AN: I don't think I will be updating daily but here is a treat :) This chapter starts off with the break-up two years ago. So read away :)


"Joy! Guess what?!" Casey came inside the apartment with a huge smile on her face.

Alex was seated on the couch watching TV. She turned towards her girlfriend and smiled. She couldn't be as happy as she was at that time.

"We are going on a vacation?" Alex joked.

"No… I got my promotion!" Casey smiled as she ran up to Alex and gave her the paper.

Alex read it and quickly kissed Casey, "I am so happy for you! I know you wanted this since forever!" Alex kissed Casey even longer. "We have to celebrate!" She ended the kiss.

"We do?" Casey asked, "I mean it's not like I became CEO or anything."

"So? You accomplished something you've wanted to accomplish for a while now." Alex smiled.

"I know!" Casey smiled once again.

"Go get dressed, it's..." She checked the time, "seven-thirty."

As Casey entered the room to get dressed someone knocked on the door loudly yelling Alex.

"Alex! I know you're in there! Open the door!" The man sounded gruff with a slight Puerto Rican accent.

"Fuck, fuck." Alex whispered to herself.

Casey quickly came out of the room with a dress in her hand and only her bra and lace panties on.

"What's going on? Who's Alex?" Casey spoke in almost a panic.

"Go back in the room I'll deal with this." Alex said strictly.

"Joy, we have to call the police… you don't know what this guy is capable-"

"I said go back in, damn it," Alex demanded. "Please!"

Stunned, Casey quickly ran back in the room and shut the door.

The man continued to knock, "I hear you in there!" He was about to bang on the door once more when Alex opened it.

"Why the fuck are you here?!" Alex whispered but still anger filled her voice.

"Don't fuck with me. I told you I wanted the money by-"

"Wednesday! And today is-"

"Wednesday dip shit."

"Fuck!" Alex rolled her eyes and thought of something quick. "Look I totally forgot! I have people to take care of and stuff to do. I can't be paying you drug money when I haven't even paid my own rent." Alex said, throwing out excuses.

"Right…but you know Alex debts are paid on the day they need to be, whether you like it or not." The man smiled, "But since I know you are good for it, I'll give you a day."

Alex had a breath of relief. "Thank you…dip shit." She smiled at him.

He walked away, and turned back, "See you tomorrow!"

She quickly shut the door and turned around to see Casey not dressed and angry.

"Who the fuck is Alex? Why the fuck does he keep calling you Alex? Is that like an Alias? Or is that your real name?" Casey withdrew papers from her back and shoved them on Alex's chest.

"Casey, listen to me… I love you and-"

"And what?! You are a fucking drug dealer?! That is just crazy! My girlfriend…no, my life is a whole lie! I lived with you for almost a year and you couldn't just tell me that you are some low life who messes with people's hearts?!"

"Casey, these papers were hidden in a locked chest, how did you even get in? Did you ever trust me?" Alex attempted to turn the focus of the conversation on Casey.

Casey was having none of it, "Fuck you! I trusted you, Joy…or Alex... or whoever the fuck you are. I was looking for my bracelet and I found a key in the cabinets and I remembered you had a chest so I wanted to find out what was in there. I just saw a bunch of papers under the name of Alexandra Cabot. I found a birth certificate under Alexandra Cabot and I thought maybe it was for one of your friends so I shut it and put it away." Casey started pacing, "I…I heard that guy yell Alex and that's when it clicked and I went through it again and found an ID with your picture and the name Alex Cabot." Casey started to visibly shake.

"I couldn't tell you… You met me when I was impersonating someone… I couldn't just tell you on our first date you would think I am a liar."

"What the fuck are you now?! It didn't make a difference." In that second Casey's normally calm and pleasant demeanor slowly changed and her face contorted in an all-consuming anger; her nostrils flaring, and her eyes flashing. "I can't believe this! You were impersonating someone?! Who are you! You are obviously not a manager at a hotel… Fuck I am suck an Idiot!"

"I know how bad this is, but I can assure you that I will make things right. I will fix this. I will tell you all you need to know… please! Just hear me out." Alex pleaded.

Casey just stood there, stared at Alex, and spoke, "Do I owe you that?"

"I know, but-"

"I said," Casey raised her voice, "Do I owe you that?"

Alex slowly sat down, and that was the first time Casey- or anyone for that matter- seen her cry.

Alex knew that she was going to lose Casey and there was nothing she could do about it. She felt this overwhelming feeling to weep, as if grieving for a dead loved one. She covered her eyes, ashamed that if Casey saw it would mean she was weak, that she had no more left in her to go on.

Casey glanced over at Alex and suddenly softened and walked over to Alex and pulled her close, as if whatever happened the last hour didn't happen.

"I'm so sorry, Casey, I swear I am… I can't lose you! You are the only thing going for me." Alex spoke through her sobs.

"I…can't." Casey answered. She stood up, "I want to forgive you, but I can't right now and I really don't know when… I'm sorry." Casey grabbed most of her things and walked out of the apartment.


Present Day

Alex woke up got dressed and made breakfast for herself. She grabbed her phone and sat down. It was noon already and she was waiting for Casey to call her.

She just wanted to explain herself. Something she did not get to do. Casey should know the real reason she had to lie about her identity.

She grasped that Casey probably forgave her. She smiled at that and continued to eat.

Once she was done she grabbed a hoodie and stepped outside. She decided to walk instead of driving. She rarely walked but today looked just seemed to be a great day.

As she was walking she saw a woman she recognized.

"Abbie?" Alex hugged her.

"Oh my gosh! I thought you were dead… Last I heard you got shot." Abbie smiled. She had her brown hair tied into a messy ponytail and wore a white tank and jeans.

"I am guessing you just got out of lockup." Alex smiled.

Abbie shrugged, "You know how it is." She looked around Alex, "Walk with me."

"Um ok." Alex followed her.

"So I can't deal anymore-"

"What does that have to do with me?" Alex asked.

"Whoa girl, let me talk." Abbie slightly shoved Alex. "Well I got paroled so if I want to keep the bread up I need you to help me… We have always been good. I'll give you a quarter of the share-"

"I don't deal anymore." Alex stood in front of Abbie to stop her from walking.

"What do you mean you don't deal anymore? You are like the Donald Trump of dealing." Abbie smiled.

"Thanks, but I want to live clean now." Alex responded.

"Clean, huh? What hottie is sleeping with you now?" Abbie questioned, knowing every time Alex changed her life it was for the betterment of her partner.

"Look I just can't anymore. I lost someone I loved over this shit and I don't want it to happen again." Alex started back for home.

"Well thanks anyway Cabot!" Abbie screamed.

"Welcome Carmichael." Alex smiled as she walked away.

Alex shook her head and checked the time. two-fourteen.

She finally just gave up on Casey calling.

She ran back to Abbie, "You want to come back to my apartment? Or your parole officer won't allow that?"

"Um…come to mines." She grabbed Alex's hand and walked straight there.


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