Part 19 was an NC-17 part and can be found at my website or at the SVU fiction site if you are over 18 :) You didn't miss any major plot ;)
Part 20
"Perfect," Alex smiled, finishing off the steak. "May have been a lot later than expected, but definitely worth waiting for."
"The sex or the food?"
"Hmm. Both."
Bobby's eyes roamed over her. She wore his shirt…very well as a matter of fact. It was too big for her, but that was part of the charm.
"We need to talk," Alex said.
Bobby's eyes shot up to meet hers. "Huh?"
"Calm down, it's not that kind of talk." Alex thought to herself for a moment, wondering if there was ever going to be a point in her relationship with Bobby that would need the talk. She sighed. At the rate they were going, they'd be shot dead by HWEH's or HMEH's.
"Ookay."
"Matthew Graham."
"What about him?"
"Out of this entire town, who's been keeping an eye on us and becoming all chummy? Who was here first when we were shot at?"
Bobby frowned. "You're friendly with his wife."
"So I'm guilty of bad judgment."
"You're really that certain that he's got something to do with it?"
"Yes."
"So what are we going to do?"
Alex looked up at him. "You've got a gun."
Bobby's eyes narrowed. "Yes."
"Maybe we should invite ourselves inside the Graham household."
Part of Bobby Goren thrived on the rush of breaking into a house that he wasn't legally supposed to be breaking into.
The other part of him was suffering from what he termed "alpha male tendencies."
He didn't like Alex being with him.
Okay, that wasn't true. He loved Alex being with him. In every possible way. Both as partners and as…lovers.
But he was worried.
If anything happened to her…how far away was the nearest decent hospital? Would help arrive in time, considering they were breaking into the town cop's house…and he could possibly be a drug dealer as well?
"Alex," he hissed, turning around to her.
She looked at him. "What?"
"How the hell am I supposed to protect you?"
She arched an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
"You don't have a gun. You don't have a vest."
"I'm a big girl, Bobby."
Bobby was glad they were still in the house. "Alex…"
"Don't start the alpha male crap on me," she warned him.
"Okay, I'll start the overprotective partner crap on you. We're about to break into a cop's slash drug dealer's house. I'm the only one with a gun and you don't have a vest."
"They're both at work, Bobby. We checked. Twice." She sighed. "If you don't get over this, we're never going to be able to work together again."
Bobby paused. That wasn't something he'd considered. Not being able to be partnered with Alex. He remembered the disastrous situation with Bishop. All the partners before Alex. Alex was the only cop who understood him, who listened to him. She was the only cop he could work with.
He took a deep breath. "Just be careful."
She grinned. "Always."
"They certainly live well," Alex murmured, glancing at the Chinese vase.
"Very well," Bobby said, pointing to a painting on the wall. "I'm betting that's an original."
"Probably cost more than my entire apartment." Alex walked down the hallway. "There's a basement. If we were drug dealers, wouldn't we keep our stuff in the basement?"
Bobby shrugged. "Probably."
The two made their way down to the basement. It contained a washer, dryer and some old storage containers.
"Well, no drugs on the first scan," Alex said.
Bobby tilted his head to the side. "That's different brick."
Alex turned to him. "What?"
Bobby pointed to a section of one of the walls. "The brick is different. Darker."
Alex moved over to where he pointed, looking closely at the wall. "False wall?" She tapped it. "It's still brick."
Bobby walked over beside her. "Doesn't mean it can't move." Pushing as hard as he could, he smiled in triumph as a couple of the bricks gave way. From then on, it was easier to take some of the bricks out, revealing a whole other room behind the wall.
"Cozy little drug cave," Alex commented as she stepped inside.
Bobby had to take out a few more bricks before he could follow her in. "Well, I think we can safely say your gut was right."
Alex smiled. "That's a nice feeling."
"What is?" Bobby asked.
"Being the one who solves the case."
Bobby kissed her gently. "Congratulations. Now that we have our evidence, let's go find the Feds."
They both froze as they heard the door upstairs slam.
"Shit," Alex muttered.
"Double shit," Bobby said, grabbing her hand and getting out of the drug cave. He pointed to the window. "We're going out that way."
"You're kidding right?" Alex asked him, as he went over and opened the window. "How the hell are we…?"
Bobby interrupted her as he lifted her up and pushed her through the hole. He was up next hauling himself through.
He swore as he caught his shoulder against the window frame. Alex grabbed hold of him, helping him out.
"Ow!"
"Don't be such a baby. I haven't even done anything yet."
Bobby looked up at her. "Just testing."
Alex rolled her eyes. "Just hold still." She gently dabbed at the cut with a damp cloth, making sure there was no dirt or grime in the wound. Then, ignoring Bobby's pitiful attempts at bribery, she put some antiseptic on it and stood back. "Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?"
"I'm still thinking."
Alex chuckled and cleaned up the mess she had made, washing her hands afterwards. "We should get on to the Feds."
Bobby nodded. "Let's give them a call."
"Your detectives are troublemakers," Connors told Deakins and Carver.
"I'm glad they're keeping you on your toes," Deakins said.
"They went into the Graham's house," Connors growled.
"And?"
"They found the drug stash."
Carver smirked. "How useful of them."
"And embarrassing for you," Deakins commented.
Connors didn't say anything. "We're sending backup. My agents and your detectives are going in."
Deakins eyes widened. "Do they know about this, or are you just springing it on them?"
"They're going to go in first as the friendly neighborhood couple. Tease a confession out of them as to who the big boys are. The Feds will go in behind as backup if needed."
"Who authorized this insanity?" Deakins asked.
"We did. And Goren agreed to it. And so did Eames, after she finished arguing with Goren."
Carver arched an eyebrow. "What were they arguing about?"
"Being partners, being alpha males. Weird shit. Anyway, we're going in." Connors smiled. "See, I'm keeping you in the loop."
"After the fact," Carver growled.
