Time
I've been hanging around here for a little while and I was thinking that I should probably contribute something to the community! So, here is the fic I am currently working on, I really hope you like it :) It's written up through chapter 13 so I will post as frequently as I can (if you guys like it). So without further ado...
Disclaimer: Dick owns the characters :( Sad. Joe Nichols owns the song. I own the story.
Summary: A/O. Olivia takes a drunken Alex home and runs into a few problems.
Author's Notes: Feedback is greatly appreciated, good or bad, just as long as I know I'm not writing for my own health :)
Rating: T to M (depending on chapters)
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You can give her a light, but it’s not what you think
Olivia shifted her weight, propping herself against the wall. She kept her eyes on the woman sitting at the bar as she took another sip of her beer. Olivia watched as a man came up behind the woman, placing his hand on the small of her back, leaning in. The man pulled out a lighter and held it up to her unlit cigarette. The woman leaned toward the flame, smiling at the man before taking a drag. The man leaned in closer and the girl looked down at her drink before slightly shaking her head. He nodded faintly before turning and walking away with his head down. The woman then got up, put out the cigarette and threw money on the bar. Olivia stiffened and looked around for an exit plan. Finding none, she waited, keeping her eyes trained on the floorboards.
“Olivia?”
She wouldn’t have heard the person if she weren’t secretly hoping to hear their voice. She looked up and was met by glassy, questioning blue eyes.
“Alex.” Olivia let out the breath she wasn’t aware she had been holding.
“What are you…?” Alex trailed off, shoving her hands into her rugged jean pockets. She felt somewhat uncomfortable and had no idea how long Olivia had been there. She didn’t want Olivia to see her like this.
“Just…um…hanging out.” She looked around before directing her attention back to the blonde who stood before her.
Alex nodded absentmindedly, looking back towards the bar where she sat a few minutes prior. Olivia turned and placed her almost empty beer bottle onto the ledge behind her, then followed Alex’s gaze.
They stayed that way for a few minutes before Olivia spoke up. “Were you leaving?”
“Uh, yeah, I suppose I was.” Alex bit her bottom lip as she looked at Olivia.
“I’ll walk you home?” She hoped Alex would say yes, so she could at least spend a few more minutes with the blonde.
Alex searched Olivia’s eyes before nodding and allowing Olivia to place her hand on the small of her back, feeling the thin material of Alex’s tank top under her fingers, and led her towards the door.
For a complicated girl, she ain’t that hard to figure out
Alex knew she was drunk once she stepped down onto the pavement, her legs felt uneasy beneath her. She reached her hand out, holding onto the brick wall to steady herself. She immediately felt Olivia reach to grab hold of her arm, helping her stay upright.
“Woah, you okay?” Concern flooded her voice.
“Yeah, I think I’m a little drunk.” Alex sheepishly acknowledged.
Olivia linked her arm through Alex’s as they proceeded down the street towards Alex’s apartment. She noticed that during the walk Alex started leaning towards her, so she moved her arm around Alex’s back to steady her more. She felt the ADA rest her head on her shoulder as she linked her fingers through Alex’s belt loop. Olivia could smell the smoke laced through Alex’s blonde hair.
“Hey, you know what?” Olivia looked down at Alex. “Do you want to just go to my place? It’s a lot closer.”
Alex groaned. “I think…that would be better. I’m not sure how much longer I can stand upright. If you don’t mind.”
“Not at all.” Olivia pulled Alex closer as Alex wrapped her arm around Olivia.
“You’re such a good friend Livia.” Olivia smiled at Alex’s drunken words and wondered when she adopted the new nickname.
“So are you Alex.”
“I love youuuuuuuu…” Alex said in a sing-song tune as she stumbled around the corner.
Olivia chuckled. “Love ya too Alex.”
Alex stopped them, pulling out of Olivia’s embrace and turning to face her. “Nooooooooo, I really love you!”
Alex giggled as Olivia squinted at her, knowing how drunk the ADA was. Before Olivia could say anything back Alex planted her lips on Olivia’s. Olivia could taste the tequila and smoke on Alex’s mouth. She’s drunk, Olivia reminded herself before pulling away. “Come on Alex, let’s get you to bed.”
“Okay!” Alex enthusiastically replied as Olivia wrapped her arm around Alex again.
As they neared her apartment, Olivia saw a dark figure sitting on the steps ahead. She slowed them down as she tried to make out the form before she put Alex and herself in danger. The figure apparently noticed them and stood at their presence.
“Olivia…” Elliot emerged into the street lights from the shadows.
“Elliot? What are you doing here so late? Did we get a call? I do have a cell phone, you know.” Olivia pulled Alex and her towards him.
Elliot looked questioningly at Alex who was resting her head on Olivia’s shoulder, half asleep. “I know. Kathy and I had a fight and I was just wondering if I could stay with you, but I see that you already have company so I’ll just call Munch or something.”
“No, no, it’s okay. You can both stay.” Olivia reached for her keys as she motioned for Elliot to take Alex from her.
Once he took Alex, Olivia unlocked the doors and started up the steps, looking back to make sure her company was following. Elliot helped Alex up the stairs as Olivia unlocked her apartment door and held it open for them to enter. Once inside, Elliot placed Alex on the couch and sat next to her as Olivia disappeared down the hall.
Alex moaned once the lights came on. “Livia?” Her voice came out wavered and childish. She blinked, adjusting her eyes to the brightness.
“Right here Alex.” Olivia moved into her field of view, carrying blankets and a pillow. She placed them on the other end of the couch before moving back over to Alex.
Alex looked from Olivia to Elliot and back again. “Do I sleep on the couch?”
Olivia chuckled. “Not unless you really want to. I was planning on putting El on the couch and putting you in my bed with me, if that’s okay.” She looked over to Elliot who was sitting there with his head in his hands.
She may have been drunk but her stomach knotted and her heart made its way up to her throat at the thought of sleeping in the same bed as Olivia. “Definitely.” Alex whispered.
Alex took Olivia’s outstretched hand, allowing herself to be pulled up off the couch.
“Are you going to be okay El? You need anything?” Elliot shook his head. “I’ll come back once I put her to bed, we can talk.” She waited for Elliot to nod before guiding Alex down the hall towards her bedroom.
Olivia pulled Alex into her room and shut the door. Briefly letting go of Alex, she walked over to the bed and turned the comforter and sheets down so Alex could get into bed. She turned and saw Alex just standing there watching her.
“You okay?” Olivia made her way back over to Alex.
Alex nodded and bit down on her bottom lip, a thing she always did when she was nervous.
“You wanna get out of those clothes? I can find you something to sleep in. Here,” She led Alex over to the edge of the bed. “Sit down.”
Alex sat and Olivia kneeled down, pulling Alex’s shoes off before standing again.
“Can you do the rest?” She looked at Alex who nodded. Olivia walked over to the dresser and dug through it, finding Alex sweatpants and a t-shirt to wear. When she turned around, she saw Alex, clad in only a red string thong, crawling towards the pillow. If she wasn’t drunk I would probably crawl into bed with her right now, she’s so beautiful, Olivia thought. She continued to watch as Alex climbed under the covers and closed her eyes, falling asleep almost immediately. Olivia put the clothes back in her dresser and walked over to Alex, taking the glasses from her face and placing them on the nightstand. Olivia turned off the light before walking out of the room and closing the door behind her. She padded back out towards the living room and over to Elliot who was still sitting in almost the same spot as he was when she left him.
“Hey,” She started as she slipped down onto the couch next to him. “What’s up?” Olivia pulled her leg up onto the couch, bending it and turning towards him.
Elliot shook his head. “Is she okay?” He motioned towards the hallway then looked back at Olivia.
You’re reading it all wrong; let me tell you about her
“Yeah, for now at least.” Olivia searched his eyes. “Are you?”
“We just got into another fight. About work, you know, the usual.” He ran his hands over his head and leaned back.
“That’s happening a lot lately, huh?” She rested her hand on the back of the couch.
“Yeah, unfortunately.” His head snapped up towards the hallway as a sound came from it. Olivia looked at him apologetically as she heard the bathroom door shut.
“Go see what’s wrong with her. I don’t really feel like talking anymore, I’ll be fine. Thank you, Liv.” Elliot gave her a small smile before slipping his shoes off.
Olivia patted his leg before she got up from the couch. “Anytime. Night El.”
She turned off the light as she made her way down the hallway towards the bathroom. She stopped outside the door and could hear Alex throwing up. Olivia knocked on the door before opening it to reveal a disheveled, and still half naked, Alex sitting on the floor beside the toilet. Olivia slipped in and shut the door behind her, making her way over to sit beside Alex. Alex glanced at her before turning her attention back to the task at hand; she leaned over, once again spilling the remains of her night into the toilet. Olivia pulled Alex’s hair back and held it behind her head with one hand as she rubbed her bare back with the other, ineffectively trying not to notice what a beautiful body Alex had.
Once Alex was finished and had flushed, she caught Olivia’s gaze and looked down, seemingly noticing her nakedness for the first time. Blushing, Alex looked up towards Olivia, who was a nice shade of pink as well, “I…” She looked back down at herself, not knowing what to say.
Without a word, Olivia reached over and grabbed her robe that hung from the back of the bathroom door. She pulled it over Alex’s shoulders before standing and moving to the closet. She pulled out a washcloth and ran hot water over it. Olivia turned back to Alex who had pulled the robe around herself and was now leaning against the bathroom wall. She walked back over and got down on the floor next to Alex. Olivia started the process of washing Alex’s face off, spending extra time around Alex’s lips. Once the washcloth was cold, she stood, reached down and pulled Alex to her feet.
“You ready to go to bed?” Olivia threw the washcloth into the sink to be dealt with later.
Alex nodded and let Olivia lead her towards the bedroom. Olivia turned off the light as they walked through the door. Once inside the bedroom, Olivia walked Alex over to the bed for the second time that night. Alex crawled under the covers again as Olivia went to her side of the bed, slipping her pants off. Alex watched her as she crawled under the covers and faced her.
“Liv?” Alex reached out for Olivia.
Olivia took Alex’s hand. “Yeah?”
“Thanks.” Alex squeezed her hand before closing her eyes.
“Anytime Alex.” Olivia whispered. Not letting go of Alex’s hand, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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The blinding light woke her and she pushed her face further into the warmth beside her. Noticing the un-pillow-like qualities of the object that was mostly under her, she squinted, opening her eyes. What the…? Alex groaned as the throbbing in her head started when she moved. She felt the thing next to her shift and she looked down to see Olivia. Oh My God. She averted her eyes to the robe she was wearing, which was gapping in the front, and pushed herself over.
Olivia sat up and looked at clock before directing her attention to Alex who was staring at her, open mouthed.
“We didn’t…?” Alex blushed and looked down at the sheets. “Because I would think that I would remember if we had. And I certainly don’t feel like we did but…” Alex rambled on.
Olivia chuckled and cut her off. “No, counselor, we didn’t.”
Alex ran her hand through her hair and breathed a sigh of relief. She pushed herself into a sitting position as she pulled the robe closed, resting against the headboard. Last night’s events suddenly came back to her and she groaned again, closing her eyes from embarrassment.
“What’s wrong Alex?” Olivia turned to face her.
“Nothing really, just remembering last night, or at least, some of last night. Is Elliot on the couch and did I really throw up?” Alex couldn’t look at her so she busied herself with tracing the pattern on the comforter.
“Yes, Elliot is on the couch and you did really throw up last night.” Olivia answered her.
“Oh gosh Liv, I am sorry. Is there anything else I did last night that was stupid that I don’t remember?” She closed her eyes, not really wanting to know the answer but hoping it wasn’t something so stupid she couldn’t talk her way out of it.
“Nah, nothing stupid.” Olivia smiled at her. “But you did tell me that you loved me.” She challenged, purposely leaving out the fact that Alex had also kissed her.
Alex went white. “Oh?” A blush crept up her neck, making her face hot.
“Yeah, but you were really drunk, so…” Olivia trailed off and Alex sighed, relieved. “If you want to get cleaned up there is an extra toothbrush in the cabinet and towels are in the closet. I’ll find you some clothes to wear, okay?”
Alex watched as Olivia got out of bed, noticing her ribbed tank top and lack of pants. She studied her tanned legs and boy-cut panties as Olivia went over to the dresser and started pulling clothes out. Olivia turned around to find Alex staring at her.
“Uh, here,” Olivia walked back towards the bed and placed the clothes down next to Alex who still didn’t budge. “You see something you like counselor?”
Olivia gave her a cocky grin as Alex finally looked up at her. Once again, Alex blushed and looked away. Olivia continued to stand there until Alex moved from under the covers and stood. She grabbed the clothes and pushed past Olivia without another word, too embarrassed to say anything back. Once inside the bathroom Alex leaned against the door, letting out the breath she was holding before going over and starting the shower.
Olivia walked out into the living room, expecting to see Elliot but finding folded sheets and a note. She picked up the note and read it.
Hey Liv, thanks for the couch last night. I went to see if I could work things out with Kathy. I’ll call you later to see how things went last night with Alex. -El
Olivia crumbled up the note and threw it in the trashcan as she entered the kitchen to make breakfast. She turned some music on and pulled the pancake mix out of the cupboard.
Alex looked around the shower for the conditioner. You can not tell me…I can always not use it. She ran her hand through her hair, the knots pulled on her scalp. Shit. “Liv!” Alex screamed, hoping Olivia would hear her. She waited a few minutes before calling out again. “Liv! Come here please!”
Alex turned the shower off and waited. When no one came she stepped out of the shower and pulled the towel around her, drying herself off. On tip-toes she made her way to the bathroom door. Opening it, she looked out, searching for signs of life. Alex could hear the music coming from the kitchen. She sighed and hoped Elliot was no longer there. Alex tip-toed slowly down the hall, making sure Elliot was not in the living room before she walked through it towards the kitchen. She pulled the towel tighter around her body as she stepped into the kitchen, spotting Olivia, still only wearing her tank top and underwear, by the stove.
“Liv?” Alex called, getting the detectives attention finally.
Olivia turned to find Alex standing in the kitchen in only a bright blue towel. She gulped and let her eyes travel the length of Alex’s body before looking her in the eyes. Alex’s hair dripped onto her shoulders, leaving little drops of water there. Olivia couldn’t find her voice; she simply stared at the blonde, taking in the sight. Alex grinned at Olivia’s blatant ogling.
“See something you like, detective?” Alex challenged Olivia’s earlier accusations.
Olivia cleared her throat and looked away. “Um, did you need something?” She turned back to the stove.
“Oh, uh, the conditioner?” Alex looked down. “Would you happen to have any?”
“It’s um, in the closet, sorry.” Olivia flipped the pancakes again, trying hard not to look at Alex.
“Thanks.” Alex replied, halfheartedly, before sauntering back towards the bathroom.
Once Alex disappeared, Olivia rested her elbows on the counter and put her head in her hands. God, why are you doing this to me? She thought to herself before rubbing her eyes and sighing deeply.
Disclaimer: Dick owns the characters :( Sad. Joe Nichols owns the song. I own the story.
Summary: A/O. Olivia takes a drunken Alex home and runs into a few problems.
Author's Notes: Feedback is greatly appreciated, good or bad, just as long as I know I'm not writing for my own health :)
Rating: T to M (depending on chapters)
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You can give her a light, but it’s not what you think
Olivia shifted her weight, propping herself against the wall. She kept her eyes on the woman sitting at the bar as she took another sip of her beer. Olivia watched as a man came up behind the woman, placing his hand on the small of her back, leaning in. The man pulled out a lighter and held it up to her unlit cigarette. The woman leaned toward the flame, smiling at the man before taking a drag. The man leaned in closer and the girl looked down at her drink before slightly shaking her head. He nodded faintly before turning and walking away with his head down. The woman then got up, put out the cigarette and threw money on the bar. Olivia stiffened and looked around for an exit plan. Finding none, she waited, keeping her eyes trained on the floorboards.
“Olivia?”
She wouldn’t have heard the person if she weren’t secretly hoping to hear their voice. She looked up and was met by glassy, questioning blue eyes.
“Alex.” Olivia let out the breath she wasn’t aware she had been holding.
“What are you…?” Alex trailed off, shoving her hands into her rugged jean pockets. She felt somewhat uncomfortable and had no idea how long Olivia had been there. She didn’t want Olivia to see her like this.
“Just…um…hanging out.” She looked around before directing her attention back to the blonde who stood before her.
Alex nodded absentmindedly, looking back towards the bar where she sat a few minutes prior. Olivia turned and placed her almost empty beer bottle onto the ledge behind her, then followed Alex’s gaze.
They stayed that way for a few minutes before Olivia spoke up. “Were you leaving?”
“Uh, yeah, I suppose I was.” Alex bit her bottom lip as she looked at Olivia.
“I’ll walk you home?” She hoped Alex would say yes, so she could at least spend a few more minutes with the blonde.
Alex searched Olivia’s eyes before nodding and allowing Olivia to place her hand on the small of her back, feeling the thin material of Alex’s tank top under her fingers, and led her towards the door.
For a complicated girl, she ain’t that hard to figure out
Alex knew she was drunk once she stepped down onto the pavement, her legs felt uneasy beneath her. She reached her hand out, holding onto the brick wall to steady herself. She immediately felt Olivia reach to grab hold of her arm, helping her stay upright.
“Woah, you okay?” Concern flooded her voice.
“Yeah, I think I’m a little drunk.” Alex sheepishly acknowledged.
Olivia linked her arm through Alex’s as they proceeded down the street towards Alex’s apartment. She noticed that during the walk Alex started leaning towards her, so she moved her arm around Alex’s back to steady her more. She felt the ADA rest her head on her shoulder as she linked her fingers through Alex’s belt loop. Olivia could smell the smoke laced through Alex’s blonde hair.
“Hey, you know what?” Olivia looked down at Alex. “Do you want to just go to my place? It’s a lot closer.”
Alex groaned. “I think…that would be better. I’m not sure how much longer I can stand upright. If you don’t mind.”
“Not at all.” Olivia pulled Alex closer as Alex wrapped her arm around Olivia.
“You’re such a good friend Livia.” Olivia smiled at Alex’s drunken words and wondered when she adopted the new nickname.
“So are you Alex.”
“I love youuuuuuuu…” Alex said in a sing-song tune as she stumbled around the corner.
Olivia chuckled. “Love ya too Alex.”
Alex stopped them, pulling out of Olivia’s embrace and turning to face her. “Nooooooooo, I really love you!”
Alex giggled as Olivia squinted at her, knowing how drunk the ADA was. Before Olivia could say anything back Alex planted her lips on Olivia’s. Olivia could taste the tequila and smoke on Alex’s mouth. She’s drunk, Olivia reminded herself before pulling away. “Come on Alex, let’s get you to bed.”
“Okay!” Alex enthusiastically replied as Olivia wrapped her arm around Alex again.
As they neared her apartment, Olivia saw a dark figure sitting on the steps ahead. She slowed them down as she tried to make out the form before she put Alex and herself in danger. The figure apparently noticed them and stood at their presence.
“Olivia…” Elliot emerged into the street lights from the shadows.
“Elliot? What are you doing here so late? Did we get a call? I do have a cell phone, you know.” Olivia pulled Alex and her towards him.
Elliot looked questioningly at Alex who was resting her head on Olivia’s shoulder, half asleep. “I know. Kathy and I had a fight and I was just wondering if I could stay with you, but I see that you already have company so I’ll just call Munch or something.”
“No, no, it’s okay. You can both stay.” Olivia reached for her keys as she motioned for Elliot to take Alex from her.
Once he took Alex, Olivia unlocked the doors and started up the steps, looking back to make sure her company was following. Elliot helped Alex up the stairs as Olivia unlocked her apartment door and held it open for them to enter. Once inside, Elliot placed Alex on the couch and sat next to her as Olivia disappeared down the hall.
Alex moaned once the lights came on. “Livia?” Her voice came out wavered and childish. She blinked, adjusting her eyes to the brightness.
“Right here Alex.” Olivia moved into her field of view, carrying blankets and a pillow. She placed them on the other end of the couch before moving back over to Alex.
Alex looked from Olivia to Elliot and back again. “Do I sleep on the couch?”
Olivia chuckled. “Not unless you really want to. I was planning on putting El on the couch and putting you in my bed with me, if that’s okay.” She looked over to Elliot who was sitting there with his head in his hands.
She may have been drunk but her stomach knotted and her heart made its way up to her throat at the thought of sleeping in the same bed as Olivia. “Definitely.” Alex whispered.
Alex took Olivia’s outstretched hand, allowing herself to be pulled up off the couch.
“Are you going to be okay El? You need anything?” Elliot shook his head. “I’ll come back once I put her to bed, we can talk.” She waited for Elliot to nod before guiding Alex down the hall towards her bedroom.
Olivia pulled Alex into her room and shut the door. Briefly letting go of Alex, she walked over to the bed and turned the comforter and sheets down so Alex could get into bed. She turned and saw Alex just standing there watching her.
“You okay?” Olivia made her way back over to Alex.
Alex nodded and bit down on her bottom lip, a thing she always did when she was nervous.
“You wanna get out of those clothes? I can find you something to sleep in. Here,” She led Alex over to the edge of the bed. “Sit down.”
Alex sat and Olivia kneeled down, pulling Alex’s shoes off before standing again.
“Can you do the rest?” She looked at Alex who nodded. Olivia walked over to the dresser and dug through it, finding Alex sweatpants and a t-shirt to wear. When she turned around, she saw Alex, clad in only a red string thong, crawling towards the pillow. If she wasn’t drunk I would probably crawl into bed with her right now, she’s so beautiful, Olivia thought. She continued to watch as Alex climbed under the covers and closed her eyes, falling asleep almost immediately. Olivia put the clothes back in her dresser and walked over to Alex, taking the glasses from her face and placing them on the nightstand. Olivia turned off the light before walking out of the room and closing the door behind her. She padded back out towards the living room and over to Elliot who was still sitting in almost the same spot as he was when she left him.
“Hey,” She started as she slipped down onto the couch next to him. “What’s up?” Olivia pulled her leg up onto the couch, bending it and turning towards him.
Elliot shook his head. “Is she okay?” He motioned towards the hallway then looked back at Olivia.
You’re reading it all wrong; let me tell you about her
“Yeah, for now at least.” Olivia searched his eyes. “Are you?”
“We just got into another fight. About work, you know, the usual.” He ran his hands over his head and leaned back.
“That’s happening a lot lately, huh?” She rested her hand on the back of the couch.
“Yeah, unfortunately.” His head snapped up towards the hallway as a sound came from it. Olivia looked at him apologetically as she heard the bathroom door shut.
“Go see what’s wrong with her. I don’t really feel like talking anymore, I’ll be fine. Thank you, Liv.” Elliot gave her a small smile before slipping his shoes off.
Olivia patted his leg before she got up from the couch. “Anytime. Night El.”
She turned off the light as she made her way down the hallway towards the bathroom. She stopped outside the door and could hear Alex throwing up. Olivia knocked on the door before opening it to reveal a disheveled, and still half naked, Alex sitting on the floor beside the toilet. Olivia slipped in and shut the door behind her, making her way over to sit beside Alex. Alex glanced at her before turning her attention back to the task at hand; she leaned over, once again spilling the remains of her night into the toilet. Olivia pulled Alex’s hair back and held it behind her head with one hand as she rubbed her bare back with the other, ineffectively trying not to notice what a beautiful body Alex had.
Once Alex was finished and had flushed, she caught Olivia’s gaze and looked down, seemingly noticing her nakedness for the first time. Blushing, Alex looked up towards Olivia, who was a nice shade of pink as well, “I…” She looked back down at herself, not knowing what to say.
Without a word, Olivia reached over and grabbed her robe that hung from the back of the bathroom door. She pulled it over Alex’s shoulders before standing and moving to the closet. She pulled out a washcloth and ran hot water over it. Olivia turned back to Alex who had pulled the robe around herself and was now leaning against the bathroom wall. She walked back over and got down on the floor next to Alex. Olivia started the process of washing Alex’s face off, spending extra time around Alex’s lips. Once the washcloth was cold, she stood, reached down and pulled Alex to her feet.
“You ready to go to bed?” Olivia threw the washcloth into the sink to be dealt with later.
Alex nodded and let Olivia lead her towards the bedroom. Olivia turned off the light as they walked through the door. Once inside the bedroom, Olivia walked Alex over to the bed for the second time that night. Alex crawled under the covers again as Olivia went to her side of the bed, slipping her pants off. Alex watched her as she crawled under the covers and faced her.
“Liv?” Alex reached out for Olivia.
Olivia took Alex’s hand. “Yeah?”
“Thanks.” Alex squeezed her hand before closing her eyes.
“Anytime Alex.” Olivia whispered. Not letting go of Alex’s hand, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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The blinding light woke her and she pushed her face further into the warmth beside her. Noticing the un-pillow-like qualities of the object that was mostly under her, she squinted, opening her eyes. What the…? Alex groaned as the throbbing in her head started when she moved. She felt the thing next to her shift and she looked down to see Olivia. Oh My God. She averted her eyes to the robe she was wearing, which was gapping in the front, and pushed herself over.
Olivia sat up and looked at clock before directing her attention to Alex who was staring at her, open mouthed.
“We didn’t…?” Alex blushed and looked down at the sheets. “Because I would think that I would remember if we had. And I certainly don’t feel like we did but…” Alex rambled on.
Olivia chuckled and cut her off. “No, counselor, we didn’t.”
Alex ran her hand through her hair and breathed a sigh of relief. She pushed herself into a sitting position as she pulled the robe closed, resting against the headboard. Last night’s events suddenly came back to her and she groaned again, closing her eyes from embarrassment.
“What’s wrong Alex?” Olivia turned to face her.
“Nothing really, just remembering last night, or at least, some of last night. Is Elliot on the couch and did I really throw up?” Alex couldn’t look at her so she busied herself with tracing the pattern on the comforter.
“Yes, Elliot is on the couch and you did really throw up last night.” Olivia answered her.
“Oh gosh Liv, I am sorry. Is there anything else I did last night that was stupid that I don’t remember?” She closed her eyes, not really wanting to know the answer but hoping it wasn’t something so stupid she couldn’t talk her way out of it.
“Nah, nothing stupid.” Olivia smiled at her. “But you did tell me that you loved me.” She challenged, purposely leaving out the fact that Alex had also kissed her.
Alex went white. “Oh?” A blush crept up her neck, making her face hot.
“Yeah, but you were really drunk, so…” Olivia trailed off and Alex sighed, relieved. “If you want to get cleaned up there is an extra toothbrush in the cabinet and towels are in the closet. I’ll find you some clothes to wear, okay?”
Alex watched as Olivia got out of bed, noticing her ribbed tank top and lack of pants. She studied her tanned legs and boy-cut panties as Olivia went over to the dresser and started pulling clothes out. Olivia turned around to find Alex staring at her.
“Uh, here,” Olivia walked back towards the bed and placed the clothes down next to Alex who still didn’t budge. “You see something you like counselor?”
Olivia gave her a cocky grin as Alex finally looked up at her. Once again, Alex blushed and looked away. Olivia continued to stand there until Alex moved from under the covers and stood. She grabbed the clothes and pushed past Olivia without another word, too embarrassed to say anything back. Once inside the bathroom Alex leaned against the door, letting out the breath she was holding before going over and starting the shower.
Olivia walked out into the living room, expecting to see Elliot but finding folded sheets and a note. She picked up the note and read it.
Hey Liv, thanks for the couch last night. I went to see if I could work things out with Kathy. I’ll call you later to see how things went last night with Alex. -El
Olivia crumbled up the note and threw it in the trashcan as she entered the kitchen to make breakfast. She turned some music on and pulled the pancake mix out of the cupboard.
Alex looked around the shower for the conditioner. You can not tell me…I can always not use it. She ran her hand through her hair, the knots pulled on her scalp. Shit. “Liv!” Alex screamed, hoping Olivia would hear her. She waited a few minutes before calling out again. “Liv! Come here please!”
Alex turned the shower off and waited. When no one came she stepped out of the shower and pulled the towel around her, drying herself off. On tip-toes she made her way to the bathroom door. Opening it, she looked out, searching for signs of life. Alex could hear the music coming from the kitchen. She sighed and hoped Elliot was no longer there. Alex tip-toed slowly down the hall, making sure Elliot was not in the living room before she walked through it towards the kitchen. She pulled the towel tighter around her body as she stepped into the kitchen, spotting Olivia, still only wearing her tank top and underwear, by the stove.
“Liv?” Alex called, getting the detectives attention finally.
Olivia turned to find Alex standing in the kitchen in only a bright blue towel. She gulped and let her eyes travel the length of Alex’s body before looking her in the eyes. Alex’s hair dripped onto her shoulders, leaving little drops of water there. Olivia couldn’t find her voice; she simply stared at the blonde, taking in the sight. Alex grinned at Olivia’s blatant ogling.
“See something you like, detective?” Alex challenged Olivia’s earlier accusations.
Olivia cleared her throat and looked away. “Um, did you need something?” She turned back to the stove.
“Oh, uh, the conditioner?” Alex looked down. “Would you happen to have any?”
“It’s um, in the closet, sorry.” Olivia flipped the pancakes again, trying hard not to look at Alex.
“Thanks.” Alex replied, halfheartedly, before sauntering back towards the bathroom.
Once Alex disappeared, Olivia rested her elbows on the counter and put her head in her hands. God, why are you doing this to me? She thought to herself before rubbing her eyes and sighing deeply.