Disclaimer: As you all know, these characters aren't mine. They belong to Dick Wolf and NBC.
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Day 35: Moi: Friday the thirteenth edition? Maybe someone takes advantage of someone else's penchant for superstition and leverages it for a little action... Just a thought ;) (I didn't exactly write this, but I hope you like it just as much)
Universe: Season 15
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Let it be known that Olivia Benson is a fucking asshole.
On the morning of Friday the 13th, she breaks a mirror, opens an umbrella indoors, and walks under a ladder – all before leaving the apartment building.
Alex – shockingly superstitious – stays seven feet away from her at all times throughout the day – even going so far as to take a separate elevator when the opportunity presents itself.
When they get home that night, Olivia is pissed – for good reason, Alex knows, but that doesn't stop her from feeling defensive.
"What the fuck, Alex?" Olivia says, kicking her shoes off at the door. "You've been avoiding me all day like I have the fucking plague."
Alex drops her briefcase on the coffee table and turns to face Olivia, shrugging. "I don't know what to tell you, Olivia."
Olivia scoffs. "Why would be nice."
"It's Friday the thirteenth," Alex mumbles, barely loud enough for Olivia to hear.
Realization dawns on Olivia. She reaches out, intent on running her hands down Alex's arms then linking their hands, but Alex steps back at the last second and Olivia's hands hit empty space. Olivia tries to ignore the sinking feeling of disappointment in her stomach. "You're superstitious."
Alex sighs, pushing her hand through her hair. "After a number of bad Friday the thirteenths, it just happened."
"And I'm bad luck."
Alex nods. "I love you, Liv, but I can't have you touching me today."
"Okay." Olivia grins. "Tomorrow?"
Alex sighs, the beginning of a smile playing at her lips. "Tomorrow."
Let it be known that Olivia Benson is not a complete fucking asshole.
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