I know I said I was going to lay off the drabbles, but I still write in a drabble community so it was bound to happen that a few more Alex/Olivia ones appeared. :) Also, I was prompted very nicely by Azure Adams so, well...here are a few more. 10 to be exact. And all of them generally happy or funny. Guess I haven't been in the mood for angst for a while, lol. Also, the second five are all pretty much pillow talk; and that's intentional. I wanted to come up with five little such moments. Okay, enough babbling! On to the drabbling!
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Wasn't Sure
Alex awoke facing out. She wasn't sure if she wanted to roll over. She wasn't sure if there would be someone sleeping there or not. So she just lay there.
However, realizing the futility of waiting, she rolled over....
...to meet the gaze of a certain brown-eyed detective.
She tried not to seem too excited but couldn't help smiling, "I wasn't sure if you'd still be here."
Olivia moved a piece of hair off of Alex's forehead and ran a finger down her face, "I wasn't sure, either."
Alex grabbed and held Olivia's hand and whispered "I'm glad you are."
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Her Attorney
When Olivia spotted Alex rushing into the ER, she slurred out to the nurse trying to treat her, "There! Alexs will telll you."
Alex, having no idea what the obviously pain-medicated detective was talking about looked helplessly at the nurse.
"Detective Benson refused to let us call anyone to come get her even though we explained she should not be by herself right now. When we wouldn't let her leave, she threatened to call 'her attorney'. I apologize, but we readily agreed."
Alex shot Olivia a look before answering the nurse, "No need to apologize, I'll take it from here."
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Your Date
Elliot strode into the squad room. He took one look at Olivia and he knew.
"So," he said without preamble, "Your date with Cabot went really well last night, I see."
She frowned at him, "Excuse me?"
"You're glowing."
She gave a harsh, dismissive almost-chuckle, "I do not 'glow'," she stated definitively.
Elliot shrugged. "Okay. Suit yourself."
They fell into a comfortable silence until John walked in. He took one look at Olivia and said without preamble, "Ooooo, your date with Cabot must have gone really well last night."
Olivia could just sense Elliot's smirk.
"Oh, shut up," she muttered.
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Here, Let Me
With the verdict read, Alex started putting her notes and references into her briefcase, not realizing until right then just how many she had. And not realizing just how *heavy* they were until she threw the strap over her shoulder and lifted the briefcase off the table as she turned to leave.
Elliot didn't notice Alex's slight wince but Olivia did and immediately reached out for the briefcase, "Here, let me help with that," she said as she lifted it off Alex's shoulder without waiting for an answer.
With a small smile, Alex thanked her. Elliot just raised an eyebrow.
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My Plan
Olivia grabbed the wine bottle, refilling Alex's glass as the blonde looked at her intensely over the table.
When Olivia put the bottle down Alex spoke, "You sure are being attentive tonight, Detective."
Olivia gave her one of those earth shattering smiles, "All part of my plan."
Alex cocked an eyebrow.
Olivia answered the unspoken question, "My plan to get you into my bed tonight."
Alex, trying to hide the rising blush, grabbed her newly filled wine glass and took a sip.
"So is it working?" Olivia asked.
Alex set her wine glass down and met the detective's gaze. "Yes."
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Healing
They hadn't really acknowledged that night since her return. Which was why Alex opened her eyes and turned her head on the pillow when she felt Olivia lightly trace the scar.
After letting Olivia examine it, Alex finally spoke, not really knowing what else to say, "The FBI surgeons did a good job."
Olivia traced the thin line again, nodding, "I can't even tell it's a..." Olivia trailed off as her eyes filled with tears, unable or unwilling to say 'bullet wound'.
Alex took hold of Olivia's hand and silently pulled the detective into her arms and let her cry.
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Danforth vs. Minnesota
Alex lay sprawled on her back. "That's it," she said between pants, "Danforth vs. Minnesota."
Olivia turned her head, also still catching her breath. "What?!"
"The case I couldn't think of in court today," Alex took a breath, "Danforth vs. Minnesota."
"*That's* what you're thinking about right now? Really?"
Alex chuckled, "I'm sorry, but you have this mind-clearing effect sometimes," she shrugged, "And then things just pop into it." She rolled over so she could look at Olivia, giving her lover a teasing smile, "I've considered bringing you to motion hearings with me, but I don't think Petrovsky would approve."
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Shooting Star
"Do you have any idea how early it is?" Olivia groaned when the alarm went off at three AM.
"Yes, I do, sweetie. But, this is when the viewing is best. You promised."
"I know but I've already wished upon a shooting star," Olivia gave Alex a gentle kiss and a deep sincere look, "And my wish came true," she finished quietly.
Alex's heart melted just a little, "That's very sweet," she returned Olivia's kiss. She then abruptly threw the blankets off the detective, "But get your ass up and get dressed, we have a meteor shower to go watch."
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What Are You Afraid Of?
"The Dark."
Alex sensed in Olivia's demeanor as they lay facing each other that the detective's answer was a true secret and confession.
Olivia was afraid of getting lost in The Dark, or worse, finding herself there.
And Alex was afraid of what lurked hidden in it. "Me, too," she whispered back.
They both went silent, letting that silence acknowledge their respective fears. Olivia then reached out and lightly touched Alex's chin and lips, "But not as much as I used to be."
Alex fought back the tears that threatened to fill her eyes, even managing a smile, "Me, neither."
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Priorities
Olivia awoke to a soft kiss. She smiled and opened her eyes to find Alex sitting next to her on the bed. "I need to run out and get us some coffee," the attorney said.
Olivia frowned, realizing Alex was dressed, "Coffee?"
"I don't have any in the apartment."
Waking up a little more, Olivia realized something, "You're telling me you had whipped cream, strawberries, and chocolate syrup in your apartment but you don't have any coffee?"
Alex blushed slightly as she put another quick peck on Olivia's lips before heading out, "What can I say? I have my priorities."
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