I meant to post this earlier, but I got caught up watching the Olympics. How cute is Lindsey Vonn? ;) (Does anyone else thing she looks just like Elisabeth Rohm?)
Anyway, the next chapter is already written, but it needs to be typed which I hate doing. I'll work on it between classes tomorrow and hopefully have it up by... 3pm CST?
Enjoy.
"Are you sure you don't have any suggestions for something to do?" Olivia asked over the roof of her car, "On my days off, I go rock climbing or running, neither of which you can do."
"I don't have to do them. You can go rock climbing by yourself," Alex answered, opening the passenger door, "You don't have to entertain me all day."
They both slid into the car and Olivia started the engine, listening to the roar before turning to Alex, "If I take you home what are you going to do?"
"Work," Alex stated.
"Exactly," Olivia smiled, "So I'm not so much entertaining you all day so much as distracting you from your work."
"How counterproductive," the blonde droned. She looked out the window, "Why do you think I work too much?"
"Because you do," the detective stated, "You're always the first person to leave when we're out having drinks with the guys. You say it's because you have to work. And I'm sure you do that with other people too."
"I…" Alex paused, "Plead the fifth."
They drove in silence while Olivia tried to figure out something to do. A few minutes later she added, "You really impressed my mom with your knowledge of literature."
"Really?" Alex asked, "All I know if from my Russian Lit class I took in my undergrad and what I've read in my free time."
"It's not often she asks people to dinner because of their views on anything. Much less what her specialty is," Olivia replied with a smile.
"I'm sure you're fairly lit savvy growing up with her," Alex offered.
The detective shrugged, "I like to think so." Olivia saw something on the side of the road that gave her an idea. She pulled to a stop at a red light and looked at Alex, "Do would you feel about going to my apartment and watching a movie or something? It'd probably more comfortable for you than a movie theatre."
"Okay," Alex nodded, "Sounds good to me."
Before they got to Olivia's apartment, Serena called Alex's cell phone to confirm the time and place of dinner. Alex happily accepted and made sure Olivia was coming.
Once in Olivia's apartment, Alex laid down on the couch citing that her painkillers had started to wear off. She groaned as a slight shift shot pain up her back.
"I'm going to rip off my back," Alex mumbled while Olivia went to the kitchen to get some water so Alex could wash down her pills.
The detective smoothed out Alex's hair and handed her the glass, "I don't think that would be a good idea."
The blonde closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"What can I do?" Olivia asked, softly, continuing to stroke Alex's hair.
After another deep breath, the ADA answered, "There's nothing you can do. I just have to wait about fifteen minutes for the pills to kick in."
Olivia watched Alex for a few seconds before noticing that her lips were moving, like she was talking to herself. She smiled slightly, "What are you counting?"
"New York Penal Code," Alex answered with a slight smile, "I'm on 135.45."
"What's that?" Olivia asked, hoping that her questions would keep distracting her.
Alex cracked on eye open, "Custodial interference in the second degree."
"Is that a Felony?"
"A Misdemeanor."
Olivia tried to recall all of her legal knowledge, "What's the mens rea for it?"
Alex stopped squirming and looked deep in thought. It took a few seconds but Alex finally came up with, "Knowingly."
"What are the other three levels of mens rea under the Model Penal Code?" Olivia lightly ran her fingers over Alex's forehead.
"Purposefully, recklessly, and negligently," Alex said through her teeth as another shot a pain ran up her spin. "And strict liability depending on how you look at it."
"How's your back?"
"B-13," Alex answered, starting to feel the pain dissipate.
Olivia smiled, "Are we playing Battleship now?"
"The first day of my Criminal Law class in law school," Alex turned her head to look at Olivia, "The professor had written something on the board. He asked everyone what it said and the class basically split down the middle, half thinking it was a 'B' and half thinking it was thirteen. He was making the point that there is usually more than one way to interpret everything."
"Smart guy," Olivia took Alex's hand, "Better?"
"Much," Alex smiled, "Thanks."
"So," Olivia stood and let go of Alex's hand, "What movie would you like to watch?"
After a long movie, Olivia looked over at the blonde on the couch and found her asleep. Olivia walked over to the back of the couch and picked up the throw, about to drape it over Alex, but before she could lower it down, Alex's eyes fluttered open.
"I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" Olivia asked.
Alex shrugged and stretched before wincing and remembering that stretching hurt. "Not really. I'm a really light sleeper."
"Well, since you're awake," Olivia sat on the arm of the couch by Alex's feet, "What would you like for lunch?"
"We just ate," Alex smiled.
"Almost four hours ago," Olivia answered, "And I figured the way that you ate this morning you were probably hungry again."
"You're right," Alex chuckled, "But I'm not really that hungry."
"I can make you a sandwich or some soup," Olivia offered.
"Or," Alex slowly sat up, "You can point me to the kitchen and I can make us both lunch."
The detective stood up from the arm of the couch and crossed her arms, "Or you can stop being so stubborn and let me get you something to eat."
"Stubborn is my strongest quality," Alex answered with a playful smile.
Olivia rolled her eyes, "Luckily it's one of mine too. I'm going to get you lunch or else."
Alex raised an eyebrow and tilted her head, "Or else, what detective?"
Unfortunately, Olivia hadn't thought of an 'or else' quite yet so she tried to think of something before Alex called her bluff. The blonde crossed her arms as a smile threatened to appear on her lips.
"I will handcuff you to the couch," Olivia finally answered.
Alex chuckled, "Go for it."
Olivia put one hand on her hip and the other ran through her hair, "Really?"
The blonde nodded, "You won't do it."
"Oh yeah?" Olivia walked over to the front closet and grabbed the handcuffs that lay next to her badge and gun. She walked back over to Alex, threateningly swinging the cuffs on one finger.
"Yeah," Alex didn't hesitate. She even offered her non-injured wrist to the detective.
Olivia wasn't quite sure how she was going to handle this. She hated backing down from something like this, but she didn't really want to handcuff Alex to the couch. She saw a playfulness in the ADA's eyes that wasn't normally there, but there was also a smug sense of 'I got you' that although still, playful, challenged Olivia.
Alex grinned when she saw Olivia's resolve to win diminish. She loved winning. Arguments, cases, bets…she love winning. Having already figured out where the kitchen must be, she stood and sauntered into the kitchen leaving Olivia to gawk after her.
After lunch and another movie, they both got ready for dinner with Serena Benson. Olivia changed clothes slowly with a terrible sense of foreboding. The restaurant Serena picked was an Italian place with a plethora of wines.
Alex was starting to pick up on Olivia's slight change in mood, but didn't feel it was her place to ask. She had deducted from Olivia and Elliot's behavior at the hospital that Serena had done that sort of thing before. The fact that Serena was drunk when she tackled Alex down the stairs spoke volumes. Even if those to factors weren't evident, Alex had seen enough alcoholics in her life to spot one in a crowd.
"Ready?" Olivia asked which a clearly forced smile.
Alex nodded, "Yes." She carefully stood from the couch and started to walk to the door. On her way there, she saw the forgotten handcuffs on the coffee table. She picked them up and dangled them on one finger in front of Olivia. "You don't want to forget these Detective. There might be someone else out there who you want to give hollow threats to."
"Ha ha," Olivia took the cuffs and put them back in the closet, "If you weren't injured…"
"Yeah yeah yeah," Alex opened the front door. She shot a sly smile over her shoulder at Olivia before walking out the door.
Following her, Olivia smirked and shook her head, knowing she was never going to live that down.