Sorry it's taken so long to update. I had this chapter written for almost a week, but my computer crashed. I finally got it back a few hours ago. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

After the last movie of the night, Alex was practically asleep on the couch. Olivia turned off the TV and watched Alex sleep. There was something calming about it. Just watching her chest rise and fall.

After a while, Olivia stood up and went to her bedroom. She turned down one side of the bed and turned on the lamp that occupied the nightstand.

Then she went through her usual before bed routine, brushing her teeth, washing her face, pulling her hair back and changing into some comfortable clothes. After she was comfortable, Olivia went back to the living room and turned off all the lights, but the one in the hallway.

When she turned back to the couch, the light sleeping attorney was sitting up and rubbing her eyes. She stretched and yawned before noticing Olivia. "I guess I should get going."

"You can stay here," Olivia offered, "It's late."

The blonde glanced at her watch before nodding okay.

"C'mon," Olivia motioned to the bedroom, "I'll get you something to sleep in."

Alex stood and gritted her teeth at the pain in her back. She gently rubbed the lower part with her hand while she walked toward Olivia.

The brunette had already gotten out some clothes for Alex and left Alex in the bedroom to change while she took some blankets to the couch.

Alex was pulling down the shirt Olivia got out for her, just as Olivia walked back in. Upon seeing the bruises on Alex's back Olivia quietly gasped, "Oh my god Alex."

"What?" Alex asked, looking back at Olivia.

"Your back," Olivia walked over and slowly lifted the back of the shirt a few inches. The pale skin underneath was blended with an array of dark purple bruises. It finally sunk in how hurt Alex really was and how much worse it could have been. Olivia gently ran her fingers around a long skinny bruise, picturing a stair slamming into the soft skin. She gulped and whispered, "I'm so sorry."

Alex pulled away and turned around, "Stop apologizing. You didn't do it."

"I know it just-" Olivia stopped herself. She knew Alex was sharp enough to know what was really going on.

Seeing that Olivia was somewhat troubled by what was going on in her head, Alex thought of something to distract her.

"Can I borrow some socks?" Alex asked, although she couldn't stand to wear socks to sleep.

Olivia nodded and went to the dresser pulling out some clean white socks. She handed them to Alex who sat on the bed to put them on.

"If you don't need anything else," Olivia started making her way to the door, "I'm going to go to bed. Sleep well."

"Wait," Alex furrowed her eyebrows, "Where are you going?"

"To the living room," Olivia replied, leaning against the wall next to the door, "I believe that's where I left my couch."

"No you're not," Alex stated, not moving from her place on the bed, "I am."

"No you're not."

"Yes I am."

"No you're not, counselor."

"Yes I am, detective."

"You're staying right there or else," Olivia threatened.

"Or what?" Alex taunted, "Are you going to handcuff me?"

Olivia picked up her handcuffs off of her dresser and before she knew it, Alex was handcuffed to the post of the bed. She sat there stunned, mouth slightly open that Olivia had just actually handcuffed her.

"Goodnight Counselor," Olivia stood up and walked out, flipping the light off as she went.

Still completely stunned, Alex was speechless in the dark.

Olivia smiled, knowing that Alex was probably staring into the dark wondering what happened.

A few seconds later she heard, "You'll need these tomorrow!"

Olivia shook her head, Alex was going to have to do better than that.

"Felony assault!"

She bit her lip to keep from laughing. She could hear that Alex wasn't being serious. She was playing the game Olivia set up.

"I'll tell Munch I was handcuffed to your bed all night. You'll never live it down!"

Olivia couldn't keep her laughter quiet anymore. She stood in the hallway trying to stifle it with her hand.

Then a groan came from the room and Alex murmured, "Ow my back."

The detective rushed into the bedroom, flipping the light on as she went. Just as she got to the bed with the key to the handcuffs in her hand, she saw Alex was smiling.

Olivia crossed her arms and tried not to smile, "You play dirty."

"I paid a law school a hundred thousand dollars to teach me that," Alex leaned against the headboard, "Now can I please be released?"

Olivia picked up the keys and pretended to think about it. "Well, are you going to sleep in the bed?"

Alex didn't answer. She pretended that she didn't hear Olivia, by looking at her nails on her non-handcuffed hand.

"Counselor," Olivia sternly stated, so Alex would look at her.

At the hint that Olivia was the one in charge, Alex shot a glare Olivia's way.

"Fine," Olivia shrugged and walked back out the door. Olivia walked to the couch and sat down, waiting for Alex to call her. After ten minutes, Olivia went back into the bedroom to find that Alex had passed out on her stomach with her restrained limb extended so that no pressure was on it.

As she walked to the bed, she half expected it to be a joke and Alex would jump up as soon as she took the handcuffs off, but after a few more minutes of watching Alex's breathing, Olivia knew she was asleep.

Olivia shook her head with a slight smile before gently releasing the handcuffs, setting them on the nightstand and walking back to the couch to get some sleep.