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Chapter Three: ring around the…Lesbian?

"Hey, Cabot…Alexandra?" a gentle voice prodded me from the dark depths. I tried to see who was prodding me from my impromptu nap and to tell them to shut the hell up and let me sleep, but I couldn't make out any features. Why can't I see?

"Alex open your eyes. I won't bite," the voice said louder this time. I know that voice. Who? The world was still encased in black. Dammit I want to see. Wait a minute, she…I'm sure it's a she prodding me away, said to open my eyes.

I blinked. Then blinked again. Light evaded and I cringed. My eyes were still closed. Oh.

Blinding light flooded my vision, causing me to blink away the fuzzy haze that clouded my sight. Green eyes stared at me from a few inches away. Green eyes? Liv has brown eyes.

"Come on Alexandra, get up off the floor. You're making a scene." That voice. It belongs to Judge Petrovsky. Oh fuck!

"Gr..mm Judge." I let my eyes wander around and realized that I was laying on dark blue carpet and several pairs of shoes attached to several different ankles stood nearby. What happened?

"Is she all right?" a high-pitched male voice asked.

"She thudded against the carpet pretty hard. I heard it from two rows over," a soft feminine voice said.

I looked around and saw my basket of books toppled and all my selections scattered afar. All of my very lesbian themed selections, complete with provocative covers. Oh, no! A tall woman, about late forties or so in a hooded sweatshirt bent down to gather up my books as discreetly as possible.

I noticed her short and very spiked hair. My gaydar pinged. She glanced at the other patrons surrounding me then at Judge Petrovsky, and stacked my books provocative covers down and hidden. She noticed me watching her and winked. Yep, lesbian alert.

Judge Petrovsky looked back at the woman and smiled. I grimaced at the sight.

"Lee? Is she all right?" the soft feminine voice ask, now I realized belonged to the red head.

Lee? Huh? What was going on here?

"She will be okay. Nothing more to see, you may go back to your browsing." Judge Petrovsky stared down at me now from her feet and extended down her hand. I listened to her commanding voice from afar and I felt my mouth part as all the feet disappeared from my line of sight except the tall red head.

Damn. That must be the 'Deputy Director'…kill me now Lord.

Without really thinking, I grabbed her hand, marveled for a second on its softness, and allowed her to yank me back to my feet. The world swam before my eyes and I felt wobbly. Strong hands grabbed my arms and steadied me.

"Whoa there Miss Cabot."

"I'm fine," I shouted at her and tried to shake her hands off me.

"I'm sure you are, but I would rather not take you to the Emergency Room with a busted open head or a broken nose. Your Detective would never forgive me if I let you mar your perfect features." She clamped on firm and shook me slightly to get my downcast eyes back up to head level.

"Perfect features?" I shook my head in puzzlement. "And she is not my Detective. Liv is her own woman." I looked into the swirling green and watched as the corners crinkled as she smiled. I bit my lip and cringed slightly. The hands released me. I watched the smile drop and the twinkling green went steely cold between one breath and the next. Uh oh.

"Miss Cabot," she snapped. I resisted the urge to snap to attention and instead folded my arms over my chest in a posture of defiance. "She may be her own woman as you put it, but she is head over heels for you and would do anything for you. She even comes to watch your dreary court cases when she can. Now…that's love."

My cheeks flamed bright red and I dropped my hands down to my sides. She's right about Olivia, and I was just being childish because she embarrassed me yet again. She has to enjoy watching me squirm under her gaze. I decided to do the adult thing and apologize. "I am very sorry Judge. I didn't mean to offend you with my retaliation. It's just been a crazy day."

"Oh I understand more than you think."

I treaded right over her understanding statement and kept on ranting, "and to top it all off, Detective Benson stood me up for our lunch engagement. She caught a case…which I understand, I mean it happens all the time but now she's busy and…."

"Don't interrupt Alexandra..it's rude." She jostled her sack of purchases and tapped her fingers against her chin, laughing softly. "Gosh..stood up," she smiled then continued, "that's a bummer," she said. Her eyes flicked down to the floor, over to the red head briefly then back up to meet mine. "Would you care to grab some coffee up the street and maybe talk about…things?" Coffee with Judge Petrovsky?

"Thank you Judge…" Olivia won't be home until late anyways. What could it hurt? "I would like that."

She turned and looked to the red head with an arch of her eyebrow and said, "this is Deputy Director Amy Morgan…. The one we discussed."

"Discussed?" Amy responded also with an arch of her reddish brown eyebrow. I was getting a headache just watching the two of them silently challenge each other.

I gathered my wits and said, "Oh… Hello ma'am, I am Alexandra Cabot. ADA." I stretched my hand out cautiously, half expecting it to be bitten off by this gorgeous and mysterious 'friend' of Judge Petrovsky.

She clasped my hand in a firm grip and shook my hand gently. I slyly gazed at her, assessing her as she no doubt did the same. She wore loose and comfortable clothes. Certainly not the attire for a Deputy Director of a government intelligence agency. I briefly wondered what she thought of my suit outfit, no doubt wrinkled beyond belief from having just left work not too long ago and then my Scarlett O'hara impersonation.

"It's so good to finally meet you Miss Cabot. She talks about you often." She smiled at me then winked at Judge Petrovsky.

I started to sway again at the sight and once again I was grabbed in a fierce embrace by two strong hands, curled tightly around my elbows.

"Alexandra, you don't look very steady." Judge Petrovsky grabbed my elbow, easing Amy's fingers away and the two of them held me between them.

If I were to die right at that minute, I think I would have welcomed hell. Clasped between two dragons: one short and scary; the other tall and disarming. I'm sure I would look good in horns and a tail. Liv would sure like it.

"Let's get her to the car. I really don't want to spend the evening in the Emergency Room waiting with her and explaining to..Olivia was it? Why you banged your head."

"Why did you faint?" Judge Petrovsky asked.

I faltered for a breath or two. "Well…I was startled." Way to go Alex, keep it vague.

The Deputy Director looked at Judge Petrovsky skeptically and smiled. "What did you say?"

Judge Petrovsky flushed apple red and bit her lip sheepishly. I blinked then blinked again. I stuttered, "it was nothing really. My blood sugar is low, that's all."

"Mhmm. All right. Well Miss Cabot, shall we take you to get food and coffee. Possibly talk about your future?"

"Yes…I just have to text Olivia where I'm at first." They let me go and turned away to give me some privacy.

In a state of shock, I pulled out my phone and sent off a text message saying that I would be home in about two hours, but left my destination and plans vague. I put my phone back then turned around and saw the two women whispering quietly to each other. I blinked again. Who knew a dragon could appear so human?

I walked over to them and Judge Petrovsky gazed at me with that weird smile she's been flashing at me all day. Maybe I did enter the twilight zone. But Olivia text me back so I know she's real in this alternate world.

"Here's your books." The pile of books I dropped was thrust into my hands and I stared down at them stupidly, having forgotten all about them.

"Let me just go pay for them than we can go to get coffee. Olivia won't be home for another couple of hours if at all so I'm free until then." I gripped the books tight. Then sauntered over to the check out to pay for my books as quickly as possible and with minimum conversation.

I normally chat with the ladies behind the counter but not today. They looked at me oddly as I grabbed my bag and turned away, but they didn't comment. I was glad for the silence. I wouldn't have known what to say.

A/N: This is just a quick update to move along the plot. It has a bit of humor to it also. Let me know what you think. Touch and push my…

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