Author's Note: Thanks again for your reviews. Fair warning: Some more adult situations in this final chapter. I have updated the poll on my profile to include this story in case some want to see it continued in a sequel. Enjoy!
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As they walked out of the courtroom, Olivia spoke with the Corrections Officer about taking custody and made those arrangements.
The young and ruggedly handsome ADA Troy Dexter was complimenting Alex. "Counselor, that was well played. His honor had no choice but to extradite. I hope you nail the bastard and put a needle in his arm. Grayson's the worst kind of scum there is."
Alex smiled charmingly. "Thank you, ADA Dexter, but you made it easy on us."
Troy smiled widely, his dimples showing full force. "I've got a soft spot for smart blondes, what can I say? And please, call me Troy."
Alex chuckled. This man was flirting with her. Oh boy. "I suppose I don't care why or how we won. I doubt his honor was as biased."
He winked at Alex. "I doubt it. So, you want to ditch the guard dogs and join me for dinner and a drink before you head back to the Big Apple?" Troy loosened his tie and held Alex's eyes with his hazel ones.
"Sorry, Troy. I'm seeing someone. Thanks." Alex slipped her coat on as Olivia sauntered back down the hall.
"Oh, come on Alex. I won't tell anyone you had fun and I'm certain the security detail won't say a word, will you, Detective Benson?" Troy winked at Olivia and nudged her with his elbow. "What do you say?"
Alex flinched at his references and treatment of Olivia as they walked out of the courthouse. "I believe I said, 'No, thank you.' counselor. Thanks for your help with the extradition."
"What? I hand you Grayson on a silver platter and you won't even have dinner with me?" Troy's eyes narrowed.
Olivia's nostrils flared and she turned to get in the man's face. "Whoah, buddy. I think everybody heard Miss Cabot say 'No thank you.' Ask again, and it's harassment. Buh bye, now."
"Cabot, call off your mutt! I haven't done anything to either of you but ask you out for dinner. Now, let's talk about this reasonably...over a drink, shall we?" With that, he shoved past Olivia and grabbed Alex by the wrist.
Alex could see Olivia rearing back behind him. She looked like an angry horse preparing to charge. "I do believe you've made a mistake, Mr. Dexter."
Olivia lunged and grabbed the hand that had Alex's wrist. She wrenched it until he released his grip and howled in pain. In an instant, Olivia had his arm pinned behind him and was shoving him down the courthouse steps. "You touch her again, pal, and your new nickname will be, Lefty." Olivia growled at him.
"You are assaulting a court officer. I'll have you arrested." Dexter struggled against Olivia's grasp.
"Try it, dirt bag, and we'll get to announce to all your friends how a limp noodle like you couldn't get Miss Cabot to go out with you, so you got beat up by a girl." Olivia let him go with a shove.
Troy stood up and shook himself off. "What the hell is your problem?"
Olivia glared at him as she clenched and unclenched her jaw and fists.
"You are, Troy. Now, as I'm sure Detective Benson pointed out, I won't press charges if you leave now." Alex slipped her arm possessively around Olivia's waist. "Come on, baby. Let's go get some dinner."
"Baby? Oh for Christ sake!" Dexter just stood and stared at Alex whispering in to Olivia's ear.
When Alex wrapped her arm around Olivia's waist, she could feel the tension rippling through her body. "He didn't hurt me, Liv. Let's just get out of here, ok? Come on."
Olivia was panting and never unlocked her eyes from Dexter's. She was feeling the same rush of pure adrenaline she felt after chasing down a perp or an intense interview. She could feel her pulse thrumming throughout her entire body. Olivia only nodded and let Alex lead her away.
"Liv? Talk to me. Why is he under your skin like that?" Alex asked lacing their fingers together.
Olivia shook her head and shrugged. "Don't know. He just set me off."
Alex could still feel the tension in Olivia's body. "Let's go check in, change and we can have a nice relaxing dinner, ok?"
"Mmm." Olivia grumbled and nodded as Alex led them down the street.
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Alex was worried about Olivia. By the time they reached the Adams Mark Hotel and checked in, Olivia had barely said three words since they left Dexter baffled at the courthouse steps. Alex tipped the bellhop and made her way to the elevator with Olivia. "Penny for your thoughts?"
"Nothing I want to share."
"Why not?" Alex squeezed Olivia's arm and felt rigid muscle tense under her touch.
"I'm thinking very violent ways to cure Dexter of the way he treats women, ok?"
"Ok." Alex whispered in Olivia's ear. "Thank you, by the way."
"For?"
"For rescuing me from that Neanderthal. You're my hero." Alex place a small kiss under Olivia's ear and felt that even her jaw muscle was still taut.
Olivia smiled a small smile and nodded.
When they reached their floor, Alex led them to their room. "Here we are." She pushed open the door. "Nice."
Olivia shrugged off her coat and flopped on the bed.
"Do you need to workout or something? How do you relax after...something like that?" Alex asked kneeling next to her on the bed.
"Drinking or sex." Olivia grinned. "But, uh, I think we'd better go with a drink."
Alex raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?" Alex loved a challenge and it appeared to her that Olivia had just issued one.
"Really."
"So tell me...why has that stupid man gotten to you like this? Hmmm?" Alex slowly pulled Olivia's sweater out of her pants and pressed her cold hands under the fabric and against her undershirt.
"Dunno."
"I think I know. I think it's really, really sexy." Alex pulled the sweater over Olivia's head and unbuttoned her jeans. "I think you were out of your mind with jealousy."
"Maybe." Olivia felt her heart rate increase as Alex undressed her.
"Well, I think I have to show you that you have nothing to be jealous over. And most assuredly not where arrogant, bigoted pin head lawyers like Troy Dexter are concerned." Alex had Olivia naked on the bed from the waist up. "But that protective side..." Alex went to work on her own clothing, "makes me melt."
Olivia grinned up at Alex, who now completely nude, straddled her stomach and leaned down to hungrily kiss Olivia.
"You are strong, sexy and MINE, Olivia Benson." Alex nipped and bit her way down Olivia's neck.
Olivia was amazed at the difference in Alex's lovemaking. Last night, she had been so gentle and careful, almost studious in her style. Now, it seemed as though Alex was trying to possess her. Her hands and mouth moved against her aggressively.
"Mine. Mine. Mine." Alex emphasized each word with a firm nip and a feral growl.
"God. Alex." Olivia was pinned under Alex. She was certain that if she wanted to, she could have gotten out from under her, but she didn't want to. Olivia closed her eyes and focused on the woman on top of her.
Alex cried out her own orgasm and she pushed herself greedily against the taut ridges of muscle on Olivia's abdomen. She could not believe that her strong detective was simply lying there, being loved by her. It was driving Alex crazy with need for her lover. She slid down between Olivia's legs and divested her of her remaining clothing and shoes.
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Olivia slowly came back to consciousness and felt warm weight on top of her. She tried to move. "Uhng," was all she managed to croak. She felt lips curl in to a smile against her neck.
"Hey. I was beginning to think I somehow broke you." Alex sounded very pleased with herself.
"Gaah." Olivia swallowed and licked her lips a few times. "Alex. Christ. What the heck?"
Alex slid off of Olivia and sat with her back against the headboard. She ran her fingers gently through Olivia's tousled chestnut locks. "What do you mean?"
Olivia attempted to roll over on her side but found herself right back where she started. "What? This." Olivia looked down at herself. "What got in to you?"
Alex looked like the cat that ate the canary. "I just felt inspired to show you how much I appreciated your protective if somewhat jealous display against Dexter."
Olivia swallowed hard again and nodded. "Oh, I see. Decided you'd spoil me for any subsequent lovers to keep me from doubting you ever again?"
"Something like that. Did it work?" Alex leaned down and kissed Olivia's still sweaty brow.
"Like a charm, Cabot." Olivia smiled.
"Good. Now, let's feed you." Alex reached down and patted Olivia's tummy. "You want to try that steakhouse we passed?"
"Sure. Uh, how long does the Cabot Spell last? Do you have any idea when I'll be able to move again?" Olivia teased from her position flat on her back.
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