AN: I thought of this story after I read a really great story. I hope you guy's like a little drama, humor, and romance. This is an A/C and C/O story. It's something different. I have written the first four chapters, however I don't know how this is going to go with my readers. I seem to have a wide range of lovable readers. What happens when trust is a huge block you have to get over in order to stay with the person you love? What happens if the person you love trusts you, but you shouldn't be trusted? I present to my FanFic Readers…Trust.

Chapter 1

Well, to start off, I am ADA Casey Novak. I currently work alongside Manhattan SVU. I actually wasn't always working alongside this brilliant team until three years ago, when I made a huge mistake in a case I had gotten too attached to.

I'm back now and better than ever, although I'm on probation. Meaning, I will have to be working under another ADA for a year. Her name is Alexandra Cabot. I really don't have a problem working under her. We are more the same than different in so many levels. She has to come to my office everyday to check on me. I know she resents that, I think. She just wants to rest, I guess. I have a feeling though, that maybe I'm her gateway out of our…how can I put it? Oh, legal world. However, I already have someone for that and her name is Olivia Benson.

She is and always will be the love of my life. We got together before I was booted off the island. We stayed in touch and here we are. One thing I am really fed up with is the fact that she used to be with Alex, before Alex went away. Once Alex finally told me she was a lesbian all she could talk about every day is her time with Olivia. I get annoyed, however I can't show her I am or I will have to explain to the whole squad that I am a lesbian. Then that will bring trouble to me outing Olivia and then Alex…we all know where this is going to end, so I avoid it as much as I can.

I have to say one good thing is that I can secretly brag to myself because I'm the one who has Olivia.

Here comes the sweet heart herself. Olivia just walked into my office wearing a sexy black dress and heels on. I am staring her up and down. I hope she doesn't notice me. I think she did.

She leans close to my desk. "Babe," she comes around and brushes her lips over mine. I love when she teases me. She touches my lips, but doesn't kiss me. "I thought you said you were going to be done?" I hate when she does that, placing all the weight on me, like it is my fault I have so much work.

"I'm almost done, Liv. Give me 5 minutes." I say.

She retreats and grabs a seat and sits down directly across from me. She crosses her legs. I find myself staring and I turn around quickly to look up at the person intruding on my moment.

It was Alex. I am super pissed. I told her never to bother me after nine. Olivia quickly places both feet on the ground and pretends that we were going over a testimony.

"I'm sorry Casey. Hi, Liv." She smiles at Liv. She is obviously blushing and I know she is going to try to flirt with Olivia. "I just came to tell you that you are off tomorrow."

"That's great!" I smile and I genuinely mean it. The smile I mean. I am excited and now I can spend the whole afternoon with Olivia. I saw Olivia covering up her smile, too. She is so adorable. If Alex would just leave, I would have commented on it.

"Well, I'm off. Olivia, you look sexy by the way." She shut the door. She really knows how to get me angry.

"Olivia…you look sexy by the way." I mock her.

Olivia is laughing hysterically. "I really need a drink." She finally gets comfortable and leans back on the chair once more.

"I'm done." I get up and grab my coat off of my chair. "Where are we headed?"

Olivia smiled, "Anywhere but here," I agree and nod my head.

I let her leave first so we can maintain our cover. I leave ten minutes later.

She was leaning on the car. "Took you long enough."

I couldn't take it anymore she was making me feel all tingly inside. I pressed my lips against hers, very softly, planting kisses on her lips. I look around and open the door to the passenger's side and get in.

I know she hates when I leave her hanging.

She gets in the driver's seat. She wants to tell me something. In turn she smiles and starts the car. She then turns off the car and turns towards me. She must have a lot in her mind.

"Are you jealous?" She looks at me in the eye. I hate when she does that. That means I have to listen and tell her the truth.

Instead of answering the question, I ask another question in place of it. "Jealous of what?" I ask.

"Casey… Of Alex's comments. I see how stiff you become. You act like she is going to steal me away… Is it because you are jealous or you don't trust me?" She really wants the truth from me.

I trust her, I think. I'm not jealous of Alex… I'm just in love and I don't want any other person looking at my girlfriend except me. I don't think that's bad, is it?

I noticed that I am taking too long to answer the question, "No."

She looks at me like I am possessed. "No, what?"

I stay quiet because I really don't know why I said no.

She shakes her head and starts the car. I know she is mad at me. I hate when she's mad at me. We are about to back up when I say, "I'm sorry."

Classic Olivia. She is ignoring me. She knows how much I hate that, yet she still does it.

I shut up, which is rarely as a matter of fact, and let her drive. It was a silent drive. We arrive to her apartment. We decided not to live together, although we have been going out for about 5 years.

"I don't feel so hungry anymore, but if you are, dinner is in the oven." She finally spoke after she parked.

What did I do so bad that it got her this irritated? She parks in the garage and unbuckles her seatbelt. I do the same and exit the car. I'm following behind her.

I see her raise her hand to rub her forehead, I'm guessing out of fustration.

We enter the building and walk straight for the elevators. The elevators door's open and we are the only ones who enter.

I decide to make my move and kiss her. She put her hand out. "Casey, please. Not right now."

In my embarrassment I nod and move away. Ok, that didn't work. Maybe, I should give her some space.

The elevator arrives at our floor and we get off. Suddenly, I don't feel so hungry anymore either. We walk down the hall to her apartment. She enters and heads for her room.

Don't I feel like shit? All she wanted was an answer.

I decide to watch TV while she sleeps.

1 Hour Later

I enter Olivia's bedroom and start to undress and leave my bra and panties on. As I walk past, I decide to pick up her clothes and place them in the hamper. I pick up her purse she was carrying earlier this evening.

It was open and everything fell out. As I bend down to pick up everything, I see a ring box attached to a note. I am super excited and angry at myself. She was going to propose to me. As a tear made its way down my cheeks, I read her note.

'I love you, Casey, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. These past years I grew to love you and know you in ways you didn't know yourself. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. It was hard to accept my feelings for you, at first, but when I accepted it you made me feel new. I know it sounds like those cliché type love stories, but that's what happened and we are a love story. I just want to know you will be mine's forever. Will you marry me?'

I was crying. Tears of joy and anger. More angry at myself for letting her down this evening. We planned this evening since last week. It was weird at first because we usually have spur of the moment type dates, but I could tell she wanted this night to be special. There were flower pedals leading to her huge guest room. I smiled at what could have been.

I placed everything inside her bag. I'm going to try to pretend I didn't see it.

I head to bed next to her and shut off the bed lamp and I fell asleep.

AN: I have to say, I might have something going here. I would love some reviews, as always, to continue. Let's go with an odd number…hmmm, how about 7 reviews to continue, sounds fair? I love you guys and thank you for reading. R&R.