Title: Two for the Show
Summary: Alex's POV. Olivia invites her to a concert, and Alex hopes for more.
Disclaimer: nope, still not mine.
a/n: I've been going to so many concerts that this idea became quite persistent. Imagining it happening in front of me has been quite fun.

She was so hesitant when she asked me to the concert. I almost missed it when she dropped the question in the late hours of that evening last week. She couldn't quite meet my eyes and it made me smile again at how beautiful a creature she was. How I would have loved to have said that out loud, but instead I just said yes. I'm such a coward, but at least a happy one.

It didn't occur to me to 'til two days later to even ask what the show was. My imagination ran wild with ideas before I saw her and I started to imagine a rough, leather-clad crowd. I didn't really care what kind of music, as long as there was Olivia and leather. I laughed quietly to myself as, like always, my ruminations on Olivia Benson led to hot, wet, leather clad bodies.
So it hit me as quite a surprise when she blushed and told me it was a Sarah Slean concert. My daydreams of leather were quickly banished, replaced by a soft, sweet evening with Olivia. Haunting piano rhythms sung by such a gentle girl, this could be good too.

I met Olivia in the coffee shop down the street from the concert hall. She rose to meet me with a hug. I think I held on too long.
"You look great," I said to cover the silence. She really did, in her army green shpants and white tank with her tanned skin and her hair is just perfect-
"Thanks, so do you," she beamed at me. I wish I could be as calm as you, Olivia. I gathered my brown peasant skirt and sat down across from her.

We had almost an hour before the doors opened, and the relaxed conversation was just what I needed. The happiness in her eyes was such a nice change from the everyday. One story got her so excited she took my hand. It stayed so warm long after she let go.

In the club she led me to the bar. I tried to argue that I'd buy my own, but ever the chivalrous one she wouldn't listen,
"I asked you here, and as my date it's only proper that I buy you a drink," then she smirked, "unless you're planning on getting plastered, in which case you're on your own." I just thanked the darkness for hiding my flush at being called her date.
I still think she caught it though, because the next thing I knew I got her lopsided grin. She grabbed my hand and pulled me as close to the stage as we could fit. She was so close to me that I gave up on hiding my smile.

Sarah was amazing; singing beautifully and telling wonderful stories. It was truly a great show. I just hadn't realized how close I'd drifted into Olivia until she laughed softly in my ear. I must have started because the next thing I knew she'd wrapped her arms around me from behind to keep me in place. When the next song began we swayed together.

"I'm so glad you came," she whispered into my ear. I hugged her close.

The following song was California. In the sweet, haunting music I was alone with Olivia. She held me close in her arms, her cheek to mine. I felt I was floating away.

I leaned into her, and she kissed my cheek. I tensed up, I know I did, and she felt it too. I was just startled that this was all actually happening. She began to pull away. I grabbed her hands to keep them around me, and spun in her arms. I locked her eyes with mine and took her lips. This was a kiss to leave no doubt.

Sarah finished California and everyone cheered, but we were lost on our own.

Sarah ended the evening with Lucky Me, and as I walked out hand in hand with Olivia, I had to agree.

a/n: I recommend Sarah Slean to everyone. She's so cool :) she's got a website and several videos on youtube. Oh, and all her cds, get those too :) 10 days to showtime, eeee :D