Merry Christmas!
The Ledger
Alex and Elliot were waiting on Kurt Moss to see them when Alex's cell phone rang.
"Cabot."
"Hey. Where are you, it's after 5?"
Looking at Elliot, she grimaced. She had yet to lie to Olivia and she didn't want to start now, but she also didn't want to upset her wife. She settled on a half lie.
"Just finishing up on a possible lead in a new case." It was true; if Kurt was engaging in what amounted to child prostitution, Alex would certainly prosecute him.
"Oh. Well, when do you think you might be home?"
Alex looked at her watch and then at Elliot who shrugged. "I should be there within the hour. Why? Is everything ok?"
Olivia sighed. "Yeah, I'm just bored and tired. And I miss you."
Alex smiled. "I miss you too. Why don't you take a nap and then when I get home we can hit that baby store around the corner? Stock up on some more onesie's."
Olivia smiled at the sound of her wife's voice and replied, "Sounds like a plan, Stan."
Just then Kurt Moss came out of his office and motioned for them to come in. Alex ended the call and with Elliot in tow, she marched into his office.
"Elliot, Alex. What can I do for you? Is Olivia ok?"
"It's Det. Stabler and as for Liv, you should really ask her wife how she's doing."
"Touche." He then turned his attention to Alex. "I assume Olivia isn't in the hospital or you wouldn't be here?"
"No, she's just fine." She wanted to add, 'no thanks to you,' but refrained. Instead, she took the papers and photos out of her briefcase and shoved them at Moss. "Care to explain these?"
He took the documents and then smiled at them both after going through them.
"You think I'm frequenting a child prostitute?" He laughed, which raised the ire of both Alex and Elliot. "Relax. I assure you I am not paying for the services of a child prostitute or any prostitute for that matter. Sorry to burst your little bubble, but I have just finished a book on the Asian sex trade in New York City and illegal immigrants. This girl, yes she is a prostitute, but she is also my source for this book." He enjoyed the pale pallor of Alex Cabot as his words sunk in. "It's this young girls memoir of her journey to the promised land as told to me."
Having recovered slightly, Alex asked, "So it's non-fiction?" He nodded. "I'll need to speak to the girl myself. I assume you have her contact info?"
He looked at the clock. "If you two can wait a few minutes I'll have her come in before she goes home for the day." At Alex and Elliot's surprised look he smirked. "She is a gifted young woman and wants to be a journalist. I have given her a job in our newsroom. It doesn't pay much, but it beats turning tricks."
10 Minutes Later
"CiCi, this is Det. Stabler and ADA Cabot. They'd like to ask you some questions about your former line of work."
The girl's eyes got big and she stepped behind Kurt. In fairly good English, she replied, "Yes? What I do you for?"
Elliot stepped forward and took over questioning the girl. "CiCi, did you help Mr. Moss with his book?"
The girl glanced nervously between Elliot, Kurt and Alex. "Yes."
Elliot continued to question her and the girl remained very nervous, despite several assurances from both of them that she was not in any trouble. Alex watched her closely, feeling that something wasn't ringing true with her.
"I'll need verification from your publisher. And a copy of the galley's if you have it?"
Kurt scribbled down a name and number and handed it to her. He then went to his desk drawer and pulled out the galley for his new book. He handed it to Alex.
Alex handed the young Asian girl her card and told her to call if anything in her story changed. She gave a nod to Kurt on their way out and joined Elliot in the elevator.
"Well that was a cluster fuck."
"I don't know Elliot. Something about her demeanor bothers me. Something's not right." She looked down at the galley in her hands and gave it to Elliot. "Read this tonight and see if it add's up, please."
He looked at her and then the book. "Me?"
"I can't very well read this in bed with your partner right beside me, can I?"
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What's in Stork Baby Shop
Alex and Olivia had been power shopping for the past hour and were now ready to check out. Olivia was sure that 'Kellar' now had enough clothing to last him until his first birthday, but Alex had argued that he would grow quickly and therefore he needed many items of clothing.
She had plunked down her credit card and was relieved when Olivia hadn't made a fuss over it. The brunette had been reluctant to let Alex pay for anything baby related before they were married and had gotten only marginally better about it after their marriage. Alex respected that Olivia wanted to maintain her independence, but she also wanted to be able to freely provide for her family.
Afterwards they stopped for ice cream and Alex jokingly asked her if she wanted any pickles to go with it. The brunette 'ha-ha'd' and then swatted at her. She did however turn the tables on her wife.
"I'm not in the mood for pickles Alex, but I am in the mood for something else." She smiled at her wife.
Alex wasted no time getting them home and once they were through the door, she kissed her wife soundly and with intent. The bags of baby goodies were quickly discarded by the door and Alex was carefully trying to maneuver her wife to the bedroom.
"Couch."
"Huh?" It was a rare moment of inarticulate blabbering by Alex.
"Couch. It'll be easier on me and then you."
Alex followed Olivia's lead and before long Alex was on her knees between Olivia's legs, which were up on the coffee table. Olivia had shed her panties as soon as they'd made it to the couch.
"Hurry Alex!"
The blonde smiled and finally managed to get Olivia into position. She lowered her head and with very little effort, Olivia came. Alex was surprised by her wife's sudden and seemingly powerful orgasm.
"Liv?"
The brunette shrugged and gave her a small laugh. "Who knew watching you buying all that baby stuff could be so arousing?"
"*That* turned you on?"
"Hell yes. Probably had something to do with the fact that I know you want to take care of us." She leaned in and kissed Alex. "And now I'm going to return the favor."
Alex hesitated. "You don't have to baby. You have to be uncomfortable."
Olivia shook her head. "I've had a lot of free time Alex. The internet is a wonderful and beautiful thing for an expectant mother." She waggled her eyebrows. "Where else do you think I found out about the best and easiest ways to please your partner while pregnant?"
Alex stood and quickly shed her own clothing and allowed Olivia to plop her down on the couch in the similar position she'd just been in. With her belly having grown, Olivia had to shift several times to find the best angle to reach Alex.
Alex looked down and watched as Olivia slowly and methodically loved her wife with her mouth. She left no part of Alex's sex untouched and she slipped two fingers into the blonde, bringing her hips up off the couch. Alex's orgasm followed quickly and tears sprung to her eyes.
"Alex?"
She shook her head. "I just love you so much and watching you love me…it just overwhelmed me."
Olivia managed to pull herself up next to Alex and as best she could she pulled her wife to her. "I love you too."
"I hope so."
"Alex, sweetie, I do! I feel so complete and loved when I'm with you. And I want you every minute of every day. Even when Kellar is jumping up and down on my bladder and I need to pee every five minutes." She kissed Alex again. "And I can't wait until he's out and we can get nasty without my belly interrupting us!"
Alex chuckled. "Get nasty? Do tell Mrs. Cabot-Benson. Just what kinds of things do you have in mind?"
"Just some stuff I found online." She tweaked Alex's breast. "But I am dying to get clit-to-clit with you."
Alex moaned at the thought of being face-to-face, clit-to-clit with her lover.
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The Next Day
Alex Cabot was day dreaming about her wife, sans pregnancy, and all the ways they could and would make love. She was fanning herself when her secretary buzzed her to let her know someone named CiCi was waiting to see her.
"Send her in."
"Ms. Cabot?"
Alex studied the girl who still looked scared, but who was now speaking with very little accent. And looking very determined.
"CiCi. What can I do for you?"
An hour later a very relieved looking CiCi left Alex Cabot's office, and the ADA was wearing her predatory smile.
After a call to Elliot to get an update on the book, she decided it was time to call Kurt Moss.
"Moss."
"It's Alex Cabot and we need to talk."