A/N: As per request, here is what everyone has been waiting on. Heheheh I think I'm looking forward to this story too, and I'm sure that you guys will as well. As always, thanks for reading, and I love you all for staying engaged in these stories of mine. Happy readings!
Disclaimer: Any character from the Law and Order Franchise doesn't belong to me. Any of the Criminal Minds characters don't belong to me either. Such a shame…
A deep scowl plastered across her face, Casey Novak's heels click angrily against the floor as she quickly makes her way through the winding halls of the DA's office. Her usually vibrant crimson hair clings heavily to her head in sickly looking blood red strands from being soaking wet do to the heavily pouring rain outside. The file clutched in her arm is nearly soaked all the way through, and she prays that the ink hasn't worn away to where it isn't legible, she really doesn't want to have to go back to make another copy. The Starbucks coffee cup in her hand provides the only warmth to her body after coming in from such freezing temperatures, yet, because of horrendous traffic, combined with it being the beginning of December, the coffee has gone lukewarm. And on top of all of that; she's late.
Rounding one last corner, she finds herself colliding heavily with Abbie Carmichael. The collision causes Abbie to stumble, and she would have fallen had it not been for Olivia Benson who wraps her arms around the taller brunette's waist to keep her from tumbling.
"Jesus, Abbie, I'm so sorry." Casey apologizes quickly upon seeing her best friend glaring daggers into her.
Abbie straightens up and takes note of the redhead's appearance. "You look like a drenched puppy…" she deadpans seriously before a smirk spreads across her face.
Casey sighs heavily and nods her head shamefully. "Yeah…I slept through my alarm this morning and I forgot an umbrella because I forgot it was supposed to rain. Then Alex called and said I had to run to the precinct to pick up this file from YOU Detective, but you are obviously not there!" she concludes waiving the soaking wet folder in Olivia's face, frowning when she sees the detective crack a small smile and cover it with her hand. "So I had to stand there and wait while Amanda and Fin literally tore your desk apart looking for. THEN I had to go and pick up this because Alex called me AGAIN last minute saying that she needed me to pick up her coffee. So here I am, late to work, soaking wet, and mad as hell. So excuse me, Abigail, if my appearance is not America's Next Top Model ready right now!"
The two brunette's flinch as Casey's rant ends, her words having reached their maximum volume by the time she's finished speaking. It's a little more than obvious that she's upset, but neither of them can hide of much it tickles them to see it.
"Geez, sounds like you've had a rough morning. Why didn't Alex just do that all herself? Lord knows she gets here early enough to do so." Olivia states curiously.
At the mention of the EADA Casey's face contorts into a deeper scowl and Abbie swears that she heard her best friend growl at the question.
"Alex, has gotten it stuck in her head, that me being her ADA means that I am her slave as well." The redhead states angrily, glaring hard at the coffee cup as if it is at fault for her demonic morning.
Abbie snickers and folds her arms as she shakes her head. "But wait, doesn't she have an assistant?"
"Yes, she does, and you know what Kate does? She sits on her ass and watches me run around like Alex's little work monkey. Do you know that Alex has Kate come and tell me things that she needs done?! No, she won't tell her assistant, she'll send her assistant to tell me! If she's just gonna do that why is Kate even here! Shouldn't she be doing her job as an assistant and 'assist'!? Do you make Serena run around and do this that and the other whenever you tell her too?"
"Well, I usually tell my assistant to do it." Abbie says shrugging. "But sometimes Serena voluntarily does things, but that could just be because she's being a good girlfriend."
"Maybe you'd get better treatment if you were dating Alex then." Olivia says snickering, stopping abruptly when she receives a sharp elbow in the ribs from her attorney counterpart. She scowls and rubs her side as she looks up at Abbie with a 'what, I thought I was helping' look.
Casey makes a face and shakes her head in disapproval. "I would highly doubt so, she's very demanding at work, and I'm sure that her personal life is no different. Has she always been this mean and, well, horrible?"
"Aw c'mon Case, she can't be that bad." Abbie teases lightly. "I've heard that I'm worse. She's really cool once you get her to step out of her work zone and everything. Well, that is if anyone can ever get her to step out of her work zone."
"Is she really that mean?" Olivia questions thoroughly, eyebrows raised and head tilted in question.
Casey pauses for a moment before she sighs heavily. "Mean probably wasn't the right word. She's just…difficult…difficult all of the fucking time." She sighs again before feeling that the coffee in her hand has gone cold. "I should give this to her before she accuses me of intentionally bringing her cold coffee. I'll see you guys later."
The other two women watch as Casey disappears down the hall probably to give Alex the things that she needs. They stand in silence for a moment before they erupt in fits of chuckles
"She really has no idea does she?"
"Not. A. Clue."
Alex Cabot's Office
Alexandra Cabot is so focused on what she's writing that she doesn't hear the door to her office open and close until there is the feint noise of someone clearing their throat. Setting down her pen, she looks up, and raises her eyebrows at seeking how Casey is quite literally soaking wet to the bone.
"You're wet." She states, a small smirk tugging at her lips when she sees Casey frown and begin to blush furiously. "Did you not know that it was going to rain?"
"Missed the weather…kind of forgot." The redhead murmurs, stepping further into the office. She sits the soaking wet file on Alex's desk and hands her the cup of coffee. "The file…sort of got wet too."
Alex's face contorts into a thoughtful scowl as she picks up the folder and finds all of the papers on the inside melded together, and the ink smeared all over the pages. "I can't read this…" she murmurs sitting the file down once more. Her attention shifts to the coffee, and she picks it up, frowning again, not even bothering to take a sip. "And this is cold. What's the point of you bringing me cold coffee?"
Casey's eyes narrows and she has to bite her tongue to keep from saying what it is she really wants to say. "I'm sorry, I got stuck in traffic on my way back, and it's really cold outside so. I can…go get you another cup if you want."
"No, no, it's fine. I'll just, make do with this I suppose. I will need you to do something about this file though. It's completely useless to me since I can't read it. I would also suggest that you change so you don't catch pneumonia or something horrible like that."
Casey narrows her eyes once again and bites down on her tongue harder this time. 'No, really? Because I thought I would walk around looking like a sickly wet rat all day.' "I'm sure that I'll be fine, but thank you for your concerns."
Alex nods her head and leans back in her chair, crossing one leg over the other. "Right. Oh, since you're here, I should suppose I should tell you this now. The SVU squad, has requested the assistance of the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit."
"Behavioral Analysis Unit…profilers?"
"Exactly, they'll be assisting in the investigation and unfortunately, all of our resources will be at their disposal." The blonde trails off, not exactly trilled about having to work with the Feds.
Casey runs her fingers through her damp, matted hair and nods her head in understanding. "When will they be here?"
"Tomorrow." Alex states, quickly continuing on when she sees Casey opening her mouth, probably to rant about how unprepared she is. "And I would have told you sooner except I didn't know until literally ten minutes before you walked in."
"Great…glad to know the squad wants to keep us in the loop…" Casey murmurs begrudgingly. "Anyway, I'm going to my own office, and stay there until there is a reason to come out. Call me if you need anything." 'It hasn't stopped you before.'
Alex nods and presumably goes back to what she was doing as Casey exits her office. Not even a minute later, her best friend, Serena Southerlyn, slips through the door and eyes her with a smug look on her face.
"Don't start Serena…" Alex murmurs, setting her pen on the desk, giving the smirking blonde a warning look.
Serena rolls her eyes and proceeds further into the office. "I have no idea what you're talking about." She scoffs, staying silent for a moment before she perks up excitedly. "So, did you do it?"
"You said that you weren't going to start…and to answer your question, my answer is still the same as it always is, no, I did not, and I'm not going to either." Alex states firmly.
Serena whines and closes the door before she plops down in one of the chairs in front of Alex's desk. "But Ali, you should totally do it! You've been pinning over her for months!"
Alex blushes slightly and shakes her head. "She's my ADA, it's not proper work etiquette, and it'd be slightly inappropriate." She rattles off firmly once again, before dropping her voice down to a disappointed mumble. "She would say no anyway."
"AHA! That's what this is about! You're scared to ask her out!"
"I am not scared, Serena, I am simply saying-"
"Nope! You're scared, you basically just said so. Alexandra Cabot is scared to ask out a girl she thinks is pretty, ohhhh this is so cute! Look! You're blushing!"
Alex turns fire engine red and she can feel the heat continue to rush to her face. The blush then begins to creep its way down her neck and Serena's giggling is doing absolutely nothing to help her.
"Will you cut it out? See, this is why I hate telling you stuff like this. I'm too old for this kind of teasing Serena."
"Well, I'm sorry; I'm just saying that it's super adorable that you're afraid to ask Casey on a date. You two would be so cute together! When was the last time you were in a relationship anyway?"
Alex sighs exasperatedly and slumps down in her chair. She's known that Serena has always gotten carried away with things at times, and this is one of those times. "Serena! Will you stop? I'm not asking Casey to go out with me, because she'd say no, and then it'd be too embarrassing to come to work with her after she rejected me. It's not happening."
Serena rolls her eyes and scoffs as she shakes her head in utter disapproval. "You're scared, just admit it so you don't have to keep lying through your teeth. And what makes you so sure that she's going to say no? I'm sure that she'd love to go out with you. Who wouldn't?"
"A whole bunch of people." The elder attorney mumbles, staring down at her desk.
"C'mon, Ali, don't be so insecure. I'm sure there are a lot of people who would go out with you. You're just that awesome. Hey! You know what I can do? I can have Abbie hint Casey if you want. You know they're best friends and everything."
Alex's eyes bulge and she shakes her head vigorously. "No! That-that's probably the last thing that I would want. Like I said, I can't ask her out. Why are we talking about this? It's ridiculous."
Serena smiles cheekily and leans forward in her chair. "Cuz you loooooove her, that's why we're talking about it. I can't believe that she hasn't caught on yet. You gaze at her like a lovesick puppy sometimes. Hell, it's completely obvious to the rest of us that you have feelings for her."
Alex's eyes widen again, and her mouth opens and closes several times before she can come up with a coherent and respectable answer. "How is it-what do you mean it's completely obvious?!"
"Well, let's see, you told me, and I told Abbie-"
"You told Abbie?!"
"Duh, we tell each other everything. Anyway, I told Abbie, and then Kim can just kinda tell, same with the detectives too, it's a little obvious to everyone else, BUT Casey."
Alex groans and lets her head fall to her desk in a loud 'thump'. "Ow…" she whines, realizing that her previous actions weren't exactly a good idea. "This sucks, all of you should just let it go."
"No chance in hell." Serena states shaking her head once again. "You'll feel better if you just ask her to go out with you."
"No, I won't, I'll be initiating public embarrassment and then I'll never be able to look at her again. At least let me have that satisfaction. Besides, what's the worst that could happen if I don't?"
I don't know Alex, what IS the worst that could happen? Hm….leave a review?
