Olivia Benson smiled as the sip of beer passed her lips. She had been working as hard as she could to graduate from the New York Police Academy, and in a little less than a month, she would do just that.

On top of that, right before she came down here, she'd been told that she might even graduate with honors. It was fantastic. Her life was going exactly how she wanted it to.

Now she sat at the bar, enjoying her drink. Enjoying her life. Her and some of her classmates had decided to go get a few drinks. A new bar that had opened up near Hudson University - one of her classmates had a sibling who was a student there - apparently, it had a great atmosphere. They sat around her, cheering, happy about their lives. They all wore black t-shirts that read police academy. Was it kind of dorky? Definitely. But as far as they were concerned, they were bragging.

Sitting next to her, was a classmate named Anthony. He was an alright guy, a little younger than she was. He nudged her.

"There's a lot of babes at this bar," he said, looking around. A woman passed them, "Look at the ass on that one."

Olivia and the rest of her police academy classmates laughed, though Olivia's was kind of half-hearted. She was one of the few girls in police academy - the the guys had taken a liking to her. Not in a sexual way, of course. As far as they were concerned, she was one of the guys. Which meant, they could be as pervy as they wanted around her. She rolled her eyes.

"Think I might be able to get lucky tonight?" Anthony persisted. Olivia rolled her eyes.

"You'll be lucky to get the time of day," Olivia responded. Her other classmates cheered at her burn. At the very least, she could put them in their place.

"Aw, come on, Olivia," he sighed, "You don't think the ladies would want to get with...this?"

He emphasized the word "this" and flexed a muscle as he did so.

"No," She said.

Anthony shook it off, "Like you could do any better." He challenged.

Olivia rolled her eyes. She didn't quite like where this was going.

"Never said I could," she responded. Another sip of her drink.

"So you agree."

"I never said that," She placed her drink down, turned around, and looked at him in the eye, "I just think this is dumb."

"I'll bet you a hundred dollars a lady would prefer me over you."

Now that got her attention. Everything about this competition was gross. But at the same time, she was pretty broke at the moment, and a hundred dollars would be some nice change.

"Do you have a hundred bucks?" she asked. Anthony reached into his pocket, and pulled out a hundred dollar bill - nice and shiny.

Olivia smiled, "Name your challenge."

Anthony scanned the room, looking at the available women in the room. Olivia watched his eyes settle on one at the end of the bar - a petite blond with glasses, a t-shirt, and tight jeans. Her red lips gingerly took a sip of a martini. Olivia felt her heart stop, ever so slightly.

She was pretty cute.

"Her," Anthony said, "Whoever gets the farthest with her, wins."

Olivia nodded, "Whatever you say."

Anthony jumped off his seat, and all to eagerly approached her. Olivia and the rest of them looked on, waiting to see how far this went. Olivia felt her pulse race, ever so slightly. What if she somehow found him charming? What if she had to give Anthony a hundred dollars she didn't have?

What if she never even got to talk with this girl.

Anthony leaned over her, and while they couldn't hear the conversation, Olivia guessed he was offering to buy her a drink. Olivia watched as the blond smiled, and shook her head.

Anthony walked back, dejected.

"What'd she say?" Olivia asked.

"Not a chance in hell," he responded, "We may have to pick someone else. I don't think she'll go for anyone."

Olivia smirked. She had the perfect game plan, "We'll see about that."

She got up off her seat, and waltz over to the blond and her martini. Olivia felt herself get slightly nervous as she approached. She shook it off. No, she didn't have to worry. Everything would go bar.

She found herself standing right next to the blond.

"Hello," she greeted. The blond looked up, and glanced at Olivia's t-shirt.

"Police Academy?" She sighed, "Oh, don't tell me you're with that other asshole."

Olivia shook her head, "No...I mean, yeah, but...hear me out."

She took a seat next to the blond, "That guy who was just over here? His name is Anthony. He's kinda a jerk."

"I got that much," the blond replied.

"Anyways, he was bragging about how he could easily hook up with someone here, and I told him he couldn't. He said I couldn't do much better, and long story short, we're betting that I can get farther with a woman than he can."

The blond laughed, "And I'm the piece of meat you chose for this bet?"

Olivia nodded, "Yeah. I'm sorry."

"It's fine," she giggled, and took a sip of her martini, "So, if I let you buy me a drink, you'll earn one hundred dollars, and it will emasculate that asshole. Is that right?"

Olivia smiled, "Yep."

"Well then, how can I say no?" she gestured for the bartender, who quickly came to her attention, "I'll have a whiskey on the rocks."

The bartender nodded, and poured her a glass. He came back and gave her the cup.

"Put it on my tab," Olivia said. She looked over to her group of pals, who seemed aw-struck, "I think it's working."

"Happy to help," the blond replied. Olivia felt herself blush, ever so slightly. While hanging out with her police academy friends was fun, she found she liked this so much better, "By the way, I don't think I caught your name.

"Olivia," the brunette replied, "Olivia Benson."

"Well, Soon To be Police Officer Olivia Benson, this is fun. Maybe we'll work together one of these days."

"Oh?" Olivia asked. Was this girl thinking about joining the police academy? Or maybe she was going to train to be a paramedic, or some other form of emergency services.

"I'm gonna be a prosecutor," she said, "I'm hoping to work for the DA's office once I graduate law school."

A prosecutor? That was...awesome, actually. Similar interests, slightly different path. She liked this girl more and more, "What law school do you go to?"

"None...yet," she replied, "I'm applying to a few now, while I finish my bachelor's degree here. I've still got a ways to go." The blond's eyes traveled past Olivia, landing on her classmates, "Your friends are staring."

Olivia sighed, "I should probably get back to them, huh?"

The blond simply shook her head, "No, I didn't say that. I think they're trying to figure out how far you'll get."

"They're gonna be disappointed," Olivia replied, "I mean...we just met, and I'm not personally into hookups."

"Don't worry, neither am I," the blond smiled a devilish smile, and leaned in closer to Olivia, "That doesn't mean we can't have a little fun."

"Fun?" Olivia asked.

"Here's what I'm gonna do," the blond said, "I'm gonna lean in and kiss you. Then, I'm gonna grab your hand, and drag you into the girl's bathroom...you know, imply some things. You'll be the talk of police academy."

Olivia gulped, and looked over to her buddies. She glanced back at the blond...specifically, her lips. Olivia smiled, and nodded, "Let's do this."

And before the sentence even finished, the blond girl's hands were cupped around her face, and their lips touched. And this wasn't some fake kiss, either. The blond girl nibbled ever so slightly at the future polices officer's lips, and Olivia found herself kissing back.

She found herself lost in the kiss. Olivia had to admit, this was one of the best make-out sessions she's had in her life. She don't know how long they stayed like that, before the blond broke the kiss.

She grabbed Olivia's hand, and pulled her off the seat. The giggled as the walked into the woman's bathroom. Olivia couldn't help but glance at the police academy guys. She caught eyes with Anthony, and winked.

The women's bathroom was empty, thank god. The blond pulled the two in a stall, and started laughing hysterically.

"That was so fun," she giggled, "Good show. Now, we wait in here a few minutes, then we can both go our merry ways."

Olivia laughed, still feeling the sensation from the kiss. She looked over the blond...who she realized still had the glass of whiskey. The blond reached into her bag, and pulled out a flask. She opened the flash, and started to pour the liquid in. Olivia raised her eyebrows. The other girl caught her look.

"You know, for later," she smiled, "I'm meeting up with a couple of friends after this. This way, we can share."

"You're not allowed to do that." Olivia stated. Her law instincts coming on strong.

"Do what?"

"Alcohol bought here is legally required to stay on the premises," the future cop said, "Besides, if you're planning on meeting up with friends later, why don't you all just go to a liquor store?"

"I wanted to check this place out. My roommate's been raving about it," the blond replied, "Besides, my friends aren't twenty one yet."

"What?" Olivia was shocked, "I could arrest you for providing alcohol to a minor. You know that, right?"

"You're not a real police officer yet," replied the other girl, "But nice try, Police Academy."

Olivia glared. This night was going so well until now. The blond laughed.

"Hey, if it makes you feel any better, you can arrest me after you graduate."

Could she really let this girl get away with this? Besides, the girl was being reckless. If she got charged with providing alcohol to minors, it could ruin her career before it even started. "Don't try me."

The blond simply laughed, "Alright. So you're gonna arrest me after you graduate. Sounds like a date," the blond cooed, "Does that mean you're gonna put me in handcuffs?" she asked, seductively. Olivia gulped. She started to feel a little bit a heat.

"Maybe I will." She held her ground.

"Well then," the blond leaned forward, inches away from the future police officer's face, "I look forward to it." She looked at her watch, "Oh shoot, I have to go in a couple minutes. This has been fun, though."

Olivia started to walk out, before the blond grabbed her wrist, "I thought you said you have to go?" the brunette asked. The blond shrugged.

"Hey, if you wanna convince your friends that we hooked up, you can't go out like that," the other girl responded. She placed her hands on Olivia's head, and ruffled her hair, "There."

The blond then proceeded to ruffle up her own hair. She pulled her shirt sleeve slightly to the side, revealing her bra strap, "Do you trust me?" the blond asked.

"Not really," Olivia replied, "Since you just admitted a crime."

"But I didn't lie to you," the blond responded, "And isn't truth the foundation of trust."

"I guess," Olivia replied.

"But do you trust me?" she asked. Olivia shrugged.

And before she knew what was happened, the blond's mouth was around her neck. She bit down, ever so slightly.

Olivia couldn't help the sound that came out of her mouth.

The blond stop, and laughed, "Woah there, Police Academy. Don't get too excited."

"Why'd you do that?" Olivia questioned.

"Cause it makes you look better," the blond shrugged, "Come on. Let's go show your handywork to your friend.

They proceeded to walk out of the bathroom. As they were back in public, the first think Olivia noticed was the gawking eyes of her classmates. They seemed dumbstruck.

"They seemed impressed," The blond laughed. She kissed Olivia on the cheek, "I'll see you around, Police Academy."

Olivia nodded, "See you around...I'm sorry, I don't think I ever got your name."

The blond smiled, "Alex."

And with that, she disappeared into the crowd. Olivia was left, with only the thought of what happened. She placed her hand to her neck, where the blond had left her mark.

She smiled, and walked back to her friends.

What a night.


I've had the idea for this for a while, and I finally finished putting it out there. Hopefully you all enjoyed it! I'm deciding whether to leave this a one shot, or turn this into a little story. If you wanna see more of it, let me know!