March

Olivia had spent most of February at home while they investigated the shooting. It only took a few days to charge the suspect with two counts of murder and two counts of attempted murder (including trying to kill her) but it took nearly a month to clear Olivia. No one in the department wanted to be the one to say one way or another whether or not Detective Benson's conduct was acceptable.

Eventually, the commissioner ruled that it was a clean shot and she was able to return to active duty.

A week and a half later, she was going to Hawaii.

"You're abandoning me again!" Elliot complained.

"Thank the brass for that El," Olivia couldn't say she was disappointed this time. She was going away with her two ladies for two whole weeks.

He rolled his eyes. "I'm sure you're so sad to be leaving."

"I am sad … that you're stuck here in the cold while I'll be on the beach drinking Mai Tais."

"I hate you!"

"That's not nice," Casey said teasingly as she came to get Olivia. "Ready to go home, Liv."

"Do I want to go home or stay here doing paperwork?" she pretended to think about it.

Elliot threw a wad of paper at her.

"Bye Elliot!"

"Go to hell!"

"What crawled up his butt and died?"

"Only the realization that I'll be in Hawaii for two weeks with you and Alex and he'll be stuck here."

"I guess that would put me in a bad mood too," Casey kissed Olivia and then they got into the car.

Alex was a packing ninja. She knew exactly how much she could fit in a bag before it would be deemed too heavy. She had toothpaste, hair products, soap, perfume, and deodorant.

Since they were flying first class, they could each take two bags. Olivia only planned on packing one, so Alex was packing three. She also knew Olivia wouldn't pack enough stuff. The girl just reached into a drawer, put random stuff in a bag and left.

When they got home, Olivia remarked, "Alex, it looks like you're preparing for a hurricane." Everything was in bags and folded up. It looked like she was preparing for a bomb shelter.

"You laugh now, but I'm making sure we have everything we need."

"They don't have CVS in Hawaii? It looks like you bought everything there."

"I doubt we'll want to leave the hotel our first night," Alex said, "or maybe the second … or the third. Anyway, we will be ready for everything."

"What about attacking Meer cats?" Casey questioned.

"Or a shark," Olivia added.

"I ought to leave you two at home," Alex muttered.

Olivia kissed her neck. "You'd be lonely without us."

"Would I though?"

Due to Alex's packing prowess, they all had plenty of clothes, shoes, accessories, beauty and health care products, entertainment and snacks for the flight.

Olivia couldn't believe Alex's bags weren't too heavy. Somehow, they were all 49lbs. They felt like 65lbs.

"What did you put in here?"

"Stop fussing and keep walking."

Once the women got through security, Alex took them to the United Lounge.

"What's this?" Olivia questioned as they walked through this unmarked wooden door.

"It's a lounge for their premiere customers."

They had food, drinks, television, and workstations.

Casey and Olivia went right for the snacks.

"Free cheese."

"Free fruit."

"Free yogurt."

"Free cookies."

Alex went to get some free coffee and then found a lounger.

Olivia didn't think she'd be so nervous. She has flown before, just very rarely and for shorter flights. This flight was 12 hours, 14 including their layover and that sounded dreadful. So much could happen in that amount of time.

The detective squeezed Casey's hand.

"You'll be fine," the brunette whispered. "Planes are way safer than cars."

"They say that but …"

First class only had rows of two, so the aisle came between Alex and Olivia. Casey was sitting in the window; Olivia refused to look out of the window and Alex gave her one of those sleeper masks and some headphones. "Just pretend you're sleeping in the car."

Olivia did fall asleep and by the time she woke up, they were in the air.

"Do you want breakfast?" The waitress asked her.

"Yes, and a coffee please."

Alex was reading yet another Hercule Poirot book. Olivia swore she read them all already.

Casey was watching cartoons.

"They have the Simpsons?"

Olivia decided flying wasn't so bad after all.

By the time they got to the villa, Alex felt like a dead girl walking. They left the apartment at quarter of six to make it to the airport in time for an 8:30 flight. They spent 12 hours in the air and another two and a half hours in airports.

"I just need a hot bath and to go to sleep."

Olivia and Casey shared the same sentiment. The house gave them privacy, which was good, but there was no bellhop so they had to carry their own bags.

They hauled their stuff into the house and dropped it into the living room.

It was a large one story house with a master bedroom, kitchen, dining room, laundry room, and a separate bathroom at the end of the house.

"This is lovely." The house was right on the beach. When Casey went out the back door, she saw that the beach was practically empty.

There were a few large houses on this one stretch of road and they were a decent amount of space between them.

There was beach furniture stacked up against the back of the house that they could put out tomorrow.

I'd love to go for a swim tomorrow.

Alex started sorting through her stuff, looking for soap to get a bubble bath going and a bathrobe to put on afterwards.

Olivia flopped on the couch. "Even this couch is nice," this place was swag!

"The bath is ready."

This couch can wait.

Olivia shed her clothes in the bedroom and then stepped into the bathroom. The tile was sparkling and there were these cute little fairies the wall.

"Where's Casey?" Alex looked delectable covered in bubbles.

"I think she's coming in now."

Their counterpart had been enjoying the fresh ocean air.

When she came back inside, she heard laughing and canoodling. "You started without me!"

"You snooze you lose."

Casey got into the tub and right away said, "oh shit this feels nice!"

"How's the beach?" Alex asked as she began to rub Casey's shoulders.

"Oh it's nice. We should go swimming tomorrow."

"We could go for a midnight swim tonight," Olivia suggested, "a naked one."

"I think we should stay naked this whole trip," Alex declared, "unless we're leaving the house … or are cold."

"I'll keep you warm," Casey kissed her behind her ear. "And I second this naked rule."

"Naked it is," Olivia declared. "Except when frying food. I don't want you to burn your boobs."

Alex chortled. "Except when frying food."

After their bath, they dried off and decided to take a quick nap. If they slept through the night now, they'd be off kilter even longer.

"We'll wake up at 9PM, have a late dinner, and then we can go for a midnight swim."

Olivia fell asleep in the middle, which was a rarity. Usually Alex hogged the middle and if she didn't get it then Casey did.

Alex managed to have her head resting on one of Olivia's breast and her leg draped over the detective's hip.

The blonde started rubbing against her leg in her sleep.

"Someone's having a good dream." Olivia gently traced at Alex's folds with her fingertips.

The Bureau Chief started to whimper. She opened her eyes and pushed Olivia's hand forward.

"Ride me," the brunette said lazily. I want to watch you fuck yourself with my fingers."

Casey woke up to the sounds of rapturous bliss. She started chewing on Alex's breast.

"FUCK! CASEY!"

It didn't take Alex long to finish. She slumped forward and kissed Olivia hard on the lips before sucking the detective's fingers clean.

Casey knew Alex was just getting started. She went to go get a toy but then she started laughing.

"What is it Case?"

She came to her lovers with a sheet of paper in her hands. "Your bag got selected for random screening."

Inside this bag were an array of dildos, a vibrator, beads, restraints, lube, a paddle, and a ball gag.

On the back, the TSA agent wrote "I'm sure you're having the most fun trip of all."

All of the women started laughing.

"That would be the bag you made me check for you," Olivia accused.

"You're the sketchy person whose bag they wanted to check."

"Well, I'm sure we made their day. They probably usually only see dirty socks and old books."

"Since you have that toy," Alex told her, "you should put it to use."

"Get on your knees you little whore."

Alex wiggled her ass. This was going to be fun.