Disclaimer: I don't own these guys n girls just having a bit of fun, no profit was made during the writing or publication of this fic.
Author's note: I'm gonna apologise in advance because i'm not really a gun or hunting type of gal, don't have much call for it in my neck of the woods but this kinda came to me and i did research as best i could. so basically sorry to all of you who actually know what theyre talking about when it comes to hunting etc! As you've prob guessed im not american either so basically i may get certain things wrong about setting etc. if so i hope you can overlook these errors and enjoy (although if you could give me some tips thatd be immense!)
Finally this is unbeta'd so there's bound to be some mistakes in terms of grammar and spelling, i'll sort those out as i find them though promise.
Truely finally: this fic involves romantic relationships between female characters. if thats not your thing fair enough but just thought id give you a warning in advance so you can avoid it.
Fic: Law and order/Law and order SVU Pairings Alex/Olivia Abbie/Serena (if i'm posting in the wrong place let me know, thanks)
Careful Aim:
Abbie walked slowly, crouching slightly so as to hide herself in the thick wood and surrounding bushes. She was tempted to lower herself onto her stomach, a trick she had used many times before in this kind of situation, but a bet was a bet and there was no way she was going to allow Benson to win. Instead she cocked her Ruger Blackhawk and moved gently through the wooded area; just ahead in the clearing she could see her prey, beautiful and majestic in its stance. She knew this wasn't going to be easy, it never was, a true test of a hunter's skill and prowess. That was why she had to win this bet – there was no way a New Yorker was going to beat her in her own backyard. She aimed quietly, taking a breath to steady her hand before firing. The shot resonated through the trees and she watched as the deer fell gently to the ground, its white tail clearly visible in the cold November sun, she moved towards the animal, hoping that one shot had been enough. She may be a hunter but, like the majority of good hunters, she was not cold hearted. She would hate to see the poor animal suffer. Fortunately on this occasion it had been enough and she knelt next to the magnificent animal offering a small prayer on its behalf.
She was immediately awoken from her reverie by the sound of Detective Olivia Benson's voice a little behind her.
'Woah Carmichael! That was damn good shooting! Where the hell did you learn that?'
Abbie just grinned in reply. Growing up with a family who was mad about hunting, and living in Texas had given her the skills which she was so proud to display. She was amused by Olivia's reaction, this being Olivia's first hunting expedition, she had expected the Detective to bottle it at the last minute and refuse to leave the house. However she suspected that the detective's willingness to accompany her had more to do with impressing a certain blond ADA than it did with any real interest in hunting.
'I do believe that's fifty bucks you owe me Benson'
'You're not actually gonna make me pay that are you? I mean you played me! Let me think you hadn't done this for so long. You knew I was gonna lose this!' Olivia laughed
Abbie just smiled even more and began preparing to move the deer from its resting place, motioning Olivia to help her.
'Man I can't believe I lost fifty on this! Knew I shouldn't have listened to El!' the detective grumbled helping to carry the deer back to the truck.
Luckily for the two women the deer was relatively small which made it easier to manoeuvre through the trees and bushes. Twigs snapped underfoot, and a light rain began to fall as they walked carefully back the way they had come, Abbie leading the way confidently. She and Olivia reached the truck after a relatively short walk and secured Abbie's prize to the open back before climbing into the front and starting the engine.
'So Benson what did you get?'
'Not a damned thing' Olivia growled.
Once again Abbie laughed out loud as she drove along the narrow country road towards home. Never try to out hunt a Texan she thought.
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Alex Cabot was out the door before the truck even pulled into the ranch, she ran towards the vehicle waving to her lover and close friend smiling happily. The rain had gotten heavier and she was glad Olivia and Abbie were due back tonight. She had been worried about Olivia going on this unplanned hunting trip but she knew there was no way she could ever talk her out of it, once Olivia Benson made up her mind there was no stopping her. Of course Abbie hadn't helped at all, suggesting they make things more interesting and basically winding the detective up about her shooting prowess. Abbie had known just what buttons to press to rile Olivia, Alex suspected it came from years of being Olivia's best friend.
The truck pulled to a stop and Olivia jumped out to meet her lover, taking her into a tight embrace and kissing her passionately. Two days separation meant they had a lot of catching up to do. Abbie busied herself with getting the ranch hands to take care of the newly killed deer while she started unloading the guns and other equipment from the cabin of the truck. Silently wishing that she had someone waiting for her.
'So what did you get baby?' Alex asked when she had recovered enough breath
'Nothing. Damn that Texan she played me!'
'Aww babe, if it makes you feel any better I'm glad you're back'
The warm and inviting smile was enough consolation for Olivia; she wrapped her arms more firmly around her girlfriend and proceeded to place a kiss on her forehead before hugging her tightly. Alex reluctantly moved away from her lover slightly before clasping her hand and dragging her towards the house. Olivia followed happily; glad to be back with her girlfriend again.
'Come on you two, it's supper time!' shouted Abbie from the kitchen window.
The two lovers picked up their pace rushing into the kitchen and nearly colliding with Abbie's father who was carrying a large plate of corn bread. He tutted at them before winking and gesturing towards the table. They sat and began eating a large meal, traditional Texan fayre all the way.
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