Chapter 2
Casey Novak's apartment, a week later – 4 am
- "Casey, you have to let it out", stated Olivia Benson very matter of factly. She eyed the young ADA out of the corner of the eye and didn't like what she saw.
The bruises might be fading but the trauma was hunting her every
night.
Not one went by without her trashing around, screaming, trashing and
kicking the covers. And frankly she'd had enough. Not that she did
mind spending time here but it was not healthy. Casey needed release
if she wanted to put that behind her.
She was putting a brave front for everyone's sake but she was hurting herself even more in the process. She claimed having no memory of the attack but unconsciously she was reliving it.
- "I can't Olivia" was her only response for the thousand's time this week.
It was 4 am and Olivia had woken up to the cries and yells of Casey once more. It was the third time this night and it wouldn't be the last. And it wouldn't be the last for a very long time if she didn't face it.
Standing by the bed, arms crossed, Olivia Benson sighed heavily. She
wasn't mad at Casey, she was madder at herself for not finding a
solution to her nightmares.
The perp has been arrested but released on bail. Not very high since
he didn't have a particularly wealthy financial situation, and as a
politic Bosnian refugee, he wouldn't flee the country. So he went
home but she kept that information unknown to Casey Novak.
It was difficult enough to try to get her to face,
and hopefully remember, the attack, no need for her to fear he'd
come after her and finish what he started. He didn't intend to kill
her that night, but now that he was facing years locked behind bars,
he might consider that it'd be for something serious.
Like beating half to death the ADA prosecuting his sister's rapist
was a natural behaviour.
Back resting against the bed head, knees bent and hugged to her chest, rocking herself slowly, Casey Novak was shivering although she was clearly sweating,. Her hair a mess and her eyes, cheeks, puffy and red for the tears she shed in her restless sleep. Tears she refused to let spill when awake.
- "I'm sorry Olivia", came a barely audible
voice which took Olivia out of her reverie.
Glancing down, she smiled
at the younger woman. Even though she looked like hell, she still
found her beautiful.
"Hu ho … not the right time for this" she chastised herself.
Her attraction for the young ADA started over a year ago when she was
carrying that little girl in her arms. Olivia reached her shortly
after she found her in the cooler and as Casey Novak looked at her
with eyes full of fear and hint of pride, proud to show her just how
capable she was, Olivia Benson had fell hard for her. Sure at first
she thought it was some kind of overprotective instinct after getting
the previous ADA nearly killed, but later she realised it was more.
She liked Casey Novak in a way which was quickly growing totally
unprofessional.
She'd sit in Court, although her presence was
not needed, just to get a look at the ADA.
Everyone's attention was
focused on her, no harm done that she was among the crowd.
But her attention was more focused on the way her
business suit hugged her in the right places, how it revealed well
muscled legs, than on her prosecution address.
Fighting hard against the memories, Olivia Benson decided that it was high time Casey Novak went back to her old self: self assured, strong, full of confidence in herself, even a little rough around the angles. That's how she was and that's why she was so efficient in Court.
"Time to get her back" was Olivia's only
thought as she settled next to Casey; draped the blanket around her
shivering shoulders, before pulling her in a tight embrace.
Clearly not expecting this, Casey tried to break
free but Olivia was much much stronger than her, and she resisted.
Finally, she felt the younger woman sag against her, face nestled in
her neck.
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