Casey stayed seated long after the warning light signaled the okay for passengers to unbuckle their seatbelts. After the seemingly endless flight, she was sore and exhausted. She had focused on the top of the Eiffel Tower as she watched the ground become closer while the aircraft barreled towards the ground.

"Casey?"

Casey breathed in and out slowly as she took ahold of her lover's hand. "I'm okay Liv."

"We're on the ground now babe."

Casey nodded as she clasped her briefcase shut. "I know." During the flight, she had found solace in her case files. "One motion, two motion," she remembered counting.

Olivia helped her up. "We have lunch reservations."

At the restaurant, Casey scanned the menu thoughtfully before ordering. "j'aurai la cocotte de poulet."

Olivia raised an eyebrow.

Casey giggled. "That's French for I will have the chicken casserole."

"N'importe quoi autre, mademoiselle?"

"Non."

Olivia lowered her own menu. "You speak French?"

Casey smiled. "Yes. What are you going to have beautiful?"

"You pick for me."

Casey turned to the waitress. "les oeufs brouillés avec le saucisson et les crêpes."

"Baby what did you order?"

"Scrambled eggs with sausage and pancakes."

Olivia licked her lips. "Mmmm." Her phone started beeping.

Casey groaned. "Now?"

Olivia answered. "Benson."

When Olivia hung up, Casey's legs were crossed tightly under the table. "Well?"

"They need me at work."

Casey sighed. "Yeah I figured that. Just go."

"I turned them down."

The rest of the night was a great experience for both women. During dinner, Casey tutored Olivia in French. She was proud of her girlfriend. "Now, how do you say can you repeat that please?"

Olivia smiled. "Pouvez-vous répéter que s'il vous plaît ?"

"très bien."

"Merci. Can we stop now?"

"Sure."

After dinner, Casey and Olivia saw a movie at the cinema around the corner from the restaurant. It was romantic and allowed them plenty of time to make out like horny teenagers. From there, they walked around the park for a few hours. When Casey was not able to stay awake any longer, Olivia carried her to the hotel room and laid her down on the bed. "Goodnight Princess." She switched off the light, unclipped her badge and shield, and set them on the dresser. She locked in the door and climbed into bed with Casey.

"Olivia?"

"Yes?"

Casey yawned and curled lazily at Olivia's side. "I love you," she murmured, already falling asleep.