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Alex had awoken the next morning to an empty apartment. And yet again, nothing was ever said between the two as to what happened. They continued working together without any problems, but they found it easier to be around each other this time. They slowly formed a friendship.

Only Olivia knew that she really wanted more from the ADA. Only Alex knew that the second night hadn't helped in getting the detective out of her head. But these facts hindered their friendship in no way. The "Ice Princess" was accustomed in hiding her feelings behind her cold façade. The detective was trained to hide everything.

Their budding friendship went on for nearly a year without a hitch. After another tough case, the squad headed back out to the bar, Alex in tow. In unspoken agreement, it was Olivia's turn to stay sober that night, and Alex was planning on taking full advantage of it.

What she hadn't planned on was to begin flirting with Olivia, yet again. And it started early. Whispers in Olivia's ear that could just as easily been said aloud. Comments that could be taken in so many ways.

She made numerous trips to the dance floor, dragging a different detective with her each time.

After seeing how Alex was acting, Olivia was glad she had decided to stay sober. She had a feeling that if both of them had been drunk, the guys would have wound up with more of a show than they had ever imagined.

There was a gleam in Alex's eye when Olivia was the only one who hadn't graced the dance floor with her presence. Starring in her eyes the entire way, Alex pulled her out of the seat and to the floor. She placed her hands around Olivia's waist and slowly started grinding against her, eyes never losing contact. A smile crept over Alex's face when she heard a muffled moan.

Olivia could see the jaws of her co-workers drop as they watched, and she was faintly embarrassed. But the longer they held each other, the less she cared.

At the end of the dance, Alex simply through her a grin and walked back to the table. Olivia took a deep breath as she walked over to join the group. She blushed at the comments the guys were making about her dancing. They had most defiantly never seen this side of their Detective Benson before.

The next step in Alex's night of fun was karaoke. She demanded attention from the entire bar. She might not have been the best singer, but she was by far the most beautiful of the night. The more songs she sang the more risqué the acts that went along with them became.

She strutted around the bar as if she owned it. Grabbing random people and pulling them into a dance or an embrace.

Olivia could barely hide her jealousy.

Alex slowly made her way to the table of detectives during each song she sang. She teased Munch by grabbing his tie and pulling him up out of his chair and then pushing him back down. She pulled Fin's head back by his ponytail, placing a chaste kiss on his lips. She sat directly in front of Elliot on the table giving him a flirtatious wink.

She spun, never leaving the table, and her eyes fell on Olivia. She slid off onto her lap, seductively crossing her legs and showing just a bit more thigh.

At the end of the song, she gave Olivia a burning kiss and walked away to return the microphone.

Olivia recovered quickly at the gasps of the other detectives. "And that boys, is the sign that I need to get her home." She couldn't help but laugh at the looks she was now getting. "No. Not for that, but when she starts kissing me like that, we all know she's had a few too many."

"Oh come on Liv! It's just getting interesting. It appears as if a certain ADA has taken a liking to you, and we want to see just how far it can get!" Munch argued.

"Sorry guys," Alex apologized as she neared the table. "Some things are best left behind closed doors," she winked at the table in general.

"Alright Cabot," Olivia said standing. "I'm cutting you off. It's time to get you home." She leaned in and whispered, "I know how those pesky hangovers plague you."

Alex threw back her head and laughed. Olivia couldn't really remember hearing the wonderful sound before this night, but she knew that all she wanted was to be able to hear it again. "Fine Detective, be the party pooper. But you're taking care of me," she said with a mischievous smile.

After saying their goodbye's, getting Alex to actually leave was a harder task than she had planned. The counselor absolutely refused to leave unless Olivia danced her out of the bar.

"Come on Lex!" Olivia said exasperated. "This is ridiculous! Let's go."

"Not until you dance with me Detective," Alex smiled.

"Okay then Counselor, let's deal," Olivia chanced. She had already danced once with Alex tonight, and that was more than enough dancing for her in front of her colleagues.

"And what exactly do you have in mind Liv?" Alex asked with a devilish grin. "I have a few ideas of my own, but I don't think I'll have to bargain for them," she seductively whispered in Olivia's ear.

Olivia fought back a moan. "Let's head outside, and you can dance while we wait for a cab."

Alex tilted her head in thought. She missed the part of it only being her dancing in her drunken state. "Deal!"

They made their way outside, and Alex wrapped her arms around Olivia preparing to dance. Olivia softly pushed her back with a smile on her face. "You, Counselor, are the one doing the dancing. You can dance till your heart's content while we wait for a cab."

A pout formed on Alex's lips that Olivia found unbelievably adorable and had to fight back the urge to take a nip of. "But you said…Oh, so we're being sneaky with drunken people now are we," she exclaimed as she replayed the deal in her head.

"Only when it gets me out of dancing," Olivia laughed.

Alex's pout turned into a small smile. "Alright then, I'll dance, but no laughing. I haven't done this in a long time, so I'll be rather rusty I'm sure." Alex placed her hands on Olivia's shoulders as she balanced to take off her shoes.

Olivia stood back as she watched Alex begin slow ballet movements. A date had once taken Olivia to the ballet, and she had not enjoyed it at all. But watching Alex's impromptu performance on the sidewalk seemed romantic to her.

A small crowd slowly started forming around the beautiful woman. Everyone was silent, as if any sound would break the spell the woman was under and had somehow placed on them as well. Alex was lost in her own world, unaware of the attention she had.

The movements were forgotten by Olivia when she caught a glimpse of the look upon Alex's face. She had never seen anyone at such peace with their selves. She had most defiantly never seen the ADA in such a state.

After she finished, the sounds of clapping brought both women out of their thoughts. A faint blush came across Alex's face once she saw all the people gathered around her. She gracefully curtsied and walked to Olivia to put her shoes back on.

"That was amazing," Olivia whispered reverently.

Alex's blush grew deeper. "Thank you," she whispered looking directly in Olivia's eyes.

They were silent in the cab, each lost in their own thoughts.

Olivia knew she shouldn't let anything happen. She understood that all Alex needed was a release, but she wanted so much more from Alex that one more night wasn't going to be enough. It would only hurt her in the end.

Alex knew that this night was a turning point for them. It had started out flirty and fun, heading to a night of mind-blowing sex. But then there was that moment outside the bar. She had seen something in Olivia's eyes. She couldn't put her finger on what it was, but she knew it was something important.

She hoped that they could at least have one more night to forget everything else in the world, except for the pleasure they brought each other.

Helping Alex up the stairs of her apartment was not half the hassle it had been for Alex almost a year ago, but Olivia still felt the need to make sure she made it safely.

After opening her door and walking inside, Alex turned with a questioning look to Olivia who remained standing outside. "Listen Alex…," Olivia started, not making eye contact.

Alex moved slowly towards her and placed a soft kiss on her lips. "Shh. Not tonight Liv. Please," she said softly placing her forehead against Olivia's, "just not tonight."

Olivia searched Alex's eyes before making any movement or response. There was something there that she couldn't quite understand. It was need, but not from desire. She had told herself that it couldn't happen again, that she needed more. But she knew that there was nothing she could deny Alex, and if Alex needed this night, she would deliver.

She gently kissed Alex, walking them slowly into her apartment. She turned to silently close the door and turn the lock. Olivia looked in Alex's eyes again, trying to decipher what she saw in them, as she took her hand and led her to the bedroom.

It was much different than their other times together. Alex had thought she only needed the passion that Olivia offered, but she found out that she needed Olivia's gentleness as well.

Olivia wanted to take her time tonight. It would probably be the last night she had a chance to touch Alex like this, and she wanted to love her the way she deserved to be loved. Each gentle kiss and caress slowly stoked a fire in Alex. The usual sounds were turned into sighs and intakes of breathe.

Once Alex's breathing had returned to normal and she turned to Olivia, Olivia simply kissed her forehead and told her to sleep. Alex was reluctant to listen. She wanted to give Olivia the same amount of pleasure she had been given. But she was so tired, she simply gave her a kiss and wrapped herself up in Olivia's warmth, head burrowed in her neck, arm and leg thrown over her pulling her closer.

Alex woke the next morning to an empty apartment. She was only slightly surprised at the disappointment she felt. She had thought last night had been different. She hadn't wanted anything more with Detective Benson, but more had somehow happened. She just had to decide now whether she wanted it or not.

She went about her morning routine, getting ready for work. As she walked towards the door, a piece of paper caught her attention. She sighed loudly after reading it.

Alex,

Sorry I had to leave, caught a case. We need to talk.

Liv