Author's Notes:

Not drabbles (*gasp*). Just a short little interlude that popped into my head.

Did Anything About That Seem Odd?

When Olivia had gotten the call at 1:00 am to respond to a scene, Alex had awakened only long enough to acknowledge that Olivia was leaving and to implore the detective to remain safe. She awoke again at 6:00, this time for good, when the phone range. The case was moving fast, Elliot and Olivia already had grounds for a warrant and needed one fast before the boyfriend had time to cover anything up.

At 6:20 a phone call of her own woke up a judge. She related to his honor the same information Olivia had related to her and obtained a promise that he would meet her at the courthouse in 45 minutes to sign off on it.

Back in the squad room, the tell tale click clack of heels signaled the arrival of not only their ADA, but the promised warrant. Hearing the sound, Elliot rose from his chair and grabbed his coat. Olivia also rose but was tethered to her desk by the phone, still getting last minute information from the lab as she clipped her badge on and holstered her gun.

Alex came around the corner. One would think the detectives would be most excited about and interested in the folded blue paper tucked in her own jacket pocket, but, in fact, they were actually most excited about and interested in the hot cups of coffee that were in a tray in one hand and the box of donuts that were in her other. At least that's what it seemed.

Elliot immediately opened the box of donuts, picking out a plump glazed one, then quickly relieved the attorney of one of the cups of coffee in the tray, muttering a heartfelt, "Counselor, you have no idea how much I love you right now," as he took a bite of the donut and downed it with a sip of coffee.

Alex flicked her eyes over to the male detective's partner, noting the bags under her eyes, the rumpled shirt, the unruly hair, but also the set of her jaw, the tension in her shoulders, the determination in her stance. Concern and admiration, worry and pride warred briefly within her before she dragged her attention back to Elliot, "Well, I shouldn't encourage this kind of sugar and caffeine diet, but I know, um, I suspect, that is, that neither of you got much sleep last night so..." Alex finished with a shrug, casting an eye over towards Munch and Fin who had walked into the squad room a moment ago, hoping they hadn't noticed or at least wouldn't question how she would know how much or how little sleep the detectives might have gotten.

Elliot was just about to respond when Olivia slammed down the phone and turned towards her partner and Alex, "Got the warrant?" she asked, all business.

"Yep! And joe and I think I saw a jelly filled in there," Elliot answered for Alex around another bite of his own breakfast.

Olivia's eyes widened slightly, "Alex, you have no idea how much I love you right now," she unknowingly repeated her partner's words, seemingly innocently.

And though they were the same words, the meaning was different considering the source and Alex wasn't sure what to say so she just silently handed the warrant to Elliot after Olivia took the other coffee and as the detective picked a jelly filled donut, indeed a favorite of Olivia's, out of the box.

Olivia brought the donut to her mouth and took a bite, moaning slightly and eyes fluttering shut briefly at the taste before reopening her eyes and looking at her partner, "Ready then?" she spoke with her mouthful.

Elliot nodded, holding the warrant up as proof.

Then, without thinking, without thinking at all, her brain slowed by lack of sleep, her thoughts focused on the upcoming search, Olivia leaned in and gave Alex a kiss on the cheek, "Thanks, babe, we'll call when we're done."

Olivia seemed to realize just about then what she'd done as she looked into the deer-in-the-headlights face of her lover. Of her secret lover. At least it had been a secret up until that moment, a secret to everyone but Elliot.

And Elliot, bless him, tried to cover for his partner's slip up. He awkwardly also leaned in and gave Alex a peck on the cheek, "Uh...yeah, uh, babe, thanks," he said quickly then grabbed his partner's elbow and dragged her out of the squad room before she could say or do anything else.

Leaving Alex standing by herself in the middle of the squad room with Munch and Fin looking at her rather curiously. She turned slowly toward them and gave them a forced smile. "Donut?" she offered lamely.

Munch dragged himself dramatically from his chair and walked two steps toward Alex, looking her in the eye before looking critically into the box of donuts. He gingerly picked one out then looked back at Alex. "Thanks, babe," he emphasized the nickname as he started to lean in to also give her a kiss on the cheek.

Alex put her hand on his chest and took a step back, rolling her eyes. Leave it to Munch to break the tension, "Not on your life, detective."

Munch was not at all offended, popping the donut in his mouth, "Can't blame a guy for trying," he shrugged. Fin just shook his head.

Alex smiled genuinely at him, before simply putting the rest of the donuts down on his desk. She then just swallowed and smoothed her hands down the front of her coat, not at all sure what to say. "Well then," she finally settled on, "Good day, detectives." And with that she exited stage left with as much composure as she could muster.

Fin and Munch watched her go in silence. When her heels were no longer audible, Munch turned to Fin, "Did anything about that whole thing seem odd to you?" he mused.

"Like what?" Fin played dumb.

"Oh, I don't know, like Elliot confessing his love, then Olivia confessing her love, then Olivia kissing our esteemed ADA, then Elliot kissing our esteemed ADA, then our esteemed ADA not letting me kiss her?"

Fin was silent for a moment then answered, "When you put it that way, everything but that last part did seem odd, yes."

Munch gave him a dirty look then looked thoughtfully at the door Alex had exited through. He turned back to his partner, "How long do you suppose we should let the three of them go on thinking they're the only ones who know?"

Fin shrugged, "As long as it stays this entertaining and as long as Alex keeps bringing us donuts," Fin smiled and reached in to the box to grab the last remaining disk of cooked dough and sugar.

Munch raised and eyebrow, considering his partner's statement. "Agreed," he finally said, and they tapped their donuts together in a pretend-toast.