Juliet and Juliet?

Chapter 18

"Just do it." Olivia said through gritted teeth.

"Any last requests?"

"Just one," the Detective rasped out.

"Anything."

"Remember to ask Suzy for some gingerbread for the road, that was the best thing I've tasted all day."

"Really?" Alex said and curled a hand around the Detective's neck, pulled their bodies together causing Olivia to moan at the sensation of her bare flesh meeting the silk of Alex's blouse. Alex hungrily devoured the mouth beneath hers, parting the lips and invading Olivia's mouth with wild abandon. She sucked Olivia's tongue into her hot mouth and caressed it with her own. After a lengthy couple of minutes, she pulled away and looked into the chocolate orbs and raised a single, questioning eyebrow.

"Okay, the second best thing I've tasted all day," Olivia amended and licked her lips.

Alex held up the skin adhesive, checking the instructions again, she took a deep breath and sank to her knees in front of Olivia. Olivia placed her hands on her shoulders, steadying herself for the pending pain and unavoidable discomfort.

"I've pictured this y'know..." Olivia started, but trailed off.

Alex snorted, "Being chased by Liam Connors' brother across the country? Having a gaping hole in your side? Or sitting in a Diner in the backwoods with a dirty FBI agent?"

Olivia moved one of her hands to Alex's head and ran her fingers through the silky blonde hair, "No, having your hands on me," she admitted shyly.

Alex smiled at the confession, "Well, once this mess is over...what say I treat you to a Cabot cabin weekend in the Catskills, where I can guarantee nobody will interrupt us?" she asked, without lifting her head.

"I like the sound of that... Okay, quit stalling, you've got me distracted enough," she took in a deep breath and braced herself, "Hit me with the superglue."

Alex carefully applied the adhesive to both wounds as quickly as she could. She placed gauze over each wound and secured them with medical tape before standing, "All done," she announced to a relieved Detective. They both stood, faced the vanity mirror and admired the handiwork of the ADA before washing up. Olivia was relieved to finally get a chance to wash all the dried blood off. She was also pleased the matted hair at the back of her head just looked like she had used too much product, Alex had washed the area gently and smoothed the strands down as best she could.

Alex repacked her briefcase and helped Olivia put the windbreaker back on, as she zipped it up Olivia commented, "We've been in here 15 minutes, I'm surprised Porter hasn't come looking for us."

Alex looked in the mirror and finger brushed her own hair, "Are you kidding? He wouldn't dare run the risk of causing a scene, not after the performance you put in at the table," she answered smiling at Olivia's reflection.

Olivia raised a finger and pointed it at her chest, "Me? I was just being friendly...and making sure Suzy doesn't forget us in a hurry," she replied.

"Well, she definitely got that message, Miss Olivia from Manhattan," Alex mocked.

Before Olivia could reply, the bathroom door opened and Anna walked in.

"There's a really hot but creepy guy at the end of the counter. Dark hair, tanned skin. He keeps looking over at us. I think he's gonna come over. He FBI too?" she asked

"Yeah, he's with us," Olivia replied and turned to Alex, "we'd better get back." She patted Anna's arm and thanked her again for the cellphone and told her she'd be in touch. As they were about to exit the bathroom, Alex stopped her.