AN: I know how long it's been.. Forgive me, if you will. Kerry, I love you. Pilz, I adore you, T Baulles, All Of Thee Above ;)
"What the hell, Olivia? No!" ADA Casey Novak shouted into the telephone. She wished she'd have ignored this phone call like the back of her mind told her to. Her next court appearance was in less than thirty minutes; she did not need to be in a bad mood right now. The detective on the other line was surely pissing her off, first by demanding a search warrant for the home of their latest suspect in the Werner case, and then by having the audacity to chew Casey out for having insufficient evidence to obtain one. Now the detective was suggesting outlandish ways to get a judge to sign off on that crucial dotted line. The woman had clearly lost her mind and Casey was about to lose hers, until ping!
You've got mail! That annoying little voice made Casey smile through her anger. There was only one reason why she had AOL... Andri. The sweet blonde headed girl she'd mooned after since second grade. From the hardships of broken Barbie dolls and first loves to being single college women in a new city away from home and on through busting ass in the Legal system Andri and Casey remained the best of friends though one would hardly know it. Their outward appearances easily fooled those who didn't know them very well, which no one did. They were the kind of women who kept well to themselves. The years hadn't been kind to their friendship but they still held out for eachother, especially since Andri had to move so far away. Casey was the only person in New York Andri kept up with even though she left behind plenty of friends. Casey was glad about that because Andri was the only person in the world she felt she could really talk to and damn, she needed to talk right now.
"That email must be pretty damn good for you to ignore me like that, Novak."
Casey whipped her head around at the sound of that voice. She was so engrossed in her message she forgot about the phone at her ear and didn't hear Detective Benson enter her office. She hung it up slowly. "Oh, um, hi Olivia."
Olivia looked at her blandly. She hated being ignored. "So, about that warrant-"
"I said no!" Casey sighed. So much for going to court in a decent mood. "You simply don't have enough for me. I'm sorry but, that's that."
"I know Case, I just wanted to apologise for yelling at you like that. I just want to get this guy."
Casey blinked once. Twice. Did she hear right? The all high and mighty Detective Olivia Benson was apologising to her out of the blue. And, using her nick name? Hell must be frozen over. Their work relationship over the last two years had improved, but Olivia'd never been that civil to Casey unless ordered to do so by her boss, Captain Cragen.
"Apology accepted." Casey glanced at her screen again, before looking back at Olivia. "Is there something else I can help you with?"
Olivia shook her head no. "C'mon, I'll walk you to the court room." She stood to her feet and waited as Casey gathered her things together and flicked her computer sceens. "So, was that email really any good?"
Casey just shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "I guess so, if it made me ignore you."
The two women headed out of Casey's office to the courts. Truth was, the email wasn't very good, but a little boggling. Just a simple hello and an innocent question Casey couldn't get her head around. She couldn't believe Andri was asking her. Was it allowed? Was it too risky?
Casey was quiet the entire way to the courtroom, that one question circling in her head.
So, when are you coming to Irvington?
