After retrieving her suit top (and studiously ignoring the noises from inside Cragen's office) Alex hurried over to the courthouse to arraign the suspect. Her arrival was met with extreme surprise by the defense attorney.

"Alex!" Trevor Langan exclaimed. "You're not dead!"

"I've been getting that a lot lately," Alex said dryly.

"Did you fake your death to get out of calling me?" Trevor asked, hurt and angry. "Because that night was amazing, but you never returned my messages..."

"Trevor," Alex held up a hand to cut him off. "That was a one time thing. I desperately needed a fuck and you were there. That, and you paid for dinner, which was nice. But trust me when I say there is nothing between us."

"But I think I love you!" Trevor wailed.

"Can we get back to the case at hand?" Alex pleaded. People in the courthouse corridor were staring. Of course, they could have just been staring at the resurrected ADA herself.

"You mean the case where you have no confession, no evidence and absolutely no hope for a conviction?" Trevor remarked snidely. An idea popped into his pea-sized brain. "I'll tell you what," he said quietly, leaning close to whisper in Alex's ear. "If you'll have sex with me again, I'll convince my client to plead guilty."

"That's not exactly ethical."

"Oh, like you're one to talk."

Alex considered that for a moment. "True. Okay, if you make your client plead guilty to the top count, I'll screw you afterwards. Deal?"

"The top count? Are you going to give me any kind of sentence recommendation?"

"I'll take the death penalty off the table."

Trevor worked on that one for a while. "Rape isn't a capital crime!" he finally realized.

"Does your client know that?" Alex asked reasonably.

Trevor grinned. "Good point."

They entered the courtroom and went to their respective tables. Judge Petrovsky gasped when she saw the blonde ADA. "Miss Cabot! You're not..."

"Dead. I know." Alex sighed.

Composing herself, Petrovsky asked "How does the defendant plead?"

Trevor whispered in his client's ear. The client looked puzzled, then stunned, then fearful, then resigned. "Uh, guilty your honor."

Petrovsky couldn't hide her surprise. "Well, if only all my cases were that easy." She looked over at Alex, hoping that there was some violation for which she could cite the young attorney. Unfortunately she couldn't think of one. Damn. "Bail is denied and sentencing hearing is set for next week."

As the defendant was led away, Trevor wandered over to the prosecution table and grabbed Alex around the waist. "Meet me in the fifth floor men's room in five minutes," he whispered huskily.

Alex brushed away and gathered up her case materials. "I don't think so."

Trevor was shocked. "You said you'd sleep with me if I got him to plead out!"

Alex couldn't suppress a grin. "Check the record counselor. What I actually said was I'd screw you. And I just did." She snapped her briefcase shut and flounced toward the double doors while Trevor remained motionless at the front of the courtroom. She couldn't resist calling over her shoulder "And I screwed your client for free!"

Once in the corridor, Alex remembered how hot a courtroom victor always made her. Damn, she needed to find Olivia. Fast.