Title: A Cabenson Christmas

Author's Note: As always, these characters aren't mine. They belong to Dick Wolf and NBC.

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Day Seven: Prompt: Imagine Person A singing "Do You Want To Build A Snowman?" to Person B, dragging them outside while it's snowing. They start a snowman-building competition and after a while, Person A calls B over. In Person A's snowman's hand lies a small box and Person B's eyes widen as A asks for their hand.

"It snowed!" Alex whispers excitedly, standing at the window overlooking the city. "Liv, wake up! It snowed!"

Olivia bolts upright startled from her sound sleep. "Wha?"

Alex bursts into the bedroom, already pulling on jeans and a jacket. "It snowed!"

Olivia blinks, rubbing at her tired eyes. "What?"

Alex huffs, annoyed. "It snowed," she says. "Do you wanna build a snowman?"

Olivia groans, throwing her pillow over her face. "Please don't."

"It doesn't have to be a snowman."

"Go away, Alex."

Alex snickers, pulling the pillow off Olivia's face. "Do you wanna build a snowman? Or a snowfort in the Park?"

"I hate that song."

Alex rolls her eyes, climbing up onto the bed. She straddles Olivia, pinning her hands above her head. "Do you wanna build a snowman?"

Olivia whines, closing her eyes tightly. "This is a terribly unfair situation. Why do you hate me?"

Alex laughs and leans down to kiss Olivia softly. "I love you."

"There's no way I'm getting out of this, is there?"

Alex shakes her head. "Come on, let's go and play." She hops off Olivia and heads to the kitchen, still singing.

Olivia shakes her head, grinning. She gets out of bed, pulls on snow-appropriate clothes, and brushes her teeth. She meets Alex in the kitchen a few minutes later.

"I thought you were going to try to stay in bed," Alex says, handing Olivia a mug of coffee.

Olivia takes a sip of her coffee, moaning appreciatively. "I would've, but you seem awfully excited and who am I to deny you this even though I can't begin to fathom why you'd be so happy about snow."

Alex grins, leaning over to kiss Olivia. "I love you."

Olivia laughs against her lips. "So you've said."

"I'm not allowed to tell you more than once per day?"

"Of course you are," Olivia says, leaning up to kiss Alex. "I love you."

It takes them a while longer to finally get outside, but as soon as they get out into the snow Alex immediately launches into a snowman-building competition.

If it was a real competition, they would both lose.

Olivia's snowman is nothing more than two oversized snowballs stacked on top of each other with two rocks for the eyes and more snow for the mouth.

Alex's snowman is a bit better in that it has three sections, rocks for the eyes and mouth, and twigs for arms, but it is still lopsided and misshapen and Alex can't bring herself to look at it for more than a few minutes at a time.

When she is finished building her snowman, Alex glances over at Olivia, relieved to find that she is glaring at her own snowman with her hands on her hips. Very quickly, she slips a small box from her jacket pocket and rests it on the fork of the snowman's twig arm.

"Oh come on," Olivia says, turning around to see Alex's snowman. "How is your so good and mine is so...blah?"

Alex laughs. "Yours is missing a section."

Olivia looks down at her snowman, frowning. "Oh." She shakes her head and walks over to Alex's snowman, carefully inspecting it until her gaze falls on the little box on its hand. She picks up the box and looks at Alex, quirking her eyebrow.

Alex looks down at the ground, wringing her hands. "Open it."

Olivia pops open the top of the box and looks down at the most beautiful engagement ring she has ever seen. She looks back up at Alex and swallows hard.

Alex meets her eyes, grinning. "You and I," she says, "we've had a long of ups and downs, a lot of missteps, a lot of screw-ups. But we've also had a lot of good times, and I know we have so much more to go through together. So I'm asking you, Olivia Benson: Will you marry me?"

Olivia nods, tears welling in her eyes. "Yes," she says. "Yes, absolutely."

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