Waiting on Two Pink Lines

Summary: Olivia, Casey, and Alex in a bathroom waiting on two pink lines. Drama ensues. Based off that Friends episode where Rachel, Monica, and Phoebe are in the bathroom at Monica's wedding wondering if Rachel is pregnant.

Disclaimer: I don't own Friends or anyone in Law and Order: SVU. I wish I did, but sadly my mind is not that creative and Dick Wolf got to it before I did.

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Olivia's POV

Raisins

Why am I eating ice cream with raisins? I hate raisins. They're disgusting, yet I'm eating them. Something fishy is in the air. Did I really just think that? Lord, I'm in trouble. Door creaks. ELLIOT'S HOME!

I run into his arms and he catches me easily. This was just too perfect. That's what scares me. He had picked up some groceries while I had worked on the case. Too bad, I didn't work on it. I sat on the couch and wondered why I was eating ice cream with raisins. He sticks those brown paper bags on the counter. I make him get paper now. Ever since that Fed job I've been obsessed with doing all the little things to help the environment. I think that scares him a little.

He starts humming as he puts things into the fridge. Awwww, I think it's so cute. I bet the others would gag if they caught that thought. He's mine. Yes! ALL MINE! MUAHAHAHAHA! Ok the raisins are getting to me.

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Alex's POV

Fifteen Million Bodies

Holy crap I'm getting married! Pauses for dramatic affect (not that anyone can hear this) TOMMORROW! This is so exciting…and very very stressful. To tell the truth, I would rather try about let's say… fifteen million murder cases than plan this one wedding. Oh wait, that means I would have about fifteen million bodies. How would those ever fit in the morgue? Okay Alex you need help. You're thinking about bodies. Oh wait, and you're talking to yourself. Call Huang now.

Hell no. You really think I would let that little midget shrink me? No siree. That is not my thing. I hate shrinks. Even though he's a tiny little midget that doesn't scare me. Oh wait, he has access to needles. RUN AWAY!

My fiancé is home. Heck yes. He kisses me on the cheek and plops down beside me on this big sofa. Awww, how romantic can this get? Oh my God, I smell GSR. I glance at him. He's a Fed. Duh. He just grins at me and then starts to kiss me. Okay I have exactly one hour with him before I go over to Casey's. Hehehe. I'm getting evil thoughts. Plenty of time.

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Casey's POV

Stop Thinking

Okay, why am I the only one single? Alex is engaged, Olivia's dating Elliot and here I am sitting in my living room eating yogurt waiting for them to spare a moment in their love lives to spend time with me. Desperate. Pathetic. Oh YES! I have work. Crickets. Casey Novak you are a very lonely person.

Doorbell rings. Yes the girls are here. Time for some major partying. It's the last night for Alex before the ball and chain are linked to her ankle. Lucky girl. That Agent Donovan is a hottie. Stop thinking Casey. Just stop. Now.

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Narrative

As the girls filed into Casey's house, they were gigging like teenagers again. Alex handed each of them their bridesmaid dresses. Olivia was the maid of honor. Alex remembered the debate that went into deciding this. She did not want to find herself at the wrong end of a catfight so she told the two of them to decide. They came up with a cycle. Casey would be Alex's. Alex would be Olivia's. And Olivia would be Casey's. That was just fine and dandy. Then came the debate on who would catch the bouquet. Alex had walked out on that conversation.

"You excited?" Casey asked.

Alex nodded, as she stuck an oreo in her mouth.

Olivia laughed. "Alex is gonna be the first one to get old!"

Alex slapped the detective on the arm. "Shut up or I'll steal all the Oreos!"

Olivia mocked disbelief. "Oh no! What are we gonna do?" she exclaimed.

"Mature guys. Very mature." Casey said laughing.

They stuck their tongues at her.

"Scratch that. Casey's gonna be the first one to get old."

That earned Olivia another slap on the arm.

The three of them ended up talking for the rest of the night. Laughing at what the guys were probably doing. Elliot was the best man.

The girls had planned for a quiet girl's night out. Nothing too spectacular. Now they were joking around as they imagined what the guys were doing.

"You think they got strippers?" Alex asked, tilting her blonde head to one side thoughtfully.

Casey laughed. "Doubt it. Tim's too afraid of your wrath."

Alex laughed. "Hey!"

"Hey children. Let's settle down." Olivia joked.

"She's the child." Alex teased, pointing at the redhead.

She feigned hurt. "Look at what you made me do. Now I have to eat another Oreo to make myself feel a little less hurt."

Alex rolled her eyes. Casey gasped.

"That hurts Alex." She said, pointing to her heart. "That hurts right here."

Olivia laughed as she flicked Casey on the side of the head. Casey threw an Oreo at Olivia and pretty soon all three girls were covered in crumbs and white cream.

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Olivia's POV

The Wedding and We're All Screwed

Alex is a wreck and I'm not surprised. The only problem is. I can't have a single thing with sugar in it without barfing it up. Oh wait, another problem, if I am pregnant, then I can't drink. Great. Damn. Damn. Damn. Thank God Casey was the maid of honor and not her.

Whoa! Elliot looks smoking in that suit. My thoughts are going somewhere else. Come back Olivia, you have your best friend's wedding remember? Get out of the bedroom. Now. Look away Olivia. That's it, look away. Wait, he's looking at me. Oh I know he likes this. Me and my baby blue dress. I don't know why Alex chose this color for me, but she assured me a million times that looked amazing in it. So here we are. The preacher clears his throat.

Oh my bad. I'm sitting here staring at my boyfriend, while standing in the wrong spot. He smirks. Damn him. I'm gonna get him later. After I drag those girls into the bathroom and find out what this little pee-on-the-stick thing in my purse has to say.

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Casey's POV

This dress is way too long. I stepped on the damn thing for the twentieth time. I'm wearing green. Alex said it brought out the green in my eyes. Who's looking?

DAMMIT! I TRIPPED AGAIN! Only this time, I ran into the flower girl. Alex's niece. She's glaring at me. I look up. Ah! Alex is glaring at me too. I hurry to my place and hold my breath. Olivia is so silently laughing at me. Damn her. I pretend nothing happened. Hard to do when I know my face is as red as my hair. Remain calm Casey remain calm.

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Alex's POV

Here Comes the Bride

I have never been more nervous. My hair's up. My veil is in my eyes and I'm resisting the incredible urge to blow these stupid newly cut bangs out of my eyes. Damn that stylist. How the heck am I supposed to see when I have blonde curtains over my eyes? Huh? I should sue him for reckless endangerment. I could run into something and die. What then? Okay Alex, stop thinking. You're getting married. Focus on the wedding. Stupid hairstylist. Alex! Okay I'm done. Here comes the bride.

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Casey's POV

Oh Shit

The preacher asks that question. Like an idiot, I say 'objection!' Alex is glaring at me. Oh shit. What am I gonna do? She's gonna kill me. Shit. Shit. Shit. I think I'm turning red. Crap. Olivia gives me a poke. Right, now I've just held up the wedding and Alex is getting madder by the second.

"Sorry, force of habit." I say trying to blow it off.

Strained laughter. Casey Novak, you are a complete idiot. You will be lucky if Alex leaves you in an alley without pulling your head off. I glance at Olivia. She's still laughing. Great. This is just great.

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Narrative

"Can someone please explain to me why we're hiding in the bathroom on my wedding day?" Alex asked, tapping her foot impatiently on the cold marble floor.

Olivia put a finger to her lips and pulled out an ETP from her purse.

"I think I'm pregnant, but I'm scared to find out on my own." She confessed.

Casey looked confused. "Why don't you find out with Elliot?" she asked.

Olivia made a face. "That's a good idea. I know you've just gotten divorce with your wife with four kids. You broke up with Dani Beck and now let's welcome another child into our crazy life." She said sarcastically.

"I see what you mean." Casey muttered.

Alex bit her lip. "Okay. Olivia get in the stall and pee. Now."

Olivia took the ETP. "Here goes." She said nervously, slipping into the stall.

"Don't miss." Alex called, trying to ease Olivia's mind a little.

A laugh. Then an oh shit.

The lawyers exchanged glances. They didn't like the sound of that. Olivia came out of the stall looking severely pissed.

"I dropped it into the toilet." She said, her brown eyes dark with anger.

The other two took one look at her and burst out laughing hysterically.

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Author's Note: Maybe one more chapter to round this out. Hope you liked it!