"You're pregnant?" Olivia cried, standing up so quickly that the blood rushed to her head.
Casey nodded. "Yeah. I found out at my doctor's appointment the other day," she said quietly. "I just wasn't sure how to tell everyone." Anyone who knew Casey knew how against abortion she was, even in the worst of circumstances. "I told him and.."
"He left you," Olivia finished. "Oh, Casey, that's horrible." She sat beside the attorney, enveloping her in a comforting hug.
"Why aren't you saying I told you so?" Casey asked, laying her head on the older woman's shoulder.
"I could if you want me to," Olivia offered. The two women shared a soft smile. Olivia sighed. "But you're my best friend, and no matter how angry I ever am, I could never truly wish someone would hurt you."
"But I'm stupid. I've known you for almost thirteen years, and him for less than one. I should have believed you when you told me about him." Casey sat up. "I didn't want to believe it. I wanted to believe he was the perfect guy. Olivia, he was so romantic at first. He knew all of my favorite poems, and he always made breakfast in bed. And I would be lying if I said the sex wasn't fantastic."
Olivia cringed invisibly at the last comment. "I know," she murmured. "Believe me, I do. You didn't want to believe it because you didn't want to get hurt. That doesn't make you a whore and that would never make you stupid. It just makes you human."
"But I almost ruined our relationship in the process," Casey said tearfully.
"It wouldn't be the first time we almost ruined each other," Olivia said, chuckling. She immediately returned to seriousness. "How far along are you?" she asked.
"Six weeks. I feel so…blind. We deal with pricks like him daily, and I still couldn't see it. You even warned me, and I only yelled at you."
Olivia stood. "You had every right to yell at me. I was being greedy, for lack of a better term. I was jealous and I was angry, and my pride did get the better of me. But I was also being greedy. I could only think about what it would be like if you were mine, if you could see how awful he was and love me instead. I'm sorry, Casey. I don't know what came over me."
Casey stood with her, hugging her. "You were right," she admitted, tears springing to her eyes once more. "Maybe it's the hormones, and maybe it's the pain of being abandoned, but I..I think I was running away from the truth. Olivia, you are more important to me than any man. I don't know exactly what I feel for you…I don't understand, because I…I love men…I think…but besides that, I am so confused. I guess what I am trying to say is, will you promise not to abandon me too?"
Olivia lifted Casey's chin. Placing a gentle kiss on the younger woman's lips, the detective smiled. "Does that give you your answer?" Never, in her wildest dreams, had Olivia imagined Casey's reaction. The attorney pressed her body against hers, returning her kiss with equal passion. Maybe it was the redhead's hormones, but Olivia could not deny the pleasure of winning the greatest prize.
