A/N: There are two—wait no, three reasons I decided to write this, 1, I absolutely love Diane Neal in basically ANYTHING. 2, my other story is coming to a close, 3, the song 'I was here' by Beyoncé. Please trust, I am not a huge Beyoncé fan. But that one song caught my attention. (The reason for the song to be mentioned in future chapters)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my original characters. Everything else should proceed to go to their rightful respectful owners. In other words, I don't own squat except what I create.

"I want to say I lived each day, until I died. And know that I meant something in, somebody's life"

-Beyoncé Knowles-Carter

Not one day in her whole entire time working as an ADA had she ever been late. No matter what, she had never been late to anything. As she recalls her mother's words correctly, she was born on the exact date that the doctors had predicted; November 17. And if Casey Novak wasn't even late to her own birth, she'll be damned if she's going to be late to work.

"Hold the elevator!" The redhead basically shouted. She had no plans what so ever to run in her heels to an elevator. She'd rather be late to work and make a fool of herself than to fall on her ass and make a fool of herself.

Thankfully, whoever was in the elevator at 8:45 am decided to hold the door. Casey mumbled out a thank you and tried to rearrange her briefcase in her hand.

"Casey, I've never taken you to show up to work late." Abbie smirked taking in the ADA's disorganization.

"Oh," Casey mumbled trying to straighten out her pants suit not fully acknowledging her best friend. "Hi Abigail."

Abbie cocked her head to the side and made an extremely confused face at Casey. She stood like that for a while before a smile crept on her face in a mischievous manner. "I know what's going on…"

The seemed to catch Novak's attention. "What do you know?" She tried not to give anything away. Especially since Abbie could hear an ant fart on cotton in the next tri-state.

"Well, I didn't know anything until now." Abbie beamed.

Lord, Casey hated it when Abbie got like this. "Okay, what do you think you know?"

The brunette danced on the balls of her feet like a pre-teen girl seeing a One Direction concert with Justin Bieber as the opening act. "I know a certain blonde has got your mind." (Extreme emphasis on blonde)

But before Novak could question her silly friend any further, the elevator dinged on Abigail's floor. Abbie walked out the elevator with a mischievous smirk on her face leaving Casey alone in the metal compartment, confused. She'll never be able to get over how Abbie seemed to know everything that went on in the office. Casey had been frightened by the woman's friendliness and curiosity at first. But soon after they became friends, she realized Abbie was quite the gossipier. Making Casey limit her words.

Now on an automatic drive, the redheaded ADA began walking towards her office. Not that surprised by the emptiness of the hallways; which only echoed the sound of her heels on the floor beneath her. She fumbled in her pockets for the keys to her office.

'Ah ha' she said to herself after finding them. But she stopped dead in her tracks at the sight in front of her. A lump formed in her throat the size of a baseball and her mind went foggy. Why is she waiting at my office?

The blonde's attention turned to Casey. Pulling the two ear buds out her ears, she smiled. "Hey Casey."

So, I understand some people may be a little pissed at me for making this thing roughly 500 words, but, that's because I wanted to leave it open-ended.

I had originally planned for this to be Amanda/Casey, but then the thought of Alex/Casey entered my mind. What do you think? Drop a review and let me know :)