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"Can you just explain to me what the hell I did? This silent treatment game is starting to get really childish Alex." Casey states firmly the next morning. Alex hadn't said two words to her for the rest of the night the night before and she can't understand why.
Part of her feels like it has to do with Jenna, but she can't find a reason on why Alex would care so much about one of her past relationships. That's exactly what it is; it is in the past, so why would it matter now? It's not like there is anything between her and Jenna anymore.
Then on the other hand, it isn't like she and Alex are getting married for the purpose of love…right? Casey distinctly remembers them agreeing that it is just for the sake of keeping Alex from being deported, and nothing more than that. So why is it that Alex is so upset with her?
Once again, receiving no response Casey feels her temper starting to snap. She's usually a very calm person, but there are times when everyone loses themselves in a moment of anguish.
"Alex seriously, I cannot fucking believe how goddamn petty you're being about this! What do you want?! Do you want me to apologize?! Fine! Alex, I am so damn sorry that I did not tell you about one of my past relationships that ended years ago! Are you happy now?! Or are you going to continue to sit here and pout about how you weren't able to get your way?!"
"Casey I-"
"You know what, no. I am doing this, for you. I am going against practically all of my morals for you, I am lying to my entire family for you, I am about to risk so much for you. The very least you could do is cut me a break and at least say thank you. Christ, Alex, do you know what it would do to my grandmother to know why I'm doing this? That I'm getting married not because I found love but because my supervisor is arrogant, ignorant, irresponsible, and so stuck up that she can't handle her own damn problems and call her goddamn immigration lawyer when people tell her to and not when she feels like it? I just don't understand why people worship the ground that you walk on, because it really is a struggle to find your redeeming qualities, especially when you act like this. You're the one who needs me Alex, I don't need you, maybe you should think about that before you decide to bitch at me about something that shouldn't even matter." Casey quickly leaves the room, slamming the door behind her and leaving a stunned Alex sitting on the bed.
Alex draws her knees up to her chest and lets out a strangled sob. She isn't used to feeling the way that she is, and she doesn't know what exactly to call this feeling. Well, her subconscious knows exactly what the feeling is, but she herself is probably in denial that its there. She's never felt this way before, and frankly, it scares her…a lot.
She knows that she deserves everything that Casey just said to her, but she can't help how she is sometimes. It comes with her personality. A trait that even Alex herself can hardly stand.
Instead of ignoring Casey, she should have apologized for the way she had acted after meeting Jenna. It really was none of her business on who the woman was, but she couldn't help but feel that oh so very odd feeling within herself that she's not used to, so she panicked and let her emotions take over.
And that is why she is sitting on the bed with uncontrollable tears running down her face, for reasons that Alex finds completely unknown to herself.
Casey sits at the restaurant booth across from Jenna staring absentmindedly into her soda. After her choice words for Alex, she needed to get out of the house, and she went to the one place that had been on her mind.
"So your fiancée looked a little less than pleased about us running into each other." Jenna says awkwardly.
Casey smiles and stirs her soda with the straw. "Yeah, she can be a little…superficial at times. She didn't mean any harm, I swear."
"No, no it's fine. I shouldn't have told her about what we used to be anyway. It was a mistake on my part. So…where did you meet her?"
"Um at work actually…she's my uh…supervisor." Casey responds immediately blushing at the grin that's spreading across Jenna's face.
"Whoa Case, look at you. Going for the whole heated office romance, I like that. You always were full of surprises weren't you?" Jenna jokes, earning a laugh from the other woman.
"Yeah well…so what about you? How is life treating you lately?"
"Managing this restaurant, trying to pay the rent, the usual typical down south girl life I guess. If your question was hinted at if I've met anyone, the answer is no. I'm still a loner, but I'm managing alright I guess. My life isn't spectacular like yours probably is, but it's enough for me right now."
Casey snorts and takes a small sip of her soda. "My life is far from spectacular Jen…"
"Really miss assistant district attorney? Life really isn't all that spectacular for you?"
"It's not really all that great having the title when you're stuck being second chair bitch…" Casey mumbles, wincing at the harshness of her own words.
Jenna is silent for a moment before she reaches across the table and takes Casey's hand in her own, slightly marveling in the familiar warmth.
"Hey, you'll get where you'll need to go soon enough, I promise. I know you, you won't stop going after what you want until you get it." She says warmly.
Casey smiles and looks into the green eyes that differ from, yet match her own. "What happened to us Jen?" she asks quietly.
Jenna chuckles softly before she leans back in her seat and folds her hands in her lap. "We were young and in love, and we probably rushed things. When we broke up and you went to New York, I cried for weeks, probably even months, because I was so heartbroken, but I eventually picked myself up, reevaluated my life, and started over. I may not have found someone new but I'm glad you did. You have an amazing woman now, and I can look into your eyes, and tell that you love her. Take care of yourself, and take care of her." Jenna says before standing, lightly patting Casey on the shoulder, and going back to work.
Casey is left sitting in the booth pondering what exactly it was she was talking about. She doesn't know what the hell Jenna sees in her eyes, but it most definitely is not love…right?
She sits there for another moment when her phone starts vibrating on the table. Frowning at the name on the caller ID, she quickly drags the slider across the screen and puts the phone to her ear. "…Hello?"
"Jesus Christ woman, I've been calling you for the past half hour!" the voice on the other end shouts.
Casey takes her phone away from her ear and realizes she does in fact have several missed calls. Some being from her current caller, and some being from Alex.
"Huh, sorry, I guess I just didn't hear my phone vibrating. Not that I don't love hearing your beautiful voice, believe me I do, it gives me chills, but what do you want?"
"Oh my voice gives you chills does it? Do you want me to talk dirty to you Casey?"
"…I'd rather you not, please, I just ate. Seriously, what do you want?" Casey demands as she starts to become impatient.
The voice sighs and clicks its tongue. "Shame, I thought you would be more excited to hear from me. No matter, it seems you can still be a bitch over the phone. Where ever you are right now, go outside." The voice commands.
Casey frowns and looks at the phone before placing it back to her ear. "Go outside…why?"
"Just do it and don't ask any questions Novak." The voice repeats, agitation clear in its voice.
Casey reluctantly slides out of the booth and makes her way towards the exit of the restaurant. She steps outside and immediately begins checking her surroundings only to be met with nothing but locals walking up and down the side walk enjoying their Saturday.
"Okay, I'm outside…" Casey states confused.
"Great, now turn to your left." The voice commands and Casey does as told; once again, only met with nothing.
"I don't see anything…" Casey responds becoming irritated.
"Are you sure you don't see anything?" Casey then feels the hot breath against her ear. She screams and practically leaps about ten feet in the air, resulting in hysteric laughter from the voice and two others.
Casey, whose heart rate is still racing at probably a thousand beats per second, spins around only to find herself facing Abbie, Serena, and Olivia all doubled over in laughter.
"That was NOT funny!" Casey shouts as she repeatedly begins raining hits down on Abbie.
The taller brunette holds her hands out to distance the angry attorney away from her, all the while still laughing at the success of her joke.
"Easy hotshot, it was only a joke." Abbie says trying to get Casey to stop hitting her.
"And a damn good one at that." Serena says smacking high fives with Olivia, who is also still laughing at Casey.
Casey scowls and lightly slaps an unsuspecting Abbie before she turns to the other two. "What in the hell are you guys doing here, and how in the hell did you know where I was?" she asks firmly.
The others shrug and look between each other but Serena answers the question. "It's the weekend, and none of us are working, so why not fly down here to torment our two favorite love birds? As for how we found you…well…we had Amanda trace your cell phone. See, she has this techie friend that works for the FBI that does stuff like that, so we called in a favor."
Casey stares at her three friends, completely and utterly dumbfounded. The lengths these women would go through to torment people.
"Do the three of you not realize how incredibly creepy that is?" Casey asks sternly.
"If it were anyone else but you it would be creepy. But it's you so no, it's not creepy at all." Olivia says nonchalantly.
"Where's Alex?" Serena asks realizing the absence of her best friend.
Casey sharply inhales and shoves her hands in her pockets. "C'mon, we should get a table. I have a lot of explaining to do."
Once seated the four women find themselves indulging in a difficult conversation, especially when they come to why Casey and Alex are in North Carolina in the first place.
"So you mean to tell me, that this is all so Alex doesn't get deported back to Canada?" Serena asks raising her eyebrows.
Casey nods and glances around the vacant restaurant to make sure that Jenna isn't anywhere around. Abbie whistles at the confession.
"Wow…so wait…why'd Alex choose you?"
"Why did you even agree to this?"
"Alex is Canadian?"
All eyes at the table turn to Olivia who is sitting in her seat with a look of pure confusion etched across her face.
Abbie coughs out a faux sob and wraps her arms around Olivia. "Oh my poor confused detective, come here child." She says petting the confused detective on the head.
"You mean you didn't know that she's from Canada." Serena deadpans giving Olivia a look that says 'oh my god really?'
"No I didn't know! It's not like she ever said anything! It isn't like we sit around going 'oh so what country are you from?'! I mean honestly, how was I supposed to know?!"
Casey laughs and shakes her head at Olivia's attitude towards being excluded from the knowing circle.
"Anyway, now that certain people are caught up on the topic of discussion, you never told us why you're doing this." Abbie says.
Casey shrugs and relaxes into the booth. "I don't know, I guess at the time I really didn't think about it and I just wanted to help her. She seemed really distraught and desperate and I didn't know how to say no…"
"Wow, so where is she now?"
"She's…back at the house…I sort of yelled at her this morning and I'm pretty sure I probably hurt her feelings. She's called me since I left, but like Abbie, I've missed all her calls." Casey responds looking at her phone again.
The table is silent for a moment when Serena's phone going off breaks the quite. The blonde pulls her phone from her purse, glances at it, then glances at the rest of the table. "Its um…it's Alex…"
Once again, there is more silence, probably all for different reasons. Finally Abbie speaks up, breaking the awkwardness.
"Well answer it!" she says motioning towards Serena's phone."
"Alright, jeez…I'll answer it, and I'll put it on speaker only if the three of you promise to be completely silent, understand?" she asks earning three curt nods from the rest of the table. "Hello?"
"Oh my god Rena…" Alex's voice floats from the speaker. It's clear, even through the phone that she had been crying. "I just…I don't know what I'm doing anymore. Everything is a mess, I am a mess."
"What's wrong Lexie? You sound like you've been crying."
"I have…it's just…I said some things that I know I shouldn't have and Casey left, and I'm positive she's angry with me and she's not answering her phone and God, Serena, I am so messed up!"
Serena can tell that Alex is trying to be vague but she can see right through her best friend, even over the phone. She just doesn't want to voice as such at the table.
"Well why is Casey upset with you? Did she say why?"
"Yes…clearly…she said that I'm arrogant and ungrateful and you know what? She's right…I am so messed up!"
"Stop saying that Alex, you aren't messed up…I'm sure you're just going through a tough time right now…pre wedding jitters and all that good stuff. Are you having doubts?"
Alex sniffles on the other end of the line. "I don't know Serena…I'm just so confused right now…what's that feeling you get where your stomach clams up and you feel like there is a never ending light shining down on you, following you everywhere you go?"
Serena pauses for moment analyzing Alex's question. "That's called guilt sweetie…what are you feeling guilty about?"
"I don't know Serena, like I said, I'm just so confused…I'm sorry I'm being vague I just…I just needed to hear your voice…tell Abbie I said hi, and make sure that She, Olivia, and Amanda haven't single handedly destroy the Special Victims Unit...I love you Rena."
"Love you too Lexie…"
The line goes dead on Alex's end, and Serena makes sure the phone call has ended before she shoves her phone back in her purse. She then turns to Casey who has her head leaned back over the booth.
"God I didn't know I made her cry….uggghhh what do I do…." Casey groans rubbing her eyes trying to will away the headache she is suddenly getting.
"If I didn't know any better I'd say she was in love with you." Olivia states, her comment being completely off topic, but relevant at the same time.
Casey's head snaps up and she looks at Olivia as if the detective just confessed to doing methamphetamine.
"What are you talking about? Alex is not in love with me. She's just upset that I yelled at her this morning…that's all." Casey says only she's trying to convince herself along with the other women at the table.
"And I am having tea with the queen next Wednesday." Abbie says sarcastically.
"Well give your highness a hello from me, smartass." Casey replies, not in the mood for Abbie's sarcasm.
Serena interjects before the bickering can get out of hand. "Ladies please…Casey, by all means, it sounds like Alex is really upset so I think that you should at least try to talk to her."
"Of course, because now that she gives you the sob story, I'm the bad guy and she gets what she wants…" Casey says venomously reverting back to her anger from the morning. "I didn't mean to make her cry but it's not fair how she's acting! Do you know that I can't remember a time that she thanked me for what I'm doing for her? I'm risking a trip to prison here, and she's upset because she doesn't get her way, where is the fairness in that Serena?"
"Casey, Alex is the type of woman who hates giving up her control. That and the fact thank you is probably not even in her vocabulary, but I digress. You've just gotta deal with her like you deal with her at work I guess. But I must agree with Serena, you do need to talk to her, especially since the both of you obviously said some things that didn't need to be said." Olivia says using her detective skills to draw perfect logic into the situation.
Casey sighs but agrees with her friends anyway. She promises them that she'll talk to Alex, and attempt to fix things in their fake relationship. Isn't that crazy? They aren't even in a relationship and they're fighting like they are.
"Bring Blondie out for dinner will you? We wanna give her the same welcome present that we have you." Abbie says winking earning the middle finger from Casey. Oh yes, it was going to be definite torture having the three of them there.
Once Casey makes it back home, she goes upstairs to find Alex stretched across the bed reading a book. Upon her entrance Alex quickly sits up and puts her book away, all the while, eyeing Casey curiously.
"You're back…" she says quietly as Casey crosses the room and sits on the edge of the bed.
"I am…Listen, Alex, I'm sorry that I yelled at you this morning. I just…I was just angry that you wouldn't tell me what it was I did to upset you."
"It wasn't your fault, and I deserved everything that you said, because you're right. I'm sorry that I lashed out at you last night. For some unknown reason I don't know what came over me. And I never really have thanked you for what you're doing for me. I know you don't have to, and you probably don't want to but I…just thanks…a lot."
Casey smiles and for one she's trying to hide her shock that Alex is apologizing. It's not something that she sees very often.
"It's…alright I guess." She says. It is then that she remembers Abbie's request for dinner, and she attempts to hide her smirk. "How about we try dinner again tonight? But just the two of us? That way we can talk?"
Alex grins and nods her head. "I'd like that."
Mrs. Novak knocks on the open door and steps inside, hand in hand with Grammy.
"I know this is sudden, but Grammy and I just had the most wonderful idea!"
"How about you two get married here! This weekend!"
Alex and Casey both go paper white and a passing Katherine feints in the hallway. Gosh this really was a horrid idea.
Hehehehe Oh no, where will they go from here? Told you this ride was gonna be bumpy. Also, I put a reference to another show in here, thumbs up to anyone who catches it! Thanks for reading and don't forget to review!