When Olivia arrived at work there was a bouquet of wildflowers on her desk. She smiled and had a pretty good hunch who they were from and what the card said.

"Who's the flowers from?" Elliot asked, leaning back in his chair and sipping his coffee. There were two more sets of inquisitive eyes peering from the other side of the room.

Olivia smiled, "I'll tell you after I read the card."

She picked up the small card sticking out of the flowers. The handwriting the message was written in was familiar because Olivia had seen it on many affidavits, subpoenas, and general paperwork. Thank you again for last night. Although you said I thanked you enough, I disagree. So I would like to take you to dinner tonight, uninterrupted. Call me. Alex.

Olivia's heart soared. So, it wasn't an official date. It was still time alone with Alex and just the thought made Olivia happy beyond words.

"So?" Munch asked from across the room.

"They're from Alex," Olivia explained, "I helped her with a…situation last night so she sent me flowers."

The men nodded and went back to work.

Olivia and Elliot were called to a murder scene so the rest of the day went pretty quickly. Olivia had managed to sneak away during lunch and called Alex only to be answered by her voicemail. Olivia left a message telling Alex she'd love to have dinner tonight.

Around four, Alex called Olivia back, but she'd left her car in a rush to run down a perp who was hauling down the sidewalk, leaving her phone in the seat. Alex left a message telling Olivia to call her when she could.

It was six by the time Olivia had the perp in lock up and had someone on their way to take him to central booking. She finally got around to checking her messages and got Alex's message.

"I'm gonna head out," Elliot told Olivia, "You need a ride?"

Olivia shook her head. She dialed the blonde ADA. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Elliot waved and walked out.

"Cabot," Alex answered.

"Hey Alex," Olivia immediately smiled at the sound of Alex's voice, "I just got your message."

"Are we still on?" Alex asked, hopefully.

"Yeah," Olivia put on her jacket and closed up her desk, "I'm just heading out though."

"That's fine," Alex added, "You can just meet me here."

"You're already there?" Olivia asked.

Olivia could hear the smile in Alex's voice when she replied, "Yeah. We're eating at 235 West, 78th"

The detective scribbled down the address and walked out the doors of the precinct, "So I don't have time to take a shower before I come?"

"Don't worry about it," Alex stated.

Olivia smiled, "Okay. I'll be right there."

"Bye," Alex said.

"Bye," Olivia replied then hung up.

When Olivia pulled up to the address she smiled. It was an old three story apartment building. She walked over to the buzzers and saw the one labeled A. Cabot. She pressed the button and waited for a reply.

"What's the password?" Alex's voice came over the speakers.

Olivia laughed and replied, "It's cold and I'm hungry."

"Close enough," Alex stated and buzzed Olivia in, "Third floor. Apartment C."

Olivia walked in and took the elevator up to the third floor. The hallways were warm and carpeted. There were decorations on the walls and flowers on small tables sporadically placed on the side.

At the end of the hallway she found the massive door that adorned the gold leafed letter 'C'. The door was cracked open and a wonderful smell was drifting out. Olivia knocked on the door and stepped in. "Alex?"

Alex materialized from a long hallway to the left. "Hey." She was smiling and wearing jeans with a deep green sweater. She helped Olivia take her jacket off and hung it on a coat rack behind the door.

"Dinner will be ready in about forty five minutes," Alex informed Olivia, "So you have time to take a shower if you'd like."

Olivia did feel really dirty after wrestling around with the perp earlier and just the general grime that accumulates on you skin when you walked down the busy New York sidewalks. "Are you sure?" Olivia asked.

Alex nodded, "C'mon. I'll give you the grand tour of the bathroom."

Olivia smiled and followed Alex down the hallway and into a bedroom. Olivia figured it to be Alex's by the various pictures and the bed that wasn't made.

There was a door on the same wall as the one they'd just come through. Alex stopped at the doorway and motioned inside, "This is my bathroom. The shower's right there." She pointed to a frosted glass shower. "And the towels are in there." Alex pointed to the cabinet under the sink. "I'll pull out some clothes for you to wear."

"Thank you," Olivia smiled.

Alex smiled back and leaned close to Olivia, gently kissing her cheek. "Have a nice shower." Alex walked out of the bathroom.

Olivia closed the door, smiling like a fool. She looked in the shower and saw a square metal plate with a bunch of holes in it, as a shower head. She raised an eyebrow and turned it on. Water poured our of every hole. Olivia stripped off her clothes and stepped under the water. It felt like rain covering her body. She smiled, she hoped that she'd get the chance to use this shower more often.

When Olivia finished her shower, she dried off and wrapped herself in a towel. When she opened the door to the bathroom, she saw some clothes folded neatly on the bed.

Alex was stirring something in a large pot when Olivia stepped into the kitchen. She was donning a pair of Alex's sweatpants and a muscle shirt.

Olivia walked over and leaned on the counter next to Alex. Alex smiled at her. "How was your shower?"

"It was fantastic," Olivia smiled back, "I love your shower."

"Well, then you're very welcome to come use me shower anytime you want," Alex added, "Give me ten more minutes and we can eat."

Olivia gazed at Alex. Her hair was falling along her shoulders and the light coming from the kitchen window made her skin seemed to glow.

Alex saw the look she was getting from Olivia and turned to face the beautiful detective. "Something I could help you with?"

"Huh?" Olivia asked coming back to reality, "Oh-I…I'm sorry."

Alex chuckled, "It's okay." She turned to a drawer and pulled out a wine opener. She handed it to Olivia, "Why don't you open some wine?" Alex pointed her to the small wine cellar built into the island in the middle of the kitchen.

Olivia walked over to it and pulled out a bottle, "What are we eating?"

"Tortellini," Alex replied.

Olivia examined the bottle she pulled out and decided that it would go great with their dinner.

Alex got down two wine glasses and watched Olivia fill them up, "How was work?"

Olivia met Alex's eyes. No one had really asked her that before. "It was fine…I guess."

"You guess?" Alex asked, "Were you not there?"

"Of course I was," Olivia responded, "I'm just not used to anyone asking me that."

"Oh," Alex nodded, "Well, if you'd like, I can call you everyday at six and ask you how work was."

Olivia chuckled, "That's not necessary."

"I'm going to," Alex stirred whatever was in the pot, "Why don't you go have a seat at the coffee table and I will be right out?"

Olivia nodded. She picked up both of their wine glasses and walked into the living room. She hadn't noticed the two, tall, white candles in the middle of the coffee table before. She was in such a hurry to get to where the fantastic smell was coming from. Olivia set the wine glasses down, one on each side of the table and sat down next to it.

Alex walked in a few seconds later with two bowls of tortellini. After setting them both down, she lit the candles, turned on the TV and turned off the lights.

Olivia turned her head to see the TV and smiled at what was on it. There was a video of a fire blazing inside a fireplace on it.

Alex seated herself across from Olivia and smiled, "I don't have a fireplace so I think that's the next best thing. I can go get a space heater if you want. So you get the full effect."

Olivia laughed, "No this is great."

"Thank you," Alex picked up her wine.

"You really have to stop thanking me," Olivia told her, "You would have done the same thing."

Alex nodded, "I would have, but I might have had less control and decked the bitch."

"I wanted to," Olivia smirked, "But assault would not look good in my jacket."

"Agreed," Alex smiled. She took a long sip of her wine and looked over at Olivia.

They ate almost silently. The only sounds filling the room were crackle of the fake fire and the forks hitting the bottom of the bowl.

When they finished Alex took the bowls back to the kitchen and returned empty handed. She sat back in her spot and leaned on the front of the couch. Alex picked up her wine and looked over at Olivia, "C'mere."

Olivia hesitated. She didn't want to get so close to Alex that she's do something that they'd both regret. But on the other hand, she could never deny Alex something a simple as a request to sit next to her.

Olivia got up and walked over to Alex. Alex took Olivia's hand and guided her down into a seated position not even an inch away from her.

"I have a question," Alex asked, playing with Olivia's hands.

"Hmm?" Olivia kept her eyes on Alex's face. The prosecutor was looking at her hand, but she could still see her thoughtful eyes.

Alex took a deep breath, "Will you…go on, like an actual…date with me?"

Olivia thought it over. Had Alex asked her any other time, yes would have been the first thing out of her mouth. But Alex just got out a relationship not even twenty-four hours ago, "Are you sure that's what you want right now?"

Alex's blue eyes looked up and caught Olivia's brown ones, "Yes. I'm just amazing I've never asked you before. You've been right in front of me all along." Alex paused, "And I don't want you to think this is just a rebound thing. I really, really care for you. I at least wanna try an actual relationship with you."

Olivia held Alex's eyes for a minute before answering, "I'd love to go on a date with you."

Alex smiled. Then she leaned in to Olivia and softly kissed her.

Once again Olivia was blown away by a simple kiss from the blonde. No one had ever weak in the knees, breathless, and lightheaded all in the same kiss.

Alex's buzzer going off interrupted the kiss. Alex sighed and slowly pulled away. She sat, just looking at Olivia. There was silence for a few seconds before the buzzer went off again.

Alex got up and pressed the button, "Yeah?"

"Alex, it's me," Charlie's voice came over the speaker, "Can we talk? Please?"

"No Charlie," Alex stated, "It's over. Go away."

"Alex, let me talk to you," Charlie said.

There was a buzzing noise, but Alex didn't press the button to let her in.

"Shit," Alex sighed.

Olivia got up and walked over to Alex. "Do you want me to talk to her?"

Alex shook her head, "I can handle it."

There was a knock on the door a few seconds later. Alex barely opened it and looked out, "Get the hell out."

"No, not until you listen," Charlie stated.

Alex crossed her arms, "Nothing you have to say is going to change my mind. Just leave."

"Alex," Charlie softened, "I love you baby. I'm sorry." She set her hands on Alex's waist.

"Don't touch me," Alex growled.

"There's got to be some way I can make it up to you," Charlie pathetically pleaded, "Let's go to Cabo or St. John's and forget all everything that's happened."

"I can't forget everything that's happened," Alex stated, "And taking me to some island isn't going to help."

"It's that bitch that was with you last night," Charlie fumed, "That's why you left me. Well let me tell you something. She's the same as me and you're always going to be a selfish little daddy's girl who gets whatever she wants. And she's going to get sick of you. Then she's going to leave. And you'll come crawling back to me."

Olivia had had enough, she stepped into Charlie's sight and glared at her, "You need to get the hell out right now."

"Oh," Charlie nodded, "You were already screwing her behind my back you stupid slut!"

Before she knew it, Charlie was already being crushed against the wall, being handcuffed.

"Alright," Olivia told Charlie, "The way I see it, I have you for disorderly conduct, disturbing the peace and harassment," Olivia paused, "Or you can leave now and not have go to central booking tonight."

"I'll leave. I'll leave," Charlie quickly added.

Olivia undid the handcuffs and crossed her arms. Charlie threw one last glare at Alex before walked back down the hallway.

Olivia turned to Alex who had unshed tears in her eyes. Olivia wrapped her arms around Alex and kicked the door closed behind them.

Alex tried hard to hold it in.

Olivia sense it and took Alex to the couch, keeping Alex in her arms, "It's okay. You're safe now."

With that Alex completely broke down and clung to Olivia, while the detective stroked her hair and comforted her as best she could.