Part IV: Cabot v. Cragen
Alex dashed out of the bridal shop, caught a cab and was back at the station house in record time. She stormed through the squad room and right into Cragen's office. She slammed the door shut and shouted. "What gives you the goddamn right?!"
Cragen was behaving as though nothing had happened. "What gives me the right to do what, exactly, Alex?" he asked, leaning back in his chair.
"To insist upon John and me breaking off and not having our wedding!" Alex roared. "For your information, what goes on around closed doors is none of your business!"
"It is when it involves one of my people and my ADA!" Cragen shouted. "Do you really think you could pull something like this off without anyone having so much as a clue about it? Or without risking some serious repercussions?"
"Well, Don, considering that before now, you never suspected that John and I were together…which went on for four years behind your back, I think that he and I thought that it was possible! Now, I don't care what you think about it, but I can assure you that my intimate relationship with John doesn't cloud my judgment, nor do I allow it to interfere with our jobs. Now, if you don't mind, Captain Cragen, I have to get back to the office and prep for an arraignment!" With that, she stormed out of the office, slamming the door so hard behind her that one of his pictures fell off the wall.
A few hours later….
Alex was sitting at her desk, scribbling furiously on a legal pad when a knock came at the door.
"Come in." She said, sharply, still infuriated with Cragen.
It was John. "Hey, beautiful." He said softly.
Her expression changed almost immediately. "Hey. I thought that Cragen had forbidden us from seeing each other."
"After your little outburst, he reconsidered and is now insisting that we have the wedding at the station house." John replied with a smirk. "Well, we now know where to tell the florist to send the flowers."
Alex giggled.