TITLE: Law & Order: SVU – The Fill In
AUTHOR: D M Harper.
SUMMARY: Sometimes letting go only takes one step in the right direction.
PAIRING: Olivia Benson & Original Female Character; Casey Novak & Serena Southerlyn.
RATING: M for mature content.
DISCLAIMER: This story is the work of an over imaginative mind and the basic wish of many gay women who watch and enjoy certain television shows, to see a little v-vroom between two female characters. I like to dabble with the subtext and do so for fun and not for profit. There is no intent to infringe on the copyright of Wolf Studio or USA Television. This entertainment does feature consensual sexual interaction between two females, so if you are underage or unable to view due to restrictions in your part of the world, be gone with you and take my sympathy with you. If you find such material offensive, too bad, so sad, you chose to enter this web site of your own free will, hence you have no one to whine to expect yourself – now bugger off!
A/N: Much appreciation to those who have reviewed. If you haven't, please do so and feed the Muse!
Chapter 7
Nicole crawled into bed at 04:15 and was beyond exhausted. The extensive search of Carl Dalton's apartment had yielded the murder weapon – a carving knife, his blood soaked clothing and him.
Dalton had raped then killed his girlfriend before stabbing her mother during a heated argument over money at the mother's home. Dalton had confessed all to Detectives Roberts and Hooper and Casey five minutes into the interview.
The Captain slept for four hours before showering, eating breakfast and dressing in blue tiger stripe camouflage pants, combat boots and a navy blue SWAT polo shirt.
Throwing on a leather jacket, she collected her weapon, slipped her identification and shield onto her belt and made for the firing range.
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Olivia took a seat in the bunker behind the firing line and watched Nicole go through the first round of shooting. She observed the well-built, dark haired Officer to Nicole's left and assumed he was Lieutenant Brett Todd.
When he retrieved his target, he studied at it then looked at Nicole's and they high fived before patting each other on the shoulder.
Nicole took a drink from her water bottle then took off her cap and sunglasses. Stepping back from the counter, she conversed with Brett while the instructors spoke with each shooter individually, tallying up their scores.
Twenty officers were trialling in the first round and were replaced by another twenty when they moved away from the booths.
Turning around, Nicole grinned when she spotted Olivia. Walking over, she sat down beside her, "Hello. I didn't expect to see you here."
"Hi, how did you go?"
"Thirty out of thirty honey."
Olivia placed her hand on Nicole's right thigh, "Well done sweetie."
"I apologise for not making it over to your place last night. I didn't get home until four fifteen."
"I completely understand and thought I would turn up here to be your cheer squad."
"That's very thoughtful and you are the best looking cheerleader I have ever seen."
Olivia was dressed in brown jeans, black sweater and black overcoat and wearing aviation sunglasses. She smiled sweetly at Nicole and replied, "You look amazing."
An announcement for everyone to don eye and ear protection came over the speakers and the next group of shooters stepped up to the booths to commence firing.
Nicole leaned into Olivia and kissed her on the side of the neck.
Olivia grinned and took hold of her hand. They watched silently as two more groups went through the motions of the first round.
Nicole and Brett both advanced through to the final group of twenty where six would be selected to represent the NYPD in the disciplines of pistol, shotgun and sniper rifle.
By 1600 hours, both had been selected for the team.
Packing her equipment after cleaning it, Nicole approached Olivia and introduced Brett.
"Lieutenant Brett Todd, I'd like to you meet Detective Olivia Benson from the one-six."
They shook hands and exchanged pleasantries.
"I will see you next week for practice Nic, nice to meet you Olivia. I have to go pick up Gayle and the kids from the in-laws."
"See you Brett," replied Nicole as she turned to Olivia. "Would you like to grab a bite to eat?"
"Sure."
"Great, follow me to my place and I will cook up a storm."
"You are on," replied Olivia effervescently.
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"Excuse me while I take a quick shower. Make yourself at home and there is beer in the fridge," advised Nicole once she closed the front door of her home.
Olivia took off her coat and hung it up while Nicole ran down the hall and into the bedroom. Going into the kitchen, Olivia withdrew a bottle of Budweiser and went into the living room. She went over to the wall filled with picture frames containing photos of Nicole's family and several of her with Alex Eames, Serena and a good-looking dark haired woman of the same height that she did not recognise.
There was a snapshot of a teenaged Nicole with her arms wrapped around another blonde standing beside a surfboard on the beach. Both were in their late teens and dressed in wet suites. They were beaming at the photographer and obviously in love.
Moving to the wall cabinet, Olivia studied the personal mementoes, awards and trophies for shooting and various sports with interest. She was looking at Nicole's bravery medals when the tall blonde called from the kitchen.
"Is pasta okay with you?"
"Yes it is. You have a good looking family Nicole. It's easy to see where you get your good genes from."
"Thank you and I'm blessed with good Nordic DNA."
Olivia replied charmingly, "Yes you are."
"And Detective, you are simply breathtaking," countered Nicole as she grabbed a cold beer and started to prepare dinner.
Olivia joined her moments later at the bench and they discussed the Dalton case while Nicole cooked. The conversation continued over the duration of the meal then they retired to the living room.
Nicole turned on the stereo and selected soft ballads for background music. "Would you like a tour of the house?" she asked before they sat down.
"I'd like that."
Nicole took Olivia's hand and led her down the hall. After showing her the study, gym room, two guest rooms, common bathroom and laundry, they arrived at Nicole's spacious and open bedroom in the rear of the house. There was a large ensuite with a spa bath, a walk-in robe and a king sized bed. The decor was autumn tones with a hint of country influence.
"Your closet is as big as my living room," cracked Olivia.
"I like your apartment; it is very cosy and inviting."
Olivia pulled Nicole into her arms, "So are you."
Nicole wrapped her arms over Olivia's shoulders, "You falter me."
Smiling, Olivia vowed, "If either one of our phones ring, I will shoot it."
"Oh Detective, there is that flash of temper again."
With hands gently caressing up Nicole's back, Olivia replied, "Remind me to give you back your file, it's in my car. There may be a few pages stuck together after I drooled over your exploits."
"Is that what got you all hot and bothered last night?" asked Nicole before lightly kissing behind Olivia's left ear and massaging the back of her head.
"Yes and the fact I had a really nice dinner with you and found you extraordinarily attractive and fascinating."
Nicole smiled at the compliments, "I just wanted you to know I was promoted for no other reason than on merit and my abilities, not my connections."
"I already knew that and you have wonderfully soft hands."
"Thank you and you do realise that once we kiss I won't be able to stop."
With dilated eyes on display, Olivia made eye contact with Nicole's piercing blues, "I was hoping. I want you Nicole; I have done since we met a month ago."
Nicole groaned audibly and deeply, "The attraction is completely mutual I assure you."
"Then why are you hesitant?"
"Olivia, I really like you but I don't want to rush and lose my head."
"Then we will slow it down," replied Olivia understandably as she nuzzled into Nicole's neck and softly kissed the exposed skin.
"I ... oh ... I... oh this is ridiculous," stuttered Nicole before placing her hands on the sides of Olivia's smiling face and lowering her lips to hers.
The kiss was gentle as each woman delighted in the texture and taste of new lips against their own. Nicole languorously savoured every inch of Olivia's luscious lips before seeking entry to her mouth.
Olivia was fast losing herself in the contact, her every sense was energised and when Nicole's tongue asked for access, she willing complied and moaned gutturally when their tongues collided. Her hands reached up and released Nicole's ponytail. Olivia's fingers trailed through the silken strands before resting on Nicole's hips and pulling her forward.
Nicole hands tenderly touched Olivia's face as the kiss intensified. She slowly trailed her fingers down Olivia's throat leaving a line of scorching heat. Her cell phone resonated and there was a dual groan of disappointment.
Pulling apart, she asked, "Do you have your gun handy?"
"Yes and I'm more than ready to use it."
Reaching for the infuriating phone on her belt, Nicole noted, "It's the Stationhouse. Hello Captain Bracken speaking."
"Captain, Hooper here. Sorry to disturb you, but we have had a death in the holding cells."
"Who is it?" inquired Nicole.
"Carl Dalton, he was due to be transported to Central later."
"Shit, I will be there in five."
"The ME and CSU are on scene Cap and their first impression is it was a suicide."
"Okay Detective and thank you for the call." She closed her phone and looked at Olivia. "Dalton is dead and here comes an internal investigation."
Olivia straightened up her sweater, "I'll drive baby."
"Go home honey, it's going to be a long night."
Taking Nicole by the hand, Olivia replied, "I'd like to help. Besides I've got nothing better to do now."
"Okay, but I want you to stay no later than nine o'clock and that's an order."
Olivia scoffed playfully, "Yes Captain."
The twosome headed for the door after Nicole collected her gun and equipment.
She pulled Olivia into her arms at the door and kissed her affectionately, "By the way, that was some kind of kiss before."
Olivia smiled brightly, "It certainly was sweetheart."
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After speaking with Assistant Medical Examiner Fielding and CSU Technicians, Nicole organised interviews and reports with all Officers on duty.
Doctor Fielding had given a preliminary report at the station indicating Dalton had used his shirt sleeve to fashion a noose which he then tied to the outer lock of the cell and fell forward while on his knees. Dalton had been alone in the cell at the time and all evidence collected by CSU supported that finding and theory. After reviewing the recording of the holding cells area, it was confirmed Dalton had taken his own life while Officers had been dealing with a fight that had broken out between five other prisoners housed in the drunk tank. With all hands on deck to quell the outbreak of violence, it left the monitors unmanned and Dalton was free to carry out his deed without interruption.
Nicole sent Olivia home at 2110 hours after she had assisted with the interviews and collated the statements. The Captain returned to her office to prepare her own report while waiting for a preliminary autopsy report and Crime Lab results.
Chief Muldrew attended the Precinct at 2230 hours while on his way home from a family function and was in the Captain's office when the post-mortem findings indicated no foul play was involved. Once he had viewed the tape of Dalton's suicide, the Chief commended Nicole on handling the situation in a speedy and competent manner. She in turn passed the commendation onto her Detectives and the Officers on duty on the ground floor.
Climbing into bed just before midnight, Nicole's thoughts turned to Olivia and their upcoming date to the movies. She slept soundly with the attractive brunette firmly entrenched in her dreams.
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