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Alex Cabot was jealous.
She hated to admit it, but she was. She'd spent her life distancing herself from people, physically and emotionally, but sometimes she wondered if that had been a mistake.
She watched Benson and Stabler, chatting lightly as they strode toward her. She noticed how their legs lined up as they walked, even though he was six inches taller. She wondered idly whether they knew they did that.
She suppressed her sigh of longing as she wondered how it must feel to be a detective, to have a partner. To know that someone's always got your back.
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