Oooh long chapter. It's supposed to make up for the fact that I'm probably not going to update this week because of the incredible amount of studying I have to do. But you never know, I may not be able to resist.
Olivia smirked, "I can't say that I have."
"Wanna join the club?" Alex asked.
"Are you gonna tell me where we're going?" Olivia asked.
Alex shook her head.
"I guess we'll have to forgo initiation until I know where we're going," Olivia smirked.
Alex smirked back, never one to turn down a challenge, "I can wait as long as you can detective."
"Sure you can," Olivia replied with a wiggle of her eyebrows.
"Since we're not going to handle initiation until after dinner," Alex stood, "Why don't we go watch a movie?"
"Oooh, in flight movie?" Olivia followed Alex to the door in the back, "The last movie I saw on a plane was Homeward Bound."
Alex opened the door, "That was the movie I saw on my last commercial flight too." Directly in front of them was a king size bed that took up most of the room and a large TV mounted on the wall opposite the bed. There were tiny curtains over the windows that had been drawn back and the sun lit up the room. There was a tall cabinet on each side of the bed.
"How long ago was that?" Olivia asked, sitting on the bed as Alex walked to one of the cabinets and opened it up revealing shelves full of DVDs.
"A couple months ago," Alex replied scanning the DVDs.
Olivia crawled up to the head of the bed and laid down on the soft pillows, "Wow, these are great."
"Why thank you," Alex smiled pulling a few movies from the shelves.
"They're yours?" Olivia asked.
Alex nodded, dropping the selected movies on the bed next to Olivia, "I picked them out and I use them when I fly, which is not very often. They stay in that cabinet over there, with everyone else's, when I'm not using them."
Olivia pulled back the comforter a little and smiled at the sheets, "These are the same sheets that are on our bed."
Alex sat on the edge of the bed, "I really liked them so I bought two sets."
"Who else uses this jet?" Olivia asked, propping her head up.
"It belongs to the Southerlyns," Alex replied, "Well, not all of them. Just Johnny, Carolyn, and Serena."
"Serena?" the detective started absentmindedly looking through the movies Alex pulled out.
"Yeah," Alex replied laying down on her side, facing Olivia, "Most of her money, she's made herself."
"Being an ADA?" Olivia momentarily looked up at Alex before returned to the task of picking out a movie.
Alex laughed, "Are you kidding?"
Olivia smiled and shrugged, "I have no idea how much ADAs make."
"Not enough for the landing wheels on this plane," Alex replied, "Serena has made the majority of her money on the side. Mostly real estate, stock market, and some quiet investing. She's either a business genius or the luckiest woman in the world. I'm still not sure which one."
"So she's just an ADA for fun?" Olivia asked and handed Alex The Wedding Singer.
"I guess so," Alex added, putting the movie in the DVD player, "For some of us it's not about the money. Actually for most of us it's not about the money. Anyone with JD can go out and make twice as much for some dinky firm run out of a basement. It's about justice."
"I'm glad your not some big fancy corporate lawyer," Olivia smiled when Alex got back on the bed to snuggle, "I like you best as my lowly Bureau Chief for the Manhattan DA's office."
Alex chuckled and kissed Olivia's cheek, "I do believe that was a compliment."
Olivia cradled Alex against her body and smiled, "It was. I promise."
They settled in and watched a few movies before they heard Ryan's voice over the intercom. "We're almost there Miss Cabot."
Alex got off of the bed and pulled Olivia up with her, "C'mon, you have to see this." She pulled Olivia out of the small bedroom and back to their seats. Alex pointed out the window.
Olivia looked out the window. The view below was breathtaking. The city below was lit up. It seemed that every light in every window was on. Olivia tired to figure out what beautiful city they were over. Until she saw it. The Eiffel Tower was lit up in the distance.
"We're in Paris?" Olivia smiled excitedly.
Alex smiled back and nodded.
"We're starting our descent how Miss Cabot," Ryan stated.
Both women buckled their seatbelts. Olivia couldn't stop smiling or staring out the window. Alex liked the view across the table from her more than the view out the window. She was happy to be able to put a smile like that on Olivia's face anyway she could.
They landed a few minutes later at a small airstrip and were greeted by a limo next to the airstrip. Ryan stepped out of the cockpit, "Have a nice dinner Miss Cabot." He opened the door and let down the stairs.
Alex held out her hand to Olivia. "Are you ready for dinner?"
Olivia was completely speechless, so she smiled and nodded. She took Alex's hand and followed her down the stairs and to the limo. The driver was standing outside smiled.
(A/N from here on out words in italics are words said in French.)
"Hello Miss Cabot," the driver said, "Do you want the long way or the short way?"
"Short way before dinner, long way after," Alex smiled.
The driver opened the and Alex let Olivia get in first.
Olivia continued to look out the window in awe all the way to the restaurant. "There's not many people out tonight." She glanced back at Alex smiling and kissing her hand before looking out the window again.
"That's because it's two in the morning here," Alex replied. She continued to watch Olivia all the way to the restaurant. Olivia's eyes were wide and a huge smile was affixed to her face. She looked like a little kid walking into the Magic Kingdom for the first time.
Alex found herself suddenly wondering if Olivia had ever been Disney World. There were so many places that she could take Olivia and hopefully see that look on her face again.
The limo pulled to a stop and the door opened. Olivia started to get out, but Alex stopped her. "Wait. I want you to close your eyes."
Olivia raised an eyebrow, but complied. Alex got out first and helped Olivia out. Olivia was led into a building and into what she thought was an elevator. Olivia started to open one eye, but Alex's voice stopped her, "No peeking."
Olivia chuckled, "Sorry."
Then there was a ding, telling Olivia that they were indeed in an elevator.
"Are you Miss Cabot?" a woman's voice asked.
"Yes," Alex replied.
"Right this way," the woman stated and they started walking again.
Olivia felt Alex stop and walk around behind her. Alex's slender arms wrapped around her waist from behind and she felt Alex's breath on her ear. "Open your eyes."
Olivia opened her eyes and was completely overwhelmed. They were standing on a small balcony with a table for two set in front of them. Beyond that, the Eiffel Tower was lit up on the other side of the Sienne River. The lights of the tower reflected off of the water and tinkled with the ripples.
"Oh my God Alex," Olivia turned around in Alex's arms, "This is amazing." She passionately kissed Alex before slowly pulling away.
Alex pulled out Olivia's chair for her and then sat in her own chair.
"How long have you been planning this?" Olivia asked.
Alex shrugged, "I got the idea while I was packing your apartment and found your passport."
"Oh my passport for the semester abroad I never took," Olivia smirked.
"Well, we can go anywhere you want, whenever you want," Alex replied, "And you can pretend you're in college if you want."
Olivia chuckled, "I don't have to pretend I'm in college again. I'm very happy being a NYPD detective who is very, very in love with a Manhattan Bureau Chief."
Alex beamed. She took Olivia's hand and kissed her knuckles. "I am very, very in love with you too."
They sat, staring at each other and smiling, until a woman walked out on the balcony with a bottle of wine and two glasses. She silently set the two glasses down, poured some wine and left the bottle before she went back inside.
"As I recall," Alex studied the bottle, "You like Pinot Noir."
"I do," Olivia smiled.
"Good," Alex looked up at her, "Because this is the best Pinot Noir you'll ever taste."
Olivia picked up her glass and raised it in a toast, "To the sweetest girlfriend in the world who flew me to Paris just for dinner."
"To being able to share the world with you," Alex smiled and clinked her glass with Olivia's.
Alex swirled her wine and inhaled the deep, sweet aroma of the wine. She took a long sip and enjoyed the taste.
"This is fantastic," Olivia replied, "It's so…wow."
"There's a reason they call it sex in a glass," Alex smirked.
Olivia raised an eyebrow. She opened her mouth to reply, but their silent waitress came back with two bowls of soup and set one in front of each woman.
"Thank you," Alex smiled to the woman.
The woman bowed her head and walked off again.
Olivia picked up her spoon and paused before taking a bite, "There's no snail in this is there."
Alex laughed, "No. Serena tricked me into eating escargot one time and I threw up for an hour. I would never inflict that on you."
Olivia smiled and started eating.
After they finished their soup, the waitress brought out the main course and took the empty bowls away.
Alex caught Olivia absentmindedly eating her veal while looking at the lit up Parisian landmark. "Is there anything else you wanted to see since we're here?"
"How much time do we have before we have to be at work in the morning?" Olivia asked.
"It's almost nine in New York now," Alex looked at her watch then up at Olivia, "And it takes about six hours to get back. So we'd have to leave around one our time to get back at seven so we'll have time to get to work by eight. Meaning, we have four hours from now."
"I want to see Notre Dame," Olivia stated.
Alex nodded, "Okay, we can drive through the Arc D' Triomphe on the way there. Next time we come, we have to go to the Louvre. It's may favorite place to go in Paris."
Olivia smiled, "Okay."
"You'll have to start making a list of places you want to go," Alex smiled.
"So you can surprise me on my day off?" Olivia raised an eyebrow.
Alex shrugged, "If you want. Or so I can surprise you on a weekend with a short notice trip to Venice or Athens, maybe Madrid. Or Florida."
"What's in Florida?" Olivia asked.
"Disney World," Alex smirked.
"Oh yeah," Olivia smiled, "I've never been there before."
"Good to know," Alex replied.
The second their plates were empty the waitress came out with the desert.
"She's efficient," Olivia commented after the waitress was out a sight.
Alex nodded.
They shared their desert of tiramisu, then went back downstairs to the limo.
Alex rolled down the windows and opened the moon roof so Olivia would see as much as the beautiful city as possible while sitting in her seat.
The driver stopped as close to Notre Dame as he could get and the two lovers walked hand in hand to the massive cathedral. They stopped a few yards away from it and looked up, studying the intricate designs.
"When I first came here," Alex spoke, her voice wistful, "I was about ten I guess. I told my dad that I wanted to get married here. He smiled at me and told me that you had to be Catholic to get married here and we were Baptists. I told him that I'd convert if it meant that I could get married here. He laughed. And when I came out to him, the first thing he said was 'I guess that means you're not converting to Catholicism huh?'"
Olivia slid her arm around Alex's shoulders, "You miss you're dad?"
Alex nodded, "Everyday. Paris was our place. He always brought me here by myself and we'd spend the weekend walking around downtown and shopping. Every time I come here now, it's like he's back here with me. In my own weird way, I'm introducing you to my dad. He would have loved you."
Olivia noticed the tears in Alex's eyes and wrapped both arms around her, holding her close. Alex wiped away her tears and added, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…"
"You don't have to apologize," Olivia rested her head on Alex's, "I'm so honored that you'd bring me here, to meet your dad." Olivia kissed Alex's cheek.
After a few minutes of standing outside Notre Dame, Olivia spoke again, "They make inflatable churches that look like Notre Dame."
Alex laughed, "How do you know that?"
"I was waiting for you to get home one night and saw this show about weddings and some couple was getting married in an inflatable church," Olivia explained.
"I am not getting married in an inflatable church," Alex stated matter-of-factly, "I don't care what it looks like."
Olivia chuckled, "No one's trying to make you get married in an inflatable church."
"I'm just saying…" Alex smirked.
"What time is it?" Olivia asked.
Alex looked at her watch, "It's only eleven."
"Where do you want to do now?" Olivia asked, happily.
"Um," Alex thought, "We can go look at the Louvre." Alex smirked, "Or we can go to the Crazy Horse Saloon. I'm sure it's still open."
"Isn't that that strip club in the Mötley Crüe song?" Olivia asked.
"It's a cabaret," Alex stated with a small smile.
"A naked cabaret," Olivia replied with a raised eyebrow.
Alex laughed, "I was joking about that, unless you really wanted to go."
Olivia slid her hand from Alex's shoulder down her arm to her hand, "We should go look at the Louvre because I have no interest in looking at any naked women who I know could never compare to you."
Alex immediately blushed.
Olivia chuckled and kissed Alex, pulling her to the limo.
They sat outside the Louvre, Alex sitting on the back of the limo with her arms draped lazily around Olivia's shoulders who was leaning between her legs. Alex rested her chin on top of Olivia's head, "I love you."
"I love you too," Olivia replied. She turned around to look at Alex, "Thank you for bringing me here and sharing Paris with me."
Alex smiled and leaned down, placing a short, sweet kiss on Olivia's lips, but Olivia had other plans. She leaned toward Alex who started to pull away. Olivia's hand found their way to the back of Alex's neck. Alex deepened the kiss, allowing Olivia's tongue entrance into her mouth. Fingers and hair, and lips and tongues intertwined, in a beautiful, sensual kiss on the background of the lit up Louvre.
When Olivia finally pulled away she giggled.
"What's so funny?" Alex beamed.
"We just French kissed in France," Olivia grinned.
Alex laughed heartily and put some of Olivia's hair behind her ear, "You're so cute and kind of a dork."
Olivia feigned being hurt by the comment, but couldn't stop a smile. Alex pulled Olivia into another heated kiss and all attempts at pretending to be hurt were forgotten.
After a few more minutes of enjoying the local kissing style they decided that they better head home.
Once in the plane, they took their seats and buckled themselves in.
"Are you ready Miss Cabot?" Ryan asked.
Alex reached behind her and pressed the intercom button, "Yes. Thank you Ryan."
They plane taxied down the runway and lifted off. Both women watched Paris slowly get smaller and smaller before it started to fade away.
"You can get up now Miss Cabot," Ryan added over the intercom.
"Thank you Ryan," Alex answered. Alex unbuckled her seatbelt and stood. She offered her hand to Olivia who took it and let Alex pull her into the bedroom.
Alex shut the door behind them and stood at the foot of the bed with the back of her legs touching the side of the bed. Olivia sauntered over and rested her hands on Alex hips.
"Ready for initiation?" Alex asked huskily.
Olivia nodded.
Alex hungrily attacked Olivia's lips and fell back onto the bed pulling Olivia down on top of her.
About an hour later, they completed the initiation and preceded to go to sleep for the remainder of the trip back to New York.