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OUT OF NEW YORK

CHAPTER 5: Blown flip flop.

"Well if you keep doing that, we may never get our work done." Abbey said smiling to Olivia who again was kissing her neck in between rubs.

"Can't help it. It calls to me." She said burring her head once again in the brunette's hair.

"Honestly Olivia. What has gotten in to you?" Abbie moved so that she was no longer centered under the brunette's touch. "Even when we were together, you were never like this."

"I have found the error of my ways. You're the one I made the mistake with and now I want to correct that." Olivia spun Abbie's chair around, their faces were just inches apart.

"You are a persuasive one." Abbey said in her signature hushed sexy voice. Olivia leaned in for a kiss, Abbey quickly spun her chair back around and was once again reviewing the file in front of her. Olivia stood dumbfound.

The sandwich was stale. The conversation much worse. Alex took small polite bits of the turkey and Swiss cardboard lunch while listening to her male lead council went on about his trips to India and Saudi Arabia.

"So the administration decided they wanted to see if they could legally force the Saudi's into lifting their strong hold on the oil. Well, since I worked for Zapata Oil in the early 80's…"

'1880's." she said to herself. Sean Gallagher might be a big ego, but he was her ticket to the top. So suffer she would just to get the inside track on the next cases involving Africa.

"Well, I think I will go and get another diet coke." Sean stood on his overly puffed peg like legs. To anyone that ever met him just by phone, they would think of him has a large man. His voice was deep and commanding, but gentle.

"I'll see you inside." Alex reply looking forward to the solace. She hadn't had a moment to herself since she arrived in DC. And frankly she had been thankful. The image of Olivia kissing Abbie was still very raw. She looked helplessly at her lunch and throws it in the trashcan next to her bench. She leaned back and stretched her legs out in front of her and looked up at the sky. The sun was bright and she closed her eyes. She let her mind drift to another time and another place.

Suddenly the sun stopped shinning on her face. It startled her.

"I didn't mean to scare you." Sam Herrington said Leaning over her from the back of the bench.

"Well not with that smile." Alex replied return the smile. Their faces a few inches from one another. "So are you just going to stand there?"

Sam began to walk to the front of the bench. "I am sorry but no. I was headed to the Court and saw you lounging out here."

"I am not lounging. I just spent my whole…" Alex looked at her watch. "Shoot. My whole lunch break talking about my wonderful boss's trips courtesy of the US citizens."

"Brown nosing then." Sam said offering his hand to help Alex to her feet. She reached for her brief case and then took his hand. She tucked her hand into the crook of his arm. "Well I guess I will escort you. I have a two o'clock with justice Ginsburg."

"Oh. What did you do?" Sam said has they began walking.

"It's not what I did. She was quite a lawyer in her day. She did some things pertaining to crimes against women in the US and I am hoping that she will help me with her knowledge before I leave for Africa."

"Sounds smart. You also might want to check with General Rounsley at the Pentagon. She was assigned to the special UN forces during the Somalia slotters. She can give quite a picture."

"Thanks. I can use all the help I can get. Here's our stop." Alex said looking up the long stairs that lead to the Court.

"Yes, well I have to make a quick stop across the street at the deli. Justice Sotomayor's gate keeper loves their chocolate and peanut butter chip cookies."

Sam gave Alex a quick peck on the cheek. "You really must come over soon. Darrell's dying to meet you."

"Sure just let me know and I will be there." Alex said has she turned and headed up the stairs.

"Saturday at 7." Sam yelled cupping his hand to his mouth so she could hear him.

"It's a date!" Alex yelled over her shoulder. A broad smile came over her face. "Finally something to do but read brief's and eat take out."

Olivia continued her descend down the Court stairs. Her head was pounding. Her heart once again broke into little pieces. "Wow." She said has she pasted Alex on the steps. Passing, but they were twenty feet apart. "Men. I guess I know now why it was so easy." She jammed her hands in her pocket and walked back towards the State Department.

"What did you expect?" Abbie said shoveling another bite of sushi in her mouth. "You made it clear to her at the airport.." Abbie chewed her eel and took a quick drink of Michelob. "Didn't she date some guy when she came back for WITSEC?"

"Yea. She was even engaged to him." Olivia struggled with her chopsticks. She really was not in the mood to eat. Grabbing her beer she took a long swig finishing off the cold liquid. Putting her beer down, she signaled the chef for another one.

"What stopped her?" Abbie knew the answer. Alex had told her. She wanted to hear Olivia's take on the events.

"What's to say? She went home one night, I followed her. I stopped her at the elevator. She was shock at first, but then she was relieved. She never went upstairs that night. She and I went to dinner then to my place. End of story end of enstrangement." She placed the new beer to her lips and took a long sip.

"Slow down there Liv." Abbie said placing her hand on Olivia's raised arm. The pair looked at each other for a long moment. Olivia broke the stare with a smile.

"Guess I am not over this has I like to pretend."

"Liv it's only been two weeks. Give it some time."

"Time is what I have spent for the last four years of my life." Olivia was growing tired of the conversation. All she wanted to do was drowned in her beer.

Well. Hope you like this chapter. Next one not too far behind.