I don't own any of the characters. Dick Wolfe owns them. Just having a bit of fun with them.
Casey Novak's apartment.
"Alex why didn't you tell me?" Casey couldn't hide her anguish anymore.
"Casey..." Alex started to answer.
"Alex, you told Benson and Stabler that you were going into witness protection. Why didn't you tell me? I was your girlfriend."
"I was scared Casey! You were the one who wanted to keep our relationship a secret."
"And you used that to hurt me?"
"I thought they would tell you. I thought Olivia would have told you after the funeral. She was officially my girlfriend anyway. Everyone thought we were together because, you, my softball playing girlfriend was straight to the world."
"You know how they are at work Alex, and my family. I wasn't strong like you."
"And now Casey? Would you walk down the street and hold my hand? Or would you just pretend we're two straight friends? I can't live like that. I don't want to live like that. Are you strong enough now to tell your friends that we're in love? Cause the moment I know I love you, that's all I wanted to do. I wanted to tell the whole world that I love you Casey. It didn't matter that you were a woman. You were the first person I ever fell in love with...the only person."
"I didn't know, you never told me."
"I never got a chance to."
Casey grabs hold of Alex's had. "Do you still love me?" Casey asks timidly.
"I never stopped, Casey."
Casey looks into Alex's blue eyes. "I've missed you so much," Casey whispers as she leans in to kiss Alex.
Casey kisses Alex neck, her hands unbuttoning Alex's shirt.
"Wait, no, stop," Alex says, pushing Casey away.
"What? Did I do something wrong?" Casey's voice cracks.
"No," Alex sighs. " I...I don't want you to see my scar."
"Alex,"Casey says as she cups Alex's face, "I can't make it go away, but it's a part of you. Please..."
Alex nods, allowing Casey to unbutton her shirt. Casey feels the scar tissue covering Alex's right shoulder.
"You're still the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, Alex." Casey caresses Alex's shoulder as she kisses and licks Alex's neck and chest. She skillfully unfastens Alex's bra and tosses it aside. Alex pull's Casey's shirt off.
"You're not wearing a bra."
"Took you a while to notice."
Alex pulls Casey into a deep kiss.
"Alex, bed," Casey groans, her nipples painfully erect from Alex's breasts rubbing hers. Their bodies move as one. They get to Casey's queen sized bed, clothes scattered all over. Casey ends up on top of Alex, Alex's fingers are already in Casey's wet folds, pumping in and out, her thumb circling her clit. Alex smirks as she feels Casey's muscles pulling her fingers deeper. Casey screams in ecstasy. Alex slows her fingers milking Casey's orgasm. When Casey's orgasm stabilizes, Alex withdraws her fingers and sucks the juices off.
"How the fuck did you do that?"
Alex shrugs, still smirking. "I love in when you swear Casey."