Author's Note this is starting with Casey and Dave O'Malley's date. I realized I made a LOT of spelling errors last time. Sorry! I know that tends to irk people, so I'll be more careful in the future. Enjoy

Disclaimer I don't own any of the following material. The characters are a copyright of NBC/ Dick Wolf. The plot's all mine though

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Casey and David O'Malley sat at the Bella's, a nice Italian restaurant located in the town west of Elliston.

"So I see you're still working at the old family ice cream shop" Casey said with a smile.

David laughed. "Actually, I'm now the owner of the 'old family ice cream shop'. Have been ever since my dad died."

"My mom told me about that. I'm so sorry. I would've come up for the funeral, but I-"

"Hey, don't worry about it. It's fine. It was a heart attack. Before that he was in pretty good health, so it was kind of a shock. He didn't even have a will prepared. My mom divided up his things. She's too old to take care of the shop, Maeve now resides at the convent, Shea is married with a crap load of kids and no free time to take care of the shop, Matty and Patty are Matty and Patty so of course neither of them are responsible enough to take it, so Mary and mum begged me to take it. Course I'm 27 and single, so I figure why not put something of value into my life. How about you, though? How's life been treating you? God Casey, I haven't seen you since-"

"August 17th eight years ago. The day I left for New York. " There was a moment of awkward silence.

"So what do you do?"

"I'm a lawyer."

He laughed. "Aren't lawyer's supposed to be heartless?" he asked, trying to make a joke.

"Not when you're working with kids and rape victims" she muttered.

"Hmm?"

"Oh- ah, nothing. I'm a prosecutor for the Manhattan District Attorney's office. I work Special Victims Unit." She said, hoping he'd have no idea what they did.

"Rapes all day? Fun." He answered back. of course he'd know what we did she thought. He'd Davey-the-human-encyclopedia. You're the one who always used to call him that. She decided it was best to change the topic, but he beat her to it.

"So, when I picked you up, was that your kid?" he asked kind of awkwardly.

"Yeah. Cara."

"She's beautiful. Looks just like you."

Casey smiled. "Thanks."

"So that guy who's ear your dad was chewing off, is he the-"

"NO! Why does everyone assume Elliot's the dad?"

"So he's not?"

"No. I'm a single mom."

"Oh. Well whoever he is he didn't deserve you or Cara anyway. Let me know if you ever need anything, or if you just need to talk. Or if you need a ride to the batting cages." He said with a wink.

She laughed. "Yeah, that's still my form of blowing off steam. I missed you Davey."

"I've missed you too, Casey." He laughed. "Ha, I haven't been called Davey in a while"

She smile.

The waitress came over with their food and they ate, paid, and left. Being the gentleman he is, David wouldn't allow Casey to pay for dinner. Excuse was that she 'had diapers to pay for'. He drove her to her parent's house.

"I feel like we're 16 again and I'm dropping you off too late so you've got to sneak in" Dave said, earning a chuckle from Casey. "Here let me walk you in."

It was pouring outside so they ran to the protection of the farmer's porch. They were laughing their asses off. Casey was enjoying the fact that this was the first time in a while she'd felt safe while alone with a man.

"Hey, the reason I'm up here I because Cara's getting baptized tomorrow at 2pm. If you wanted to come, I'd appreciate it." Casey said.

"I'd love to" he said with a smile. Then, as if it was as natural as when they were teens, he leaned in for a kiss. It was long, and pretty good. God, Casey missed him. They smiled at each other and exchanged good bye-s. Casey felt like she was on cloud nine as she strolled into her house.