Moments In Time
Title: Moments In Time (251-260)
Rating: This one is probably a hard PG-13 (a tiny bit of sexy time, a little bit of language)
Notes: I'm back again with another 10. I wish I could quit these two!!
Abbie Cuts To The Chase
When Alex called it a night, Olivia chivalrously rose to help with her coat. The detective then, as always, let the attorney leave with little more than a 'see you Monday'.
As she watched the blonde retreat, Olivia heard a groan from the remaining attorney, "Oh god, woman, am I going to have to take your Butch Membership Card away?"
Olivia looked down at Abbie, "Excuse me?"
"You heard me," Abbie shot back, "I mean, you need to get off your lame ass and live up to that haircut, leather jacket, and swagger of yours and ask her out already?!"
Easy Choice
"Wait. You're seriously going to give up the annual Stabler Family 4th of July Barbecue complete with extra rare burgers, sloppy potato salad, hyper kids, squirt gun wars, and those awesome little handheld sparkler thingys in favor of spending the weekend with Cabot at her fancy family beach house? I mean, really?"
Olivia just looked at her partner.
Elliot took a moment to review in his mind what he'd just said and immediately backed down. "I guess when I put it that way the answer is pretty obvious, huh?"
Olivia laughed, "Elliot I love your barbecues, I do, but yeah."
Tell Me What You're Thinking
Technically this evening had been just their first date. But it didn't feel like it.
So when Alex walked into her living room after hanging up the detective's coat up and saw Olivia at the window gazing out at the city, the attorney walked up close behind her. "Tell me what you're thinking," she inquired softly.
"I'm thinking you have an amazing view."
Alex smiled.
"Actually that's a lie," Olivia said after a moment. Silently, Olivia turning and took one of Alex's hands before looking into the attorney's eyes. "I'm really thinking about how much I want to kiss you."
Each Other's What?
"Of course you'd say that! You dykes always have each other's backs!" the suspect was obviously getting agitated.
"Asses."
"What?"
"Asses," Olivia repeated. "Us dykes always have each other's asses. Which is clearly what angers you. We're getting what you can't: a little bit of ass."
"You bitch!" The suspect launched himself from his chair, "I'll get a piece of your ass!"
As the suspect was hauled from the room, Alex nodded, "Threatening a police officer. That ought to let us hold him for another 48 hours." She turned toward Olivia, barely able to hide her smile, "Nice work, detective."
Her Life Flashed Before Her Eyes
When Alex went into witness protection, her life flashed before her eyes. Not her past life, but her future life.
Or rather, what her future life might have been.
And she would have thought that those visions would have involved cheers after she'd won an election, or a black robe as she took the oath of the bench.
But instead, instead those visions involved a collection of simple but happy memories built with just one person.
If only she hadn't had to have her future taken from her to figure out what she actually had wanted that future to be.
Not At All, Alex, Not At All
Olivia couldn't believe it. Not only had Alex-AGAIN-been found in contempt of court, but this time the judge had ordered the detective to haul Alex down to lock up.
So, Olivia reluctantly took firm hold of Alex's arm and said with a detached professionalism, "Let's go, Counselor."
They didn't speak a word after that. Until they got down to holding. Olivia escorted Alex into a cell and was turning to leave when Alex reached out and stopped her, pulling the detective close and saying to her quietly, "Is it bad that I'm a little turned on right now?"
Code?
Just before leaving the squad room Alex turned to Olivia, "We still on for biscuits and gravy brunch this Sunday?"
Olivia smiled her reply, "You better believe it!"
Alex returned the smile.
After the attorney was gone, Elliot said quietly to his partner, "If you guys are going to use code, you might try making it less obvious.
Olivia frowned confusedly for a moment then exclaimed, "Oh my god! You think that was code for 'sex'!"
It was Elliot's turn to frown, "Well, wasn't it?"
Olivia's ears turned pink, "No! We meet for biscuits and gravy brunch once a month!"
Visitation
The two women stood silently in front of the closed casket. After several moments, Mrs. Cabot stated quietly, "I always knew she'd be too stubborn to die."
Olivia's eyes widened.
Mrs. Cabot looked around before continuing, "I saw her shortly after you did."
Olivia swallowed the lump in her throat. "I'm glad."
Mrs. Cabot nodded. "But, she told me she couldn't give you a goodbye hug," Alex's mom turned toward Olivia and opened her arms, "She asked me to give you one for her."
Other people at the visitation saw them hugging, saw them crying, and thought they knew why.
John's Delivery
As soon as Alex opened the door John Munch held up a package and announced gleefully, "I brought the patient homemade brownies!"
John wasn't the first co-worker to bring by food for Olivia after her release from the hospital, and usually Alex gratefully accepted whatever was brought. But with *this* particular co-worker…
Alex pinned him with a look, "John, I don't think she should be eating hash brownies right now."
John smirked, "Under the circumstances, I like to think of them as 'medical marijuana brownies'."
Alex just laughed and stepped aside to let John in, "You're terrible, you know that?"
The Best Part
Alex slid off Olivia and moaned contentedly as they both came down. After several quiet minutes of tracing random patterns over Olivia's torso and breasts the attorney spoke, "I'm not sure which I like best."
Olivia turned her head towards the blonde and raised an eyebrow.
Alex grinned cheekily, "Having sex and then falling asleep with you, or waking up with you and then having sex."
Olivia chuckled quietly and gently took Alex's wandering hand, bringing it to her mouth and kissing it before answering, "I know which I like best."
"Which?" Alex asked genuinely curiously.
"The 'with you' part."
Rating: This one is probably a hard PG-13 (a tiny bit of sexy time, a little bit of language)
Notes: I'm back again with another 10. I wish I could quit these two!!
Abbie Cuts To The Chase
When Alex called it a night, Olivia chivalrously rose to help with her coat. The detective then, as always, let the attorney leave with little more than a 'see you Monday'.
As she watched the blonde retreat, Olivia heard a groan from the remaining attorney, "Oh god, woman, am I going to have to take your Butch Membership Card away?"
Olivia looked down at Abbie, "Excuse me?"
"You heard me," Abbie shot back, "I mean, you need to get off your lame ass and live up to that haircut, leather jacket, and swagger of yours and ask her out already?!"
Easy Choice
"Wait. You're seriously going to give up the annual Stabler Family 4th of July Barbecue complete with extra rare burgers, sloppy potato salad, hyper kids, squirt gun wars, and those awesome little handheld sparkler thingys in favor of spending the weekend with Cabot at her fancy family beach house? I mean, really?"
Olivia just looked at her partner.
Elliot took a moment to review in his mind what he'd just said and immediately backed down. "I guess when I put it that way the answer is pretty obvious, huh?"
Olivia laughed, "Elliot I love your barbecues, I do, but yeah."
Tell Me What You're Thinking
Technically this evening had been just their first date. But it didn't feel like it.
So when Alex walked into her living room after hanging up the detective's coat up and saw Olivia at the window gazing out at the city, the attorney walked up close behind her. "Tell me what you're thinking," she inquired softly.
"I'm thinking you have an amazing view."
Alex smiled.
"Actually that's a lie," Olivia said after a moment. Silently, Olivia turning and took one of Alex's hands before looking into the attorney's eyes. "I'm really thinking about how much I want to kiss you."
Each Other's What?
"Of course you'd say that! You dykes always have each other's backs!" the suspect was obviously getting agitated.
"Asses."
"What?"
"Asses," Olivia repeated. "Us dykes always have each other's asses. Which is clearly what angers you. We're getting what you can't: a little bit of ass."
"You bitch!" The suspect launched himself from his chair, "I'll get a piece of your ass!"
As the suspect was hauled from the room, Alex nodded, "Threatening a police officer. That ought to let us hold him for another 48 hours." She turned toward Olivia, barely able to hide her smile, "Nice work, detective."
Her Life Flashed Before Her Eyes
When Alex went into witness protection, her life flashed before her eyes. Not her past life, but her future life.
Or rather, what her future life might have been.
And she would have thought that those visions would have involved cheers after she'd won an election, or a black robe as she took the oath of the bench.
But instead, instead those visions involved a collection of simple but happy memories built with just one person.
If only she hadn't had to have her future taken from her to figure out what she actually had wanted that future to be.
Not At All, Alex, Not At All
Olivia couldn't believe it. Not only had Alex-AGAIN-been found in contempt of court, but this time the judge had ordered the detective to haul Alex down to lock up.
So, Olivia reluctantly took firm hold of Alex's arm and said with a detached professionalism, "Let's go, Counselor."
They didn't speak a word after that. Until they got down to holding. Olivia escorted Alex into a cell and was turning to leave when Alex reached out and stopped her, pulling the detective close and saying to her quietly, "Is it bad that I'm a little turned on right now?"
Code?
Just before leaving the squad room Alex turned to Olivia, "We still on for biscuits and gravy brunch this Sunday?"
Olivia smiled her reply, "You better believe it!"
Alex returned the smile.
After the attorney was gone, Elliot said quietly to his partner, "If you guys are going to use code, you might try making it less obvious.
Olivia frowned confusedly for a moment then exclaimed, "Oh my god! You think that was code for 'sex'!"
It was Elliot's turn to frown, "Well, wasn't it?"
Olivia's ears turned pink, "No! We meet for biscuits and gravy brunch once a month!"
Visitation
The two women stood silently in front of the closed casket. After several moments, Mrs. Cabot stated quietly, "I always knew she'd be too stubborn to die."
Olivia's eyes widened.
Mrs. Cabot looked around before continuing, "I saw her shortly after you did."
Olivia swallowed the lump in her throat. "I'm glad."
Mrs. Cabot nodded. "But, she told me she couldn't give you a goodbye hug," Alex's mom turned toward Olivia and opened her arms, "She asked me to give you one for her."
Other people at the visitation saw them hugging, saw them crying, and thought they knew why.
John's Delivery
As soon as Alex opened the door John Munch held up a package and announced gleefully, "I brought the patient homemade brownies!"
John wasn't the first co-worker to bring by food for Olivia after her release from the hospital, and usually Alex gratefully accepted whatever was brought. But with *this* particular co-worker…
Alex pinned him with a look, "John, I don't think she should be eating hash brownies right now."
John smirked, "Under the circumstances, I like to think of them as 'medical marijuana brownies'."
Alex just laughed and stepped aside to let John in, "You're terrible, you know that?"
The Best Part
Alex slid off Olivia and moaned contentedly as they both came down. After several quiet minutes of tracing random patterns over Olivia's torso and breasts the attorney spoke, "I'm not sure which I like best."
Olivia turned her head towards the blonde and raised an eyebrow.
Alex grinned cheekily, "Having sex and then falling asleep with you, or waking up with you and then having sex."
Olivia chuckled quietly and gently took Alex's wandering hand, bringing it to her mouth and kissing it before answering, "I know which I like best."
"Which?" Alex asked genuinely curiously.
"The 'with you' part."