This story is inspired by my current favorite song "Edge of Desire" by John Mayer. That's where the inlayed lyrics come from. Thanks for reading. Enjoy...

Olivia paced her apartment at breakneck speed. She let a perp go. She let him run away. She had her gun on him, but looked away for half a second and he split. She chased him, but by the time she had started running, he was already over two fences and through a maze of people.

She wanted to hit something, break something, set something on fire. She wanted to destroy something. That man could harm another woman and Olivia could have stopped it. She kicked over the end table next to her couch, sending a lamp and a few pictures clattering to the ground. The lamp shattered. She found that to be dangerous because it was still plugged in so she kicked the plug out of the wall.

She sunk onto her couch and put her head in her hands. Tears were welling up in her eyes, but she didn't want to cry. She hated crying. She was just so frustrated with herself and with the world that turned out the kind of criminals that would hurt women and children without blinking an eye.

Olivia saw her phone in the mess of broken lamp on the floor. She knew one person who could always calm her down. Alex had always been able to rationalize Olivia into contentment. They had become friends quickly. They were two islands of sanity in a sea of testosterone and they both needed someone they could trust to talk to. Their friendship developed at a naturally rapid pace. At some point though, when they were having coffee one night, Olivia realized that her feelings for the blonde went beyond mere friendship. Maybe she had looked into those dazzling blue eyes a little too long or maybe she had joked around just to see the blonde smile a little too much, but Olivia knew she was long gone. Head over heels. The whole kit and caboodle.

Of course after a terrible experience with a much less mature detective a few years back, Olivia resolved never to get involved with a coworker. Ever. She knew it never led to anything good. So she never said anything to Alex. She never even hinted that she wanted to be more than friends.

However, at this point, Olivia was ready to throw it all out the window. She gingerly picked up her phone, dusted it off to make sure no glass had gotten in it and dialed.

Don't say a word
Just come over and lie here with me
Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see

"Cabot," came the answer on the other line. The background noise came through the line like thunder.

At first Olivia was speechless. In her haste, she forgot to think of something to say. She sighed. Olivia already felt raw and she wasn't sure her voice could handle many words.

Alex knew who was calling her. She heard the detective's sigh come through the other line. After spending copious amounts of time with the detective, she knew something was wrong. She glanced at her date who was sitting patiently, picking at the sleeve of his coat.

The blonde waited for any more sound from Olivia. Finally the detective spoke in a soft, broken voice, "I need to see you." Olivia didn't wait for a response before hanging up.

That was all Alex needed to hear. She stood, picked up her clutch and added to her date, "I'm sorry. I have to run. It's an emergency."

He stood, "Can I see you again?"

She nodded and kissed his cheek, "Call me."

As she quickly walked to her car, she knew that she'd leave a date with any man in the entire world if Olivia needed her.

I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it
I'm scared you'll forget about me

She wasn't really sure if Alex would come. She heard Alex say something about a date earlier. Olivia trudged into the bedroom and fell onto the bed. She managed to kick her shoes off before staring at the wall. In this state, she may break her rule of never getting involved with a coworker. She felt raw. She felt exposed and if Alex came she would see Olivia like that. Then Olivia might test their friendship in the ultimate test of friendship.

So young and full off running
All the way to the edge of desire
Steady my breathing
Silently screaming
I have to have you now

Alex didn't even go home and change before going to Olivia's apartment. She walked up the three flights of stairs in her heels without even blinking. She was focused on the brunette upstairs, not how her shoes were killing her feet. When she got to the door, she saw that the letter had fallen off the front door. Alex knew what that meant. The door had been shut very hard, probably slammed.

She picked up the letter, placing it on the nail. Then she tried to doorknob and wasn't surprised to find the door unlocked. When Olivia was angry when she got home, she usually forgot to lock the door.

The blonde walked into the apartment and closed and locked the door behind her. Once she took a step inside, she saw the broken lamp on the ground next to the table on its side.

She slid off her heels and left them by the door so she could silently search for Olivia.

The detective lay stewing on her bed. She had a corner of the blanket balled up in her fist. Her eyes were open but everything was fuzzy. A white noise pounded in her ears.

Suddenly, a warmth washed over her. Then she felt the mattress sink slightly behind her. A soft, tender hand wrapped around the one that was squeezing the blanket and another arm slid under the pillow under her head so that her head was now laying on the shoulder attached to the arm.

The faint smell of Alex's perfume calmed the rage inside of the detective. The arms around her helped relax her muscles just from the touch.

Don't say a word
Just come over and lie here with me
Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see

Alex started stroking Olivia's hair with the tenderest of touches. She was disturbed by the wake of Olivia's anger. She had never seen Olivia angry enough to break anything. The usually calm detective had never flown off the handle like that. She wasn't sure that Olivia even really registered that she was there. Olivia might be so deep in her head that nothing registered.

She could feel how tense Olivia was just from the scant area where her skin was touching Olivia's. Her sleeveless dress exposed her arms completely, but Olivia was wearing a short sleeved shirt.

No words were said for the rest of the night. Alex just stroked Olivia's hair until the brunette fell asleep before falling asleep herself.

I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it
I'm scared you'll forget about me