Elevator Vibes

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" Yelled Olivia.

"Calm down Olivia the security people said it would only be an hour or so before the elevator company can get here and get it fixed." Said Alex calmly.

"Just to let you know, little Miss Morris Commission which whom I got stuck playing babysitter, I have a job to do. It called 'catching the perp.' And now, I won't be able to help since you had to come down here with a fucking warrant that basically covered nothing, while the perp showed up during the search and I got stuck making sure little your life was out of danger." Olivia said.

"So don't mind me if I'm a little frustrated over the current situation. Now, Elliot and the rest of the gang get to interrogate the son-of-a-bitch, while I'm stuck here with you and random cell service. I don't even know if the 1-6 got my message about being stuck in here."

"Are you done?" Alex asked, with a tone that would have frozen the balls off Olivia should have had a set.

"I'm not thrilled to be stuck here with you either! As for the warrant, it was the best I could do considering your lack of evidence, and you are damn lucky I went out on a limb for your so called 'gut instinct' yet again." Alex said.

"So why don't we play a little game? Shall we? If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." And with that Alex kicked off her shoes, took off her blazer, set down her briefcase, sat down on the floor and began doing paperwork as calmly as if she were sitting at her desk.

Olivia seeing the situation for what it was, shrugged out of her leather coat, checked for cell service again, and was about to say 'fuck' when she remembered Alex's little game. Eh, she thought, she's right. Might as well make the most out of an hour of down time. She lay down on the floor and using her jacket as a pillow proceeded to get some much needed rest.

Alex watched all this out of the corner of her eye. The Detective was beautiful and with her eyes closed Alex could look all she wanted. The corner of the eye bit got old and she found herself full on staring at Olivia. Her full lips, her tousled hair, her relaxed features. Never had she seen the Detective look vulnerable, but that was the only way to describe her at that moment. Relaxed and at ease and completely adorable. Little heavy breathing sounds coming from her open mouth, not quite snoring, but definitely the sound of a person asleep.

Alex took a deep breath and did something she'd been dying to do since she had first laid eyes on the Detective. She reached out and pushed a stray lock of hair, ever so gently, so as not to wake her off her forehead. Her hair was soft and had just the right highlights. Something about it had turned Alex on from the beginning. She wondered what it would look like grown out and decided a little more might be nice, but not too much.

She couldn't stop herself from tracing the lines on Olivia's open palm. God, she was perfect in every way, thought Alex. Her hands showed signs of her job, they weren't delicate like Alex's which never saw more than a paper cut. Olivia's hands were strong and showed it. Oh, to have those hands on her would be ecstasy.

Olivia chose that moment to wake up. She felt Alex's hand tracing her own. She tried not to adjust her breathing so Alex wouldn't stop. Olivia found it completely erotic. She had never seen anything as gorgeous as her polar opposite in looks. Her pale skin, and flowing blonde hair, her legs that went on and on. Olivia could hardly take the sensations shooting straight from her palm to her groin. She wanted to moan at the contact.

She knew she was rough on Alex, but no one had given her a break as a rookie beat cop. She felt Alex needed to earn and deserve their respect, the way she had. Yet, at the same time she wanted sometimes to protect her from her colleagues. A feeling she had never felt before about someone basically who seemed not to care about the victim so much as whether or not a case was winnable in court.

Alex allowed her hand to wander up Olivia's arm to her wrist, tracing it and longing to kiss it. She had to stop this she knew, Olivia could wake at any moment and how was she going to explain herself.

Olivia chose that moment to open her eyes and stare at the blonde beauty touching her. Alex was intently staring down at her own hand touching Olivia, so she was able to get a good look at Alex's expression. It was tender and longing and spoke of desire.

Olivia's stomach was doing flip flops and her panties were basically soaked at that point. She wanted Alex so badly then that she thought she would die if she didn't kiss her.

Quickly she reached up Alex's arm, startling Alex. Alex looked at her in the face and for a brief moment the look that passed between them was so sexually charged if harnessed; it might have restarted the elevator.

Alex tried to think quickly and came up with the perfect excuse.

"I thought you might be hungry as well as tired, I have a pear and Power Bar in my bag, if you want." She said softly as if allowing time for Olivia to fully wake up.

Olivia still hadn't let go of Alex's upper arm. So they sat close together for a moment in what seemed to be a Mexican standoff. Olivia battling her hormones and Alex fearfully hoping her excuse worked.

It didn't, but Olivia decided to play along.

"That's nice of you Alex, why don't you choose which one you're going to have and I'll take dibs on whatever is left over." She said agreeably.

Alex scooted back to her bag, giving Olivia a terrific view of her legs and rather short skirt as it rode up while Alex bent over rummaging through the briefcase. She lifted out her hands with a smile of victory as if she had produced a meal at the Mesa Grill and held up the offered food.

Just then, the elevator dropped about a foot. Alex squealed and dropped the food to the ground reaching for Olivia. She practically through herself into Olivia's arms.

Olivia still reeling from the sudden drop didn't think anything of it and wrapped her arms around Alex and whispered that everything was ok and they would be fine into her ear. It had never occurred to either one of them that the elevator could actually go crashing down to the abyss beneath them.

Alex clung to Olivia like a life preserver. Olivia continued to stroke her hands up and down Alex's back and arms. Alex was trembling with fear.

Olivia started become aware of the proximity at exactly the same time Alex did. They both pulled back.

"You going to be okay?" Olivia asked concerned and trying to calm her hormones at the same time.

"Of, course, I'm not a baby!" Alex snapped, in exactly the same hormonal position.

"I didn't say you were being a baby, Alex. Look that was scary. I was there, remember?"

"I'm sorry, Olivia, I was just…" Alex was interrupted by the whir of the elevator moving downward.

"Thank god, that's over." Olivia said.

"Maybe I can make some of that interrogation after all." She said

"Right." Alex replied with a sarcastic tone to her voice.

"Because it was all MY fault you missed out on that." Alex said coolly, trying to get her emotions in check.

Olivia wanted to slam her against the wall and ravish her at that moment and all Alex was doing was fueling the fire by pushing her emotional buttons. Alex had no idea she was playing with fire at that moment.

Instead Olivia bent down got her coat and put it on, took long deep breaths, like in her yoga class and tried to stem the wetness pooling between her legs.

Alex meanwhile was gathering her thing together as well. She shrugged into her jacket, stepped into her shoes and picked up the fallen food placing it back in her briefcase and stood up just as the door opened to the ground floor.

As they exited the building they both realized they'd need to hail a cab as they were stranded without a car.

Olivia shifted back and forth on her feet for a moment as Alex watched her and kept an eye out for a cab.

Finally Olivia stilled, she reached out and lay the palm of her hand against Alex's arm, causing Alex to look directly at her. Olivia reached for the briefcase and Alex not registering what was happening allowed it to slip from her grasp.

"You know what, Alex?" Olivia asked.

"I would really like to skip that interrogation after all. Have dinner with me? We never did get a pear or a Power Bar." Olivia asked almost shyly looking at her shoes the whole time, only at the end glancing up to gauge Alex's reaction.

Alex was looking directly at her and then directly into her eyes. The air around them was charged with sexual tension. They both knew it, and now was the big moment as to whether or not they were both ready and willing to except it for what it was.

Alex, ever the list maker, began making the pros and cons list in her head, knowing her answer was forthcoming. She made her decision and internally sighed.

"I know Olivia that we argue a lot and fight over cases constantly. We always seem to be hurling angry words at each other. I don't want that anymore, but I know it is inevitable. Us, getting along on any level is going to be difficult, if not impossible. So, yes, I will have dinner with you. We need to forge a friendship outside of the job that…" Alex got out before she was interrupted.

"Alex, I meant go out to dinner, well, as a…well, kinda like a…jeez this is difficult." Olivia said frustrated with herself.

"As a date?" Alex filled in taking pity on her.

Olivia looked up again straight into the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen and saw acceptance, and tinge of humor.

"Yeah;" Olivia said.

"Then yes, Olivia, I'd be thrilled to have dinner with you. Let's get moving on this friendship thing, because I'm pretty much ready for the next level, if you want there to be one." Alex said smirking.

Olivia, who had managed to hail a cab during Alex's speech, felt her jaw drop as Alex passed her sliding into the cab waiting for Olivia to follow. Alex loved that she had now seen two sides of Olivia, her vulnerable side and her completely speechless side. This should one fun dinner, and who knows where desert might lead…