Author's note: Lol ok due to a certain reviewer and the fact that Munch is technically my father's age (which is what actually disturbs me) I'm making him 15 years older than Casey, I don't know how old she is exactly but she must be in her early thirties, right? So he's now younger but still old and cynical. Everybody wins lol. Also I'm going to start adding EO into this, but only hints. Or possibly more than hints but this story is mostly about Casey so I have to keep on track. On another note thank you to my seven lovely reviewers, my lucky number hehe. Anyways moving onto the actually story (but remember to still review but because otherwise this story goes byebye)

Disclaimer: Still don't own them but if anyone wants to buy me a Christmas or new years present well you know what I want.

Present

It's hard to live life, pretending things are fine, that nothing has changed. Breathe in; breathe out, smile, nod, and walk, run. It is fine everything is fine…But it's not something went wrong, something isn't right…

Casey had to walk, she'd prefer running but she knew that she didn't have the energy reserved for it. She tried to pretend nothing was happening that life, if it was possible was fine, normal even. But it wasn't and something was changing, inside of her, worse yet something was growing. It wasn't a thing she corrected herself, it was her child, his child, but she didn't want to think of that, for the moment she just wanted to walk.

It was lunch, that usually pleasant time of the day when she didn't have to focus on her work. But now she tried thinking of the case, anything to distract her from her real problem. It was sad really, she thought of her unborn child as a problem, a nuisance. She wanted to love it, for it to be a part of her life, but all it was his child, and he certainly wouldn't be able to take it.

He didn't want to spend the rest of his life with her, he'd told her that. He'd said he wasn't comfortable that it was wrong for someone his age, and who was so much older than her to have a relationship with her. He didn't want her, and he certainly wouldn't want a child…if he found out. Of course he didn't know, not yet, and there was no way in hell that Casey planned on telling him anytime soon.

She kept on bumping into people, why couldn't she have chosen a nice walk through central park instead of through such a busy street. She cursed herself, just another mistake. Sighing she looked about her but didn't dare stop walking. There were so many people going about their busy lives immersed in their own problems, their desires and fears, how many were like her?

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Past

She felt heavy and peaceful as she awoke, she clung desperately to the last rays of sleep, not wanting to leave the peacefulness behind. Her eyes opened slowly adjusting to the morning light. She wasn't in her own apartment, at first this confused her, the previous night she'd gone out to the bar with the detectives, not out looking for a one-night stand.

As she rolled over and looked around she smiled to herself, no one was there but she suddenly remembered the previous night and knew who's house she was at.

She looked around for a clock and finally saw one perched beside the bed, there was still an hour for her to get to work but she had to get ready. She quickly threw on her cloths and attempted to tie her hair back in a ponytail but failing to find a hair tie she just brushed it quickly and left the room. She searched for a mirror, didn't Munch look at himself at all? She wondered uselessly, she sighed, where was he anyways?

She heard him cough near by, she poked around a bit, there he was sitting at his kitchen table and sipping a coffee. He didn't notice her and suddenly she felt young and shy, she tried to shrug off the feeling but couldn't. She muttered a half hearted hi and his head shot up, "Oh, you're awake." He said simply and for some reason all her awkwardness was cast aside.

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She wondered vaguely if anyone would notice that they were both wearing the same clothes as the day before, but even if anyone did they probably wouldn't consider the possibility of the ADA and the cynical old detective sleeping together. She smiled at this thought; no one ever had to know.

She sat down in her office feeling for once perfectly comfortable in it. Ever since she was attacked and had to be rescued by Olivia she always felt and ting of fear, like someone awaited her in the shadows, maybe behind her desk? But today she ignored it, and sipped her coffee contently.

A little after noon she was called over to the precinct to be briefed on the latest case by Cragen. Olivia and Elliot were arguing again, but no big surprise there, Casey knew Olivia was probably just trying to help Elliot but that he'd blown up at her, again. She sighed inwardly, everyone except for Olivia seemed to know better than to even talk to Elliot, and it had to be hard for her. Occasionally Casey would get a sneaking suspicion that Olivia liked Elliot, but then why not tell anyone? So she ignored it and switched her attention else where.

There was an over all grim feeling that hung about the detectives, had the latest case been too much for them? She tried shrugging it off but there was something about Olivia's presence that disturbed her, something that wasn't right and the next day when she discovered that Olivia had requested a new partner somehow Casey wasn't surprised. Elliot was though, angry too, but there was nothing surprising about that.

Casey remained by Olivia's side but she knew it wasn't Olivia who needed the help; it was Elliot. Nevertheless Casey and Elliot had never been particularly close, there'd always be a distance between them that couldn't be changed, and Elliot had built up walls around him that only one person could pull down and that was Olivia.

Olivia would be back, Casey was relatively confident about that but in the mean time how would Elliot survive? With no one to confide in he'd surely just take out his anger on suspects, again. Munch on the other hand wasn't very worried about how Elliot would act without Olivia there to guide him; he just wanted to make sure Olivia was fine.

"You've spoken to her right?" he questioned.

"Yeah she'll be fine," Casey answered and taking a deep breath voiced a thought that had been troubling her, "Do you think there was something going on between them?"

"I doubt it, besides; Olivia is your best friend right?" He asked and Casey nodded, "She'd tell you if there was anything going on between them."

"But I haven't told her about…" She trailed off but Munch knew what she was thinking and finished for her.

"Us."

Author's note: OKz that's it for now, remember to review lol, and constructive criticism is always welcome, I'll try to improve the grammar thing a bit, i.e. listen in English class for once.