Chevy Van

Olivia sighed as she made her way off the highway and onto the two lane road. Living out of the back of a Chevy cargo van had seemed like a good way to see Nova Scotia and Maine before settling into the daily routine as a new detective. She didn’t have enough experience to land on the SVU squad, but that was something she could fix with time.

What she hadn’t counted on was the oppressive heat wave that made the inside of the van seem like an oven. Deciding she could just as easily roast in her own apartment in the city, she’d loaded up and headed back to New York .

She’d gotten off the highway near Portland and opted for the solitude of a two lane road, content to just take in the scenery. She hadn’t been on the road very long when she spotted a tall woman walking along the shoulder of the road carrying what looked like a small duffel bag.

The cop in her immediately glanced in her rearview and side view mirrors looking for a broken down car. Not finding one, she slowed as she neared the woman. She pulled in front of the blonde and cut the engine.

Alex Cabot stopped walking and took a tighter hold on the mace key chain. As the dark haired stranger approached, Alex couldn’t tell if it were male or female. The arms were long and smooth, but also contained well defined muscle visible through the tank top. And the legs, well she’d never seen legs like that on a man before, but she’d also never seen a woman with hair that short either. Not to mention cut-off denim shorts that short on anyone before. Not that she was complaining.

Deciding the stranger was probably a woman, she relaxed a tiny bit, but still felt the need to yell, “I should warn you, I’m armed!” For good show she waved the key chain mace canister in the air.

Olivia smirked. “I should warn you I’m a detective with the NYPD and I have a Glock tucked into the back of my waistband.”

Alex faltered before lowering but not putting away the key chain. “I believe you are out of your jurisdiction officer so please don’t try to scare me. It won’t work.” Alex defiantly stuck her chin out.

“Relax Blondie, nobody here wants to hassle you.” She moved into Alex’s personal space and stopped at the sight of such piercing blue eyes. “Uh…I was just concerned that a young woman was walking this road alone. I very easily could have been a serial killer or rapist, but since I’m not, can I give you a ride someplace?”

Alex relaxed completely and while she was putting away her canister of mace, she let out a bitter laugh. “I’m on this road, alone and walking because of a rapist in the making.”

“What?” Olivia felt the hairs go up on the back of her neck. “Has someone hurt you? Violated you?” She moved even closer to Alex and caught the faint scent of lilacs.

“What? No! I guess I should be careful in my choice of words when speaking with a police officer. I was riding back to Boston with this guy I’ve known my whole life who got it into his mind that we were finally going to do the deed this summer.” She started walking toward the van as she talked.

Noticing that the brunette wasn’t following her she turned and exclaimed, “You are going to give me a ride aren’t you?”

Snapped from her reverie, Olivia sprang into motion. “Uh, yeah.”

As they climbed into the van, Alex picked up with her story. “Anyway, Trevor, that’s his name, was doing an internship this summer with a Portland law firm and I was accepted into the summer art program here.” She shrugged as Olivia started the van and pulled back out onto the road.

“He was looking to ‘do the deed’ as you say and you aren’t ready for that?”

Alex thought back to the passionate kiss she’d shared with a fellow art student, Jae, which was short for Jane. “I suppose that’s one way to look at it. Anyway, he wouldn’t leave it alone so I told him to let me out of the car. He did; five miles ago.”

Olivia caught the tone of the younger woman’s voice and raised an eye brow at her.

“By the way, my name is Olivia, but friends call me Liv.”

Alex shook the proffered hand and declared, “My name is Alex, short for Alexandra.”

They rode along for a while making small talk. When Olivia asked Alex where she’d like for her to take her, Alex had shocked her with the answer, “ Boston . Actually Marblehead if you don’t mind. You have to go that way anyway, right?”

“Uh, I kinda planned on sleeping in the van tonight.”

Alex looked into the back of the van and took note of the double sized mattress. “Ok.”
She tried to stifle a yawn, but Olivia caught her.

“Hey, you look beat. Why don’t you lie down? Maybe dream about rock-n-roll or some such thing?”

Alex nodded and climbed into the back of the van. She was asleep almost instantly.

It was early evening and the moon was beginning to rise as Olivia pulled into to gas station. Loading up on junk food and soda, she asked the clerk about a safe place to park for the night. She also took a moment to admire the young blonde currently sleeping in her bed.

Getting back into the van, she drove the two miles to the spot by the lake the kid had told her about and stopped the van. She turned to find Alex watching her.

Smiling, she took Olivia’s hand and pulled her into the back of the van.

“What are you doing?”

Alex had her on her back and was straddling her waist. “I thought that was obvious detective Olivia.” She now had Olivia’s tank top pushed up and off, revealing a surprisingly feminine bra.

Alex traced her nipple through the lace of the bra. “Hmmm. Seems you do have some girlie traits after all.” She then leaned in and took the covered nipple into her mouth, drawing a moan from the brunette.

Quicker than Olivia thought possible, she was topless and being loved by the mouth of a younger, gorgeous woman she’d known only a few hours. Before she could process more, she gasped as long, slender fingers made their way below her waistband and slipped inside her.

Looking a little surprised she blushed as Olivia began to moan her name. It was her turn to gasp as a strong dark hand brought her head down so that she could kiss the fair haired beauty that was driving her mad.

As their lips locked, Olivia flipped them so that she was on top and riding Alex’s fingers.

Alex watched in wide eyed wonder as Olivia’s back arched and her head was thrown back, her name coming from those lips. Her hand was instantly covered in the other woman’s wetness and Olivia collapsed on top of her. Freeing her hand, she wrapped her arms around the older woman and held her, whispering soothing words.

Drenched in sweat, she rolled off of Alex and kissed her. “My God…that was…damn.”

A bit shy, Alex asked, “That was ok?”

“Better than ok!”

Alex smiled. “Good, because I’ve never done that before.”

“What?” Olivia was moving away from Alex.

Alex shrugged. “I’ve never done that before.”

“You’ve never made love to a woman before or you’ve never made love to a woman you just met before?”

Alex shrugged again. “Both.”

“So what? I’m just an experiment? A test? A way to get back at that boy?”

“No! Olivia no! I’m…I’m gay. A lesbian and I’m pretty sure you are too?”

Olivia was putting her shirt back on as she listened to the blonde. “Have you ever had sex before? With anybody other than yourself?”

Alex blushed. “Once, when I was 17. It was with a boy in the same boat as me. I mean, he’s gay too. We confided in each other that we thought we were gay and decided we needed to have sex with a member of the opposite sex to be sure.” She shrugged. “So we had sex with each other and it was really, really bad! Left no doubt in my mind.” She giggled and Olivia couldn’t help but join in her laughter.

“You know, having sex with a boy who also thinks he’s gay isn’t the best way to make a decision.”

Alex leaned in and kissed her. “Detective Olivia I know what I like; booboo’s and whowho’s.” To emphasize her point, she tweaked Olivia’s nipple. The brunette laughed.

Olivia kissed her tenderly and stroked her hair.

“I want you Olivia. I want you in me, please.”

Olivia nodded and began kissing her and unbuttoning her shirt. Realization set in and she pulled back.

“So nobody but a gangly, gay 17 year old boy has ever touched you?” Alex shook her head. Olivia pulled back and rested her forehead against her lover’s. “Let’s go skinny dipping first.” At Alex’s frustrated growl she reassured her, “We don’t have to rush baby. Besides, it’s hot in this van and it’s only going to get hotter. A nice naked dip will cool us off before we heat back up."

Olivia grabbed a sleeping bag and spread it out on the ground, giving Alex some privacy to undress. She began removing her own clothing and when she finished, she turned to find a self-conscious blonde waiting for her.

Alex was trying to cover herself and began to giggle at the absurdity of the situation. Olivia smiled at her as she approached the younger woman. Gently taking her hands, she pulled them away from her body.

“Let me look.” Alex ducked her head under the scrutiny. She tilted Alex’s head up. “Beautiful.” She punctuated the point by kissing the blonde deeply.

Alex wrapped her arms around the brunette and slipped her tongue into the other woman’s mouth. She growled as Olivia pulled away. “Liv!”

“Shhh. Let’s hit the water. I want to feel your wet body sliding against mine.”

Alex grabbed Olivia’s hand and pulled her into the water. They frolicked and splashed around in the water for several minutes before Alex disappeared beneath the surface. Just as Olivia was beginning to panic, she felt a tug on her leg and gasped as the blonde slid up her body.

“Wet enough for you detective?”

Olivia nodded as she claimed Alex’s lips. They kissed for several long minutes, hands pushing and pulling, caressing each other.

“I want you,” murmured Olivia. Alex nodded and they made their way out of the lake and to the spread out sleeping bag.

Olivia eased her back and watched her face. “You’re beautiful.”

Alex smiled. “Teach me Liv.”

Olivia began the education of Alex by settling on top of her and kissing her deeply. She cupped Alex’s breasts as she made her way down the blonde’s body, kissing as she went. Nearing the juncture of her lover’s legs, the blonde began to squirm and spread her legs wide.

“Liv…please!”

Olivia inhaled deeply and swirled her tongue along the folds of Alex’s sex. Alex jerked at the contact and let out a low, long moan. Her juices covered Olivia’s face and the brunette took hold of her lover’s waist and plunged her tongue deeper.

Alex was calling to deities she hadn’t thought of in years, moaning and using words her mother surely wouldn’t approve of as the sensations Olivia was causing ripped through her body.

Olivia had wanted to prolong Alex’s pleasure but the more the younger woman moaned, the more turned on she got. She held on as Alex’s back arched and she heard her name coming from the blonde’s lips. She held on as her lover’s hips quit jerking. She pulled the younger woman to her and held her.

“Oh wow!”

Olivia laughed. “Wow? I haven’t used that word since I was like 12!” Olivia had an alarming thought. “Alex? Just how old are you? You are legal, right?”

Alex snuggled closer to her lover. “To vote yes, buy beer, no.”

“You’re 18?”

“I’ll be 20 in two weeks. How old are you?”

Relaxing a bit she answered, “I just turned 28. For a minute I was afraid I’d committed statutory rape!”

“You can’t rape the willing detective!” When that didn’t get a reaction out of Olivia, she raised up to look at her lover. “Liv? Are you ok?”

“Yeah. Just thinking.” Before Alex could pursue the matter, Olivia rolled on top of her lover. “How about we take this inside the van before we get mosquito bitten?”

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By the time morning came, Alex had gotten quite an education in the sapphic arts. She awoke to find Olivia watching her.

“Good morning.”

Olivia brushed a lock of hair from the blonde’s face. “You are so cute when you sleep.” Alex rewarded her with a kiss. “Let’s go get some breakfast.”

At a diner a few miles down the road, Alex noticed Olivia squirming in the booth.

“What’s wrong?”

“Uh, well, I have a couple of bites on my butt.” She frowned as Alex laughed.

“Maybe I can put some ointment on it for you?”

“Ha ha. This is all your fault for being so damn irresistible!”

Alex plucked a piece of bacon from Olivia’s plate and smiled. “When do you have to be back in New York?”

“A few more days, why?”

Alex shrugged and stared into her plate. “I don’t need to be in Marblehead for three more days. We could make it there today, but if you aren’t in any hurry…” She shrugged again.

Olivia considered the proposition. “Ok, but we’re staying in a hotel from now on. My butt can’t take any more bites!” They shared a laugh. “Hey, is there anybody you need to call? Your mom, that Trevor jerk, a friend? And what about your clothes, luggage?”

“I sent most of my stuff on ahead. Yeah, I’ll leave a message for my mother. Be right back.”

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With their new travel plans, they took their time getting back on the road and did a lot of talking. Olivia was surprised to learn that Alex was going to law school and even more surprised to learn she wanted to be a prosecutor.

Alex admitted her true love was art, but that her family had high expectations of her and an art degree was not acceptable. The compromise had been a minor in art history and Alex was permitted to attend any summer art program that she could.

She was pretty sure her mother suspected she was at least bi-curious, and had made several pointed comments about discretion and the “Cabot” name. Olivia was familiar with the name, having seen the occasional item in the society pages about the Cabots of Boston.

Alex was a rising junior at Brown having graduated high school a year early and was impressed to learn Olivia had attended Sienna on an academic scholarship and had graduated with an honors degree in British literature and a second degree in psychology.

She avoided questions about her family, opting to redirect the conversation back to Alex.

They found a nice bed and breakfast that was flying a rainbow flag and checked in. As Olivia finished putting away her toiletries, she was pulled onto the bed by an eager Alex. They kissed for a while before Alex pulled back.

“Do you have any toys?”

“Hmm?”

“Toys…dildo’s, vibrators, butt beads? You know.”

Olivia grinned at her and nodded. “And just what do you want to do with my toys?”

“I want to fuck and be fucked with them. I want to sit on your face and have you sit on mine, I want to shower together and bathe together and play and love and learn.” She kissed Olivia. “And I want you to be the one to teach me. I want to catch up on everything I’ve only day dreamed about.”

“Let me just run down to the van. I’ll be right back!”

They spent the next two days holed up in their room making love, talking and Olivia knew, falling in love. Alex was eager and insatiable and aggressive in bed. And much to Olivia’s amusement, she could also be shy and self conscious, and she delighted in watching her blush.

The night before they were scheduled to leave for Marblehead, they actually went out for dinner. It was a subdued affair with each woman acutely aware of what the next day would bring.

Olivia sipped her sparkling water and watched her lover fidget with her napkin.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

“Back to the real world tomorrow Liv.”

Olivia nodded and signaled for the check.

“But we still have tonight Alex.”

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As they began undressing each other, Olivia reached for the light switch only to be stopped by Alex.

“Leave it on. I want to see you make love to me. I want to memorize every inch of your body.”

Olivia nodded and began making slow, sweet love to the blonde beneath her.

Afterwards, they lay spooned together, neither speaking nor sleeping; just holding each other.

They packed and checked out of the bed and breakfast in silence and it wasn’t until they stopped for lunch just outside of Marblehead that they spoke more than a few words to each other.

“You know Liv, Brown isn’t that far from New York. Not by train. And it is located in a lesbian mecca, Providence.”

Olivia gave her an indulgent smile. “No, it’s not. Not really.”

“And I get a fall break and then there’s Christmas break, and….”

Olivia was shaking her head. “Don’t Alex. You have school and I’m about to start with a new division. It wouldn’t be fair to either one of us.”

Alex considered what Olivia said. “So it’s not a lack of interest, but an issue of logistics and time management?”

Olivia laughed. “You already sound like a lawyer! But yeah, it’s not a lack of interest, just wrong timing.”

They finished eating and got back on the road. All too soon they arrived at the beginning of a long driveway.

Olivia whistled and gawked at Alex. “I knew you had money Alex, but damn!”

Alex laughed. “Detective, this is my Aunt Sophia’s house.”

“Oh. Well, I’m sure your house is no less stunning.”

Alex didn’t bother to deny it and leaned over to kiss Olivia.

“Hey! What about discretion?”

“Aunt Sophis is an ‘old maid’ who attended Smith. I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t care whom I sleep with.”

Olivia pulled up the long drive and stopped in front of the house. She helped Alex gather her things and turned to say good bye.

Alex had tears in her eyes as she hugged the older woman. “Liv, I know it’s only been a few days, but….”

Olivia placed her fingers on Alex’s lips. “Don’t baby. Don’t say it.”

“But…”

“I know baby. Me too. Me too.”

She captured Alex’s lips and gave her a long, sweet kiss.

As she drove down the drive, Olivia swiped at a lone tear and refused to look in the rearview mirror as she turned onto the main road.

Alex watched her until she was out of sight and promised herself, “I will see you again Olivia Benson. I love you.”

Olivia turned the radio up, put on her shades and rolled the windows down. She floored it in an attempt to out run her emotions.