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Boots, Cameras and Love...Oh My!
By vixen2000
Olivia had a hard day and she wanted nothing better than to peel off the layer of grim that were her clothes and sink into a hot bath. Alex was working late so she knew that she had time to do this and be in a much better mood by the time she came home. Olivia was aware that they saw some of the same things, but there was a substantial difference between the crime scene photos that Alex saw and the actual scene that she and Elliot saw everyday. The photos didn't have the smells of the dead or the sounds of crying loved ones.
She was lost in her thoughts when a loud bang from within her apartment caught her attention. Suddenly on edge she drew her weapon to her side and quietly made her way to the door. When she saw that it wasn't locked she became even more on edge. The last thing that she needed was for her own apartment to become a crime scene. She quietly opened the door and was greeted by another noise and a shadow moving through her kitchen. Just as she was about to call Elliot on her cell she heard a strange noise.
Singing? Is that someone singing? Someone broke into my apartment just so they could sing? It wasn't bad singing, but still. Deciding that she didn't need to call her partner she put her cell back into her pocket and crept towards the kitchen. The sight that greeted her surprised even the hardened veteran of SVU.
You keep saying you got something for me
Something you call love but confess
You been messing where you shouldn't have been a messing
And now someone else is getting all your best
Alex was singing? And dancing? Olivia didn't know quite what to do so she decided to simply stand there and try to figure this out. Since when did Alex sing and where did she get those go-go boots? A light bulb came on over Olivia's head and she quickly made her way to her bedroom closet as quietly as she could. She found a mess in the closet and figured out the source of the noise.
These boots are made for walking
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
She knew that there would be absolute hell to pay, but it wasn't every day that a gift like this was presented to someone. After shedding her coat on the couch she quickly moved into view of the kitchen and pressed the record button on her camera.
You keep lyin' when you ought a be truthin'
And you keep losin' when you ought a not bet
You keep saming when you ought a be changin'
Now what's right is right
But you ain't been right yet
This was the side of Alex that Olivia loved wholeheartedly. The side that took joy in the smallest things that life presented and got a kick out of just about everything there was. This Alex was uninhibited and free. She wasn't trying to intimidate a suspect into a confession or stare a defendant down during cross-examination. This Alex wasn't aware of some of the horrible things that people do to one another.
These boots are made for walking
And that's just what they do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
As Olivia stood there watching her girlfriend dance in their kitchen her eyes kept wandering down to the go-go boots. Impossibly white and enticing anyone that may be watching the dancer they quickly had Olivia thinking about another Alex that she loved, the one that no one would ever see for the rest of their lives. This Alex kept her warm whenever she was stuck on a stakeout on a cold night and kept her distracted when she was bored with her paperwork.
You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing
And you keep thinking that you'll never get burned
Hah!
I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn
These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what they do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
Alex continued to dance with abandon, unaware of her audience or the camera. She had gotten out of work early due to an illness with the judge and was in a really good mood for once. She knew that Olivia would be tired and hungry and would probably want a bath before dinner. So, when she came in the door and took off her coat she made her way towards the bedroom, to change before starting dinner, and turned on the radio to an oldies station. As she went through the closet to change out of her work clothes a box had fallen down that she had forgotten about. There were still some things packed up that neither one of them had messed with after the move so she didn't know what to expect when she opened it. There were a few old photos, some old clothes that should be burned and these boots. She had bought them on a dare during college and had only worn them on Halloween, but today she felt a little giddy at having found them so she decided to try them on. As she was walking around in them a familiar song came over the radio and the boots just seemed appropriate for it. She made her way into the kitchen and started dinner completely losing herself in the song. This was the position that Olivia found her in currently.
Are ya ready boots?
Start Walkin!
Just as Alex was really cutting loose with the dancing Olivia's cell phone started to ring. She quickly tried to turn it off before her girlfriend discovered her presence, but was unsuccessful at this. Oh shit. The happy carefree Alex was quickly replaced with a horrified Alex with a homicidal look in her eyes.
"Benson"
After seeing the caller id she risked answering the phone. She knew she was a little bit safer if she was on the phone with her partner.
"Hey Elliot….Nothing much…Alex and I would love to come to dinner tomorrow night. Speaking of Alex you will never guess what I got…..Let's just say that you don't have to worry about the entertainment tomorrow night. I got it covered! Crap. Gotta go…Love to Kathy. Bye"
As Alex heard the conversation she quickly darted towards Olivia who was running as fast as her feet could carry her.
"You are not going to show that to them or anyone for that matter" She screamed.
"Why not? It's cute," she tried soothing her now irate girlfriend.
"OLIVIA BENSON! You will hand over that camera now and any evidence therein. It was obtained without the client's permission and is therefore illegal and must be destroyed!"
"Oooh! I love it when you get all authoritative on me," she said as she made her way towards the slightly calming blonde "And those boots are just plain sexy. You have to wear them more often!"
"No!"
"Please?" she pleaded as she peppered kisses along Alex's neck.
"Only if you are a good girl," she teased as she wrapped her arms around Olivia's waist. "Now why don't you set the camera down and try to beg my forgiveness."
She began to lead the brunette towards the bedroom shedding her gun and badge in the process.
"On second thought," she paused just as she was lifting Olivia's shirt over her head. "Why don't you go grab the camera and let's see if we can't put it to better use."
Olivia's feet had never carried her faster. All she had to do was remember to grab the right video for tomorrow night.
The End