"Damn it!" Olivia exclaimed in frustration as she saw the notice posted to her apartment door.

The entire building was being fumigated, and all tenants had until 4:30 to be out of their apartments, which would not be cleared for re-entry until forty-eight hours later.

Olivia glanced down at her watch, "4:15, great, just great."

Forcefully, she stabbed her key into the lock as she remembered several previous notices that she had tossed aside and forgotten about. She quickly went around her apartment tossing items of clothing into a duffle bag, along with anything else that she might need. With a final glance around, she exited her apartment and with a sigh said, "Guess I'm sleeping in the crib tonight."

"Didn't Cragen just send you home?" Casey looked up from the file that she was reading when she heard Olivia fling her bag onto her desk.

"He did."

"And you're back because…" Casey prodded.

"Uh, I forgot my apartment was getting fumigated today," Olivia shrugged.

"Let me guess," Casey said trying not to laugh, "You have a whole stack of reminder notices at home that you never bothered to read?"

Olivia gave the ADA a sheepish smile, "Something like that."

"You know, the government is behind all these so called apartment fumigations. It is just another way for them to collect information about you," Munch joined the conversation.

"Right," Fin looked up from his computer, "It has nothing to do with the rats the size of damn cats in the city."

"Part rat, part demonic fur ball, just another product of the government to use for secret experiments."

Cragen calling Munch and Fin into his office quickly defused the would-be argument.

Casey looked at Olivia's overnight bag, "Don't tell me you're staying in the crib?

"It's cheaper than a hotel," Olivia shrugged.

"But not very comfortable. Why don't you stay at my place?"

"Casey," Olivia began.

"No, really. I need to go to Connecticut tonight for the Backes extradition. "You'll have the place to yourself."

"Are you sure?" Olivia asked hesitantly.

"Absolutely. Grab your stuff."

XXX

"Home sweet home," Casey announced as she pushed open the door to her third floor apartment.

Olivia followed Casey into the apartment, shutting the door behind them. As she turned around she was startled to see a large dog slowly stretching his way off the couch. After he greeted Casey with a wagging tail, he went to sniff Olivia.

"I didn't know you had a dog," Olivia commented, scratching the fawn colored Greyhound behind his ears.

"That's his favorite spot," Casey smiled fondly. "Meet Hunter, the best running partner I ever had. He is going to get dropped off at Maureen's before I leave so you don't have to worry about him."

"I don't mind watching him," Olivia offered.

"You sure? He's a bed hog," warned Casey.

Olivia shrugged, "So am I. Perfect match."

"Thanks. I'll call Maureen before I head out to let her know she is off the hook."

"No problem," Olivia set her bag down on the couch that Hunter had been laying on.

"I actually had time to go grocery shopping earlier so help yourself to whatever. Bedroom is this way," Casey began to walk down the hall; Olivia picked up her bag and followed. "I just changed the sheets. Bathroom is through there."

Entering the bedroom, Casey kicked off her heels, grabbed a bag from her closet and began to quickly pack. After checking to make sure she had everything she needed, she zipped the bag shut. Walking over to the closet, she grabbed a suit that was still in the dry cleaners bag, and tossed it onto the bed.

"Hunter's food is in the pantry. Just give him two cups, morning and night with some water over it. If he doesn't eat, there is some hamburger in the refrigerator. His vet's information is on the fridge too," Casey trailed off, trying to think if there was anything else she should tell Olivia.

"Do you always worry this much?" Olivia asked, a smile on her face.

"According to Maureen I do," Casey replied sheepishly.

"Well, mom, I'm sure we'll be fine," Olivia joked.

The ADA slung her bag over her shoulder and picked up her suit and briefcase. With a grimace, she slipped her shoes back on, "I know."

Olivia followed Casey back down the hall towards the door, with Hunter on her heels.

"I should be back sometime tomorrow night. The spare key is up there," Casey nodded to a hook on the wall where Hunter's leash was also hanging.

Olivia nodded, "Drive safe. Don't work too hard."

"Yeah," Casey laughed as she bent down to drop a kiss on her dogs graying muzzle. "Thanks again," Casey surprised Olivia by giving her a hug.

Olivia froze, the redheads arms around her sending her heart into a state of overdrive, "Sure," she said softly.

After the door closed behind Casey, the detective looked around the apartment, Casey's aura invading her every sense. It was bad enough she couldn't get the younger woman out of her mind when she was at home, now everywhere she looked she saw Casey. Looking down at Hunter she asked, "What did I get myself into?"