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Alexandra had just been shot, a little lightheaded from the blood loss. “Olivia, do you remember when we first met?’ Olivia held back tears whilst applying as much pressure as possible to save Alex, “of course I do Cabot. It was 99’ New Year's eve, I had just gotten off work – El and I went to the bar, and I got black-out drunk.”
8 years ago.
“CHUG, CHUG, CHUG, COME ON PARTNER’ Elliot screamed at his partner, the girl had dark brown hair, cut into a long-ish bob framing her eyes, and full pink lips, Olivia was of medium height with an olive toned skin. Alex sat on the other side of the bar watching the girl trying to beat 3 full-grown men in a beer-chugging contest, the lengthy blonde was instantly intrigued, black glasses perched on her nose watching the brunette woman, a gun holstered on her hip
I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt
I've been searching for a trail to follow again
The blonde walked over to the brunette, “excuse me, ma’am,” the blonde spoke. “Who are you calling ma-’ A tone of anger in the brunette's voice suddenly faded as she looked the blonde up, blue heels, pale legs for days, a gray pencil skirt, blue blouse, gray suit jacket, pearls, and black glasses perched on her nose. God damn. “Hello.” the blonde answered with a chuckle, “my name is Alexandra Cabot.” the brunette muttered, “Benson, Olivia. Olivia Benson. I uh-”
Take me back to the night we met
And then I can tell myself
What the hell I'm supposed to do
And then I can tell myself
Not to ride along with you
“Well, Miss Benson, care to buy me a drink?” Alex just hid her laugh from the flustered girl, “Detective. Detective Benson, and yes I would, what are you drinking?” the detective almost instinctively asked. “Red Wine, detective.” the blonde chuckled as the brunette's face turned bright pink. – walking over to the bar the brunette spoke in a more calm tone “Hey Simon, Coke and Rum and a glass of Red Wine please, your nicest Red Wine.” – “Yes Liv.” Simon said, pouring the wine, and handing it to the Detective with a smile, “ thanks Sim.” the detective said, chuckling. “Olivia, you call me Sim again, I'll kick your ass.” – “Bring it, big brother. Remember I carry a gun and badge.'' Olivia said, walking off and holding the beverages. “Took you long enough Benson.” the blonde chuckled. “Calm down Alexandra, after we finish the drinks, wanna get outta here?” – “Eger Detective?”
I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
Present day
‘ADA Cabot Slain’ – Olivia sat in the pen holding back tears, the detective never cried, not when Serena Benson died, she wouldn't cry. “BENSON, STABLER. MY OFFICE NOW. " Cragen called, walking into the office Olivia behind Elliot “The FBI wants to see you both." The car ride to the pier was silent, then they walked out of the car when a familiar figure emerged from the black SUV. “Alexandra?”
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Oh, take me back to the night we met
When the night was full of terrors
And your eyes were filled with tears
When you had not touched me yet
Oh, take me back to the night we met