"You got it too?" Olivia responded, wide-eyed with shock.
"Yeah, do you have any idea how this happened?" Alex shot back, almost accusingly.
"None in the slightest, Alex. Jesus Christ! You think I would have noticed that there were cameras in my apartment! I mean, it's my job to notice things, right? God only knows where else the cameras are!" Olivia practically screamed.
"Calm down, Liv," Alex started, "So are you going to do what he says?"
"Do what who says?" Olivia questioned.
"Oh boy," Alex sighed, "You didn't watch the whole tape, did you?"
"Well, no…" Olivia stated plainly, "I really didn't feel like watching a sex tape of myself and my girlfriend while I'm at work, thanks."
"Oh stop being a baby, Liv! Just play the rest of the tape."
"Now?" Olivia questioned.
"Now." Alex responded firmly.
Olivia pressed "play" on the VCR and the voyeuristic tape came back on. It played for another five minutes or so, ending when both women were completely naked and getting ready to move into Olivia's bedroom to continue their escapades.
"There," Olivia stated, "are you happy, Alexandra?"
She was trying her best to be firm and stoic, giving Alex the impression that she was slightly angry by the use of the other woman's full first name, but instead it came out as a sensual whisper.
"Just watch, Detective."
Touché. Olivia thought.
The tape switched over to a dark room, where only the silhouette of a man was visible.
"Hello Detective, Counselor, and anyone else who is watching at this point. My, that was quite a show, wasn't it? Let's give a round of applause to our leading ladies." A series of pathetic claps followed the statement. The man's voice was deep and gruff—the kind that gave Olivia shivers. The voice continued,
"Now don't worry, my friends. I have part two of this romp in my possession and will be happy to let you have it. Only thing is, I can think of a lot of people who would want to see two beautiful women doing the deed, so you're going to have to do what I want. I need all investigations to stop on the Aaron case. Do not ask why. If you comply, the copies of the tape and the others in the series—believe me there are several—will be destroyed forever and no one will ever have to see them. You have until Wednesday at 8 pm to decide."
The man went on to say that if both Alex and Olivia agreed, one of them was to call a payphone nearby at exactly 8 pm on Wednesday night, if they did not, by 9 their tape would have hit the internet and on its way to being sold in stores that cater to a very mature audience. Wednesday was only two days away. They needed to think quickly.
"Fuck." Olivia sighed quietly, "There's no way we can stop the Aaron investigation."
"I know." Alex responded, almost meekly.
Bridgette Aaron was found murdered in the apartment she shared with her mother. She was thirteen years old. It was not originally an SVU case, but upon the autopsy, she was found to be three months pregnant, and had several fractured bones consistent with long-term abuse. They had absolutely no leads on who the father of the baby was or who killed her. The poor girl was barely a teenager, and both Olivia and Alex knew that they could not stop investigating her case to save their own asses. If they did that, Bridgette Aaron would never get justice.
"We have to tell the Captain." Olivia whispered.
"I know." Alex said again.
"Are you going to be okay, Alex?"
"I think so."
Olivia took hold of the blonde's hands and quietly said, "I love you."
And, once again, Alex responded with, "I know."
So the two women walked out of the interview room hand-in-hand, ready to face whatever ordeal awaited them.
A/N: I was just going to leave it here, but if you want to know what they decide, you have to review! I need you to tell me what you think they should do!