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Abbie was waiting when Olivia entered the bar. The detective sat across from her old friend and sighed, clearly unsure of how to begin.

"Liv, what is it? What's this about?"

"It's about Casey."

Abbie looked slightly shocked, but Olivia continued, "Casey and I are close. I basically know what happened between you two. She told me she freaked out on you."

Realization dawned on Abigail, "You know why, don't you? What happened to her?"

Olivia studied the concerned face in front of her. "I don't know if I should be the one to tell you. She's hurt, Abs. She's been hurting for a long time. I don't even think you want to be involved. After all, you are going back to Detroit tomorrow." She said all this very fast, wondering if she was making any sense at all. Protecting both friends at once was turning out to be harder than she first thought.

Abigail's eyes and voice were steady, "Look, Olivia. I like Casey. I know it's fast and it sounds too good to be true. But, I like Casey a lot. I don't want a one night thing from her. I told her that at the beginning."

Olivia nodded tentatively, "I just wanted to try and explain to you that it wasn't your fault. I hope you can forgive Casey at some point."

Abbie smiled, "Olivia, I already have…permission to go after your best friend."

Olivia grinned in relief.

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It's almost 6. It's almost 6. I want to go home. Casey chanted silently as she watched the minutes tick by. At five of, she gave up working and started packing her things to go.

A knock on her office door made her pause, leaning over her briefcase with a stack of files. Please be quick. I've had enough happen for one week.

"Come in."

Casey looked up and felt all the blood drain from her body. There, standing in the dark wood door frame was the woman of her recent dreams, fantasies and despairs. Abigail Carmichael in a chocolate brown business suit and a long tan trench coat; her long black hair that delicately curled on her lapel, stood placidly as Casey forgot how to breathe.

"Hi."

Casey swallowed and awkwardly stuffed the papers in her attaché, "Um, hi, I, uh…." She stopped and straightened up, meeting Abbie's eyes, "I didn't expect to see you again."

Abigail took a step into the office, "Well, you do owe me a meal."

Casey managed a small smile and the brunette took it as an invitation to move closer. She laid her hands gently on the redhead's forearms. Their eyes met and Abbie spoke first, her voice sincere, "Would you have dinner with me?"

Casey only nodded slowly.

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Abbie led them to a small bistro where they found a corner table. They were waited on immediately. They sat in silence, both unsure of what to say. The waitress returned with coffee for the both of them. Abigail played with the rim of her coffee cup as Olivia's words echoed in her head, tread carefully, she is so fragile.

The Detriot ADA made small talk as the waitress brought their meal. "I saw on the news you won the Jonson case. Congratulations."

Casey smiled briefly, "Thanks. The DA's office was anxious for a win."

Abbie watched as Casey poked around her food, not eating and Abbie suddenly realized she wasn't really hungry either. She gave up and put her fork down.

"You know," Abbie started slowly, "I'd never blame you for what happened last night. I know something in your past made you act the way you did, but Casey..." She reached over and gently placed a manicured hand on her companion's. "I want to help you…as a friend if nothing else. I want you to be able to trust me…the way you trust Olivia."

At Casey's shocked expression, Abbie realized her mistake, "No, no…Olivia, she didn't tell me anything. She called me…met me for a drink. She told me that you had been hurt. Case…I just want to be let in. Please."

Casey looked around nervously, "Can we go somewhere?"

Abbie understood, "Is my hotel room alright?"

The redhead nodded.

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Casey looked around the now familiar hotel room. Abbie shrugged off her trench coat and laid it on the bureau. Flashbacks from her embarrassing escapade made Casey turn and lay a hand on the door frame. She took a deep breath This is all or nothing, Case. You can do it.

With a long sigh Casey turned around and sat on the bed. Abigail sat next to her, careful to leave a small space in between them.

"Her name was Celia. I thought I loved her more than life itself. She…" Tears threatened to well up as Casey continued, "She hit me. At first it was in a drunken rage. I forgave her immediately. I don't know how it happened. Suddenly I was the victim. She used to…" Casey's voice choked in her throat, but she forced it out. "She used to stare at me. Tell me I was worthless, that I was ugly…that no one could want me. Nothing. She always called me a nothing. I had nothing to offer, not one good thing to give. After a beating…she'd tell me that she had taken pity on me and was with me because no one else would. Her voice is still in my head…every time I look in a mirror."

"Casey, no." Abbie whispered as she closed the gap between them. She grabbed Casey's hand. The redhead looked up and their eyes locked. Casey continued.

"The day I left was the day she put me in the hospital. I was in critical care for three days. I was malnourished and dehydrated. I had stopped eating because she always said I was too fat to be a real woman. I stopped drinking because I didn't want to have an accident when she smacked me around…that was the worst."

Tears fell unhindered from Casey's cheeks. Abbie reached up and gently wiped them away.

"Casey, I am so sorry."

Casey let out a loaded breath. "I've never told anyone about Celia. Now I've told two people in one day…so now you know."

They sat in silence. Abbie didn't dare look away as Casey's hazel eyes stared back.

Casey leaned forward, taking the initiative for the first time In forever. Their lips met with the softest of touches. Casey felt herself melt as skin yielded to skin.

Abigail pulled back and looked into lidded eyes, her voice came out a whisper, "I can't do this to you."

Casey's eyes widened to saucers.

"Casey, I can't do this. I won't take advantage of you. You have so far to heal." She reached up and cupped the side of Casey's head. "I'm not going to be a mistake." Abbie made to stand up but Casey suddenly clutched at her arm.

"No!" She exclaimed. "I…I…please don't go."

"Casey…"

Her voice cracked against the tears, "Abigail, I've been alone for so long. I've wished every night that I was stronger, that I was good enough, that I was someone worth loving. I've waited too long to let you go…please.

"I…"

"Please…give me a second chance."

Abbie swallowed, "I couldn't stand to hurt you."

Casey slowly leaned forward again her voice a warm whisper in Abbie's ear, "Abigail, I need you. I want you. I want you to love me. Make me beautiful again. Make me weightless. Make me melt into you. I need you, Abigail, please."

The brunette trembled inside from the hot breath on her skin. Casey retreated a little and Abbie used the space to cup both sides of the redhead's face. "You will tell me to stop if you need to?"

Casey gave a small smile, "I won't need to. I trust you."

Abigail leaned forward. The kisses were slow and passionate. Hands moved deliberately and the light touches made Casey's skin tingle.

The shorter woman's fingers nimbly undid the buttons of Casey's suit jacket. Slipping it off, Abbie discovered a long sleeve silk shirt. She ran her hands up and down the fabric. Casey's breath became ragged and her eyes fluttered closed.

The brunette gently pushed Casey further onto the bed. Holding her head, she lowered her lover down onto the bedspread. Straightening up, Abbie removed her own jacket and dropped it on the floor. She crawled up beside Casey.

Casey wrapped her long arms around the brunette. As their tongues explored each other, Casey's grip became more and more needy. She worked Abbie's shirt out of the dress pants. Her hands shook as she released one button after another.

Abbie left her lover's mouth and left a trail of kisses down Casey's neck. As her hands unbuttoned the silk shirt, she kissed the bits of newly exposed skin. When she finally freed the shirt from the suit pants, both women pulled away to rid themselves of their tops.

Abigail reached down and slowly took off Casey's heels, one by one. She stroked the tops of her feet before running her hand up the inside of the taller woman's leg.

Casey shivered in pleasure as Abbie tugged at the button at the top of her pants.

Unable to stop herself, Casey pushed both her pants and underwear down her legs and kicked them off.

Abbie chuckled, "Let me catch up with you." She slipped out of her own pants and kicked off her shoes. As she ascended again, her hand ran along the outside of the pale toned leg. Casey whimpered as Abbie reached under the small of her back. She arched away from the touch and hot tears fell from her eyes.

Abbie looked up the pale expanse of skin to the broken woman's face. I trust you. The words made her breath catch in her throat. Abigail understood her vital and sacred position…and she would be damned if she was going to let Casey down.

Abigail moved upwards and braced herself up on her elbow next to the redhead; her hand moved to cup the back of Casey's head and her other hand wiped away tears. "I can stop."

They locked eyes for a moment. Casey grabbed the hand on her face and kissed the palm. Abbie watched fascinated as Casey slowly caressed the brunette's whole hand with her lips. Then she place Abbie's hand on her thigh and stared directly into the dark eyes that she had fallen for. "I need you to love me."

Abbie's hand gently slid up and down the inside of Casey's thighs. The redhead squirmed as her muscle spasms betrayed her pleasure. Next Abigail moved her hand over her lover's center. She felt the soft fuzz under her fingertips. She leaned forward and kissed Casey's forehead, "You are so beautiful."

Casey looked up, the frightened doubt clear in her eyes.

"You are so beautiful." Abbie repeated as her hand stroked the outside of Casey's center unhurriedly. She left her own insecurities behind and she focused completely on Casey's eyes. "You are a strong and amazing woman. You are worth everything." Abigail leaned closer and touched her cheek to Casey's. Her voice lowered to a gentle whisper directly in her lover's ear. "Listen to my voice. This is the voice of someone that cares about you. Someone that would do anything for you."

Casey quivered underneath Abbie, her tears fell unhindered from her eyes. She clamped a hand over her own mouth to stifle the sobs. A thin sheet of sweat broke out over her.

"You are beautiful. You are an amazing, strong woman, Casey."

Abbie's fingers slipped through the outer shell and Casey bucked against them. The digits stroked the slippery opening with a gentle patience. After long moments, one finger dipped inside, becoming saturated with the thick juices.

Casey was lost. She left her body behind and the sensations overtook her. Abbie finally entered her. The two fingers filled her and stroked against her inner ridges. As the vibrations build inside of her, Casey let go. She let go and transcended herself. She felt her walls dissolve into rubble and she remembered the woman she was before Celia: the strong, the confident, the woman. It coursed through her veins and she arched into its power, claiming it for herself once again.

The orgasm came long and fulfilling. Casey landed safely cradled in a beautiful brunette's arms. Casey opened her eyes and stared at the soft face above her. "Abigail." She whispered.

"I'm here."

Abigail looked down on a changed woman. The victim was gone; in its place was heavy lidded seductive temptress. The look in her eyes was decidedly feral and the afterglow positively beamed a deep feminine light.

Casey let out a slow breath as Abbie pulled out of her. The redhead reached up and pulled her lover into a searing kiss.

My God she can kiss. Abigail thought and she suddenly found herself on the bottom. Casey pressed her weight firmly on the body beneath her. She pushed Abbie's arms above her head and ran her hands slowly down the olive limbs, her short nails tingled the brunette's skin.

Abbie raised her hips against the weight on her, desperate for some release.

Casey shifted, moving down to a sensitive protruding collarbone, placing a trail of kisses across the bone and along the yielding flesh of Abigail's breast. It quickly became apparent that the remaining bra was hindering the redhead's progress. Abbie reached behind and rid herself of the offending item. Casey breathed deep at the sight and began caressing up the creamy mounds. Then she grabbed them both in a slow full breast massage as she recaptured the full dark lips with her own.

Abigail shook with the stimulation and the marvelous lack of oxygen. Gasping, the brunette broke the kiss with a whispering plea, "Casey…please…"

Casey's hands slid down her lover's sides, memorizing, feeling the supple curves. The redhead followed her fingers and traveled downward. She inhaled the scent of her companion. "You smell amazing."

"Glad you like it." Abbie panted. "But if you don't get inside me soon…"

"You'll what?" Casey challenged, her fingers ran up and down the responsive opening. Abigail convulsed and moaned instead of answering.

Casey smiled as her fingers danced on the slick pink skin. She leaned forward and flicked her tongue on the sensitive nub.

Abbie bucked and jerked as her body left her control. Her hands stretched out to grab handfuls of bedding.

Casey entered her with deadly accuracy. Abigail orgasmed immediately as Casey took her, filled her and loved her. The redhead plunged into her until Abbie stilled. She pulled out and proceeded to clean the swollen skin with her tongue.

The brunette shuddered with the strength of the aftershocks as Casey's tongue intermittently passed over her clit. Abbie shivered as Casey licked her way back to her lips.

Abigail kissed the peach sticky lips chastely at first. It quickly turned into a heated lip lock session that continued long into the morning hours.

YAY smut! But all is not perfect in Abbie Casey land...there is still one more chapter...