Okay, so one of my all time favorite fan fic stories is a one shot called "Just a Crush" and was written by DragonKatGal. You should really take five minutes and read it. I loved the story so much that I treat it like SVU cannon. It's a solid base for the Olivia/Alex so enjoy. I included a brief overview here not as pagerism, but as a shout out to this wonderfully tallented writer. DCG- Keep up the great work.

Chapter 3

Building 283 - Room 3

Ft. Justice, IL

The next morning,

It was a vicious pounding that had awoken Jane. As if someone was beating a drum to a steady rhythm next to her head. It took her a moment to realize that said offending drum was actually inside her head.

God, how much did I drink last night? She cracked open her eyes slowly, thankfully someone had drawn the blinds closed. She carefully took in her surroundings which were completely unknown to her. The pounding increased as she failed to recall where she was or how she had gotten here. The only thing that had given her any comfort were her two suit cases on the dresser and the steel cage she had locked her equipment in yesterday afternoon. But again, how it had gotten from the base armory to this room was a mystery.

She slid out of bed to find herself dressed only in her sports bra, boy short briefs, and socks. As she searched through her suitcase to find something to wear she tried to recall the night's events. It wasn't easy, but she recalled the three Tequila Roulettes, she seemed to get the shot all three times. She remembered heading to the bathroom with Kate then to the bar. She remembered the taunts and leers from the LAPD Gang Unit. She even remembered the guy who grabbed Kate's ass and received a near instant crack to the jaw, courtesy of a Rizzoli fist. That explained the pain in her hand.

The brawl that ensued and the Irishman who broke it up were very blurry, so was he taking out the Gang guys. But everything after that was just a blank. She struggled to recall anything else but it refused to come without her morning caffeine induction. Coffee! The craving slammed into her knotted stomach like a lead weight.

A knock sounded at her door before it was pushed open. Kate Beckett carried in two mugs of steam that immediately made her stomach light with the thought of the hot goodness to come.

"Hey, you're up already," the other woman said before passing a cup over.

Jane snatched at the cup and inhaled its fragrance, "Mhhh."

"It's Hazelnut." She said before sipping it, "Colin has a thing for hazelnut and nobody has been in town yet to get anything else."

"Don't care." Jane said before sucking in a large gulp of the too hot coffee. "Oh that's heaven." She took a smaller sip.

Kate smiled, "Shame they don't put it in an IV."

Jane rolled her eyes, "I'd need rehab if they did." Now that her stomach wasn't protesting its misuse last night, details from last night began to creep back in. Kate's words about Olivia took the center stage with the sole spotlight. Jane looked down at her apparel.

"Oh hell," Jane cursed, "Do I want to know?"

Kate smiled, "Not really, but don't worry. I put you in bed. Liv never made it back before passing out."

A breath of relief lurched from her chest, "Oh, thank you."

"Worried, she's going to knock you up?" Kate asked with a laugh.

"Not even remotely funny." Jane took a sip before setting the cup down to slip on her robe. "I don't do women or one night stands."

Kate noticed the defiant ton in her voice as if daring anyone to say different, probably didn't take well to the gay jokes she got on the force. "Well, Liv isn't usually so out as she was last night. She's been going through some stuff. C'mon out to breakfast and I'll tell you all about it." She said as she left.

Jane dug through her suitcase for a change of clothes before hitting the shower.

Kate was flipping pancakes when Jane came out of her room, freshly showered and dressed. She refilled her friend's cup as she sat down in the bar stool. As Beckett put the plate down in front of her she stopped momentarily. Jane looked up to see Kate looking across the hangar. Jane turned to look.

Stabler and O'Malley were hanging upside down on a long bar side by side, counting crunches. Both men's abs were swollen and exposed since neither wore a shirt. Kate leaned over Jane and in a breathy voice, "Don't care if they're available or not. I love watching them work out."

Jane nodded; Elliot looked good, Colin looked better. But neither one of them did as much for Jane as they seemed to do for Kate. But she had never been one to go on looks alone. She appreciated both men's bodies but like all the other times before. She needed more than that to light her furnace.

Jane seen the scars on Colin's ribs, the damage there was extensive, and as the men crunched again, she seen more on his back. So much damage, what had caused them? She wanted to ask but as she touched her own hands she knew she wouldn't.

Kate turned back to the stove and pulled the rest of breakfast off the grill. She prepped four other plates before setting them on the bar. She sat across from Jane and dug in. Jane savored the taste of the bacon and pancakes. Now if she could find a man who could do this and respect her job that would light the furnace.

To distract herself from that thought she turned her attention back to Kate. "So, where's Liv?"

"Still out cold in her room." Kate laughed softly, "She hit it hard last night."

"So she's not usually so…?"

"Out? No." Kate wiped her mouth, "She's way more reserved than you've seen her. Most of the time you'd never know she wasn't completely straight. Hell, Stabler found out by accident and they'd been partners for years."

Jane tilted her head, "Did he walk in on her or something?"

She shook her head, "To keep their relationship strong Stabler and his wife usually tell each other about their crushes and have a laugh or two about it. It was never taken seriously until dumbass over there," she jerked a thumb at Elliot, "told her about his crush on Liv. She ran right over there and slapped Liv across the face. Kathy demanded to know if Liv loved her husband. Liv said, 'No. I don't love him, I love her.' as the Assistant District Attorney for New York, Alexandra Cabot came out of the bedroom wearing nothing but one of Liv's button up shirts." "Oh shit!" Jane chuckled, "I imagine Kathy was embarrassed."

"Oh she felt like shit. They can say anything they want but Liv and Alex coming out to them that day probably saved the Stabler's marriage. Alex is gay and Liv is bi, but favors women."

"Wow. But that doesn't explain Liv last night."

"Alex has some pretty high career ambitions, I guess she got a job offer she couldn't pass up but I don't know for sure. Liv hasn't really opened up about it. But whatever it is, Liv is still head over heels in love with her and she's not taking the split very well."

"So she's throwing herself at any woman?"

"No. That was just you." She smiled. "You are an exact negative of Alex Cabot. Black hair instead of blonde, brown eyes instead of blue, she's white collar, your blue collar. But you both have similar bodies and close heights."

"Wow. Don't know if that's good or bad." Jane said, polishing off her breakfast, "Does that mean I need to be careful around her."

"Oh god no." Kate laughed, "She's going to be a hell of a lot more embarrassed than you are when she gets up."

Building 283 - Room 2

It began as a slight pressure. As if a weight was pushing down on her lower abdomen but as it built, she began to realize that this was not part of her dream. It was unbearable and when combined with her twisted stomach, her body rousted her from her alcohol induced slumber. It was then she realized that the sound of the troll from her dreams who had unmercifully beaten that massive drum directly behind her was still ringing in her ears. As was the weight on her body.

As she made her way into her bathroom, the troll's drum settled into her own heartbeat. The abdominal weight was released as she relieved herself. Much like Jane had earlier, Olivia sat on the bowl trying to remember last night, but the more she recalled, the more she dreaded leaving this room.

Oh my god, Jane! Olivia lurched from the toilet and grabbed the garbage can before emptying what was left in her stomach into it. As her stomach heaved, images of her behavior toward the newest member of their crew tore through her head, I'm so sorry. Jane! I can't believe I came at you like some drunken slut. Her stomach settled. Olivia tried to bring some composure to herself as she righted her underwear and slid the garbage can back into its place. Flushing the toilet she lowered the lid and sat down. Head in her hands, she tried to come to terms with herself.

There was a gentle knock at the bathroom door a few minutes later.

"Go away, Kate." She barked too loudly, sending a wave of pain through her skull.

The door cracked open and a slender scarred hand reached in to set coffee on the counter, "You sound worse than I did this morning? Are you okay?" The voice was husky and nervous as the hand retreated.

Liv's stomach dropped, Why did it have to be you. Aren't I embarrassed enough? "I'm fine." But her voice caught, betraying her.

Jane slipped inside the bathroom at the hurt sound. She immediately took in the surrounding room and the evidence that showed Liv was anything but fine. She held her hand out, "C'mon. Let's get you cleaned up."

Liv shot a defensive glare at her, "I don't need to be taken care of!"

Jane watched the emotions tare across her face too fast to follow but eventually settled on pain and hurt.

"Well let me clear some things up for you. So you know where I stand." She slid the coffee over to Olivia and set down two aspirins. She then began wrapping up the garbage bag and turned on the shower. She pulled two towels from the rack and set them on the counter, all while she spoke in Italian, "I know that I don't really know you but what little I do know is that you weren't yourself last night and I'm not offended in the slightest. I thought you were flattering and if I played on your team, you wouldn't have woken up alone. I don't know anything about Alex and, I'm really sorry if this pisses you off but I have to say this. I think she should be arrested for felonious stupidity for leaving someone like you in whatever manner caused you to hurt like this"

Olivia should have been angry, Jane just insulted the only person she ever truly trusted with her heart but she couldn't because Jane's words were comforting. That Jane understood her pain and wasn't just smoothing over last night's words or actions, but was trying to comfort a woman whom she didn't even know. That thought puzzled her.

She welcomed the brief distraction as she tried to put Jane together in her mind. Jane had already said she isn't into women, but she's here, trying to help someone through a difficult time and poor behavior. That certainly doesn't fit with a Homicide Detective; she wouldn't have lasted long being that empathetic. So why was Jane in her bathroom trying to take care of her?

So she asked, "Why are you here?"

Jane checked the water temperature before pulling Liv's shower bag out of the drawer and set it on the counter, "My Lieutenant sent me here."

"No." she stood, "Why are you here, in this bathroom, helping a complete stranger deal with a hangover and a broken heart?"

She thought about her answer. She debated as to whether or not to tell her about him. What the hell? She would only be here a few days but she would keep the details to herself. And then Jane did something she never did before, she cracked open her armor, "Because something happened to me a few years ago that almost killed me, and someone helped me even when I didn't want her to, even when I didn't deserve it."

Olivia's eyes fell to Jane's hands, "She must have been a good friend."

Jane raised her scarred hands up, partly to look at them and part to emphasize her next words, "She barely even knew me then."

She turned and walked out, leaving that thought spinning around in Liv's head.

Colin sat at the bar checking his equipment after finishing the breakfast Kate had cooked all of them. As he wiped his hands he eyed Kate warily, "Where's our new friend?"

Kate yanked the plate from in front of him, "She headed into Liv's room when she heard her puking, took coffee and aspirin with her."

Colin nodded his head, "Well Liv did put some heavy moves on her last night."

"She's straight, Colin." She dumped it in the dirty dish water and sat back down, "and since I was the most sober, or rather the least drunk last night, I seen how uncomfortable Jane was. But she still went in there this morning."

"Really," Colin arched a brow, "She's brave, considering how fun Liv is with a hangover."

They sat considering that for a moment, "Tell me what your impressions are?"

Kate stared at Liv's room "I hate that she's from Boston, but aside from her poor city of origin, I like her." Kate said into her coffee cup, "I got over that about you so I can probably do it for her."

He snorted loudly before rising, "Oh how I love for my friends to insult my home town," He walked around the bar and set up the coffee pot to make more before he emptied the carafe into his cup, "I guess what I really need to know is if I need to set her up in one of the barracks or let her stay here."

Elliot, who had just come back from a shower, strode over and took a stool. "Hey honey, what's for breakfast?"

Kate rolled her eyes to Colin before yanking one of the plates of food off the counter and rudely dropping it in front of him with a loud clank. "I'm not your wife, Stabler. Don't call me honey."

He watched her cautiously trying to gage her mood. She smirked at him and he relaxed. "No coffee? Awe c'mon sweetie."

She pulled the fresh carafe, "You want to wear this?" she said before setting it in front of him. She turned back to Colin, "No. I think she's okay."

El poured his coffee, "What's up?"

"Just discussing our house guest," Colin said. "What's your opinion?"

Elliot dove in to his pancakes, "She seems alright, great sense of humor and good backup in a fight." He glanced at Kate as he swallowed, "Had Kate's back in a flash when that guy got all touchy feely."

"My understanding is she started that fight."

Kate stood silent letting Elliot answer for her, "If she didn't throw that punch, I would have. So would Liv."

Kate scoffed, "She beat me to it. I turned to but she was already on him."

"So should she stay in house?" Colin said while looking right at his friends.

He stopped chewing, clearly thinking about it, "even though it might be uncomfortable for Liv, I'm okay with her staying." He pointed his fork at Colin, "But I'll defer to my partner when she puts in her vote." He returned to his plate.

"Speaking of your partner," Kate said as she checked her watch, "Jane's been in there for about fifteen minutes. You want to go do a wellness check?"

"In where?" he said, frozen, "Liv's room!?"

They nodded in unison.

Elliot shook his head, vehemently, "Are you crazy? I'm not going in there! After what happened last year we all agreed it's best to wait for her to come out."

"Some partner." Colin chuckled to Kate.

Kate threw her hands up, "Fine. I'll go. She had my back last night so I guess I'll return the favor."

She had just turned to go when abruptly the door in question swung open and Jane stepped out with a confident swagger that had the three passing looks at each other. More astounding was Olivia directly behind her dressed in her black police cargo pants flaring out of the top of her tactical boots. Her blue t-shirt had the letters NYPD emblazoned on the back with the department's shield logo over her left breast. Like Elliot, Liv was clearly dressed for the combat games.

Colin stared at Kate and mouthed What the hell?

Her eyes relayed her disbelief.

Liv nodded at Colin, knowing what was being discussed this morning. She walked around the bar and picked up the last plate of food, "Jane, have you eaten this morning?"

Jane sat down at the end of the bar, coffee cup in hand, "Yeah. Kate cooked."

Elliot snapped back into reality. With the final vote on Jane's place in the group cast, he figured he might as well start orienting her. "It's kind of our thing here. Who gets up first, cooks and who's up last, cleans."

"Is that just for breakfast or all the meals?"

"Mostly breakfast." Kate said, "It's the one meal we're mostly here for. Lunch is almost always at the range pavilion and dinner depends on if we grille out together or head to the Shield."

"As far as staples go," Liv continued, "we keep the place pretty well stocked but you'll have to tell Mitch that you're here with us so he can keep you in your favorite beer."

"We do have a few rules here though," Colin said, "First is that we have a strict no visitor rule, so no bringing anyone home. We had some trouble here once and no one is eager to repeat it."

There were muted groans around the bar as each remembered that incident.

"Second," Stabler said, "Keep it low key, It's a relaxed, fun environment that doesn't take well to drama so keep it cool here and remember that no one is trying to hurt anyone here. That's part of the reason we don't take guests."

Jane held her hand up to stop them, "So with the no guest rule, why am I here?"

"You had my back last night," Kate said, "Colin saw that and this is his place."

Colin nodded, "That, how much you had to drink, and your housing situation all played into allowing you to stay the night. As for the rest of your stay, you were voted in this morning."

"Which just doesn't happen," Liv said, "But you impressed them last night and me this morning."

"I was the only one who got voted in on the same year." Kate said, "You just got voted in on opening day." She gave a pained look, "Even though you're from Boston."

Jane smirked again, "Another victory for team Boston."

Colin looked at his watch, "Kate, can you show her around and get her up to speed on our way of life? I got to head up to reception for the goddamn speeches."

She nodded as Colin got up. Jane watched him as he separated the gear on the counter. He was dressed like Liv and El, in black cargos and boots, but where her shirt was blue, his was black. The only adornments were on his sleeves. The right side held an old style round bomb with a stylized flame coming out of the top. The left had the Springfield Arms logo with Ft Justice ATC emblazoned underneath. Both sides were in a bright yellow.

Colin slipped on his Tactical vest and plugged a cord into a two way radio before slipping it into a pocked on the front. He then pulled an earpiece out of a pocket near the shoulder and slipped it on. He then fastened the vest and checked it's fit. Next he attached a large plastic holster behind his back and a smaller version on his right hip. He clipped a badge of some kind onto his hip before reaching for his weapons.

Jane noticed the badge was the Springfield Arms Logo with the words Provost Marshall stamped into the metal. He then picked up a Glock 19 and checked it before sliding it neatly into the plastic holster on his side. He picked up a larger Glock and slid the magazine out to check it.

"Whoa," Jane said, eyeing the weapon, "That's some serious hardware."

He smiled, "Be my guest." He kept the mag but handed her the pistol.

She eyed it carefully before taking it in hand, "It shoots 45s right."

He nodded.

"Lighter than I expected." She said as she pointed it at a wall in a palm under fist grip. "Tell me about it."

"It's a Glock 37, Ten 45 caliber GAP rounds, 29 ounce empty versus the Glock 19 with its 9 millimeter rounds and, 23 oz weight."

"Does it have a lot of kickback?"

"Actually it's less than the 1911, despite the hotter round."

She handed it back. He slid the magazine into it and slid it into the back holster. He picked up his phone and slid it in a chest pocket before turning to his friends. "Opening speeches suck but if you're interested, mine is at oh nine hundred. I put together some new games this year so you should probably come." He waved as he turned toward his Harley.

Jane grimaced at the looks she got riding on the backseat of Kate's Softtail. Will the indignities ever cease? Ride bitch on a chick's bike. The 4 seater ATV Colin offered hadn't been brought to her yet and Elliot and Olivia had already taken off to register for the shooting contests leaving Jane on Kate's bike.

She leaned over Kate's shoulder, "I look like your girlfriend."

Kate laughed, hard before tossing back, "Don't worry baby. I promise I'll make you look good."

Jane snorted, "Right."

They rode slowly through the field of hangars that housed the various venders pedaling their various weapons and equipment. Jane watched as they passed the large amphitheater where the opening ceremonies and various bands were scheduled to appear this week. She frowned as Kate turned away from the parking lot and headed toward a pavilion. They rode passed groups of officers and pulled up to the pavilion. Kate shut off the bike and leaned it on the kickstand. She slapped Jane's thigh, signaling to get off.

Jane watched as some nameless business suit droned on about appreciation to sponsors and grateful for support or some such. Kate led her into the pavilion where they found Elliot and Liv. Jane felt out of place as she realized they all dressed alike, NYPD shirts, black cargo pants and boots, but she sat with them anyway.

Elliot passed her another coffee, "Just in time. Colin is up next."

She nodded as she took the coffee, "No beer?"

"Naw," He said, "Beer will get you DQ'ed from the games."

Liv smiled at Jane warmly, "We're shooting today."

Kate leaned in, "Heard they cancelled the partnership game."

"Ha!" Liv said, "You'll see." She watched the stage, "Here he comes."

The average balding man in the suit changed his tone, "So again I'd like to thank all of our suppliers and venders for making this the largest turnout for Law Enforcement in America. A special thank you goes out to the Glock Corporation for co-hosting and providing our special ammunition for the CQC's events. And let's us never forget the true purpose we get together each year. To honor our soldiers of the thin blue line. Every day we wish that your services were not needed, for our soldiers do not face the dangers you stand in front of everyday. Soldiers are sent to the fight and enjoy a relative safety here at home. Where every day you stand between us and our darkest side, not on some foreign soil most of us will never see. Here at home. On the streets of New York City, Los Angeles, Chicago, Miami, Dallas, Denver, Detroit," he hesitated, "Boston. In our most urban areas to the loneliest road, you always stand ready. For that, no thank you could ever be enough to convey our gratitude. You stand strong and Springfield stands with you, always."

He took a step back and there was applause after a minute he raised his hands to shush the crowd, "So I guess, we've had some changes to the lineup for the games this year, I'll turn this party over to our Director of Competitions, Provost Marshall Sergeant First Class, Colin O'Malley."

Colin stepped up onto the stage, and took the microphone, there was a loud squeal as he yanked his earpiece out and shut off his radio, He then tapped the microphone, "Who needs coffee when that could wake you up?" He shook the man's hand, "Thank you Mr. Huff."

As he walked off the stage Colin called out, "Springfield CEO Gilbert Huff, Ladies and Gentlemen." More applause, "So as Mr. Huff said, We at the Springfield Combat Simulations Center have been burning the midnight oil all year long to come up with more for you to do, since the games are so popular. After so many requests for the last two years from state troopers and highway patrols, we at the CSC have done it for you," Colin pointed to a man in the crowd, "Iowa Trooper Riley. We hired a group of the best stuntman in the country to help and we have reinforced nearly a dozen Crown Victorias and perfected the techniques. The PIT's is open on the old airstrip. Now you highway guys can actually perform the PIT on actual cars instead of those computer simulators. And before you ask, no one can ride in the suspect vehicle." He eyed another cop, "Get over it Jenkins." The crowd laughed.

"Another change is the expansion of our stunt driving course. We've added nearly a mile of track to Skid Row and added a few fun items to make your cruise more interesting. Don't worry, Lieutenant Davis, the cars have crash harnesses and are reinforced." He turned to look at the pavilion,

"Benson and Stabler, Put the beers down and listen up 'cause this one is for you. We have taken the partnership game, Cover Me, and have broken it down into three separate events. First is called Take 'em Down. Many aspects of arrest of a resisting suspect are reflected here including vehicles, dynamic entry and runners." He paused, "Don't worry Beckett, I still have that one in a singles game. I hope you brought your Nikes because I got some great runners this year." She laughed as he continued.

"Take 'em Out, is similar however in this one odds are the suspect won't give up, it includes hostages, dead man switches, and general all around hard to beat scenarios. Truly we expect simulated casualties for this one.

"Then we have the CQB, it's called Cover Me, but it's basically urban combat. Our hangar has been assembled so that everything inside can be moved remotely. Completely automated with reactive target drones that shoot back with paint rounds. Nothing beyond the front door will be in the same place from round to round. We spent hours designing the simulator's fifteen different scenarios. Your task will be to clear the building of hostile targets and they will shoot first. This is the most advanced Close Quarters Combat simulator in the world. Good luck, you're going to need it."

Jane looked over to Kate whose attention was wrapped around Colin's every word about the CQB. "You okay?"

"I want to try it." Kate said enthusiastically. "I want to go."

"I'm sure Colin could set you up tonight." Liv said, "He's always had a hard time saying no to you."

Colin spoke up, eyeing them annoyingly at being interrupted, "Hey kids, something you'd like to share with the group?"

"Beckett wants to know if the CQB is available for single matches?" shouted Stabler.

Colin smiled, "Not this year, its teams only."

Kate smiled warmly to him and winked. He continued on talking about the new hand to hand restraint class as Kate eyed up Jane with a purpose.