Shout out to LadybugsMomma, Bkchar, Eva and BerBer. You guys rock. For those who think A/O are out of character, I'm not sure what show you've been watching. Alex Cabot was once brash enough to tell Cannick she intended to answer the call at the Gov. mansion to deny his stay of execution and announce she had political ambitions. And suffered from insomnia and anxiety (her next to last episode before Velez). Olivia has never swaggered, been cocky or strutted on the show, but routinely does in fanfiction (though never mine as that would be horribly OOC). Dick Wolf, whom I've met and interviewed, makes a habit of not giving personal details about his characters. Which is of course the purpose of fanfiction. I write multi-layered characters based on what we do know, if you watch closely enough. Particularly watch for the Amanda Green/Lisa Marie Peterson written eps. Both are A/O'ers and big time lesbians. It's called nuance. And if I have to explain it to you, then my writing isn't for you, so stop reading it or stop telling me how OOC they are, because they aren't if you've actually watched the show and not read hundreds of fanfics where Olivia is portrayed as the ultimate stud who beds any and everything or Alex is the ice queen. Or go get some real life experience. Exercise your right to not read my fics. Really.
Once again Olivia awoke to the smell of coffee and bacon and eggs. Realizing she was at Alex's she dressed at followed the aroma.
Alex smiled at her and motioned for her to sit down. Placing a plate in front of her she said, "Eat." She grinned as Olivia tore into her food. "Hungry?"
Slightly embarrassed Olivia nodded. "Some days I can't get enough to eat. Thankfully Elliot hasn't noticed."
"Elliot doesn't know?" Olivia shook her head. "Why not?"
"Because he'll go all Catholic man on me and then he'll be worried about me and that's just going to cause problems on the job."
Alex nodded and was even surer of her decision. "I want you to move in with me."
Olivia dropped her fork and stared at Alex. "What?"
Alex took her hand. "Liv, you just said Elliot won't react well when he finds out you're pregnant and do you really want to be living in his house when that happens? Besides, you need peace and quiet and I have an extra room…." Seeing the look of relief mixed with a bit of disappointment that washed over Olivia's face she smiled. "I'm asking you to move into my extra bedroom, not my bed!"
Olivia chose to ignore her remark. "I don't know Alex. Won't that be a bit awkward? And what happens if you start dating someone? Or if I start dating someone?"
Alex wanted to tell her she had no plans of dating anyone other than her, but she decided to play it cool. "My social calendar isn't exactly overflowing Olivia and contrary to the last several weeks, I really don't care for the bar scene."
Olivia shook her head. "Your dance card may not be booked Alex, but what about your physical needs? Am I supposed to just lay in bed right down the hall while you fuck some woman or hell, even some man?" She continued shaking her head. "I know you've been with someone since all of this started and I just don't want to have to see it or…worse, hear it."
Alex's eyes narrowed. "Who told you I've been with someone?"
Olivia looked away. "A few weeks ago I asked Casey if she'd seen you and she said the last time she saw you, you said something about 'seeing your next piece of ass.'"
Alex bit her lip. "Raggedy Ann needs to mind her own damn business."
Olivia felt her heart drop. "So it's true."
"No. Yes. Sort of."
"Could you please speak in English counselor?" Olivia couldn't help but smirk at her choice of words.
"Ok, fine. Yes, I took a woman into the bathroom at O Bar and sort of fucked her." At Olivia's doubtful look she clarified. "I had every intention of doing her until I kept seeing a certain someone's face every time I looked at her. It's bad lesbian form to drag someone into the bathroom and then not come through." She shrugged. "I slid my leg between hers and used my thigh to get her off."
"Tribadism." She noted Alex's surprised look. "I know things Alex. Just because I didn't know the term 'breeders' doesn't mean I don't know things." She winked at Alex. "I am a sex crimes cop you know." And the internet is a wonderful thing.
Alex felt her pulse quicken. "Just what sort of things do you know Olivia?"
"I know you are a lipstick lesbian and that in addition to that you are most definitely a top. Casey is a sporty dyke and a not so great kisser and that Abbie Carmichael is a pillow queen. At least according to Casey. And I know that at the moment I am heteroflexible."
"When did you kiss Casey?" And did you sleep with her?
"Casey kissed me and it was a few nights ago." She noticed the muscle in Alex's jaw was twitching. "She had no qualms about my lack of experience."
"Did you sleep with her?" Alex mentally kicked herself, but she wanted to know.
"That's a personal question Alex and frankly none of your business." She snagged another piece of bacon.
Alex chewed the inside of her jaw before deciding to move on with the conversation. "Abbie and Casey? When the hell did that happen?"
Olivia shrugged. "Casey had to go to some seminar in DC and they hooked up. Said it was pretty lackluster sex." Olivia shrugged.
"So, if I promise not to bring anything home, will you move in here with me? Please? You need to let somebody take care of you Olivia."
She huffed. "You know, that's exactly what Kurt kept harping about the entire time we were together. How I needed to let somebody take care of me."
"Well maybe creepy man was right! Stop being so damn stubborn and just move in with me. I'm closer to work, I have plenty of room and it's quiet! Not to mention that you are of an advanced maternal age and…." She looked away, "I'd really like it if you'd move in here."
"Creepy man?"
"Are you going to move in here or not?"
Olivia jumped up from the table and ran down the hall and into the bathroom. She heaved the contents of her stomach into the toilet. Alex found her slumped against the bathtub holding her stomach.
"Liv? Are you ok?"
"Just morning sickness."
Alex grabbed a washcloth and wet it, then handed it to Olivia. She helped the brunette up and watched as she rinsed her mouth out. She then moved with her into the bedroom.
"Have you been sick a lot?"
"Not too much. That's like the third time I think."
They were sitting on the bed in what she hoped would become Olivia's bedroom.
"How was your first doctor's visit? Do you like him or her?"
Olivia bowed her head. "I haven't been yet."
"What do you mean you've not been yet? Olivia, this is important! You're what, two, two and a half months pregnant?"
"I know that Alex! Look, I've been busy with work and by the time I can get some free time to call, it's always after hours. I've been taking some over the counter prenatal vitamins and stuff." She looked at Alex. "If you're going to nag me I might as well stay at Elliot's!"
"Ok, I'm sorry. I just…this is important. I know you know that. If I call my ob/gyn and get you an appointment, will you go see her?"
"You trust her?" Alex nodded. "Ok." Olivia thought for a moment before she spoke. "Will you go with me?"
"You'd want me to?"
"I'm trying here Alex! I'm trying to let somebody in!"
Alex put her arm around her and kissed her temple. "I'd be honored to go with you." She linked her fingers with Olivia's. "Will you please consider moving in here with me?"
Olivia stood and held her hand out to Alex. "Let's go."
"Where?"
"To get my stuff from Elliot's. I love the man and his family, but it's noisy as hell in that house."