Well, this story has taken me weeks to get down and written out. I'm still not done, and I have no idea where it's going to end up, but I thought I'd start sharing since I'll be busy soon. I have 11 days to get it all done!

This one is based off the episode "baby killer", but I definitely ignored the unhappy ending! Don't own anyone or anything, but I hope you all enjoy. This is definitely a prologue and doesn't have any cliffhangers! Those will come in time :)

Any constructive criticism is always welcome.. I hope you enjoy the read... more to come in a few days!

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"Teflon!" shouted Munch.

Alex smiled as she entered the squad room.

"I'm just glad the city isn't burning," she stated, sliding the strap of her briefcase off her shoulder.

"Well you more than survived. You're a hero," Cragen said, walking up to Alex.

Olivia approached the blonde from behind, resting her hand on her shoulder.

"Congratulations."

Alex smiled warmly at her, "Thanks." She looked at Olivia and was compelled to continue, "Actually, my boss is so happy he said I could take Sunday off."

The brunette smiled at her, but before she could respond, Elliot cut in.

"Well we're on our way to McMullan's. How about we buy you a congratulatory drink?"

As Elliot asked the question, Alex looked over at Olivia. When she found the woman smiling at her, she couldn't resist. Normally, going for a drink with a bunch of the guys didn't really sound like something she'd enjoy, but if Olivia was going then she would definitely go.

"Sure," she agreed.

"Great," said the brunette, following Alex out.

Olivia smiled at her. She had hoped Alex would read her eyes and agree to come. She wanted to spend more time with the blonde. Lately, they had been getting lunch together, but this would be the first time they'd go out in the evening. For Olivia, even though they'd be with the guys, this would be a nice step in their friendship. They were slowly starting to get to know one another and she was finding it nice having a female friend. Not that Elliot wasn't a good friend, but it didn't compare to a female friendship.

Olivia couldn't help the grin on her face following Alex out of the precinct. She was excited that the blonde agreed to go with them. She had no idea that the only reason the counsellor was going was because Alex trusted Olivia to keep an eye on her.

Olivia was always subconsciously protecting her. Alex wondered if the woman even realised it. When they walked to get lunch, Olivia always walked on the side near the traffic. When people got too close to them on the sidewalk, she inched closer to the blonde and put herself between them. Olivia always checked the road before they crossed, and she generally just seemed to always be on guard when they were out together. Only once they were at their destination did Olivia finally relax. Alex enjoyed the feeling of protection, even though she knew she could take care of herself. It was endearing that the woman felt the need to protect her. It was kind of cute.

As Alex pushed the door to get outside, she realised she didn't have a vehicle with which to get to the bar. She turned to Olivia.

"Can I get in with you?"

The detective smiled widely at her.

"Of course. I'd love that."

Alex couldn't help smiling back. She followed the detective into the car and put her things in the back. She put her belt on and sat quietly as Olivia drove. She enjoyed just sitting silently next to the woman. Being in her presence had a calming effect on Alex.

When they arrived at the bar, Alex got out of the car and straightened her skirt.

"Do you think they'll care that I'm not a cop?"

Olivia shook her head.

"Nah. I don't think so."

"Okay."

Olivia smiled at her as she opened the door to the bar, letting Alex go through.

"If anyone heckles you, you've got all of us to back you up."

Alex chuckled.

"Thanks."

As they made their way to where the boys were, the blonde placed her hand on Olivia's shoulder to whisper that she was going to take a quick bathroom break. The brunette ignored the burning spot on her shoulder where the woman's hand was and nodded. The brunette then made her way to the table with the guys, smiling at them as she approached.

"Where's Alex?"

"Just had to take a quick bathroom break."

"Better keep an eye out on her. She's bound to run into some single guys looking for a date," Fin said.

Olivia turned her head in the direction of the women's bathroom. Alex would be fine. But still, should she go find her? The woman decided against it. She didn't need to use the washroom so it would probably look creepy if she just showed up and hung around until Alex left the bathroom.

Instead, Olivia turned back to the guys, angling her head so that she could give subtle glances in the direction of the restroom to check for Alex. She made the mistake of looking over at Elliot, who gave her a knowing look. While she had never admitted anything, Elliot knew that she had had a crush on the blonde for as long as the two women had been working together. He would tease his partner every once in a while, but he kept her confidence.

The women had become good friends, but Olivia had never led on about her true feelings. She liked the friendship too much to compromise it. Besides, she knew that Alex would never return her feelings so she didn't even go there. It wasn't even a possibility, so she never even entertained the idea. She forced the idea from her mind and focused on being friends. This wasn't the first time she fell for a straight girl, and it probably would not be the last.

Olivia sighed to herself and looked back at the guys, forcing a smile. They were talking about their plans for the weekend. The brunette didn't contribute anything, knowing she wasn't going to be doing anything anyways. On occasion, she and Alex would grab something to eat and talk for a few hours, but unless that happened, the brunette spent her weekends at home or working. Most of the time, she didn't mind when they caught a case on Friday because it gave her something to do other than watching tv for two days.

"Olivia?"

The brunette was ripped from her thoughts by the beautiful blonde standing next to her. Olivia's breath caught in her throat for a moment as she looked at the woman looking down at her. A small smile tugged on the corner of her lips, her hair falling down to cover part of her face as she made a gesture for the brunette to move so she could sit. Olivia wanted nothing more than to reach her hand up and cup the side of Alex's delicate cheek and guide her down to her lips.

Instead, the woman made a move to get up so that Alex could get into the booth.

"No, no," she said, placing her fingers on Olivia's shoulder to stop her from moving. "I'll sit on the outside."

The feeling in the pit of her stomach from Alex's fingers on her shoulder caused her throat to go dry. This happened any and every time the blonde touched her. She willed herself not to react, but she couldn't help it. Since she couldn't answer because her throat was so dry, she simply nodded and moved so the woman could sit down.

Olivia focused on her breathing, making sure to not let it become uneven. She tried to block out the fact that Alex was sitting so close to her that she could feel her every movement. She decided to tune into Fin's conversation so that she could distract herself.

"…but I definitely did not impress her when I hit the curb takin' a right, goin' right over it, and then scrapin' the rim on the curb." He shook his head. "Man I have done some stupid shit in my life."

"Can't be as bad as the time Olivia tripped over her own foot chasing down a perp."

Olivia's face went beet red as she kicked Elliot under the table. Oh God.

"You're such a dick," she said, fighting the urge to laugh at him. "I still got him!"

Alex looked over at Olivia. "What happened?"

"Yeah, this is the first I've heard of this," Fin added.

Olivia shook her head.

"I was chasing a perp around the corner and I tripped and fell."

"Oh come on, Liv. It was way better than that. She's chasing this guy full force, pissed that he was so damn cocky, so she's gunning it behind him, and he rounds a corner, and boots it up this alley so as Liv's coming around the corner behind him, she steps on her own foot, trips herself, falls flat on her face, but before I can even process what happens, he hears it, turns around, and laughs at her before turning back around and taking off again. She screams out that he's a son of a bitch and gets back up after him. Even though he had a good lead on her, she ended up getting him."

"I tackled him, asshole. Teach him to laugh at me for falling on my face..."

Alex smiled.

"Were you okay?"

"I was fine. Couple scrapes but nothing major. Bruised my ego though. Thanks for bringing it back up, Elliot. I appreciate that one."

"Anytime."

Olivia mock glared at him and took another swig of her drink.

"What about you miss Cabot? Anything embarrassing ever happen to you?"

Alex reflected on Munch's question.

"Um, there was one time I ripped my skirt so high up the back I had to staple it together. I didn't have time to sew it so I had no choice."

Alex looked around at the half smiles.

"I know! My stories are lame…"

The exasperation in her voice caused the guys to chuckle.

"It was kinda funny in court though because I couldn't sit right and I couldn't turn around because I had done such a shotty job of it. I'm sure everyone behind me saw it though. I had a hard time walking around the courtroom too because I couldn't turn my back to the judge, so I probably looked drunk trying to walk backwards to my table."

Olivia chuckled.

"I'm sorry I missed it."

"I'm sure you are."

Alex held her gaze for a second before nudging her with her shoulder, smiling. The men continued to talk, and Alex listened. After listening for a while, she could feel herself wanting to yawn. She tried to suppress it but in the end, the yawn won out.

"You tired?"

Alex shrugged. She was somewhat tired, but she wasn't sure she was ready to go home either.

"No. We can stay for longer."

"I don't mind going now."

Alex thought about it. While she did enjoy the guys' company, the thought of chatting with Olivia alone sounded much better.

"Okay."

When the women started to move out of the booth, the men voiced their disapproval.

"It's so early, why are you going already?"

"Party poopers."

Alex rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. See you guys later."

"Have fun," Elliot said, looking right at Olivia.

The brunette gave him a look, not noticing that the blonde had both heard and seen this exchange.

"Gentlemen," she said, smiling at them.

They waved off the two women and resumed their conversation. Olivia led the way out, opening the door for the blonde and then following her out.

"So what time are you going to your mom's this weekend?"

The woman had mentioned earlier that she had plans to visit her mother for her birthday.

Alex shrugged.

"I don't know. I really don't feel like going."

The women got into the car and Olivia started it up.

"Why not?"

"She's just so.. stuck up," she started, as Olivia took off. "I'm not like that. I mean, I know I'm not exactly the friendliest person-"

"You're friendly."

Alex gave her a look.

"Please. "Ice Queen"? I didn't earn that for nothing."

Olivia didn't know what to say, but her face must have gone pale enough for Alex to notice because the woman waved it off.

"I've known forever, Liv. Don't worry about it. I've been called worse."

The brunette felt really guilty. While she had never called her that, she had never discouraged it either. And before she had gotten to know Alex, she had found the name funny because it had seemed to suit her.

"People who don't know you think you're unfriendly. You're a great person, Alex. That name does not fit the Alex that I know."

The blonde smiled at her.

"Thanks."

The women went quiet until Olivia asked her about her mother's party.

"It's just going to be boring. I can attend her fancy parties and know how I'm expected to act, but I get nothing out of it. I don't find that kind of thing fun, and she doesn't understand why I don't."

"What do you prefer to do?"

"I'd rather hang out with friends, go to dinner, sit in my living room and read a book or watch a movie. I'd rather work. I'd rather swallow shards of glass while getting stung by a thousand hornets. On fire. On my period. Twice."

The women started laughing, giggling more and more as Alex kept adding to her scenario.

"Sounds like your mom is a bucket of fun."

"She's not that bad. It's just… It's not my scene."

"I get it. I don't think I'd like it very much either."

"Probably not. What do you do for fun?"

Olivia shrugged.

"Not much. I'm not a very classy person. Your mom would probably crap her pants if she saw you were hanging out with the likes of me."

Olivia reflected.

"Especially since I just said your mom would crap her pants. I really am not very classy."

Alex laughed. Olivia laughed too, despite the fact that her face was completely red.

"Man, Alex, you have got to find some new friends."

Alex chuckled, but shook her head.

"No, I like you."

Olivia felt herself blush some more, so she kept her eyes on the road.

"I'm glad you think so."

"I do."

The women fell into a comfortable silence, sitting quietly together until they reached Alex's apartment. The blonde thanked Olivia for driving her home, flashing her a big smile before closing the door and making her way into the building. Olivia watched the woman make her way safely inside before driving away.

The following Monday evening, Alex walked into the precinct to find the gang standing around and chatting. She made her way over to them, smiling. She greeted the men and couldn't help giving Olivia an extra wide smile when she noticed the woman bringing her a cup of tea.

"Thought you might like something to drink," she explained, before taking a sip from her own mug.

"Thanks."

This wasn't the first time the brunette had fixed her something to drink when she walked in. Sometimes Alex would find herself being handed a cup of coffee in the middle of talking with one of the guys, and when she'd looked up at the owner of the hand, she'd find Olivia's smiling face looking at her. Alex found it very sweet that the woman always found a minute to make her something.

It all started because she had said once in passing that she never had the time to pick up any coffee or tea on her way to work and found herself craving it every time she walked into the precinct. Ever since she had made that comment, Olivia had been bringing her whatever was freshly made. The blonde found it really sweet and thoughtful.

She smiled warmly at the brunette before taking the mug. She leaned against the detective's desk and listened to the four of them teasing one another back and forth, occasionally sneaking a peak at Olivia when she knew the woman wasn't looking.

"So what are you doing here, Alex?"

"Yeah. What brings you to our humble abode?" asked Munch.

"Captain Cragen has some news for me, so I'm just waiting for him to finish on the phone before I go home. Why aren't any of you at home?"

"Why would I go home when I've got these miserable schleps to hang around with?" Munch answered.

"Hey you better watch yourself or I'm gonna hit you in your miserable schlep," Fin said.

Alex chuckled. She took another sip of her tea and then smiled at Olivia.

"Why aren't you home?"

The brunette shrugged.

"No reason to go, really."

Before the blonde could answer, the captain exited his office and made his way over to the group, a sour look on his face.

"Good thing none of you have left yet. We got one."

The older man seemed to only just notice the blonde.

"Alex. What are you doing here?"

"I came to talk to you."

"You didn't have to come all the way out here."

Alex smiled at Olivia and nodded.

"I know," she said, turning back to him. "Just thought I'd drop by."

"Okay well while you're here we'll go talk. You four stay there. I'll brief you once I'm done."

The two stepped into Cragen's office and emerged several minutes later. Alex left, nodding to the four detectives on her way out. Cragen made his way to the four detectives with a grave look on his face.

"We've got another case."