|The Girl on TV
Author: JrBenson PM
FEMSLASH! You've been warned. The pitfalls of falling in love and being famous. Olivia/OtherRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Chapters: 8 - Words: 39,317 - Reviews: 50 - Favs: 26 - Follows: 58 - Updated: 09-24-12 - Published: 07-19-08 - id: 4408142
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Life initates art. Art imitates life. Add a dash of romance and drama...presto! You have a hit TV SHOW!
Ok...that was a bit cheesy. lol. This is my new story. The one that I had lost when I was dumb enough to leave my USB in the washing machine...yeah I know, I'm kicking myself for that.
Anywho, the stuff in Italics is eaqual to watching a tv show. Unless it's when some one is thinking...have I confused you yet? Keep reading, you'll get what I mean...I hope...
Disclamier: I own nothing. In no way do the characters reflect the real individuals. I'm a fan of American Gladiators and completely in love with Jennifer 'Phoenix' Widerstrom. I've changed my character's name but I'm borrowing 'Phoenix' for my story.
"I'm Dee Harris filling in for Morgan Phelps. Has Mica Davidson taken the law into her own hands?" The host smiled her plastic Hollywood smile then turned to her co-host.
"And I'm Jose Santos. Watch my rare interview with Mica Davidson as she sets her sights on taking on New York City's toughest criminals."
Images flashed on the screen of the actress hamming it up with her co-star Benjamin Martinez.
"Oh my God! Did you just see what he did! We're going to edit that, right?" She playfully shoved Ben to the side and the crew laughed along with the two actors.
Jose was joined by Dee Harris as they smiled for the camera.
Dee Harris: "When the sun goes down…"
Jose Santos: "And the stars come out and play…"
Dee Harris: "It's all here on…"
Dee & Jose: "BACKSTAGE PASS!"
Commercials flooded the screen. Olivia picked up the remote and pointed it at the TV.
"Don't even think about it Benson!" Alex ordered without looking up from her pile of files. There were law books opened all over the kitchen table.
"You're not even watching!" Olivia whined. She had decided to take up Alex's offer of an evening of pizza and the company of the former ADA. She didn't know she was going to be subjected to the fake smiles of BACKSTAGE PASS hosts all by herself.
"I'm almost done…. Finished!" Alex said triumphantly. She began to put away the files and books. Olivia sighed and slumped farther into the comfy couch.
"Don't give me that Olivia. I've been waiting for this interview for days…" the blondesaid as she plopped down beside the tired detective. She tucked her knees under her chin and grabbed the remote from Liv's hand.
"Don't change it," she said as she pointed the remote at Olivia. Liv smirked and crossed her arms across her chest.
"Why are we watching this?" Liv asked again.
"Because I want to see that interview with Mical Davidson. Apparently, she's agreed to do the spin-off that lawyer show Justice Served. It's some kind of cop show or something…"
Olivia moaned out loud. "Great, just what we need. More bad cop shows…ow!" Liv rubbed her arm where Alex hit her.
"Would you be quiet?" Alex turned to the TV and watched it intently. "You know…Mical is kinda cute…"
"You know, for a straight girl, you're really gay…" Liv ducked in time to dodge a flying cushion.
"You are such a dork!…it's on! Shhh!" Alex cried out in excitement. Olivia just rolled her eyes and sat back expecting to be bored out of her mind.
"From the bright lights of L.A. to the mean streets of New York, Mical Davidson is preparing for her toughest role yet." Said the eager host. Flashes of the actress in various roles peppered the TV screen.
"I got the chance to visit the star on the brand new set of 'Justice Served: Special Victims'. The new drama in the 'Justice Served' franchise."
Pictures and clips of the original series were shown. Jose was now seated in front of Mical Davidson.
"First of all, what attracted you to this role? I mean, this is some really dark stuff…"
Mical was quiet for a moment. She took a second to gather her thoughts before she answered. She always did that when interviewed. She never wanted to say or do anything that may offend those around her.
"Yeah it is. To be honest, I wasn't sure if I was ready to handle a serious role like this. I was given the script a few months in advance and I just couldn't stomach it at first…"
"You mean you were going to pass on this?" Jose, for his part, was very interested.
Olivia noted that the guy didn't look old enough to even be working let alone interviewing one of the most decent yet wildly popular stars.
She turned her attention to MicalDavidson. Yes, she was very beautiful in a sorta non-conspicuous way. She had the kind of beauty that people wouldn't notice. Olivia found that kind of beauty attractive and she was drawn to it the second she had seen Mical Davidson in a magazine.
Mical nodded and smiled. "But you have to realize, this kind of stuff happens everyday. Pick up a newspaper or turn on the TV…its right there in front of you."
"So what changed your mind?"
"Your dad? Really? How so?" Jose's ears perked up. Everyone in the entertainment world knew that the actress rarely, if ever, spoke of her life prior to her acting career.
Micalsighed and paused again. She realized that she had said too much and was now regretting it. Seeing no way of way out of it, she gave Jose the condensed, edited version of what really happened.
"Well…" Micalsaid slowly, "he was a cop back in L.A. In fact, he was a detective in the Sex Crimes Unit." Knowing that she had opened a can of worms, Mical hoped that this would satisfy Jose Santos.
Apparently, it did nothing to deter Jose from asking for more. With eyes wide as saucers, Jose leaned forward and peppered the quiet actress for more.
"Really? He convinced you to take the role?"
Taking a breath, Mical was visibly uncomfortable. "Uh…yeah, you can say that. We had a long talk…" She started to squirm in her seat as the questions started getting too personal.
"So he approves of you taking the role?" …
"Why can't that idiot see she doesn't like that line of questioning?" Liv said irritated from watching Jose Santos interrogate the star. Alex smirked as she watched Olivia's brows knot together.
"Protective, aren't' we detective?" Olivia just glared at her friend.
"Well…yes. Personally, I enjoy her work. I still think she should have gotten the lead in that TV movie. What was it called…Beyond Repair…she was amazing in that. Instead they had that blonde bimbo Kerry Madison as the lead. She can't even act if her life depended on it!"
Alex laughed quietly at her friend. Olivia was never one to get into the whole celebrity thing. Not like herself anyways. Something about Mical Davidson tugged at her friend's heart.
"Well, I'll remember to mention it to her when I bump into her…" Alex laughed out loud as she watched Olivia's eyes widened. "I'm kidding Olivia! I have a greater chance at winning the lottery then I do bumping into Mical Davidson!"
"Oh…shut up!" Olivia pouted and turned back to the TV. Alex just laughed harder.
Micalsome how managed to deter Jose long enough to givehim an exclusive tour of the new set.
"As you can see, some of it is still being built…" she had pointed to the area that was going to be the interrogation room. They walked farther and Mical indicated several sets and props as they went along.
After 5 minutes of the mini tour, the two were back in the room.
"Will you be doing any research before you jump into the role?"
"Oh yeah…of course. I hate not being able to portray a character right. I have a lot of respect for law enforcement officers so I want to do this right. Make them proud."
"I'm sure you'll do an amazing job. You're lined up with some of the best of the best this business has to offer…"
"Oh my God! Yeah! I feel like a kid in a toy store!" Mical said with a laugh. When she smiled that way, it made her look much younger then her 36 years.
Jose laughed as well and begun ticking of names on his fingers as he spoke. "You've got Benjamin Martinez, Sam Knight, Dennis Coffee, Paul Chase and former teen idol Anthony Cook. What's that gonna be like? Working with those guys…"
"You know what? I'm just as star struck as the rest of you. Ben and I have known each other for a while. He is the most down to earth man I've ever encountered. He's got that dry sense of humour. We just click. Sam…coolest guy ever! Dennis and Paul...insanely funny! They have this slap shtick humour. It's unbelievable! Tony…where ever he goes, there has to be at least two dozen girls following him. But he is the sweetest person you'll ever get to meet.
"He is also the shyest…the first day I met him, he literally was blushing. He is so, so shy. I wish all pop stars turn out like him. He's awesome! I'm so proud to be a part of such a diverse cast."
Jose nodded and glanced down at his notes. "It also mentions that Kerry Madison will be joining as well…"
To the untrained eye, Mical looked cool and calm when asked. But Olivia picked up on the very subtle change in Mical Davidson. She seemed to tense up at the name.
"Did you see that?" She asked out loud.
"See what?" Alex looked back and forth from the TV to Liv. Shaking her head, Olivia just shrugged it off.
"Never mind…" she mumbled.
Mical chose her words very carefully. "Yes, it's true. She'll be joining us on the show but she'll mostly be doing an episode here and there…"
"Really? An A -Lister like herself…" Jose commented not noticing the slight stiffness Mical held herself.
"Well, she's got a really a busy schedule so it was a bit of a surprise that she agreed to do it." She said tightly.
"You two worked previously on Beyond Repair…think you'll have that kind of chemistry again? Even though she won't have much screen time…"
Sighing loudly, Mical was clearly not in the mood to talk about the snobby actress.
"I don't know…you'll just have to wait and see," Mical said diplomatically. She plastered on a tight lipped smile for both Jose and the camera.
Olivia shook her head slight annoyed herself at Jose Santos. The guy was starting to be a pain in the ass.
"You're well known for your on – again, off - again relationship with a particular Gladiator…" Jose wasn't going to let up. The interview that started out great was turning into a bit of a witch hunt.
An undated video clip of Mical Davidson dressed in blue jeans, a white t-shirt, sunglasses, baseball cap and her trademark leather jacket, was shown. She was leaving a building with a beautiful pink haired muscular woman trailing behind her. It was obvious that they were a couple since they were holding hands tightly.
The video was obviously filmed by a fan or one of those gossip shows that hound celebrities. The two were weaving in and out of the busy streets of New York. The short clip ended showing a very frustrated and irritated Mical Davidson.
Pinching the bridge of her nose and counting to ten silently, Mical took a calming breath. Her smile was more forced then before.
"It's been over for a long time. If that's what you're going to ask. I haven't seen her in almost 2 years so it's really over and I wish her all the best."
Jose finally got the hint and backed off on anymore personal questions. The rest of the interview went a bit more smoothly.
Back in the studio, Dee was seen with her fake smile and her Barbie doll waistline.
"Wow Jose! That was some interview."
Nodding, Jose smiled. "Catch more on Mical Davidson on our website. Well have more interviews with the rest of the cast later on this week."
"Thanks Jose. Pop sensation Tabatha is at it again, this time getting pulled over for drunk driving…"
Alex picked up the remote and flipped it to American Gladiators. She glanced at Olivia who looked a bit…pissed.
"Uh-oh…what's wrong this time?" Alex said with a smirk on her face. Liv just glanced at her friend and rolled her eyes.
"Nothing. That interviewer was a bit of a…"
"Sneaky ass? Yeah, I've noticed. But that's not our problem. I think Mical handled herself well considering. Besides, she's probably used to all that crap anyways…"
Alex got up to phone for the pizza. Olivia sat quietly fuming. She wasn't even sure why she felt this protective about a complete stranger whom she will never meet. Shaking her head Liv got up and headed for the kitchen.
Alex quietly followed her and watched from the door way of the kitchen. "You're really irritated by that interview, aren't you?" She was genuinely surprised by Liv's reaction. She normally gagged at the celebrity hype.
Shrugging, Olivia leaned against the counter and popped open her can and took a sip. "I just didn't like the interviewer…very pushy…" She pushed herself off and went back to the couch. Alex crossed her arms over her chest and followed Liv and sat next to her.
They watched Gladiators in silence, occasionally poking fun at the hapless contestants. Olivia kept her eyes on one particular Gladiator – a pink haired woman by the name of 'Phoenix'.
Her eyes followed ever move she made. I can see why Mical would be interested in her…perfect hair, smile, and cute dimples, physically fit…hell! She had perfect teeth!
"Hello! Anyone in there?" Alex was waving a hand in front of Liv's face for the last 5 minutes. Snapping out of it, Olivia blushed as she looked at Alex.
"Really, Liv…you need to get out more…" Alex ducked as a pillow narrowly missed her head. She laughed at the look Liv was giving her.
"Ok…I'm outta here. I've had enough ego bashing for one night…" She got up and headed for the door. Alex jumped up and blocked Olivia's path and placed her hands on Liv's shoulders.
"Ok, ok…I'm sorry. No more bashing. I promise. Please stay…we haven't gotten a chance to just hang out with each other the past few months…," the blonde pleaded. Sighing, Olivia just rolled her eyes and hugged her friend.
Stepping back she slid an arm around Alex's waist and led her to the couch. "I know, work's been…hectic. With Chester getting arrested and Casey leaving…" Liv trailed off and ran a hand through her wavy hair.
Alex patted Olivia's thigh. "I know…" she said softly. She rested her head on Liv's shoulder and felt Olivia place her arm on the back of the couch. "You know, if I were gay, I'd totally be your girlfriend…" Alex said with a smile.
Olivia felt her stress fade away and she smiled. "Well, you are my straight girlfriend…" They both laughed. They had heard the rumours and speculation about their relationship from their co-workers. The two loved to tease the guys at work by standing extra close or making it a point stare longer then necessary for good measure.
"If you were my girlfriend, you would have dumped me a long time ago…" Olivia said very quietly. Alex sighed. They had this conversation a million times before and it seemed that Olivia believed it more and more.
Alex was spared the snappy comment when she heard the door chime. Uncurling herself from Liv's embrace, she padded to the door.
Liv…you're going to change your mind about that…I'll make sure of it…Alex thought.
"Mical, you've got to relax and calm down…"
Spinning on her heal, Mical glared at her friend and co-star. "Calm down! How does one calm down when you're dealing with a Prima Donna! She can't even walk and talk at the same bloody time without falling down!"
Mical was fuming, Ben knew. Kerry was up to her antics again and it was grinding on everyone's nerves and it was only the second day of production. He also knew that these two women did not get a long. Where Kerry was full of herself and always demanding attention, Mical was quiet and respectful of those around her – almost invisible at times.
It was the only reason he signed on to do the show. He had worked with Mical on a few smaller projects and he admired her work ethic as well as her personality.
"Two of the best director's have already walked out of here because of her! What the hell was Donavan Kane thinking when he signed her!" Mical was pacing the small dressing room. Benjamin sat in silence and watched as Mical let out steam.
"I don't know either. I'm not fond of the woman myself but we don't have much of a choice here. Look…it's no use in blowing up at her crap. It's what she wants anyways. Why don't we do what we're paid to do? Say our lines and make sure we do a hell of a job of it. Once the camera's stop rolling, we don't associate our selves with her. Sound good to you?"
Mical stopped in front of Ben and sighed. She was calmer now then when she stormed his dressing room. Nodding, she ran a hand through her short hair and sat down next to Ben.
They were quiet, lost in there own thoughts.
"I saw your interview the other night…" Ben started to say but stopped as he saw Mical's face. "I take it, it didn't go so well?"
Mical rubbed her hand over her tired face. "You can say that. This is why I hate doing interviews…their vultures."
"Welcome to the Hollywood life, buddy. At least Santos didn't go through your trash…"
"You're kidding me right?"
"Nope. Megan found him going through our trash one night a few years ago. Scared the kids shitless. Megan came running out with a bat in her hand, screaming. Santos took off screeching like a turkey!"
They both laughed at the thought of Ben's small wife scaring off a man half her size.
"How are Megan and the girls?"
Ben eyed his friend knowing what she was trying to do. "They're fine. And they miss you like crazy…"
"I miss them too…"
"Don't try and change the subject either."
Mical let out a breath. She was quiet and Ben waited patiently for her to say something.
"You think that'll ever happen to me?" She asked softly. Those close to Mical knew of her fear of loosing that kind of privacy. It was a fear shared by many stars, a lot of them opting for the easy release of drugs and the fast life.
But Mical Davidson was the very rare few that had a gift of story telling. And she had a quiet way about her that made her even more vulnerable to attacks by those in the media.
"I can't promise you that it won't happen. Now that you've opened up that can of worms about your dad, it's open season…"
"That's not what I meant. I can deal with that. I mean, you think I'll ever find what you and Megan have?"
Ben knew that the break up with Jenna 'Phoenix' Storm had a deep effect on her. Although Jenna was 7 years younger, the two seemed good for each other – at the time. Then Jenna got the part she had been dreaming of – Gladiator Games. Jenna had packed her bags, and left Mical in a half empty condo. The only goodbye was from a sticky note left on the fridge.
Since then, Mical had kept to herself. She went from work then straight home to an empty apartment in upper Manhattan. Ben was thoughtful for a moment.
"Yeah, you will. Just as soon as you quit being a damn monk…" he teased. His smile got wider when he saw Mical laughing quietly.
Slapping Mical on the back, Ben got up and stretched. Motioning for her to follow, Ben smirked as he spoke, "Come on. Let's see how long this director stays before he jumps ship…"
Grinning, Mical followed Ben out of the room and down the hall. "20 bucks says he'll be outta here in…less then an hour," Mical offered as she glanced at her watch. Rubbing his hands together, Ben had a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Ok…how bout I up the ante? I'll see your 20 and raise you 80…"
"Feeling lucky now, are we? You're on!"
They laughed and headed for the boardroom where the big bosses and producers were. They were going to have a meeting about schedules and of course, Kerry Madison.
"By the way, have you found any detectives that you can shadow for a bit?" Ben asked as they rounded a corner.
"Yeah, I'm supposed to be meeting with the captain in a couple days, so we'll see…"
Mical raised an eyebrow. "Benny, you really need to stop speaking like your kids…" she teased. Ben just took a teasing swipe at Mical and both laughed.
They stopped in front of a door that read: DONAVAN KANE. They took a breath and stared at each other.
"Yup…into the lions den we go…" Mical whispered as Ben knocked.
"Olivia my office please," Cragen signalled for his detective. Liv looked at her partner but Elliot just shrugged.
"At least he said please," Elliot said cheekily as Olivia headed for the office. She gave the captain a questioning glance as she stepped inside.
"Have a seat. I'm sure you've heard that Mical Davidson is filming in New York…"
"Oh no…" Liv groaned. "I'm gonna be a babysitter?"
"Well…I'm a little too old for a babysitter don't you think?" Said the voice. Olivia snapped around to see Mical Davidson leaning against the wall behind the door. Mical stepped out of the shadows and slid her hands in the back pockets of her jeans. She gave Olivia a small smile and looked back at the captain.
Clearing his throat, Cragen awkwardly introduced the two women. "Ms. Davidson this is Detective Olivia Benson. Olivia this is Ms. Davidson…" Mical held out her hand and Liv shook it, still not quite over her embarrassment and shock.
"Please, call me Mical…" she said gently and took the seat next to Olivia.
"Detective Benson was just saying how she'd love to be partnered with you for the next couple of weeks." Captain Cragen looked directly at Olivia. She squirmed slightly and smiled awkwardly.
Mical smiled at Olivia's discomfort and found it cute. "I promise I won't get in the way. You won't even know I'm there…" Mical said sincerely.
"Um…I…that's not a problem…" Olivia stuttered, finally finding her voice. Again Mical smiled warmly at Olivia which only made it harder for Liv to breathe.
She's so beautiful…
Jumping at the sound of Cragen's voice, Liv turned a dark shade of red as she heard the woman beside her laugh quietly. She turned to see Mical covering her smile with a well placed hand. She looked up and stared at Liv with smiling eyes.
Olivia couldn't help but return the smile. She quickly turned and spoke to Cragen. "Sorry sir…my mind was else where."
"I'm sure it was…Mical, when would you like to start?"
"Well, as soon as possible. The sooner I have a handle on the ins and outs of Special Victims, the better chance I have at not making a complete fool of myself or the unit."
"Detective?" Cragen looked at Olivia expectantly.
"Well…it looks like it's going to be a bit of a slow day…"
"Good." Then looking at Mical, Captain Cragen smiled and spoke evenly. "Today work with you?" Mical solemnly nodded. "Well then. Welcome aboard…" Cragen stood and held his hand out. "I'm sure you two can come to some sort of ideal schedule."
Mical immediately shook it then turning to Olivia, she gave an apologetic smile. Getting up slowly, Olivia sighed. I'm never going to live this down with the rest of the squad…
Opening the door, Liv motioned for Mical to follow her out. Mical slipped on her baseball cap and pulled it low around her eyes and obediently followed the detective out.
Elliot looked up from his computer and threw a questioning glance at Liv. As soon as they were close enough, Olivia made the introductions.
"El, this is Mical Davidson. Mical, this is my partner Detective Elliot Stabler…"
"The Mical Davidson?" Elliot was amazed at meeting the actress.
Smiling, Mical nodded. "Yup, that's me." She held her hand out and firmly shook Elliot's hand.
"My eldest is a big fan of yours…" He smiled as Mical blushed.
"Well…uh…thanks…" Mical stammered and she blushed deeply. Elliot sensed that Mical wasn't used to that kind of attention.
Clearing her throat, Olivia reached over and grabbed a couple of files. "Wish we could do this all day but we have work to do. I'll be upstairs with Ms. Davidson going over a few things if you need me."
Taking the hint, Elliot nodded. "Its nice meet you…"
Mical smiled, "like wise." She turned and followed Olivia up the stairs and sat in the chair the detective indicated.
"This is how it's going to be…" Olivia said firmly. Mical listened intently as Liv laid out the ground rules.
"…And you're in now way going with me when my partner and I get called out to a…"
"Excuse me?" Olivia was slightly taken by surprise.
"I said no…" Mical said seriously. When she researched for a role, she wanted to know ever aspect of the work involved. And if it meant getting up at two in the morning to do it, then so be it.
"That's not negotiable. It's dangerous for one, and you're a civilian. We don't have regular hours like the rest of the world. We can get called out to a scene at any time of day or night…"
"I'm up for the challenge…" Mical retorted.
"This is no movie…people can do unthinkable things to another human being. This isn't a joke..."
"Did I say it was a joke?" Mical snapped back. She was dead serious. Olivia could see the anger in her eyes at the implication.
Mical waved off the apology. "Just because I get to play 'pretend' doesn't mean I don't know what happens in the real world. I know…trust me I know…"
The way Mical said it made Olivia wonder if she was speaking from experience. Olivia made a mental note to ask about it some time.
Mical had a solution to their little problem. "Tell you what. If something happens that may put me or others in danger, I'll back off. But I need to know how it's done so I can do my job right…I'm going on your calls."
Olivia didn't like it but she didn't have a choice. "Fine. But you do as I say. Understood? You follow my every order, no screwing around with that," she said firmly.
All of a sudden, Mical gave her a big smile that would have knocked Olivia on her butt if she hadn't been sitting already. "Deal!" Olivia found herself smiling despite herself and found herself studying the beautiful features of Mical's face.
Olivia noticed a subtle blush creeping up Mical's face. She realized she had been staring. "Sorry…" Liv mumbled as she busied herself with organizing the files she had in her hand.
Clearing her throat, Mical just nodded and gestured to the files in Olivia's hands. "What are those, if you don't mind me asking?"
Grateful for the distraction, Olivia got down to familiarizing Mical with some of the cases that she and Elliot were working on.
"Well, these are some of the things you're gonna need to get used to seeing…" Olivia opened up a file and slid it over to Mical who got busy with reading the reports.
After a few minutes, Mical had to close the file and momentarily look away. She swallowed the bile that had risen in her throat and she shut her eyes to keep out the images that flooded her mind.
"You ok?" Olivia's husky voice was gentle. Mical tried to speak but she was having difficulty with the task. Olivia quickly moved to Mical's side and had a comforting hand on her back.
"Why don't we take a break? Maybe take a walk outside…get some fresh air." Olivia suggested. She was noticing the woman was turning a good shade of pale. Olivia regretted showing her the case file.
Nodding slowly, Mical cleared her throat and tried to speak again. "That be a good idea…" she said roughly. Olivia gently helped Mical up by slipping a hand under one arm and wrapping the other arm around Mical's shoulder.
Olivia felt the muscles in Mical's arm and shoulders. Nice…inhaling sharply, Olivia shook the thoughts that came after. She still had a hand underneath Mical's arm as they went down the stairs.
Olivia reached out and dropped the files on her desk then grabbed her jacket off of her chair.
"We're just gonna take a walk…" Olivia said to Elliot as he watched the two women go. He nodded and went back to staring blankly at his computer screen.
"40 bucks says they're gonna do more then just 'walk'…" John said with a wiggle of his brow. Fin rolled his eyes as Elliot tossed a balled up paper at him.
"I guess I'll be spending my well earned 40 by myself…" John said a bit disappointed.
"Like that's anything new..." Fin retorted with a smirk. Elliot quietly laughed as John feigned hurt.
Outside, Mical stumbled a bit but regained some of her composure as she took in a gulp of air.
"Thanks…" she said quietly. She leaned against the wall and put her hands on her knees and breathed in deeply.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have shown you that…" Olivia started but stopped as Mical shook her head.
"Don't be. You probably did it to shake me up a bit, right?" Mical said with a small smile on her face. The guilty look on Liv's face gave her away. Olivia tried to apologize again but Mical stopped her.
"No worries. I get you're not to keen with the idea of having to…uh…baby-sit me. It's cool."
Shaking her head, Olivia wanted to explain. "No it's not. I was completely out of line. Both in Cragen's office and when I showed you that file. Yeah, I wanted to make you see what you were in for…"
Nodding, Mical shoved her hands in her pockets. "I understand. When I have to do some research on a part, that's usually the same reaction I get. Actually, that's pretty much the reaction I get in general," Mical said with an embarrassed laugh. Olivia, however, didn't find it funny.
She was going to comment on it when Mical asked if she had eaten anything today. "No I haven't yet…"
"Great! Let's go and eat then. I'm starving!" Mical turned on her heel and started to walk. Olivia shook her head slightly as she caught up with the actress. Her gut was telling her that Mical was hiding something.
Not that it's any of your business, Detective, Olivia thought. Sighing, Olivia quietly followed Mical watching the reaction of some of the people they passed. Some did a double take, while others stared wide eyed.
Realizing they had stopped outside one of the most expensiverestaurants, Olivia kindly declined. "Detective, I'm buying. Don't worry about a thing." Mical smiled and winked as she held the door open for Olivia.
What the hell…you only live once…Olivia gave a small smile and went inside followed by Mical. Immediately, Mical was greeted with a warm smile and a hug by the owner himself.
"Hey Mic! Long time no see, man! Where the hell have you been?" The owner said with a friendly slap to the back. Mical smiled brightly at him and shrugged.
"I've been busy…" she said quietly. She hated talking about work with her friends.
"No kidding! And who might this lovely lady be?" He turned to Olivia and held out his hand.
"This is detective Benson, a friend of mine," Mical replied before Liv had the chance.
"A pleasure to meet you…. You two must be starving. This way…I'll show you to your seats." The two women followed him to the back of the restaurant, far away from prying eyes.
"Thanks, Bobby. You're the best…"
"You know me. I try!" He said with a smirk. They laughed then he went to get them their drinks.
Olivia looked around in amazement. "You know the owner?"
Nodding, Mical fiddled with her napkin. "Yeah. His wife is a close friend of mine." Bobby came back with their drinks.
"So ladies, what will it be?" Olivia glanced over the menu then made her selection. "Let me guess…the usual?" Laughing, Mical nodded shyly. "You got it boss." He quickly turned and headed for the kitchen.
Olivia eyed Mical suspiciously. "The usual? Dare I ask?" Mical laughed out loud.
"It's a really expensive version of a burger and fries…"
Eyes widening, Olivia stared in shock. "I thought you celebrities are supposed to splurge on cars or jewellery."
"Eh…I don't need more then one car. And jewellery…don't need 'em," Mical shrugged. Olivia shook her head.
"So how do you know the owner and his wife?" Olivia leaned forward and rested her elbows on the table.
"I actually set them up…" Mical said with a proud smile. Stella and Bobby were perfect for each other. No one could be more in love then those two.
Olivia watched as Mical's face brightened as she spoke of her friends. "So, not only are you an actress, but you're also cupid…" she said with a hint of a smile.
Playing along, Mical pressed a finger to her lips. "Shhh…don't tell anyone else. It'll ruin my image." Olivia laughed.
Bobby came back with their food. "Enjoy ladies." He turned and headed for the kitchen again. They ate in silence, quietly savouring their meal. They were half way done when a group of young women came up to the table. They were giggling like school girls.
"Um…excuse us, but aren't you Mical Davidson?"
Smiling at them, Mical shrugged. "So I've been told."
The taller one of the group elbowed her friend next to her and whispered, "Told you it was her!" Mical patiently waited as they calmed down long enough to ask for an autograph.
"Of course. Who should I make it out to?" She pulled out a pen from her pocket and took the napkin she was offered.
"Rhonda. My name is Rhonda…" said the tall woman. She gave a little squeal as Mical handed the napkin back.
"Do you mind if I take your picture?" Asked another. Mical looked at Olivia apologetically and reluctantly got up and posed with the group of woman as another took the picture. The women thanked Mical profusely as they left the restaurant.
Mical sat back down. "I'm sorry about that. Normally, I'm left alone…"
Olivia smiled softly. "It's alright. I think you've just made their year…" Feeling herself bush at the compliment, Mical looked away.
Bobby came rushing out. "I'm so sorry about that Mical…"
Mical waved the apology off with a kind smile. "No worries man…that's alright. Don't worry…"
"I promise that won't happen again…"
"Bobby! It's cool. You don't have to do that…really. It's alright…" Bobby still looked unconvinced but just nodded. To make it up to them, dessert would be on the house. Olivia was about to decline when she felt Mical's warm hand on hers. She looked at the other woman, trying to remember to breath.
Mical shook her head slightly and winked. She turned to Bobby and smiled brightly. "If that's the case, give us the most expensive thing you've got in here!" Bobby smiled giving him his appearance a more boyish look.
"Coming right up!" He practically bounced all the way to the kitchen. Mical hadn't removed her hand from Liv's and Olivia was pretty content with not moving hers either. They sat quietly as the waited for dessert to arrive.
Occasionally they would catch each other staring at the other. They'd smile sheepishly then look away only to do it all over again. Dessert finally came and the two thanked Bobby.
It was a huge piece of dark chocolate cake. "Wow…where do you want to start?" Olivia asked. Mical playfully turned the plate over and over, examining it.
"Hmmm…well, this side does have more chocolate…but that has more frosting on it…"
Laughing at the silliness of it, Olivia made the decision for her. She took her fork and took a piece of cake from Mical's side. As the cake hit her taste buds, Olivia moaned in satisfaction.
"This is amazing…" she said with her mouth full. She looked up to see Mical staring at her with a look that was unreadable. She took another piece of cake and offered it to Mical.
The other woman took the cake into her mouth and was surprised. "Mmmm…that is good." Mical then feed Olivia another piece of cake. They went on like that until they had both finished off dessert.
Olivia glanced down at her watch and nearly jumped out of her skin. "We gotta go. It's already two o'clock…"
"Oh shit! I'm sorry Liv!" Mical quickly reached for her wallet as Bobby came out.
"Forget about it. It's on the house…but come back soon though." He said. Mical gave him a quick hug.
"Thanks. I will, I promise. Say hello to Stella for me." Mical held out her hand for Olivia who took it without realizing what she was doing.
They both dashed for the door and quickly headed for the precinct.
"You're not going to get into trouble are you?" Mical asked worried. Olivia glanced at Mical and smiled gently.
"Nah…I've been in worse situations then this…" They stepped off of the elevator and walked quickly to Olivia's desk.
Elliot was there as was Fin, Munch and Captain Cragen. Oh man…I'm in shit now…Olivia thought.
She was about to explain why she was out for so long when Cragen handed her a slip of paper.
"You, Elliot and Mical get to Belleview. 18 year old was raped…" Olivia quickly took a breath then motioned for Mical to follow close behind. Elliot was already at the elevators.
All three stood quietly as they waited to reach the lobby. They all climbed out and made their way to the car with Mical sitting in the back.
"Time to get your feet wet detectiveDavidson…" Elliot said as he drove.
I hope I know what I'm doing…Mical thought as they raced to the hospital.