A/N: I blame this on listening to the 'Coffee House' station on Yahoo! Radio. The song mentioned within aren't mine.
Coffee
Alex shook her slightly wet hair as she entered the coffee house. Construction and accidents had marred her way driving through the city. After almost an hour of frustration, she decided to just wait it out. The brief jog from her car to this shop had given her a decent drench.
This place caught her eye, though she had never heard of it. She was out of her normal realm thanks to the endless congestion and detours she was forced to endure.
She hung up her overcoat and grabbed a cup of her favorite blend.
It appeared that it was some sort of open mic night. Off in a shadowy corner, a person appeared to be getting ready to entertain the patrons.
Sipping her coffee and trying to shake off the cold, her ears perked up at the sound of something she would know anywhere. The sound of that voice was unmistakable. Olivia Benson was sitting on the makeshift stage, with an acoustic guitar in her lap.
"Hi, I'm Serena and I will be playing for you this evening. Requests are encouraged. I'll start off with 'Wonderland' by Angie Aparo."
Take a piece of the sky
Make it rain cherry wine
Give her love give her life
Give her mine
Alexandra was amazed, to put it mildly. Olivia's voice was rich, and soothing. She was so mesmerized by the fact her friend and massive crush was singing, she almost lost her grip on her coffee cup.
The Prosecutor had no idea the brunette could sing. She imagined this member of the NYPD had several talents she was not aware of.
Boy would she like to find out though.
And I'd live forever dark and damned
Just to see you spend one minute girl, in wonderland
The Detective played two more songs before calling for an intermission. Alex decided it was as good a time as any to let her know she was here.
"Liv?"
Olivia's eyes snapped up at the familiar voice. She blushed furiously when smiling cobalt eyes found her chocolate ones.
"Or should I say, 'Serena?'"
The Detective tried to look anywhere but at the face she secretly loved.
"I thought it would be better to use my middle name, instead of my real name. Of course, I wasn't expecting to run into anyone I knew."
Alex bumped her good naturedly with her shoulder. "I didn't know you could sing."
"No one knows. Which is why I come all the way over here to do it. How the hell did you find this place?"
"Insufferable traffic. Now I am glad for it."
The brunette looked sheepish. "Please don't tell the guys."
Alex smiled and squeezed her hand. "It'll be our little secret. Would it be okay if I came to watch you again?"
Olivia paused for a second. If she was in for a penny, might as well be in for a pound.
"How about I give you a private performance?"
The blonde smiled widely. "You provide the music, and I'll provide the coffee."
The End
