A/N: Okay, this is it the first HisBlitzLaw concoction! I hope you all love it. It has a little bit of us all wrapped up in it. This chapter contains a lot of background, but the ADA's we all love will be arriving in Chapter 2. One other key point, this story draws characters from the TV show Major Crimes. Enjoy and thank you for your continued support!
Sharon Novak sat in what seemed like the most romantic restaurant in the city. Candles softly lit each elegantly set table, and soft classical music played behind quiet conversations held over amazing cuisines. Looking up, she locked eyes with the amazing man who brought her to this amazing place, Jack Raydor.
He was a terribly handsome man, not only for his looks but his gentlemanly ways. This man was what story books were made of and why he wanted to date her was beyond her comprehension. Sharon had been dating Jack now for four months, but she seriously couldn't understand why he was interested in her.
Yes, Sharon was a skilled detective and successful in her job, but she was also a widow and single mother as a result of her late husband's death. Plus, she was, as her brother, Rick, fondly put it, 'So jaded when it came to love, that she was a shade of green.' Rick was sadly right.
Before the redhead had met her late husband, she'd fallen in love with an remarkable man. Andrew Cabot was her first love. When he proposed she thought her life would be forever perfect, until he asked her to quit her job and have kids immediately. He didn't want a working wife, he wanted a housewife, a bargain she would not submit to and they broke up. She'd held onto hope that he'd come to his senses, until eight months later when she ran into him and his pregnant wife. She was devastated.
With her smashed heart in hand, Sharon vowed to never fall for a man again. Her friends told her she was crazy and that she should just be thankful she didn't end up with a spoiled egotistical man like Andrew Cabot. However, heartbreak makes people do stupid things. Consequently, she was a bit self-destructive and began to frequent bars in the evenings after work to find comfort from that pain from other men. That is how she met Sergeant Casey Novak.
Casey was a good man from a devout Irish Catholic family, so the moment Sharon told him she was pregnant he proposed. He told her point blank that he understood she didn't love him, but he would take care of her and their baby if she'd have him and he would do right by both of them. They'd married despite their lack of love and soon discovered that they were best friends. It was his friendship that gave her the strength to be a mom and to begin to trust and love men again, so when he died unexpectedly one morning while out on a run she was taken completely by shock.
Sharon remembered that morning clearly. She'd just settled into the couch to read a book while she waited for Casey to return. They were going to put the crib together when he got home. They'd just finished painting the room the night before and were planning on finishing the big things that day. The baby was due at the end of the month and Sharon was so ready to have their baby in her arms instead of in her.
The knock on the door that had shook her from her thoughts, was the same knock that ended the image she held in her head of the happy family she was supposed to have soon. She knew what to expect when she saw the two uniformed officers at her doorstep. She herself was a cop and while moving up the ranks had to be the one to give the same bad news to families at one time. Holding onto her belly she sat on the stairs and let the officers give her the life changing piece of information. Two days later they had confirmed with the Medical Examiner that he'd suffered from an undetected deadly heart arrhythmia. Casey had died from a possibly treatable disease. Life seemed so unfair.
Evidently, it was hereditary and Casey's grandfather had died from the same ailment. A simple test could have saved his life. Her own child would be tested to prevent such a meaningless tragedy from occurring again. She would forever guard their child.
A week later, Sharon gave birth to a beautiful red-haired little girl. She was the perfect mix of them and it pained Sharon to not have Casey there with her for this magical moment. When her parents and Casey's parents arrived, Sharon introduced them to the baby. As everyone held her gorgeous daughter, Sharon informed them that she and Casey had decided months ago to name the baby if it was a girl after Sharon's late grandmother Diane; however, she had a different plan now. Casey's mother shot her a look until she informed them all, that she'd decided to name their daughter Casey Diane, so baby Casey could always have the strength of her father in her name. It turned a sad day into a beautiful day for everyone.
So, this is what brought Sharon to this moment now three years later, sitting in a fancy, romantic restaurant, while her exuberant three year old little girl slept over at her in-laws house for the evening. Why on earth this charismatic defense attorney wanted to spend time with her was unknown. Locking eyes with the man before her, Sharon interrupts, "Jack, what are we doing here?"
The man smiles and leans across the table, "We are having dinner, Sharon."
"Yes, but you know what I mean. Why on earth are you wasting time on me?" Sharon asks flustered by his attempt to avoid the question.
"The better question here Sharon, is why you think I shouldn't." Jack retorted.
"Well, I can think of quite a few Mr. Raydor. For one, I am a detective bent on putting harden criminals away and you spend your days trying to get the out of trouble. Two, I am a single mother of a three year old. Three, I am so overtired…always. Four, I am grouchy in the mornings until I get at least three cups of coffee, and in four months and one day that will be four cups, one for each year of Casey's life." She pauses to smile at the mention of her little girl.
Jack takes this moment to take the lead, "Five, you are beautiful. Six, I love your laugh. Seven, you are so hard headed and I love everyway you challenge me. Eight, I love spending time with you and Casey. Nine, I love your giant crazy family, in-laws included. And ten, I'd love to spend every morning for the rest of my life making you as much coffee as you need to get going."
Sharon watches speechless as Jack pulls a ring out from his jacket pocket and holds it up to her, "Sharon, I will not get down on one knee for you, because you are so hard headed you'd take it as a permanent win. Instead, I am going to sit here and put this ring on your finger. I love you Sharon Novak, I love you and Casey. I want to make you both my family. I want to spend my life with you and have children with you and raise Casey as my own. Please Sharon, make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?"
Biting her lip, Sharon nods excitedly, and softly says, "Yes," as tears spill from her eyes.
Twenty Five Years Later…
"Mom! Dad!" Casey yelled out walking into her family home while haphazardly throwing her stuff down in the front hall of the brownstone her parents bought nearly twenty four years ago. It was Friday evening and her parents always ate in on Friday nights. They liked to cook a big meal and eat as a family, a celebration to the week coming to an end. Although, since her mother became Captain of the Major Crimes division two years ago these dinners ended early. "Mom! Dad! Is anyone home?" Casey called out again noticing the dining table wasn't set yet.
Making her way down the hall to the kitchen, Casey walked in to find her mother, Sharon, sitting at the kitchen counter with a bottle of champagne in front of her and her step father, Jack, standing holding a big cake that read 'Congratulations Casey' on it. "What is this? Wait! Who told you two?" Casey asked a little upset her surprise had been spoiled.
"We did!" yelled her siblings and best friends. Jumping at the sound of people behind her, Casey turned around to find her best friends, Kim and Serena, and siblings, Daniel and Claire.
Smiling and shaking her head, Casey exclaimed, "Well, since we all know now, I got Sex Crimes!"
"Congratulations kiddo, I always knew you'd land a big fish." Jack said hugging his step daughter.
"Congratulations Casey," Sharon said hugging her daughter tightly. "I am so proud of you."
"Thanks Mom." Casey said beaming as her father popped the champagne. Glasses were poured and passed around.
Jack held his glass up high, "To my brave and strong daughter Casey. Casey, you can handle anything and your strength will dominate in the courtroom now that you have an even bigger fish to fry than White Collar. Remember though Casey, speak softly and carry a big stick! To Casey!"
"To Casey!" the room exploded.
Casey stood amidst the cheers. She was so happy at this moment. She finally had a division of her own at the DA's office. It was the step in the direction she so sought after, being a judge.
While enjoying the evening, she finally found a moment to catch her mother outside. "Hey Mom, have you heard who your new ADA is yet?"
"No, did you catch a leak before me?" Sharon asked excitedly. The DA's office had decided to switch a lot of ADA's around as elections had just finished.
"I did, I actually met her today. She used to run my division. Branch thought it would be a good idea for us to get acquainted since I will be taking over her unit, this way she can offer me advice if I need it." Casey explained.
Sharon smiled at her daughter. She was so proud of her today. She was so proud of the woman she'd become. "Well who is she, honey?"
"Her name is Alex, well Alexandra Cabot to be exact." Casey said. Quickly seeing how her mother's smile faded, Casey asked, "Do you know her?"
Sharon stood still for a moment, before shaking her head, "No honey, I don't. Let's get back to the party."
Watching her daughter walk back towards her siblings and friends in laughter, Sharon shook her head. Saying a silent prayer to herself, Sharon tried to keep a clear head. This could be a completely different Alex Cabot, although, more than likely it would be the same Alex Cabot.