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Olivia grumbled, shivering in her cold, wet, muddy clothes as she walked through the house and towards Tyler's bedroom. Well their bedroom she guessed since she had unofficially/officially moved in.
She checked the floor behind her as she walked, not noticing any mud. She had taken the precaution of taking off her boots, socks and Jacket and had brushed down her muddy jeans. This part of ranching she didn't like. Why were cattle so dumb? One would think after the first step into the mud they would realise they would get stuck but no, let's just go in further until we get totally stuck.
She had spent a very unpleasant afternoon with Beau rescuing two calves and a cow. The stupid cow twice, as after getting her out the first time they headed back in to get her calf and it had bawled so much it's mama had come tearing back in trying to protect it. They ended up rescuing the calf and tying it to the bumper of the pick up before going back in again for the cow.
If that wasn't bad enough she had to put up with Beau teasing her about Tyler and calling her a sissy wimpy city girl when after hours of struggling in mud she had slumped in the truck and stated she could sleep in bed for a week. Beau wasn't too bad though, better than being stuck with Callum all afternoon, she was sure she probably would have shot him.
As she stumbled into the bedroom she paused and cocked her head to the side, a slow grin spreading across her face as she heard the shower going. She hadn't seen Tyler's truck outside, she must have parked it around the far side of the house.
She had a sudden spurt of renewed energy and hastily started undoing the buttons of her shirt while heading for the en suite.
Tyler was wet cold and miserable after standing in the rain all afternoon dealing with another accident. Why did people forget to drive cautiously when it started raining? The roads weren't race tracks for Pete's sake. What made it worse was she had forgotten her rain slicker and while Hal had stood up one end of the road block, smirking and bone dry down to his knees, she had stood up the other thing, only her hat keeping her face dry. Even her boots were saturated.
Shivering despite the warmth of the shower she tilted her head back to rinse out her shampoo and felt 10% human again. Once rinsed she turned the water on hotter and bracing herself against the wall with her hands bent her head and let the warm water cascade down her neck and back. She was bone weary.
She wished this rain would just go away. Was it just 2 days ago she was complaining to Liv that they needed rain? OK well it could stop now, maybe just rain at night, and the temperature could rise a few degrees, winter was supposed to be behind them. She shivered, maybe she could retire to the Bahamas in a few years.
A small sound and a rush of cold air broke her of her thoughts. A tingle shot down her spine and she smiled. Olivia
"Hey beautiful, come to join me?" she asked then jumped in shock as freezing hands slid around her waist "Jesus Christ Liv" she gasped "You're evil woman" She hissed a breath when a frigid shivering body was pressed against hers and looking down she saw a cascade of muddy water pouring down the drain. What the hell?
Breaking Olivia's hold she turned around and tried desperately not to laugh, especially when Olivia narrowed her eyes and sent her a warning look. She looked like she had been doing some mud wrestling.
"Um, was there a mud wrestling competition I didn't hear about?" she asked and yelped when Olivia pinched her side
"Only with your stupid cattle that got stuck in your bogs" Olivia complained and shivering again pushed her out from under the hot water and stepped under herself with a sigh.
"Did you have any help?" Tyler smirked while slapping Olivia's hands aside and raising her own to sift through lovely dark hair, washing the mud out.
"Beau, and I had to put up with him stirring about you all day" Olivia grumbled then sighed as Tyler started massaging shampoo into her hair. She just concentrated on staying upright and curled her hands over Tyler's hips to keep her in place. Tyler hummed at the contact.
"Better than Cal" Tyler pointed out and Olivia sighed
"Yes, I figured that one out for myself. He is a handful that one" she tipped her head back at Tyler's urging and let the shampoo rinse from her hair. She luxuriated in the feel of Tyler's hands massaging the scalp, helping the suds rinse. She smiled when Tyler stepped closer, pressing their bodies together, placing a kiss just under her ear and making her shiver.
"I'm frozen like an ice cube and covered in mud and all you can think about is sex?" she asked as a hand roamed to squeeze her ass.
"It'll get you warmer" Tyler whispered in her ear while rimming the shell with her tongue. Olivia groaned and sliding her hands up the well muscled back cupped her lovers face and kissed her hard. They groaned together at the contact and Olivia shrieked as she was pushed against cold tile
"Fuck sake Ty, how's that supposed to get me warmer" she complained and Tyler grinned evilly
"Like this" Tyler whispered as her hand travelled south. Olivia's eyes popped wide and then slammed shut on a groan. Come to think of it, that got her hot, very quick.
Jonathon Wentworth IV was furious. He was in the middle of a board meeting when these two monkey detectives had walked in without knocking and told all and sundry that he was being served an order preventing him from seeing his future wife. He didn't know what Alex was playing at but it was stopping now. Surely she realised that when they were introduced her uncle was telling her that he was her family's handpicked future husband. They had talked about it at length in fact and he had been warned by the Judge that Alex could be difficult but the families were counting on him to make this happen. A merger of the Cabot and Wentworth families would lead to one of the most powerful dynasties in Eastern America.
When he protested to the detectives that Alex was his partner and they must have it wrong the African American one had gotten in his face and became patronising
"Listen Johnny, she don't want your white ass. Stop calling and harassing her or me and El here will take great pleasure in busting your ass"
"But she's my fiancé!" he had complained and the other man, Elliot, who was even scarier had stepped into his face
"She aint your fiancé dude. You've went on a couple of dates and you weirded her out. Her real partner is ready to do you physical harm so back off"
"Partner, what partner?" Jonathon had felt his temper flare as a red haze clouded his mind.
"Never you mind Johnny boy, just leave the Counsellor alone" the black man had stated then clapped his partner on the shoulder and they had walked out.
Jonathon was forced to do some fancy talking to the board of directors, telling them there must be a mistake and he would have it sorted soon. He was able to keep a level head until the meeting was closed and then he had dashed to his office.
He immediately tried calling Alex at home but the man he had watching Alex's house had told him there had been no signs of life at the house for a few days now. Which meant she was either out of town on business, but she had just gotten back from overseas, or she was away somewhere with her alleged 'partner'.
He dialled another number and waited for the person on the other end to answer
"Yes" the voice at the other end gave him chills
"I need you to find somebody for me. I'll pay the usual fee, double if you start immediately" he informed and waited as there was a pause on the other end
"Who is it?" the voice husked
"Alex Cabot?" Jonathon told him and heard a dry chuckle
"My friend, you will be paying triple for this. I could go to gaol for this one, I am not fond of gaol"
"Done" Jonathon nodded, not caring that he was giving away that this was important and at all costs."Once you find her you report to me, no funny business. I'll collect her myself. If you're good I may let you have fun with the bloke she is allegedly with"
"Ah, a treat. I will find out her location by tomorrow" the voice promised "You can send my retainer to the usual place"
Jonathon already had his check book out, writing a figure with possibly one too many zeros on it.
"Consider it done, be quiet on this one, she's dared to put an order on me"
"Then she is more foolish than she looks." The voice sounded amused "You sure you don't want me to have some fun?"
"Unfortunately you tend to get carried away with your fun and they end up on a stone slab, I need this one alive. As I said you can have the bloke to have your fun with"
"As usual it is a pleasure" the voice quipped and then Jonathon was listening to a dial tone. He smiled, Alex would soon learn her place. Otherwise he would have a hell of a lot of fun beating it out of her.
Elliot, Fin and Munch were huddled around the computer when the Captain came in, saw them huddled together and wondered if they had caught a new case. Walking up behind them his brows raised when he saw the personal information on the screen
"Who's he?" he asked making his detectives jump
"A dude we served a protection order on. He's been bugging Alex" Fin commented "he gave El and I the creeps, there's something wrong"
The Captain trusted his Detectives implicitly and took what they said seriously. Looking at the computer he noted that he was clean.
"What do we know?" he asked and saw the three detectives sigh in relief
"We know he is delusional, claims to be Alex's fiancé. Alex's lawyer claims Alex is currently in Montana visiting Olivia who is there. Alex has met someone and this guy is causing problems calling her" Elliot nodded at the screen.
"At first glance he appears clean" Munch commented "But digging deeper he has a pile of battery charges which were mysteriously dropped. Most of the women either disappeared, won't talk or have wound up under Warner's colleagues knife"
"Mr Dick here always has a solid alibi and the women claim a misunderstanding when withdrawing the charges but all looked petrified" Fin added and Don got a bad feeling in his gut
"I don't like it. Pull everything you can on this fellow, including phone records. If you need warrants go directly to Donnelly and you won't have a problem" he ordered "I want to be kept informed, call Cabot and Olivia and warn them" He marched for his office and slammed the door. Sitting behind the desk he opened his top draw and located his card folder, flicking it open he found the card he wanted and picking up the phone dialled.
"Hammond" came the voice at the other end
"Cabot's at it again" he stated.
Alex put the phone down after talking to Munch with a shaky hand. How the hell did she get herself into these situations?
"Babe are you Ok?" Tate asked concerned about how white Alex had gone while talking on the phone. Alex sighed, remembering her promise to Tate but she really needed to talk to Olivia about this one.
She looked around Tate's cabin where they had come after a very successful dinner and had been snuggling on the couch in front of the fire (Ok maybe they were making out too, Tate was soooo good at it), Buster curled up at their feet, when the phone had rang. Munch had sounded very solemn and she had listened quietly at what he had to tell her. Jesus Uncle Bill, what psychopath did you try and set me up with?
"Not really. One of my detectives just told me Jonathon Wentworth IV isn't the choir boy he pretends to be." She shivered and leant in closer to Tate, feeling safer in her arms.
"In what way?" Tate asked concerned
"As in withdrawn charges of battery" Alex sighed shakily "As in those who didn't withdraw wound up missing or in the Morgue"
"What?" Tate was horrified
"He has alibis, which means he has connections with someone even more dangerous but as yet with no proof"
Tate could feel her temper boiling over at this. This man wanted Alex, was putting Alex in danger and she felt helpless. Times like these she wished she kept in contact with the boys in the hood. A visit from them would make Jonathon appear like Bo peep.
"It's as well you're half way across the country" she stated and Alex laughed humourlessly
"That won't stop people like this Tate, we're not dealing with people on your old block but possibly organised crime and I am going to kill Uncle Bill for trying to set us up"
Alex stood hastily and Tate followed her as she headed for the front door
"Where are you going?" Tate asked
'I need to speak to Olivia, she'll know what to do" Alex hugged herself shivering and Tate realised she may be being assailed with old memories. Alex had known Olivia a lot longer than her and if she needed to see Olivia then Tate didn't argue.
"Come on then, I'll go with you then we'll come back and lock up tight before bed" she reached for their jackets and smiled down at Alex who was trying to be brave, one brow cocked
"We will huh?" Alex asked
"Yes ma'am" Tate nodded "I aint letting you out of my sight for a minute until this is figured out"
"Tate" Alex warned and Tate sighed
"Fine you can go with Olivia, as long as she is armed and you call me every hour" Tate teased but they both knew that the sentiment was there.
"I'll think about it" Alex went on tip toe and offered a kiss which Tate took, long and deep, before withdrawing and helping Alex on with her coat and slipping on her own. She called Buster who jumped up and followed them out into the night.
Olivia was seconds away from a screaming orgasm when her mobile rang indicating Elliot's ring tone. Tyler paused what she was doing for a moment and Olivia growled
"Don't you dare Ty" and pushed her lovers head firmer between her thighs, crying out as the talented tongue of her lover flicked just the end of her clit while the fingers deep inside her continued their pace. Oh fuck. She could feel her stomach tightening, her legs started to shake and just as the phone went silent she exploded into orgasm, once again letting the whole house know about it.
Tyler smirked and started kissing her way up her lover's sweaty body as she came down from the heavens. Taking her time to rim her belly button, making Olivia groan, before heading for those voluptuous breasts.
The same shattering ring tone rent the air and she paused. Whoever it was, she was going to kill them for being a cock block. Well not a cock exactly, hell you know what she meant.
"Whoever it is is a persistent little bastard" she grumbled as Olivia sighed and reached for the phone.
"It's Elliot, my partner at work. He hasn't spoken to me in a while, not happy I just took off" she sighed and then knowing he would just keep ringing answered the phone
"So you're talking to me now?" Olivia answered without preamble "It had better be good El, Tyler is set to kill you for our current state of blue balls" Let him make what he would of that.
"I have blue balls, you got to come" Tyler growled as she flopped on the bed next to her, earning a smile as Olivia turned back to Elliot
"El?" she asked immediately concerned
"Your with someone?" he finally spoke "You're all the way over in Montana in you've met someone? How am I only just hearing of this now?" he growled, sounding angry and it got Olivia's back up
"Listen El, You haven't exactly been communicative for the last few months, you chucked the shits with me and haven't returned any of my calls. Don't blame me for that" she shot back and heard him sigh
"Is it serious?" he asked and Olivia didn't even need to think about it
"Yes" she replied and smiled up at Tyler "I'd say it's serious, it's also incredibly new"
"Does this mean there is a chance you won't be coming back?" he asked incredulous and she sighed
"Elliot, let's not talk about me coming back to the unit OK" she gripped Tyler's hand tight "Not wanting to sound like a bitch but there must be a reason why you have broken your silence after so long"
That comment was met with an awkward silence and she sighed, closing her eyes and biting her lip to prevent the tears brewing. She hated this tension between them.
"Cabot's got herself in trouble again" came his reply
"What?" Olivia sat bolt upright, melancholy mood over, Elliot with her full attention
"Yeah, appears a guy she dated before taking off to Africa is a bit of a psychopath. Clean record at first glance but the more we dig the more we uncover."
"How much trouble are we talking about?" Olivia asked shakily. This was her best friend, her sister they were talking about.
"Captain has called Hammond"
At the mention of the Alex's FBI WPP officer all blood drained from Olivia's face.