Title: Undercover Discovery
Author: Lauren
Email: svu_chicky@hotmail.com
Fandom: Law and Order: SVU
Pairing: Olivia Benson/Alex Cabot
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 3497
Disclaimers: I dont own them, never said i did.
Further Disclaimer: This would never actually happen, an ADA is not qualified to go undercover, it is purely a figment of my imagination!
UNDERCOVER DISCOVERY
By Lauren
==Alex==
'I don't know why I agreed, once again I have been sucked into one of Cragen's unorthodox plans to catch yet another killer and make the streets a safer place. This wasn't in my job description when I was appointed to the SVU, definitely not something that an up and coming District Attorney should be involved with. Not to mention my bosses, when they find out about this, what will they say? God, I can imagine, being suspended...I hope Cragen can give them a decent enough excuse. Why do I let myself do this...oh wait, I remember, its the gorgeous brunette sitting beside me. She has some uncanny power over my emotions. by using a simple touch, I am like putty in her hand. Its ironic that we would end up here of all places, with my feeling towards her and all...god, I'm in a gay bar with the woman I have fancied since we met.' My thoughts become too much for me, so I take a sip of my coke that is sitting in front of me.
"Alex," Olivia whispers into my ear, "Cragen said we need to be more affectionate towards each other to come off as believable." I nod, smile widely and take her warm hand in mine. 'God, if only this were real' I think.
"So...what are our plans for this weekend? I feel like doing something special." I ask casually. Both her hands clasp over mine and she looks deep into my eyes. 'Shit, if she keeps looking at me like that I think I'm going to overheat. Her eyes are so beautiful.'
"Of course we're doing something special. Its our two year anniversary! You forgot didn't you?" She replied.
"Oh, I'm so silly sometimes. I guess its the blonde." I point at my hair, and from the amusement on her face I can tell that she knows how much I despise stereotyping myself. The song changes in the background, its one of my favourites...so I have to dance. "Come and dance, this has got to be one of my all time favourite songs." Olivia nods, from the look on her face, I assume she is trying to work out the song and artist...but then, who knows...she just might not like dancing.
We step out onto the dance floor, and I draw Olivia close...almost grinding against her. I can tell she isn't much of a dancer, but at least she's trying, God...I never thought I would dance like this in public...god, what if Nora saw me...id lose all the respect I have gained from her! I take in the words of the song, thinking how true some are, and how true I wish some could be.
"I'm stressed but your freestyle," This line is so true...I guess it reflects my working habits, and I dot think I have ever seen Olivia stressed at all.
"I'm over worked but I'm under sexed," Relates perfectly to my life...and the current feeling I am having at the moment.
"You must be made of concrete..." God, she must be, I dot know how she can work in this field without being affected.
"I sign my name across your chest." Well, I'd totally love to do that...and that low cut top...mmm 'get a grip Cabot! We are undercover, its not real' I try to tell myself. But her warm hands cupping my backside is making it hard to think rationally. My eyes linger on her full lips, lips that are begging to be kissed. The rhythm of the song slows as it reaches the bridge.
"You should be sleeping, my love. Tell me what your dreaming of."
Olivia's previous comment echo's through my head. "...we need to be more affectionate towards each other to come off as believable." I lean in scraping her lips with mine, placing a chaste kiss on them, pulling back to see her reaction. She looks momentarily shocked, but leans back in. She kisses me tenderly...her lips are so soft I think I'm going to lose myself to them. 'Oh my god, her tongue is in my mouth...she's kissing me...really kissing me!' I respond eagerly, moving my hands up to push her head closer to me. The song has finished, but I'm not ready to leave. She pulls back.
"I never knew you were a Garbage fan Cabot." Her voice barely audible.
"There are many things you don't know about me detective." I whisper back. The next songs pace is slower...I have heard it somewhere before. The image of my niece pops into my head; I smile. 'Ah, its one of Lauren's favourite bands.' I press myself closer to Olivia, as the words begin to flow...
"Something fearless in your eyes,
Something careless about your smile,
Something fragile about the way you hold your breath.
When you move, you move right through me."
Staring into this wonderful woman's eyes, I'm drawn into another kiss...how can I resist.
"Fingertips so gently on my skin,
I'm underwater, I feel the flood begin,
Fingertips so gently on my skin,
You take me over and over again."
Her mouth on mine evokes so many feelings my body had previously forgotten. The sensation of her whole body pressed against mine make me suddenly realise how tight my jeans are, and how much I ache to touch her skin. She's only acting, I have to remember it...but its hard when our tongues are dancing to the rhythm of the song. I pull away, resting my head on her shoulder, I have to keep reminding myself I'm here to bait a rape murderer. It really pisses me off that they never told me the details of the case, I guess they didn't want to scare me out of it. As the song draws to an end, Olivia walks me back, hand in hand, to the bar. Olivia's cell phone rings.
"Hello...Oh, hi Tania." She winks at me, I know its Cragen...Tania is his code name. She puts her hand over the receiver and mouths that she is going to take it outside. I nod and turn towards the bar keep, who is looking at me in a strange way.
"Uh, I'll have another coke thanks, make it two." He nods and grabs to glasses. Two women approach. They are quite good looking, and they sit beside me.
"Hi, I'm Abby, and this is Randi." I smile and nod.
"Nice to meet you. I'm..." I have to think of another name, once again my niece pops into my head. "Lauren, and my friend..." I glance at the door to see her returning. "My friend is Victoria."
"You two looked so sweet together, you really have some chemistry. How long have you been together?"
"About two years," Olivia butts in, "I'm Victoria, and you are?" They begin to recite their names again. I sit back and watch their conversation for a while, putting in when I can. I'm sure that the microphone I'm wearing has picked up everything, and that Cragen has been delivering information to Olivia via her ear piece because sometimes she takes a while to reply.
"Would you two like to come back to our place for some coffees?" I notice a change in Olivia's posture...she has become more tense. She looks into my eyes, I can tell what she is thinking...its them, they match the sketches, and there was always two of them. I feel nervous but try not to show it.
"Sure...what's your address, we can meet you there. Lauren and I drove here, we aren't big drinkers." Abby spouts off the address and stands to leave. Her and Randi walk out, we follow them out and step into the car. Olivia's cell rings again.
"Benson. Yep, its them... I know it is. Just park outside their apartment and I will give you the signal." She shuts her phone. "You okay?" She asks. I nod.
"Yeah, I'm just a little nervous now that I know its them." Catching me off guard she hugs me.
"Its okay, we have them now...ill keep you safe." Before I can savour the embrace she has started the car.
***
The journey to the house is a very quiet and awkward one. The silence between us almost hurts. 'Shit, we are never going to be able to be friends after tonight.' I sigh out loud. Olivia turns her face to me and grasps my hand as we pull into the driveway.
"Just remember, avoid being alone with them...and if you find yourself in trouble just scream, and Cragen, Munch, Fin and Elliot will bust open the door." I nod, captivated by the calmness of the woman and the warmth of her hand in mine. We step out of the car and walk to the door. Olivia looks at me reassuringly, but it does nothing to calm my nerves. She presses the intercom and they buzz us in. They greet us at the door.
"Oh my god, you guys have to see this new painting we just got delivered. Its absolutely magical, its right down the hall." Olivia smiled warmly at them. Her hand still in mine we follow the women down towards what seems to be a bedroom. The room is dark and the make us walk in first. They flick the switch, and the floor is covered with blood, and a large array of sex toys are laying in a pool of blood on the bed. The last thing I remember doing is screaming, because I pass out.
I open my eyes and find myself looking into a captivating dark pair. It occurs to me my feet are not on the ground, but I am moving somehow. I feel the softness of a bed beneath me as Olivia gently puts me down. A flood of memories comes back to me, the blood... I begin to cry. I feel so stupid and defenceless. Olivia hugs me close to her, whispering small comforts into my ear.
"I'm so sorry Cragen talked you into this. I knew it wasn't a good idea." Olivia said. I wipe the tears from my eyes, and Olivia kisses my forehead lightly. I look into her eyes...for a moment, and lean forward brushing her lips with mine. She responds by cupping my cheeks and pulling me closer to her. Soon our tongues meet and dance as they did earlier this night. I move away to allow myself to breathe.
"God, how I have longed for that. I thought you were only acting tonight, and I was surprised when you kissed me back earlier." I kiss her gently again.
"Like I said Detective, there is a lot you don't know about me."
***
==Olivia==
'God, I feel so bad. We have abused Alex so much, made her take the blame for so much. Now this. Of all people to hurt like this, she is the only person I have ever felt so strongly attracted to. Look at her, she is way out of my league. She's from the opposite side of town, and the stain of old money is so obvious! People like that don't think about people like me. Okay, I'm getting distracted. I have to think about the case.' A voice in my head screams out.
"God, you have to show her affection if you want to look believable." Wait, that's not in my head, that's from my earpiece. Shit, I forgot about Cragen. I look over to Alex, she looks so distracted. I lean close to her, the smell of her hair is amazing.
"Alex," I whisper. Cragen said we need to be more affectionate towards each other to come off as believable." She nods and takes my hand into hers. 'Oh my, her hands are so cold!'
So...what are our plans for this weekend? I feel like doing something special." She asks me, casually. I look into her deep blue eyes, and feel like I'm going to fall into them.
"Of course we're doing something special. Its our two year anniversary! You forgot didn't you?" I reply.
"Oh, I'm so silly sometimes. I guess its the blonde." She points at her hair. I try not to fall off the chair in hysterics at the totally uncharacteristic comment she made. From the look on her face, I don't think she enjoyed saying it. A new song begins in the background. I recognise the tune...but I cant pick it. "Come and dance, this has got to be one of my all time favourite songs." Alex suggested. I groan inwardly, I hate dancing. I have the about the rhythm of a worm.
She draws me out onto the dance floor, begins dancing in a style that I never would have picked her to do. She's grinding against my legs, and pulling me close. I try to work out the song from the lyrics.
"I'm stressed but your freestyle,"Hmmm, it cant be No Doubt.
"I'm over worked but I'm under sexed," I cant believe Alex listens to this type of music.
"You must be made of concrete..." Nope, still cant pick it.
"I sign my name across your chest." Oh, I know who it is. Garbage, I still cant believe she listens to Garbage. During the dancing somehow my hands have managed to slip down to Alex's backside, and I am enjoying the feeling of her pushed against me like this. Her gorgeous eyes are looking at something on my face. 'Shit, I hope I don't have anything on my face.' The song slows.
"You should be sleeping, my love. Tell me what your dreaming of."
Before I can think she has leaned in, placing a soft kiss on my lips. She pulls away, searching my eyes, it seems. I can think of nothing else but feeling her lips on mine again, so I lean in, kissing her back. I forget where I am and my tongue slips in her mouth, it is only when hers greets mine that I realised what I did. The song ends and I pull away.
"I never knew you were a Garbage fan Cabot." I couldn't help myself.
"There are many things you dot know about me detective." She replies. Well, she is right.
I hardly know her. The new song that has started sounds like nothing I have ever heard.
Alex obviously recognises it, so I make a mental note to ask her what it is later. She hugs
closer to me, as the words begin to flow...
"Something fearless in your eyes,
Something careless about your smile,
Something fragile about the way you hold your breath.
When you move, you move right through me."
This song is so sweet, it matches the eyes that are staring into mine. I cant help but lean in to kiss her again.
"Fingertips so gently on my skin,
I'm underwater, I feel the flood begin,
Fingertips so gently on my skin,
You take me over and over again."
Our tongues are dancing in time with the song, after a minute she pulls away, resting her head on my shoulder. I take this moment to glance around the room. Several couples are staring at us in awe, and others are simply ignoring us. There are no suspicious looking people...but then in my line of work, you never can tell with appearances. The song ends and we walk hand in hand back to the bar. 'This is so sweet, if only I was real.' My phone interrupts my thoughts. I flip it open.
"Hello."
"Its Cragen, go somewhere you can talk."
"Oh, hi Tania." I wink at Alex and mouth to her I'm going outside to take the call. I turned and walked outside, putting the phone back up to my ear. "What can I do for you Captain."
"Are you making any progress?"
"Well," I feel like saying yes, because I think I have been, but not in the same way he might think. "no, not really. no one has approached us yet. Are you sure we are at the right bar?"
"Wait on a second, Alex is talking to someone." I wait patiently for Cragen to asses the situation. "Olivia, get back in there. The women talking to Alex match the descriptions that other witnesses have seen." I shut the phone and walk back in. Overhearing the name Alex has given herself and me I try to get into the conversation.
"About two years, I'm Victoria, and you are?" They go through their names again, and I begin a conversation about random things. Every so often Cragen gives me a question to ask, In a way I'm so glad he is here...I'm not to much of a conversationalist when it comes to strangers. I glance at Alex, who it seems is just sitting back taking in the words, occasionally putting her two cents in.
"Would you two like to come back to our place for some coffees?" I instantly know they are the perps. I have this feeling in my bones, and it chills me. Alex must have noticed because she looks a little nervous, not like her usual self.
"Sure...what's your address, we can meet you there. Lauren and I drove here, we aren't big drinkers." I say. Abby spouts off her address and turns to leave. We follow them out, somewhat slower, making our way to the car. My cell phone rings.
"Benson"
"What are you thinking, is it them?"
"Yep, its them."
"Its going to be dangerous. Make sure Alex is okay with it."
"I know it is. Just park outside the apartment and I will give you the signal." I shut my phone, looking over to Alex. "You okay?" Alex nods, but she still looks a little nervous.
"Yeah, I'm just a little nervous now that I know its them." She looks over to me, and I can't resist. I wrap my arms around her to comfort her, but only long enough for it to be appropriate. I turn back to the wheel and start up the car.
***
The journey to the house is silent, it gives me time to rethink everything that has happened tonight. I grab her hand as we pull into the driveway.
"Just remember, avoid being alone with them...and if you find yourself in trouble just scream, or something similar and Cragen, Munch, Fin and Elliot will bust open the door." She nods, but looks to me as if she is in a world of her own. As we step out, I try to reassure her with a little smile. It actually seems to calm her a little. I press the intercom and they buzz us in. They greet us at the door.
"Oh my god, you guys have to see this new painting we just got delivered. Its absolutely magical, its right down the hall." Recalling one of the previous conversations with the women, they seemed to be captivated by collecting art, so I smile, and follow them towards the room. Probably a bedroom. The room is dark and the make us walk in first. They flick the switch, and the floor is covered with blood, and a large concoction of sex toys are laying in a pool of blood on the bed. Alex screams then passes out. I have to do everything to will myself to pull out my gun and not run to help her. Seconds later I am joined by Munch, Elliot and Fin. Relieved that they finally have the women in custody, I bend down and pick up Alex.
"I'm going to take her home, thankyou guys, and tell Cragen to think twice before doing something stupid like making Alex go undercover." They nod, saying nothing. I carry Alex to the car, placing her on the seat. The drive home is long, and Alex does not wake up. As I pull into the drive, I carry Alex into the house. She begins to stir as I enter the bedroom, I place her lightly on my bed. She stares at me with her big blue eyes. Suddenly she begins to cry. My heart melts and I hold her close, whispering comforts to her.
"I'm so sorry Cragen talked you into this. I knew it wasn't a good idea." She wipes the tears from her face and I cant help but kiss her forehead. She is so different now to her usually confident and sometimes in intimidating demeanour at work. She leans forward, lightly kissing me. I cup her face in my hands pulling her closer, I meet her tongue with mine and kiss her like I did earlier. She pulls away.
"God, how I have longed for that. I thought you were only acting tonight, and I was surprised when you kissed me back earlier." I didn't mean to be so honest, but the emotion in me at the moment is so overwhelming. She pecks my lips again.
"Like I said Detective, there is a lot you don't know about me."
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