A/N: A return of Niko and Dimitri for those of you that requested more of them…;)

Olivia makes peace with the donkey.

Last day in Paradise…

Enjoy and, as always, I would love a review to hear what you think!

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OOO

The waves could be heard through the open bedroom window, the gentle lull approaching and retreating across the smooth stones as Olivia lay, eyes closed, listening to the beauty that was her favorite place—the ocean. She smiled to herself, so content, feeling her wife's gentle breathing against her neck, the blonde's arm wrapped possessively around her middle. The air was already warm, cicadas had already begun buzzing, singing their chorus in the trees. She opened her eyes now and looked just to her right at the beautiful face beside her. Porcelain skin with just a hint of color, naturally pink lips, so full and soft, those cerulean eyes not yet open for the day.

Olivia took a small, deep breath, smiling to herself. Their vacation had been amazingly wonderful, beautiful, and awe-inspiring and Olivia knew that this was only the beginning of their wonderful life together.

She felt Alex stir beside her and looked down once again. Seeing the blonde attorney smiling, her belly did flip-flops as she stretched and squeaked, rolling over onto her back and raising her arms above her head, reaching up and back.

"Mmmm…good morning, Baby…" the blonde moaned contentedly before opening those blue eyes and fixing them on her own.

"Good morning, Babe…" Olivia turned onto her side and placed her hand on Alex's ribcage, her thumb gently stroking the gentle curve below her breast.

"Mmmm…" she moaned again. "Getting started early, detective…" She smiled again, eyes closed.

Olivia laughed. "Time is of the essence…what is time? Life is a cookie…"

Alex laughed. "America's Sweethearts reference?"

"Of course…" Olivia propped herself up on her right elbow and looked at her beautiful wife, eyes roaming over her naked form before leaning in and kissing her shoulder softly.

"Beam-sala-beam…" Alex said, giggling.

The two women found themselves laughing hysterically now, giggling uncontrollably.

"It's much bigger than coins," Olivia added, causing the blonde to laugher even harder.

"Oh, Liv…" she sighed.

A noise coming from the kitchen—a ringing?

"What's that?" Olivia asked, looking at Alex.

Both women's eyes were wide, smiles still there.

"It sounds like a phone…" Alex answered.

"Not my phone…not your phone…"

The ringing continued.

"Maybe that old turquoise phone on that little table in the kitchen?"

Olivia moved the thin sheet from her body and slipped out of bed. "I'll see…" She walked out of the bedroom and stood, holding her elbows and staring at the circa 1985 rotary phone on the small telephone stand, listening to the last echoes of the final ring. She waited. Nothing.

The brunette walked back into the bedroom and saw Alex now sitting up, beautiful torso exposed, hair tousled, sleepy eyes, full lips, and Olivia felt the familiar twitching in her groin. She smiled at the blonde and climbed on the bed, creeping toward her like a lioness.

Alex smiled and reached for Olivia's face as the brunette approached and straddled her wife. Hands roamed from her jaw to her shoulders to her breasts, squeezing them firmly, lust already in the attorney's eyes, her mouth parted.

She squeezed firmly, kneading them, before sitting up and taking a pebbled nipple into her mouth and sucking firmly.

"Ahh…babe…" Olivia moaned.

The ringing started again, both ladies laughing.

"We haven't had a problem with that phone since we got here," Alex tried, still kissing the brunette's cleavage and continuing to grope Olivia.

"Let me see, Babe."

"No…" Alex whined, trying to clench Olivia's backside to hold her there.

"I'll be back…" Olivia smiled, climbing off of the blonde and slipping into the kitchen again. She eyed the phone again as it rang before lifting the receiver and putting it to her ear. "Hello?"

She felt arms slither around her waist, moving up to her breasts as she spoke.

"Oh, hi, Niko…" Alex's left hand cradled her breasts, her right hand slipping downward. "A yacht? Uh, yeah…"

Alex's fingers continued stroking the detective, Olivia trying hard not to moan.

"I don't know…let me ask…" Olivia turned, hand over the mouthpiece, Alex's mouth crashing into hers, tongue probing. Olivia peeled her lips away, smiling, trying to talk, "Al…the guys have a friend who has a yacht and they'll have it for a couple of hours today around three. They want to know…" Alex's mouth found her earlobe and the blonde began sucking, "…if we…uh…want to go on a ride around the island…"

"Sure…" Alex tried, now in between kissing her wife's shoulders and chest.

Olivia returned to the call, "Yeah, we'll come…"

"Yes…we will," Alex tried, still kissing the brunette.

Olivia laughed, "OK…OK, just in front of the house? All right, Niko…see you then…" Olivia hung up the phone and turned, Alex aggressively pressing her mouth to the detective's once again.

Frantically, they made it to the bedroom, falling on the bed, Olivia backing up and Alex's mouth going right for her core. Olivia reached back to the headboard, gripping the thin poles of the brass bed frame, Alex's mouth getting to work quickly.

Within moments, the brunette was calling out, squealing with pleasure as she climaxed.

Panting, Olivia whispered, "My God, Alex…"

Alex kissed her way up the brunette's body and then lay next to her. "A yacht, huh?"

"Yeah…a yacht," Olivia tried, still in her afterglow.

"Livin' the life…" Alex said softly.

"With my beautiful wife," Olivia added, the two laughing once again.

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With a breakfast of eggs and toast with honey having been made and eaten, dishes cleaned, Alex took her cell phone out to check in with Casey at their penthouse. She dialed the number and let it ring as she walked out the front door, into the warm, salty air, and waited. Olivia had gone on a jog as Alex cleaned up, the brunette wanting to get a run in before it got too hot.

"Hey, honeymooner…" Casey beamed.

"Hey, Case…"

"How are the newlyweds? Is paradise all it's cracked up to be?"

"Oh, Casey…more than that…it's been so amazing here. You should come some time."

"You and Olivia still all over each other?"

"Without a doubt, Case…" the blonde smiled. "How is everything there? You and Melinda living it up?"

"Yeah, you know it. We've only broken a couple of things…but we replaced them with cheaper versions," the red head joked.

"And our baby?"

"Hillary? Does she always eat so much?"

Alex giggled, "She likes her food. You're measuring it, right? Liv will have a fit if she's gained weight…we just got her to an acceptable weight, by the vet's standards."

"Oh…you wanted me to measure the food?"

"Casey…" Alex warned.

"I'm kidding. Yes, I have been measuring it but sometimes, at night, she looks at me with those big blue eyes, then looks at her empty dish, then back at me and I put a little more in there. Just between you and me."

Alex walked toward the water. "Seriously, Casey…she can't gain weight. The first thing Olivia will do when we get back is weigh her…"

"I got it, I got it…"

Alex let her toes sink into the sand. "Can you still pick us up on Monday night?"

"Of course…your cleaning team is coming on Saturday and Melinda's staying with me Sunday night…I'll come by after work on Monday and pick you up."

"OK…" Alex began walking toward the side of the house, spotting Olivia up near the chain linked fence. "We'll call you with the flight info when we get to Athens…but the flight should come in around nine…"

Alex noticed Olivia up by the fence and she began walking toward her wife, not believing what she was seeing—the donkey and Olivia, in harmony.

"OK, Case…we'll talk soon, OK?"

"Later hater…"

The call was disconnected and Alex approached the brunette carefully.

"Liv?" Alex smiled. "I see you've made a new friend?"

Olivia turned from scratching underneath the donkey's chin and smiled, "Oh, Uncle Jessie? Yeah, we've bonded…"

"Uncle Jessie?"

"I named him after the ladies man on Full House, Mr. John Stamos. I figured, he liked my chest so much, he must be good with the ladies."

"Well, wonders never cease…" Alex smiled, slithering her arms around the brunette.

"He's on the other side of the fence, Babe…I don't think I'd feel the same if I was in there with him."

"Love Fest 2009 all up in here…"

"Donkey lovin'…" Olivia smiled.

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Alex and Olivia waited in front of the house—Olivia with her white bikini and a white, gauze cover-up over it, black flip-flops on, and Alex with her light blue bikini, a white tank and a sheer, black sarong over hers, also in flip-flops. Alex also sported a large straw hat, both women wearing sunglasses.

"Is your stomach gonna be OK on the boat?" Alex asked, rubbing the brunette's back.

"Yes, Babe…" Olivia kissed the blonde. "I'll be fine…You brought the sun block?"

"Right here in my bag…" Alex patted the fabric hobo bag slung over her shoulder.

They watched as a beautiful fifty-foot yacht made its way toward them, its loud horn signaling the guy's arrival. One of the brothers, Niko, jumped into a small motorized raft that was attached to the yacht. He unattached the tether and pulled the cord to start the engine, the orange raft quickly making its way toward the women. He smiled and waved as he approached.

"They're cuties, huh?" Olivia smiled.

"Puppy dogs…" Alex smiled.

The raft entered the shore, sliding on the sand beneath, before Niko hopped out and approached them, "Ladies…" he held his hand out and Alex took it, as he helped her in first, the tiny contraption tossing from side to side, the blonde unsteady on her feet.

She looked back at her wife. "Don't even think about it, Liv…"

"I'm not…" Olivia smiled.

Niko then helped Olivia in and then got in himself before the three zoomed back to the yacht. The young man hooked the raft back to the large schooner and motioned to the ladder. "After you, ladies…"

Alex climbed up first, Olivia following, and then Niko.

Once on the yacht, Alex sighed. "Wow…this is beautiful…"

There were two other men on the yacht besides Niko and Dimitri.

"This is Andoni and this is Spiro…friends, also brothers."

The women exchanged handshakes and pleasantries and then followed the men to the rattan furniture in the center, a low table in between filled with trays of cheese, grapes, crackers, and a couple of bottles of liquor, wine, and glasses.

"Are you boys old enough to drink?" Olivia asked as they all sat.

"I am twenty-four…" Niko began and then turned to his brother, "…and Dimitri is twenty-two."

"OK…just making sure…Babe…?" Olivia looked at Alex and Alex took a gift bagged bottle from her bag and handed it to Niko.

"A gift from us…thank you for your hospitality…" Alex smiled.

"Thank you…" Niko unwrapped the bottle, producing a customary bottle of brandy called Metaxa. "Is wonderful…have you try this?" Niko asked.

"No…we haven't tried it…I know it's potent stuff…and that it's the best brandy here in Greece." Alex smiled.

"Would you like a little of this or some wine?" Spiro asked.

All four men were very similar, classic good Greek looks, dark hair, tanned, physically fit, dark bedroom eyes.

"Um…" Alex looked at Olivia, "…what do you think, Babe?"

"Maybe a little wine…I don't think liquor is a good idea right now at three in the afternoon."

"I'd like to try it…" Alex spouted.

"Metaxa all around?"

Olivia looked at Alex, "Don't get drunk on me, Babe…" She smiled.

"Don't take advantage of me, Babe…"

"Sure…let's have some brandy…" Olivia finally answered.

Spiro opened the bottle and poured everyone a bit as Andoni took the helm, and began steering the yacht toward the open seas, hot wind blowing the women's hair wildly. Alex took a black bandana from her bag and handed her hat to Olivia as she tied it on and then returned her hat to her head. Olivia put her wavy locks in a hair band before all picked up their glasses in a toast.

"To the beautiful Americans!" Niko toasted, "Στην υγειά σας! Cheers!"

"Cheers!" Alex and Olivia repeated.

Music began to play. "You say you like this singer, Despina Vandi…I have a CD for you to take back…" Niko reached behind him to the cushions and produced a burned CD. "Listen and remember your trip to Greece…" he smiled and winked.

As the liquor began flowing, the conversation going, the men were eager to hear about life in New York City. The yacht turned and began traveling along the coastline, mountains and tiny villages scattered on the peaks and valleys, beaches and separate coves along the way. The water was magically blue and the seas fairly calm.

Spiro and Andoni told them that they had family in New York and said that in Astoria, there was a huge Greek community and that the town had some of the best Greek restaurants owned by people that had emigrated from Greece many years ago.

"So…you're detective…yes?" Spiro asked, topping off Olivia's glass, followed by Alex's.

Alex was already beginning to feel quite warm and fuzzy, her upper lip perspiring in the heat of the day.

"I am…"

"Big, bad detective," Alex oozed.

Olivia smiled at her wife, rubbing her back lightly, fingers tracing her spine, sending shivers down her body. She leaned into the touch.

"You have badge and gun?" Andoni inquired.

"Yes, with a badge and gun…the whole bit."

"How do you dress? In a dress like the bar?"

Olivia laughed, "No, no…hardly. I wear pants, usually, or jeans and blouses, jackets."

"So…like a man…" Dimitri offered.

Olivia laughed again, "I suppose. It's easier to fit in with the other guys in the squad. I can't dress…sexy…at work…"

"That's for home…" Alex added, leaning into Olivia now, her lips just inches from the brunette's, "…and for vacation…but she even looks sexy in her work clothes…how can she not? Look at her…" Alex pressed her lips to the brunette's, softly yet quickly.

The men smiled at each other before looking back at Alex and Olivia.

"And you? You dress in jeans for work?" Niko addressed Alex.

Olivia smiled at Alex, "Let me take this one, Babe…" Olivia took Alex's hand into her lap.

Alex motioned for the brunette to go ahead.

"This one…" Olivia thumbed in the direction of her wife, "…dresses sexy every day…tight skirts, beautiful blouses, high heels…and she wears these glasses that just…mmm…do it for me…"

"Glasses? We have no seen glasses."

"Well, she usually wears them and they just complete her whole attorney look…" Olivia leaned in to Alex, "…but when she doesn't wear them…just look at those eyes…"

"Quite beautiful," Spiro added, smiling, the other men nodding in agreement.

Alex leaned in to Olivia's ear, "I have to use the ladies room…"

"The bathroom? Is downstairs. Come I will to show you." Niko stood offering his hand. Alex took it and stood, slightly wobbly on her feet.

"Careful there, tiger," Olivia smiled. "Want me to come, Babe?"

"I got it, Liv…" Alex followed Niko down the stairs, the young man still holding her hand, helping guide her. "I can't have any more…" she said to herself.

"Here you go…" Niko smiled, motioning to the door. "You need help back up the stairs?"

"I think I can get it, Niko…thank you…"

He turned and went back up the steps to the hull to join the group.

Alex closed the door of the cramped bathroom and removed her sarong, placing it on the sink in front of her. She pulled her bikini bottoms down and sat.

She was really feeling the brandy. She would have to stop of she didn't want a repeat of their first night there. Finishing, she stood and put her bottoms back on and tied her sarong before washing her hands and returning up stairs.

OOO

"So…is nice you are detective. To have the woman a cop," Andoni said, topping off the ladies' glasses again.

Olivia reached for a piece of cheese and a few grapes, feeling like she needed something in her stomach. They hadn't eaten since breakfast and she was hungry. "I love it…being in law enforcement. I like putting the bad guys away."

Alex came up the steps, just as the yacht hit a wave, swaying to the left and then right before grabbing onto the back of the guy's chair.

Olivia stood to help her, "You got it?"

"Yes, Babe… I got it…" Alex made her way back to her seat next to Olivia.

"The bad guys? What bad thing they do? For example?"

"I deal with rapists, pedophiles, people that abuse the elderly and other abusive persons. It's called Special Victims Unit. It's in a separate category than your normal crimes, like robberies, petty theft, arson, murder." She turned to Alex. "Alex is the prosecuting attorney for the cases I work. So I arrest them and book them, find evidence so that this one can prosecute them and, hopefully, send them away for a long time…" She smiled at Alex, "Right, Babe…?"

"Exactly," Alex whispered, smiling.

Olivia could see that her wife was feeling good.

Alex reached for a small plate and filled it with grapes, cheese and small circular toasts. "I'm starving, Liv…"

Olivia smiled and rubbed her back again. "Then eat, Babe."

"So tell us…boys…was inviting us just a hospitable thing to do, out of the kindness of your heart, or did your father put you up to it?" Olivia asked, eating another bunch of grapes.

"Well…to be the good hosts to our country, of course. But, you are very beautiful and we want to spend time with the beautiful American womans. Maybe dance, have some drinks…"

"Hmm, dancing, huh?" Olivia smiled.

"Do you like to dance?"

Alex laughed, "This one loves to dance…" She shoved a cracker with cheese into her mouth.

"Well, we should dance, then…" Niko began, motioning for Andoni to turn the music up.

Before they knew it, Olivia had taken Niko's hand as Dru Hill's How Deep is Your Love began to play. They moved to one side, Olivia walking to the beat, already dancing, to the open section of the hull, Olivia raised her arms in the air, moving her hips, her eyes on Alex, motioning for the blonde to join her.

Alex rose and danced toward her wife. Once there, Olivia put her hands on the blonde's hips and the two began moving to the music, Alex's forearms on Olivia's shoulders, hands clasping the back of her head, light fingers scratching her scalp. Olivia closed her eyes and smiled, continuing to move to the beat, the men around them, dancing as well, enjoying the show. Olivia and Alex were in their own world, though, hips pressed to each other, Olivia's hands now on the blonde's backside.

Alex turned around and Olivia placed her hands on the blonde's belly, their hips gyrating to the beat as How Do You Want It by 2Pac came on next. Andoni came up behind Olivia, grinding into her, and Dimitri came up and danced in front of Alex, neither woman minding as Niko took some pictures with his own camera and Spiro tended to the mast, steering the boat, Olivia now hearing the engine turn off.

"Your phone? To take pictures and video?" Niko asked Olivia holding her phone sideways in front of him.

Olivia nodded, indicating it was OK. They continued dancing, pausing to smile occasionally, but mostly ignoring the camera, Olivia now only focusing on the wetness growing between her legs from being pressed against her wife. Alex turned and Olivia could see that the blonde's pupils were dilated, her orbs darkened with desire. The men around and behind them continuing to dance as closely as possible.

The song ended and Olivia kissed Alex and then the women hugged the men, a thank you for the dance.

"Unfortunately…we are back to the house," Dimitri said with regret in his voice.

"Already?" Olivia looked around. "Oh, we are here…"

Lately by Jodeci began to play, almost as on cue—a sad song for their parting.

"Gentlemen…and that's what you've been…thank you for a wonderful time," Olivia smiled.

Niko held his hand out and Olivia put hers into it before he brought it to his mouth, kissing it softly and bowing. The other three men said their goodbyes, hugging and kissing on both cheeks before Niko walked the ladies down the ladder and back into the dinghy to take them back to the house.

The got to the shore and climbed out if the raft and Niko said, "You have the business card I gave you, yes?"

"Yes, I have it," Olivia smiled.

"It has our email on it. Please to email some pictures and to tell me how you like the CD, OK?"

"We will, Niko…thank you for everything…"

Niko kissed Alex on both cheeks and then Olivia, "You are two very beautiful womans…μεγάλη αγάπη μεγάλη διάρκεια ζωής…long love, long life…and the lever number eight…" He winked.

"Yes…thank you…" Olivia said, her eyes tearing as Alex slipped her arm around the brunette's waist and they watched Niko climb back in, wave, and head back to the yacht, the other men on the large boat waving as well.

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AAA

After a shower and a nap, the women decided to cook what was left of the food remaining in their small refrigerator. Olivia decided to try a new recipe—making a Greek dish Olivia came up with on the fly called beef and orzo pasta that she had eaten at one of the tavernas or, κρέας και χυλοπίτες. They had bought a small amount of the ingredients for just the two of them and needed to cook them so that they wouldn't go to waste. The next morning, they would have just enough coffee and just enough toast that they would have gotten rid of all of their groceries, leaving the refrigerator clean for the next guests.

As Olivia cooked, Alex packed their suitcases—the perfect team.

Alex exited the bedroom and stood watching her wife at the stove. The blonde folded her arms and leaned against the door jamb, watching the detective bend over to check the oven in her large v-neck gray t-shirt that hit at the mid thigh, the blonde catching a tiny glimpse of that perfect ass. Alex was wearing her short silken, lavender robe she had brought from home

Alex finally spoke, "All done, Babe…all we need to do is pack what we're wearing…which isn't much…" Alex smirked, "…and pack our toiletries."

Olivia turned from taking two water glasses from the cabinet and then moving to the refrigerator for the large bottle of water. "You mean pack your Sephora store?"

"Ha, ha…" Alex deadpanned. "That joke is funny every time, Liv…" Alex smiled and walked up to the brunette, putting her hands on her waist and taking a deep breath, looking into cocoa orbs. "This is it, huh?" Alex pressed her forehead to Olivia's.

"Yeah, it is, Babe…in a couple days we'll be back in Manhattan." Olivia pressed her lips to the blonde's, relishing in the touch before parting her lips and Alex felt the brunette caressing her lips.

Alex opened her mouth, inviting Olivia in further, feeling her eyes roll back and her core burn with arousal.

She pulled away slowly. "That smells so good, Baby…I love the way you can just come up with these recipes…it's a talent."

"Should I have my own cooking show?"

"I'd watch it…" Alex kissed Olivia's neck. "Haute Cuisine, with your host Olivia Cabot-Benson…" Alex kissed the brunette's cleavage.

Olivia laughed, tilting her head back to give the blonde better access.

"Let's eat, Babe…it's ready…"

"I'm exhausted but I'm ready, too…" Alex slapped the brunette's backside as she bent over again to take the pan from the oven.

"Jeez, Alex…" Olivia set the pan on the counter before rubbing her backside. "Warn a girl…" Olivia smiled, kissing the blonde quickly. "Let's eat…"

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OOO

With the kitchen scrubbed spotless, everything ready for their early departure the following morning, the two women lay in bed in the darkness, the open windows once again creating a soothing peaceful lull as they lay, Olivia's head on Alex's stomach, the brunette facing her as she lay curled up perpendicular to the blonde.

Alex stroked Olivia's hair as she spoke her voice lazy with impending sleep, "This has been something, huh?"

"Absolutely…the best honeymoon, Al…" Olivia moaned peacefully, kissing the soft skin just above Alex's belly button.

"Did you set the alarm on your phone?"

Olivia sat up and reached for the phone, checking its settings, before putting it back on the bedside table. "All set, Babe…" She returned to Alex's belly, Alex continuing her stroking.

Alex took a deep breath and yawned. "I'm so exhausted, though, Babe…it was surprisingly fun today on the yacht."

"Surprisingly?"

"I thought it would be us fending off the horny boys…yet again…"

"They were gentlemen…but, they admitted to me that they just wanted to see us again…they were smitten."

"When did they say that?"

"When you were feeding your face with crackers and cheese…"

Alex pinched Olivia's side firmly.

"Ow! Alex!"

"Well, who could blame them…they had already seen you naked. Maybe they thought there would be a repeat performance…"

Olivia sat up now. "That I would just willingly strip for them if they got enough liquor in me?"

Alex shrugged her shoulders, smiling.

"You're something, you know that?" Olivia now straddled the blonde and began pinching her sides and tickling her mercilessly.

"OK, OK…" Alex begged, holding the brunette's hands.

"Maybe I wanted to see that, Liv…"

Even in the darkness, Olivia could see the blonde's suddenly serious face.

"You are the most beautiful woman in the world…" Alex whispered.

Olivia witnessed the blonde's eyes tear in the moonlight, welling with wetness quickly. A tear ran down her cheek and she laughed lightly.

"I don't know how I got so lucky…being married to you…getting to spend the rest of my life with you…" Alex's voice shook with emotion.

Olivia looked at Alex, leaning closer, "I feel the same, Baby…we have a lot of things to start planning when we get back."

Alex nodded, "I know…a lot…" Another tear fell.

Olivia wiped the tears from her face and leaned in, kissing her wife resolutely.

"Sleep or sex?" Olivia smiled.

"Oh, I think I have one burst in me before I pass out…" Alex smiled, wide grin in the darkness.

Olivia kissed Alex again, "Then burst away, babe…burst away…"

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