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, LiveLoveLikeMe and Bkwrmchar) all of whom reviewed the last chapter.
Authors Note #2: I have added a few of these drabble's from Liz Donnelly's point of view per request of a few readers. Also for those of you who don't know this story will be updated Monday-Friday only, due to the other story I have going (Divenire) which will be updated every Monday.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Buffer (Alex)
Alcohol could only act as a buffer for so long. Sooner or later I knew that I would have to let go, resign myself to the fact that you didn't want me, we would never be, never again.
Ruling (Either or)
I had pulled strings to get here but finally, all these long years later it is about to happen. The man who killed the love of my life is going to hell. I remember when I first heard the ruling. It did not bring me the peace that I had hoped it would, maybe this will.
Encounter (Olivia)
It was chance, this encounter that was never supposed to happen. Elliot and I were testifying at the trail of a man who had raped seven women and in New York and Wisconsin. The trail was over for the day and we were catching a bite to eat when I saw you. You looked happy, but that was from first glance, because even after all these years I could still see the hurt disguised in your eyes.
Spite
"You're just as a stuck up as the rest of them."
The last words she had ever spoken to her love, words of hatred and spite that could never be taken back. Words that could never be explained or taken back, it was to late.
First
The first time Olivia realized that Alex was her forever, the person she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, was the first time that she saw the blond cry. Wrong as it sounds the trust that Alex showed, at her darkest hour, brought Olivia to the realization that if Alex could do it, so could she.
Recommendation
"It is upon recommendation from Detective Olivia Benson and the rest of the SVU squad that the defendant's sentence be lessened due to the circumstances of the crime. As inclined as I feel to oblige this request the ADA, Alexandra Cabot, vehemently opposed this and it is with the backing of the DA's office I am forced to sentence Ms. Bishop to a life sentence, without the possibility of parole.
Scene
"Your mind is the scene of the crime." Olivia read as she and Alex walked past a movie poster.
"And pray tell" Alex said "what exactly did my mind do?"
"Besides being a smart ass?"
Proceed (It ran long, I know)
It was late, the offices that were normally so busy seemed to be void, except for one particular office. Liz Donnelly, a frequent roamer of the courthouse halls this late at night, paused in front of this office and raised a balled fist to knock but hesitated "I need it baby, come on."
"No" a different voice hissed, a voice Liz recognized to be that of her goddaughter "I swear I heard someone outside."
Moments of silence passed, Liz not moving, silence coming from the other side of the door before Alex spoke again "Proceed." Although, Liz thought, she wouldn't exactly have called that speaking, more like a lust filled moan.
Sand
"I hate sand." Olivia said
"Well" Alex sighed "why did you recommend that we come to the beach?" she asked, as the two women stepped into, the sand.
"How else am I supposed to get you in a bikini?" Olivia replied
"You could get me naked, all you have to do is ask."
Defining
It was a defining moment in their relationship and Olivia was determined not to screw it up, again.
Backlog
"There's no way I'm going to finish all of this paperwork." Alex moaned to what she thought was an empty office.
"Backlog?" Liz Donnelly asked from the doorway "Like you have no idea, and I'm supposed to be meeting Olivia for dinner at seven thirty."
Liz knew, without Alex having to say, what the date was and why it was so important "Go" she said "the paperwork won't go anywhere and who knows, I might even look over some of it for you."
"You have no idea how much this means to me." Alex said without hesitation
"I think I do." Liz said with a smile
Account
"Captain Cragen there have been substantial deposits into Detective Bensons account over the past few months."
"And you're implying what?" Cragen demanded "That's she's dirty?"
The IAB officers shrugged "Deposits of these amounts are unusual and we fail to see any other option."
"I'm sure there is another explanation." Cragen said with an unnerving certainty.
"And you know this how?"
"Ask her yourself, instead of going on this witch hunt."
Reasoning
It's beyond reasoning and logic and probably sanity but Alex didn't care, she loved Olivia Benson that much.
Dollar
It wasn't a huge jackpot but Olivia still beamed when she tucked the dollar she had won from Alex in her wallet, sometimes it was good to beat the Rock, Paper, Scissor queen.
Workload
"Because you so stubbornly demand to go back to work I have spoken to Captain Cragen about maintain a low workload until you are able to handle it." Alex said, knowing (and not caring) about the daggers that Olivia was shooting her while her back was turned "It's not every day your appendix burst Olivia." She reminded the detective.
Outside
Alex loved going outside, she loved talking walks and listening to the sounds of the city around her. But now, now every block was a reminder, every taxi swerving, every hot dog stand was a reminder of what she was missing. Of how she was missing Olivia.
Mandate
"They might as well mandate it." Alex said grimly
"Mandate what?" Olivia asked, wrapping an arm around her girlfriends waist
"No more fantasy football in the office."
Tape
"I hate bureaucratic red tape."
"Amen to that." Munch declared, toasting Olivia with his cup of coffee
"Good thing you have someone specifically for cutting red tape." Alex said from just behind the brunette, smirking as the detective jumped.
Camera
"Lex!" Olivia called out from the kitchen, holding the camera and waiting for her girlfriend to turn around, hoping to catch the perfect shot.
Handbook
"You okay?" Elliot asked, slipping into he passenger seat of the Queen Victoria that he and Olivia had shared since the early days of their partnership.
"They need to write a handbook for these types of things" Olivia replied
"What type of things?"
"Girlfriends."
Warm
There's nothing quite like sex with your girlfriend to warm you up from a winter night in New York City.
Terror
It was not a feeling that Olivia felt often, the pure, undeniable terror that coursed through at the present millisecond. Unable to breath or move as she waited for Alex's response, yes or no.
Framed
"There." Alex said definitively, taking a step back and looking at the picture now neatly framed and hung on the wall for all to see, Olivia and herself on their wedding day.
It was perfect.
Sink
Water dyed red with blood vanished down the kitchen sink but the pain from the cuts did not fade.
Hyphen
"It's Alexandra Cabot-Benson." Alex said irritated "There's a hyphen between Cabot and Benson and yes, we're married." She finished, indicating to the brunette detective standing next to her.
Welcome to the end of the next set! I hope that you all found it enjoyable enough and that the Liz inserts were to your liking.
Thanks!
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