Alex lay in a bed a few minutes after two a few weeks later. She was glad she'd found a friend in Olivia. They spent a few nights a week on the phone until early in the morning because neither one could sleep until completely exhausted after tough cases and the special victims unit held nothing but the toughest of the tough.
The young ADA started at the ceiling almost positive that Olivia would be sound asleep. She had chased a perp down three blocks before he tripped on a newsstand and fell. She looked exhausted when Alex saw her so the blonde wasn't waiting for Olivia to call her tonight, she just couldn't sleep.
Just as she had finally settled into a light sleep, her phone rang. Alex sighed and reached for her phone, expecting Olivia which wouldn't have bothered her much. But the caller ID didn't say Olivia. Instead, Cragen's name popped up and Alex fell back into bed with the phone to her ear, "Cabot."
"Are there any judges you feel like waking up?" Cragen asked, "We need some warrants fast."
Munch refilled Alex's mug for the third time since she got there. She was sitting at Olivia's desk facing Munch and Fin's desks. She leaned back and closed her eyes. "So the perp is in custody?"
"He's on is way here," Fin nodded, "Picked up by Metro at Grand Central. He was on his way back to Buffalo."
"Great," Alex yawned.
"Why don't you go lay down in the crib Alex?" Cragen patted her shoulder, "You look like hell."
"Thanks Don," Alex raised an eyebrow. She stood and smoothed out her jeans. She probably wasn't going to get to go home for the rest of the night so a few minutes in the crib sounded good.
"Wake me up when the perp gets here," Alex started walking up the stairs.
"It'll be a few hours," Fin nodded, "They have to take him to the hospital to get him check out."
"Why?" Alex raised an eyebrow.
"He fell," Fin shrugged.
The blonde nodded, "Well, wake me up when he gets here."
A few hours later, the other two detectives walk in with coffee in their hands. "Good morning," Olivia smiled.
"Hey," Fin nodded to them.
"Is that for us?" Munch asked standing.
"Yup," Elliot handed two of the coffees to Munch and Fin. "Where's Cragen?"
"He went home to change," Fin looked down the hallway and saw two uniformed police officers walk in with a perp, "You might wanna take that extra coffee up to Cabot. She wanted us to wake her up with the perp got here."
"Alex is here?" Olivia asked, glancing up to the closed door of the crib.
"She risked her life waking a judge to get us a warrant for Carson's arrest," Munch explained, "She's been here with us since three or four this morning." He stood, "I guess I'll go wake sleeping beauty."
"I'll do it," Olivia offered and picked up the spare coffee. She watched Munch sit down before starting up the stairs.
The female detective quietly opened the door to find Alex asleep, covered in a blue wool blanket facing the door. Olivia froze at the door and couldn't take her eyes off of the sleeping blonde. She knew what Alex looked like when she was awake, but when she was asleep, she looked at peace. Her glasses were sitting on the ground next to the structure that was more like a cot than a bed and Alex's unobstructed face looked completely relaxed. Olivia was completely taken by the sight.
After she shook out of her trance, Olivia closed the door behind her and sat on one of the beds next to the one Alex was in. She picked up the blonde's glasses and leaned forward, "Alex. Wake up."
The blonde's eyes shot open and her eyes found Olivia's immediately. A small smile spread across Alex's face before she moved her arms over her head and stretched. The blanket slid down Alex's torso until it rested across her hips and her shirt rode up a little, showing a sliver of the skin of her stomach. Olivia found her eyes unable to not look at the pale skin just above Alex's jeans.
"Good morning Liv," Alex laid still on the bed, on hand resting on her hip bone, the other sweeping the hair out of her face.
Olivia finally got her eyes to go to Alex's face and saw that she still looked tired, but was also content. She looked down at her hand and remembered the coffee. She held it up and smiled, "I got you coffee."
"Oh my god, I love you," Alex beamed and sat up, accepting the coffee from Olivia. After a long drink, Alex stood up and looked at the ground.
"Here," Olivia held up Alex's glasses.
Alex smiled politely and took them from Olivia's hand, "Thank you."
The blonde's rarely seen smile left Olivia's momentarily unable to function. She watched as Alex made her way to the door. She paused and looked back at Olivia, "Are you coming?"
"Yeah," Olivia nodded and started walking toward the door where Alex was standing, waiting for her.
When they got down the stairs, Olivia was still in sort of a haze. It may have been that she had seen Alex at her most vulnerable or that she'd never looked at the blonde that closely before, but she couldn't keep her eyes off of the ADA.
"How'd you sleep?" Elliot asked from his desk, "Those beds are hell on the back."
"Agreed," Alex nodded and rubbed the small of her back for emphasis.
Munch slowly stood from his desk, "Are you ready counselor?"
Suddenly, Alex's work persona was back and her morning ease was gone. Olivia noticed the subtle difference and watched Alex walk into the interrogation room before looking at the mass of paperwork on her desk. After a quick glance at the interrogation room door, Olivia sighed and got to work, forcing her mind to focus on what she needed to do and not on the ADA.