A/N: Happy Monday, everyone! Thank you so much for the fic love and I hope you enjoy the Alex/Olivia goodness. :)

"Searching all my days just to find you."

Alex's friends from Framingham had tried to contact her a couple of times since the day she had gone to Boston with Olivia, but she refused to talk to them. Their pictures were still tucked away and, in their place, were pictures of her and Olivia that were taken during their trip. Alex's favorite picture was one of her kissing Olivia's cheek, but that one had to be kept in a special hiding place for the time being. Even though her 17th birthday was quickly approaching, Alex's parents were still against her dating anyone. She was always fascinated by the way her parents approached the topic of dating in two completely different ways. Her dad was perfectly accepting of his daughter being a lesbian, but he told Alex that he would view teenage girls who wanted to date his daughter the same way he would view teenage boys; as horny perverts who only want one thing. Alex told him she was aware of what that one thing was and all he could manage to say was, "Alexandra, you better not give it to them." Alex's mom would ask her about "young women" and if she had crushes. Alex knew she had more than a crush on Olivia, but there was no way she would admit that to her mom. Instead, she told her about a girl named Olivia on the basketball team whom she thought was gorgeous. She mentioned nothing about hanging out with her on weekends or even sitting together at lunchtime. When her mom asked if she wanted to date Olivia, Alex said probably not because she didn't think Olivia noticed her. It was all a lie, but she was afraid of the consequences of her dating Olivia behind their backs.

Alex had spent the past two hours doing her homework in the living room while watching TRL when she heard a knock at the door. Both of her parents were already home and they weren't expecting any visitors, so Alex was surprised when she heard someone knocking. She set her Trigonometry book down and looked through the peephole of the door. She started smiling uncontrollably when she saw that it was Olivia standing on the other side. Alex quickly opened the door and, without saying a word, she wrapped her arms around Olivia. She knew she was being paranoid, but she made sure the door was shut behind them so her parents wouldn't be able to see them in the hallway together.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"I just wanted to give you something," Olivia responded.

"You came all the way over here to give me something? You didn't want to save yourself the trip and give it to me at school tomorrow?"

"The gift is really just an excuse to see you even sooner," Olivia admitted. She pulled a CD case out of her jacket pocket and handed it to Alex.

"What's this for?" Alex asked as she started reading the song titles.

"When we were going to Boston, you told me you always wondered what I listened to when I had my headphones on and I never gave you an answer. I decided to make you a mix CD of some of my favorite songs instead of just telling you what I listen to."

"I'm going to keep this on perma-play in my stereo," Alex said right before kissing Olivia.

"That kiss was worth coming all the way over here," Olivia said and started smiling. The moment she saw Olivia smile, Alex couldn't help but kiss her again.

"I'm getting closer to 17 each day," Alex told her.

"I can't wait," Olivia admitted. "I'm going to make you mine the moment you turn 17, even if it means coming over here at midnight."

"And you won't live to see 17 if you don't tell me what's going on," Alex heard her mom say angrily.

"Mom," Alex said nervously. She tried to gauge her mom's reaction, but she couldn't. Her biggest fear was becoming a reality. She was less than three weeks shy of her birthday and now she'd never get to spend time with Olivia gain. She knew she should say something else, but no words were able to form.

"Mrs. Cabot, we can explain," Olivia began.

"How much did you see?" Alex asked.

"Everything," Mrs. Cabot responded. "Alex, who is this girl?"

"This is Olivia," Alex informed her.

"Olivia Benson, ma'am. Pleased to meet you," Olivia said and held out her hand. She pulled away when she finally realized Alex's mom wasn't exactly thrilled to meet her.

"So, you're the famous Olivia," Mrs. Cabot said in a condescending tone.

"Mom, please," Alex pleaded. "Can we just talk about this later?"

"No," Mrs. Cabot told her. "When I see my daughter canoodling in the hallway with some girl, I think it's my right to know more about her."

"That sounds fair," Olivia said, hoping it would earn her some points with Mrs. Cabot.

"What are your intentions with my daughter?" Mrs. Cabot asked a very confused Olivia.

"I...don't...know," Olivia stammered.

"Are you a virgin?" Mrs. Cabot asked.

"Yes," Olivia answered quickly.

"Is my daughter?"

"Yes," Olivia repeated.

"Do you want to have sex with her?" Mrs. Cabot asked.

"No," Olivia responded. Unfortunately, her response sounded more like a question than an answer.

"No?" Mrs. Cabot asked. "Are you attracted to her?"

"Yes," Olivia answered nervously.

"Mom!" Alex said, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"I was just teasing her," Mrs. Cabot said and started laughing. "Olivia, you seem like a sweet girl and quite the looker, too. No wonder my daughter has a crush on you."

"Alex told you she has a crush on me?" Olivia asked and started smiling.

"She thinks you're gorgeous," Mrs. Cabot told the now blushing Olivia.

"Mom," Alex groaned.

"I would say I'd leave you two girls alone, but I know you're just going to start shoving your tongues down each other's throats. What are you doing for dinner, Olivia?"

"I was just going to have some frozen pizza," Olivia responded. "My mom teaches a 7-10 class tonight."

"Frozen pizza is nowhere near good enough for a growing girl," Mrs. Cabot said and put her hand on Olivia's shoulder. "You're joining us for dinner tonight. I'm sure my husband will be thrilled to meet you. He was worried about Alex not making any friends. Just don't tell him you two have crushes on each other. I'm okay with you girls liking each other and kissing each other, but my husband is a different story. This is so exciting. My little Alexandra is growing up and liking girls."

"This is so embarrassing," Alex told Olivia once her mom had left to find Alex's dad. "I'm so sorry about my mom."

"Don't be sorry. I think she's really sweet," Olivia told her and gently squeezed her hand. "You're lucky."

"Olivia, I didn't mean to–"

"Babe, you don't have to apologize," Olivia insisted. "Just because I don't have a good relationship with my mom, it doesn't mean you have to feel bad about having a good relationship with yours."

Alex tried to sneak a quick kiss, but she heard her father and mother start to approach the living room. She felt herself start to tense up. She was pleasantly surprised by her mom's reaction to Olivia, but she knew her father was a different story. He was adamant about Alex not having a girlfriend or even dating anybody until she was 17. She knew he viewed every teenage girl that took an interest in his daughter as nothing more than a pervert and he would probably see Olivia the same way. Alex and Olivia were interested in more than a physical relationship with each other, but there was no use trying to convince Mr. Cabot. Alex was his pride and joy and he didn't think anyone was good enough for his princess.

"Daddy, this is Olivia," Alex said nervously. "She's my friend from school."

"Pleased to meet you, sir," Olivia said and shook his hand.

"Aren't you a well-mannered young woman," Mr. Cabot said. "And absolutely stunning."

"Thank you," Olivia said nervously.

"Dinner won't be ready for an hour," Mr. Cabot told them. "I'll let you two go to Alex's room. If you're anything like the friends Alex had in Framingham, I know you're going to want some privacy to gossip and do whatever it is teenage girls do."

"Come on, Olivia, let's go to my room," Alex said a little too eagerly.

"Not so fast, you two," Mrs. Cabot said. "Why don't you two come to the kitchen with us while I make dinner? That way we can get to know Olivia a little better."

"Fine with me," Olivia said, but Alex was starting to become frustrated. She wanted Olivia all to herself.

Alex, Olivia, and Mr. Cabot sat down around the kitchen table while Mrs. Cabot started making dinner. "I'm making spaghetti. It's Alex favorite," Mrs. Cabot said and smiled at her daughter.

"I'm learning something new about her every day," Olivia said.

"Tell us something about yourself, Olivia," Mrs. Cabot insisted.

"There's not much to tell," Olivia said. "I'm 17 and a junior at the same school as Alex. I get pretty good grades and I'm an excellent basketball player. This is my third year on the girls' varsity team."

"Oh, so you love basketball?" Mr. Cabot asked.

"It's my heart and soul," Olivia admitted. "I've been playing since I was five."

"I played some basketball myself when I was young," Mr. Cabot informed her. "I was going to be the next Pistol Pete, but I gave it all up for the woman I love."

"Frank, stop lying to her," Mrs. Cabot told her husband. "You played on the freshmen team for one month before you quit."

"I quit because basketball interfered with our time together," Mr. Cabot told his wife.

Mrs. Cabot just shook her head and started laughing. "Honey, you quit because one of the boys shoved you in a locker after practice."

"He shoved me in that locker out of jealousy because you were going to the Valentine's dance with me instead of him," Mr. Cabot told her.

"You two have been together that long?" Olivia asked in disbelief.

"Ever since we were in the 9th grade," Mr. Cabot responded. "I proposed to Jolene at our junior prom and we were married the week after graduation."

"And nine months later, there was our little Alexandra," Mrs. Cabot said.

"We struggled at first, but I think we're doing alright now," Mr. Cabot told Olivia. "I can't imagine my life without these two beautiful women. My biggest hope for Alexandra is that she someday finds the same kind of happiness."

"She will," Olivia said and smiled at Alex. "I'm sure she'll find someone who loves everything about her and wants nothing more than to spoil her. Alex is so caring and beautiful. Any girl would be lucky to have her."

"Well, whoever this girl is, she better wait until Alexandra turns 17," Mr. Cabot said sternly.

"Yes, sir," Olivia responded without thinking.

"So, that's what this is about?" Mr. Cabot asked. "I knew Jolene was up to something."

"I was up to absolutely nothing, Frank," Mrs. Cabot said and winked at her daughter.

"I have a crush on your daughter, sir," Olivia said nervously. "And I'd like to take her out on a date when she is allowed."

"Where do you plan on going?" Mr. Cabot asked.

"I was thinking of dinner and a movie," Olivia responded. "I'll have her home at a decent hour and I promise to treat her with the utmost respect and–"

"Olivia," Mr. Cabot interrupted. "I'd be honored for you to date my little princess, but it's not just up to me. It's also up to–"

"Daddy, yes!" Alex said excitedly. "My answer is yes. I want to date Olivia!"

"I meant it's also up to my wife, but I guess Alexandra's answer is just as important," Mr. Cabot said and ruffled his daughter's hair.

"I see no problem with Olivia dating Alexandra," Mrs. Cabot said. "Olivia is the kind of girl I always hoped our daughter would find."

"Same here," Alex admitted and stared dreamily at Olivia.

"But you two aren't dating until her birthday," Mr. Cabot reminded them.

Alex blew a kiss to Olivia the moment her parents weren't looking. She wished it would have been a real kiss, but she didn't mind waiting. She was just glad that her parents liked Olivia and approved of the two of them dating as soon as Alex turned 17.

Alex's parents spent the rest of the evening getting to know Olivia and she was thrilled when they asked questions about Olivia's interests and future plans instead of questions about Olivia's family life. Olivia was smiling and laughing more than Alex had ever seen her do before. Olivia fit in so well with Alex's parents and she began to imagine what it would be like if Olivia were to be more than her girlfriend. She wanted a marriage like the one her parents had and she wanted it with Olivia. She imagined herself marrying Olivia right after graduation and having an apartment together while she was at Harvard and Olivia was at BU. She'd spoil Olivia every morning with breakfast in bed and make love to her every night. She wanted Olivia to know what it was like to come home to someone who loves her and wouldn't dream of hurting her or berating her.

"Alex?" Mrs. Cabot said. "Sweetheart, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Alex said, coming out of her daze.

"I have to go now," Olivia told them. "It was a pleasure meeting you two. Thank you for dinner, Mrs. Cabot."

"The pleasure was all ours," Mrs. Cabot told her.

"You can come over anytime," Mr. Cabot said to Olivia. "Just no sex or anything even close to that with my daughter."

"I will, sir. I mean, I won't," Olivia responded. "I won't have sex with your daughter."

"Daddy!" Alex said, embarrassed.

"Frank, don't embarrass the girls," Mrs. Cabot said.

Alex's parents left the two of them alone so Alex could say goodbye to Olivia. She took this opportunity to lead Olivia outside and hold her close.

"What's this for?" Olivia playfully asked.

"For being so perfect," Alex responded.

"You're the only one who thinks so."

"No way," Alex told her. "My parents are already big fans of yours."

"I'm a big fan of theirs too," Olivia admitted. "I'd love to have a marriage like theirs someday."

"Same here," Alex said and kissed Olivia.

After a few more kisses, Olivia slowly pulled away and insisted that it was time for her to go home. Alex stole one more quick kiss before returning to her living room and daydreaming about her future with Olivia.