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Fic: A Sense of Deja Vu - Part 8/?

Title: A Sense of Deja Vu 8/?
Author: agentb81

Fandom: Law and Order: SVU & Grey’s Anatomy - crossover</span>
Pairing: Olivia/Alex & Izzie/Addison
Rating: Adult 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.  



 

There was a bell.  It was ringing.  It kept on ringing.  What was that ringing? Why won’t it stop? It was incessant, very persistent.   It sort of, kind of sounds like a phone.  Like a cell phone maybe.  Oh, it is a cell phone.  With her head buried in the pillow, hair splayed about the soft cushion, she removed her hand from under the pillow and started thrashing it about the bedside table.  She felt the offending object vibrating and picked it up, cursing the intruder.  She pressed a button which halted the ringing, she held it to the one exposed ear, her eyes still closed.

“Hello?” she croaked.

“Hello, Dr Stevens?”

“Er no, she’s er sleeping.”

“Oh.” The voice said, an element of surprise. “I’m sorry to disturb you, I’m Assistant District Attorney Alexandra Cabot, I’m calling about an incident she’s a witness to.”

“Lexie?” The eyes of the redhead pinged open, recognition dawning on her, she was now very suddenly awake. There was a pause.

“Addie?” Came the inquisitive reply, “Addie what are you . . .Oh my . . .”

“Alex . . . oh crap . . . look Alex, it’s exactly what you think it is.” Addison admitted honestly.

“And what do I think it is?” Alex curtly replied.

“I am in Dr Steven’s bed, with  . . . Dr Stevens . . . I don’t think I need to explain further.” Addison explained, addressing Izzie in the same manner as her friend.

“Oh you have a lot of explaining to do Addison Forbes Montgomery.” Alex was surprised, yet hurt her friend had not shared this vital information.

“Lexie, please,” Addison sighed, “not now.”

“Ok, ok, but we’re going to talk.  Now can I please speak with my witness?”

“Can she call you back?”

Alex sighed on the other end. “Maybe you can answer my question as you seem so well acquainted to be in her bed and answering her cell phone.”

“Don’t be so petulant Alex, it doesn’t suit you.” Addison smirked.

“She asked if she could leave the state today, I’m assuming following certain . . . developments . . . that won’t be the case?”

“No, Alex, she won’t be returning to Seattle today, or tomorrow.”

“Seattle.” Alex stated.  It all started to click into place for the blond ADA. “Can you meet me for dinner this evening?”

Addison looked at the sleeping beauty beside her before answering, “Yes, but make it a reservation for three, I’m bringing Izzie with me.”

“I could really do with talking to you alone Addie.”

“All I’ve done the last few weeks Alex is hear about you and your problems, if you had just given me five minutes, you may have known about Izzie.  She’s coming with me.”

“I forgot how bossy you can be.” Addison could hear the smile in Alex’s voice.

“Just text me with the arrangements, we’ll see you there.”

“Alright. I’ll see you. Bye Addison.”

“Bye Alex.” Addison returned the phone to the nightstand  and closed her eyes tightly, she had some explaining to do.

“Who was that?” A sleepy muffled voice made it’s way from the confines of a pillow.  Addison looked over at the woman beside her and smiled as she turned over, her hair falling from her face to reveal beautiful brown eyes.  The blonde yawned and threw an arm over her forehead.

That, was my best friend.”

“And that,” Izzie pointed across the redhead, “is my cell phone, why is your best friend calling my cell phone?”

“I think you may have met her, her name is Alexandra Cabot.”

“Alex?” Izzie shrieked.

“She’s the ADA on your case yet you use the shortened version of her first name, I’m intrigued.”

“It’s what Olivia calls her.” The replied flippantly.

“Detective Benson?” Addison questioned, an eyebrow raised at Izzie’s familiarity.

“Yeah.” Izzie responded.

“You seem awfully familiar with people you hardly know.” The redhead accused. “Oh.”

“Oh what?” Izzie asked in a huff.

“You had lunch with Olivia.” Addison stated.

“I did . . .” Izzie drawled, a frown forming. “Do you know Olivia?”

“I’ve never met her, but I’ve heard a lot about her.” Addison rolled her eyes.

“I think they like each other.” Izzie pondered aloud.

“Like each other like each other or just like each other?” the older woman glanced sideways at her companion.

“Like each other like each other.” Izzie confirmed meeting the crystal blue eyes.

“Olivia likes Alex?”

“I’m not sure I should be telling you, you are Alex’s best friend.” Izzie teased with a grin.

“I’m taking that as a yes, and you,” Addison said as she rolled on top of the other woman, pinning her to the bed,  “are going to help me play match maker, because Alex is hopelessly in love with Olivia.”

“Maybe if Alex get’s laid she’ll be less uptight.” Izzie grinned.  Addison frowned from above.

That is my best friend you’re talking about.”

 “And what are you going to do about it?” The blond challenged, her voice dropping an octave.

“I may have to do this.” Addison hissed as she leaned down closer to the blonde, she swooped in and captured Izzie’s lips.  The blonde grinned, she pulled the other woman closer planning a repeat of the earlier performance.

 

++

 

 

The blond's heels clacked down the hallway, a particular brunette detective waited in anticipation to see the object of her desire.  She smiled, appraising the stocking clad legs of the ADA, slowly she worked her eyes up the woman who had come to a halt.  The navy blue skirt clung to her thighs, and her hips, her briefcase hung at her side, grasped tightly with her iron fist, the other hand perched on her hip.  Olivia’s eyes quickly shot upward, aware of the firm stance of the blond.  A frown adorned the detective’s features as she saw the look of thunder upon the counselor’s face.

“Is something wrong Alex?”

“Ordinarily I wouldn’t take to being ‘ogled’ the way you are right now, but as it’s you, you’re forgiven. But that’s not the point. I’m angry at Addison.”

“Okaaaaay.” Olivia drawled, uncertain of how to handle a rambling, angry Alex Cabot, now an angry, to the point Alex Cabot was a doddle, as she had encountered that herself a number of times.

“She’s just so grrrr.” The ADA growled in frustration.

“Grrr?” Olivia questioned.  Alex sighed and placed her briefcase down beside Olivia’s desk. “Can I get you a coffee Alex?”

“Yes. Please.” She stated.  The detective vacated her chair, picking the coffee mug up from her desk as she rose.  The blond ADA sank into Olivia’s chairs and sighed once again as she let her head fall back.

 

The brunette returned with two steaming mugs of coffee, she handed one to the ADA and perched on the corner of her own desk, allowing Alex the comfort of her office chair.

“So are you going to share?”

“I don’t know if can.”

“A problem shared is a problem . . .”

“Halved.” Alex smiled remembering the very same words falling from her best friend’s mouth. “I know.”

“You can trust me Alex.”

“I know Liv.” The blond reassured the detective by touching her knee earning a small appreciative smile from the detective.

“So . . .”

Alex sighed again and looked intently at the brunette, “You undo me Liv.” She said quietly, “There’s nothing I can hide from you.”  The detective raised an eyebrow, willing the blond to continue. “She’s been seeing someone and she didn’t tell me.” Alex was gesticulating, Olivia watched with concern the hand holding the hot liquid.

“Seeing someone?” Olivia questioned, her mind started to wonder, she thought of Izzie and the potential heartache she could face if she were to find out Addison had moved on.

“Well, sort of, I’m not clear on the details.” The blond took a sip of her coffee before placing it on the desk before her.

“Why are you mad?”

“It’s huge Olivia, I’m her best friend and she couldn’t tell me. And it appears it’s an old thing or something that happened and has just started again, I don’t know, I just don’t know.”

“How did you find out?” Olivia’s detective instincts were kicking in, hanging onto the ADA’s every word.

“I rang Dr Stevens.” Alex blurted, realisation dawned as to her revelations.

“Ok, I think I know where you’re going with this.”

“You knew?” the blond spat.

“I, no, not exactly.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“It means, not exactly. Izzie told me she was here looking for someone, a doctor, who she had feelings for but she wasn’t sure if those feelings were returned.”

“Well they are.”

“Alex, I didn’t know till yesterday it may have been Addison, Izzie said she was looking for Addison Forbes Montgomery, you had only ever referred to her as Addie, I kind of put two and two together.”

“Ever the detective.” Alex snarled. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because last night was about us Alex, not about Juliet and Juliet.”  Olivia forced.  Alex looked at Olivia for a moment, taking in the words, a smile grew across her face before she started laughing.

“What, what’s so funny?” Olivia asked, slightly frustrated.

“Juliet and Juliet?” The blonde giggled almost doubled over.  Olivia cracked, she loved Alex’s smile and the sound of her laughter was like a symphony, the detective joined the ADA and began to laugh too.

“You know laugh like that when a guy walks into a room and you can forgive him for being paranoid.” Elliot said as he sat opposite in his chair.

“It’s just something Olivia said.” Alex explained as she wiped her eyes. When she didn’t elaborate Elliot simply nodded his head and focused back on his work.

Alex glared at Olivia, wanting to continue their private conversation, Olivia glared back hoping the ADA would understand there wasn’t a lot the detective could do.

“You know if you want to have a private conversation there are plenty of places to have one.” Elliot spoke without raising his head.

“Sorry El, Alex has a delicate problem.” That piqued the former Marine’s interest, he looked up from his work just as the ADA shot daggers at her friend.

“Must be guy trouble.” Elliot surmised.

“Something like that.” Alex responded.

“It’s my turn to do the lunch run, you have half an hour.” The tall detective said as he rose, putting his jacket on.

“Thanks El.” Olivia smiled warmly. Her partner nodded and made his way through the doors.

“So.” Alex said.

“So.” Olivia repeated.

“I feel a sense of déjà vu right now.”

“Like we’ve been here before.” Olivia agreed.

“Last night was about us, you said.” Alex said.

“I did and it was.”

“I’m sorry, you’re right and last night was one of the best night’s of my life.” The ADA smiled shyly.

“Mine too.” Olivia smiled. “Would you like to go on a date with me?”

“I would love too.” The blond beamed.

“Tonight?” The brunette asked hopefully.

“Oh.” Alex grimaced remembering her plans. “I’ve made plans.”

Olivia’s face dropped, “Well some other time.”

“No, it’s ok, come with me.” The blond offered.

“Tonight?”

“Yeah, come with me tonight, that’s if you don’t mind being interrogated by my best friend.”

“Addison will be there?”

“And Izzie, with whom you are well aquianted.” Alex snarled.

“Alex . . .” Olivia warned with a frown.

“I’m sorry, I have nothing to worry about, I know.”

“It’s cute that you get jealous.”

“It’s pathetic.”

“Ok, now I’m offended.” Olivia feigned hurt and placed a hand over her heart.

“I want to kiss you.” Alex said in a hushed tone.  Olivia leaned closer.

“I want you to kiss me.” Olivia’s breath danced across the blond’s porcelain features, she closed her blue eyes, imagining the warm air to be Olivia’s soft lips.

“Erm, Alex.”

“Yes?” She breathed.

“Cabot?” Alex shot upright, her eyes pinging open.

“Captain Cragen, what can I do for you?”  the ADA asked quickly donning her professional poise.

“A word in my office please?” The Captain said and turned, retreating to his office.

“Well that was embarrassing.” Alex rolled her eyes.

“You’ll have to tell me what you were thinking later.”

“I might even show you if you’re lucky.” The blond winked.  She stood from Olivia’s chair and picked up her briefcase. “I’ll pick you up after work.” She said, a hand placed on the brunette’s shoulder, she stroked her hand across the back of Olivia’s shoulders as she passed.  It was the detective’s turn to close her eyes, her thoughts focussed on what other talents the ADA’s hands might have.

 

To be continued . . .

 

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