Disclaimer: As you all know, these characters aren't mine. They belong to Dick Wolf and NBC.

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Day 26: frigidYOLOducks: Could you maybe write a story where Alex and Olivia are captains of two opposing baseball or football or something teams? Like the thing where the Manhattan DA's Office has a team and SVU has a team.

Universe: Season 3

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"Welcome," Patrol Officer Jacobs says into the megaphone, "to the Eighth Annual Manhattan DA's Office vs Manhattan SVU flag football game. Today is April 19, 2002, and it is probably about to pour."

The crowd bursts into cheers and Officer Jacobs grins, turning to face the two teams. "Alright, captains," he says, "shake hands and let's get this show on the road."

Leaving their respective teams, Alex and Olivia glare at each other and meet in the center of the field.

"You're going down, Cabot," Olivia says, her grip on Alex's hand strong and confident.

Alex smirks, knowing cockiness is the way to play it. "In front of all these people? I didn't picture you as someone so kinky, Benson."

Olivia blushes deeply. "Fuck you, Alex."

"You'd like to, wouldn't you?"

"God, I really hate you sometimes."

"You wish."

Jacobs looks back and forth between Alex and Olivia uncomfortably. "Are you two ready?" he asks, keeping the megaphone down by his side.

Olivia nods, angrily storming back toward SVU's team. Alex watches her, smiling. She shakes her head and walks back over to her own team.

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By the time the game is halfway through, SVU is down by fifteen and their morale is rapidly falling.

"Guys, listen," Olivia says, huddling her team, "I know we can beat them; we just have to put our minds to it."

One of the patrol officers groans, tempted to drop to the ground. "We've been working our asses off, Benson," she says. "Why can't we just admit defeat?"

Olivia glares at her. "We're cops. Are we really going to let the lawyers beat us?"

Elliot rubs at the back of his neck. "She has a point, Liv. We're gonna get killed out there."

Olivia turns to him, nearly ready to kick him off the team. "Do you really want Alex to win, Elliot?"

Elliot shakes his head. "No, but I promised the twins we'd go out for ice cream after and that's not gonna happen if we die out there."

Sighing, Olivia rolls her eyes. "Fine," she says, "let's just get back out there and play."

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Unsurprisingly, SVU loses drastically. The rest of the team doesn't seem to care too much, but Olivia sulks off the field, utterly distraught.

Back at her apartment, she pushes open the door only to be greeted by Alex who is positively beaming.

"You look happy," Olivia says.

Alex grins. "I'm ecstatic," she says.

"I can't believe we lost."

"Your team wasn't running their plays well enough."

Olivia shrugs. "We weren't really running any plays."

Alex nods. "And that's why you lost."

Olivia sighs. "I can't believe I actually have to do your laundry for an entire month."

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