Alex blinked the sleep out of her eyes and looked around. She was in the guest room at her mother's house. Then the memories of the previous night came crashing down on her. She looked at the engagement ring on her finger. It didn't mean anything now. She took it off and set it on the nightstand.
After getting changed into some yoga pants and her brother's old football sweatshirt, she ventured out of the room to find her mother sitting on the couch and reading the newspaper. When she heard Alex walk in, she put the paper down, "How do you feel?"
"Like someone ran me over with a bus," Alex groaned and gently sat in a chair across from her mother.
Celine wanted to know more, but she didn't pry. She knew her daughter. Alex would open up when she was ready and not a second sooner.
"Are you hungry?" Celine asked, softly.
Alex shook her head, "I don't think so."
Celine was quiet waiting for Alex to speak. Her patients paid off when Alex finally broke the silence. "I don't remember getting into bed."
"Olivia carried you in," Celine answered.
Alex pulled her knees to her chest. "What do you think?"
"About what?" Celine grinned.
Alex raised an eyebrow in classic 'get serious' fashion.
Celine leaned forward hoping to emphasize her words, "I know you'll do the right thing."
"Do you mind telling me what the right thing is?" Alex asked.
A gentle smile crossed the older woman's face. "You'll know."
Alex moved to the couch and leaned into her mother, "When did it all get so complicated?"
Celine stroked her daughter's hair, "The day you were born. You've never been a simple child."
Alex chuckled and took a deep breath, "I'm going to go to my office. See if there's anything I can do there."
"Word around the water cooler is that you bailed on your own engagement party," Jim said from the door.
Alex glared at him, "Don't you have somewhere to be?"
He stepped in and closed the door behind him, "Look, Al. If something happens you know you can talk to me right?"
"Jim," Alex crossed her arms, "Get to work."
Jim sighed and walked out of the office.
Alex sat down, only to be interrupted by a knock on her door. She looked up to see Jessica Rossi standing in the doorway, file in hand. "I had a question about the Trenton case."
Alex gestured to the seat in front of her.
Jessica handed Alex the file and sat in the chair as Alex read over it. Alex closed it and looked up a few seconds later, "No physical evidence?"
"Just the cigarette butt outside the building, but he said her was just walking by," Jessica explained.
Alex handed the folder back, "What is your gut telling you?"
"That the bastard is as guilty as hell," Jessica replied.
"Take it to trial," Alex nodded.
Jessica smiled, "Thanks." She stood up and paused at the door, "Are you okay after," she paused, "last night?"
Alex gulped, "I'll be okay. What about you?"
Jessica chuckled, "I guess I'm not as brave as you."
"Well, I'm here," Alex replied gently, "If you ever need to talk."
Jessica nodded, "Same here." With that, Jessica walked out.
Alex leaned back in her chair and sighed. She looked on her desk at her phone and finally came to a decision. She picked up the phone and dialed a number she knew by heart. It was time to end it.
"Benson," Olivia answered her phone.
Olivia smiled, "Hi Elliot."
"What are you up to?" Elliot asked.
"I was actually just packing up to leave," Olivia replied.
"Why don't you come to O'Malley's?" Elliot asked, "I'll save you a barstool."
"Alright," Olivia dropped a few files in a drawer, then closed and locked it.
Olivia slid onto the barstool Elliot saved her a few minutes later. The bartender walked over and Olivia ordered a water.
"What's up with you?" Elliot asked, "You've been a million miles away all day."
Olivia nodded when the bartender set down her water. Then looked at Elliot, "You know that engagement party I went to last night?"
"With Thomas," Elliot nodded.
Olivia sighed, "It's was Alex's engagement party."
"Alex Cabot?" Elliot's eyes widened.
Olivia nodded, "Well, we ran into each other on the stairs. And when she saw me," Olivia smiled, "She was speechless."
Elliot chuckled, "That's a first."
"Yeah," Olivia went on, "So then, she took my to the roof and we were up there talking for a while. Then she started crying and I started crying. And she kissed me."
"Then her fiancé came looking for her," Olivia wrapped her hands around the water, "And then he asked to speak to me privately."
Elliot listened intently.
"He said that if she wanted to be with me he wouldn't try to stop her," Olivia said to her water, "Then we told her. I couldn't really read her expression. Then she asked me to take her to her mother's house and that's where I left her."
"Wow,' Elliot put a strong hand on Olivia's shoulder, "Have you talked to her since?"
Olivia shook her head, "I don't want to pressure her or anything. But I want to know."
"Know what?" a very familiar voice asked behind her.
Olivia swiveled in her chair to find Alex, "What are you doing here?"
Alex's eyes twinkled, "Can I talk to you outside?"
Olivia quickly nodded and followed Alex.
Once outside, Alex started walking down the sidewalk with Olivia next to her. She stopped a few steps away and looked at Olivia. She took her hands and took a deep breath, "Liv, I did a lot of thinking over the past 24 hours. And I've come to a conclusion."
Olivia braced herself for the worst, but hoped for the best. She nodded, urging Alex on.
"I don't want to DA's chair if I have to give you up," Alex poured out her heart, "I don't think I can live one more day without you."
Tears started streaming down Olivia's face.
"I love you Liv," Alex put Olivia's hands against her heart, "I'm all yours if you'll have me."
Olivia opened her mouth to answer, but couldn't manage a single syllable so she swept Alex into her arms and kissed her.
"I love you too Lex," Olivia whispered when she broke the kiss.
Alex leaned into Olivia. She felt like everything was okay from the first time in years. She was in Olivia's arms. That's all she ever wanted. This was how it was supposed to be.