Sorry for the waiting: I kinda got stuck in the beautiful sight of that Rolling Stone's cover and that Laylor's pictures around Paris and under the Eiffel Tower. *cough*
Anyway, this is it, and I hope you enjoy it because... tough times are coming!

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Autumn's colors spread on the streets, as orange and yellow leaves cover most of the sidewalks. The air is cold but not too much. The sun is timid, but it's there. It's a beautiful morning, Piper thinks. She's sitting on a bench, waiting for Alex. She promised her she would show her a part of Central Park before work. Apparently, being on time is not Alex's thing.

After twenty minutes, Piper receives a text from the brunette, telling her she can't make it and she's on her way to work, where she hopes Piper won't kick her ass. Grumbling, Piper leaves the park, hails a cab and walks in the studios' direction. She hoped she could finally have a chance to see Alex outside of work, but it hasn't happened yet. The only times Alex agrees to see her, she then comes up with an excuse and doesn't show up. She barely says 'hello' to Nicky, who looks at her puzzled. Piper's temper starts to rise, as she walks in her office and shuts the door loudly.

After half an hour, a timid knock on the door gains her attention. When Alex steps in, hands behind her back, and a silly smile on her face, Piper gets even more furious.

"Oh, what a nice surprise, you actually show up sometimes," Piper says, bitterness echoing from her tone.

"Someone is pissed off, I see," Alex says, while sitting right in front of Piper, as she is sitting behind her desk.

"Oh, why would I be pissed off? I mean, I just keep on waiting for you to show up somewhere you don't show up," Piper says, shaking her head.

"Sorry," Alex whispers, feeling guilty as hell.

"I've been hearing that word a lot, lately," Piper says harshly.

Taking a deep breath, Alex unveils what's in her hands, and speaks.

"I got stuck in the traffic to get these," she says, placing Piper's favorite hot drink and a book on the desk.

Piper peeks at the book – about Central Park – and a tiny smile forms on her lips. Then, she grabs the cup and takes a sip, moaning at the familiar and loved flavor – hot chocolate with coconut. Alex studies her moves, hoping to see the blonde woman softening. When she hears Piper's humming, she smiles, knowing it will be easier to gain Piper's forgiveness. Not completely easy, but she can work on it.

"I don't know if this is enough," Piper says, trying to act unperturbed by Alex's lovely action, "If you had just gotten me that marvelous doughnut," she suggests and shakes her head, trying hard to suppress a smile, "it would've helped, a lot."

"Shame on me, then," Alex says with a smirk.

"You know," Piper takes a moment to think, steal a sip of hot chocolate, "usually, I'm the one who forgets about important details," she says, placing the cup on the table.

"What can I say? Being around you is messing me up," Alex says, puckering her lips.

"What? I'm fixing you, actually, so you should thank me!"

"That's something that we won't ever hear, Princess," Alex says before leaning back on the chair, "so, are we done?"

"Nope, I've just started," Piper says, teasing Alex with a new confident smile.

"Okay, then call me when you're over it," Alex says, before standing and leaving the room.

"Where are you going now?"

"Getting me a doughnut," Alex answers and laughs and closes the door behind her.


"Tom!" Nicky yells, asking for attention.

"What?" The man lifts his head from his reading, and looks straight at Nicky.

"Where's Alex?" she asks, noticing her friend is not in the common office, where everyone is working.

"I think she's," he looks aroud, thinking, then remembers, "she is in Chapman's office," he says, nodding to himself.

"Ah," Nicky simply says, smiling to herself, and not saying anthing else.

The day Piper walked in the building, she knew that girl could bring troubles. Not troubles like messing up with work or annoying everyone – in fact, Piper is quite fine, kind and capable in her things – but heart's trouble. She knows Alex has a weakness for blonde-haired women. When Nicky starts to know Piper better, she understands she could totally be the one to make Alex loses her coolness. She's been watching them interacting in the office, she's heard them making fun of the others. Then, after seeing them arriving at work together, more than once, she knew something could happen. Now, noticing they're spending more and more time together, she's almost sure something is happening between them.

"Why are you making that face?" he asks, noticing the pensive expression on Nicky's face.

"Do you think," she steps closer to him and sits by his side, "do you think there's something between them?"

"Chapman and Vause?" he asks, showing a surprised face.

"Who else then?" she asks, annoyed by Tom's lack of intuition, "did you see the way Alex stares at her?" she whispers.

"Now that you make me think, yes, but," he turns his head to face Nicky, "Chapman does quite the same, even more," he states and nods, smiling.

"Holy shit, Tom, this is going to be fun," Nicky says excited.

"Fun? Who are you, a three-year-old?" he asks.

"You've never seen Alex fancying a girl, you can't understand what's funny about that," she says smiling, "she is an adorable mess when that happens."

"Alex Vause, being a mess? Wait, an adorable mess?" he thinks, tries to picture Alex being that kind of person, "no way that can happen!" he says, shaking his head.

"You'll see."

"Let's make a bet," he proposes, shifting his position to face Nicky better.

"About?" Nicky asks, intrigued by the proposal.

"If she gets clumsy because of Piper, I'll pay you a beer,"

"Okay, but let's make it three beers. I'm usually very thristy when I win," she says, smirking.

"But if I win, and Alex stays Alex, you'll pay me three beers," he demands and extends his hand.

"Deal," Nicky says, shaking his hand to confirm the bet.


It's three in the afternoon, and everyone is having lunch. It's the slowest moment the office goes through every day, when no phone rings and nothing big happens. Piper leaves her office, needing to see Alex to tell her she's forgiven her for this morning. Well, she just wants to see the brunette. Her office's door is left ajar, and she lightly knocks, leaning in to see if there's someone. She sees Alex laying on the couch, as she starts to open her eyes and looks in her direction.

"Come in," she says with a sleepy voice.

"Are you sleeping at work?" Piper asks, before closing the door as it was before she came in.

"I'm just resting my eyes," Alex says, while a giggle escapes from her mouth.

"I could fire you for that," Piper says, attempting to be threatening.

"Oh, you're scarying me, boss," Alex replies, still laying on the couch, an arm over her head and another by her side, resting on the couch.

Piper looks at her annoyed, rolling her eyes, before sitting on the small table in front of the couch.

"Can you sit somewhere else?" Alex asks, her gaze greedily travelling up from the blonde's tights to her face.

"Why? Are you afraid you can't control yourself?" Piper asks smirking, taking Alex by surprise.

"No, I'm very much in control, don't flatter yourself," she manages to say, then takes her glasses and places them back on her face, "it's just that your ass is on my work," she states and smiles after saying that.

"Then, make some room for me," the blonde says.

Alex just looks at her, then looks at the door, which is almost closed. She decides to go against all of her rules, and indicates the space beside her, where her arm has been until that moment. Piper looks back at her slightly confused, while Alex makes more room for her but still lays on the couch.

"Come here," Alex says, before leaning in to take Piper by her wrist.

The blonde follows the lead and sits just where Alex wants her to be. Looking at Alex from this angle makes her even more beautiful. Piper feels almost uncomfortable, sitting so close to her, and feeling the brunette's hip colliding with her lower back. Their hands are still interwined, and Alex lightly brushes on the blonde's palm with her thumb. Everything around them seems to disappear.

Piper feels a wave of heat invading her everywhere, when Alex's hand lays on her thigh and then travels up on her side. Instinctively, the blonde shifts her body to look better at Alex, as she is smirking, knowing exactly what she's doing. One of Piper's hands reaches for Alex's arm, while the other stays on the backrest. In a moment, their lips collide, and Alex's pressure on her hip becomes stronger; then, the brunette's hand slides on the blonde's ass grasping and staying there. Piper lets a groan escape in the kiss, as her hands reach the brunette's neck and cling frantically on Alex's shirt, which causes Alex to smile because she thinks her shirt could end up in pieces if Piper doesn't reduce her grip. When the brunette ends the kiss with a peck on the blonde's upper lip, Piper sighs.

"You can't keep kissing me like this," she says, desperately.

"Are you calling me a bad kisser? Because that's not the truth, we both know that," Alex teases, laying one more kiss on the corner of the blonde's lips while one of her hand reaches the blonde's cheek, brushing it, while the other stays firmly on her hip.

"Absolutely not," Piper says, sighing loud if all the bad kissers were like Alex, she'd be the happiest girl alive – "that's the problem, Alex."

"Why is that a problem?" Alex asks with her hand sliding on the blonde's neck.

"Because it turns me on, a lot, and I'm working," Piper whispers huskily, bothered.

"See? I told you it'd be a problem," she smirks, then adds, "now I have one more task to finish."

"What would that be?"

"Please the boss in more ways, but, no problem, I'm all about extra work," Alex says before she grins at Piper, and receiving a punch on her shoulder.

"You have that face," Piper says after studying Alex.

"What face?"

"Like that's all you think about all day long,"

"Actually, it is," Alex says with a sincere and pleased face.

"Yeah?"

"Mmm," Alex says, while nodding.

A flustered Piper lifts her gaze away from Alex, and a joyful smile invades her face. She's been in Alex's mind all day, she's what Alex has been thinking about. That's the truth because the way she kisses her says it loud and clear.

"I like it when you're all flustered," Alex says smirking.

"I'm not flustered," Piper mumbles, failing to show willpower.

"It's okay, actually, it's very cute," Alex says, while her hand reaches Piper's elbow.

"I'm cute," she moves as to show how lovely she looks.

"You're not, you're barely watchable," Alex says, before bursting in a laughter.

"So, why do you kiss people who are barely watchable?" Piper asks, crossing her arms.

"I'm a big-hearted girl, I'd hate it to see you all sad because nodoby kisses that cute face you have."

"You've just said I'm cute," Piper begins and shakes her head, "make up your mind: I can be barely wacthable, or cute."

"To be totally honest, and I don't want you to get mad at me for saying this," Alex leans in, finding herself face to face with Piper, "you're so fucking hot that it drives me insane", she whispers in the blonde's ear, before starting to kiss her again. A knock on the door startles them, and Piper jumps off of the couch, almost crushingthe small table. Alex looks at her worried, as she's seen the clumsy movement Piper's made. When Nicky Nichols comes in, watches them and smirks, Alex knows she's totally screwed. Nicky won't leave her alone, won't stop making jokes.

"I fucking knew it," Nicky says, nodding, "I'm going to get so drunk tonight, and Tom's going to pay for it."

"Alex," Piper speaks and looks at her worried, because she fears Nicky may tell someone about them.

"Don't worry, Pipes," Alex reassures as she stands up, "she will just bother us, she won't tell anyone," she then turns to face Nicky, "right, Nicole?"

"Don't call me Nicole," Nicky says, rolling her eyes, then remembers the worried look on Piper's face, "don't worry, Pipes," she says, mimicking her friend's voice.