DISCLAIMER: Law & Order: Special Victims Unit and its characters are the property of NBC and Dick Wolf.
THANKS: To Leslie for the awesome sketch of Alex & Olivia that sorta inspired this story and to all of you for reading and especially everyone on the Yahoo Group, vivalab – you guys rock!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Part of the story range, Undercover.
ARCHIVING: Only with the permission of the author.

Undercover III: Charades
By VivalaB


Part 15

Olivia stood at the washbasin slowly removing the last traces of her make up as her mind tried to forget the beautiful woman on the other side of the open door. She splashed cold water on her face and stared at her reflection in the mirror, "This is so unfair," she whispered.

"I couldn't agree more."

Olivia turned her head and smiled at the curly haired blonde, leaning against the door frame, "It's just one more night, we've waited how long?" she asked, trying to convince herself to be reasonable about their frustrating predicament.

Alex dropped her gaze and sighed, "I curled my hair for you," she admitted quietly.

Olivia moved towards her and reached for her hand, pulling her gently into the bathroom and closing the door behind her. Alex lifted her head and smiled as Olivia wrapped her arms around her, holding her close.

"Your hair is beautiful, everything about you is beautiful and I'm having a hard time not telling Elliot just to leave us alone because Alex…" she looked into her captivatingly clear eyes and swallowed, "…I really want to show you hoe much I lo-"


Olivia gritted her teeth in frustration, "I'll kill him. I mean it. I don't care that he has five kids and a wife!" she growled as she eased out of Alex's embrace and angrily reached for the door knob.

Alex turned and pressed a startled Olivia, face first against the closed door, "It's killing me too, all I want…" she trailed off as she ran her hands down Olivia's silk covered sides before moving them purposefully across her toned stomach and sliding them slowly upwards to palm firm breasts, "…is to touch you…" she moved her mouth to Olivia's bare shoulder and nipped lightly at her skin, allowing her tongue to leave a glistening trail, "…taste you…" she kissed her way along Olivia's neck and pressed further into her body, feeling hardened nipples rub against her hand, "…kiss you…" she finished on a throaty whisper as Olivia turned her head and met her open mouth.

The kiss was urgent and full of desire as Olivia moaned at the sweet sensation of Alex's taut breasts pressing into her back. She moved her hands from the surface of the door and reached behind her, grabbing Alex's hip with one hand as the other tangled in soft curls. The move lifted her breasts higher and forced her rear directly against Alex's centre, eliciting a gasp from the woman behind.

"Would you two hurry up already, I wanna hear the details!"

Both women groaned into the others mouth as they reluctantly eased away. Olivia turned to face her, "We might not be able to finish this," she clarified with a tender kiss, "But, I'm definitely not sleeping without you," she stated quietly.

Alex smiled as she gently cupped Olivia's face between her hands, "I don't want us to keep this a secret, but I'd rather not tell him here, like this," she said, kissing her softly.

Olivia nodded as they parted, "We'll tell him we're just being cautious, in case the Zucker's do a final spot of surveillance," she replied, moving her hands to Alex's hips, "Do you need a hand out of your dress?" she asked, knowing Alex had no underwear on beneath the blue silk.

Alex sighed, "As much as I'd like that, I don't think it's a good idea," she answered regretfully.

Olivia trailed her hands deliberately up the sheer fabric and brushed against the side of tempting breasts.

"Liv," Alex warned as thumbs moved dangerously close to her jutting nipples.

Olivia bit her lower lip, "Know this Alex Cabot, after this case, you and I are going to be alone somewhere and finish this, with no interruptions," she said, leaning forward and catching the parted lips in a searing kiss, full of passion and promise.

Elliot looked at the women on the sofa and shook his head, "She sounds like an old neighbor of mine," he answered after hearing Alex describe the infamous Dotty Gale and her last visit to the house.

Alex smiled over at him, "She's certainly memorable," she said, rubbing her right arm absently.

Olivia turned to her left and touched Alex's healing hand lightly, "Are you okay?" she asked, concern evident in her softly spoken tone.

Alex placed her hand over Olivia's, "I'm fine," she said, holding the dark gaze and smiling.

"Wow. You two really got into this undercover gig, you make quite the lesbian couple," Elliot commented.

Alex looked over at him and smiled, "Speaking of which…we've grown accustomed to our nightly slumber parties and Liv helps me get changed because of my wrist, so you can have the spare room," she said casually.

Olivia bit the inside of her cheek as she fought to contain an excited grin.

"You're sure?" he asked.

Alex nodded, "Yes, but take the money with you. If the Mexicans break in during the night, I'd rather point them in your direction," she teased.

Elliot shook his head, "Liv's a better shot than me, always scores highest at the range. She's got great hands," he said innocently, glancing down at his watch.

"Yes, she does," Alex mumbled, ignoring the wide eyed glare form the brunette beside her.

Elliot looked up, "Huh?"

"Nothing, I was just agreeing. She's been invaluable since my accident," she answered.

Elliot nodded as he stifled a yawn, "Well, I'm going to go and enjoy the rare luxury of sleeping in a big bed alone, with no diaper duty," he said, rising slowly to his feet.

Olivia smiled up at him, "Goodnight El, breakfast is at seven," she advised him.

"You're cooking?" two voices chorused in surprise.

Olivia snorted softly, "No chance, but Alex is…she makes the best scrambled eggs and bacon," she replied, waggling her eyebrows at the watching blonde.

Alex shook her head and smiled, "I do?"

Olivia beamed back a her, "Yes," she confirmed, resisting the urge to lean forward and kiss the smiling lips.

Elliot studied them for a few seconds before lifting the briefcase from the table, "Then I look forward to sampling your culinary delights, Counselor," he said, smiling as Alex looked up at him and rolled her eyes dramatically. He moved to the door and turned, "Hey Alex?"

Alex turned on the sofa and met his twinkling gaze, arching an eyebrow in response.

"I like the curls," he quipped before ducking out of sight.

Alex smiled as he disappeared from view and felt warm lips land on her cheek, "Liv…" she warned quietly.

Olivia ignored her as she kissed a hot trail along the strong jaw line, her destination clear. She smiled a she swiped her tongue teasingly along Alex's parted lips and felt a warm breath caress her own, "Just one kiss…" she whispered, "…Please?" she begged, smiling as Alex turned to fully face her.

Alex slid her open mouth over Olivia's, plunging her tongue deeply into the welcoming, wet warmth and swallowing her guttural moan.

The exploration lasted several, heated minutes as hands clutched desperately at cotton covered skin. The need for air drove them apart, with both women breathing raggedly as their hands continued to stroke and explore.

"Bed," Olivia rasped, guiding Alex to her feet.

Alex held her hand gently, "I wish we could…" she trailed off as swollen lips captured her own once more.

"Me too," Olivia choked out as their mouths parted.

Alex blew out a steadying breath and tugged Olivia towards the door, "I have an idea," she said quietly, flicking the light switch with her hand and cloaking them both in darkness.

The bedroom was peaceful and quiet, something he wasn't used to and the silence was beginning to unsettle him. He thought of Kathy and the kids and the case they were working, feeling his heart grow heavy for all the innocent victims involved. He sighed wearily and reached a hand out, lifting his watch from the bedside table and rolling his eyes at the late hour. When he couldn't sleep at home, Kathy always made him hot milk. He sighed again as he threw back the covers and headed for the kitchen.

"Oh God Liv," Alex groaned as Olivia's hands slid underneath her thin t-shirt and caressed her bare flesh. She dipped her head and captured the waiting lips, pressing herself into the woman she was straddling.

Olivia moved her hands higher, covering the satin covered breasts as she lifted her hips upwards. Moans were swallowed as Alex began to gyrate her centre slowly into the seated figure and tore her mouth away as Olivia rolled hardened peaks between her fingers, "Oh God," she gasped, gripping the back of the kitchen chair tightly with both hands.

Olivia gazed up at her, "We…should…stop," she ground out between ragged pants, loving the sensation of Alex grinding into her.

Alex's mouth opened and closed slowly as she felt herself losing control, "I know," she husked out.

Olivia groaned as Alex bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes, "Don't do that," she begged.

"Do what?" Alex asked, opening her eyes.

Olivia lowered her hands and drew her closer, nuzzling her face between the valley of taut breasts, kissing the skin beneath her lips tenderly, "Make it impossible to stop," she whispered, straining her head and sucking the beating pulse point greedily.

Alex moaned and swallowed as she eased backwards along Olivia's strong thighs, trying to control her raging desire for the beautiful brunette.

Olivia whimpered and followed her retreating form with parted lips, reaching for the denim clad rear with both hands and holding her firmly in place.

Alex moved her hands to Olivia's shoulders and beamed down at her, "So much for my idea," she pouted playfully.

Olivia smiled up at her, "I love your idea," she replied, kissing her tenderly.

"I thought we could be alone and keep …" she paused, searching for the right word, "…this…" she indicated between them, "…under control," she finished, shuddering as Olivia's hands squeezed her cheeks rhythmically.

Olivia shook her head, "It's fate, remember?"

Alex slipped her arms around Olivia's neck and leaned forward, "How could I forget?" she teased as their mouths met for another round of passionate exploration.

Elliot stood unblinking in the shadows of the unlit hallway and stared disbelievingly at the sight before him. He swallowed his suddenly dry throat and blinked a few times as he took a cautious step backwards, unable to tear his eyes away from the women in the kitchen. He shifted his gaze lower and smiled before creeping silently away into the darkness, 'I told her she had great hands,' he mused to himself, desperate to get back to his room and text his wife.


Part 16

Olivia sat in her cotton shorts and t-shirt, watching from the kitchen table as Alex expertly prepared their breakfast, admiring the bare legs on display beneath the knee length robe. Her mind drifted back to the previous night and how they had both shyly admitted their reluctance to halt their increasingly heated exploration in order to get some sleep. She closed her eyes, remembering the nervous excitement that coursed through her body as she held Alex closely in her arms, whispering long kept confessions to each other, late into the night.

Soft lips kissed her on the mouth and she opened her eyes, gazing into shining pools of cobalt blue, "What was that for?" she asked quietly.

"Do I need a reason?" Alex replied, raising her eyebrows.

Olivia sighed happily, "Never," she said, reaching out and drawing her nearer.

"Elliot's due down any minute," Alex whispered regretfully, glancing at parted lips and wetting her own.

Olivia followed the trail of her tongue and swallowed, "I don't care," she breathed out before closing the short distance between them.

Alex cupped the back of the dark head and held their mouths together, delighting in the sensations swirling in her stomach as Olivia's tongue slid sensually over her own.

Footsteps echoing along the hallway forced them apart, with Alex swiftly returning to the meal she was preparing.

"Morning" Elliot said sleepily as he moved into the kitchen, dropping heavily into the chair across from Olivia.

The dark haired woman frowned, "You look tired, did you get much sleep?" she asked, her tone laced with concern.

Elliot shifted slightly in his seat and nodded, "Eventually…Kathy text me, kept me awake for a coupla hours," he replied, hoping it sounded casual as he recalled the hot promises his wife had sent him.

"Everything okay with the kids?" Olivia asked.

Elliot smiled at her, " Yeah. Everybody's fine, she just um…missed me, first time we've been apart for a while," he said, praying Olivia would drop it as he remembered the teasing picture messages he had received.

Alex smiled over at him, "That is so sweet, I wish someone loved me enough to send me messages in the middle of the night," she replied, glancing discretely at Olivia.

Olivia rolled her eyes as she lifted the glass of orange juice and took a long swallow, unaware that Elliot had caught her reaction.

He bit the inside of his cheek, wondering if he should just admit that he had seen them or have some fun with it before somberly remembering why he was there in the first place, "I spoke wit Fin, we're all set for the baby deal," he said.

Olivia gripped her glass tightly, "I hope they lock them up and throw away the key," she growled out between gritted teeth.

"So do I. Have you identified their accomplice in the Kitty Bean?" Alex asked as she finished serving up their breakfast.

Elliot rose from his chair and moved over to the counter, lifting two food filled plates and carrying them back to the table, "Yeah. Some blonde haired young waitress, said she needed the money for college, didn't know it was an illegal set up," he answered as he sat back down.

Alex placed her own plate on the table and sat next to Olivia, smiling as the dark haired woman poured three cups of coffee.

"The Zucker's are bringing the babies at two o'clock, you staying here?" Olivia asked, automatically spooning sugar into Alex's coffee.

Elliot pointed at the cup, "I thought you took it black?" he asked, frowning at Alex.

"She likes some sugar in the morning," Olivia replied absently.

Alex felt her cheeks instantly burn at Olivia's innocent comment and hoped Elliot would attribute her flushed features to preparing their food over a hot stove, "It won't be as good as you're used to, hope you like it," she said, indicating the food before him as she deftly changed the subject.

"Alex, it looks great, thank you…" he paused before adding, "…you should come over for dinner this weekend," he added casually as he chewed on a tasty mouthful of food.

The forkful of egg stopped just before entering Alex's mouth as she looked over at him in surprise, "I wouldn't want to impose," she replied as she slid the food between her parted lips, giving Olivia a curious sideways glance.

Olivia studied him as she poked her scrambled egg with her fork, "What's the occasion?" she asked.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Well, you're already part of the family," he answered warmly before shifting his gaze to Alex, "You've only met Kathy a few times at official department gatherings, I think it's time we got to know each other better," he replied, reaching for his cup of coffee.

"I'd like that," Alex replied, smiling over at him.

He nodded, "This is great by the way, if I ever get kicked out, I'm coming to yours for breakfast," he said before tucking into the rest of the food.

Olivia snorted, "You wish," she answered smiling.

They ate in companionable silence for a few minutes before Elliot addressed his partner, "Hey, remember that doctor you liked at Mercy? He's single now, Kathy got you his number," he said, taking a sip from his coffee.

Olivia's eyes widened, "What?"

"I can't remember his name…you know the one, tall, dark haired, designer stubble," he replied, smiling over at her. He glanced at Alex, noticing her sudden interest in the wooden surface, "If you're not seeing anyone Alex, I bet Kathy could find you a handsome doctor too," he added, waggling his eyebrows as he watched both women shift uncomfortably in their seats.

Alex lifted her head and smiled, "I appreciate the offer, but I'm involved with someone," she answered, feeling Olivia's bare knee press against hers underneath the table.

He nodded, "Yeah, I'd be really surprised if you weren't," he answered.

Alex smiled and turned to Olivia, "Who's this mysterious dark haired doctor?" she asked, hoping her tone sounded casual.

"Nobody," Olivia replied, feeling exposed under the piercing gaze.

Alex arched an eyebrow, "Really?"

Elliot shook his head, "C'mon Liv, every time we go over there he's all over you," he supplied eagerly.

Olivia glared at him, "I'm not interested in him," she stated impatiently.

"When was the last time you were on a date?" he asked, shaking his head.

Olivia stared at him, "Drop it El," she warned.

"Oh come on, just one date," he reasoned, glancing briefly at Alex.

The dark haired woman sighed as she ran her fingers through her short hair, "El…" she trailed off as warm skin pressed more firmly against her own.

Elliot looked at her, "We could invite him over on Saturday," he suggested before shifting his eyes to Alex, "You could bring your someone with you too," he suggested.

Alex's mouth fell open as she tried to think of a suitable response.

Olivia blew out a frustrated breath, "She already will be," she replied quietly, reaching for Alex's hand before continuing, "Elliot…there's somethi-"

Elliot's sudden burst of laughter echoed loudly around the room.

She turned to Alex and shared a confused look before shifting her focus back to her hysterical partner across the table, "What's so funny?" she asked tersely.

He wiped the wetness from his eyes with his thumbs before clearing his throat, "When I couldn't sleep last night, I came down to make some hot milk," he answered, smiling as both faces immediately turned beet red.

Alex used her free hand to cover her face, "Oh.My.God," she groaned, shaking her blonde head with embarrassment.

Olivia squeezed her hand gently, "And?" she asked pointedly.

"And, I was right about you having great hands…especially your grip," he replied, nodding his head knowingly.

Olivia threw her napkin at him with her free hand, "Pervert!"

He caught it with one hand and laughed again, "I'm sorry, I couldn't resist teasing you…I wasn't going to say anything, but you both look so cute together and Ka-"

"Kathy!" both women chorused as they looked directly at him.

Elliot's eyes widened, "Well, um…I had to tell her…Liv, don't look at me like that, she just wants you to be happy and insisted that I get you both over for dinner this Saturday," he replied, holding both hands up defensively.

Olivia turned to Alex, "I'm sorry, I know we were gonna wait until after this was over," she said sincerely.

"Don't be," Alex answered honestly, smiling at her.

Elliot looked at them, "You make one hot looking couple, I hope you'll be very happy together for a long, long time," he said, beaming at them.

"No catholic lecture about family values?" Olivia asked, shaking her head as she turned to look at him.

Elliot frowned, "Liv, you're part of my family, I just want you to be happy and it's obvious Alex does that," he said, smiling over at the watching blonde.

Alex smiled back at him as she leaned in and kissed Olivia's cheek tenderly, "We make each other happy," she whispered softly.

He nodded at her and grinned, "So…um…" he paused, tilting his head at the table and arching his brow, "…did you…you knowhere…" he started, only to be cut off as another napkin missile flew through the air towards him.


Part 17

After breakfast, Alex excused herself to get showered and changed, dismissing Olivia's genuine offer of help in order to give the two partners some time alone. She had been pleasantly surprised by Elliot's response and by his invitation to dinner with his family. She had been even more surprised by the way in which Olivia had shared the new facet of their blossoming relationship with him.

She stood under the powerful spray of water and smiled as her mind wandered to a certain short haired brunette.

"More coffee?" Olivia asked her partner as she rose from the table.

Elliot looked over at her and shook his head, "I'm good," he replied, watching as she moved to the refrigerator and poured herself some orange juice.

Olivia blew out a steadying breath while her back was turned on her partner and closed the door, smiling as she returned to the table, "I know it's…unexpected," she started hesitantly as she sat down.

"And then some," Elliot added, nodding his head.

Olivia shook her head, "I've always liked her, right from the start and when we started this undercover assignment, I dunno El…it just felt…" she trailed away, shrugging her shoulders.

"Right?" he offered.

Olivia looked at him, "Yeah," she said, unable to hide her beaming smile as she thought of the beautiful blonde.

Elliot, steepled his fingers underneath his chin and held her dark gaze, "How serious is it?" he asked delicately.

"I've never felt like this before,," she said smiling, "She makes me nervous and anxious, makes me smile and want to tell her everything…she's…she's incredible, El," she finished, shaking her head with wonderment.

Elliot hid his shock well at the openness of his usually guarded partner and smiled, "She's our ADA," he reminded her.

"I know. I don't know what we're gonna do about work, I just know we'll make this work, all of it," she replied confidently.

Elliot nodded his head as he rubbed his hands together in a familiar gesture, "It's that serious, even after only a few days?" he asked carefully.

"I love her," she answered simply, feeling her heart swell as she finally said the words out loud.

He smiled, "Well, I've got your back, partner and I know a few others who will too…" he paused and dipped his gaze briefly before looking over at her, "…I'm really happy for you Liv, I've always wanted you to have someone outside of this job and to know you and Alex have finally found each other...let's just say it's a load off my mind," he admitted honestly.

Olivia blinked a few times, "Thanks El, that means so much to me coming form you," she answered and then frowned, "What d'you mean, finally found each other?"

Elliot shook his head and laughed, "Oh come on! The sideways glances, the little touches here and there? And whose desk does she always sit on?" he said looking at her knowingly.

Olivia felt the heat rise in her cheeks and opened her mouth in surprise, "Those were all innocent!" she replied defensively.

He snorted with laughter and waggled his eyebrows, "Yeah? Just like last night was innocent?" he teased.

Olivia sighed with frustration, "We are innocent, we haven't…you know…" she said, indicating with her head.

Elliot's face fell, "Shit Liv, if I'd known that I wouldn't have teased you both at breakfast…I'm sorry," he said sincerely, feeling like an insensitive jerk.

"It's okay, we'd already agreed to wait, but…" she blew out another frustrated sigh, "…it's been hard," she confessed quietly, shaking her head.

Elliot smiled, "True love always is," he answered. He looked at the dishes on the table, "Why don't you go see if she needs a hand while I clean up?" he suggested, rising from his chair.

Olivia nodded, "You sure?"


Olivia eagerly got to her feet and made for the door, only to be pulled back by Elliot as she passed him.

He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. They stood like that for a long moment, no words necessary as they indulged in a rare display of physical affection. They eased away and looked at each other, smiling and sharing a knowing look before Olivia turned and left the kitchen in search of her favorite blonde.

Alex sat on the bed, wrapped in a large bath towel as she stared at her reflection in the mirror above the dresser. She closed her eyes and blew out a shaky breath as she thought of the task that lay ahead. She opened them as she felt the air in the room change and smiled as she watched Olivia move towards her.

Olivia stopped in front of her and smiled down at the tilted head, "How was your shower?" she asked, smoothing wet hair away from Alex's forehead.

"Lonely," she confessed, gazing up at her as she shifted her legs and pulled Olivia closer.

Olivia stood between Alex's parted thighs and swallowed as the towel opened wider, exposing smooth, creamy skin, "You make it impossible to think when you say things like that," she chided, moving her hands to bare shoulders.

Alex slid her hands from Olivia's hips to the base of her t-shirt, pushing the soft fabric upwards, "Good," she replied as she leaned forward and kissed the newly exposed skin.

Olivia's breath hitched as warm lips covered her toned stomach with teasing kisses, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Alex's upper back, leaning over the seated blonde. Her abdominal muscles rolled with nervous excitement at the intimate touches as her centre squeezed in response, "Oh…Alex…" she panted as the hot, open mouth trailed higher.

Alex held the top up with both hands as she nuzzled the soft olive skin, parting her legs wider as she encouraged Olivia closer.

Olivia moaned and closed her eyes as a tongue traced the underside of her breast while slender fingers covered another. She opened her eyes and schooled her resolve as she took an involuntary step backwards, smiling apologetically down at Alex, "We can't," she whispered regretfully.

Alex released the breast in her hand, allowing the material to fall back into place. She puffed out a frustrated sigh and pouted, "I'm sorry," she mumbled, dropping her gaze.

Olivia frowned, "I'm the on that's sorry, " she replied, cupping the younger woman's face and gazing into piercing blue eyes for a long, searching moment, "Dinner tonight. You and me. No interruptions," she stated quietly.

Alex smiled, "Promise?"

Olivia subconsciously licked her lips as she noticed how far the towel had opened, "Yes," she breathed out, realizing how much she just wanted to push Alex backwards on to the bed and crawl on top of her.

"What?" Alex asked as her eyes focused on cotton covered, heaving breasts.

Olivia closed her eyes, "All I can think about is being with you," she whispered as she tried to regain control.

Alex looked at her, smiling as she rose form the bed and wrapped her arms around the shorter frame, "Me too," she husked into her ear as she suckled the lobe seductively.

"Fuck," Olivia groaned as she writhed against the woman in her arms.

Alex moved her mouth to her parted lips and kissed her languidly, taking her time as she explored the warm cavern thoroughly.

As the kiss ended, Olivia swallowed nervously, "I don't want our first time to be rushed with my partner lurking in the shadows," she said softly, placing feather light kisses along the strong jaw.

Alex tilted her head, allowing her better access and moaned wantonly as skillful hands gripped her firm rear. She slid a hand between their bodies and leaned back, smiling wickedly.

Olivia forced herself to hold the mischievous gaze, praying her eyes would not betray her. Her stomach fluttered as Alex pressed her naked body against her own and groaned as hardened nipples slid across her chest, "You play dirty," she rasped out, holding slim hips lightly.

"At least I play," she retorted, glancing down at Olivia's clothed form before stepping out of her arms and moving over to the closet, without a backwards glance.

Olivia stared after the slender, naked figure and groaned as she fought to contain her raging desire. She silently cursed the teasing blonde before smiling deviously to herself.

Alex heard soft movement behind her, but resisted the urge to turn as she selected her outfit for the meeting, trying to forget the beautiful brunette in the room.

"I'm just going to take a quick shower," Olivia announced.

Alex nodded, "Sure," she replied as she reached for a sweater. She gasped as arms enveloped her and naked skin pressed against her own from behind. Warm lips descended on her smooth neck as hands cupped her taut breasts and massaged them softly. She dropped the sweater and felt her core clench as Olivia teased her tight buds, "Liv…" she panted, covering the hands with her own.

Olivia nipped the skin between her teeth lightly as she pressed her breasts into the supple back, thrusting gently with her hips and making her intentions clear. She smiled into the warm neck as Alex gasped again, "When I play, I play to win," she warned hotly, sliding her tongue around the delicate ear before easing away.

Alex turned and watched her swagger slowly to the bathroom as she closed her eyes and blew out a frustrated sigh, desperately fighting the urge to follow.

The rest of the morning passed quickly as all three occupants of the house sat in the living room and chatted amicably. Elliot received numerous phone calls advising him that everything was in place and everyone was ready. They were just awaiting the arrival of the Zucker's and the two babies being adopted.

Lunch had been forgotten as two o'clock drew nearer. Elliot deposited the briefcase on the coffee table as he moved to his hiding place in the hall closet, their plan clear.

A short time later, the front doorbell rang.

"You ready?" Olivia asked as she stood up.

Alex eased to her feet and reached for her hand, "Yes," she replied confidently.

"Then let's do this," Olivia said, kissing her cheek gently as she tugged her towards the door.


Part 18

Olivia opened the front door, her focus clear on what they were about to do and then caught sight of the baby seats the couple were carrying. Her voice waivered as she welcomed them in and guided them along the hallway towards the living room, her eyes riveted on the tiny bundles.

Alex waited patiently in the center of the room, her gaze immediately shifting to the dark haired, sleeping babies. Olivia sidled up beside her and reached for her hand, squeezing it gently as they watched the couple carefully deposit both carriers on the large sofa.

Ben turned towards the standing couple, "Here are the adoption papers, birth certificates and other necessary documentation to complete your new family," he said, handing Olivia a thick, manila envelope as he eyed the briefcase on the table expectantly.

Olivia released Alex's hand and lifted the briefcase containing the money, "One hundred and seventy five thousand dollars. Would you like to count it?" she asked glancing at the sleeping infants on the couch.

Ben smiled as he nodded his head, "If I may? I'm sure you understand," he replied, accepting the black leather case readily from Olivia's outstretched hand.

"Of course," the dark haired detective replied.

They stood staring awkwardly at each other for a few long, drawn out seconds.

"Would you mind if I counted it privately?" he asked.

Olivia glanced at Alex, "Of course not. Kitchen?" she asked, not waiting for a reply as she led him out of the room.

Gerry smiled at Alex as the others left the room, "They've been asleep all morning, so I expect when they wake up they'll be hungry," she commented, touching both blankets covering the babies.

Alex moved over to the sofa and looked down at the tiny, sleeping forms, "They're beautiful," she said quietly, reaching out and gently smoothing away wisps of dark hair.

"They're both six months old, one boy and one girl. These are the babies you and Olivia selected," Gerry replied, glancing up at the tall blonde.

Alex felt nauseous at Gerry's last comment, realizing this truly was just another transaction to the couple. She traced a tiny nose with the tip of her finger, "What about their parents? Their families?" she asked.

"They have all been killed by the Cartels, these two have been in our orphanage for three months," she replied.

Alex shook her head sadly at the plight of the innocent little victims.

"You will make such a beautiful family," Gerry commented quietly as Ben and Olivia returned to the living room.

Ben smiled over at his wife, "Everything is in order, I think we should leave this beautiful family to bond," he said, clearly eager to leave.

Olivia moved beside Alex and looked down at the little bundles, feeling her emotions bubbling even closer to the surface. She turned to Ben and Gerry, "Thank you, for everything," she forced out evenly, shaking both their hands.

Alex mirrored her actions and followed them along the hallway, conscious of the armed man hiding in the closet.

As Olivia moved in front of them, Elliot slowly opened the door with his weapon raised.

"Not so fast!"

Ben and Gerry spun towards the noise, shock marking their features.

Elliot trained his weapon on both of them, "Don't move," he warned.

Ben shoved his wife roughly towards Alex, forcing the blonde woman backwards into the wall as he elbowed Olivia aside and reached into his pocket.

By the time she'd regained her balance, he had produced a gun and held it to her temple.

"No!" Alex screamed.

Elliot grabbed Gerry's arm and yanked her to her feet, "Swap?" he asked humorlessly.

Ben pressed the barrel harder against the side of Olivia's head as he ordered her to pick up the fallen briefcase.

As Olivia handed it to him, she smiled up at Alex, "There's nowhere to go," she said calmly.

"I'm getting out of here. You'll all be dead and I'll be long gone, you don't know who you're dealing with!"

Elliot shook his head as he held Gerry in front of his body, "While you were selling those babies, the authorities just swooped in on your orphanage," he said calmly.


Olivia nodded her head slowly, conscious of the cold steel presses snugly against her warm skin, "It's true, the girl at the Kitty Bean was arrested last night," she added.

Gerry's eyes widened, "Ben?"

"Be quiet!" he shouted angrily at his simpering wife.

Olivia held her hands up in front of her, "Just put the gun down, you don't want to hurt the children," she said, reminding him of the babies in the room next door.

"They mean nothing to me. They are merely a commodity to be bought and sold to the highest bidder, or the biggest fools," he spat out, looking directly at Alex.

Alex took a step forward, ignoring the alarmed expression on Olivia's face, "You think we're fools? We've played you since day one," she stated coolly as she motioned towards Olivia with her head, "She's one of New York's Finest and I'm the ADA that's going to ensure that you become the hottest commodity at Riker's…by the time they're done passing you around, you'll be the one wearing a diaper," she promised coldly.

Ben shook his head and waved his gun angrily at her, "No!" he roared, grabbing Olivia and pulling her against him as he blindly reached for the handle. He opened the door awkwardly with the briefcase still in his hand and glanced over his shoulder before stepping out backwards.

"Ben. Listen to me. There's cops out there, you don't want to end it like this," Elliot advised, inching closer with Gerry in front of him.

Ben glanced behind him and saw no-one, "You're bluffing!"

"He's not," Olivia added as she was pulled roughly through the open doorway.

Ben looked again, "If anybody tries anything…I'LL KILL HER!" he shouted for the benefit of anyone listening outside.

Elliot's weapon remained fixed on Ben as he stumbled down the stone steps, dragging Olivia with him. Alex watched intently as he walked slowly across the grass, heading for the parked car.

Without warning, Ben lowered the gun and clutched the briefcase with both hands before barreling it into Olivia's side.

Alex gasped and ran for the door, only to be held back by Elliot's firm grip, "Back up's outside," he explained, without shifting his eyes from the scene on the lawn.

Alex winced as Olivia crumpled to the ground while Ben turned and took off running. Her eyes caught movement across the street just as a sharp cry of pain resonated loudly through the air. Ben was on the ground.

He groaned painfully as his head connected with the concrete and unsteadily scrambled to his feet. He looked around for the reason for his fall and spotted a black dog racing towards him, barking angrily. He pulled back his leg, ready to make contact.

He gasped with pain as a familiar body tackled him roughly to the ground and howled in agony at the blow that landed squarely in his face.

Olivia ignored the instant numbness radiating throughout her hand as she forced Ben onto his stomach and drove her knee into his back.

Alex watched as four officers surrounded Ben and escorted him away while Toto barked mercilessly behind him. She watched Olivia talking with Dotty and smiled in her direction as the old woman waved at her. A muffled cry from the living room instantly drew her attention and she moved quickly along the hallway, smiling as she looked at the squiring bundle in the carrier. She pulled back the blanket and lifted the little boy, cradling him against her chest and whispering soothing words of comfort.

She paced slowly around the room, swaying from side to side as she made soft sounds in an effort to settle him. She moved over to the window and snorted softly as she watched Olivia and Dotty deep in conversation before turning at the gentle clearing of a throat.

"Hi," she said quietly, hoping not to disturb the baby dropping off in her arms.

Elliot smiled as he moved over to her, "They're both in custody, Liv's fine and I take it…" he pointed towards the window, "…that's Dotty?" he asked tilting his head.

"And Toto," she clarified.

He shook his head and beamed at her.

"What?" she asked curiously.

Elliot leaned in and kissed her cheek gently, mindful of the little boy, "You'll be a great mom someday," he whispered as he pulled back, "And I'll be a great Godfather," he added, waggling his eyebrows.

Alex's mouth fell open as she struggled to find a response.

He placed a hand on her arm, "Relax, I didn't mean right now," he clarified.

"Right now for what?" Olivia asked as she strode into the room, heading for the sofa.

Alex smiled at Elliot as she saw the panicked look on Olivia's face, "I've got him," she said, moving out from behind Elliot's large frame.

Olivia tuned her head and stared, unblinking for a few seconds. Sunlight streamed through the large living room window, bathing the blonde haired woman in translucent light as she gently swayed her upper body in a calming motion for the tiny figure in her arms. Olivia swallowed the lump in her throat, instantly deciding it was the most beautiful sight she had ever seen.

Alex moved towards her and smiled, "He woke up, I was putting him back to sleep," she said quietly.

Olivia blinked rapidly, wishing away the wetness that pooled and threatened to spill, "You're a natural," she whispered, stroking the dark hair tenderly.

Elliot looked at them and dipped his gaze, realizing he wasn't looking at his partner and his ADA, these were two people in love and it showed. He blew out a steadying breath, "Social services are en route, there's been an accident on the Bridge so it's gonna take a coupla hours to get here," he said in a hushed tone.

Olivia glanced over at him, "I think we'll manage until they get here," she said smiling.

"I'm going to take the Zucker's to the precinct, start processing and give Cap back the cash," he informed them.

Alex nodded her head, "What about us?" she asked.

"What abut you?"

She shook her head, "When do we have to move out?"

"We've got the house for two weeks, you only used five days. If I were you, I'd hide out here for another coupla days," he suggested.

Olivia frowned, "Why?"

"Because work is so slow that Cragen is making us check all our DD5's," he replied, rolling his eyes.

Alex's frown deepened, "Is he mental? That means more work for me too," she growled out quietly.

Elliot shrugged, "I just do what the man tells me. I'm gonna go, you be okay with these two?" he asked, tilting his head.

Olivia snorted, "For God's sake Elliot, it's only a couple of hours," she replied indignantly.

He looked at her and grinned, "I was talking to the little ones," he quipped, waving at them as he left the room.

Alex carefully lowered the bundle back into the carrier and smiled as Olivia engulfed her in a heart warming embrace.

"It's over," the dark haired detective whispered.

Alex pulled her head back and gazed into shining orbs, "It's only just beginning," she corrected before kissing her tenderly.

Olivia held her tighter as she let the words wash over her. A tiny mewling sound forced them apart and they both looked down at the squirming figure below.

"My turn," Olivia offered as she picked the little girl up and started pacing slowly around the room.

Alex smiled and felt her heart swell at the naturalness Olivia exuded. The sounds of a familiar bark caused her to look out the window and she snorted as she spotted Dotty standing on the lawn talking with a clearly bored Elliot.


Alex walked towards her and kissed her on the lips, "I need to go rescue Elliot before he ends up on the yellow brick road," she replied.

Olivia moved over to the window and smiled as she looked down at the little girl, "Yeah, I think she'd be a great mom too," she whispered, gently stroking the fine hair.

Alex looked down at her watch and inwardly groaned, realizing she had been talking with Dotty for almost thirty minutes. In her bid to free Eliot, she had been snared herself by the inquisitive older woman. She interrupted another anecdote of days when people like the Zucker's didn't exist, making her polite excuses and hurrying back in to the house. She looked in the living room, surprised to find it empty and wandered through the house in each of the absent trio.

She walked silently along the hallway to their bedroom and stopped in the open doorway.

Both baby carriers sat empty on the floor at the foot of the bed. Olivia lay flat on her back in the middle with her eye closed and two tiny bundles nestled on her chest, her large hands holding them safely in place. Tears sprang to Alex's eyes at the tenderness of the scene and she took a step backwards into the hallway to wipe away the wetness and take a calming breath.

She crept into the room and moved to the side of the bed and noticed that all three occupants were sleeping. She smiled again as soft little snores emanated from the precious cargo on Olivia's chest. Her breathing hitched as realization dawned and she knew what she needed to do.

Alex sat at the kitchen table with her cellphone pressed to her ear, biting her lip as she anxiously waited for the caller to answer. She swallowed as the familiar gruff greeting echoed loudly in her ear, "Uncle Bill? It's Alex…No…yes, I'm fine…I need your help…I need someone that can help process an adoption," she said, unable to hide her smile.

Olivia stirred as the bed dipped and opened her eyes to find familiar cerulean orbs gazing at her, "We fell asleep," she said, swallowing the dryness in her throat.

Alex ran her fingers through the familiar bed head and smiled, "So I see," she whispered, glancing at the sleeping forms lying face down on Olivia's chest. She touched the back of a tiny fist delicately, "Why do they make fists in their sleep?" she asked quietly.

"Probably gonna be cops went they grow up," she answered, looking down at the matching crowns of dark hair.

Olivia looked up at her, "They here?" she asked sadly.

Alex nodded as she lifted the little boy into her arms, careful not to disturb him as she watched Olivia slide off the bed, her bundle in pink tucked safely against her breast.

They both looked at each other and smiled, "They'll be okay," Alex said, sensing Olivia's unease.

"I know," she sighed, turning away and catching he reflection in the mirror. She looked at reshelf holding the baby and wished she were her own.

Alex moved in beside her and smiled, "Looks natural, doesn't it?"

The comment took Olivia by surprise and she searched Alex's reflection, finding nothing but honesty in her eyes, "Yes, it does," she replied smiling.

"Come on, let's get these two on their way and you can tell me all about this uninterrupted dinner you promised me," she said, leaning in and kissing her tenderly.


Part 19

Alex stood in front of the mirror and checked her appearance one last time. Olivia had asked her to wear the blue dress again, despite the reminder that she did have more than one and not everything she owned was in blue. She smiled, wondering what the dark haired detective was planning as she reached up and adjusted the dark frames before turning and heading out of the room.

Olivia stood in the kitchen, sipping slowly from a glass of wine as she nervously glanced at the clock. She had told Alex to be ready for seven and it was almost time. She blew out a steadying breath, wondering why she was so nervous. Their mutual feelings for each other were apparent and no longer hidden, but the flutter of excited nervousness in her tummy was giving her palpitations.

She carried the glass into the living room and stood at the window, looking out at the quiet streets of suburbia.

Alex stood in the doorway and smiled as she surveyed the scene Olivia had set. The lighting was low with a few, well positioned, long stemmed candles scattered around the room. Olivia was in front of the window, wearing a dark blue dress and heels with her hair tousled messily, making her look irresistible and incredibly sexy.

"You've been busy," she said as she moved into the room and smiled.

Olivia closed her eyes briefly at the sound of her voice and turned slowly. Her eyes drawn immediately to the long shapely legs beneath the figure hugging dress. She smiled as she raked her eyes appreciatively over the tall frame, "I wanted to give you something to remember," she said quietly.

Alex stopped in front of her and placed soft hands on silk covered hips, "There isn't anything I could possibly forget about the time I've spent with you," she replied, leaning forward and kissing her delicately on the lips.

Olivia moved her free hand to Alex's waist and held her gently. As they separated, Alex reached for the glass in Olivia's hand and took a testing sip, "Mm, that's nice…where are we going for dinner?" she asked, raising the glass to her lips again.

Olivia grinned and reached for her hand, "I'll show you," she said, leading her out of the room.

"I don't see anything," Alex observed, casting her eyes around the kitchen.

Olivia waggled her eyebrows and smiled, "Sit down and close your eyes," she requested softly, pulling out a chair.

Alex obediently followed the instructions and lifted her chin expectantly.

Olivia snorted softly and kissed the pouting lips, "You're impossible," she breathed out, feeling her heart swell at the instant smile that graced Alex's features.

"That's why you love me," Alex replied absently.

Olivia smiled, "Partly," she answered, seeing Alex's mouth open slightly in surprise at her honest response. She kissed her again and eased back, "Okay, tell me what you smell?" she asked as she moved over to the stove and opened the oven door.

Alex was still savoring the lips that had touched her and the words that had moved her. She cleared her throat and inhaled deeply, "I don't smell anything," she commented, furrowing her brow.

Olivia shook her head as she carried the food to the table, "What about now?" she asked, setting her load down.

"Pizza!" Alex exclaimed happily as she opened her eyes and recognized the familiar topping, "I got all dressed up to eat pizza?" she asked, tilting her head quizzically.

Olivia placed her own pizza on the table and leaned down, kissing her thoroughly and unhurriedly, "You got all dressed up because I wanted to see you in that dress again," she whispered as she pulled away.

Alex swallowed and cupped Olivia's face with one hand, "You're impossible," she said, quoting Olivia's own words.

"That's why you love me," Olivia replied, repeating Alex's own response.

Alex smiled, "Partly," she answered, enjoying their teasing banter.

Olivia sat down in the chair across from her and lifted a slice of her own, traditionally topped pizza, "I did think about having this in the living room, but I didn't want the room to smell of that abomination," she said, pointing at Alex's pizza.

Alex rolled her eyes, "You're still criticizing it and yet, you've never even tasted it," she quipped as she lifted a slice loaded with barbecued chicken and banana.

"I don't need to taste it to know I don't like it," she said, shaking her head as she poured the wine.

Alex chewed happily on her food, ignoring the disapproving look being thrown at her from across the table.

They spent a leisurely half hour chatting and eating, discussing the case and sharing personal pieces of information. The teasing was playful and flirtatious as both women's thoughts frequently turned to how they wanted the evening to end.

Alex looked at the empty wine bottle, "I'll open another," she said, rising from the chair.

Olivia's protests that she would get it, fell on deaf ears as Alex moved to the refrigerator. She admired the slender frame and licked her lower lip as she watched her bend forward and reach for another bottle.

Alex felt the heated gaze on her back and instinctively knew Olivia was staring at her. She returned to the table and opened the wine, pouring two generous glasses. She started to move back to her seat when a warm hand covered her own and encouraged her to stay. She smiled as she sat in the seat beside Olivia and stretched an arm across the table, retrieving her last piece of pizza.

"You're kidding? It's cold," Olivia said, frowning at the slice in Alex's hand.

Alex smiled, "It's even better cold," she replied, taking a large bite and chewing with abandon.

Olivia laughed softly at her exaggerated performance and lifted her glass, enjoying the cool liquid as it flowed down her throat.

Alex turned in her seat as she swallowed the last piece and leaned forward, smacking her lips together playfully.

"Never!" Olivia said defiantly, refusing to kiss her.

Alex pouted and made a sad face, looking pleadingly into dark orbs.

Olivia rolled her eyes, "Oh well, if I must," she puffed out as she met the waiting lips. The kiss was gentle and teasing as Alex moved her hands to Olivia's hair and tugged the short locks playfully, knowing how much the older woman enjoyed it. Olivia moaned as she reached for Alex, urging her off her seat.

Their mouths remained connected as Alex shifted and straddled the seated woman, moving her hands from Olivia's hair to the back of her neck as strong hands held her firmly in place. The kiss changed and became a slow, deliberate meeting of souls as their bodies pressed closely together. Olivia ran her hands from Alex's silk covered rear up her back and down again, her mind reeling at the thought of only two thin strips of material separating their bodies.

Alex moaned as large, hardened nipples brushed the underside of her breasts. She pushed her centre into Olivia, swallowing the gasp that followed and pulled her head back slowly. They gazed at one another for a long moment as they brought their labored breathing under control.

"Well?" Alex asked, placing a line of kisses along Olivia's jaw.

Olivia closed her eyes, "I'm great," she sighed out contentedly.

"I meant the pizza," Alex snorted, sliding her hands across bare shoulders.

Olivia opened her eyes, "I'd have to eat it like that though," she replied.


Olivia shook her head and met her lips, kissing her soundly, "Second hand," she whispered as she eased her mouth away.

Alex rolled her eyes, "So what else have you got planned for me tonight?" she asked, reaching for Olivia's glass and soothing her parched throat with a healthy sip of wine.

Olivia smiled knowingly and laughed out loud as Alex shook her head at her blatant flirting. She patted Alex's rear and motioned for her to stand up, trying to ignore the dress that was sitting high on slender thighs.

Alex frowned, "I'm comfy," she pouted again.

"I'm squashed," she dolled, laughing again at the outraged expression on Alex's face.

Alex deliberately slid slowly off Olivia's parted thighs, smiling at how high her dress had ridden up. She looked at Olivia's breasts and licked her lips at the stiff peaks announcing their presence proudly.

Olivia glanced down and blushed, "Traitors," she whispered playfully as she got to her feet and reached for Alex's hand.

Alex looked at her expectantly as they stood in the center of the dimly lit living room, surrounded by the gentle glow of candlelight.

"Dance with me?"

Alex smiled, "Can I do it without the heels?"

"I'm trying to be romantic," she groaned.

Alex kissed her, "And I want to be comfortable enough to enjoy you romancing me," she whispered, kicking off her heels. She smiled, "You keeping yours on and taking advantage of the extra height?"

Olivia rolled her eyes as she slipped off her shoes and pushed them with a bare foot out of the way. She smiled up at her, "I'm happy with my height," she replied, leaning forward and kissing the graceful neck tenderly.

Alex smoothed her hands across Olivia's ass and pulled her closer, "I thought you wanted to dance?" she asked, moaning softly as their bodies touched.

Olivia eased away and moved to the music system, selecting the playlist she had created earlier. She turned and walked slowly towards the waiting blonde, "I had planned to ask you last night, but we came back and Elliot was here," she said, offering her hand.

Alex accepted her hand, allowing herself to be pulled into a gentle hold as soft music filled the quiet room. She tilted her head, "I thought you didn't like my music?" she asked.

"Let's just say, the lyrics have grown on me," she answered as they swayed gently to the sultry sounds. Her hands wandered freely over Alex's back as they danced, finding it hard to believe how far they'd come in only a few, short days. She gazed into captivating cerulean orbs and smiled, "You have the most beautiful eyes," she whispered.

Alex smiled, "I love the darkness of yours, I can see right into your soul," she replied, shifting her gaze to parted lips, "You should know all I want to do right now is kiss you," she added, feeling her heart hammering in her chest.

"I'm having difficulty thinking about anything else myself," she admitted, closing the distance between them.

The kisses were heated and passionate as they moved together in the middle of the room as the music changed to an even sultrier beat. Several, long, languid moments later and Olivia could hold her desire back no longer. She slid her hands between their bodies and palmed taut breasts as soft fingers trailed down her back and cupped her ass, pulling her closer. Olivia sucked Alex's tongue deeply into her mouth and swallowed a moan as her thumbs brushed across hardened nipples.

Alex tore her mouth away, panting raggedly as she gazed into the flushed face before her, "There's something…I need…to tell you," she rasped out.

Olivia stopped the movement of her hands as panic gripped her at the look in Alex's eyes, "What?" she asked nervously.

Alex smiled and moved a hand from Olivia's rear to her cheek, "Don't make that face, it's nothing bad…I hope," she said, reassuring her with a kiss.

Olivia smiled, "I didn't make a face," she lied, trying to remain calm.

Alex rolled her eyes knowingly, "I made a call earlier…" she paused, wondering if this was such a good idea after all.


She sighed and swallowed nervously, "I found someone to review your adoption application," she finished, studying Olivia's face for her reaction.

"That was sweet of you Alex, but they'll turn me down…I'm not prime parental material, remember?"

Alex nodded, "I remem-"

"And I don't have an extended family support system," she interrupted.

Alex dipped her gaze and bit her lower lip, "You do now," she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper.

Olivia frowned and dipped her head, trying to look at Alex's face, "What?" she asked quietly, encouraging Alex to look up with a gentle hand under her chin.

Alex lifted her head and swallowed, focusing on the intense gaze directed at her, "I said you do now," she repeated in a stronger voice.


Alex blew out a steadying breath, "I called my Uncle Bill," she said.

"The judge?" Olivia clarified.

Alex nodded, "I told him we were…together….and that you had applied before and been rejected because you didn't have an extended family support system…" she paused before continuing, "…he was livid, said no member of his family had ever been accused of not being supportive nor would they," she finished, hoping Olivia's agile mind was filling in the blanks.

Olivia stared at her, "What are you saying?" she asked, feeling tears instantly spring to her eyes.

Alex cupped her face between both hands and swallowed her own rising emotion, "He called me back just before I came down for dinner…your application has been approved," she said as a stray tear slid down her own cheek.

Olivia's face crumbled as her emotions got the better of her, she shook her head, "You're serious?" she choked out.

Alex nodded her head, "You don't have to worry, it's your original application…I know we've only just started this thing between us…but as your friend, I'll be there for you and the baby," she said, shifting her hands and wiping Olivia's tears with her thumbs.

Olivia looked at her with watery eyes, "I don't know what to say, I can't believe this…really? I'm gonna be a mom?" she asked, unable to stop the smile from spreading across her face.

Alex nodded, "You're gonna be a mom," Alex confirmed, wrapping her arms around her.

Olivia sagged against her, holding her tightly as she pondered the endless possibilities about her future and realized one thing, Alex Cabot featured in all of them. She pulled back and wiped away her tears, studying Alex's face intently.

Alex shook her head, "What?" she asked quietly.

The soft strains of Our love is easy, cut through Olivia's thoughts and she smiled, "I love you. I'm in love with you and have been for such a long time. As much as I desperately want to be a mom, I want to be with you more and if being with you means I need to wait until you're ready too, then that's what I'll do," she said, smiling at her.

Alex's face went slack at the depth of Olivia's confession, she held her loving gaze and shook her head, "I don't wan to you to wait," she replied.

"I want you more," she replied, brushing away loose strands of blonde hair.

Alex blew out a shaky breath, "I've been in love with you since you first swaggered into my office, demanding a warrant…that was ten years ago…I'll still be in love with you in ten years time, this is it for me Liv. I love you and I want to make a life with you," she said, swallowing nervously.

Olivia blinked back more joyful tears as her heart thumped wildly against her chest, "How long is the adoption process?"

"Without a rush on it, three months," she replied.

Olivia looked at her, "How about we spend some time, exploring us and if we still feel the same in a few months, we can um…" she trailed off, unsure how to articulate what she wanted to say.

"Make a joint application?" Alex suggested.

Olivia nodded, "And if things don't…um, work out…between us then I'll go ahead with my solo application…with you as my best friend," she said, her voice faltering at the thought.

Alex shook her head, "I can't agree to that," she replied smiling.

Olivia frowned, "Why not?"

"Because your application is being processed first thing tomorrow morning, in three months Liv…you'll be a mom," she replied.

Olivia's face lit up with excitement, "Oh my God! But what about you, what about us?" she asked, shaking her head.

"Well..." she paused and kissed her lovingly, "…providing you're able to fulfill all my expectations in bed," she said with mock seriousness, "We can amend the application and make it a joint one before the three month deadline," she finished, beaming happily at her.

Olivia pulled her closer and kissed her deeply, pouring all her love into the action. She eased back, "I love you, Alex," she stated firmly.

"I love you too, Liv," she said honestly.

Olivia stepped out of her embrace and raced around the room, extinguishing the flickering flames before shutting off the music and reaching for her hand.

Alex smiled at the lightly panting figure as she was tugged eagerly towards the door, "What are you doing?" she asked between giggles.

"If I've only got three months to prove that I can fulfill all your expectations, I'd better get started," she answered playfully, leading her hurriedly up the stairs.



Alex gripped the tufts of hair tightly as she held Olivia's head firmly in place, "Oh…Liv…" she panted as she felt her stomach muscles coil in anticipation. Her hips thrust eagerly upwards as the teasing tongue stroked her clit purposefully. Her mouth dropped opened as the first waves of pleasure hit, groaning loudly as her eyes closed reflexively at the intensity of her release. Soft kisses covered her pulsing sex as her hands dropped limply to her sides.

Olivia crawled slowly to the top of the bed and hovered over the panting blonde, brushing away a few loose strands before kissing her tenderly, "Well?"

"Well what?" Alex husked out, lifting a hand and caressing Olivia's cheek softly.

Olivia bobbed her head, "Fulfill your expectations?" she asked, waggling her eyebrows knowingly.

Alex drew her head down and kissed her lovingly, "Always," she replied as they both looked to the bedside table as a familiar sound echoed around the room.

Olivia smiled and kissed her again, "I'll go," she said, easing off the bed.

"Bottle's made up," Alex reminded her as she tried in vain to catch the sheet at the bottom of the bed with her foot.

Olivia shook her head, "You're impossible," she said, lifting the crumpled sheet and covering her.

"That's why you love me," Alex answered, admiring Olivia's naked form.

Olivia gave her a lop sided grin, "Partly," she said, pulling the sheet back down and lowering her head as she kissed the swollen belly tenderly, "But mostly because you're the most beautiful mom to be in the world," she finished, just as another tiny cry filtered through the air.

The End

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