"My Home" 12/?
I know I haven't updated in a few days, but I had finals. THEY ARE OVER! *Does a little dance*. So here is the next installment to my story! You know the drill...Read...Enjoy...Review!
Gigi
Alex looked around Branch’s office; it was the same as when had she left it. At least something hadn’t changed. Same old books, same American flag in the corner, same scent of cigars and sawdust. Branch’s assistant had told her that he would be back shortly and so she waited dutifully for her boss…ex-boss. After the reunion she had forgotten for a few glorious seconds that anything had ever happened. Alas, one cannot dwell in fantasies for long…apparently it is unhealthy.
The door swung open and Branch walked in with a swagger one can only achieve when they have too much power and a stick up their ass.
“It is nice to have you back in New York Miss Cabot.” Alex nodded curtly noticing the formal approach; she wasn’t quite sure what to make of it. Branch plowed on for a few seconds before Alex forced herself to focus.
“Look we have an ADA opening and you are a dream candidate.” Alex raised an eyebrow but decided to let him continue, he was after all offering her a job.
“People don’t like lawyers but you…you sacrificed yourself for the job and reappear years later. People will latch onto you…everyone loves a good drama…that and your court attire…let’s just say your hired Alexandra.” Alex’s eyebrows were most likely up in her hairline at this point. All formalism had been promptly thrown out the window at the mention of her wardrobe. Although she did indeed pay close attention to what she wore to court, it was more for a certain detective than any jury and especially not for her boss.
“What position are you offering?” She knew better than to hope for SVU, Novak already had that position. However, if they tried to make her prosecute white collar crimes she would end back up in the psyche ward. Branch smiled,
“I thought I would return you to your old haunt; you did flourish there after all.” Alex was stunned. As was illustrated as her jaw dropped inelegantly to the floor. Gathering her bearings she cleared her throat,
“I thought Novak was in charge of SVU?” Branch walked around the desk and patted Alex on the back,
“You two are sensible adults you can learn to share. You start next week.” With that he had left the room, leaving Alex dumbfounded. Once Alex was back on the streets she finally felt able to breathe again. Drawing in a large breathe of cold air she pulled out her cell phone. Dialing a familiar number she listened to it ring. She had never forgotten Liv’s number. She had in fact dialed it on many occasions…especially on two important days. Liv’s birthday and the date of her mother’s death. Those two days were always hard for her and Alex felt herself break each time the calendar rolled by them.
“Benson.” Alex smiled, Olivia sounded irritated.
“Cabot speaking.” Alex swore she could hear Olivia smile on the other end,
“Hey how was the meeting with Branch?” Alex let out a small laugh,
“Oh you know belittling and insightful.” Alex found herself weaving somewhat aimlessly though the bustle of the streets. She knew better than to bug the squad twice in one day; they did have jobs to do…and now so did she.
“I have a job.” Alex’s heart warmed as she received congratulations from the only person who mattered.
“What position?” Alex paused…
“Does Novak know how to share?” Olivia snorted not realizing what Alex was alluding to,
“She is a lawyer what do you think?” Alex sighed; somehow she had doubted it would be that easy. Well Novak would have to learn to move over… because ADA Cabot was taking her life back.