AN: This story is not getting the attention I'd like, but I love writing for whoever is reading. Thank you blood colored inkfor the review and favorite-ing the story (: I present my readers with chapter two.

Chapter 2

I finally wake up and Olivia is not on the bed. I sit myself up for several minutes and then head out to go find her. I looked in the bathroom, she wasn't there. I found it weird because her purse wasn't where I had placed it. It was on the floor of where she was sleeping.

I walked to the kitchen and she wasn't there. I didn't see the petals of flowers leading to the guest room. I decide to just call her name, "Olivia?" No answer.

I find this weird because she never leaves somewhere without telling me. I pick up my phone and call her. It is ringing.

"Benson." I can hear wind and what sounds like Elliot in the background.

I breath in, all my worst fears have surpassed. "I was worried. You didn't wake me to tell me you were leaving." I smiled, even though I knew she couldn't see it.

"Sorry." I know she didn't mean it. She sounded so hostile like. Why was she so upset?

"Liv, we need to talk. We are still meeting in the afternoon, right?" I ask, hoping she will say yes.

"No. We are working a case." She's speaking in short sentences. I know she is trying to avoid something.

"Can you try?" I pleaded. I hate begging. It's the worse type of way to crush your pride.

"I guess." She shut the phone off. She shut the fucking phone off. What the hell was that? I'm going back to my house and rethink our relationship.

2 Hours Later

I arrived at my home and I want to talk to someone. Obviously not Olivia, so I dial Alex's number.

"ADA Alexandra Cabot, How may I help you?" One thing I hadn't noticed before was her voice. It's delicate yet demanding, and I like that.

"Hey, Alex, I am just wondering if you can come over. I really need to talk to someone…and well, I…" I am lost for words. This is really embarrassing. I am berating myself for ever placing my hands on my cell phone.

"I'm actually off right now. I can pass by right now. One question." Alex is building up to something.

"What's the question? And if it's something like…"

She scourges to fix her phrase, "I meant where is your house, I never been there." I got kind of embarrassed. I was exhilarated that she was not here or else she would have seen my complexion grow bright red as I tell her the address.

An hour later she comes in with open arms. Yep, this has to be the first time touching her. She is really soft and… I really think this is inappropriate and I let go.

As I showed her to my couch, I grabbed two bottles of water.

I came back and she had this, 'Get to the point,' look.

"I am sorry. I want to talk about my love life." I see her complexion suddenly change.

"I am a lesbian. I don't think I can be much help to you." She turns towards me and I see her staring at my breasts.

I smile, "I think you can help me more than you can." She is now embarrassed. She knows I saw her staring.

"Sorry," she starts to turn red, "Ok, then. I'm all ears."

I look at her and I breathe in, "I'm not going to place names so bare with me. Ok." I exhale. "I am going out with this guy for about 5 years and he was taking me home yesterday."

She looks at me understandingly and nods for me to go on. "He asks me 'am I jealous' I ask of what? And he replies 'of a woman at his job' I don't have an answer to that and he suddenly changes his posture. The big dinner we had planned was just him going to sleep."

I can't read Alex at moment and I'm a little scared she just caught on to who the 'he' of my story is.

"Why didn't you answer him? Why do you think he got mad or distant all of a sudden?" Alex brought her lawyer tone on me. I think it's so sexy…I don't think what I'm thinking is appropriate.

I find her question hard to answer so I shrug. "I found a wedding ring in his…" What do guys..."Pocket of his pants..." I hope she didn't notice my hesitation.

"Awww. He was going to propose?" Alex acted so surprised, like she believed that I wasn't straight.

I nod before I give anything else away.

She reaches out her hand and touches my knee. I shudder and the feeling of her warmth on my skin. I try not to make a scene out of it. I think she was hoping for that reaction. I look at her bright blue eyes and see a smile on her face, like she succeeded in something.

"So let me get this straight. Is this 'guy' named Olivia Benson…" She saw the shock in my eyes. I feel the redness flow throughout my countenance and suddenly feel this over powering embarrassment. I can feel butterflies all around my stomach and I feel really squeamish.

"Whoa…Are you ok? You don't look so good" Alex takes her hand off my knee and starts to rub my back. She starts to chuckle.

I feel more humiliated. "How did you know?"

She snickered, "it doesn't take a genius to put that together. I knew you were a lesbian, and well I never seen, not one guy, come into your office. If a relationship carried on for 5 years, I would think he cared about you that much to come at least once. Not to mention Olivia come to your office way more than she needed to. Oh," She chuckled at this one, "and Olivia is dressed for a date and comes to you for a testimony." She shakes her head and removes her hand from my back.

I giggle at her discovery, "I am sorry to ask this, but if you knew Olivia was my girl, why are you always hitting on her?"

She goes hysteric on this one. When catches her breath, she replies, "I loved your reaction to it. It was cute. I mean really cute. You would scrunch your face and Olivia would just be telling you to calm down. Yesterday had to be the cutest face you made."

I smile and lean on the couch. I close my eyes. "So, I'm cute when I'm mad?"

"Yes. Want to know something even better, Novak?" I can feel her come closer.

My eyes are still closed. "What?"

"I have a crush on you." She whispers in my ears.

I shudder at the proximity. I open my eyes and turn to her. "Really? Why didn't you tell me?" I ask curiously, already knowing the answer.

She comes close to my ear. "I think you know." She is so close that I feel her smile against my skin.

My body is in rage. I'm not supposed to be feeling this. I called her to help me not…this.

Before, I know it, she straddles herself on my lap.

"I have…" I'm trying to say I have a girlfriend, but the words don't seem to escape me.

"I'm so sorry. I don't know what the hell has gotten over me," Now it was Alex's turn to flush red. She quickly mounted herself off of my lap and sat on the couch.

"It's ok. I know what…I know how that feels."

She is still embarrassed and she doesn't speak.

I thought I should lighten up the mood. "If it is worth anything, I felt the same thing, too."

She looks up and smiles.

"However, I don't think we should do this to Olivia." I feel the words get dragged out of my tongue. As much as I want this, I love Olivia Benson, even though she is acting like a huge dick.

"Agreed." Alex replies.

"Want anything? I am a little starving." I get off the couch.

She nods.

I open the refrigerator and take out lunch meat and when I shut the door and see Alex leaning on the kitchen counter.

"Hey, are you spying on me." I ask teasingly.

She shakes her head, "Not spying, It is more like, I don't think…you don't know what type of sandwich I want." She smiles and walks over to where I am and tries to help.

"I… Ok, you can do whatever you want." I let her grab a plate and her choice of bread.

At one point we both grabbed the jar of pickles and we both let it go. "Alex!" I scream.

She quickly backs off and the jar slams onto the floor. Happily, the jar didn't break. The pickles and the juice along with it, fell out of the jar.

Alex starts to giggle and I join. "This is so your fault." I look at her icy blue sapphire eyes.

She grabbed paper towels from the top shelf and hands one to me and we both bend down to wipe the floor.

I got up to throw pickles away and slipped. She couldn't hold her laugh in.

I looked at her as if she has just betrayed me. She came over to me and I held out my hand to grab hers to pull me up.

She should have known this was a trick because I pulled her down.

I was laughing now and she fell on top of me.

Things got serious. We looked each other in the eye and she kissed me.

Ok, she's not the only one who broke the rules here because I kissed back.

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