Title: Thanks for the Memories
Author: LogicBomb.32
Ships: Pre-established Alex/Olivia
Summary: Twenty-five drabbles, all seventy-five words or less (with the word that prompted them) about our favorite nonexistent couple.
Authors Note: Thanks to (ChErRy6PaO, Dee Hensley, CrimeShowGirl101, NHS Gymnast09, Ockham's Razorand Bkwrmchar) all of whom reviewed the last chapter.
Authors Note #2: Not a lot to say about this set, I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, still.
Battle (Olivia)
I don't know when it happened; I don't remember you when you and I become enemies. Fighting a battle I never knew had started and didn't know how to end.
Display (Alex)
I forgot the way that my heart speeds up when I see your name on my display.
Front (Olivia)
"I've had enough with this bullshit Olivia." You say, literally and figuratively putting me in a corner "Enough with the fronts and the lying and the avoiding the topic, just speak to me."
Fruit
"And tell me why we're standing in the middle of some field, picking fruit?" Olivia asked, pushing herself up from the dirt and wiping her hands on her pants.
"Because" Alex said "It's romantic."
Magazine
"You subscribed to a cooking magazine?" Alex asked, barely stifling her laughter
Olivia turned to look at her girlfriend indignantly "What's wrong with that."
Manpower
"No way." Cragen said, shaking his head "The manpower alone needed to pull that off is immense."
"What?" Olivia ground out, running her hand through hair "You're insane, Alex is missing and you're just going to sit on your ass?"
Belonging
It's been a long time since Olivia felt this sense of belonging, enveloped in the arms of her lover.
Bet
"It was a bet." Olivia said, turning to look at Alex, hoping the blond would understand.
"A bet you lost I presume." Alex said, unable to hide the sparkle of amusement in her eye.
Sympathy
"I don't want your sympathy." Olivia said, tubrning away from Elliot
Elliot let out a sigh, he knew his partner was hurting but she wouldn't let him help her, wouldn't let herself heal.
Grip
"You're not going anywhere." Alex said, tightening her grip on Olivia's arm "I'm not letting you walk away from this."
Lip
Olivia bit her lip, resisting the temptation was so hard.
Cry
The tears had long since stopped coming but the pain hadn't stopped and all Olivia wanted to do, was cry.
Deviant
It was cases like these that hurt the most, when the deviant was far to young to be running the rest of their lives.
Liquor
It was the nights that she was drowning in sorrow that she wanted, more than anything, to be drowning in a bottle instead.
Devil
Alex looked at Olivia, it had happened. Weeks of watching the brunette crush and crumble had finally stopped, leaving this empty, woman in its wake "Go." Olivia said, not looking up at Alex, not meeting the concerned gaze.
"I can't." Alex whispered, her voice hoarse with emotion.
"Why not?" Olivia asked pain filled brown meeting unwavering crystal blue "I'm the spawn of the devil and his victim, I'm-"
"I love you." Alex interrupted
Field
Fingers intertwined they meandered the path without speaking; simply enjoying the presence of each other's company. The field was a vast expanse, a sharp contrast from the confined aspects of the city and the two women were lost in its expanse, lost in its expanse and in each others love.
Exit
Alex knew that Olivia hadn't recovered, she was getting better (that was obvious) but the way the detective scanned each room she entered for exits and possible threats, the way she hesitated before she spoke and rarely shook hands. Progress was slow, but Alex would be there for the Detective every step of the way.
Use
"Alex" Olivia called out, turning away from the frozen pizza she was trying to cook for their dinner "which pan do I use?"
Exploration
Alex paused for a moment, looking up and meeting the detectives lust-filled gaze before blinking slowly and continuing her exploration of the detectives body.
Position
Olivia hesitated, from her current position, she didn't have a clear shot of their target "Just put it down." She said taking a step forward so as to better her angle and get a clearer shot "You don't have to do this."
The detective was surprise by how calm her voice sounded, perhaps it was the fact that her gaze was locked with Alex's, doing her best to try and calm the crazed gunmen's hostage while keeping her own emotions at bay.
Upright
Olivia felt the bullet enter her body in an explosion of searing pain and as she struggled to stay upright she heard her partner shouting her name but her fading strength was focused on something else, the memory of a certain blond ADA. And as she tumbled to the ground a name tumbled from her lips "Alex."
Nuisance
As a general rule Alex found paper work a nuisance and a hassle, however when she had a particular NYPD detective massaging her aching shoulder, it wasn't so bad.
Cricket
"You know what they say about crickets." Olivia said, hiding her grin from her mildly terrified girlfriend.
"Humor me." Alex said, put off by the fact that someone cared enough about crickets to come up with says about them.
"Where there's one, there's hundreds."
"Fantastic." Alex muttered
Clue
"No fair." Alex said, as she lost for the third time in a row to Olivia "You only pick Clue because you know you can win."
"I am a detective." Olivia said with a sly grin.
Hero
"Olivia Benson was more than just a detective," Elliot said, his voice shaking as he spoke "she was more than just my partner, more than just a voice for the victims, she was a friend. She was there to talk to when the cases were getting to us and she died in the line of duty, protecting someone who meant more to her than anything in the world. She is a hero, and should be remembered as one."
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