Well, here I was, trying to figure out a way to make this chapter longer when I decided to try out my first song fic, though I took out two choruses. The song is Everytime We Touch, by Cascada- nope, don't own it, although it is one of my favorite songs EVER. I normally hate songfics, but I had to make this chapter longer and was lazy.
Chapter 7
"God, Olivia," Casey moaned as she kissed her again. "This has been the best night of my life."
Olivia smiled as she pulled away from Casey and put her hand on the box in her pocket. "Well, hopefully it's about to get even better."
"Huh?" Casey asked in confusion, smiling at her. "What could possibly make this night better?"
They had been home for about two hours, and Casey had been thrilled when she saw what Olivia had set up. Olivia had been stalling, because, truthfully, she was terrified. What if Casey said no?
Shaking her head, Olivia swallowed the rest of her wine and got down one knee. It was time to just ask her, and let Casey either take up permanent residence in Olivia's heart or break it. Casey stared at her in confusion as Olivia took a deep breath, then began.
"Casey, we've been dating for almost two years. I thought you were dead for five months, and it nearly killed me. Then you came back home and, despite what both us went through those five months, we still loved each other and we still made it work. Ten days ago, I was dying. Then you saved my life. Doing that transplant risked your life, yet you still did it- to save me. I don't care that you say I don't have to say thank you; I'll be grateful to you for the rest of my life."
Olivia pulled out the box and opened it, revealing the sparkling diamond ring to Casey. The ADA's face went blank with shock, and she looked from the ring to Olivia, trying to form her question but unable to. "Casey Novak, we're ready to die for each other. I think that means to ready marry each other. Will you marry me?"
Casey struggled to form her answer as she looked between Olivia and the ring again before bursting into tears as she grabbed the ring from her and threw herself at the detective. "Of course I'll marry you, Olivia!" she gasped, wrapping her arms tightly around her as Olivia fell onto her back, bringing Casey with her. "Of course I will!" The ADA kissed her hungrily, wrapping one leg around her waist and twining Olivia's hair in her hand.
They lay on the floor for several minutes, both wrestling for dominance, but Casey suddenly got to her feet, pulling Olivia with her as she hurried back to the bedroom, still kissing her as she struggled to take Olivia's dress off. Olivia stopped her, her hand resting on Casey, watching her with a concerned gaze. "Case?" she asked.
"I'm ready, Olivia," Casey gasped. "I'm ready. I want you to make love to me. Please."
Olivia hesitated, still uncertain. "Are you sure? I don't want you to do something now, just because-"
"Please, Olivia. I'm ready. I want to make love to you right now. Please." Casey begged her with her eyes, resting her hands on Olivia's shoulders and trying to make her understand that it wasn't just because Olivia had proposed, it was because she really was ready.
After another moment, Olivia said uncertainly, "Well... all right. But, Casey, if you want me to stop, then all you have to do is say so. Okay?"
Casey nodded. "Okay... Mrs. Benson," she said with a smile before kissing her again.
SVUSVUSVU
Sometime during the night, they had knocked the radio to the floor, inadvertently turning it on. As the newly engaged couple celebrated the fact, the station switched over to what was possibly the best song for the moment. When, exhausted but happy, Casey curled up in Olivia's arms and closed her eyes, she listened to the lyrics and smiled broadly.
I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me.
I still feel your touch in my dreams.
Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why.
Without you it's hard to survive.
Absolutely true, Casey mused as she kissed Olivia's hand, which was resting on her shoulder. When she'd been off in Witness Protection, she had still dreamed about Olivia. It was either a nightmare about Taylor Smith or a dream about Olivia, which, though it often left her miserable when she woke up, she never regretted having- those were not the only hours she had as Casey Novak and not the lie of Olivia Bell, but were also when she could dream about the life Casey Novak and Olivia Benson could of had together. If it hadn't been for her memories of her Olivia, Casey probably would of lost herself completely and become Olivia Bell.
Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.
And everytime we kiss I swear I can fly.
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last.
Need you by my side.
Cause everytime we touch, I feel this static.
And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky.
Can't you feel my heart beat so
I can't let you go.
Want you in my life.
The first time she had touched Olivia after coming home from LA had been indescribable. In that moment, anything was possible, because that was what she had dreamed of for months- that one impossible, far-off moment that she could never have, a gorgeous fantasy- and it was suddenly true. They hadn't wanted to ever let each other go; they had wanted to hold onto each other forever.
Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky.
You wipe away tears that I cry.
The good and the bad times, we've been through them all.
You make me rise when I fall.
So true. Beyond true. Casey didn't care if she was lived in a mansion in Malibu or a house in the suburbs or a cardboard box on the streets, being in Olivia's arms was her equivalent of heaven. Back in Witness Protection, Casey would sometimes pretend it was Olivia tenderly wiping away her tears instead of herself, and it would almost always instantly make her feel just a little bit better.
They'd been through hell and back together, but Olivia had pulled Casey through those five months of living a lie, in constant fear for her life. Casey snuggled deeper into Olivia's arms and smiled. "Thank you," Casey said shyly as she nuzzled her head into Olivia's shoulder. The detective had been so patient, so gentle the entire night. Always checking with Casey to make sure she was okay, never moving too quickly or trying to assert dominance, which they had used to fight for before Casey's fake death.
"I think I should be the one thanking you," Olivia murmured. "That was fantastic. And I'm glad you trusted me enough to do this."
"No. I trusted my fiancée enough to do this," Casey said with a giggle. "And, speaking of which- my finger's still lonely." She held up her left hand which, at the moment, was bare.
Olivia smiled before sitting up and saying, "Let me fix that for you." She padded out to the front room, the sheet wrapped around her, as she looked at the remains of last night's romantic dinner. Shaking her head and chuckling at how nervous she had been, Olivia bent down and picked up the ring from where they had dropped it last night, which made her realize she had forgotten to call Elliot. She had promised to let him know how things had gone, but then she'd been distracted by something far more important.
Well, she could call him later. Olivia brought the ring back to Casey and smiled as she slid it onto her left ring finger and the ADA held it up to light. "It's beautiful," Casey said softly before looking back at the detective. "Just like you."
"I'm as pretty as a diamond? Well, I'm flattered."
"Aren't you going to repay the compliment?" Casey asked as she sat up and kissed her.
Olivia smiled slightly. "Of course- I'm only pretty because I've got some of you inside of me." She gestured at the scar on her stomach from the liver transplant before kissing her back. "My life-saving girlfriend."
"No, your life-saving fiancée... I love how that sounds," Casey said softly, leaning her forehead against Olivia's.
"So do I," she agreed. "My fiancée. Which do you think sounds better, Olivia Novak or Casey Benson? I kind of like Olivia Novak."
Casey chuckled and said, "Really? But I like Casey Benson."
They both laughed for a moment before Olivia decided upon a solution. "What about you be Casey Benson-Novak, and I be Olivia Novak-Benson? That way, we both get what we want- plus, that means we get to keep our last names for work, and don't have to deal with months of people calling us by the wrong names."
"Yeah," Casey said after a short pause. "Yeah, I like the sound of that- Casey Benson-Novak and Olivia Novak-Benson... but wait! What if we have kids? What'll their last names be?"
"Well... how about if it's a boy, it's Novak-Benson, and if it's a girl, it's Benson-Novak?"
"Yeah... yeah, that could work- hey, when we were in the hospital, and you were asking me about having kids, was that because... you want to have some soon?"
Olivia shrugged and they both sat up. "Actually, yes. I was- I do want to have kids soon, if that's all right with you." To her surprise, Casey bit her lip and pulled her knees up to her chest, staring at a spot on the wall. "Case?" she asked in confusion. "I thought you said you wanted kids?"
"Well, I did, and I wasn't lying when I said it, but... well, then I got to thinking... I don't want to be the one to carry the baby. I know, you have to more dangerous job, and it's going to mean that you'll be stuck on desk duty and for a while and all that, but... well, I miscarried Olivia, and I... I don't want to miscarry our child, too."
Olivia frowned in momentary confusion. "Um, you miscarried... Olivia?"
"Oh," Casey said with an embarrassed smile. "I, um... she was a girl, and I was going to name her after you. Then I miscarried, and..."
Shaking her head, Olivia wrapped her arm around her fiancée and murmured against her neck, "Casey, it wasn't your fault. How could it be? Your students were telling you it was your fault every single day. Of course it stressed you out. And you were in fear for your life every second; no one could expect you to just be calm about it. Just because you miscarried then doesn't mean there's anything wrong with you or that it's your fault."
Casey sighed. "Liv... I'm scared to carry a baby. I don't want to miscarry again."
"You won't. I'll be with you every step of the way and we'll take every precaution. I promise, we'll make perfectly healthy little Novak-Bensons... just what the world needs."
The ADA hesitated for another moment before she said, "I... all right, Olivia. I'll carry the baby. But we still have the issue of who the father will be."
Olivia shrugged and grinned. "Well... we can always ask Elliot. He's fathered five healthy kids so far- pretty good record."
"Elliot it is," Casey said before kissing her again.
SVUSVUSVU
Elliot stared at the two women in complete shock. They both nodded eagerly, holding each others hands and smiling at him, trying to make it seem like they weren't asking a big deal. "Let me get this straight," he said slowly. "You want me to father your baby. A little Benson-Novak baby. Oh, god. I'm terrified just thinking about it."
"Well," Casey said lightly trying to convince him, "Technically, it'd be a little Stabler-Novak baby, is that better? Please, Elliot? Come on, you don't want to make your two favorite women trek all the way over to a sperm bank and spend our time searching for the perfect donor when he have such a great specimen right here!"
"Oh no. Oh, no, no," he chuckled, shaking his head. "No, flattery is not going to make me do this, Casey."
"Are you sure?" Olivia asked sweetly. "Because I think a baby boy with your strong, thick muscles would be beautiful." She winked at him seductively while Casey picked up where she had left off.
"Or a baby girl with your gorgeous blue eyes? Adorable! God, Olivia, can you imagine if we had both a boy and a girl? I think I'd just die!"
Elliot just rolled his eyes as the women continued to flatter him. He had to admit, it was nice, but not enough to convince him to do anything.
When Casey commented on her baby boy could inherit his talents for pleasuring women and Olivia coughed to hide a laugh, he exclaimed, "That's enough! That is enough! If you're going to be nice to me, then at least do it convincingly. And anyway, compliments are not going to convince me to do this."
"Yeah... yeah, we know. But will you at least think about it? I mean, it's not like Casey and I can make a baby by ourselves. Besides the squad, all our friends are female, and we just haven't known the others for as long as we've known you."
Casey nodded in agreement as she clasped her fiancée's hand and squeezed it. "If you don't want to, Liv and I can find some other way, but you are our first choice."
Elliot sighed and bit his lip, mulling it over. He already had five kids, did he really want a sixth one? This would be Olivia and Casey's kid, of course- he probably wouldn't be more than an uncle in the kid's life. He wouldn't be completely responsible for taking care of the baby- it really wouldn't be that big of a deal. Whether he was the father or not, he would still know the kid's real parents and still be involved in the baby's life- this way, Casey and Olivia would use a source they trusted instead of someone they had never even met.
Finally, he nodded and said, "I'll do it."
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