Disclaimer: I don't own Special Victims Unit or any of the characters in it, but I sometimes like to imagine I do… I also don't own the lion king, to which there are a few references in the first couple of chapters

Warnings: None so far, that I can think of, but if a chapter warrants it, I'll put it on there…

A/N Unlike my other story, "Like Father", Olivia will be an ass kicking detective who likes to put criminals in prison instead of being one herself! Also, there shall be less guest stars from other law and orders. Hopefully…but we'll see. Oh, and this is going to be slow to update until I complete "Like Father", cause I started that one first.

In Their Place

THE APARTMENT OF ADA CASEY NOVAK

"Liv, you could not be more of a commitmentphobe ." Casey laughed, as she flopped down on the sofa next to her friend and Co-worker at the Manhattan sex crimes division, offering her freshly micro-waved popcorn.

"I can't believe you wear pyjamas at your age! What would the people think if they knew that tough as nails ADA Novak sleeps in sheep print PJ's?"

"Don't try to change the subject." Casey scolded, "how many long has it been since Kurt moved in?"

Olivia rolled her eyes, she knew where this was going, "four days ago."

"And how many nights is it now you've been crashing on my couch?"

"Enough of the cross-examination Casey! Can't a girl spend time with her friend without arousing suspicion?" Olivia said, affecting a mock hurt expression.

"Hey, I don't mind the company, I'm just saying, your boyfriend moves in to your apartment, and you then practically move in with me. The facts suggest you might need to re-evaluate your relationship."

"Do you ever stop being a lawyer?" Olivia asked, giving her a gentle elbow nudge. Before Casey could reply, her cell rung. She snatched it up before Olivia could read the caller ID.

"Gotta take this," She said to Olivia, "pick a DVD to watch." She added, darting into the kitchen. She shut the door behind her and instinctively neatened her hair before hitting answer.

"Hey," She said.

"What are you wearing?" The caller asked huskily, "wait…don't answer that. I already know… blue sheep print flannel pyjamas."

Casey flushed red, "how did you know that?"

"Don't be embarrassed, I find livestock very sexy." Casey couldn't help but laugh.

"El, you really need to work on your dirty talk."

"What I really need is to see you. Right now."

Casey sighed, "I can't, Liv's here. Again." Olivia didn't know about her and Elliot. No one did. They had only been together a month, and it was complicated. Elliot was still technically married (though separated), and neither was sure how they felt about the other yet. They hadn't quite got around to discussing that. They hadn't got around to a hell of a lot of talking at all, but that was fine by Casey for now. Both of them were having fun.

"I know. She's by your bookshelf, criticizing your film collection."

Casey gasped, "What? Where are you?"

"On the fire escape."

"Elliot!" She whisper-shouted down the phone. She could hear Elliot snickering then his voice turned serious.

"We can get away with this, go to the bathroom, turn on the radio loud and the water, then tell Liv you need to take a shower. I'll sneak into the bathroom while you're telling her that, then you join me." He had the whole thing figured out. But there was still a high chance they would get caught. Although that hadn't stopped Elliot after hours in the locker room a couple of weeks ago.

"Okay, but we'll have to be quick."

"I'll do my best." Elliot said, hanging up. Casey turned up the bathroom radio full blast and turned the water on, paying no heed to the temperature. She then re-entered the living room to find Olivia looking at her boxset collections.

"Wow Case, Ally McBeal, Perry Mason, Boston Legal…wide range of interests you got there."

"I'm gonna take a shower," Casey said.

"I didn't you just take one around half an hour ago?"

"I know, I just...feel like another one." Casey said lamely. She could hear Elliot trying to open the window behind her. Olivia was definitely within sightline. Casey had to think fast.

"You know what, I think I've got some more movies in here." She said, quickly bundling Olivia into her bedroom.

"Finding Nemo, Lion King, and Lion King 2: Simba's Pride?" Olivia laughed, "I know why you keep these in here!"

"I have nieces and nephews." Casey protested, even though she was an only child. Olivia didn't need to know she just happened to enjoy whimsical Disney classics. They made a nice contrast from the severity of her day job.

"Really? You never said you had siblings." Olivia said, looking interested. Casey had already invented nieces and nephews. She wasn't about to create fictitious brothers and sisters as well.

"Uh, yeah. I better get that shower now, start the movie without me, if I own it, I've seen it."

Olivia shrugged, "All right."

Casey stole into the bathroom, quickly locking the door behind her, greeted by a large dark familiar silhouette behind her shower curtain and a pile of discarded mens clothes by the sink. Her sheep print pyjamas quickly joined them, speed aided by their snap fasteners, and she joined Elliot in the shower.

"I've missed you." Elliot mimed, water cascading over his head, trickling down over his muscular shoulders and defined chest.

"I saw you this morning at the office." She whispered, patting him on the chest. He pulled her against himself, under the stream of water. It was pleasantly hot.

"You weren't naked though," He whispered back, pressing a few wet kisses to her lips. "well, you were in my head, but that's not the same." He pressed her back against the cold tiles and covered her mouth with his again, taking the kisses deeper this time. Casey returned his kisses and did her best not to moan when he was entering her in what seemed like moments. But then, she was the one who had told him it needed to be quick.

After they were done, Casey composed herself, wrapping her Copper-blonde hair quickly up into a neat turban, an ability which most women seemed to have genetically built in without the need for any sort of instruction. She left Elliot in the bathroom, and made her way to the sofa where Olivia was watching the Lion King, casually bopping her head and singing along softly with Timon and Pumbaa to the second verse of the upbeat musical number 'Hakuna Matata'.

"Caught! You even know the words!" Casey announced gleefully.