#Alex Cabot x Olivia Benson

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L&O SVU Master List

Alexandra Cabot X Reader

What I'm going to do with you

Its ok not to be

Missing

Leave her alone

Cold sucks

Casey Novak/Alexandra Cabot X Reader

Look what I found

Nightmare

Sickness

Nice to meet you

Bedroom Activities (18+) coming soon

Sleep deprived (Alex & Y/N need sleep)

Not again coming soon

Casey Novak X Reader

Messed with the wrong person

Night time Anxiety

Coffee Dates

Frozen

Migraines

Scary Novak

Casey Novak/Olivia Benson X Reader

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[lesbehonestsstuff]

You know what has always bothered me? The fact that when Olivia finds out Alex is alive, they don’t even get to hug goodbye. I know we’re supposed to be delusional when shipping them, but come on. Even if they were just friends, seeing them both crying and heartbroken for each other, not knowing when they’ll see each other again, is heartbreaking. Especially after Olivia literally held a dying Alex in her arms to stop her from bleeding out. You're telling me she doesn’t immediately hug her? Nah that’s bullshit, and it makes me want to put my head through a wall when I see that episode.

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Alexandra ‘Alex’ Cabot Masterlist

Mommy… Master List

Approach at your own risk… smut =* extra smutty =**

One Shots

Late Night Submission ~Cabenson*

Daddy’s Bunny ~Daddy!Alex Cabot xFem Bunny!Wife!Reader ~Holiday Bingo*

Not Without You ~Casey Novak xFem Wife!Reader (Olivia Benson x Alex Cabot) [MATURE]

You Go Too Fast for Me ~Dom!Rough!Alex Cabot xFem Sub!Lover!Reader*

She’s Been to Hell And Back ~S13!Alex Cabot xFem Wife!Reader(feat. Casey, Rita, Liz, Liv, & Amanda)[MATURE]

My Guardian Angel ~Broken!Rita Calhoun xFem Younger!Investigator!Reader (Liz Donnelly x Alex Cabot) feat. Rafael Barba & Olivia Benson

Taking It From the Best ~Mistress!Narcissa Malfoy x EarlySVU!Alex Cabot xFem Pet!Younger!Reader**

Evidence of Obedience ~Sub!Alex*

Suspension Tension*

Tell Me What You Need ~Inexperienced!Shy!Sub!Alex Cabot xFem Soft!Dom!Reader*

Oh and I take Requests, so hit me up with your ideas 😉 Requests & Prompt-List

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Picture this 01: Cabenson.

The AC is off at the DA office during a New York heat wave.

Obviously Alex decided to show up unannounced at the SU and work from there.

Elliott is out with his kids for the weekend, so she sets up at his desk.

Benson practically panting because Alex is in a summer dress, a little sunburnt.

Olivia roaming round in a lavender vest and sunglasses permanently glued to her head.

Alex utterly regretting not just working from home, every time Olivia leans back to fan herself or guzzle water. Groaning about the heat whilst Alex desperately tries to respond to emails.

Munch and Fin arriving back from a call with boxes of icecream - A truck had broken down in the street, they just happened to know Fin’s cousin and gave them a half melted box.

Alex being almost startled by Olivia’s change in attitude when offered a sweet treat.

The detective quickly opening up a lolly as Munch and Fin head to hand them out around the precinct. (Munch has a crush on someone in pathology.)

Olivia leaning back with her feet on the desk, watching Alex work, enjoying her snack. “You want one? It will make you feel better.”

Alex’s rasing a brow as though in disgust at the idea yet, can’t help her attention constantly drifting back to watch the detective eat. “I’m fine thank you.”

Olivia un wrapping her third ice pop before Alex decides to speak.

“You’ll make yourself sick.”

“It’s flavoured water, I’m sure I’ll be alright.”

“You’re eating them so fast I’m surprised you’ve take note of the flavour.”

“And why is it my eating habits offend you so Cabot? There’s plenty left for you.”

“I said I don’t want one.” Alex fully scoffing and sulking at the brunette, who slides herself forward in her chair to face the blonde.”

Almost whispering as she held the ice pop up between them, a barrier between their faces. “Admit you want a bite Cabot and maybe I’ll share.”

Alex short circuits at the prompt, almost moaning at the prospect. Olivia wagging her brows, smirking, challenging her.

Alex bending down to take the length of the sweet in her mouth, drawing back slowly, catching a glimpse of Olivia having to swallows few times extra.

Smirking at the brunette before suddenly biting the end off the pole, leaning back quickly to happily chew at the ice that now resides in her mouth.

“You’re right detective, I feel better already.” Laughing, folding her arms at the dumb rounded expression that graces Olivia’s face.

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[pmilkshake]

well yes

[trixicbean]

i seriously need a beta to read my cabenson fics because i am too nervous to post them

(i don't need grammar checking just some confidence)

[pien-art]

cabenson drawing :3

[aubvrns]

"Longer Than A Fortnight"

| SVU & Headcanons

Synopsis — Their love languages towards you, and the kind they want to receive.

Note — Olivia Benson, Elliot Stabler, Alexandra Cabot, Casey Novak

(Female centered, but no pronouns used.)

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!!

Olivia Benson

• — Olivia Benson is 100% acts of service.

• — She is the kind of lover that will tie your shoelaces, even if she’s running late.

• — WILL AND I MEAN WILL, do the simplest tasks for you just because she can!

• — "What you do mean you went out to get groceries? Without me?"

• — Her way of saying "I love you." is to comb your hair after you finished showering, and she asks you to sit on her lap as she does. (biting my fists rn)

• — Though, she craves for words of affirmation.

• — She didn’t grow up in a home where she felt appreciated, nor did she ever felt the comfort of her parents.

• — But she knew she loved you when you told her the sweetest sentence ever.

• — "I love you so much that you make me get out of bed to get groceries."

• — Seconds later, you felt arms behind you. Not long enough before your shoulder dampens.

Elliot Stabler

• — This man is so quality time.

• — He knows he has a dangerous job that occupies his time, hours and hours in the precinct.

• — But any chance he gets, he will come home to you.

• — "Pack your bags, we’re going to Italy!"

• — He’s afraid of losing you, or letting you go to the plane’s bathroom because you’re comfortable in his arms.

• — Amidst the turbulence, he enjoys your physical touch.

• — From all the abuse and torment he witnessed, it’s rare for him to feel safe nowadays.

• — That’s why he isn’t afraid to admit that he loves the way you kiss his forehead, trace patterns on his gentle calloused hands, or spooning him when he gets nightmares.

• — "Italy won’t run away, let’s just stay 5 more minutes in bed."

• — More so, your vanilla scented hair was his view of a vacation.

Alexandra Cabot

• — Shoot me when I say this blonde’s love language isn’t giving gifts.

• — Being a lawyer with an amazing conviction rate also means having money, money, money!

• — She enjoys spoiling you, giving you everything you need and want just because she can. She refuses to let you reach for your wallet, at all.

• — "I bought the necklace you stared at earlier!"

• — Besides your lips, Ms. Cabot also tracks your eyes. (i would like to have you for christmas)

• — Staring at you, she never noticed how much she longed for acts of service.

• — Her parents were always away, and she was left alone. Her parents’ money were their way of saying they’re sorry they couldn’t come to her graduation.

• — She was surprised when you called in sick, even though she was the one coughing like there’s no tomorrow.

• — "What do you mean I could’ve bought myself medicine instead of your necklace?"

• — You can’t help but smile as you sat beside her laying body, wiping her warm face with a wet cloth as she explains how much your necklace reminds her of your eyes.

Casey Novak

• — This redheaded loser in a hot body cannot go on a day without physical touch.

• — She was raised as an affectionate child, expressing her love greatly as her parents did.

• — Her auburn hair is as warm as her as you lay between her arms, her face on the crook of your neck as she sleeps soundly.

• — "If only court saw how soft and adorable you are when you sleep, you wouldn’t seem so intimidating." You say, playing with her hair.

• — Smiling lovingly, she unconsciously pulls you closer.

• — Aside from her comfort, she adores your words of affirmation.

• — She was the kid who would wait in her teachers’ approval, hoping that she did good enough for their expectations.

• — Luckily for her, she didn’t have to wait anymore.

• — "You think I look soft and adorable when I sleep? I think I want to kiss you right now."

• — And she did, like the soft and adorable loser she is.

!!

[theartofcollapse]

World’s Worst Detectives - Casey Novak

a/n: i'm taking requests, so feel free to dm me :) summary: you reveal your relationship with Casey to the SVU squad after 5 years. pairing: Casey Novak x female reader warning: none word count: 880

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The morning started like any other, Elliot sipping his too hot coffee, Fin scrolling through his phone, Olivia looking over case files, and Munch complaining about the copy machine. Business as usual, until Y/N walked into the precinct wearing a diamond ring the size of a small planet.

"Nice rock,” Fin said casually, before doing a double take. “Wait... damn, Y/N! What’s that about?”

“Yeah,” Olivia chimed in, narrowing her eyes. “What aren’t you telling us?”

Y/N smirked, leaning against the nearest desk. “What? This old thing?” she said, holding up her hand for dramatic effect.

“Holy crap, are you engaged?” Munch asked, adjusting his glasses like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

“Yep,” Y/N said breezily.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Elliot cut in, setting his coffee down. “Since when are you even dating anyone?”

“Since, like, five years ago,” Y/N said nonchalantly.

The room collectively froze. It was like Y/N had dropped a bomb in the middle of the squad.

“Five years?” Olivia echoed, her voice a mix of shock and betrayal. “You’ve been dating someone for five years and didn’t say a word?”

“We’re just private and don’t bring our personal lives to work,” Y/N replied with a shrug, clearly enjoying their stunned reactions.

“Private?!” Elliot gawked. “You’ve been in a five-year relationship and didn’t think to mention it?”

“Who’s the lucky mystery person?” Fin asked, leaning forward.

Y/N’s grin widened. “Casey.”

“Novak?!”

The room practically erupted at the revelation. And, as if summoned by their collective disbelief, Casey Novak herself walked into the precinct carrying a stack of files. She paused when she saw everyone staring at her like she’d just confessed to a major crime.

“What?” Casey asked, her brow furrowing.

“Oh, nothing,” Munch said, smirking. “We’re just learning that you and Y/N have been secretly dating for five years and are now engaged.”

Casey sighed, glancing at Y/N. “You told them?”

“They noticed the ring,” Y/N said with a shrug. “Kind of hard to miss.”

“Wait,” Olivia cut in, pointing between them. “How did you guys even get together? Like… how did this start?”

“Oh, that’s easy,” Y/N said, shooting Casey a playful grin. “She flirted with me during my deposition prep. Very professional.”

“I did not flirt,” Casey said, rolling her eyes. “I advised you. Thoroughly.”

“Uh-huh,” Y/N teased. “And that ‘thorough advice’ turned into drinks after work, then dinner, then…”

“Please don’t finish that sentence,” Elliot groaned.

“You live together?” Olivia asked, her mouth still slightly open in shock.

“For years,” Y/N replied, looking far too pleased with herself.

“For years?” Fin exclaimed. “How the hell did we miss this?”

“You’re the detectives,” Y/N said, dripping with sarcasm. “How did you not find out?”

Elliot threw up his hands. “I don’t know! You two never acted like… you know… a couple.”

Casey let out a dry laugh. “Are you serious? We’ve been dropping hints for years. You just didn’t notice.”

“What hints?” Olivia challenged, crossing her arms.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Casey said, her voice laced with sarcasm. “The time Y/N brought me lunch to court every single day during that Riker’s assault trial?”

“Or,” Y/N added, “the time we came to the precinct’s Christmas party in matching sweaters and you thought it was a ‘cute coincidence.’”

“Oh my God,” Fin muttered. “The ugly snowman sweaters. How did I miss that?”

“And don’t forget, that time Casey stayed over at my apartment during that snowstorm. Elliot, you called me to ask if she made it home safe, and I said, ‘Yeah, she’s in the kitchen making pancakes.’”

Elliot slapped his forehead. “I thought you were just being a good host!”

Munch adjusted his glasses, a suspicious look crossing his face. “What about that time we caught you two sharing a cab after that fundraiser?”

“We went home together,” Casey said bluntly.

Munch’s jaw dropped. “And I just thought… God, I don’t know what I thought.”

“Clearly, not much,” Y/N teased.

Fin leaned back in his chair, laughing. “Man, we really are slippin’. I can’t believe we didn’t piece this together.”

“Hold up,” Olivia said, narrowing her eyes at Casey. “So, when you storm out of here after Y/N gets assigned to some dangerous op, that’s not just you being a concerned ADA, is it?”

“Nope,” Casey said with a sly smile.

“And the way you glare at anyone who so much as flirts with her?” Fin added.

“Yeah, that’s me marking my territory,” Casey said dryly.

“I feel so betrayed,” Elliot muttered, shaking his head.

“Oh, come on,” Y/N said, laughing. “You didn’t really need to know all this. It’s not like it affects your jobs.”

“We’re detectives,” Olivia said, throwing her hands up. “We’re supposed to notice things like this!”

“Maybe you should take a refresher course,” Casey quipped, earning a round of laughter from everyone except Elliot, who still looked like his world had been turned upside down.

“Well,” Munch said, standing up and grabbing his coat. “Congratulations, I guess. But if you two start making out in the precinct, I’m filing a complaint.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” Y/N said, shooting Casey a wink. “We save that for home.”

“Stop,” Elliot groaned, covering his ears.

Casey smirked, pulling Y/N toward the door. “Come on, babe. Let’s leave them to process.”

As the two of them left, hand in hand, Olivia let out a deep sigh. “I can’t believe we missed this.”

“Maybe next time,” Fin said, still laughing, “we should start paying attention to what’s right under our noses.”

Munch shook his head. “Or maybe we should all just retire while we still have some dignity.”

[cathrrrine]

how the svu characters would react to you pranking them by texting “i miss being single”

Sonny Carisi

Amanda Rollins

Nick Amaro

Casey Novak

Alex Cabot

Rafael Barba

Olivia Benson

Fin Tutuola

Elliot Stabler

[alexandra-cabots]

WIVES WHO CAN'T ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Late Night Submission ~Cabenson

Summary— Olivia and Alex celebrate a successful case with some drinks in Alex’s office. It leads to Olivia on her knees for the other woman…

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Warning: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, semi-public smut, eating out, swearing, praise, implied praise kink, light sub/dom relations, etc.

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“I… shit… Liv—” Alex breathed out heavily, her body layer back in her seat as the brunette cop went to town in between her legs.

Alex’s hand was firmly planted in Olivia’s shirt locks, pushing her impossibly close to her sex. Olivia’s hands held Alex’s skirt scrunched up and her thighs wide open.

Neither one of the women had expected a late night celebratory drink after finishing a case to turn into this… Olivia kneeling in between Alex’s desk and chair, submissively eating out the other woman.

Alex groaned lightly again as Olivia latched her mouth around the woman’s clit, sucking hard. Alex pulled Olivia’s hair even harder, making Olivia moan into the blonde’s cunt.

“F-fuck Olivia I’m close… doing so good Oh god—!” Alex groaned, bring her lip to muffle her volume.

Olivia moans into Alex’s cunt, speeding up and encouraging the other woman to let go. Alex came crashing down her high moments later.

Her orgasms left her panting and a breathless mess. After Olivia had helped Alex effectively over her high, she pulled away and looked up at Alex.

Her eyes shone and sparkled with lust and obedience. And her face was splattered with Alex’s juices. She smiled up at the other woman.

Alex chuckled and pulled Olivia into her lap, kissing her. Olivia happily reciprocated with a happy little hum.

“Good girl…” Alex cooed into the kiss, making Olivia moan into her lips from the praise.

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Cabenovak - ‘Oh me, Oh my.’

‘What if they were farmers?’

Alex runs an equestrian farm > Olivia a cattle ranch < Casey works had a handler for the both of them.

They have been seeing each other for years, Alex and Olivia at the very least the last five whilst living across and working closely together.

Casey joined a little over a year ago, Alex had scooped her up quicker than Olivia could.

Casey starts her mornings with Olivia they start early, switching the cattle between the acres.

The 4 am starts would be murder if Alex didn’t set up breakfast for them to come back to. She didn’t cook but she organised it?

Olivia greets Casey on the porch, adjusting the redheads hat and kissing her gently. Thumbs rubbing lightly at the underside of her eyes.

They’d always steal a moment before the sun after leaving the blonde in bed > though they didn’t always stay together. Casey had a cabin too, though she did frequent her ‘bosses’ home more.

Fin would always interrupt them, yelling from the truck and blaring the horn for them to get going.

Cue Casey and Olivia shitting themselves the 40% of time they’d be getting picked up from Alex’s > terrified to wake the blonde.

Alex Cabot had a very tight schedule > they knew they were lucky to be apart of it.

Her table is always pristine with her home grown food however > Alex Ice Queen > Scary horse bitch, has quite the green thumb.

Munch is 100% a Vet.

Cragan runs the rodeos with Elliott.

Liz is a horse bitch like Alex! (Show jumpers).

Olivia makes the best pies, they’ll often eat those together (she prepared them on the weekends).

Alex sets out fruits, nuts and porridge, Sundays there was bacon. > The blonde was watching their blood pressure.

Alex starts her day slower, she opens with a few calls to sponsors, manufacturers and clients. She’s on the treadmill for 06:00 ready for her first call.

They eat together at 08:45, beaded in sweat yet wrapped in layers of cotton to keep them safe from the sun. Mornings were colder, yet the Texas was not forgiving.

Olivia slaps a kiss on Alex’s cheek as she enters. The blonde sat at the table reading the paper in her dressing gown, freshly showered. The brunette sweeping down to great her. “Mornin Cricket”

Alex leans into the touch, nudging her cheek closer. Olivia laughs to her flesh pecking it again before peppering one to her neck and shoulder for good measure.

“Good Morning my darling.” Alex would whisper back as Olivia drew away walking towards the fridge.

They often ate in Alex’s dining room, especially when the rest of the farm joined them. Yet mornings like this, just the three of them were mostly enjoyed in the brunettes kitchen.

Olivia guzzling orange juice from the carton as Alex crinkles her nose.

Casey comes bounding in now, three dogs reaching in behind her.

The shepherd darting under the table to rest as Alex’s feet, the blonde reaching down to pet ‘Mabel’ with her free hand. Alternating between drinking her tea.

Wobbly pit bull is next excitedly running at Olivia, the brunettes sighing out a laugh as she bends to greet the animal. “Morning Chief.”

The redhead walked up behind the blonde stealing her glasses and leaning across her shoulder to scan the cross sword herself.

Alex turning to peck her lips gently as Casey focused on the paper yet reached to play with the hair at the nape of the blondes neck.

“Thirty down is London.” She’d mumbled out stealing the blondes cup of tea as she walked backwards nearly tripping over the small spaniel that rested against the back of the legs.

Rue was a nervous wreck, she was often attached to Casey somehow.

“Elliott will be here at 11:00 for the horses, can you load the fowls for me? I have to deal with Hector for Amanda, you know how he get going in the trailer.

Alex sighed, Casey bending to kiss her head gently > placing the glasses back on her face. “Of course Honey.”

“Al we have the council lunch at 17:00, don’t forget.” Olivia chimed in taking her seat at the table.

“17:00?” Casey frowns “A little late for ‘lunch”

“It’s just an excuse for the bastards on the committee to drink.” The blonde rolled her eyes, Casey laughing lightly before kissing both women on the lips and departing for her shower.

“Hey.” Olivia would sigh rolling her neck back towards the remaining lover.

“Hi.” Alex would grin as the feeling of Olivia’s nose rubbing against her own.

Olivia slipping off her yard gloves to gently graze the flesh of Alex’s ribs beneath her dressing gown. Kissing the side of her head.

“You best get up there before trouble uses all the hot water.”

“Oh trouble can give me a few more seconds with you, I’m sure.” Liv shrugs pulling the other woman’s chair closer with her foot.

“You know.” Alex starts leaning into the other woman, Mabel’s head perched on her knee as she eats a piece of fruit. “We don’t have hot water problems at my house.”

“Whilst that may be true we’ve discussed this, We like the space, plus Casey isn’t ready to move in.” Alex sulks lightly at that, handing her food up to Olivia’s lips. Wiping the juices that fall with her thumb. “Besides I like the challenge.”

Olivia winks, chewing on the fruits. Bending to kiss the other woman once again before walking after the redhead.

Alex walks the dogs > yes all three, they worship her. Track her every move as she swans about the stables. Chief is not a fan of anyone he doesn’t know approaching her.

Rue often remains in the car, snoozing in the footwell.

Mabel is just happy to be there, she’ll often be seen running along side Olivia when riding in the fields.

Casey and Olivia share the shower, battling for the spray that often ends with Casey pressed against the tiles as Olivia ‘washes’ she hair.

They spilt up after that, each going about their days. Casey working between the two farms and riding round the a little blue gator Alex had insisted on purchasing for her.

‘It’s just convenience isn’t it?’

She had wanted to buy a defender like herself and Olivia’s before the brunette remained her Casey wouldn’t accept it.

Alex works on the horses preparing them for competition and pick up. Casey shows up at 13:00 to load up the fowls > catching Alex in the tack room.

Pushing the blonde against the water troff and greeting her with a kiss.

“How’s my lady doing?” Casey grins at Alex’s flustered state. A single strand of hair falling from the pristine bun. A blush creeping upon her cheeks as liveries try and fail not take notice of them as they work.

“Your lady?” Alex laughed teasingly, wrapping her arms around the other woman’s neck. “Is that what I am? I wasn’t aware I was a kept woman.”

The backs of her thighs dampened by the spilt water. Casey’s hands falling to rest and ‘dry’ the area for her. Hoisting the blonde up on her waist.

“Property of Novak and Benson, I have the signatures to prove it.” Casey jokes tracing the residual hickies left behind the night before.

“I’m not sure that legally binding Bunny.” Alex chided yet lent her neck to the side allowing the attention. Her legs wrapped tightly around the other woman.

“No?” Casey frowns kissing the blondes nose quickly, “Better do something about that soon then. Trevor is at the meeting later.”

The redheads hands grasp at the other woman’s arse harder.

“What’s your grumble with Trevor?” Alex rolls her eyes, tapping Casey’s waist to be let down > they still had work to do.

“I just think he spends an awful lot of time looking at you.”

“You’d prefer people didn’t look at me?” Alex questioned, working at moving some hay bails. Casey pushing her hands away and lifting them into the trailer for her.

“That’s not what I said. I simply don’t appreciate his attitude. He has a thing for you, everyone knows it.”

“While that may be, I’m quite preoccupied” she paused looking the other woman up and down “to allot any time more than necessary to Trevor.”

Alex grabs Casey’s sulking face with her free hand, the other picking up a bucket of feed. Squishing the redheads checks > a little harsher than necessary as she kisses her.

“I’ll see you later hotstuff.” Alex winks before waltzing out of the stable.

Casey sighs, taking a moment to compose herself. Looking down to find Mabel wagging her tail at her.

“Go look after our girl for me would ya?” She asks bending down to kiss the dogs head, ruffling her fur before pointing in the direction of the blonde and ordering the dog towards her.

She watches Alex as she drives away towards one of the back fields.

Olivia is across the yard talking to Stabler > yet another of Casey’s grumbles < she was in for it today.

“Working hard or hardly working Novak?” Elliott greets her, his arm slung across Olivia’s shoulder. They’s worked together for years, Casey knew this. He was married with like a million kids.

She liked Elliott really, he’s much better than Trevor > but yet again, men and their personal space issues.

Casey’s hands clench at her sides watching the two of them.

“Case?” Olivia’s voice breaks her trance, continuing to walk forward. “You alright there?” These an apparent look of concern on her features.

“Yeah sorry, I’m just a little tired.” She faked a yawn for good measure. The other woman humming in suspicion as she turned to close the door of her own trailer.

“Late night Novak?” Elliott joked, tipping his hat as he thread a thick rope through the metal barrier, petting the horses inside.

“You could say that.” Casey mumbled kicking her boot at the gravel, side eyeing Liv’s smirk.

The brunette clearing her throat, adjusting her own hat to shield herself and Casey, kissing her cheek. “Tell me the missus I’ll be home for dinner.”

Casey watches as Liv drives off with Elliott, looking at her watch > she teaches an induction to riding class at 14:30.

Alex loves watching Casey work with the kids, sharing their passion. As though she isn’t the one that carries lollies round in her body warmer for the littles.

“Miss Alex, Miss Alex did you see me jump?”

“I did sweetheart!” Alex would call back waving from her place leaning against her office door > Alex enjoyed keeping spaces close to her girls.

She had an office coming off the arena on her land, claimed an armchair in the conservatory or Olivia’s and a small trailer had been ‘dumped’ beside Casey’s cabin last week.

The blonde waves as Casey beams, cheering the kids on and leading the class.

Alex looks at her watch, making her way round to Hectors stable > he was always a pain in the arse to transport.

Sighing she unhooked the latch, pulling her leather gloves down her wrist with the tip of her teeth.

“Okay pal, time to go.” She soothed turning towards the horse. He was tall, black and hostile > he’d been her father’s.

Before she even had time to react the horse reared up on its hind legs, huffing aggressively.

“Well Good afternoon to you too.” She huffed back standing her ground. The horses behaviour becoming all the more erratic as she attempted to reach out and comfort him.

She looked over her shoulder for Amanda, suddenly regretting having offered her the later lunch.

Chief and Mabel becoming uneasy watching from the other side of the fence. Mabel weaving round in a circle and Chief barking.

“Fuck.” She mumbled, reaching to her left slowly trying to unlatch the gate again. Hushing the dogs gently.

The slam that followed was deafening > Hector bucking into the wall, narrowly missing the blonde. Who rolled around the brick out of the way.

Casey was watching the afternoon sun settle, gently aiding a small girl down from the horse instantly running off towards her mother.

Rue still stretched out in the bed of Alex’s defender, she walks over to rub at her belly.

“Thank you Miss Casey.” She calls whilst clambering into the car.

“You’re Welcome!” Before Mabel appeared and began weaving between her legs, dragging the woman across the yard by her jacket.

“Really you two have no manners, you raised you?” She scolded, only to be cut off by the crippling crack of hoofs slamming on the ground.

“Ace?” Casey called out, Chief stood rigid and barking at a stall door. The redhead couldn’t help the sign of relief that escaped her as she heard the blonde hush the animal. The sudden presence spooking the horse.

There’s a thud, followed by a crack and groan.

Casey couldn’t help but panic at the sound > who the fuck was even in there? Hector wasn’t a horse to be tampered with.

“I’m okay Chief, just hush a moment.” She whispered, a perfectly manicured hand curling around the stall door as she finally escaped the trap,

The blonde grasp as she moved, one hand plastered to the growing pain in her ribs.

“Alex?!” Casey gasped racing up to catch the blonde as she buckled.

“Wait” The blonde demanded raising an arm out to holt the other woman. Her finger slowly rising to cover her lip, gesturing for Casey to stay silent.

Casey stopped in her tacks, confused, concerned as Hector continued to thrash around his enclosure.

Chief settled in front of Alex blocking her from further attack > Hectors hoof had caught the right side of her ribs as she’s attempted to bridle him.

“Alex.” Casey repeated lowly as the other woman stepped back towards the ‘beast’. Its nostrils flared as the blondes hand reached out to touch his snout.

Cooing softly till the creature calmed and nuzzled into her attention.

“Good boy.” Alex praised, her eyes snapping open as the sound of a lead rope locking sounded.

Standing face to face with Casey, who now has the horse under her control. Backing him out of the stall and into his trailer.

Despite the protest the horse eventually obeyed, however kicked and thrashed against the metal walls.

“Amanda?” Casey called, avoiding Alex’s gaze as she glared daggers into the back of her head.

“Yeah Case?” The other blonde appeared a sack of feed slung over her shoulder.

“Could you finish loading I’ve got to steal Ms Cabot a moment.” She reasoned, grasping the blondes wrist and pulling her out of the barn.

Completely missing the bright smile of agreement thrown her way or the lingering gaze Amanda kept upon her.

“What the hell was that?!” Alex huffed ripping her arm out of Casey’s hold as they entered the empty arena. Her ribs jolting uneasily causing her to hunch and cough a little.

“Me? I really don’t think I was the problem back there. Are you trying to get yourself fucking killed?” Casey snapped grasping the blondes face within her hands.

“No. No. You don’t get to undermine me like that. I am your boss Casey, before all else.” She argued tugging her face away from the redhead, holding her ribs.

“How could you let me forget.” Casey mumbled, hurt at the exclusion from her? Partner?

“And in front of Amanda of all people, really Casey?” Alex continued, the furry rolling off her shoulders and despite her injuries Casey had no doubt a right hook would still hurt from her right now.

The last punch she’d seen the blonde thrown had been at the town Christmas party > someone had questioned her ability, sizing it up to her family name > Liv was lucky to have grabbed the bottle before her.

“What’s wrong with Amanda?” Casey argued her own fury and anxieties surfaced as she watched Alex struggle. Her skin flush and damp, brushing the fallen hair from her face.

“What’s wrong with Amanda.” Alex scoffed, pulling off her gloves and throwing them back towards the other woman. “I’m going home for the day, don’t follow me.” The blonde ordered throwing one last menacing glances of her shoulder.

All three dogs followed her off the yard > much to Casey’s dismay. Reaching down to grab the embroidered gloves, ‘A.C’ in blue thread, her thumb running along the material.

She watches as Alex gently bends down to lift Rue into the car, despite her ribs. Casey shouldn’t help be smile at the sight. How Alex cared for each of them.

The blonde turns at the last second, as though knowing Casey was watching her. She scoffs climbing into the vehicle and driving away.

“Alrighty then.” Casey sighed out tapping her foot before getting to work on closing the centre for the evening.

Mucking out stalls and handing out feed until well after 17:30.

She stalls at the gator, the large ring of keys playing between her fingers as she contemplated her next move > the girls would still be out at ‘lunch’. Casey sighed and made her way up to her lesser lived in Cabin.

Casey loved her home, having something of her own. However she was finding herself spending less and less time there. The sheets didn’t feel right, the water tasted different.

When Olivia had arrived back from the rodeo with Elliott, she took the steps up to Alex’s home in twos.

“Lex?!” She shouted out as she opened the side door, ushering the dogs back into the bedroom as the rushed to greet her. “I’m sorry I’m so late love, just let me change and we can go…”

Olivia stopped in her tracks as she entered the bedroom to see Alex half clothed and poking at the side of her ribs, pulling at the fabric of her dress.

“What the hell.”

“Oh hey Baby.” The blonde breathed out still reaching back attempting to zip up her dress, wincing in pain.

Olivia reaching to pull the blonde gently towards her. Firm hands curling beneath her ribs. Assessing the damage.

“Don’t hey baby me, what happened?” Olivia demanded, her hand running soothingly across bruised flesh.

“Hector got spooked.” Alex shrugged kissing Olivia’s gobsmacked lips before turning and indicating the other woman to zip up her dress. “Lovie come on we have to be there in thirty minutes.” Alex pouted checking her watch.

“Like hell we are.” Olivia deadpanned, grasping the blonde wrist to pull her back. Bending at the knee and capturing her bridle style.

“Olivia!” Alex exclaimed, wrapping her arms around the other woman’s neck as she was deposited on the bed between each of the dogs.

Olivia works at unstrapping the blondes shoes. Kissing each ankles as she went, gripping at her calf all be it, harshly as the other woman tired to stop her.

The brunette pulling her body down the bed. Reaching to wiggle the blue stain dress down her body.

Mabel happily snuggling into her ‘mums’ warmth. Rue licking at her knee.

Alex simply huffs allowing herself to be dismantled. Olivia’s dusty form climbing its way to hang over her.

“Bed.” A kiss. “Rest.” Another.

“Yes ma’am” Alex pouts, yet smirks as Olivia’s mouth explores lowers. Softy ‘attending’ to her ribs. Before reaching into the bedside draw to apply ointment for her.

“Ooft.” Alex groans out, the brunettes face a picture as she worriedly glances towards her. “it’s cold.” Alex explains, squirming.

Olivia scoffs, rubbing the flesh in soothing circles > “You big baby.”

“Umm your baby.” Alex pouts.

“Yes our baby.” Olivia encouraged, kissing the other woman’s nose before pulling back to sit at the end of the bed > removing her dirty boots.

Alex reached over to grab a blanket and cover up. It was hand stitched > Casey had made it for them after complaining about Olivia hogging the duvet so much.

“There’s three of us now we need to get creative.” > it was made using old fabrics from round the house, one of Liv’s cadet shirts was in somewhere.

“Hello my Ruekin” Olivia greeted the spaniel as she removed her work coat. Flopping down on the bed beside Alex.

Rue simply continued to press her wet nose against Alex’s knee.

“Delicious right?” Olivia jokes scratching the wide eyed dogs ears > Chief choosing that moment to come racing into the room bouncing onto his owners stomach.

“Oft.” Olivia coughed out, yet playfully tugged at the pitbull, “Atleast someone’s glad to see me.” She groaned as he licked at her face.

Cue heart eyed Alex Cabot, everyone coming home was her first part of the day.

Rolling onto her stomach to escape the attack, her arm reaching out to rest carefully across Alex. Her hand settling in Mabel’s fur, where she lay still snuggled up to the blonde.

Olivia sighed heavily, her bones sore from the long day > secretly glad of the excuse to skip out on ‘lunch’. < Alex reaching to gently play with her hair, scratching at her scalp.

“Okay there Lovie?”

Olivia hummed, “So tired, the herd were difficult today. Speaking of which where’s Cass?”

Alex froze her motions, suddenly struck with the realisation of what she had said before returning home > ‘don’t follow me’ < of course Casey always had to take things so literally!

Shooting up out of bed, ignoring the shooting pains in her ribs Alex grabbed the first clothes she reached > which just so happened to be Olivia’s dirty, oversized, cattle coat.

Coving just enough of her thigh that you couldn’t see her underwear.

“Alex?” Oliva questioned, sitting up a little dazed at the blondes sudden movement.

“I fucked up.” Alex merely stated, shoving her feet into an old pair of wellies.

“Fucked up how?” Olivia asked following the racing blonde out to the cars in little more than her T-shirt, boxers and socks. Unhooking an ornate shawl Casey liked to swan around in from beside the door.

“I told her not to follow me.” Olivia frowned, still confused as she climbed into the car beside her frantic lover. Alex’s hands struggling to put in the keys.

The brunette reached over and did so for her, grasping the blondes hand for a moment.

“Oh Cricket.” She breathed out her voice still husky form the day. “Princess please, slow down a second.”

“Casey.” Alex mumbled out before she burst into tears. “I told her not to come home and she actually listened to me?!”

Olivia sighed kissing the blondes fist, “It will be okay, it was just a fight.”

“Me and Casey don’t fight.” Alex argued, yet started driving the few miles towards the cabin. To hell with what they were wearing, they owned the land anyways.

“Oh?” The brunette smirked, trying to keep things light hearted, “since when?”

Alex rolled her eyes, “me and you fight.” She insisted, “Casey is a good girl, usually.”

“What does that make me?” Olivia questioned as they pulled in-front of the Cabin > A familiar redhead sat at the foot of the steps.

“A pain in my arse.” Alex deadpanned kissing the brunette quickly before bounding out of the car and towards the redhead.

“Casey.” She panted, reaching down to grasp her knees then her ribs > having almost forgotten about her injury.

“Alex?” Casey looked up startled by the sudden presence. Especially as Olivia joined them both just as equally as undressed as the other. “Liv?”

“I’m so sorry.” Alex breathed to, stepping towards the other woman and grasping her face. Peppering her flesh with kisses. “I didn’t mean it, I always want you to come home to me.”

Casey shuddered at the contact, pressing her tongue against the roof of her mouth in an attempt to fight the tears that suddenly gripped her.

“You mean it?” She asked she arms wrapping round to grasp the blonde. Bunching into the ‘borrowed coat’

“Always” Alex promised as she pulled back, kissing the redhead for good measure.

Olivia slowly sitting down beside the redhead, pulling her into her embrace as her sobbing eased, “we want you with us no matter what honey, regardless what what one of us might have said in the moment.”

“Allie got hurt because of me.” Casey mumbled, the brunette tutting as she wiped the tears from her lovers face.

“It wasn’t your fault baby.” Alex promised leaning over to kiss at Casey’s head, stoking a hand through her hair.

“These things happen.” Olivia added her hand curling round the back of Alex’s exposed thigh, her thumb rubbing soothingly. “Occupational hazard.”

Bullshit corner:

Holy shit you got this far?

Fuck dude are you okay?

Clearly I ain’t, half of these are about the damn dogs??

I’ve repeated myself somewhere I swear? This is long enough to be a fic, I’m actually so sorry!

It’s disgustingly long > fuck I’ve got to stop looking at it or I won’t post.

Can you tell I hate my job and needed a distraction?

Watch me popularise the bullet point fic > joking I ain’t that cool.

Okay… shutting up… now!

Oh yeah this ain’t proofread 🫠

[lxndrlvr]

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Let's get you home, detective.

Note: mentions of alcohol, getting drunk, confrontations, slow burn but not really?, angst if you squint, tension, sapphic stuff ykwim, jealousy.(!!??), misunderstandings.

Pairings: Alexandra Cabot × detective reader

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“You are under arrest for the rape of Kendall MacKenzie, you have the right to remain silent and to refuse any questions. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you....”

“Great job out there, you've really outdone yourself for a rookie.” well that was something you didn't expect, especially coming from the captain himself. Even the others praised you, and it made your stomach feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside. Being a rookie meant that you were prone to criticism, which meant that everything you did was monitored. Especially your job now in the Special Victims Unit police department (SVU) was no joke. It takes a lot to have the guts to work in there, good thing for you, you were not one to back out so easily.

As of now, you've already tracked down the suspect after days of trying to pin which one of them raped the poor girl. You were alongside munch and tutuola, which meant that you were always in between their daily banter and side comments. It was amusing, really. But most days, you prefer working alongside elliot and olivia. But that also meant feeling like you were third wheeling, which made you feel like you didn't belong anywhere. Still, that didn't stop you from tracking them all down alongside them. You were adjusting quite well, surprisingly you still haven't vomited from extreme nausea and punched someone in the face for being a straight up asshole.

...

Busy monday, tons of evidences yet still not enough to send that man to court. Everyone was getting frustrated, especially you. You were so focused on going over your papers over and over again, trying to see if you missed something small that can potentially help you make sense of it all that you didn't even realize someone was standing behind your back, talking to detective benson and stabler. You jumped from your chair, immediately flipping through the pages as you ran to olivia's side, pointing at every possible thing they missed during the investigation. Explaining in great detail on how you connected every clues and minor details, leading to you rummaging through your desk for more information. It was all finally adding up, you were so close.

“That's a good observation you have there” she paused, “I'm afraid we haven't met yet. I'm Alex Cabot, a pleasure to meet you.” introducing herself, she extended her hands to shake yours. While you were in a daze, just staring at her like a lovestruck fool, causing you to stammer. The papers and your pen falling on the floor from nervousness as you mentally cursed yourself as you picked up your things from the floor. Alex also crouched down, helping you as you introduced yourself, still stuttering. Olivia side eyed you, asking what was that all about when Alex was whisked away by Elliot and Cragen for a talk.

“No, I should be the one asking. What was that? That's Alex?” you asked in disbelief, you've only heard whispers about the ADA but you've never met her in person, that was, until today. Olivia has never seen you act this way, that's when it finally clicked.

“Please don't tell me you like Cabot.”

“I mean-” she cut you off “I'm not hearing you out, kid.”

“Oh come on!”

“You cannot be serious—”

“Oh you're one to talk” you interrupted, then gulped when she gave you a disapproving look. You felt like you were walking on thin ice, so you dropped it.

...

You're in awe while watching Alex in action, feeling massively intimidated by the older woman. Her voice alone, sent shivers down your spine while you paid attention intently on how she delivered the case.

“The defendant was charged with heinous crimes, the murder victim was seven weeks pregnant.”

“Objection!” a loud bang echoed in the court room, making you slightly wince.

“That was a nice try, counselor. Don't do it again.”

“My apologies.” alex replied sheepishly

...

Months have passed and still, you haven't made your move yet with her. Many have tried pursuading you but you've always avoided Alex like the plague. Something about that woman was making you stammer all over your words, so you decided it was best to keep your distance. But the latter seemed to take that you just generally disliked her, enough to keep your distance and put a wall in between you both before you even got too close. Of course at first alex went out of her way to befriend you, but realizing that no matter what she does, you would always end up avoiding her. She tried asking what was wrong, but you gave her no straight answers. Elliot watched as you fumbled over alex, he and olivia knew better than anyone, and by that I mean they know that you liked alex. It was painful to watch, to say the least. The amount of headache you've put them through, stressing them out just because you're too much of a coward to confess.

“Why do I do this? I always mess up, now she thinks I don't want to be her friend.” you pouted as you took a sip of your drink, it was a long exhausting day from work as usual. It was stabler's treat, just you and him. You reminded him so much of his daughter, and you needed a friend. Only, you suck at making friends so you just whisk off any parental figure you see to rant your heart out over some woman that you can't seem to get out of your mind.

“I really don't understand how you expect anything to happen when you ignore her” he started, then shook his head in a disapproving manner when you started to sniffle quietly.

“I'm scared, okay?” you tried to reason out

“Kid, you've handled crimes harder than this. Confrontation with cabot surely wouldn't kill you.” he said, taking a sip of his beer.

“But what if I mess up?” you said weakly, your eyes glassy from crying.

“You won't.”

...

You really didn't have any choice, not even a week later and you're whisked off to interrogate a suspect alongside cabot. Cragen specifically tasked you to stay by her side and when you tried to protest, that's when he changed his mind about letting olivia and elliot come with you. So now you're stuck with Alex, and you didn't know what to do other than fumble over the hem of your sweater. It was awkward at first, neither one of you spoke to one another, that was until Alex initiated first. You really didn't want to be rude so you tried to talk and keep your composure intact for your sake. It was by far the longest conversation you've had with her, and since then, you both went out of your ways to make small talks whenever you can.

The squad seemed impressed with the progress you had, and you were also quite proud of yourself for not being as nervous and cowardice before. That was, until you saw Alex with a man at a restaurant, where you were invited by your college close friend for dinner to catch up. The whole evening, you could barely focus on your conversation with your friend, you were practically fuming at this point. The way he held her hands, the sound of alex's laugh and her smile. It looked more genuine than when she was with you. And that hurt you deeply, and your friend seemed to notice the change in your demeanor so your dinner was cut shortly when he offered to take you out to get some ice cream. You agreed and you both exited the restaurant once he paid for everything.

Alex watched as you exited the restaurant with a man, holding you by your waist and guiding you out. Her heart felt heavy at the sight, almost forgetting that she was on a date with a guy. Now it felt so wrong to entertain him, alex felt sorry for using the guy, but she can't seriously let herself fall for the younger detective.

...

There it was again, and everyone seemed to notice it. Another growing tension between alex and the stubborn young detective, just when everyone thought things were going well, they were now back to avoiding each other like the plague. Olivia tried talking you through it, but you shut her out. It was a jerk move, yes, but olivia understood where you were coming from. So she dropped it, knowing that it was best to leave you to it. After all, you insisted that you're old enough to handle this.

But it also greatly affected your performance at work, you've grown more impatient than ever and whenever someone pokes you too much, you explode and storm out of there. You can barely focus anymore, but you're trying your best to maintain everything in control. It was painful to watch you go through this, benson, stabler, munch, tutuola and cragen. It didn't take long enough for them to figure out why you were acting this way. You're not even surprised anymore when you got called up in cragen's office by the end of the day.

“What's with you, detective.” he started off while you looked at the ground, feeling guilty for how you've been acting lately.

“I'm sorry..” your voice cracked, choosing not to answer his question. Apologizing instead, after all, it was your fault for letting your feelings consume you whole.

“Look kid, I understand that you might be going through something serious, but what's happening? It has to be something big that you're letting it get to you.” you couldn't answer him, it sounded too childish to admit why you acted this way.

“It won't happen again, sir.” you closed your eyes, feeling like you're getting scolded by your father for misbehaving.

“I'm not mad, if there's anything you need, don't hesitate to come to me. Take care of yourself kiddo. You're free to go.” you silently thanked him as you exited the room, bumping into someone.

“Oh I am so sorry—” you began, only to cut your sentence short when you realize it was alex, standing close to you. You cleared your throat, as stepped away. She didn't even spare a single glance at you as she entered cragen's office.

...

Alex wouldn't mind falling in love with you, if it didn't mean being in love with a girl.

You wouldn't mind falling in love with a girl, if it didn't mean falling in love with alex.

...

You visited Alex's office, alongside munch and tutuola to discuss something. You barely spoke a whisper, not even a sound came out of you, when asked, you would just nod or reply non verbally. The amount of times you caught alex's intense gaze at you, was more than you could count. Or at least her eyes never left yours the minute you stepped foot inside her office. When it was time to head out, you were the first one to leave but was stopped when munch told you to stay back. They'll just get something and will be back in at least 15 minutes, you were about to protest but they didn't give you a chance, they were already out. You stood in the corner, refusing to acknowledge Alex's presence. Her telephone rang, as she got up and approached to answer it.

“Alexandra Cabot” she answered, then her face lit up when she recognized the voice, belonging to her guy friend. It wasn't your intention to eavesdrop, but alex seemed excited talking to him. The sight alone was enough to pierce your heart, lucky for you, munch came back just in time to pick you up.

...

“You didn't tell me she was invited too.” you mumbled, gulping as you watched Alex from afar, talking to cragen about something. You scoffed when you heard elliot chuckle, having the urge to elbow his face for finding this amusing.

“Does that bother you?”

“You know damn well it does.” you murmured, drinking your cheap beer.

“Snappy.”

...

You were now left alone in the bar, while the others chatted in the corner. A guy approached you, while Alex watched from a distance. She overheard you refusing the man's offer to buy you a drink, standing up from your stool as you tried to wobble away from the man. You were evidently drunk, but the stranger was persistent. Before he could even grab you, someone already did, holding your waist protectively as they put themselves in between you and the man harassing you.

“Get out of my way, woman—” he tried to snatch you away when alex slapped his hand away and kept you close to her.

“I suggest you get out of my face before I put you behind bars.” alex calmly stated, holding you close as you rested your head on her neck, mumbling something incoherent.

“And who are you to tell me what to do, you little—”

“Her girlfriend, now if you may excuse me, don't ever come near her ever again.” she snapped at him before pulling you gently away from the bar, going straight to your colleagues as she offered to take you home.

You protested incoherently, you were talking nonsense at this point as you tried to identify who was this woman holding you close.

“Who are you?” hiccup.

“It's alex” she gently murmured against your ear as she led you out of that place.

“My alex or other alex?” she laughed at that, shaking her head as you addressed her as 'your alex'. Or is it her?

“Well how many alex do you know?” amused, she asked the younger detective.

“Only you” you shrugged.

“Let's get you home, detective.”

...

Fortunately, you were sober enough to inform her your address. Which led her to driving you to a dark and dirty alley, which looked very unsuitable for any woman to walk on, it was so dark that she doesn't know how you manage to go home safely in this alleyway. Once you arrived, alex saw a few gang members outside the building, as she immediately turned her car back around and drove to her house instead.

“Absolutely not.” alex muttered under her breath, there was no way in hell was she going to let you stay in your apartment knowing that those men were lurking outside the building, not to mention at an ungodly hour considering it was 1 am.

“Hey, this is not the way to my apartment.” you sulked, as alex rolled her eyes. Of course it wasn't, she was not going to let you step foot inside that building after what she saw.

“I know, we're heading back to my place.” good thing alex stayed sober.

“At least take me out to dinner first, miss cabot.” you scoffed, not noticing how alex blushed from your absentminded words. Still, she didn't comment on it.

...

You can't really recall what happened, but you somehow found yourself in Alex's guest bedroom, in her pajamas, wrapped under her blankets, inside her own home. You walked down the stairs, only to find alex with her hair up in an apron, cooking breakfast. She glanced up, her pair of blue eyes, staring directly at you as she smiled softly.

“Good morning, how do you feel?” she asked as she opened one of her cabinets and grabbed painkillers for you to drink, as you slowly approached her in the kitchen, sitting on one of the stools.

“Like I just got hit by a thousand bus.” you managed to croak out, good thing you brushed your teeth using the spare toothbrush she left for you upstairs. She chuckled at your antics, placing the painkillers in front of you, as well as a glass of water.

“That's what you get for drinking too much” alex said in amusement as she watched as you drank the pills, groaning at your headache. Plating your food, she sat next to you, turning your head to face her.

“Can you eat?” she asked, her voice gentle as she cupped your cheeks. You nodded, accepting the plate of food from her.

...

After eating, you're both silently looking at each other. The plates long forgotten on the table, her blue eyes scanning over your facial features, wondering how could someone be as angelic as the younger detective in front of her.

“Why do you hate me?” that question caught you off guard, your eyes widening. Her voice sounded weak and defeated, almost as if she was in pain, the thought alone, sent shivers down your spine.

“What? I don't hate you, alex. Who told you that?”

“No one did, it's just that..” she paused, then sighed. “Why are you avoiding me? Have I done something wrong?” she asked.

“No, you didn't do anything wrong.”

“Then why are you avoiding me? Why do you always run away from me? I can't understand you, one moment we're okay, and then the next second I get too close, you run away from me!” she snapped.

“Alex-”

“Why are you treating me like this?” her voice cracked, her eyes slowly becoming glassy.

You gulped, not knowing what to say. For as long as you can remember, you've always thought that alex couldn't care less if you ignored her, that it didn't hurt her one bit, but seeing her like this. It felt like a stab to your heart.

“That day at the restaurant, I saw you with a guy.” taking a deep breath, you paused. Then continued. “It broke my heart, alex. I saw the way he held your hands and how he made you laugh, I wanted it to be me.” you sniffled.

“I always thought I was out of your league” you let out a dry chuckle. “Is it selfish of me to admit that I'm jealous? Why couldn't it have been me? But then I figured, maybe you didn't like me that way so I distanced myself. Do you know how hard it was to watch your smile? Knowing that another man is making you happy, while I stepped back because I'm too much of a coward to admit that I have fallen for you. Can you believe it alex?” choking on a sob, you tried to contain your emotions as you wiped away your tears.

“I'm not a very religious person, but God, I dropped to my knees and prayed. I asked him why he was doing this to me and why does love come easy for other people, but when it comes to me, it felt like sin. I can feel my skin burning with every cry that I let out, this guilt is eating me inside and I don't know how to feel about it.”

“I like you, alex. No, I love you. And that's what hurts the most, because—” before she could finish her sentence, alex kissed her. Effectively shutting her up, her tears coming to abrupt, the kiss almost desperate as you closed your eyes and kissed back.

Pulling away felt like such a crime, but you had to eventually. Resting against each other's forehead as you both tried to catch your breath after kissing so intensely. Then alex chuckled, trapping you in her arms as she pressed a soft, tender kiss on your cheeks.

“Idiot, I love you more.”

[calex-in-subtext]

Olivia: Im obsessed with your top, alex.

*Alex pulling casey to her side protectively*

Alex: She has a name you know!