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Alex's POV

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It took just one hour since I entered the D.A Office the next morning, for my best friend to find me after a meeting with Liz and drag me to my own office. And if that absurd lovesick smile that seemed glued to my face was any indication, I was sure she knew why I didn't return her calls the night before when I was erm... Occupied in other activities with my girlfriend.

Said smile only widened futher when I thought about the previous evening, and a few attorneys looked at me funny as we crossed the hallway and entered my office, or rather Serena pratically pushed me inside quite eagerly before closing the door behind her.

But despite her eagerness, I wasn't going to give up so easily.

I went through my usual routine, taking my time as I placed my briefcase on the desk and opening it to pull out the paperwork I needed for the new case.

I could feel Serena's gaze burning a hole on the side of my head; I knew how impatient she was, and the fact that I was taking all the time I needed, was making her even more curious and probably even a bit annoyed, but I couldn't resist the temptation.

I took my lips between my teeth to keep myself from laughing, but the look of pure amusement that was covering my face was difficult to hide, and Serena noticed it immediately, finally giving up to the fact that I was going to talk first.

"There's something you want to share with the class, Miss Cabot?"

I could hear how she tried with anything to keep that same curiosity that was killing her out of her voice and pretend to sound like a severe mother, but she failed miserably, and when I looked up and I saw her trying to narrow dangerously her eyes at me, I just couldn't help myself and I started laughing.

Of course my reaction wasn't the one she was expecting.

"Really Alex!?" She uncrossed her arms, extending them rigidly along her sides, her fists clenched, and the threatening look on her face appeared almost convincing for a few seconds, until she herself shook her head and started chuckling softly along with me.

"I'm sorry Serena," I offered at last when I recovered, still a little breathless. "I just couldn't resist."

She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I swear Alex, sometimes I wonder if you are still the same girl I met in college, only with a better sense of fashion."

"Hey!" At that my head snapped up from my files to look at her, feeling a bit insulted at that last comment.

And this time, she was the one that started laughing, mostly because of the look on my face.

"Relax Alex, but I must say that in this moment I feel just like that time when you returned in the dorm the morning after you spent the night frolicking around with that girl of the third year... What was her name again?"

I groaned at that memory, remembering when I returned to find a very worried Serena pacing back and forth in our shared dorm room while she was waiting for me. A memory that in part warmed my heart knowing that I had a friend that always kept an eye on me. A small smile tugged at my lips as I looked at that same now grown woman that was standing across from me in my office, even this time waiting for an explaination.

"Allison..." I conceded at last. "And we weren't 'frolicking around', we spent the night doing...Ehm... Other things!" I heard her chuckle quitely and muttering an 'Oh, I bet' before I continued, returning to the real matter. "Anyway, you are right. I'm sorry Serena, I should have called you back last night, it's just that I was... busy."

"I called you six times Alex!" Now she sounded definitely more amused and exasperated than annoyed or worried, and I thought that maybe it wasn't the case to tell her that that was exactly the same number of the times I screamed Liv's name to the heavens the previous night as she made love to me like there was no tomorrow.

But it wasn't necessary.

The furious blush that creep up my neck covering my whole face, burning till the tip of my ears at the very fresh memory, was enough for Serena to start shaking with laughter.

"Ok, you know what? I don't wanna hear it!" She said through a barely contained chuckle before she continued, adopting a more serious expression but with also a sincere smile tugging at her lips. "But I'm so very happy that everything is alright."

She walked in front of me, pulling me into a hug that I returned with even more force.

Serena was like my sister, we had always been there for each other, and this time she was there when I didn't know what to do. When I was desperate and needed comfort and help, and even if she didn't agree with my choice, she was there anyway, supporting me.

"Thank you Serena." I said when we parted, meaning every word, and hoping that she could feel how much she meant to me as much as I hoped she could see it in the gratitude lying in my eyes.

"Aw, don't even say it Al, you would have done the same for me." She dismissed with another sincere smile. But she was right. I would have hated nothing more than to see one of the persons I loved more suffer like this, but I would have done everything to help her in case the same would have happened to her lover.

I nodded, swallowing the small lump that was forming in my throat as I thought about all that happened in the last few days, feeling as if I was thinking about entire months back.

"So," She said excitedly, pulling me back from those thoughts and making me smile at her resurfacing curiosity that resembled the one of a little kid. "If I remember correctly, you still own me all the romantic tale about how your dashing Detective regained the memory about her Attorney princess..." She said with a dreamy face, batting her eyelashes for emphasis and making me explode with a joyous laugh once again.

"Alright Cinderella, lets get some coffee and I'll tell you." I said as I turned toward my personal coffee maker to prepare a fresh pot.

She let out a small squeal and I shook my head in amusement when I heard her clapping her hands excitedly, wondering if indeed sometimes we were still the same young girls met in college.

By the time I finished my tale, from all the drama about the missunderstanding that caused the kiss, to the joyous moment of reunion that Serena had witnessed of her own (but avoiding the more personal and private reunion of passionate love making that happened afterward), Serena's was sniffing and wiping at small happy tears that were forming in her eyes.

"Oh Al," She started, her voice a bit weak and full of so many emotions that I had to pass her a tissue and wait a few moments before she could recompose and speak properly. Seeing her like this made me smile broadly; Serena's always been a deep romantic at heart, she ended up crying after every romantic movie we watched together, and even if my story wasn't a romantic comedy, she reacted like she had just watched a good one.

When she continued, her voice was a bit more controlled but her eyes were still glistening.

"I'm so happy for you two. I was so afraid and worried when you told me about the accident... I don't know what I would do if -God forbid- something like this would happen to Abigail."

The shade of sorrow and worry that appeared on my friend's face at the thought of her beloved girlfriend forgetting about her, clenched my heart painfully, but before she could be swallowed in such a dark thought, I smiled reassuring at her using some humour to pull her back from that unpleasant scenario that was taking form in her head.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that if you end up at her place wearing nothing but a cowboy hat, a whip and a bottle of Blue Label, you'll definitely trigger some memory..."

The response to my suggestion was immediate. And pretty exhilarating.

She started gaping like a fish, blushing so furiously that her face became red like a tomato and her eyes widened quite comically, making it impossible for me to not laugh.

"That's not funny Alex! It happened just one time and we were playing strip poker at her apartment alone!" She blurted out in a rush, her voice becoming higher as she tried to justify herself, but I just kept laughing, feeling tears filling my eyes.

"If I remember correctly, and I'm pretty sure I am, you told me that the morning after, you woke up on the living room's floor with Abbie blissfully asleep on top of you, and your wrists still tied up in the whip around the coffee table." I managed to say between a laugh and another, taking small sips of air here and there before I contined, enjoying the look of pure embarassment and shock that was covering Serena's face. "I also remember that I had to accompain you to the doctor the following day because of that 'rash' on your backside that you didn't know what had caused it, and that turned out it was an abrasion caused by the repetitive rubbing on the bear rug where you two ended up 'sleeping'." I concluded using air quotes, not wanting to say 'having rough sex' for not embarass her more than necessary, and doing my best to breathe and recover, in order of not passing out for lack of air.

She narrowed her eyes dangerously at me, but she wasn't really mad, I could tell because of that glint in her clear blue eyes that appeared in the same moment I named her girlfriend.

"Should I remember you, Alexandra, about that time when you asked to Petrovsky for a recess of half and hour because of the 'innapropriate-irresistible way' your Detective was looking at your cleavage, licking her lips in appreciation at every question you were asking her while she was on the witness stand?"

I sighed in contentment at that memory leaning my head back and closing my eyes. "And what an amazing half an hour it was..." I said feeling a grin spreading all over my face as I recalled Olivia almost ripping off my clothes in the courthouse restroom stall.

Serena laughed at my reaction. "Yes, and if it wasn't for me you would have returned in courtroom with your girlfriend's lipstick all over your neck, and one stocking completely destroyed..." She paused, a look of curiosity crossed her features. "What the hell have the two of you done in there?!" But in the same moment I opened my mouth to offer an answer, she held up her hand like a shield. "Never mind! Forget I said anything."

I buried my head in my hands. "Anyway, I still own you for that one. It would have been just another reason for Petrvsky to hate me even more." I concluded with a groan pulling back from my position to look at her.

She tilted her head to the side surely thinking back to that moment. "Not that Liv wasn't risking of her own... With that mess you had made of her hair."

"Well I had to hold into something in that stall!" I offered exhasperated as if it was the most obvious explaination, making the both of us burst out laughing once again.

"Oh, Al... We are terrible." Said Serena through small chuckles as she recovered and we both started breathing more and reliving the crazy moments of the last year warmed my heart like only a few other things could. "Anyway, how is Liv feeling? How long until she'll recover completely?"

She was pratically asking me when she would have been clear to return on active duty, and the thought set an uneasy sensation inside of me. Preoccupation was always there to welcome me when I certain thoughts crossed my mind, but I couldn't help it. Her job was dangerous and with the last injury, thinking it was just a concussion, it that turned out to be something way more complicated. I wanted to think her safe every day and the whole day, but I knew that that was just utopia. Liv was a woman of action, and more times than I could count she finished taking much more risks than the ones she should have, but she was devoted to her job as much as I was with mine, and I would have never dreamt to ask her to stop doing it, even if I found myself with my heart broken every time she returned at home with a new wound or some injury. That was who Olivia was, I fell in love and I loved her for being herself, I never wanted her to change... Ever. But my heart would have stopped from racing with anguish everytime I would have seen her Captain's or her partner's name on my phone screen if I knew that she was still doing the job she loved but being a bit less exposed.

"Alex?" Serena soft whisper pulled me back into reality and the warm touch of her hand on my forearm offered just that bit of comfort I needed in that moment.

I took a small breath, willing myself to push aside those thoughts and smiling bravely at my friend.

"Actually, I don't know. The doctor should tell her today after they run some more scans to see if everything is alright and then remove her stitches." I said looking distractly at my watch.

Her hand remained on my arm and she started running it up and down as she reassured me with a big smile. "She looked very, very well yesterday... Actually, she looked better than the rest of us! And you should know it better then me since you told me before that you were busy in some predictable activities last night." As she finished she flashed me a smirk that made me chuckle softly.

"You are right. She is doing more than fine, but I suppouse that I wanted to be there with her at the hospital today and have the real comfirmation. You know, just to be sure..." I paused seeing a look of confusion appearing on Serena's face before I continued. "Unfortunately the meeting with Liz slipped from my lips this morning when we woke up and she reassured me that it was okay, I didn't want to insist too much and she told me it would have been fine and that Elliot was going to accompain her there."

Serena nodded at me, knowing that I would have never left her side and that I would have accompained my lover on the other side of the world, undestanding that I was feeling a bit saddened by the fact that I couldn't be there with her after all that entire situation had caused, but we were both independent grown women. Even if I couldn't help feeling as a part of me ached to be at her side, especially after that moment of the night before, when she joined me in the shower.

I replayed in my head how I noticed her looking so nervous all of a sudden, making me immediately worry, but when I asked her if everything was okay, feeling her hand trembling in mine under the spray of the water, she just looked up from our joined hands smiling brightly at me with her eyes glistening with so many emotions before she kissed me with infinite passion, and making love to me like never before.

I felt my heart fluttering so strongly that left me breathless, and it was Serena who eventually pulled me back as I relived that particularly intense moment of the night before.

"You should really do something to keep concentration Cabot..." She said seriously shaking her head in disapproval. "You tend to lose yourself whenever someone mentions your girlfriend's name. And then you finish with that lovesick smile that almost splits your face in two!"

Concluding with an exagerate gesture of her hand for emphasis, she made me laugh out loud, decing to prove my own theory.

"Abbie." I said simply at her doing my best to stay serious, but failing miserably when I saw her giving up, releasing a dreamy sigh of contentment and showing what I was sure was the same smile I was wearing before now glued to her own face; proving to me that after all, even she had it as bad as me.

We continued to innocently make fun of each other and remembering some of the more pleasant moments we lived in the last few years.

And even if I enjoyed spending some time with my friend, I couldn't help but feel a small part of me that kept wondering about what had happened the night before and the reaction that Liv had when she joined me in the shower.

The sensation and the emotions that such thought caused were more than welcome, and I felt tears of joy threatening to fill my eyes just thinking about how loved and safe she made me feel after all we went through, but it didn't stop me from asking myself if there was a reason behind all of it, and if maybe my lover was up to something.

Oh, who knows Alex, maybe you'll find out what it is soon... :)