"Now that I've bought all these groceries," Alex set all the bags on her arms down on the island in her kitchen, "I want to eat out."
Olivia laughed, "Where do you want to eat?"
"I want pizza," Alex smiled, leaning toward Olivia who was on the other side of the island, "And I know the perfect place to get it if you're up for a drive."
"Always," Olivia started pulling out groceries.
"Don't worry about those," Alex walked around the island and grabbed Olivia's sleeve pulling her out of the kitchen, "I'll put those away when I get back. I'm starving."
Olivia felt Alex's fingertips graze her wrist when she pulled her hand away. She wasn't sure what it was about Alex that made her senses go into overdrive, but she could feel every touch linger.
An hour later, they were in the in the East Village sitting with a glass of wine and a margarita pizza. Alex took a sip of her wine and looked out the glass wall facing the street at the cars driving by in the dark New York City night. The walls behind her were made of large brown stones, completing the cozy atmosphere.
"You okay?" Olivia asked quietly, noticing the that the blonde was deep in her own head.
"Yeah," Alex immediately answered, "I'm sorry. I'm just thinking."
The detective debated asking Alex a question, but went ahead and asked, "About what?"
The blonde just shook her head, "Nothing important. How was your day? Anything new?"
"Fin and I caught up on our paperwork, but that's it," Olivia shrugged, "I have a bad feeling about it though. Like the calm before the storm."
"That's how I feel every time I catch up on paperwork," Alex smirked.
They enjoyed the rest of their meal making small talk, but not much else. Alex picked up the check because she picked the restaurant and Olivia stated that she was going to pay for the cab because Alex paid for dinner.
Alex invited Olivia up for another drink which Olivia accept citing that she didn't have to work the next day.
When Alex opened the front door, she added, "We can crack open that bottle of wine I got at the grocery store. I have a vast collection of DVDs we could dip into if you want."
Olivia took off her jacket and Alex took it, draping it over the back of the couch. They both walked into the kitchen when Olivia said, "Sounds great." She was suddenly nervous. A night alone with Alex was extremely appealing, but it seemed nerve-wracking at the same time.
Alex stopped at the island in her kitchen and looked around the spotless room, "Didn't I leave a bunch of groceries laying around in here?"
"Yeah you did," another blonde appeared in the doorway behind Olivia, nearly making the detective jump out of her skin. Her hand when to her waist where her gun usual was. Luckily, she had left it on the coffee table in Alex's living room before going out for dinner. The blonde added, "So I put them up for you."
"Thanks Cam," Alex smiled, "Liv, this is my sister Cameron. Cam, this is detective Olivia Benson."
"Ah, the almighty Olivia," Cameron let out a warm smile and offered her hand to the brunette, "Nice to finally meet you." The younger blonde's hair was pulled back in a messy pony tail and the light blue tank top she wore showed her lean body, mirroring her sister's. She was slightly shorter than Alex and her eyes were slightly darker, but there was definitely a resemblance.
"Finally?" Olivia asked, glancing at Alex while she was shaking Cameron's hand.
Alex just looked down and blushed, muttering, "Nothing."
"I don't want to get in the way of your night with your sister," Olivia looked at Alex again.
Alex was getting a bottle of white wine out. She almost got some words out, but her sister interrupted, "Don't worry about it. We usually just watch a movie anyway. Alex is boring like that."
"Hey," Alex frowned at her sister, "I'm not boring."
"When was the last time you went out and had a good time? I mean a really good time?" Cameron crossed her arms.
Her answer was silence from the older Cabot.
"Exactly," Cameron touched her sister's shoulder, "You work too much."
Alex sighed and shook her head, "You know it's not that simple."
Cameron glanced at Olivia before looking intensely at Alex, "It's not your fault."
Olivia was confused for a moment before connecting the conversation to what Alex had told her earlier about her childhood friend.
"Not now," Alex hissed at her sister.
Cameron pulled her older, taller sister into her arms and said, "You are the most stubborn person I've ever met."
"Agreed," Olivia muttered.
The eldest blonde pulled away from her sister and looked at Olivia, "Excuse me Detective Benson. Did you forget about yourself?"
Olivia smirked, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Great. You two will go well together," Cameron mused. When Alex looked at her, she added, "You wanna go rock climbing tomorrow?"
"Sure," Alex shrugged. She looked over at Olivia, "Do you wanna go?"
After a pause, Cameron added, "Alex is the best belayer this side of the Hudson River. She won't let you fall."
"Belay? You've got to weight half of what I do," Olivia raised an eyebrow.
Alex rolled her eyes, "You're going with us."
"Fine," Olivia raised her hands.
"Awesome," Cameron smiled and reached for the wine bottle on the counter, "We can drink this wine, pass out in the living room and go rock climbing in the morning."
Alex looked to Olivia for an answer and the detective nodded, "Sounds great."
After two bottles of wine, Cameron stood. "I'm so ready for bed."
"Me too," Olivia added.
Alex looked from Cameron to Olivia then back, "Why don't you take the guest room, Olivia can take my bed and I'll sleep out here."
"No," Olivia shook her head, standing, a little unsteady on her feet at first, but immediately regaining her balance, "You take you're bed and I'll sleep here."
"Oh please," Cameron rolled her eyes, "Alex can just sleep with me."
"No," Alex shook her head, "You sleep sideways."
"Then you two take Alex's bed," Cameron trudged off down the hallway, "But I have got to lay down."
Olivia laid on the couch as Alex stood up. The blonde turned around and shook her head, "No."
"I'm fine here," Olivia put her hands behind her head.
Alex leaned over Olivia, her face mere inches from the detective's. "Olivia Benson you better get your ass in my bed now before I drag you there."
Olivia's heart were hammering against her chest. Alex was so close she could feel the breath against her lips, which she unconsciously licked. It took a few moments to recover, but Olivia finally smirked, "Drag me huh?"
In a huff, Alex grabbed Olivia's hands and pulled her off of the couch, pulling the brunette down the hallway, eventually dropping one hand, pulling Olivia on by her right hand.
"Be careful. That's my trigger finger," Olivia cheekily added as Alex got her into the bedroom.