Alex watched through the mirror as Elliot interrogated the suspect. Jeez, this is boring, she thought. I can't believe I left a job as a Tahitian Dancer in a Hawaiian Luau to come back to this.

Suddenly she saw Elliot spring across the table and wrap his hands around the suspect's neck. Irritated, she knocked on the glass.

Elliot, hearing the sound, stormed out of the interrogation room and into the Captain's office. "Don't you dare pull me out of an interrogation in progress!" He seethed. "That's something Novak would do!"

"That's something any competent attorney would do when you're violating the suspects civil rights," Alex rejoined coolly. "Not that I'm saying this Novak woman is competent..." I've never even met the poor thing and I'm questioning her legal skills...what's up with that?

"Violating his civil rights!" Elliot exploded. "Counselor, this...freak raped a little girl, but we got no physical evidence! If I don't get a confession, he'll walk!"

Alex closed the slight distance between them and dropped her voice to a whisper. "And if the confession gets thrown out of court, he'll walk all the same!"

"Well, that's why you're here, to do your damn job and keep the confession in!" Elliot's face glistened with sweat and his fists shock with rage. Unable to contain herself any longer, Alex reached up and brought his lips to meet hers for a long, lingering kiss. Sorry Olivia, Alex thought. I tried to be faithful, but a girl's got needs. And this partner of yours is smokin'!

Elliot pulled away, completely confused. "Alex...jeez...what about Kathy?"

"What about her?" Alex purred, slipping off her suit jacket.

"She's the love of my life, the mother of my children, my rock through the hard times! She's always supported me, even when I couldn't confide in her..."

While Elliot was talking, Alex unbuttoned her blouse. She flashed him a view that was, to say the least, stunning. "You were saying?" she purred silkily.

"Our marriage has been over for a long time. Kathy's been having an affair. She's divorcing me and taking the children," Elliot stated woodenly, as though in a trance.

"Much better," Alex cooed, advancing on her prey. Groaning, Elliot lifter her up and pinned her against the wall, Alex whispered seductively in his ear. He ran his hands over the back of her head, stroking her silky blonde hair. "Oh, Maureen..."

Alex gasped and broke free, ducking under the arm that had been caressing her cheek. "Okay, it may have been a long time, and I may be horny as hell, but that's too sick for me. Ew. Ew. EEEW!"

"It was an honest mistake!" Elliot pleaded, struggling with his belt buckle. "I only thought of her because I'd been looking at her baby pictures..."

"Not helping!" Alex put her hands over her ears.

"I promise you, I do NOT have feelings for my daughter!"

Captain Cragen chose that precise moment to enter his office. He took in the sight of the topless ADA, the pantless detective, and his mouth formed an O of surprise.

Crap. "Captain," Alex said, attempting to maintain some dignity. "What would it take for you to forget that you ever saw this?"

Cragen didn't hesitate. "Sex. On my desk."

Okay, thought Alex, looks like I'm getting some either way. She moved towards Cragen and planted a kiss on the top of his bald head. To her surprise, he pushed her away. "Not from you!" Cragen gasped, recoiling in horror. "You're like a daughter to me! And that would be sick and wrong!" Elliot hung his head. Cragen reached in his desk drawer. "I need some vodka to get that thought out of my mind. Ten years of sobriety down the drain. Thank you very much, Counselor."

Alex's brain fought to catch up with this startling turn of events. "But if you don't want to do me on the desk, then..." she turned to look at Elliot, who had also apparently just made the connection, as his head snapped up. (No, not that head)

"Elliot, how much is it worth to you for me not to tell Kathy what I just saw?" Cragen grinned.

"Yes, well..." Alex stammered. "You two can work this out between yourselves. I'm going to go get the suspect arraigned." And with that, she fled the office.

Unfortunately, she'd forgotten her clothes on the back of Cragen's chair.