vause was tall and thin with long black hair. Her glasses framed her face, and were just sweet enough to distract from the tight, tiny black dress and tattoos.

"Just, Benson?" Alex questioned setting Olivia back on her feet. Alex rarely was captivated by a woman, but this Benson woman held her attention. Alex took in her body, and through the jeans and black V-neck she could tell it was tight and toned. Alex was also drawn into her brown eyes. The woman seemed so tough, but her eyes seemed innocent and understanding.

"Officer Benson," Olivia retorted.

"Well, Officer I'm a bit drunk do you think you could help me home?" Alex wasn't sure what tempted her to say that, and she knew it was risky, but hell when wasn't something worth it a little risky.

"Yes," Olivia agreed braking Alex's thought process. She had no clue what came over her. She had never felt such a draw to another woman. Maybe it was loneliness or the need to feel, but Olivia was going to take this girl home and see where it lead.

It lead straight to the bedroom. Before either of the women realized what was happening, they were pressed against Olivia's bedroom door. Alex's tongue gained entrance into Olivia's mouth rather quickly, and Olivia didn't mind it. Alex's tongue took charge and Olivia followed. The women's hands wandered before Alex's settled on Olivia's ass, and Olivia's on Alex's breasts. Alex moved her lips to Olivia's neck, and Olivia couldn't help but let out a loud moan.

"Maybe we should move into the bedroom?" Alex took the moan as an indicator.

"I've never done this," Olivia blurted out embarrassed. She was used to being on top and in control when it came to sex. Most guys loved her powerful attitude, sexy body, and her air of mystery, but this was new territory for her.

"It is okay, I have you," Alex took Olivia's hand and opened the bedroom door.

It didn't take long for Olivia to get into it. Alex quickly removed everything but Olivia's underwear, and wasn't shocked that under those bring were clothes was a gorgeous body surrounded black lace. Alex wasn't expecting such a beautiful site and instantly grew wet. Alex latched onto Olivia's breasts. Olivia moaned and arched as Alex sucked and bit her hardening nipples. Olivia felt herself becoming more and more aroused. Starting at Olivia's neck, Alex kissed a trial all the way down to her panties. Alex laid a kiss on Olivia's core, and felt Olivia's wetness. Alex grew impatient and tore Olivia's panties off eliciting a shocked gasp. Olivia's hips bucked and Alex took that as a sign to slip two fingers into Olivia's core. Olivia moaned as Alex curled her fingers to hit her G-spot. Olivia began to curse under her breathe, and Alex took the chance to shock her even further. She latched her mouth onto Olivia's clit and began to lick at a steady rhythm. Olivia tasted amazing, and Alex had no clue why it was different this time. The motion blew Olivia's mind. Never had she felt something so utterly amazing, and soon her orgasm began to build. Before Olivia realized it her legs were wrapped around Alex, and she began tighten. Her orgasm crashed over her and her breathes hitched.

After a few moments of silence Alex turned to her, "Are you okay?"

"Wow," Olivia said regaining her breathe. "Um….I should…..return the favor," Olivia stated.

"Yes, you should," Alex responded pulling her in for a slow kiss.

In between kisses, Olivia began to remove Alex's clothing. Olivia had to stifle a moan when she had an entirely naked woman lying on front of her. Olivia followed Alex's lead and placed kisses all over her chest before moving downward. For an inexperienced woman Olivia sure knew what to do, and it felt absolutely amazing. Olivia's fingers made their way to Alex's wetness and found their way inside. Olivia began to stroke Alex's G-spot and placed her thumb on Alex's clit. The combination of pressure and G-spot stimulation took Alex over the edge quickly, and she kissed Olivia to stifle her screams. Olivia licked her fingers clean and made her way back to the top of the bed.

Afterword, the two said very little and feel asleep naked in each other's arms. Which is why Olivia was shocked when she woke up alone in a bed smelling of sex the next morning.

"Morning Liv," Finn giggled as Olivia searched the desk drawer for her Tylenol bottle. "Rough night?" Finn questioned. Before Olivia could muster a response, Cragen entered the bullpen.

"What have we got, Cap?" Amaro asked trying to shield Olivia from the captain's gaze.

"Parole violation," Cragen responded dropping the file onto Olivia's desk.

"Since when do we handle parole violations?" Olivia asked in a tone conveying her lack of enthusiasm.

"Since she asked for you personally," Cragen ordered before retreating into his office.

Olivia groaned laying her pounding head onto the desk. "NOW BENSON," Cragen bellowed through his closed door.

"Thanks," Olivia grumbled accepting coffee and Tylenol from Amaro before heading toward interrogation.

Olivia rounded the corner of the hallway confused, ticked off, and hungover. There was no way she could deny that the amount of alcohol she consumed was excessive, and the events that occurred afterward were blurry and mind-boggling. Strangely, she had enjoyed what happened, but she didn't want to analyze it nor did she have time. Now, she had to deal with a parole violation, work for a beat cop, for a reason she couldn't understand. The only good part about her day was that she didn't have to see the woman or deal with last night's events ever again. The emotions would be easy to avoid, after all avoiding emotion was a long practiced talent of Olivia's. Olivia rounded the corner and opened the door of the interrogation room.

"FUCK," Olivia screamed dropping her coffee and retreating back towards the door. Olivia braced herself against the door, her breathing heavy. Olivia was a strong woman, independent, but even this was too much for her to handle. Sitting in the interrogation room, smile on her face was Alex Vause. Olivia didn't want to think about last night's events, and now the woman she had fucked was sitting in the interrogation room waiting for her. Olivia had been drunk and inexperienced and dear god the memories were coming back. It was hot and passionate and Olivia regretted nothing, except now she'd have to process it. Her hear rate quickened, and she was not sure if it was her nerves or the flashes of the past night's events.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the glass, and Alex Vause's wave greeting her. Olivia regained her thought process, and with a shaky hand opened the door.

"He stranger," Alex sexily leaned in towards Olivia.

"You had no right to use my name," Olivia couldn't tell whether she was angry or intrigued. On the one hand she wanted to lunge across the table, and re-create the previous night's events. On the other hand she thought that this woman had some nerve trying to one up Olivia Benson.

"You didn't mind me using your name last night, Benson" Alex wiggled her eyebrows giggling.

"NO!" Olivia slammed her hands on the table standing up. Her body, and gun belt, loomed over Alex, "You owe me an explanation."

Alex was at a loss for words. She was distracted by Olivia's body and her somehow sexy rage. She also wasn't used to her lack of power. Olivia had the upper hand. "Okay," Alex took a deep breathe. "I work for an international drug cartel and prostitution ring. I don't use or put out myself, but I recruit girls to carry as well as do other things." Olivia remained silent. "Want to cuff me officer?" Alex attempted to break the silence.

"So you sleep with a cop?" Olivia snorted. She wasn't sure how else to respond.

Alex took Olivia's shocked laugh as a negative response. Alex was hurt, and she rarely took anything to heart especially from the mouth of a one-night-stand. "You were an easy lay, amd maturally I could use you," Alex attempted to regain the upper hand.

"FUCK YOU," Olivia shouted. Any form of professional decorum had escaped the conversation with that statement.

"This is why pretty little straight girls are no good for fucking. They get far too attached," Alex smiled knowingly.

Both women started at each other. Each of them felt a mixture of passion and anger, and neither was about to give into their feelings. They were both far too independent and thick-headed.

"I am glad you two are getting along," Cragen entered interrupting the argument. "If Miss. Vause accepts the Prosecution's offer, you two will be going undercover to take down Kubra's drug and prostitution ring."