I must say I was surprised at the amount of requests for this to continue. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter as much as the first one. As always reviews are welcomed.

Olivia checked herself over in the mirror for what seemed like the hundredth time that night. Nothing she put on seemed good enough to wear next to Alex. It wasn't that she didn't have nice clothes. She had plenty thanks to her job requiring business attire. Unlike Alex she didn't shop on Saks Fifth Avenue.

Olivia quickly went back into her closet and changed again. This time she settled on a charcoal pair of pants with a black turtleneck pullover. She noticed when she looked in the mirror that it seemed to accentuate her figure. She grabbed her black boots and what had became her trademark leather jacket with the guys. She ran her fingers through her short hair happy that she was able to leave work early enough to get a trim. Glancing at her watch she noticed it was almost seven and she should be leaving soon if she was going to make it to Alex's in time.

The last thing Olivia wanted was to be late for their first date. That would leave a wonderful impression on Alex. Not that she hadn't considering canceling several times throughout the day. She had actually called her to cancel but when Alex called and said she was wondering if the brave detective was going to chicken out she decided against it.

She had informed her no but was calling to get her address and to let her know that she would be there at seven thirty to pick her up.

Olivia groaned on the inside when Alex had given her the address. It was upper west side. Nothing but the social elite lived there. They were just going to love seeing a blue collar work entering in their domain.

Hell it would be the same at the restaurant. She had managed to book a table for two at an upscale restaurant called Jacques. She had read in a write up on the restaurant that this was the place that anyone who was anybody went. Olivia had figured that this was the type of place Alex was use to and would be comfortable at so pulled some strings when she made the reservation.

Olivia discretely placed her back up weapon on her ankle and placed her service weapon inside her pants on her back. She kept her shield and departmental ID in the inner pocket of jacket. As she started to walk out the door she had contemplated on leaving the items at the house but chose against it. In her line of work you never was sure when you would run into an angry ex-con and would have to protect herself. She just silently hoped that Alex understood why she brought them along. She only deals with the aftermath of a case. She's never been told that when the convicts got out of jail they would hunt her down and make her pay.

Olivia stepped out of her building and whistled for a cab she saw approaching. She slid in the back of the cab and recited the Alex's address from memory. The cabbie looked in the rearview mirror at her funny. Great she thought even the blue collar workers like me are giving me looks.

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Alex paced back and forth in her bedroom. She glanced at the clock and saw that it read seven fifteen. Olivia was due to be there in fifteen minutes and she still had no clue as what to wear. When she had asked Olivia earlier all she had said was you look great in anything. That was when the lawyer in her came out.

"Where are you planning on taking me detective?"

"It is a surprise. I promise you will love it Alex." Olivia had responded.

There was something in Olivia's voice that stopped Alex from asking further questions about where they were going. Instead she had simply told the detective that it didn't matter where they went, she just wanted to get to know her better outside of work. She could have sworn that Olivia had said something under her breath but she didn't want to push the issue over the phone.

Hell she didn't want to push much over the phone. Her heart had stopped beating and she felt her stomach drop to the ground when she saw Olivia's number on the caller ID. She knew that she was calling to cancel. So instead of a normal hello Alex had answered the phone saying I was wondering when you were planning on calling to get my address. She could hear Olivia slightly stutter on the other end but she quickly covered it with a sly remark about her being a detective she could get the address other ways.

Alex shook her head and walked back into her huge walk in closet. She walked past her "power" suits, as they had been coined, for court. She wore those enough on a regular basis. She had considered jeans and a nice button down shirt but decided against it. She knew Olivia had probably planned to take her to some nice restaurant to impress her. She wished Olivia would relax and not see her as a powerful ADA who came from money.

There was nothing more she hated than that. She just wished most people, mainly Olivia, would see her as a normal person. One that needed comfort, love and understanding. One that wanted to be held on cold rainy nights or when the cases tore her to pieces. One that would be her equal in and out of the bedroom.

Alex grabbed a pair of navy blue pants and a pin stripped shirt. They were dressy but not over dressy. It reminded her of an outfit she saw Olivia wear one day. She pulled her low cut boots on and grabbed her cream colored wind breaker before heading down the stairs to wait for Olivia.

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"Ma'am we are here." The cabbie said pulling Olivia out of her thoughts. "That will be twenty-eight seventy-five."

Olivia reached in her pocket and handed him the money before exiting the cab. Olivia stood looking up at the tall almost lurking building that Alex lived in. It seemed as if it was towering over her. Almost as if the building itself was laughing at her to for trying to enter the social circle.

Olivia shook her self and took a deep breath before entering the building. She was stopped quickly when a young man in a doorman outfit stopped her and asked if he could assist her. She tried to politely tell him no thanks and continued on to the elevator but was stopped by him.

"Ma'am you must sign I and I have to notify the resident."

Olivia stood there for a second considering on whether or not to show him her shield or just sign in. She finally resigned to signing in.

"My name is Olivia Benson and I am here to see Alexandra Cabot.."

"Oh yes ma'am she rang down a while ago and told me to expect you. Have a good night ma'am." The doorman said before returning to his post no longer concerned with her signing the log book or anything else.

Olivia entered the elevator and pushed the button for the top floor. Figures Alex would live on the top floor. She had to be on top of everything at work mine as well be on top of everything in her private life. Olivia couldn't help but smile when the thought entered her mind of wonder where else she would like to be on top.

The elevator dinged signaling that she had reached her destination and pulling her from her inappropriate thoughts concerning one hot blond lawyer. Olivia took a deep breath trying to get her libido and breathing under control before exiting the elevator. That was when she noticed there was only one door on this floor. Olivia swallowed hard and looked around for a second time. She was right Alex had the whole floor to herself. Exactly how rich was she? Olivia asked her self. She knew she was out of her league but never this far out. What the hell was she thinking asking he out on a date. There was no way she would ever measure up to what Alex needed or deserved .

"Oh well at least I can give her tonight." Olivia thought as she knocked on the door.