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Part II: "Caught In The Act"

"Alexandra Cabot, I assume that you have a very good explanation for why you are in your office getting intimate with one of your detectives." Donnelly said, frowning at the very embarrassed Alex, who was secretly thankful that John's pants were still on and that they hadn't had sex.

John quickly untangled himself from Alex and she hastily redid the buttons on her blouse." It's not what it looks like, I swear." Alex said. "If John and I had been having sex, you'd know it because my office would smell like sex. We were just kissing, I swear."

"Well, it looks to me as if you two were doing much more than just kissing." Another voice said. Alex stiffened, for she instantly recognized the second voice.

Serena Southerlyn was standing right behind Donnelly, a triumphant, haughty smirk on her face.

"Southerlyn." Alex said in a cold, flat and even tone, sitting down in her chair. John stood behind her, placing a hand on her shoulder, in an attempt to keep her relaxed and from attacking Serena.

"I can't believe that you are sleeping with one of your detectives…and in the middle of the office!" Donnelly was furious. "Do you have any sense of decorum or professionalism? Do you have any idea how inappropriate this situation is?"

"I'm fully aware of the possible repercussions, Liz!" Alex yelled. "Why the hell do you think John and I kept it a freakin' secret?"

"And there are plenty of other reasons for that." John added.

"John, your career isn't on the line here." Alex said.

"Actually, yes it is." John pointed out. "Donnelly can tell Cragen and I can lose my job for sleeping with the ADA."

"If Cragen actually believes it, I'll be very surprised." Alex muttered. Then, she glared at Serena. "You told Liz, didn't you, you bitch?"

"So what if I did?" Serena asked. "I should have said something sooner. This isn't the first time I've seen you two together. I didn't believe it. You aren't really that desperate are you, Alex?"

"IS THAT ANY OF YOUR CONCERN, SOUTHERLYN?" Alex yelled. "Since when has who I share my bed with any of your goddamn business?"

"Since you made it your business that I share a bed with Jack McCoy." Serena shot back.

"Only because you do it to further your career." Alex snapped. "Is that the only way to advance in the DA's office? Sleep with McCoy?"

"It does seem that way doesn't it?" John murmured in Alex's ear.

"Alex…" Donnelly said, but she paused for a moment, thoughtful. "Serena, Alex is right. This is none of our business and our concern." Then, she looked Alex straight in the eyes and said in an authoritarian tone, "But let this be a warning to you, Alex: don't let me hear about anything inappropriate going on between the two of you. If I do, both of you will be in more trouble than you've ever been in your entire lives. Understand?"

Alex nodded and Donnelly left, pulling Serena out with her. The moment the door closed, Alex picked up one of her coffee cups and threw it at the wall, shrieking, "Bitch!" It smashed on impact.