Hi! Sorry it's been so long I could say that I'm super busy, I have been, but it's more that I'm feeling a little unsure with this story. OK I dont often write smutty stuff.. so I pretty much blushed writing this first section even though it's PG13- be kind.
I dont own L&O SVU.
PS. case-oli- I'm a day late- please forgive me :) Thank you for reviewing and continuing to read!
I closed my eyes and concentrated on her hands on my skin.
I cleared my head with a deep breath and smiled as I flipped our positions on the couch. I caught her bottom lip in my teeth, enjoying seeing her a little off balance from my bold move. I was sick of sitting on the sideline of my life. I couldn't seem to get control of anything and this seems to be a good fucking start. I smiled at my own inner monologue of wittiness and ran my hands up her sides, enjoying feeling her shiver beneath me. Isabella seemed to snap out of her shock and pulled me closer letting her fingers scratch the hair on the base of my neck as I straddled her lap. I moved from her mouth to her neck, lightly feathering kisses across her skin, I enjoyed watching her pale skin flush as I moved my mouth lower and began to unbutton her blouse. Her hands tried to gain purchase as she became disorientated and she slid her hands down my back and up the front of my shirt. I accidentally bit her neck when she reached my breasts and my nipples immediately hardened. She smirked when she realized the clasp was in the front and joyously unsnapped it and push it aside. She let her rough palms moved over my nipples and I gasped at the feeling. Her hands told of the time she spent working and created a friction that I couldn't help moan against. I bit her earlobe, "you better stop that," I whispered a little more breathless than I intended. My threat held little clout as I unabashedly moaned into ear as her touch became rougher, harder. I reached for the button on her pants and unsnapped it haphazardly.
(Casey's POV)
When I woke I was slightly disoriented and realized I was wrapped in Isabella's arms. I glanced over my shoulder and I saw her sleeping form, I stiffened my body wondering what to say, one-night stands weren't something I did. Cassidy and I had an unspoken 'friends with benefits' understanding between us, and when I had needed sex I went there. She must have felt my stare because she stretched and kissed my shoulder, "sweetie, let's not make this awkward 'kay? I wasn't looking for romance." Surprised, I laughed and snuggled further into her.
I heard the front door being pulled open. "Hey Vi," I called from the kitchen alerting her that the coast was clear. I was currently staring into the fridge and happy for a distraction, seeing that we had no food and I didn't want to cook anything. Settling on a diet coke I slid onto the counter waiting for her to come into the kitchen.
She followed my voice into the kitchen and immediately looked into the fridge, frowning, she closed the door and sat beside me
"Lover boy didn't feed you?"
"Fuck off, so tell me about Isabella," she asked with raised eyebrows.
"Violet Novak, I do not kiss and tell."
"I think you did more than kiss and tell Cassandra Novak."
"It was nice, she's a sweet girl…"
"But?"
"Neither of us are holding are breath. We both had a nice time and that's that. How was Ryan and yours night?"
She looked at me sideways trying to gauge my true emotions about the night before answering, "it was good."
"You really like him, hmm?"
"Yea, I guess I do," she admitted kicking her feet against the bottom cabinets.
"How long is he going to be gone?"
"A year at the most."
"Did you talk about this?" I asked motioning my hands about.
"We're going to keep in touch, see where we find ourselves when he gets back."
I slipped down from my perch on the counter and grabbed her hands, "let's go to dinner there's no food here."
(Olivia's POV)
"You talk to Casey lately?"
"No, not since she talked with Estelle." I bit out as I continued to type.
"How is she?"
"I wouldn't know since I haven't spoken to her." My agitation rising quickly.
"When is she coming back to work?"
"Stabler I thought you were smarter than this. Obviously I was mistaken so let me repeat, I do not know since I haven't spoken to her." I knew he was trying to get me to talk I had been less than friendly lately.
"I heard they were releasing Cassidy's body."
That piqued my interest and I took the bait, "to who?"
"She had an aunt in Connecticut who they released it to."
"Oh, has anyone told Casey?" I asked trying to be nonchalant.
"I don't know, I don't think they were close. She's coming in later, if you want to talk to her."
"Yea, I'll do that."
As I tried to finish all my paperwork I thought about what I would say to this woman. I had talked to victim's families many times in the past but this was different, more personal. And I knew I was out of line but I had to let her know about Casey.
The minutes droned on and finally a short and stout woman with blonde hair walked through the doors of the squad room.
I slowly stood and smiled, "Hi, you must be Cassidy's aunt, why don't we go talk in the interview room."
She silently followed me and I could feel her eyes bore holes into my back.
When she sat down across from my she began without preamble, "I know that there is a lot of controversy but I just want Cassidy's body so we can lay her to rest."
"Of course. Are you holding the funeral here?"
She furrowed her brows in confusion, "no, in Connecticut, why?"
I knew I was overstepping my boundaries but I couldn't seem to control the words that came out, "Cassidy had friends here and we know that you didn't know her as closely as her mother…"
"All due respect detective, I am glad you solved the case but I'm not sure that's your business—wait is this about your colleague Miss. Novak? Estelle had said she moved to the City with a childhood friend that is now an ADA with your department."
"Yes, and she had other friends, colleagues."
"I just visited my only sister in a mental hospital so you'll have to excuse me if I don't care right now. I want to take my only niece home and lay her to rest."
(Casey's POV)
Violet was sitting at the kitchen table when I emerged from my room, her eyebrows shot up when she saw I was wearing work clothes and carrying my pumps.
"Uh, you're going to work?"
"Yea," I said sliding into the other chair beside her.
"You nervous?"
"Apprehensive," I corrected as I slid into my shoes.
"Mmm," she murmured as she took another sip of coffee, "want to do lunch?"
"Sure, swing by around 12:30."
"You want breakfast?" she asked, I could see worry in her face.
"No, I'm going to go," I kissed the top of her head, "see you at 12:30."
It felt odd to hear my heels click against the floor and I tried to ignore the looks on my colleagues' faces. It wasn't like you could hide an absence from work, especially the way rumors flew around here. It didn't help that I was headed for Branch's office.
"Hello Regina, does Arthur have a minute?"
Before she could answer we heard, "come in Casey." I looked up and saw Arthur standing in the doorway. I smiled and walked into his office letting him close the door after me.
(Casey's POV)
"How was work?"
"Eh, fine." I said squeezing the lemon into my water.
"Are we just going to sit here and pretend that there isn't a pink fucking elephant sitting here?" Violet asked sitting back in her chair.
"You're so eloquent when you speak Vi, you really should've been a lawyer." I said with a smirk.
"Subtlety isn't really a Novak trait, you know that Casey," she shot back.
"That's what I love about us."
She rolled her eyes and waited, I took a deep breath and centered myself. "I realized that this is a part of my life that will forever be ingrained in my memory. That I will never, ever get Cassidy back but this is just a moment in the grand scheme of things. I know Cassidy wouldn't want me to stop living my life, not when I have my whole life ahead of me. I'm not over what happened with Cassidy by any means but I feel more at peace with it."
When I looked up I saw her with a slight smile, "What Vi?" I asked feeling a little vulnerable at my confession.
"I think Cassidy would be happy."
"Yea, me too."
After I said it I felt a sense of sadness emanate from my words, Violet reached over and covered my hand. I shook my head and gave a small smile, "So what have you done today?"
"I thought I'd look up apartments…" she said letting her words hang a bit.
"You don't want to stay with your kid sister anymore?"
"There's an apartment in your complex I think that's close enough."
"Why now? Why New York?"
She shrugged, "I don't know, I need a change."
I looked at her skeptically, "this isn't about Ryan is it?"
"Please Casey."
"You aren't saving yourself for him are you? Didn't you say he lived in New York City?"
She leaned over the table conspiratorially, "I think I'm past the point of saving myself for a guy Casey. That ship sailed in high school."
"I'm serious Violet."
"Casey, I've really enjoyed living here with you," she made a face and continued, "I like the city. Even more surprisingly, I like how we've gotten closer," she fakes a grimace, "my job is flexible I might actually get a job with a firm here. So why not?"
I rolled my eyes and took the check from the waitress. She laid two fortune cookies onto the table and Violet hastily grabbed one, cracking it open and munching on the cookie as she silently read.
"You know the rules, read it, aloud." I immediately thought of my dinner with Olivia and smirked, remembering the blush that traitorously crept up her neck. Things had been such a roller coaster lately and I regretted taking Olivia with me on the ride, she probably thought I was nuts. I knew I owed her an explanation it was just a matter of forming the words.
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