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Fic: Outside Jurisdiction (L&O: SVU, Alex/Olivia)
TITLE: Outside Jurisdiction
AUTHOR: Angie
DISTRIBUTION: Feel free to take this, just let me know where it's gone.
FANDOM: Law & Order: Special Victims Unit
PAIRING: Alex/Olivia
SUMMARY: Olivia and Alex take a trip together.
RATING: R (for very bad language)
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
WORD COUNT: 4,355
NOTES: Set after my previous fics: 1. Loitering with intent, 2. Rendezvous and 3. Legal Manoeuvrings
Pyjamas or no pyjamas?
That was the question Olivia was struggling with as she stood before a half-packed bag. She and Alex were heading off on a trip. Four blissfully undisturbed days and nights in a remote wilderness. Well, as remote as upstate New York got. After a moment’s consideration, she threw the pyjamas over her shoulder and onto the floor, a wicked grin spreading over her face. Pyjamas didn’t really factor into her plans for the weekend. Dipping down, she scooped up a few purchases she’d made from ‘Victoria’s Secret’ and tipped them into her bag. That was much more like it.
Her cell phone rang, tearing her away from the rather naughty path her thoughts were headed down.
“Benson.”
“What are you packing?” Alex asked, not bothering to say hello.
“Clothes.” Olivia smirked.
“Ha ha. Which clothes? I’m not sure what I should be taking.”
“You’re a big girl. Are you telling me you can’t dress yourself?”
“Look, I’ve never been…camping…before.”
Olivia sighed.
“It’s not camping. We’re going to a cabin which has hot and cold running water, heating, air-conditioning, a full kit…”
“Is it a hotel?”
“No.”
“Then it’s camping.”
“Fine. Better pack your flashlight and a thermos in case you need to cross the treacherous terrain of the carpeted hallway on your way to the bathroom with the flushing toilet in the middle of the night.”
“Stop being sarcastic and help me. I need to finish this packing.”
“It’s hardly a big panic, Alex, it’s only seven o’clock. We’re not leaving until tomorrow morning. Even you can’t take that long to pick out clothes.”
“Look, the sooner I get packed, the sooner I can be at your house and the sooner we can be sitting on your couch with a bottle of wine. There may even be snuggling involved.”
Olivia weighed up the fun of teasing Alex further with the scenario Alex had described and quickly made up her mind.
“Couple of pairs of jeans, some t-shirts, warm sweaters, a winter jacket, thick socks, boots, gloves, scarf and a hat.”
“Right, got it. So…nothing of a…smarter nature?”
“And what exactly are you planning to dress up for? There’s nothing near the place.”
Olivia could practically hear Alex’s pout over the phone. She softened her voice before continuing.
“Look, I won the coin-toss this time. Next time we go away, you can subject me to anything you want. City-breaks, cultural extravaganzas, Disneyland, whatever you want.”
“I know, and I am looking forward to this weekend, really. I mean, you’re going to be there and that’s the important thing.”
Olivia felt her cheeks grow warm at the off-hand compliment.
“Indeed I will. And I promise to keep you entertained in the evenings.”
“Now that is a promising promise.”
“Get packed and get your ass over here and I might even give you a sneak preview.”
“Yes ma’am. I’ll see you soon.”
“See ya.”
Olivia hung up the phone, laughing softly to herself. She loved Alex’s playful side. She usually kept it well hidden at work. So much so that she had developed quite a reputation as an ice-princess. That reputation had been chipped away at slightly since she’d embarked on her relationship with Olivia. But still, it pleased Olivia to know that she saw a special side of the ADA that few others did.
They had been together for just over four months and Olivia had enjoyed every minute of it. Generally she had found relationships to be a bit of an inconvenience in the past. Something that had to be worked at, and usually weren’t worth the effort. But with Alex, it was easy. They made each other laugh, they both understood that the other had a private side and knew not to push, they just liked being together. They had managed to separate their work from their private life, for the most part. Working with a group of men meant that it wasn’t always possible. Their sex life tended to be a topic of wistful discussion in the squad room, but they knew it was all in fun. But even when they had screaming arguments over a case, they were still able to walk home at night, hand in hand.
Olivia’s cell rang again, interrupting her reverie.
“Benson.”
“Hey Liv.”
“Elliot? What’s happened?” Olivia immediately assumed the worst and envisioned her evening with Alex drifting away.
“Huh? Nothing’s happened. Even if it had, you’re on vacation, it wouldn’t be your problem.”
Olivia let out a relieved breath.
“OK, so why are you calling me at seven o’clock in the evening on my vacation if there isn’t a major crisis?”
“What? I can’t call my buddy now? I just called to wish you luck.”
“Luck? Why the hell would I need luck? I’m going away for a relaxing few days with my girlfriend.”
“Oh, so we’re calling her your giiiiiiiiirlfriend now?”
“She’s always been my girlfriend. I just don’t say it very much because when I do, all you idiots go ‘oooooooooooooh, giiiiiiiiiirlfriend’, like a bunch of nine-year olds.”
“Yeah, well, anyway…first trip away with your giiiiiiirlfriend, potential to be stressful.”
“Uh huh. Walks in the woods, curling up in front of a real fire, being woken up in the morning by baby deer coming to the bedroom window, my blood pressure is shooting up even thinking about it.”
“OK, firstly, you never told me you were vacationing in a Disney movie, and secondly, going away together is stressful, don’t kid yourself.”
“I’m sure we’ll be fine, Elliot. We have stayed over together before you know. We know each other pretty well.”
“Kathy and I were married with a kid when we took our first trip together. By the time it was over we were nearly divorced.”
“Yeah , but taking a kid along has got to…”
“We left the kid with Kathy’s mother.”
“Oh.”
“But I’m sure you and Alex will be fine.”
“Yeah…” A hint of uncertainty had crept into her voice.
“Especially if you wear that stuff in the ‘Victoria’s Secret’ bag that was on your desk the other day.”
“What? You looked in it?” Olivia shouted, outraged.
“Hey! I’m a detective, I’m inquisitive by nature. “
“I’ll give you inquisitive you…” The beeps signalling an incoming call stopped Olivia’s threat. “I have to go, I got another call, besides, I have a date with a hot blonde tonight.”
“Lucky you. Does Alex know?”
“Goodbye, wiseass.”
“Seriously, Liv, have a great time.”
“We will. See ya.”
She pressed the button to answer the other line.
“Benson.”
“So…when you said ‘boots’ earlier…you meant…”
“Nothing with heels.”
“Right, no heels. And would you happen to have a spare pair of…”
“I’ll put them in my bag for you.”
“Thank you.”
“So, are you packed, apart from the boots?”
“Very nearly. I won’t be long, I promise.”
“Good. My couch feels way too big when you’re not here.”
Olivia closed her eyes and grimaced at how corny that sounded. Alex had a way of bringing out a degree of schmaltz in her that Olivia had not known she possessed. When Alex replied, there was a smile in her voice.
“You know, Detective, sometimes you are so adorable it hurts.”
“Yeah, well, don’t go spreading it around.”
“I have no intention of that. I want to keep you all to myself.”
“You already got me.”
“And I am very grateful for that fact. I’ll see you soon, sweetie.”
“Can’t wait.”
She hung up, still blushing slightly from the involuntary saccharin that seemed to spew forth from her mouth whenever she was around Alex. She busied herself with finishing up her own packing and then tidying up the mess that seemed to have developed in her bedroom during the process of the packing. She went into the living room and lit a few candles. She opened a bottle of red wine to let it breath and placed two glasses alongside it on the coffee table. Then she sat down on the couch to wait. The phone rang. Again. She checked the ID. Alex. She picked up.
“You had better be in a cab.”
“I am, I am! All packed up and ready to go. I just called to see what you were wearing.”
Olivia scrunched up her forehead, confused.
“Tomorrow? For the drive up?”
“No. Now.” Alex’s voice turned low and husky. “Tell me what you’re wearing right now.”
Olivia smiled.
*****
The following morning, Olivia awoke slowly, her mind creeping reluctantly towards consciousness. She gradually became aware that her nose was being tickled by the head of sweet smelling hair it was buried in. And that her arm appeared to have fallen off at some point during the night. Her eyes shot open. She strained to see over Alex’s head and sighed in relief when she saw that her arm was still attached to her body, albeit completely numb from being underneath Alex’s dead weight for a number of hours. She tried to ease it out, gently, slightly worried about the complete lack of sensation in the limb. It was no use, Alex wasn’t budging. She shook her shoulder.
“Alex? Honey, c’mon, you need to move.”
Alex made a ‘mmmph’ sound, but didn’t shift.
“Alex, you really need to get off my arm.”
“Don’t wanna.” Alex mumbled, snuggling closer to Olivia and wrapping her arms around her waist.
Olivia used the slight movement to get her arm out. The offending limb came alive all at once with painful pin-pricks as blood flooded back into thirsty capillaries. Olivia sat up with a gasp, holding her arm tightly, roughly dislodging Alex from her shoulder. Alex jerked awake, sitting up alongside Olivia, blinking.
“Wha…what the hell?”
“My arm is asleep.”
Alex looked at Olivia through bleary eyes.
“Lucky arm,” she grumbled, lying back down and pulling the covers up around her.
Olivia continued to rub her arm as the pain started to subside, returning to normal. She glanced across at the alarm clock on Alex’s side of the bed.
“Shit!!!”
Alex sat up again, startled by Olivia’s exclamation.
“Now what is it?” she demanded.
“We overslept! I was planning to be on the road at least three hours ago!”
Alex looked at the clock over her shoulder and turned to Olivia with an incredulous expression.
“It’s eleven a.m. You planned to be on the road at eight in the morning? On vacation?”
Olivia was up and heading to the bathroom.
“Yes, to miss the traffic in the city and to make sure we get up there before dark. It is November, you know. And this is all your fault.”
“My fault?” Alex was now talking to the bathroom door.
“Yes,” Olivia called back, shouting over the running of the shower. “I wanted an early night.”
“We had an early night!”
“It doesn’t count as an early night if you don’t actually go to sleep.” Olivia was talking around her toothbrush, garbling the response slightly.
“I didn’t hear any complaints at the time.” Alex said, lying back down on the bed with her arms behind her head.
Olivia peeked her head around the door, toothbrush hanging out of her mouth. She was grinning.
“No…no you didn’t. Now get up and get moving. I want to be out that door in thirty minutes!”
*****
Olivia sighed contentedly, leaning back in her seat, one hand on the wheel. The other was resting on Alex’s thigh. Driving in New York City was hell, but out of the city, on the open road, it was one of Olivia’s favourite pastimes. She could feel the stress draining out of her body with each mile that passed by. The winter sunshine was still strong through the windshield, filling the car with a comforting warmth.
“Liv?”
Olivia turned to face Alex, an easy smile on her face.
“Mmmmhmmm?” she asked, squeezing Alex’s thigh gently.
“I have to pee.”
The smile slowly faded.
“What?” she snapped, harsher than she had meant.
Alex wasn’t intimidated by the Bad Cop Persona, she stared Olivia down and stated again.
“I have to pee, we need to stop at the next rest-stop.”
“Alex! I told you to go before we left! We’ve just left for Christ’s sake!”
“I did go before we left!” Alex retorted, “And I need to go again. I’m so sorry if my bladder isn’t in keeping with your timetable. And you may not have noticed, considering all the cursing and hand gestures you were indulging in before we got out of the city, but we have actually been in the car for a couple of hours.”
Olivia sighed again, not quite so contentedly.
“Look, I’ll just pull over to the side of the road and you can go…”
“No you will not pull over to the side of the road! If you think I’m peeing outdoors you’ve got another thing coming!” Alex folded her arms over her chest. “We will go at the next rest-stop. We need to get something to eat anyway.”
“Oh no, if we stop we’re stopping for a bathroom break and that’s it. We’re already way behind schedule as it is.”
“So? We’re to starve until we get there, are we? We didn’t have breakfast, we’re sure as hell not missing lunch.”
“Fine. We can pick something up and eat it in the car.” Olivia conceded.
“Fine.”
“Well…fine.”
Olivia faced forward, her eyebrows down, both hands gripping the steering wheel. Maybe she should have listened to Elliot.
*****
“What are you doing?” Olivia asked, watching as Alex fiddled with the radio.
“Changing the station.”
“Why?”
“Because I can’t stand that soft-rock shit any longer.”
“I like that station.”
“Well, you’ve had it on for hours. My turn.”
“But I’m driving.”
“Is this car a dictatorship, detective?”
“Well…I guess not…”
“Good . My turn.”
Alex finally found a station she seemed happy with and sat back in her seat. Olivia drove for a few minutes in silence before she spoke up.
“Alex?”
“Uh huh?”
“Is that country music?”
“Yes.” The reply was quick and defensive, daring Olivia to say more.
“Oh.”
*****
Olivia glanced to the side. Even in the dark, she could see that Alex was struggling not to laugh. The blonde’s lips were pressed together tightly, the sides down-turned slightly, every few seconds her shoulders would shake a little. It was driving Olivia crazy.
“I really don’t see what’s so amusing about this.”
“I’m not laughing.”
“Yes you are.”
“No, I’m not.” The mirth in Alex’s voice was unmistakable, even as she tried to hide it.
“OK, so you’re not laughing out loud, but you do think it’s funny that we’re driving around, in the dark, completely and utterly lost.”
“I’m just glad you’ve finally admitted that we’re lost.”
Olivia fumed, silently. Alex watched her for a few seconds. But she really couldn’t resist pushing that little bit further.
“C’mon, Liv…you don’t think it’s just a little bit funny that you forgot to bring the map?”
“No, Alex, I don’t. Strangely, being lost in the dark in an area that seems to be out of the range of cellphones when we’re running seriously low on gas isn’t something that really tickles me. And it’s your fault that we don’t have the map.”
“It is not my fault! I’ve never even seen the damn map. You took all the responsibility for that side of things.”
“Yep, and if you hadn’t made me oversleep, then distracted me in the shower, I wouldn’t have left it on the coffee table.”
“Poor argument, Detective. If you were really prepared and organised, you would have packed it last night before me and my distractions came over.”
“Fine! It’s all my fault, are you satisfied?”
Alex shrugged and looked out the window at the darkness.
“As long as you’re aware it’s not mine,” she mumbled.
The continued in silence for another few miles, Olivia’s eyes darting from the road to the gas gauge, which was far too near ‘Empty’ for her liking. They hadn’t passed anything that looked like a habitation in hours. Darkness had fallen earlier than Olivia had expected, and without the map, for all she knew they’d been driving in circles since then. She had to make a decision. And she was pretty sure that Alex wasn’t going to like it.
“We’re going to have to stop.”
Alex spun around to face her, alarmed.
“What? What do you mean stop?”
“I mean, we’re going to have to stop for the night. We can’t go on using up gas like this and for all I know we could be driving further and further from civilisation. We’ll stay here for the night and when it gets light, I can get my bearings.”
Alex looked completely panicked.
“You mean…we’re going to sleep in the car, in the middle of nowhere? We’ll freeze to death!”
“I’ve got blankets in the trunk, we can put on more clothes and get in the backseat to share body-heat.”
“Oh God! Olivia, we work in the sex crimes unit…this is exactly how people end up getting raped and murdered and we have to deal with them…”
Olivia drew the car to a stop by the side of the road and turned off the engine.
“Well, if you have any better ideas I would absolutely love to hear them, Alex. When was the last time we passed a car? Any rapist out here is gonna have pretty slim-pickings. We’ll lock the doors and I can assure you that I won’t sleep a wink. Plus, I’ve got a big gun.”
Alex understood that it took a lot for Olivia to admit defeat in this way and tried to smile.
“Size doesn’t matter, Detective.”
“Only people with little guns say that.” Olivia winked.
Alex stayed in the car while Olivia got out and gathered blankets and jackets and socks from the trunk. When she got back in, Alex was in the backseat. Olivia climbed in beside her and they awkwardly got into the extra clothes before attempting to find a comfortable position to lie in. They finally settled down, Alex sitting between Olivia’s legs and lying back against her while Olivia leaned on the door, the handle sticking painfully into her back
“We are so swapping places at some point.”
Alex didn’t reply.
“Alex?”
“I’m going to ask you a question and you’re not allowed to laugh, OK?”
“Uh…OK.” Olivia hated being told that, already she wanted to laugh.
“Are there…any…things…animals out there that could…hurt us?”
“Animals?” Olivia enquired, lightly.
“Bears, Olivia, are there any fucking bears out there? I’m not the outdoorsy type and I have no idea if there are bears out there. We’re can’t be all that far from Canada.” The lawyer snippily replied, well aware that Olivia was trying not to laugh.
“Well, I don’t think so, but I promise that I’ll protect you from any that do wander down here, Goldilocks.”
“That’s reassuring…because I have to pee again.”
Olivia dropped her forehead down to rest on Alex’s head.
“Well baby, I don’t think you’re going to be able to avoid the great outdoors this time.”
“I am well aware of that. And don’t think I’m too thrilled about it.”
*****
They returned to the car, Olivia doing her best to hide the smirk on her face, Alex to hide the embarrassment reddening her cheeks. Once they were back in and huddled under the blankets, Olivia felt it necessary to break the silence.
“So…you’re really getting a taste of ‘camping’ now, huh.”
“Can we not ever discuss this again? It wasn’t one of my finer moments and I’d rather forget about it if you don’t mind.”
They lay in silence for a while, Olivia tightening her hold on Alex, mostly to keep her from falling off the narrow seat. Again, it was Olivia who felt the need to speak first.
“I was just thinking though, how many ADA’s have I seen run shrieking through the woods with no pants on? I’m pretty sure it’s just the one.”
Alex sat up and turned a murderous glare on Olivia.
“Look, there was a snake, I’m sure of it, something moved by my foot.”
“I never said there wasn’t…just made for a pretty unusual spectacle, that’s all.”
Alex huffed indignantly.
“Unusual? This whole trip has been unusual, Olivia. Never in my life have I had to pack a suitcase that didn’t involve some kind of formal evening wear or a single pair of heels. And I certainly have never had to relieve myself outside. Nor have I had the pleasure of sleeping in the backseat of a car in the wilderness. Believe me, if I didn’t fucking love you so much, I wouldn’t be here!”
Alex froze when she realised what she’d said. Olivia had a similar reaction, but managed to get her vocal chords to work, just to clarify what she’d heard.
“What?”
“Huh?” Alex attempted to play dumb. Olivia didn’t let her away with it.
“What did you just say?”
“I uh…I thought you knew…”
“Well…”
“I mean…I assumed that you felt…about me…” Alex fumbled for the words.
“Oh, I do! Completely.” Olivia reassured her.
Alex dropped her face into her hands and chuckled.
“You know, I didn’t plan for the first time I said that to be in a raised voice or to include the word ‘fucking’. Or to be in the backseat of a car.”
Olivia smiled and pulled Alex back towards her until Alex’s head was resting on her shoulder.
“No? So what did your plans include, if not that?”
“Oh I don’t know. Something traditional? Dinner, candlelight, roses?”
Olivia leaned in and kissed Alex gently on the lips. She pulled back slightly to whisper.
“I think this is much more interesting. Just think of what we can tell the grandkids. ‘Grammy Liv, how did you know that Grammy Lex was the one you were gonna spend the rest of your life with?’ ‘Well, as-yet-unnamed-grandchild, I think it was probably when she told me that she fucking loved me in the backseat of my car after she’d run through the woods naked…good times, good times’”
Alex raised an eyebrow at her.
“Nobody calls me Lex, and nobody will ever call me Lex, let’s get that clear now.”
“Loud and clear, Alexandra.” Olivia’s eyes turned serious. “I really am sorry that our trip turned out this way. I didn’t mean for…”
Alex placed a gentle finger on Olivia’s lips to stop her talking.
“And here I was thinking that this was a set up to get me in the back of your car,” she joked. “Liv, I already told you, the only part of this trip that I care about is that I take it with you. This situation, while not being entirely what I’d envisaged, is fine because I’m here with you. In the morning we can find this cabin and you can show me how you wanted it to be. Until then, I’ll be happy just to be with you. OK?”
She finished her sentence with a kiss. Olivia smiled at the sentiment.
“C’mon, we should try and get some rest at least,” Olivia said, easing back down against the door. Alex lay back down with her, her head on Olivia’s chest.
“Alex?”
“Mmmhmm?”
“I fucking love you too.”
“We’re so romantic.”
“That we are, babe, that we are.”
*****
They watched in silence as the first shards of cold, blue light appeared over the top of far-off hills. Slowly their surroundings turned from vague outlines into recognisable shapes. The light moved surely over the landscape to show off its beauty in a way that the rest of the day could not. Dawn in the wilderness was something to behold.
Alex sat up abruptly and leaned forward, between the two front seats.
“Liv…can you read what it says on that sign?”
Olivia sat up behind her, looking in the same direction and squinting to make out the writing on the distant sign. Her stomach dropped.
“Fuck!”
“Is it…?” Alex didn’t really want to finish her question, fearing she knew the answer already.
“Yes, that’s the place. Fucking fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!!!”
Alex felt that it probably wasn’t the best time to laugh. But she couldn’t help it. It was out of her mouth before she could stop it and very quickly she was crying with laughter. Olivia watched the display, annoyed at first, but the laughter was contagious and before long she joined in, just as heartily.
“So…if we had…driven for another…two minutes…” Alex gasped out, between laughs.
“We woulda been there last night.” Olivia confirmed, wiping her eyes.
Alex wrapped her arms around Olivia’s neck.
“Oh well, that just means that we don’t have to drive far to find it and you have the whole day to show me the wonders of the countryside.”
Olivia grinned.
“You’re not mad that you had to spend the night under the stars?”
Alex shrugged.
“There were…certain revelations that made it worthwhile.”
“I agree completely, the sight of your ass flying past me in those woods will stay with me forever.”
Alex slapped her shoulder lightly.
“C’mon, you. Get into that driver’s seat. Let’s go camping.”
*****
Olivia sighed as she looked at the pile of paperwork sitting waiting for her on her desk. The squad room was its usual, bustling, self. It was almost enough to make her feel like she’d never been away. Elliot approached with two cups of steaming coffee, she accepted one gratefully.
“So, you survived your first weekend away together unscathed, huh?”
Olivia cocked an eyebrow at him.
“Of course, didn’t I tell you we would be fine?”
He nodded.
“You sure did. So…it wasn’t the slightest bit stressful? No unexpected glitches? Screaming arguments over the reading of the map? Nothin’?”
Olivia’s attention was drawn away from Elliot as Alex entered the room. She graced Olivia with a dazzling smile on her way to Cragen’s office. Olivia turned back to Elliot.
“Glitches? Nope. Not a one.”
Elliot sat back in his seat to process that. He whistled.
“Really? Shit, Liv, must be love.”
She smiled and winked at him.
“Yep, I guess it must be.”
AUTHOR: Angie
DISTRIBUTION: Feel free to take this, just let me know where it's gone.
FANDOM: Law & Order: Special Victims Unit
PAIRING: Alex/Olivia
SUMMARY: Olivia and Alex take a trip together.
RATING: R (for very bad language)
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
WORD COUNT: 4,355
NOTES: Set after my previous fics: 1. Loitering with intent, 2. Rendezvous and 3. Legal Manoeuvrings
Pyjamas or no pyjamas?
That was the question Olivia was struggling with as she stood before a half-packed bag. She and Alex were heading off on a trip. Four blissfully undisturbed days and nights in a remote wilderness. Well, as remote as upstate New York got. After a moment’s consideration, she threw the pyjamas over her shoulder and onto the floor, a wicked grin spreading over her face. Pyjamas didn’t really factor into her plans for the weekend. Dipping down, she scooped up a few purchases she’d made from ‘Victoria’s Secret’ and tipped them into her bag. That was much more like it.
Her cell phone rang, tearing her away from the rather naughty path her thoughts were headed down.
“Benson.”
“What are you packing?” Alex asked, not bothering to say hello.
“Clothes.” Olivia smirked.
“Ha ha. Which clothes? I’m not sure what I should be taking.”
“You’re a big girl. Are you telling me you can’t dress yourself?”
“Look, I’ve never been…camping…before.”
Olivia sighed.
“It’s not camping. We’re going to a cabin which has hot and cold running water, heating, air-conditioning, a full kit…”
“Is it a hotel?”
“No.”
“Then it’s camping.”
“Fine. Better pack your flashlight and a thermos in case you need to cross the treacherous terrain of the carpeted hallway on your way to the bathroom with the flushing toilet in the middle of the night.”
“Stop being sarcastic and help me. I need to finish this packing.”
“It’s hardly a big panic, Alex, it’s only seven o’clock. We’re not leaving until tomorrow morning. Even you can’t take that long to pick out clothes.”
“Look, the sooner I get packed, the sooner I can be at your house and the sooner we can be sitting on your couch with a bottle of wine. There may even be snuggling involved.”
Olivia weighed up the fun of teasing Alex further with the scenario Alex had described and quickly made up her mind.
“Couple of pairs of jeans, some t-shirts, warm sweaters, a winter jacket, thick socks, boots, gloves, scarf and a hat.”
“Right, got it. So…nothing of a…smarter nature?”
“And what exactly are you planning to dress up for? There’s nothing near the place.”
Olivia could practically hear Alex’s pout over the phone. She softened her voice before continuing.
“Look, I won the coin-toss this time. Next time we go away, you can subject me to anything you want. City-breaks, cultural extravaganzas, Disneyland, whatever you want.”
“I know, and I am looking forward to this weekend, really. I mean, you’re going to be there and that’s the important thing.”
Olivia felt her cheeks grow warm at the off-hand compliment.
“Indeed I will. And I promise to keep you entertained in the evenings.”
“Now that is a promising promise.”
“Get packed and get your ass over here and I might even give you a sneak preview.”
“Yes ma’am. I’ll see you soon.”
“See ya.”
Olivia hung up the phone, laughing softly to herself. She loved Alex’s playful side. She usually kept it well hidden at work. So much so that she had developed quite a reputation as an ice-princess. That reputation had been chipped away at slightly since she’d embarked on her relationship with Olivia. But still, it pleased Olivia to know that she saw a special side of the ADA that few others did.
They had been together for just over four months and Olivia had enjoyed every minute of it. Generally she had found relationships to be a bit of an inconvenience in the past. Something that had to be worked at, and usually weren’t worth the effort. But with Alex, it was easy. They made each other laugh, they both understood that the other had a private side and knew not to push, they just liked being together. They had managed to separate their work from their private life, for the most part. Working with a group of men meant that it wasn’t always possible. Their sex life tended to be a topic of wistful discussion in the squad room, but they knew it was all in fun. But even when they had screaming arguments over a case, they were still able to walk home at night, hand in hand.
Olivia’s cell rang again, interrupting her reverie.
“Benson.”
“Hey Liv.”
“Elliot? What’s happened?” Olivia immediately assumed the worst and envisioned her evening with Alex drifting away.
“Huh? Nothing’s happened. Even if it had, you’re on vacation, it wouldn’t be your problem.”
Olivia let out a relieved breath.
“OK, so why are you calling me at seven o’clock in the evening on my vacation if there isn’t a major crisis?”
“What? I can’t call my buddy now? I just called to wish you luck.”
“Luck? Why the hell would I need luck? I’m going away for a relaxing few days with my girlfriend.”
“Oh, so we’re calling her your giiiiiiiiirlfriend now?”
“She’s always been my girlfriend. I just don’t say it very much because when I do, all you idiots go ‘oooooooooooooh, giiiiiiiiiirlfriend’, like a bunch of nine-year olds.”
“Yeah, well, anyway…first trip away with your giiiiiiirlfriend, potential to be stressful.”
“Uh huh. Walks in the woods, curling up in front of a real fire, being woken up in the morning by baby deer coming to the bedroom window, my blood pressure is shooting up even thinking about it.”
“OK, firstly, you never told me you were vacationing in a Disney movie, and secondly, going away together is stressful, don’t kid yourself.”
“I’m sure we’ll be fine, Elliot. We have stayed over together before you know. We know each other pretty well.”
“Kathy and I were married with a kid when we took our first trip together. By the time it was over we were nearly divorced.”
“Yeah , but taking a kid along has got to…”
“We left the kid with Kathy’s mother.”
“Oh.”
“But I’m sure you and Alex will be fine.”
“Yeah…” A hint of uncertainty had crept into her voice.
“Especially if you wear that stuff in the ‘Victoria’s Secret’ bag that was on your desk the other day.”
“What? You looked in it?” Olivia shouted, outraged.
“Hey! I’m a detective, I’m inquisitive by nature. “
“I’ll give you inquisitive you…” The beeps signalling an incoming call stopped Olivia’s threat. “I have to go, I got another call, besides, I have a date with a hot blonde tonight.”
“Lucky you. Does Alex know?”
“Goodbye, wiseass.”
“Seriously, Liv, have a great time.”
“We will. See ya.”
She pressed the button to answer the other line.
“Benson.”
“So…when you said ‘boots’ earlier…you meant…”
“Nothing with heels.”
“Right, no heels. And would you happen to have a spare pair of…”
“I’ll put them in my bag for you.”
“Thank you.”
“So, are you packed, apart from the boots?”
“Very nearly. I won’t be long, I promise.”
“Good. My couch feels way too big when you’re not here.”
Olivia closed her eyes and grimaced at how corny that sounded. Alex had a way of bringing out a degree of schmaltz in her that Olivia had not known she possessed. When Alex replied, there was a smile in her voice.
“You know, Detective, sometimes you are so adorable it hurts.”
“Yeah, well, don’t go spreading it around.”
“I have no intention of that. I want to keep you all to myself.”
“You already got me.”
“And I am very grateful for that fact. I’ll see you soon, sweetie.”
“Can’t wait.”
She hung up, still blushing slightly from the involuntary saccharin that seemed to spew forth from her mouth whenever she was around Alex. She busied herself with finishing up her own packing and then tidying up the mess that seemed to have developed in her bedroom during the process of the packing. She went into the living room and lit a few candles. She opened a bottle of red wine to let it breath and placed two glasses alongside it on the coffee table. Then she sat down on the couch to wait. The phone rang. Again. She checked the ID. Alex. She picked up.
“You had better be in a cab.”
“I am, I am! All packed up and ready to go. I just called to see what you were wearing.”
Olivia scrunched up her forehead, confused.
“Tomorrow? For the drive up?”
“No. Now.” Alex’s voice turned low and husky. “Tell me what you’re wearing right now.”
Olivia smiled.
*****
The following morning, Olivia awoke slowly, her mind creeping reluctantly towards consciousness. She gradually became aware that her nose was being tickled by the head of sweet smelling hair it was buried in. And that her arm appeared to have fallen off at some point during the night. Her eyes shot open. She strained to see over Alex’s head and sighed in relief when she saw that her arm was still attached to her body, albeit completely numb from being underneath Alex’s dead weight for a number of hours. She tried to ease it out, gently, slightly worried about the complete lack of sensation in the limb. It was no use, Alex wasn’t budging. She shook her shoulder.
“Alex? Honey, c’mon, you need to move.”
Alex made a ‘mmmph’ sound, but didn’t shift.
“Alex, you really need to get off my arm.”
“Don’t wanna.” Alex mumbled, snuggling closer to Olivia and wrapping her arms around her waist.
Olivia used the slight movement to get her arm out. The offending limb came alive all at once with painful pin-pricks as blood flooded back into thirsty capillaries. Olivia sat up with a gasp, holding her arm tightly, roughly dislodging Alex from her shoulder. Alex jerked awake, sitting up alongside Olivia, blinking.
“Wha…what the hell?”
“My arm is asleep.”
Alex looked at Olivia through bleary eyes.
“Lucky arm,” she grumbled, lying back down and pulling the covers up around her.
Olivia continued to rub her arm as the pain started to subside, returning to normal. She glanced across at the alarm clock on Alex’s side of the bed.
“Shit!!!”
Alex sat up again, startled by Olivia’s exclamation.
“Now what is it?” she demanded.
“We overslept! I was planning to be on the road at least three hours ago!”
Alex looked at the clock over her shoulder and turned to Olivia with an incredulous expression.
“It’s eleven a.m. You planned to be on the road at eight in the morning? On vacation?”
Olivia was up and heading to the bathroom.
“Yes, to miss the traffic in the city and to make sure we get up there before dark. It is November, you know. And this is all your fault.”
“My fault?” Alex was now talking to the bathroom door.
“Yes,” Olivia called back, shouting over the running of the shower. “I wanted an early night.”
“We had an early night!”
“It doesn’t count as an early night if you don’t actually go to sleep.” Olivia was talking around her toothbrush, garbling the response slightly.
“I didn’t hear any complaints at the time.” Alex said, lying back down on the bed with her arms behind her head.
Olivia peeked her head around the door, toothbrush hanging out of her mouth. She was grinning.
“No…no you didn’t. Now get up and get moving. I want to be out that door in thirty minutes!”
*****
Olivia sighed contentedly, leaning back in her seat, one hand on the wheel. The other was resting on Alex’s thigh. Driving in New York City was hell, but out of the city, on the open road, it was one of Olivia’s favourite pastimes. She could feel the stress draining out of her body with each mile that passed by. The winter sunshine was still strong through the windshield, filling the car with a comforting warmth.
“Liv?”
Olivia turned to face Alex, an easy smile on her face.
“Mmmmhmmm?” she asked, squeezing Alex’s thigh gently.
“I have to pee.”
The smile slowly faded.
“What?” she snapped, harsher than she had meant.
Alex wasn’t intimidated by the Bad Cop Persona, she stared Olivia down and stated again.
“I have to pee, we need to stop at the next rest-stop.”
“Alex! I told you to go before we left! We’ve just left for Christ’s sake!”
“I did go before we left!” Alex retorted, “And I need to go again. I’m so sorry if my bladder isn’t in keeping with your timetable. And you may not have noticed, considering all the cursing and hand gestures you were indulging in before we got out of the city, but we have actually been in the car for a couple of hours.”
Olivia sighed again, not quite so contentedly.
“Look, I’ll just pull over to the side of the road and you can go…”
“No you will not pull over to the side of the road! If you think I’m peeing outdoors you’ve got another thing coming!” Alex folded her arms over her chest. “We will go at the next rest-stop. We need to get something to eat anyway.”
“Oh no, if we stop we’re stopping for a bathroom break and that’s it. We’re already way behind schedule as it is.”
“So? We’re to starve until we get there, are we? We didn’t have breakfast, we’re sure as hell not missing lunch.”
“Fine. We can pick something up and eat it in the car.” Olivia conceded.
“Fine.”
“Well…fine.”
Olivia faced forward, her eyebrows down, both hands gripping the steering wheel. Maybe she should have listened to Elliot.
*****
“What are you doing?” Olivia asked, watching as Alex fiddled with the radio.
“Changing the station.”
“Why?”
“Because I can’t stand that soft-rock shit any longer.”
“I like that station.”
“Well, you’ve had it on for hours. My turn.”
“But I’m driving.”
“Is this car a dictatorship, detective?”
“Well…I guess not…”
“Good . My turn.”
Alex finally found a station she seemed happy with and sat back in her seat. Olivia drove for a few minutes in silence before she spoke up.
“Alex?”
“Uh huh?”
“Is that country music?”
“Yes.” The reply was quick and defensive, daring Olivia to say more.
“Oh.”
*****
Olivia glanced to the side. Even in the dark, she could see that Alex was struggling not to laugh. The blonde’s lips were pressed together tightly, the sides down-turned slightly, every few seconds her shoulders would shake a little. It was driving Olivia crazy.
“I really don’t see what’s so amusing about this.”
“I’m not laughing.”
“Yes you are.”
“No, I’m not.” The mirth in Alex’s voice was unmistakable, even as she tried to hide it.
“OK, so you’re not laughing out loud, but you do think it’s funny that we’re driving around, in the dark, completely and utterly lost.”
“I’m just glad you’ve finally admitted that we’re lost.”
Olivia fumed, silently. Alex watched her for a few seconds. But she really couldn’t resist pushing that little bit further.
“C’mon, Liv…you don’t think it’s just a little bit funny that you forgot to bring the map?”
“No, Alex, I don’t. Strangely, being lost in the dark in an area that seems to be out of the range of cellphones when we’re running seriously low on gas isn’t something that really tickles me. And it’s your fault that we don’t have the map.”
“It is not my fault! I’ve never even seen the damn map. You took all the responsibility for that side of things.”
“Yep, and if you hadn’t made me oversleep, then distracted me in the shower, I wouldn’t have left it on the coffee table.”
“Poor argument, Detective. If you were really prepared and organised, you would have packed it last night before me and my distractions came over.”
“Fine! It’s all my fault, are you satisfied?”
Alex shrugged and looked out the window at the darkness.
“As long as you’re aware it’s not mine,” she mumbled.
The continued in silence for another few miles, Olivia’s eyes darting from the road to the gas gauge, which was far too near ‘Empty’ for her liking. They hadn’t passed anything that looked like a habitation in hours. Darkness had fallen earlier than Olivia had expected, and without the map, for all she knew they’d been driving in circles since then. She had to make a decision. And she was pretty sure that Alex wasn’t going to like it.
“We’re going to have to stop.”
Alex spun around to face her, alarmed.
“What? What do you mean stop?”
“I mean, we’re going to have to stop for the night. We can’t go on using up gas like this and for all I know we could be driving further and further from civilisation. We’ll stay here for the night and when it gets light, I can get my bearings.”
Alex looked completely panicked.
“You mean…we’re going to sleep in the car, in the middle of nowhere? We’ll freeze to death!”
“I’ve got blankets in the trunk, we can put on more clothes and get in the backseat to share body-heat.”
“Oh God! Olivia, we work in the sex crimes unit…this is exactly how people end up getting raped and murdered and we have to deal with them…”
Olivia drew the car to a stop by the side of the road and turned off the engine.
“Well, if you have any better ideas I would absolutely love to hear them, Alex. When was the last time we passed a car? Any rapist out here is gonna have pretty slim-pickings. We’ll lock the doors and I can assure you that I won’t sleep a wink. Plus, I’ve got a big gun.”
Alex understood that it took a lot for Olivia to admit defeat in this way and tried to smile.
“Size doesn’t matter, Detective.”
“Only people with little guns say that.” Olivia winked.
Alex stayed in the car while Olivia got out and gathered blankets and jackets and socks from the trunk. When she got back in, Alex was in the backseat. Olivia climbed in beside her and they awkwardly got into the extra clothes before attempting to find a comfortable position to lie in. They finally settled down, Alex sitting between Olivia’s legs and lying back against her while Olivia leaned on the door, the handle sticking painfully into her back
“We are so swapping places at some point.”
Alex didn’t reply.
“Alex?”
“I’m going to ask you a question and you’re not allowed to laugh, OK?”
“Uh…OK.” Olivia hated being told that, already she wanted to laugh.
“Are there…any…things…animals out there that could…hurt us?”
“Animals?” Olivia enquired, lightly.
“Bears, Olivia, are there any fucking bears out there? I’m not the outdoorsy type and I have no idea if there are bears out there. We’re can’t be all that far from Canada.” The lawyer snippily replied, well aware that Olivia was trying not to laugh.
“Well, I don’t think so, but I promise that I’ll protect you from any that do wander down here, Goldilocks.”
“That’s reassuring…because I have to pee again.”
Olivia dropped her forehead down to rest on Alex’s head.
“Well baby, I don’t think you’re going to be able to avoid the great outdoors this time.”
“I am well aware of that. And don’t think I’m too thrilled about it.”
*****
They returned to the car, Olivia doing her best to hide the smirk on her face, Alex to hide the embarrassment reddening her cheeks. Once they were back in and huddled under the blankets, Olivia felt it necessary to break the silence.
“So…you’re really getting a taste of ‘camping’ now, huh.”
“Can we not ever discuss this again? It wasn’t one of my finer moments and I’d rather forget about it if you don’t mind.”
They lay in silence for a while, Olivia tightening her hold on Alex, mostly to keep her from falling off the narrow seat. Again, it was Olivia who felt the need to speak first.
“I was just thinking though, how many ADA’s have I seen run shrieking through the woods with no pants on? I’m pretty sure it’s just the one.”
Alex sat up and turned a murderous glare on Olivia.
“Look, there was a snake, I’m sure of it, something moved by my foot.”
“I never said there wasn’t…just made for a pretty unusual spectacle, that’s all.”
Alex huffed indignantly.
“Unusual? This whole trip has been unusual, Olivia. Never in my life have I had to pack a suitcase that didn’t involve some kind of formal evening wear or a single pair of heels. And I certainly have never had to relieve myself outside. Nor have I had the pleasure of sleeping in the backseat of a car in the wilderness. Believe me, if I didn’t fucking love you so much, I wouldn’t be here!”
Alex froze when she realised what she’d said. Olivia had a similar reaction, but managed to get her vocal chords to work, just to clarify what she’d heard.
“What?”
“Huh?” Alex attempted to play dumb. Olivia didn’t let her away with it.
“What did you just say?”
“I uh…I thought you knew…”
“Well…”
“I mean…I assumed that you felt…about me…” Alex fumbled for the words.
“Oh, I do! Completely.” Olivia reassured her.
Alex dropped her face into her hands and chuckled.
“You know, I didn’t plan for the first time I said that to be in a raised voice or to include the word ‘fucking’. Or to be in the backseat of a car.”
Olivia smiled and pulled Alex back towards her until Alex’s head was resting on her shoulder.
“No? So what did your plans include, if not that?”
“Oh I don’t know. Something traditional? Dinner, candlelight, roses?”
Olivia leaned in and kissed Alex gently on the lips. She pulled back slightly to whisper.
“I think this is much more interesting. Just think of what we can tell the grandkids. ‘Grammy Liv, how did you know that Grammy Lex was the one you were gonna spend the rest of your life with?’ ‘Well, as-yet-unnamed-grandchild, I think it was probably when she told me that she fucking loved me in the backseat of my car after she’d run through the woods naked…good times, good times’”
Alex raised an eyebrow at her.
“Nobody calls me Lex, and nobody will ever call me Lex, let’s get that clear now.”
“Loud and clear, Alexandra.” Olivia’s eyes turned serious. “I really am sorry that our trip turned out this way. I didn’t mean for…”
Alex placed a gentle finger on Olivia’s lips to stop her talking.
“And here I was thinking that this was a set up to get me in the back of your car,” she joked. “Liv, I already told you, the only part of this trip that I care about is that I take it with you. This situation, while not being entirely what I’d envisaged, is fine because I’m here with you. In the morning we can find this cabin and you can show me how you wanted it to be. Until then, I’ll be happy just to be with you. OK?”
She finished her sentence with a kiss. Olivia smiled at the sentiment.
“C’mon, we should try and get some rest at least,” Olivia said, easing back down against the door. Alex lay back down with her, her head on Olivia’s chest.
“Alex?”
“Mmmhmm?”
“I fucking love you too.”
“We’re so romantic.”
“That we are, babe, that we are.”
*****
They watched in silence as the first shards of cold, blue light appeared over the top of far-off hills. Slowly their surroundings turned from vague outlines into recognisable shapes. The light moved surely over the landscape to show off its beauty in a way that the rest of the day could not. Dawn in the wilderness was something to behold.
Alex sat up abruptly and leaned forward, between the two front seats.
“Liv…can you read what it says on that sign?”
Olivia sat up behind her, looking in the same direction and squinting to make out the writing on the distant sign. Her stomach dropped.
“Fuck!”
“Is it…?” Alex didn’t really want to finish her question, fearing she knew the answer already.
“Yes, that’s the place. Fucking fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!!!”
Alex felt that it probably wasn’t the best time to laugh. But she couldn’t help it. It was out of her mouth before she could stop it and very quickly she was crying with laughter. Olivia watched the display, annoyed at first, but the laughter was contagious and before long she joined in, just as heartily.
“So…if we had…driven for another…two minutes…” Alex gasped out, between laughs.
“We woulda been there last night.” Olivia confirmed, wiping her eyes.
Alex wrapped her arms around Olivia’s neck.
“Oh well, that just means that we don’t have to drive far to find it and you have the whole day to show me the wonders of the countryside.”
Olivia grinned.
“You’re not mad that you had to spend the night under the stars?”
Alex shrugged.
“There were…certain revelations that made it worthwhile.”
“I agree completely, the sight of your ass flying past me in those woods will stay with me forever.”
Alex slapped her shoulder lightly.
“C’mon, you. Get into that driver’s seat. Let’s go camping.”
*****
Olivia sighed as she looked at the pile of paperwork sitting waiting for her on her desk. The squad room was its usual, bustling, self. It was almost enough to make her feel like she’d never been away. Elliot approached with two cups of steaming coffee, she accepted one gratefully.
“So, you survived your first weekend away together unscathed, huh?”
Olivia cocked an eyebrow at him.
“Of course, didn’t I tell you we would be fine?”
He nodded.
“You sure did. So…it wasn’t the slightest bit stressful? No unexpected glitches? Screaming arguments over the reading of the map? Nothin’?”
Olivia’s attention was drawn away from Elliot as Alex entered the room. She graced Olivia with a dazzling smile on her way to Cragen’s office. Olivia turned back to Elliot.
“Glitches? Nope. Not a one.”
Elliot sat back in his seat to process that. He whistled.
“Really? Shit, Liv, must be love.”
She smiled and winked at him.
“Yep, I guess it must be.”
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So let's start with the formalities - Love it of course! - and get down to discussing the bits that I really loved...
“Is it a hotel?”
“No.”
“Then it’s camping.” - I heart Alex, I love that she has the Troop Beverly Hills version of roughing it! I consider it camping if I don't have cable, a DVD player and internet access.
I should point out that my current boss (well one of the three - all of whom are able to recognise that I am obsessional and freaken' adorable) reports that on his last vacation, getting a car with GPS saved his marriage - so I think Elliot may well me right about vacations.
Also am still loving Elliot in general you never told me you were vacationing in a Disney movie and Hey! I’m a detective, I’m inquisitive by nature. both made me laugh.
Good. My couch feels way too big when you’re not here.” Like Alex, I thought this was adorable and we all know that I am an expert on the freaken' adorable
The offending limb came alive all at once with painful pin-pricks as blood flooded back into thirsty capillaries. My fav line - total prose love!!!
Is that country music?” Now that, missy, I am not so sure about (I will just have to make sure that my version of Alex loves all the things that I do)
I adored the declarations of fucking love!!!!!!!!!!
The bit that I loved the most is ‘Grammy Liv, how did you know that Grammy Lex was the one you were gonna spend the rest of your life with?’ ‘Well, as-yet-unnamed-grandchild, I think it was probably when she told me that she fucking loved me in the backseat of my car after she’d run through the woods naked…good times, good times’ - For so many reasons but especially the as-yet-unnamed-grandchild bit and the fact that Alex had no problems with the thought that they would be together and have grandchildren - good time, good times indeed!!!!
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I heart Alex, I love that she has the Troop Beverly Hills version of roughing it! - Alex is completely ME in this fic. I have never Mary-Sue'd a character as much as this. I have spoken these sentences and had these arguments. I am not an outdoors person.
getting a car with GPS saved his marriage - Directions and navigation have probably broken up their fair share of relationships. I am not allowed to direct people. People have been known to draw an 'L' and an 'R' on my hands while I'm directing (or driving and being directed). Yes, I'm that bad.
Also am still loving Elliot - Since you said he reminded you of FFM in these fics I have loved him more and more. Now I want to marry him.
My fav line - total prose love!!! - That's probably the only line of prose in the whole fic. But as someone who suffers regularly from pins 'n' needles, I kinda like it myself.
Is that country music?” Now that, missy, I am not so sure about - Actually, this was a conscious decision (and not because she was being me in this fic). Every fic I have read which mentions Alex's musical tastes has her liking Jazz or Classical music. I wanted to go against the norm and also show the world that country fans come in all shapes and sizes. We are not all republican, redneck southerners. People are often very surprised to find out that I am a country fan. So this is why I chose that direction.
I adored the declarations of fucking love!!!!!!!!!! - Well, I knew they were going to have to say it at some point, and I didn't want it to be all soppy (although, Liv does seem to insist on getting soppy from time to time) and we know how I like to embrace 'fuck' :)
the fact that Alex had no problems with the thought that they would be together and have grandchildren - Alex obviously knows that it's me who is writing this fic and therefore there will be a happy ending no matter what. (Loss be damned!!!)
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People have been known to draw an 'L' and an 'R' on my hands while I'm directing (or driving and being directed). Yes, I'm that bad. Oh that is so damn cute!!!! I had a flatmate before FFM, she would technically be my FFFFM, who would try to remember by making the L symbol with her thumb and index finger but then she would flip her hands over and point out that you can make an L with your R hand if you did that and that she didn't know which was which.
Now I want to marry him. I would be down with you marrying him than I could visit you and hang out and discuss grammar with Munch and be best friends with Alex and tell her that she had to get in on with Olivia - all would be good.
Alex is completely ME in this fic. Well in that case I love you both!!!!
I am not an outdoors person. So the Lemmonheads wrote the song about both of us? Cause "I'd love to go away with you on a rock climbing weekend but what if something's on TV and it's never shown again" was totally written about me.
I have read which mentions Alex's musical tastes has her liking Jazz or Classical music. I actually prefer her liking the country to that! but I'd be happier if she was all about pop and musicals :)
we know how I like to embrace 'fuck' - you do love the F word!!!
Alex obviously knows that it's me who is writing this fic and therefore there will be a happy ending no matter what. You do realise that OUR series will occur in cannon don't you????????
That's probably the only line of prose in the whole fic. Well at least it's one very good line of prose!
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I could visit you and hang out and discuss grammar with Munch and be best friends with Alex and tell her that she had to get in on with Olivia - But I would be being best friends with Alex...we would need to share her.
I'd be happier if she was all about pop and musicals :) - And your Alex can be all about pop and musicals. My Alex is a country fan.
You do realise that OUR series will occur in cannon don't you???????? - Really? Like, strictly in canon? All the way?
Kidding, yes I realise that we will be dealing with canon, which I realise means the devastation of 'Loss'. But I can almost handle that, because, traumatising to my poor little brain though it is, it's not like they're breaking up because they want to. It's enforced separation and therefore allows for longing and tragedy. And they still do want to be together. So I can handle that.
I am so tired, and it's almost time for GA: Off the record. So I'll reply to your e-mail tomorrow.
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I think you're the first person to friend me because of my fangirling. Usually people de-friend me because of it ;)