A/N: Sorry everyone for the lack of updates these last few weeks. As I mentioned in A Thousand Years, I had surgery and wasn't able to write. Anyway, I am back in the swing of things! So, here is your very much deserved update! It's much longer to make up for the long wait! :) thank you for all your support and wonderful reviews! They keep me writing!
"Nothin' is as it has been,
And I miss your face like hell.
And I guess it's just as well,
But I miss your face like hell."
Rivers and Roads by The Head and the Heart
"You asked Charlie for a divorce?" Alex asked, hesitation laced thick in her voice. She could feel hope start to grow deep inside her.
"Yes," Casey answered flatly looking back out the window onto the busy streets. "So, I need you to work weekends for me."
"What does this mean?" The blonde asked in a whisper.
"It means that I have turned my kids lives upside down! It means the one parent that was actually worth a damn to them has left because he can't look me in the eye! It means I have to be better for them, so that I don't permanently screw them up! That's what it means, so can you work weekends or not?" She spat with a shaky voice that spoke more than her words.
Alex locked eyes with the woman she loved. She could see volumes of hurt hiding behind Casey's glassy green eyes. At that moment, her hope was snuffed out like a burning candle. With her lips pressed into a tight line she nodded before whispering, "Yes, I can work all weekends for you. Whatever you need, Casey, I am here to help you." She'd do anything for the woman standing before her.
"Thank you," the redhead choked out before turning her back to her former lover again. "Liv has the file."
"Thank you, I will go get it."
Hearing Alex vacate the office, Casey let out a deep sigh. She'd been through so much in the last few months and even more over the last twenty four hours. Moving to sit back down at her desk, she fished her cellphone out from her desk and dialed her best friend and sister-in-law, Kim Greylek.
Waiting for her to answer, Casey pulled up her banking software and tried to estimate what she and the kids could live off of monthly. Charlie would obviously pay child support, but she couldn't build their lives off of child support, she had to be realistic. Hearing the phone connect, and Kim's smooth voice cross the line in a 'hello,' she blurted, "I asked Charlie for a divorce last night."
The sound of something dropping to the floor could be heard, and Casey knew she'd gotten her best friends attention. "You did what? Is this because of Alex? Casey, you know that will only end in heart break!"
"It has nothing to do with Alex, Kim, I am just tired of living a sham." She defended.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm not sure of anything, I just needed to tell someone." Casey relayed in a shaking voice.
Kim let out a long sigh. Casey knew from the sound that her sister-in-law probably had her forehead pressed to the palm of one hand, as she held the phone to her ear with the other. "I'm sorry. I just wish you'd talked this through with Owen and I first. I'm just worried about you. He will be worried about you. We will support you no matter what, and if this is what you want then we have your back, but are you absolutely sure this is what you want?"
Casey mulled the question over in her head. Asking Charlie for a divorce was something she'd thought through a decade before, but the sudden asking for it was another thing. Looking down at her left hand, at her engagement and wedding bands, Casey whispered a still shaky, "Yes."
Leaving court after her afternoon appearance, Casey headed straight back to work. Making her way to her office, she new if she left soon, she could spend the afternoon with her kids. While she had work that needed to get done, she knew deep inside it was the best choice for her children and right now she needed to not be selfish. She could stay up late tonight to finish it.
Reaching her office, she gathered the files she needed and checked her emails. If she left now she'd have probably four hours of work to pull off tonight. Sighing as she finished making responses and turned off her desk lamp, a familiar voice met her ears.
"Casey," Alex interrupted, "I wanted to know if I could help you with anything."
Letting out a long sigh, Casey turned to face the blonde. "I'm good Alex. I am headed out for the day, I just have paperwork to do tonight."
Alex could see the distance in Casey's eyes, and it pained her. However, she didn't let that hold her back. "Give me the paperwork, I can knock it out for you."
"I can handle a little paperwork, Alex," Casey huffed as she walked towards the door.
Alex didn't waste a second, she quickly grabbed the redhead's arm, "I know you can, but I am trying to help you. I figured you could rest or relax or whatever, but I thought I'd help."
Refusing to look the blonde in the eyes, Casey huffed, "You don't even know my cases, you'd being doing triple the work."
"I brushed up on all your cases earlier today. Let me do this for you. Let me help you."
Sighing, Casey finally looked into those blue eyes she spent so much time dreaming about. They were just as beautiful as she'd remembered. Alexandra Cabot had only grown more stunning over the years.
"Why are you being so nice? I haven't been so kind to you." Casey whispered.
"You know why, Casey," Alex whispered back. "Give me the paperwork. I will take care of it."
Casey didn't break eye contact as she passed over the files. As much as she didn't want to admit it, she wanted to pull the blonde into her arms. She wanted to feel Alex, kiss her, smell her perfume...but the hurt she'd caused her all those years ago was still a bleeding wound, it would take more than helping with paperwork to heal.
Swallowing thickly, Casey nodded, "Thank you," before walking out of her office. Standing in the hallway, she looked back at her former lover, "Are you coming?"
Alex had to shake her head clear. For a moment, she thought Casey was going to kiss her. She longed to hold the redhead, to tell her how she loved her, but those days were far from here. All she could do was wait and pray for another chance.
"Yes," the blonde replied softly. Walking towards the redhead, she gave her a small smile before turning and walking down the hallway.
Watching the woman she once loved walk away, Casey shook her head. Something about the way Alex moved always seemed to mesmerize her. She couldn't exactly put her finger on it, but she knew she would be haunted for the rest of the day...if not eternity.
As Alex walked to her own office, she couldn't help but remember first meeting Casey in this very building. She remembered the redhead being so young, so green, and so nervous. At the time the blonde was in charge of Sex Crimes and Casey was working her way up the ladder in White Collar. They'd met in the elevator.
Alex stood in the elevator, pressing the button for the doors to close with a vengeance. She'd had won in court finally. She'd won and landed herself a month long suspension. However, despite Liz Donnelly's words, she felt she'd earned justice for Sam Cavanaugh. It might not have eased her guilt for what happened to Sam, but at least it was a step in the right direction. Maybe she'd been too cocky, but Roy Barnett deserved to go to jail.
As the doors finally began to close, she let out a long sigh and leaned back against the wall. She needed sleep, she needed to shower, and definitely change. Laughing bitterly, she couldn't help but think she looked like a disheveled mess, maybe a month off was just what she needed.
However, much to Alex's dismay, right as the doors began to close a hand quickly jarred them open, with an excited, "Yes," from the other side. Frowning at the fact she'd have to wait another eternity for them to close, she looked up to lock eyes with an overly optimistic redhead.
"Sorry, I thought I was going to have to take the stairs in these heels. I was a little excited I caught the door." The younger redhead explained.
Alex forced a weak smile to her face and nodded in understanding. "It's okay, I know the feeling."
A moment of silence formed between the two women as they again waited for the doors to close. In that moment, Alex took in the younger woman now in her presence. She was quite beautiful, tall and slender but clearly athletic, curious green eyes and creamy skin.
Finally, looking back into the redhead's eyes she knew she'd been caught. The telling smile on the younger woman's lips said she knew Alex had been checking her out. Blushing lightly, Alex spoke, "I'm Alex Cabot, I work in Sex Crimes."
The redhead, nodded, "I'm Casey Novak, White Collar."
"So, you are the Casey Novak. I've heard about your success there from my friend Abbie." Alex replied.
"Oh. Well," Casey hesitated not knowing what to say next, "Well, I am flattered. I hear you have completely changed the way Sex Crimes handles the cases. I find it fascinating."
Alex couldn't help but smile. This woman had completely changed her day. "Thank you, Casey, that really means a lot."
The redhead just smiled back at her, this sweet and genuine smile. Alex couldn't help but want to ask her out, but here she stood looking like a mess. As she began to weigh the possibility of the redhead saying yes or no if she asked, Casey brushed a strand of fallen hair from her eyes, it was that moment that the diamond ring and wedding band caught her eyes.
At the sight of the ring, "Oh, your married," slipped from Alex's lips.
The look of confusion and sudden sadness that filled Casey's eyes upon meeting Alex's couldn't be missed. Alex wasn't exactly sure who looked more upset by this fact, but she knew there was no need to ask her question any longer. The breathtaking woman before her would never be hers.
"Yes, I am," Casey replied softly.
Again the pair fell into silence, just staring into each other's eyes. As the elevator came to a stop and the doors began to open, Casey's loose lock of hair fell back into her eyes. Alex didn't hesitate to walk up, and softly tuck the hair behind the redhead's ear as she never broke eye contact.
"He is a very lucky man," she whispered before turning and walking out of the lift.
As the memory faded, Alex could feel her heart pounding in her chest. There had always been something magical about Casey to her. From that first meeting, till they were reunited nearly three years later when she'd been brought back to testify against Liam Conners. In a way, she'd always been drawn to Casey, always wanted her. She was in love with her and always would be...
Casey drove her car home that afternoon, which quickly reminded her how much she disliked driving in the city. There was always traffic and navigating home to the park always turned out to be more of a nightmare than anything else. As she finally pulled into her underground garage, she was shocked that she managed to make it home at a surprising four o'clock.
Making her way from the garage up to her apartment, Casey's mind began to wonder on the elevator. As her thoughts traveled, she couldn't help but think about Alex. She thought about how amazing she'd looked today and everyday, how she longed to make the blonde smile and laugh. That thought alone made her mind travel back to ten years earlier to a time when they would wake up naked in each other's arms, and order coffee and breakfast pastries while laughing over silly articles in the paper. Their hidden affair during the trial had been magical.
As the elevator came to a stop at her floor, Casey let out a deep sigh. Walking to her apartment, she realized the hardest part about losing Alex. She'd never managed to get over the blonde. In some ways, she always hoped and dreamed she would return, but her return had ended up hurting Casey more than anything else.
Putting the key in the lock, she took a deep calming breath. She needed her game face on for her children. She needed to be strong.
Unlocking the door to her apartment, Casey was quickly met by a confused and breathless Rosita. "Ms. Casey! You startled me! I wasn't expecting you until late."
"Sorry, I should have called first," Casey replied, "I thought I'd surprise the kids."
As her children came around the corner in bundles of laughter and excited squeals, Casey forgot to pull Rosita aside to fill her in on her and Charlie's impending divorce. Instead, she got wrapped up in helping with homework while Rosita cooked and hearing about her children's day.
It was only when she made her way back to her bedroom to change out of her work clothes and take an aspirin that the thought returned to her. Making a mental note to have the conversation once she returned to the kitchen, after quickly changing into jeans, flats and a loose fitting sweater. Casey began to fumble through her medicine cabinet. Not finding the headache medicine, she walked over to Charlie's.
As she opened the door, a bottle of medicine fell out of the cabinet and into the sink. Shaking her head at her husband's messy cabinet, she picked up the bottle only to drop it again in panic when she saw the label. Running immediately to the phone, she began to dial him over and over.
Finally on her fifth attempt, he answered the phone, "What is it, Casey?"
"You left your medicine!" She blurted.
"I know. Is that it?" He asked.
"Charlie, this is important!" She snapped, regretting it immediately afterwards.
"I know it is, I don't need you to remind me." He grunted. "It's six in the morning here, Case, I just got in and I am trying to take a nap before I have to be at a meeting at ten. I will get it refilled over here, I just don't feel like talking. I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself."
"When was the last time you took your medicine?" She asked nerves present in her voice.
"You know what Casey, you lost the right to ask me these questions when you asked for a divorce. I will talk to you later." With that he hung up the phone.
A little shaken from her husband's words, Casey set the receiver back down. She was a bundle of nerves, and needed to feel in control again. Her first step was to talk to Rosita. She needed to make sure she was set up for success, and the first step in that direction was making sure her childcare was rock solid.
Walking from her bedroom, determination in her mind, she paused before the kitchen. Her children were still busy down the hall in the playroom watching cartoons, so she knew she was free to talk to Rosita. Entering the kitchen, Casey took a deep breath to steady herself.
"Rosita, I need to talk to you about something," she began, her voice sounded so confident, it was a drastic difference from her internal emotional state.
The younger woman turned to look at her, her smile was filled with kindness as she spoke, "What is it, Ms. Casey?"
"I am going to be needing you help more often now. Charlie and I are getting a divorce. He left early to get away and process things and well..." Her voice cracked, "I don't know when he is exactly coming home, so I am going to need you around for more help."
Seeing the expression on Rosita's face change from concern to horror, Casey turned around to see a shaking, crying Kate.
"You did this!" She screamed pointing her finger angrily at her mother, "You are never around. You made Daddy leave!"
"Katherine, I did no such thing and you will not speak to me like that, I am your mother!" Casey snapped back.
"You are never around! I want to live with him!" The petulant child screamed again.
"Well, tough! He isn't here, I am. So you are living with me!" Casey snapped again before taking a deep breath to calm herself at the sight of her youngest child.
Seeing the tears streaming down her daughter's cheeks, Casey moved forward to hug the young girl, only to have her scream, "I hate you!" Before running off to her bedroom, slamming the door as she entered.
Picking up her son, Casey looked at Rosita. The younger woman nodded that she understood, giving Casey reassurance. As she sat down and explained to her little boy the changes that were occurring in their lives, her heart broke all over again.
Helping him calm back down, she fought to maintain her calm. Maybe if she maintained her calm she could shield them from some of the hurt she was inflicting. She didn't want them to hurt, they were innocent bystanders in all of this, she was the one to blame here. She was the one who had the affair.
Rosita was sweet enough to stay the night, and after a dinner of silence was finished she helped Casey get the kids to bed. Kate refused to speak to her, while Danny requested for her to snuggle with him until he fell asleep. After the apartment was quiet, Casey walked down the hall to the guest room. Finding Rosita settling in for the night Casey knocked softly.
"Rosita, do you mind if I go out for a bit? I need to clear my head after tonight," Casey asked in a tone that sounded foreign to her own ears. She sounded defeated and lost.
"That's perfectly fine, Ms. Casey," she answered, "If you don't make it home, I will tell the children you had to go into work."
Casey nodded, "Thank you, I should be back in a few hours."
Everything from the point of leaving her apartment to driving the streets of Manhattan was a blur, her mind was a jumbled mess. As her thoughts ran wild, she just drove and drove.
She knew her affair was wrong, but she also knew staying with Charlie was wrong. After Alex left, she was hurting and alone. She didn't know what to do and she was scared of having a baby on her own. There had been a short period of time after Alex and before Charlie returned home that she'd considered getting an abortion but she couldn't do it. So instead, she did what she thought was right, she confessed to Charlie and they stayed together.
However, her heart was never truly in it. Her heart was always with Alexandra Cabot. Night after night, she would go to sleep praying to just dream of the woman she was so in love with, and everyday, she'd get the mail and search for a letter but none ever came. It was only when she finally started to give up all hope, that the woman she loved showed back up in her life.
As thoughts of Alex flooded her head, she couldn't help but think of the day she first returned first returned from Witness Protection to testify for the Connors Trial. US Marshals had brought her in get reacquainted while they waited for Olivia and Elliot to make it to the District Attorney's office. Alex had looked stunning as always in her violet three quarter length coat black pants and turtle neck. But, what Casey had found most intriguing was how the blonde's blue eyes seemed to sparkle every time they connected with hers.
"Don't you look all grow up." Alex stated once she and Casey were alone.
"Did I not before?" Casey snorted motioning for Alex to take a seat across from her desk, "I was so happy to hear you are alive, I just hope we can pull this off in court." Giving Alex a wry grin, she continued, "I have faith though, Judge Preston loves you."
Alex couldn't help but share in Casey's smile, and as her blue eyes sparkled, she added, "How I have missed you, Casey."
After that, they'd spent almost a week straight of Liam Connors two month long trial prepping her for cross examination. Casey would enter in everything from Alex's shooting first before presenting all the evidence from the Montoya shooting. It would allow the jury to hold on to the most gory details before deliberating.
In that time, she and Alex seemed to work as one. They laughed over meals while Casey prepped her for the questions she maybe asked, and when they were finished the marshals would take her away. Everything seemed to go smoothly, until Alex's day in court.
That day, she'd showed up with information about Connors she shouldn't have known. The fact she got away with spouting it all off in front of the jury was probably because Preston liked her so much. She acted like a lose cannon and if she'd pulled that stunt in another judges courtroom she probably would have caused Casey a mistrial. Something Alex knew considering she once had Casey's job.
When Casey finished in court that day she was furious. She knew Alex would be free minus her guard outside her door of the hotel, now that she was finished testifying. Alex would have to remain in the city until the trial was over, and Casey was ready to talk in private with the blonde and wouldn't wait another day. So, she did just that...
Alex opened the door with a surprised look on her face, "Casey, what are you doing here?"
Holding up the bottle of wine, Casey laughed, "I thought we could talk."
The blonde smiled at Casey's words, her eyes again sparkling, but Casey didn't return the gesture, instead she pushed right past her. Once the door shut behind them, Casey spun on her heel.
"What the hell was that in court today? Are you trying to get this case thrown out? It looks like I fed you information!" She spat.
Alex didn't fight, she just wrapped her arms around herself, "I'm sorry."
"You are sorry? Seriously, Alex you are better than that, you are Alexandra Cabot. You were everything I wanted to be in the courtroom, you know how damning a stunt like that can be in the courtroom."
"I know, and for that I am sorry. I just felt so out of control and so I thought I'd get some back," she admitted.
Casey could only sigh in response, "Liv gave you the ammo, didn't she?"
"I plead the fifth," Alex said with a smile.
That smile had led to them sharing the bottle of wine, followed by another. Somewhere in a mess of laughter on the couch and some board game Alex loved, they grew quiet looking into each other's eyes. That silence seemed intoxicating, or maybe it was the fact she was intoxicated, but when Alex leaned in, Casey didn't hesitate to come the final distance and kiss her.
That kiss had led to the affair. That kiss had broken Casey's resolve. That kiss had been the start of her falling in love with Alexandra Cabot.
Shaking her head clear, Casey suddenly noticed she was driving down Alex's street. How she'd gotten here she wasn't sure, but she was here now. Seeing Alex's new brownstone come into view, Casey's breath caught in her throat, there was a spot vacant in front of her place.
Casey refused to pause to think about her next actions, she just pulled her car right into the free space, threw it in park and climbed out. Walking up to Alex's door, she buzzed the bell before she could turn and run. She was ready for a fight.
As the door opened and Alex realized it was Casey, she smiled, "Casey, what are you doing here? Is everything okay?"
"No, Alex, nothing is okay!" Casey snapped in a shaky voice.
"Come in," the blonde replied, pushing the door open further to allow her entrance.
Casey stormed into the house, her feelings raging inside of her. She wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, she felt as if she could burst. Turning on her heel to look Alex in the eye, she couldn't help but notice that familiar sparkle in those blue eyes.
"Why?" She asked in a shaky voice. She was close to bursting into tears and Alex knew it.
"Why, what?" The blonde asked nervously.
"Why did you leave and forget about me? Why didn't you call or write? Was it the fact I was pregnant? Was I not enough? Did you not really love me? I just don't understand. I don't understand why after a decade you could show back up here and say you love me after all of that. Why?" Casey questioned as the tears broke from her eyes.
Alex couldn't stop herself, she walked to the redhead and pulled her into her arms, "I have always loved you, Casey. Nothing has ever changed that, nothing ever could."
As sweet as her words were, they were not enough, Casey pushed away turning on her former lover with fire. "That doesn't answer why you turned your back on me!"
"I couldn't say anything to you without potentially getting you killed!" Alex snapped back. Seeing the shock and knowledge begin to fill Casey's eyes, Alex turned to sit on the stairs, "I wanted to, I wanted to call you that night, but Hammond told me I couldn't."
"What do you mean?"
"Hammond knew about us, and when he came for me, he told me I couldn't take you with me. He said you were married and the program wouldn't allow my girlfriend to go with me. He then told me that now that Zapata knew I was alive he'd really look for me, which in turn meant he may watch you. If they found you with a letter or caught us talking on the phone they'd kill you to find me." Alex said, staring intently into the eyes of the woman she loved, "I have never stopped loving you. I have missed you terribly, and not a day has passed that I didn't want to call you." Pausing to take Casey's hand, she continued, "But, I couldn't risk getting you killed. At least if you were alive I had hope."
Alex's words were more than Casey could have hoped for, she couldn't help but lean forward and capture Alex's lips in a kiss she'd spent a decade dreaming about. As their lips moved against each other, Casey began to cry. Breaking apart, Alex looked at the crying redhead.
"I have dreamt about this moment for so long," Casey confessed.
"Me too, me too," Alex whispered pulling Casey back into another kiss. Pulling Casey closer at her waist, while cupping her face with the other hand, she pulled back just enough to whisper, "I love you, I always have."
"I love you too," Casey replied in a shaky breath, before recapturing Alex's lips with her own.
It didn't take long for the kiss to grow more passion filled, as the scent of Alex's perfume filled Casey's senses. It was a scent Casey had missed so much that she'd bought a bottle just so she could occasionally feel like Alex was with her. As her heart pounding furiously in her chest, and her desire to have more of Alex overtook her, she began kissing down Alex's neck, loving the small gasps that fell from the blonde's lips as she made her descent.
The taste of Alex's skin coupled with her perfume sent Casey into a whirlwind. She couldn't exactly remember who began undressing who first, but she couldn't forget their entangled kisses on the stairs in nothing but their underwear. The roaming hands and arches into each other would forever be emblazoned on her mind, just as much as the flushed look on Alex's face as she stated in a breathy voice, "Let's go to the bedroom."
She didn't hesitate to take the invitation, she happily let Alex lead her there. She didn't flinch when the last of their clothes were removed, instead a small moan fell from her lips as their skin finally met without barriers. Their was nothing to stop adventurous mouths and hands, they couldn't hold back, ten years was far too long a time to wait to be with the woman you loved.
Feeling Alex's hot mouth finally connect with her soaked center, Casey couldn't help but let out a cry of pleasure as she arched up from the sheets. It hadn't been long since she'd had sex, but being with Alex was a whole other plane of existence. The feeling of everything Alex was doing to her coupled with the fact it was the blonde was electrifying.
Casey couldn't help how fast her body seemed to be reacting to the blonde's ministrations. The feeling of her mouth against her aching clit, soon added to Alex's long fingers inside her, had her coming undone in seconds. As her orgasm rocketed through her, she could only pant out Alex's name.
Feeling her slowly make her way back up, Casey rolled them over, not wasting a second to recapture Alex's beautiful lips in her own. Pressing herself against the blonde, she could easily feel how wet she was, causing her to smile against her lips. Slowly moving a hand down her body, she watched as Alex's eyes turned a darker shade of blue. Letting just her fingertips travel across the blonde's firm stomach and down between her legs, Casey whispered, "I've missed you far too much," as her fingers finally connected with wet heat.
The small moan that fell from Alex's lips was breathtaking. Casey couldn't help but kiss her once again as she let her fingers move to Alex's throbbing clit, moving against it in deliberate circles. As she pulled back to again look her lover in the eyes, she moved two fingers to her opening, letting Alex roll her hips up and onto them.
The instant gasps that fell from them as Casey began moving her fingers in and out, stroking that place Alex needed her most, was overwhelming. The feeling of Alex holding onto her shoulders with desperation, beautiful. And the feeling of her tightening around Casey's fingers as she came closer and closer to the edge was mind blowing.
The sounds that escaped Alex as she came hard, stole Casey's resolve. Helping her ride the waves, she couldn't help but kiss her, whispering between kisses how much she loved her. Their continual love making through the night was their testimony to how deep their feelings went.
However, as with all fairytales, the early morning light broke the spell. Waking up, with the woman she often dreamed of, shattered her illusions of the mother she should be at this moment. Feeling her guilt course through her veins at a nauseating speed, she pulled herself free of Alexandra Cabot's arms, and began hunting down her clothes at a frantic pace.
Alex couldn't help but be awoken by the sounds of Casey fumbling around. Squinting at the younger woman, she snatched her glasses from the bedside table and asked, "What are you doing, Casey?"
"Getting dressed!" The frantic woman said as she fixed her bra and walked from the room.
Shaking her head clear, Alex climbed from the bed herself and grabbed her robe. By the time she made it to the stairs and turned on the light, she found Casey almost dressed at the base. "Why are you leaving at five in the morning? Just stay, you can borrow clothes for work."
"I have to get home, Alex, I have children." She replied stiffly as she pulled her sweater over her head.
Alex wasn't following, as she descended the stairs, "You said Rosita had it covered last night."
"You don't get it, Alex! This was a mistake! I have already hurt my children enough, I can't drag them through this as well." Casey snapped on the verge of tears again.
Alex could see the pain in her green eyes, and nodded, "Okay. It's okay. Let me turn on the lights so I can make sure you get to your car safely."
Swallowing thickly, Casey gathered her keys and bag, before heading outside. As she passed Alex, she shakily mumbled a, "Thank you."
"No problem, Casey. Please text me when you get home, so I know you made it safely." Alex replied as she watched Casey go to her car.
As she opened the door, she locked eyes with the blonde and mouthed an okay, before climbing inside and starting the car. Watching Alex close the door to her home, Casey pulled out onto the graying streets of New York City. She didn't make it down the block before her tears broke...
