My Home 11/?
Sorry It's been awhile. It is hard to write in between studying for finals! You know the drill...read...enjoy and review!
Gigi
An odd pause ensued as Olivia entered into a silent standoff with Beck. Frank narrowed his eyes guardedly as he too noticed the frizzy haired women’s hungry eyes feasting on Alex. Dani just smiled and cocked an eyebrow; the meaning was clear ‘Bring it on’. Elliot and Alex, bless their souls were just looking around confused and completely oblivious.
Liv linked an arm with Alex territorially and started walking. The others followed in silence. Frank leaned down to whisper into Liv’s ear conspiratorially,
“Watch out for the Scarecrow.” Liv chuckled and shook her head at Frank’s ability to make her smile,
“Straw hair? No brain?” Frank nodded and strutted over to Elliot. Frank had a few inches on him,
“Are you even drinking that?” Elliot shook his head absentmindedly, apparently trying to figure out what had transpired a few minutes ago. Frank grinned greedily and plucked the hot coffee out of Elliot’s hands. Taking a long drawl he closed his eyes in uncensored ecstasy,
“Ah, a hot black coffee….almost as satisfying as a good lay,” he looked down at Elliot, “I like you.” The two women laughed as Elliot looked at them bewildered,
“What’s so funny?” Alex and Liv exchanged glances deciding which of them would answer.
“Those are the magic words. He either likes people or he doesn’t…and you don’t want to be one of the people he doesn’t like.” Elliot looked no less confused which caused the women to laugh even harder.
The rest of the ride over to the precinct went fairly smoothly, with only a hint of the tension between the two female detectives. The three travelers were scrunched in the back. Alex was looking out the window in wonder. This was the first time she had been home in years, and this time she would be staying. Alex sought out Elliot’s attention,
“Do you know of any ADA openings?” She said it jokingly but it was laced with desperation. Work had been her life. Getting back Liv was a lot but without work it still wasn’t her life. She needed a purpose.
Elliot laughed heartedly and looked at her through the rearview mirror,
“For the woman who sacrificed herself in the line of duty? I’m sure they will find a place for you.”
Alex knew that SVU already had a competent ADA, Novak, and she found herself sullen at the thought of not working with the squad anymore. They had become a sort of a nice dysfunctional family.
The car screeched to a halt in front of the precinct. Stepping out into the bustle of the street, Alex hugged the jacket closer to her body to ward away the bitter wind. The sky was overcast and ominous not the ray of sunshine one might expect for a long awaited reunion. Alex shivered, not from the cold, but from a memory the atmosphere was causing. She could see it when she closed her eyes; it seemed to be glued to the insides of her eyelids, drilled into her memory.
It had been a day like this one. She had been going on a jog; it was early in the morning. She liked to run until she felt her lungs were going to explode; it was freeing, but the more she ran the longer she had to go to get the same high. It was her drug, and she now looked back in distain for being so predictable. Cold hands and the smell of chloroform. So simple. So cliché. Her abduction wasn’t that elaborate, but she had been left helpless. Her life in the hands of 4 men for 9 long days.
Frank shook her from her trance with a light nudge in the shoulder,
“Hey baby blue eyes, I might be here as your friend but I am also in charge of your well-being. And well… right now your being ain’t lookin’ too well. Are you ready?” Alex nodded, still fighting away the memory back into the recesses of her mind.
Olivia looked at Alex as she nodded and then assumed the walk. Olivia gulped. The walk… a strut of pure confidence to the point of arrogance. A swagger no doubt perfected by growing up a socialite and her time spent in the courtroom. A lawyer must look confident, they must not show any doubt-so that the jury doesn’t doubt them or their findings. Liv was shocked to see it again after so long. She hadn’t seen it since Alex had walked into the courtroom to the shocked face of Liam Connors, her would-be killer.
Liv was also amazed to find that ‘the walk’ seemed to work like a switch. One moment Alex had looked so vulnerable, and the next she was exuding confidence from every pore. Frank smiled noticing that he wasn’t going to be needed. He said he would call them later as he walked off to catch up with an attractive red head that had just strolled by.
Alex burst through the squad room doors and surveyed the room with a look of pleasant nostalgia. She looked like an angel as the sun lit up her features and reflected off of her golden tresses. Everyone looked up and stopped. Even those who were too green to understand what a moment this was stopped to try and figure out what was happening. Captain Cragen was the first one to reach her, grabbing onto her hand and pulling her into an uncharacteristic and impromptu hug. Not being a touchy-feely kind of guy the hug didn’t last very long.
“Nice to have you back Alex.” Cragen true to form quickly hurried off to attend to something or another. This left an opening for Munch to canter on up, lifting her up into yet another hug.
“Missed your sharp tongue around here Cabot. There are far too few people to verbally spar with these days.” Munch’s eyes twinkled humorously as he spoke. Fin soon materialized next to him,
“What he really means is that no one else will play his mind games and put up with his conspiracy talk.” Alex laughed and gladly took the handshake from Fin; her sides were beginning to hurt anyway.
“Dang girl you need to get some meat on your bones, you’re almost as gangly as the nut over here.” Alex smiled, Fin had always forthcoming in his opinions. It was a breath of fresh air in the modern world of euphemisms and the politically correct.
Cragen came back into the room and walked up to Alex,
“Branch wants to see you.” Olivia looked at Alex’s startled face and smirked,
“That was fast.”
Gigi
An odd pause ensued as Olivia entered into a silent standoff with Beck. Frank narrowed his eyes guardedly as he too noticed the frizzy haired women’s hungry eyes feasting on Alex. Dani just smiled and cocked an eyebrow; the meaning was clear ‘Bring it on’. Elliot and Alex, bless their souls were just looking around confused and completely oblivious.
Liv linked an arm with Alex territorially and started walking. The others followed in silence. Frank leaned down to whisper into Liv’s ear conspiratorially,
“Watch out for the Scarecrow.” Liv chuckled and shook her head at Frank’s ability to make her smile,
“Straw hair? No brain?” Frank nodded and strutted over to Elliot. Frank had a few inches on him,
“Are you even drinking that?” Elliot shook his head absentmindedly, apparently trying to figure out what had transpired a few minutes ago. Frank grinned greedily and plucked the hot coffee out of Elliot’s hands. Taking a long drawl he closed his eyes in uncensored ecstasy,
“Ah, a hot black coffee….almost as satisfying as a good lay,” he looked down at Elliot, “I like you.” The two women laughed as Elliot looked at them bewildered,
“What’s so funny?” Alex and Liv exchanged glances deciding which of them would answer.
“Those are the magic words. He either likes people or he doesn’t…and you don’t want to be one of the people he doesn’t like.” Elliot looked no less confused which caused the women to laugh even harder.
The rest of the ride over to the precinct went fairly smoothly, with only a hint of the tension between the two female detectives. The three travelers were scrunched in the back. Alex was looking out the window in wonder. This was the first time she had been home in years, and this time she would be staying. Alex sought out Elliot’s attention,
“Do you know of any ADA openings?” She said it jokingly but it was laced with desperation. Work had been her life. Getting back Liv was a lot but without work it still wasn’t her life. She needed a purpose.
Elliot laughed heartedly and looked at her through the rearview mirror,
“For the woman who sacrificed herself in the line of duty? I’m sure they will find a place for you.”
Alex knew that SVU already had a competent ADA, Novak, and she found herself sullen at the thought of not working with the squad anymore. They had become a sort of a nice dysfunctional family.
The car screeched to a halt in front of the precinct. Stepping out into the bustle of the street, Alex hugged the jacket closer to her body to ward away the bitter wind. The sky was overcast and ominous not the ray of sunshine one might expect for a long awaited reunion. Alex shivered, not from the cold, but from a memory the atmosphere was causing. She could see it when she closed her eyes; it seemed to be glued to the insides of her eyelids, drilled into her memory.
It had been a day like this one. She had been going on a jog; it was early in the morning. She liked to run until she felt her lungs were going to explode; it was freeing, but the more she ran the longer she had to go to get the same high. It was her drug, and she now looked back in distain for being so predictable. Cold hands and the smell of chloroform. So simple. So cliché. Her abduction wasn’t that elaborate, but she had been left helpless. Her life in the hands of 4 men for 9 long days.
Frank shook her from her trance with a light nudge in the shoulder,
“Hey baby blue eyes, I might be here as your friend but I am also in charge of your well-being. And well… right now your being ain’t lookin’ too well. Are you ready?” Alex nodded, still fighting away the memory back into the recesses of her mind.
Olivia looked at Alex as she nodded and then assumed the walk. Olivia gulped. The walk… a strut of pure confidence to the point of arrogance. A swagger no doubt perfected by growing up a socialite and her time spent in the courtroom. A lawyer must look confident, they must not show any doubt-so that the jury doesn’t doubt them or their findings. Liv was shocked to see it again after so long. She hadn’t seen it since Alex had walked into the courtroom to the shocked face of Liam Connors, her would-be killer.
Liv was also amazed to find that ‘the walk’ seemed to work like a switch. One moment Alex had looked so vulnerable, and the next she was exuding confidence from every pore. Frank smiled noticing that he wasn’t going to be needed. He said he would call them later as he walked off to catch up with an attractive red head that had just strolled by.
Alex burst through the squad room doors and surveyed the room with a look of pleasant nostalgia. She looked like an angel as the sun lit up her features and reflected off of her golden tresses. Everyone looked up and stopped. Even those who were too green to understand what a moment this was stopped to try and figure out what was happening. Captain Cragen was the first one to reach her, grabbing onto her hand and pulling her into an uncharacteristic and impromptu hug. Not being a touchy-feely kind of guy the hug didn’t last very long.
“Nice to have you back Alex.” Cragen true to form quickly hurried off to attend to something or another. This left an opening for Munch to canter on up, lifting her up into yet another hug.
“Missed your sharp tongue around here Cabot. There are far too few people to verbally spar with these days.” Munch’s eyes twinkled humorously as he spoke. Fin soon materialized next to him,
“What he really means is that no one else will play his mind games and put up with his conspiracy talk.” Alex laughed and gladly took the handshake from Fin; her sides were beginning to hurt anyway.
“Dang girl you need to get some meat on your bones, you’re almost as gangly as the nut over here.” Alex smiled, Fin had always forthcoming in his opinions. It was a breath of fresh air in the modern world of euphemisms and the politically correct.
Cragen came back into the room and walked up to Alex,
“Branch wants to see you.” Olivia looked at Alex’s startled face and smirked,
“That was fast.”