AN: Ok lets try this again. This is the second time I've posted this chapter...anyway. Ho-kay, so, I know that my last two postings were oneshots (and really fun oneshots to write!) but I think I'm going to try a longer story this time. I'm not sure where it's going but :whips out blueprints its going to be a wild ride:
So here's my disclaimer...I'm not Dick Wolf...thank god.
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Olivia shifted toward the offending beep. Morning. She reached over and turned the alarm off, trying to reorient her mind from dreamland to her impending day. Why am I smiling? Olivia thought; a split second before it all came rushing back to her. She looked to her left, a tall slumbering blonde was stretched out next to her. Olivia's smile turned to a grin. Oh, my life is so good
Briefly, she replayed the events in her head. They were working late on wrapping up a case together. After that, they moved to a nearby bar under the guise of getting to know each other better, to become better coworkers. Conversation flowed easily, Olivia found her companion's hand on her thigh and the brunette had invited her back to the apartment. And the rest is history.
Olivia turned, lifting herself onto one elbow as she leaned over the sleeping figure in her bed. Licking her lips, the brunette kissed her lover's earlobe. "Alex." She whispered.
Eliciting no response, Olivia used her tongue to trace the outline of the blonde's ear, sucking on the delicate overhang of cartilage along the edge. She saw Alex smile slightly, "Alex." She whispered again, "Time to get up."
Alex didn't move, so Olivia took it as a challenge. The brunette couldn't stop grinning as she proceeded to kiss every square inch of the blonde's face. She pressed her lips against unresponsive ones. Not to be beaten, Olivia took it a step further. She climbed on top of her lover, their naked bodies pressing together. Alex could not hold in her smile in any longer. She grinned as Olivia dipped to kiss her. Alex admitted Olivia's asking tongue willingly and a long passionate kiss ensued.
The brunette broke the kiss, bracing herself on her hands above the taller women, both of them gasping for breath.
"I could get used to waking up like that." Alex commented.
"It would be my pleasure." Olivia returned. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table. "We have to get up."
"Isn't it Saturday?"
"No, actually it's Tuesday."
Alex groaned under her lover, then she smiled as an idea came to her. "I need to take a shower. Care to join me?"
Olivia smiled wide. "Don't use all my shampoo." She teased.
Forty minutes later, Olivia dropped Alex off in front of her apartment. The tall blonde blew a kiss to her lover before disappearing inside. Olivia couldn't stop her good mood as she drove into work.
Everyone noticed when Olivia walked in the door.
"What happened to you?" Elliot asked.
"What do you mean, what happened to me?" Olivia returned, confused.
"You're…happy…not that that's bad that…that wasn't the right word." Elliot faltered.
Munch volunteered from his desk, "Perky?"
Olivia glared at him. Cragen walked out of his office, he immediately targeted the brunette. "You look different."
The only woman in the room gave an exasperated sigh and stalked to the machine to grab some coffee.
"Nothing happened to me and I do not look different. Don't we have actual jobs to do?"
Elliot grinned like a teenager, "Olivia got laid last night."
"Yea, and from the looks of it, it was really good." Fin teased.
Olivia threw the four men a glare, but found quickly she was in too good of a mood to be angry at them. I
am so screwed if this is what I'm like every time Alex comes over. Instead, she managed a sarcastic smile, "Hormones in check, yes boys?"
"I got your papers on the Rodriguez case." Cragen changed the subject.
"Yeah, Alex and I finished them up last night." She mentally ducked, as if mentioning the ADA would create more teasing from the boys. Then she remembered that they had no idea who she was with last night.
Thankfully, Olivia's phone rang at her side. She flipped it open and to her ear. "Benson…ok, we'll be right there." She hung up and addressed the people standing around her. "That was Warner. She's got the report on that girl found two nights ago in the Hudson."
Elliot was already putting on his coat. "Let's go."
Olivia jumped into the passenger seat, as Elliot started the car. Moving easily through the New York traffic, Elliot used the alone time to play big brother.
"Ok Liv, spill. Who is she?"
Olivia rolled her eyes, "How about, it's none of your business, Elliot?"
"Come on."
"Maybe I don't want my love life plastered all over the bullpen, alright?"
"Liv."
"Elliot, please, leave me alone. I don't even really know how she feels. It was one night…albeit a really great night…shit."
Her partner laughed, "Ok, that was good enough for me. I'll leave you alone now."
"Thank you." Olivia said, mentally squashing the inner voice that wanted to scream the ADA's name from the mountaintops. It was just one night.
The day flew. Finding clues, chasing the sick and twisted perp, and nailing him to the wall, all very routine to the veteran SVU detective. Olivia looked at her watch 11:43 pm. Damn. It was far too late to call Alex, even thought the ADA was probably still up, Olivia didn't want to chance it. She drove home, her mind aimlessly wandering onto nothing in particular. Out of the recesses of her mind, Alex's voice drifted to the surface, husky and thick. I want you, Olivia…I want you now. A shudder ran down the detective's spine and she grinned, Wow that was really a good night.
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Meanwhile...
Alex Cabot walked into her office with a sigh. The mound of paperwork that she had so cavalierly left the night before was still sitting there, despite her feverish prayer that it would just disappear. That would leave me with a whole lot of free time. The blonde thought with a smile as her mind was filled with flashbacks of a certain brunette, naked on a bed, arching into her touch.
Alex shook her head. As much as she wanted it to, the red tape was not going to do itself. She dropped her briefcase on the side of her desk and lowered herself into her chair. Slowly, things started to get done. Step by step, Alex let herself get lost in the work that she so often sought refuge in.
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A knock startled out of her thoughts. She looked up from the file in front of her and glanced at the clock before answering 1:42. "Come in."
The door opened just a crack, so Alex could see the intern's face poke into the room.
"Miss. Cabot, you haven't had lunch yet. Do you want me to pick you something up?"
Alex smiled, "Sure, Robyn, there is a deli on the corner, just tell them 'Cabot's usual', they know me, order something for yourself too, you can put it on my tab."
The intern blushed, "It's ok, I brought my own lunch from home, thank you though."
The blonde nodded and the younger woman continued, "I'll be back soon." And with that, she shut the door.
Alex shook her head with a chuckle, Cute kid…not lawyer material by a long shot…but a sweet girl. I wonder if anyone ever thought that about me?
It was true that for the longest time, her parents had given up trying to make her socially outgoing. Once it was clear that she had no natural aptitude for capturing a courtroom, they focused on her impending marriage to a wealthy husband to pass on the Cabot family name. So Alex was faced with a choice. Live a lie as the straight trophy wife of a rich politician, or become the politician herself and file away her nonexistent relationships under the heading 'goal oriented'. It was obvious which one she had chosen. It was a conscious choice that she had made a long time ago. The person she had become because of that choice was not a bad version of Alex Cabot, per se, just a different one than she had originally planned for herself.
The blonde had come to terms with the decision a long time ago. She didn't hate her path; in fact, she learned to be truly passionate about it. Her planned celibacy worked well into the 'grand scheme' as it were. That is, until Olivia.
You should be smiling Alex thought to herself at the idea of the brunette, but it seemed that so many red flags waved at the thought she couldn't quite accomplish the task. I should not have let it happen She scolded. I wanted it to happen she countered herself. The implications of the night before pulled heavily on her mind. She wanted it. She defiantly wanted it. It showed on my face as I came, screaming her name incoherently. She thought wryly. Did she want the relationship? Yes. She could feel it from the depths of her core, yes. That's where things get complicated.
She wouldn't be able to be open about it. That much was obvious. They would have to be careful. Before, it wasn't really worth it, she felt. Alex had passed over a dozen potential relationships in the past, not willing to put that person through the hell of being her 'dirty little secret' just because Alex wanted a job. Granted, it was the DA's spot, the position that would make her immortal in the state of New York and gaining her the long elusive approval of her parents, but still a job nonetheless. So she was alone. Then Olivia came along.
For once, Alex's defenses crumbled, perhaps just for a second…but that second was long enough for the blonde to find herself inside the detective's apartment…to find those lips brushing softly against hers. Olivia's lips were so soft. Alex ran a fingertip slowly over her own lips, remembering. The olive skin was so supple, so firm and yet, it yielded to every touch.
This is not good Alex tried to refocus her energy. "Work." She disciplined her mind. There is a place for thinking about you love interest, and it's not in the middle of a double rape homicide. Think about putting the bad guys away, not your girlfriend…Girlfriend?
"Work!" She quickly interrupted the musings that would have defiantly shot all concentration for the rest of the day.
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Alex made it home at a decent hour. If you call 7:30 decent. She headed straight to the bedroom, stripping off clothes as she went. Emerging soon after in pajama pants and a tank top, she set out to make herself a cup of tea.
She sat down on the couch with the steaming mug and took a tentative sip. Now what? She glanced at the phone, expectantly. What do you expect? She should call me. Why? I don't know. Isn't that what dates are supposed to do? Is she your date? I suppose. You haven't been on a date with her. I suppose not. You should really stop talking to yourself.
Alex smiled and gave a cleansing sigh. Girlfriend. Her mind offered again. It didn't have the same shock value it did earlier. "What am I doing?" She laughed as she leaned back into the couch. "We slept together. And now I think she's my girlfriend? I must be going crazy." Crazy in love. Shut up.
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The Next Day
"Robyn, would you page Detective Olivia Benson in SVU for me?"
Robyn nodded before disappearing out of Alex's office.
At her desk, Olivia picked up the phone. Non-impulsed by the request. She immediately responded "I'll be right there." She stood and met Elliot's questioning eyes. "Cabot needs to see me."
Elliot nodded. He would have offered to accompany her, but really, who would trek through a building and a half to visit the court battle-hardened Ice Queen if they didn't have to? He watched as Olivia nearly jogged out of the bullpen.
He was lucky to have a partner like her and he knew it. His first partner, from back when he was in petty crimes, was distant, cold. Good cop though, but their relationship never went past, "I got your back," when they were in dangerous situations. Olivia was different. They didn't quite hit it off at the beginning. Elliot smiled at the memory. He was having a lot of trouble adjusting to the graphic nature of the Special Victim's Unit. Liv had never been anywhere else. But a couple of late nights at Maloney's had changed that. Olivia opened up to him, about her past, her family, the reasons she was in SVU. Elliot had spilt about his family, about his violent emotions. She had understood. She always seemed to understand him when he needed it most.
Arriving at Cabot's office, Olivia gave a short wave as she passed the intern. The intern smiled up at her.
She knocked on the wooden door. A soft reply beckoned, "Come in."
Olivia moved inside, closing the door behind her, her tone conversational, "What do you need?"
Alex looked up and smiled. A million sarcastic and some decidedly dirty comebacks flashed through the ADA's head.
"I missed you," she settled on.
A smile passed over the brunette's lips, but she didn't respond.
Alex continued, "Besides that, I wanted to ask you about the swear-ability of Josh and Leah."
Olivia nodded collecting her thoughts. "Leah's a strong girl and rather opinionated." The ghost of a smile passed across the face again, "Josh is younger, go slow with him. But, I don't think he'll freak if his sister is there."
Alex nodded, absorbing the information, and then jotted it down, "Sounds good. What are your doing for dinner tonight?"
Olivia didn't miss a beat. "Chinese and a movie, care to join me?"
Alex grinned, "Better than what I had in mind."
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Alex followed Olivia into her apartment. Olivia immediately picked up the phone, "I'm starving, do you know what you want?"
Alex took her coat off, "Uh, general tso's sounds good…and eggrolls." She added.
Olivia nodded and pressed a button, putting the phone to her ear.
Alex grinned broadly. "You have them on speed dial?"
Olivia shrugged, "So what?"
Alex shrugged back and smiled, "Me too."
"But do they recognized your voice and know your number?"
The ADA raised her eyebrow, "I'm impressed."
As Olivia put in the order, Alex took a moment to really absorb the apartment she was in. It was homey. She decided. And a hell of a lot cleaner than my apartment. Walking in, you were confronted with a choice, you could move into the open kitchen, or you could move into the living room, cornered into a rectangle by two overstuffed chairs and a couch. Beyond the chairs was a hallway that disappeared to the right, where Alex had found out yesterday, was where the bedroom was. The place was done in dark navy blues and forest greens.
Olivia hung up the phone, "So, where do we start?"
"Well, where is your movie collection?"
"How do you know I have a collection?"
Alex regarded her, "Instinct. I'll bet you have a collection of all the old classics, some off beat foreign
films and sappy romantic comedies."
Olivia's eyes widened, "That's insane, how did you know that?"
Alex gave her a sly smile, "Instinct." She said again and flopped down into the chair, her legs hanging over the sidearm. "So what shall it be tonight?"
Olivia rolled her eyes, "While you were Sleeping" then, and I don't care what you think about it, miss smart ass."
When the food came, Alex moved to sit next to Olivia on the couch. By the end of the movie, the Chinese food was long forgotten. Alex was wrapped securely in Olivia's arms. Olivia's fingertips were tracing lazy lines up and down the blonde's torso under her shirt.
Alex sighed and closed her eyes, letting the sensations drift in and out, at the edge of her perception. "I don't want to move." She whispered.
"No one said you had to." Olivia said.
The blonde gave a soft murmur and leaned her head back into Olivia's shoulder. "I wasn't planning on it."
After a pause, Alex spoke again, "Tired."
The hand on her torso stopped, resting flat on the pad of her stomach, "Chinese food does that. Come on, let's get you to bed."
Alex smiled, "I should start leaving a couple of suits here."
Olivia raised an eyebrow. Well, I wouldn't be opposed to that idea.
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Alex woke up cold. It was still dark. She glanced at the clock. Blue light flashed 2:56. Alex shifted. Olivia wasn't there. The blonde turned completely around and spotted the detective in the dark. She was standing at the window studying something, sipping at a glass of water.
Alex found her voice, "Come to bed, sweetie."
Olivia jumped slightly, "What are you doing up?" She asked as she moved towards the bed, putting the glass on the night stand.
"I could ask you the same question."
Olivia climbed into bed, "I'm always up and down at night. I don't sleep much at all."
Alex slipped her arms around the brunette, "Well, that's not good."
The blonde closed her eyes, but she felt her companion's attention fixed on her. She opened her eyes to meet dark orbs. "What is it, Olivia? Tell me."
The older woman smiled slightly, "I don't know. I haven't been with someone for so long. I nearly forgot what it felt like."
Alex returned the smile. "If you want, you won't forget for a long while."
"I want very much."
The blonde placed a chaste kiss on her lover, "Good. Let's get some sleep."
After a long pause, Olivia spoke in the dark, "Alex."
"Mmm?"
"We should have a first date."
"Mmm, how about Friday?" The blonde mumbled.
"Friday." Olivia repeated.
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Olivia was sitting at her desk when the ADA walked in. The detective glanced at her partner to make sure he saw her too. Cabot was still relatively new in the 1-6th precinct so her presence was regarded with caution.
Munch just happened to be walking past. "Can we help you, Councilor?"
"I just need Detective Tutuola to fill out this paperwork for the Patterson case." Alex said, diplomatically.
Munch rolled his eyes, "Paperwork, just the governments way of chaining you to a desk and then accuse you of not doing your job."
Alex watched him, amused. She looked at Olivia skeptically, "Is he always that pessimistic?"
Olivia shrugged. "We usually give Munch and his conspiracies a little padded room of their own. Don't worry, its not just you."
They shared a smile before Fin came out to meet them. Alex walked off to Fin's desk as Elliot turned to his partner. "Are you ok?" He asked in a hushed whisper.
"What do you mean?" Olivia asked, obviously confused.
"You've never taken to an ADA like that before, and I should know, I've been your partner for a while now."
Olivia tried to shrug it off, "What? She's smart, she's on time and she is damned good at what she does.
Look how she handled Harper's case; she got the bastard on a technicality even though Harper couldn't ID the voice."
Elliot regarded her, unbelievingly, "If you say so."
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AN: I know, rather plain, rather uneventful...but the premise must be set! The next chapter will be up soon!