Alex woke up the next morning and slid out of bed. She started the coffee, and toasted a bagel for Olivia. She went back to the bedroom where she crawled back into bed and woke Olivia up.
The second Olivia's eyes met Alex's she asked, "Are you okay?"
Alex put on a brave face for Olivia and nodded. She kissed Olivia lightly, "Since I have time now, do you want me to go over to your apartment and start packing."
"Sure," Olivia couldn't stop the smile from creeping across her face.
Alex smiled because Olivia was smiling, "Why are you smiling like that?"
Olivia pulled Alex to her body, "Because I get to move in, officially, with the most beautiful woman in the world."
"You forgot a few things," Alex corrected.
Olivia punctuated each of Alex's attributes with a kiss, "I get to move in with the most caring, intelligent, loving, wonderful, amazing woman in the world."
"That's more like it," Alex kissed Olivia one last time before having to drag her, kicking and screaming, out of bed. Well, the kicking and screaming was more like laying limp and groaning.
Once she was dressed, feed and caffeinated Olivia was ready for her day. "Are you going to be okay today?"
Alex nodded, "Today I think I can handle. It's the other twenty-nine days that are worrying me." She rested her hands on Olivia's hips, "I'm gonna drop by the precinct around lunch today to talk to Elliot."
"Okay," Olivia nodded. She knew Alex wouldn't feel better until she talked this through with Elliot. "What else are you gonna do today?"
"I'm gonna go pick up some boxes," Alex stated, "Then head to your apartment to pack all your crap."
Olivia smiled, "Sounds like fun. Too bad I'm gonna miss it."
"Oh don't think you're getting out of it," Alex tried to keep a straight face, "You're coming over after work."
"Okay," Olivia kissed Alex, "I love you. I'll see you after work."
"I love you too," Alex replied, "Be careful."
Around lunch, Alex strolled into the precinct from the elevator to come face to face with Cragen. He smiled fatherly, "How ya feelin'?"
"I've been better," Alex replied.
"Well, I have to warn you," Cragen stated, "That I've been told by Donnelly to chase you out of here when you come sneaking around."
"I'll just be here a second," Alex explained, "I have to talk to Elliot."
Cragen smiled and patted her on the arm, "I won't chase you out of here, just don't let Donnelly catch you."
Alex smiled, "Thanks Don."
She walked past him and soon found herself a few feed from Elliot and Olivia's desks. They were both working on paperwork, too busy to know it was lunchtime.
"Elliot?" Alex called carefully.
He and his partner looked up at the mention of his name. He didn't say anything, he just stared.
Alex walked over to him, "Look, I came to apologize. I'm really, really sorry." She took an envelope out of her coat pocket and handed it to Elliot, "Peace offering."
Elliot didn't look down in the envelope, "I understand why you did what you did. And I forgive you."
"So we're good?" Alex let out a smile.
Elliot smiled back, "We're good." He looked in the envelope and pulled out two tickets. He looked up at her in disbelief, "How did you get these?"
Alex just smirked.
He stood and hugged her, "Thank you."
Alex laughed, "You're welcome."
"Dickie's gonna love this," Elliot sat back in his chair.
"Good," Alex smiled, "Well, I gotta go. Dirty closets don't pack themselves." She looked over at Olivia to see if she caught her last sentence.
She did, "Hey! My closets aren't dirty."
Alex chuckled, "I'll see you guys later."
Olivia leaned on her desk to see what Alex got Elliot. "What are they for?"
"The Knicks game tomorrow night," Elliot replied, "Three rows up from mid court."
"Wow," Olivia smiled, "Those are great."
"Did you have anything to do with this?" Elliot asked.
Olivia shook her head, "She just said she was coming down here to talk to you."
"Is she okay?" Elliot put the tickets back in the envelope, "I mean really okay?"
Olivia sighed. Alex did smile a few times this morning, but last night…and there was something behind Alex's eyes that definitely wasn't a positive emotion. "I don't know."
Hours later, Olivia walked out of the precinct to her car and called Alex.
"Hey," Alex answered cheerfully.
"You sound happy," Olivia noticed.
Alex chuckled, "I just found your yearbook."
"Oh no," Olivia smiled and started her car, "Well, enjoy it while you can. I'm on the way and it will disappear when I get there."
"Not if you can't find it," Alex replied, "By the way, nice hair."
"It was the eighties!" Olivia defended.
"I didn't have hair like that in the eighties," Alex replied.
"That's because you were ten in the eighties," Olivia retorted, "You're hair was still in pigtails."
"It was not!" Alex laughed, "I could drive by the time the eighties were over thank you very much. Besides, I lived in Texas. My hair should have been twice as big as yours. But it wasn't."
Olivia laughed, "Yeah, yeah."
"Okay, I just have one last question," Alex calmed down considerable.
"Okay," Olivia nodded, pulling into a parking space outside her old apartment, which she noted was considerably closer to the precinct than her new apartment.
"Are you sure that wasn't a poodle on your head?" Alex burst out laughing.
Olivia couldn't help, but laugh, "You're gonna get it when I get upstairs."
"You're here?" Alex managed to choke through her laughter.
"Yeah," Olivia got out, "I'll be up in a second."
Alex's laughter subsided, "Okay, I'll see you."
Olivia hung up and trotted up the stairs.