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Fic: A Sense of Deja Vu - Part 4/?

Title: A Sense of Deja Vu 4/?
Author: agentb81
Fandom: Law and Order: SVU & Grey’s Anatomy - crossover

Pairing: Olivia/Alex & Izzie/Addison
Rating: PG - NC-17 eventually
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything.
Summary: Set in NY, two old friends, Alex and Addison, find it difficult to communicate their feelings to their respective crushes. Multi chapter fic.

Spoilers: Starts after season 3 in Grey’s Anatomy and after Alex’s return to SVU during season 10.

Izzie Stevens lay exhausted on the plush hotel bed. To say the events of her day were unplanned was a major understatement. She stared at the ceiling, her arm thrown over her forehead in an attempt to stave off the headache that was threatening to formulate. The doctor momentarily closed her eyes, remembering the reason for being in New York City in the first place. She had told Detective Benson she was looking for someone. It hadn’t been a lie, Izzie had travelled across the country in search of the one person who had her spinning, who made her feel so scared and excited all at once. She was unsure where she stood in terms of their ‘relationship’. It had been a long slow dance of come here, go away and it had ended on the go away aspect, with one of the two quite literally uprooting and leaving. A solitary tear escaped the brown eyes. Izzie was unsure if she was doing the right thing, but had she stayed in Seattle she would have regretted it. She had to at least try to find the person who might well be the love of her life, and if it wasn’t to be, then so be it, at least she had tried and Izzie Stevens was not one to give up easily.

The blond rolled over and lay on her side, now looking through the vast window and out onto an array of skyscrapers. Her mind drifted back to the brunette detective she had shared lunch with. Being isolated in a huge city like New York had been daunting enough, but to find herself in the middle of a crime was somewhat unsettling and the welcoming gesture from the detective to have lunch and to chat was a small but saving grace. Izzie had found her heart and her head in a heavy battle, so many times in the past she had let her heart rule and had it broken. Her friends had no idea she had taken off the way she did, of course they aware of her having personal time, but it was only a matter of time before they started calling and leaving messages on her cell phone. As she succumbed to a light slumber, the doctor’s thoughts drifted back to the woman who had forced her into this quandary.


“Twice in two days, to what do I owe the pleasure Lexie?” Addison asked suspiciously as the bar tender placed a scotch on the rocks before her.

“I really needed to talk.” Alex shifted on the bar stool, making herself comfortable.

“And a phone call is so twenty first century.”

Alex rolled her eyes at her friend’s sarcasm. She knew Addison had a sharp wit however she was in need of serious conversation right now. “We had a fight.”

“You’ve told me about your ‘fights’, I think you enjoy them far too much.” The doctor accused.

“Not this one.”

“Why? What have you done?” Addison’s eyes narrowed.

“I got jealous.”

“You got jealous? About what?”

“Liz, my old boss, saw Olivia with another woman having lunch. So, I jumped to conclusions and headed straight down to the station house.”

“Oh.” Addison realised. “That poor woman. You confronted her in the squad room, didn’t you?”

“What do you mean, that poor woman?”

“Lexie,” the doctor sighed, “I’ve been on the end of one of your tongue lashings, in a completely none sexual way . . .”

“. . . ew Addie.” Alex wrinkled her nose at the implications of her friend’s comment.

“It’s not a pleasant experience Alex and you chastised her in front of the whole squad?”

“Not the whole squad . . .” Alex realised Addison was right, it hadn’t been fair on Olivia and Alex’s jealousy had crossed the line and clouded her professionalism. “She forced me into an interrogation room.”

“I hope she gives as good as she gets.”

“She’s no push over.”

Addison smiled, “Have you met your match Lexie?”

“I think I have. If she doesn’t think I’m a complete moron.” Alex picked up her wine glass, taking a healthy gulp of the burgundy liquid. Addison patted her free hand that rested on the bar.

“I’m sure that’s not the case. Now tell me about the argument, what was said, what happened?”

“I accused her of being on a date when she should have been meeting with me. She became defensive which I kind of mistook for guilt.”

“I hope you’re a better prosecutor than you are lovesick fool.”

Alex frowned at her friend’s comment and continued, “She took pity on a witness from out of town and bought her lunch.” The blond lawyer hung her head in shame, embarrassed by her behaviour.

“Lexie, as your friend I can see how you were duped into thinking the wrong thing, I can also see that Olivia is a very compassionate and caring woman and you falling for her is no big surprise. I can also see that you need to keep your feelings in check and keep a reign on that green eyed monster of yours because you could lose her before you’ve even had her.” She smiled a small sad smile, having seen Alex’s irrational star crossed lover side before. “Be the Alex Cabot that Olivia Benson knows and loves.”

“She doesn’t love me.” The lawyer snorted.

“How did she react to your accusations?”

“She was angry and I think a little insulted and hurt.” Alex cringed.

“There you go.” Addison stated simply and downed the contents of her glass, “Another one?”

“Yeah, my round.” Alex said as she signalled the same again to the bartender.

“Now, don’t get me wrong, but there’s a guy over there checking you out.” Addison whispered close to Alex’s ear, “Don’t turn around and be obvious.”

“Hey, I can do subtle.”

“Like a bull in a china shop.” The doctor quipped.

“I’m ignoring that as I turn ever so subtly round to see who . . . oh.” She shot her companion a look.

“Who is he?” Addison asked, “Oh wait, you can introduce me, he’s coming over.” The bartender placed the drinks before the ladies.

“Let me get those for you ladies.”

“Thank you Trevor.” Alex said through gritted teeth.

“Are you going to introduce me to your beautiful friend Alexandra?” Trevor Langan asked. Addison rolled her eyes, she had seen his type a million times over.

“Trevor, this is Dr Addison Forbes Montgomery, Addie this Trevor Langan, defense attorney.” Alex said with little enthusiasm, waving her hand between the two rather limply.

“A pleasure to meet you Addison.” The tall attorney reached across and offered a hand to the surgeon. Reluctantly, she took it, providing a firm handshake to indicate she was sure of herself and in control of the situation. She sighed, there was no chance she could now share her inner turmoil with her best friend. It was going to be a long evening.


The suspect was sat in the interrogation room. He appeared agitated and fidgety, his overgrown mousy brown hair was unkempt, his stubble was bordering a full grown beard and he sat hunched over the desk.

“He makes bail and the first thing he does is attack another child.”

“I’m sorry Olivia.”

“Alex, we’ve been through this, it’s not your fault. There’s no chance the SOB will see the light of day again.” Olivia concluded, staring at David Berami.

“Where did you find him?”

“After he skipped bail we figured we’d find him in his favourite haunt, true to form he didn’t let us down, we added drunk and disorderly to the charge and assaulting a police officer.”

“Who did he assault?”

“Elliot’s knuckles.” Olivia said with little emotion.


“Relax, he was so wasted he had no idea what day it was.”

“He seems to have sobered up some.” The blond observed.

“A little, we’ve had plenty of time waiting for Langan so we’ve literally drip-fed him coffee.”

“Is that a good idea?” Alex asked pensively.

“You should have seen the state he was in before.” The detective smiled.

“Err, guys, Langan’s here, he’s in with the Captain making noise.” Elliot said as he popped his head around the door frame.

“Thanks for the head’s up El.” Olivia thanked her partner who disappeared as quickly as he had arrived.

“I can do without Trevor today. Last night was enough.” The ADA sighed. Olivia shot her head sideways to look at the lawyer.

“Last night?” The brunette snapped uncharacteristically.

Alex realised that she had spoken aloud and not in her head as she had initially intended. “He crashed my party,” she began to explain, “I was having a d- Trevor, how lovely to see you again.” Alex feigned with her best fake smile as the defence attorney walked in behind Olivia.

“Alex, this is a bit of an anticlimax after our rendezvous last night.” The blond smirked at the audacity of the tall lawyer.

“Trevor, I’ll let you in on a little secret, to have an anticlimax requires a climax to have occurred prior to that and trust me, there was no climax, you’d know about it. Actually I take that back, YOU,” she jabbed a finger into his chest. “will never know about it.” Olivia raised an eyebrow, impressed with the blond’s bravado and more so with her berating of Trevor Langan.

“I get it.” Trevor stated, “I interrupted your date last night and now you’re upset. I get it, it’s ok Alex, your secret’s safe with me. And I have to say, you do have good taste.” He smirked. The blond glanced at Olivia. The brunette had donned her best detective face, if she felt anything, she wasn’t giving it away. “Can I see my client now?” Trevor finished, a smug grin adorning his features.


Olivia was washing her hands at the basin of the bathroom when Alex exited one of the stalls. Their eyes met in the mirror, the brunette offered a small smile as Alex approached the basin beside her.

“It wasn’t a date.” The blond offered.

“Does it matter what it was?” Olivia replied flippantly.

“Liv, my best friend Addie is back in town after years of being away, we’ve been spending a lot of time together catching up. We’ve both been through a lot, I ‘died’ and she divorced. She’s the sister I never had.” The blond rushed out whilst scrubbing her hands under the faucet. She was scared of Olivia pulling further away if she didn’t explain. The brunette detective chuckled to herself. “What is it? What are you thinking?” the ADA panicked, shutting off the faucet and grabbing a couple of paper towels.

“You don’t have to justify yourself to me Alex, but thank you, it’s comforting to know you have someone you can talk to.” Olivia offered sadly.

“I’d like it to be you.” Alex braved.

“You’d like what to be me?” the detective asked for clarification.

“I want you to be the one I . . .”

“LIV, VISITOR.” Elliot yelled through the bathroom door, cutting Alex short.

“DAMN IT STABLER!” Olivia yelled back in frustration, “I’LL BE RIGHT OUT.”

“You had better get that.” Alex offered.

“Yeah. Maybe we could talk later?” Olivia asked.

“I’d like that.” The blond confirmed. The detective smiled warmly at her ADA before turning and strolling out of the bathroom. Alex took a moment to steady herself, leaning on the sink she closed her eyes for a moment, amazed she had managed to form a coherent sentence in front of the detective in terms of her feelings. She wondered if this could finally be it with Olivia, the start of what she had been longing for and dreaming of for years. She had made a step, plucked the courage from an adrenaline rush from fear she had somehow lost Olivia already. It was out there now, at least she thought it was. Alex surmised it would be the talk later that would define their relationship. Nervous once again, she opened her eyes and looked in the mirror while gaining her composure before proceeding to head out to the squad room, she had a suspect and a pesky lawyer to contend with.

To be continued . . .

Tags: grey's anatomy, izzie/addison, olivia/alex, svu

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