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Despite the darkness, Olivia could tell as she pushed open the door that her apartment wasn’t empty. Olivia had hoped Alex would choose to come here after leaving her at Bellvue to wait for the outcome of Cheryl’s surgery. She’d thought she’d find Alex sound asleep in bed at such a late hour. "You’re awake. [...]

The burn in Olivia’s calves began mid-way through her third loop around the Central Park Reservoir. Nearly five miles and she hadn’t managed to shake the thought that had been with her for the past three weeks: when would she get time alone with Alex? Munch and Fin had managed to catch all the cases [...]

Alex’s conscious mind rose slowly from the depths of sleep. The sensation of gentle hands caressing her back, which she assumed was leftover from a dream, was soon joined by the touch of warm lips on the back of her neck as she tried to roll over. "I didn’t expect you to wake up so [...]

The small brass bell mounted on its frame jingled as Alex Cabot pushed open the door to the flower shop. The sweet, organic smell of roses, irises, orchids, and a dozen other flowers suffused the air. The scent of fresh coffee mixed with the flowers’ sweetness in just the right proportions to remind Alex of [...]

“Who is responsible for this? Who approved this,” the young man’s mother demanded. Cragen, Benson, and Stabler avoided the woman’s eyes. “I did,” Alex Cabot said. “You should be ashamed of yourself,” the woman said quietly. “We’ve got the person who did this to him,” Cragen said, attempting to alleviate some of the tension in [...]