A/N: I haven't seen this coupling before, so I thought I should try it out. I remember once ready and Casey and Ed Green one. That was pretty awesome. ANYWAYS I hope this works. This is my first SVU fanfiction.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters.
"Hey, were you been? I needed your advice on something. I called you at least an hour ago." Olivia asked as she looked up from the file she had been reading. She scanned Casey, to see if everything had been alright and noticed her coat's buttons were misbuttoned and could see the collar of her shirt underneath was unevenly popped.
"Sorry, some jerk bumped into me in the coffee shop and spilt coffee all over my clothes. So I had to go bike back home, change and come back." Casey responded as she took of her coat and tried to fix her collar and a sweater she wore over her shirt.
"What were you wearing before?" Elliot chimed in as he kicked his feet up on his desk and put his hand behind his head.
"Umm… a green blazer and a purple skirt."
"Good thing, he spilt coffee on it." Fin mumbled into his cup of coffee as he walked by.
"What is wrong with wha-"Casey started as she looked around the room and noticed the clock. "What the hell? I have a meeting in half an hour!" She quickly threw on her coat and looked at Olivia. "Sorry to leave so soon, I'll call you after, okay?" and before anyone had the chance to respond or make any comment on how one should never wear green and purple together, Casey span around and was about to make a quick dash to the elevators just as Captain Cragen led a man out of his office.
"So as I was saying Cap, I decided to take the week off, and ya know, just relax, catch up with some old friends, and enjoy the fall." The young man said with a smile and sipped his coffee from a paper cup. "Yuck, this thing is like an hour old, ya know, just this morning some chick walked into me and spilt coffee all over hers-"
And then the world just stopped for one second as some jerk and some chick collided for the second time in one morning. And for the second time this morning Casey Novak's clothes were covered in coffee.
"Whoa, there!" The young man said as he placed his now empty cup on a nearby desk and looked up at the person standing in front of him.
"What the hell?" Casey said as she took a step back and shook her hands dry.
"It's you!" was all they could say as they just looked at each other in disbelief.
Munch saw this as the perfect time to look away from his computer and finally pay attention to his suddenly quiet surroundings.
"Ah Casey, I see you have the honor of meeting one of the most charming men of the world, Detective Brian Cassidy," he peered over his shades, "and you Brian, get to meet one of New York's greatest, ADA Casey Novak." And with that, he nodded his head and returned to his work.
"Hey there, how you do-"was all that Brian could say before he was interrupted by a frantic Casey.
"What am I going to do? I have a meeting in thirty minutes, I can't run back home and change, Olivia, can I borrow your coat? No wait a second, I don't look good in leather. Damn it! I just got this thing dry cleaned, I can go with out a coat, I mean it is just a quick walk, but it's been quite chilly, maybe if I run…" Casey spat out as she frantically played with her hands.
Brian smiled at the frantic girl in front of him and smirked back at his old captain, who just rolled his eyes. He noticed that she didn't have the time to button up her coat and easily slid it off her shoulders and before Casey could respond he slipped of his navy hoodie and threw it on her. He then shouldered her ruined coat and slung Casey unto his other shoulder and started towards the elevators.
"So, I take it your meeting is in the DA's office?" Brian said with a satisfied smirk.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Casey yelled as she thumped on Brian's back with fisted hands while thanking herself for deciding to change into pants. Meanwhile, the whole squad room laughed at the sight, and the laughter carried out through the halls until they both reached elevators. Brian gently put Casey down on the floor and pressed the down button.
"Who in the world do you think you are?" Casey yelled at him and waved her arms around.
"Didn't you hear Munch? I am Brian Cassidy." He smiled at her.
"I am going to be late to this meeting, and it is going to be your entire fault." She scowled and stomped her foot on the ground and waited for the elevator to reach their floor.
"I can live with that, and anyway, without me you would still be in that squad room rambling on and cold."
And for the first time that morning, Casey stopped took a deep breath and noticed that for once she wasn't covered in coffee.
"You should be thanking me that I am not charging you with "frottage"."
Before Brian had the chance to respond the elevator door opened and they both stepped in as Casey buried her hands into the hoodie's pocket and Brian help and shook out her blue coat.
"Since you're wearing my hoodie, can I wear your coat?"
Casey rolled her eyes, and swatted Brian on the arm as the elevator door closed.
