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This is going to be a relatively short multi-chapter story (between four and eight chapters, probably). Yes, it's going to be fast paced, so my apologies if you don't like that. It's AU, of course. This takes place during the course of Undercover and it's definitely going to be A/O (previously established).

The blonde could hardly contain her excitement as she stepped off the plane, but she forced herself to put on a calm exterior. She had to stay strong. But she hadn't seen the woman she loved in nearly two years, and her heart was dancing in her chest, and she wasn't quite able to hold herself together. She'd waited for this day for three years, and finally – finally – it was here!

She walked outside JFK and raised her arm in the still-instinctive gesture; a cab immediately stopped for her, and she smiled. She'd forgotten how easy it was to hail a taxi in this city – for her, at least. Her girlfriend had found it endlessly amusing how she could walk outside, raise her right hand, and cabs fell over each other trying to get to her. "It's because you're gorgeous," the brunette had told her seriously, so long ago. "Any cab driver would love to have you in their backseat."

"And you know," the blonde had added with a mischievous glint in her eye. "We do put on quite a show for them."

Her girlfriend had smiled her patented half-smile. "That, too."

She gave the taxi driver the address and stared out the window, rolling it down and taking in the pungent fumes of the city, the diesel exhaust that had irritated her when she was younger, but she realized now how much she'd missed it. She looked out at the city's landmarks, the Empire State building, Radio City Music Hall, everything that just screamed New York. She loved it.

They finally reached their destination and the blonde pressed a fifty into the driver's hands, telling him to keep the change, not because she was feeling generous but because she didn't have the time to count out the exact payment.

She took a deep breath as her feet carried her inside the familiar building. She hadn't been there in almost two years, but it felt so good. And soon she would be with her true love again.

The men sitting around the room gasped when they saw her, and spoke her name in almost reverent tones, as if they couldn't believe their eyes. But she was only interested in one thing. "Where's Olivia?"

"I'm sorry," apologized Elliot. "But Liv's undercover."

And Alex Cabot's world started to spin.

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