A/N: Really like your guys' prompt ideas for this, and be on the look out for them in the future, but first, since I kinda did inquire that I would…I had to do this. No worries though, I shall update Repercussions soon. ;)
"CASEY!"
Casey slightly jumps in her chair, startled from hearing her name being shouted down the hall. She contemplates getting up to see who it is, but she decides that whoever they are can simply come and speak to her about whatever it is they want. Or they just could have called; that would've been a simpler option too.
Seconds later, Abbie appears in the door way panting and looking as if she's just seen a ghost. Casey actually has to place her hand over her mouth the stifle the giggles that are threatening to escape. After taking several calming deep breaths, she forces her self to attempt to say something with a straight face. "Yes, Abbie?"
"I have a problem…" the brunette grumbles proceeding to flop down in one of the chairs across from Casey's desk.
Casey holds up her hand and shakes her head, interrupting Abbie before she can get another word in. "If this is going to be another long endless rant about how Serena doesn't want to try new things in the bedroom, I don't want to hear it."
Abbie gasps loudly and dramatically places her hand over her heart. "Casey, I am wounded. Do you really think that I would come to you to talk about my sex problems with Serena? No of course not, I'd go to Alex. She can explain to me why her best friend isn't adventurous far better than you can. But that is beside the point. I have another problem; my cousin is coming to visit."
There is silent blank stare that spreads across Casey's face, and she opens her mouth and closes it several times, not really knowing what to say. "Okay...and…that's great?"
"Great?! No Casey, this is far from 'great' this is horrible. My cousin is the pure definition of evil. She made my life a living hell when we were kids. She picked on me relentlessly simply because she felt like she could…it was awful."
This time, Casey fails miserably to hide her snickers, even as she places her hand over her mouth once more. She would be lying if she said that the mere idea of Abbie getting picked on over anything wasn't just hilariously glorious to think about. Casey needed something to brighten her day, and this is definitely it. "She picked on you? Pfft no way. I can't imagine you getting picked on by anyone. You're just too…you! Oh my god this is great."
Abbie folds her arms tightly and slumps down further in her chair. "Well it happened. One time, when we were eight, she put gum in my hair. And it wasn't just like she stuck a piece of gum in my hair, she SMEARED gum in my hair. And I have a lot of hair Casey, A LOT OF HAIR. My mom thought we were going to have to cut it off because NOTHING was working. Do you know how embarrassing it was to sit in the middle of the living room with peanut butter in my hair?!"
Casey erupts into a fight of hysteric laughter as she finds herself unable to hold it in any longer. "Oh my god, that's great…just great. You, sitting there with a head full of peanut butter; greatness, just pure greatness."
"It wasn't funny Casey! I cried that day! Granted, she made me cry all the time but still…"
"You're grown women now Abbie, something tells me that she isn't going to try to lather your hair with gum again. When's she coming?"
Abbie groans and suddenly becomes interested in her hands. "Tomorrow…"
"This is just so great. Can't wait to meet this cousin of yours." Casey says before she bursts into laughter once more.
"Well I am glad to hear that, because I want you to pick her up from the airport."
"Pause. You want me to do what…"
Abbie sighs and points to herself. "I…want you," she then turns her finger to Casey. "To pick up my demonic cousin from the airport tomorrow. Her flight gets in at nine and I have a meeting in the morning."
Casey narrows her eyes and crosses her arms tightly across her chest. "Tomorrow is Saturday."
"…we both work for Elizabeth Donnelley. Why is the fact that she is having a meeting at nine am on a Saturday surprising to you?" Abbie questions sarcastically.
"I don't believe you…"
"You don't have to, just ask Alex."
"Just ask Alex what?" Alex questions as she makes her way into the conversation. She perches herself on the edge of Casey's desk, and glances between the two women in curiosity. "What am I being asked?"
Abbie gives Casey a look before looking up at the intrigued blonde. "Right that we have a meeting in the morning?"
Realization dawns on Alex's face and she turns to Casey with an apologetic expression. "Oh yeah! Babe, I have a meeting in the morning…"
Casey sighs heavily and this time she is the one to sink down in her chair. "Ugh…" she groans, knowing that she is going to end up doing what Abbie told her to.
"Ha, so there, you, airport, nine am. Or you could just leave her there, I won't care." Abbie says shrugging nonchalantly.
"Why are you going to the airport? What's going on?" Alex asks curiously, glancing between the two once more.
Casey sighs heavily and shakes her head before she intertwines her fingers with her lover's. "Abbie needs me to pick up her cousin from the airport in the morning."
"Oh well that's not so bad…"
"Yeah, wait until you meet her." Abbie grumbles, crossing her arms once more. "I'm telling you, she thrives off of my misery…"
"Sounds like my kinda person." Alex says jokingly, earning a glare from Abbie and a snicker from Casey.
Airport, Saturday; 9:15 am
"Abbie, I cannot believe that you have me doing this. Why didn't you get Serena to pick her up…they're gonna have to meet each other eventually anyway." Casey grumbles as she wanders her way through the airport.
Abbie scoffs from her end of the line which causes Casey to roll her eyes. "Do you think I would leave my girlfriend alone with that…that monster?!"
"Oh, but you'll leave your best friend then, great, I totally feel the love Abbie. Don't you think you're being a little childish about this? I mean c'mon, the gum thing happened when you were eight. Get over it."
"It was very traumatic for me!"
Casey rolls her eyes again and stops as she reads the signs that are posted in the airport. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Hey, where'd you tell her that I'd meet her? I thought I should just ask you instead of wandering around like an idiot."
"Uh, under the baggage claim sign by the escalators." Abbie recalls.
"Baggage claim sign…escalators." Casey hums as she spins around towards said location. Her jaw drops and her face contorts into scowl. "Abbie…where are you right now. This isn't funny."
"I told you; at this stupid meeting that Liz required us to go to. Why? What isn't funny?"
"Cause…are you sure?"
"Casey, I think I know where I am. Did you find my cousin?"
"How are you doing that with out using the phone…" Casey murmurs tilting her head to the side. "Or even moving your mouth…"
There is a pause from Abbie's other end of the line before a long drawn out sigh. "Casey, I don't know what you're talking about. You're not making any sense, but I have to go. Shoot me a text when you're on your way back, you can meet me at the office if you want. Or just drop her in the Hudson, like I said, I don't really care."
"Yeah okay…" Casey murmurs as she hangs up the phone. She forces her legs to move, and she murmurs to herself continuously, until she comes to a halt in front of the woman. "Um, Jane?"
The woman looks up from where she was occupied by her cell phone and gives Casey a smile before extending her hand. "Yeah, hi. You must be Casey."
"And you must be Jane…Abbie's cousin…" Casey mutters as she absentmindedly returns the handshake. "Cousin…are you absolutely sure…"
Jane gives Casey a look before she slowly nods her head. "Um, yeah, I'm pretty sure. Can I have my hand back?"
Casey releases her hold on the ever so long handshake before awkwardly rubbing the back of her neck. "Yeah, right, sorry." she rambles before clearing her throat. "We should…we should get going."
'Ugh, Abbie, what've you done.'
Ahhh the luxuries of Fanfiction where you can do pretty much anything with any character from anywhere. The joys. Anyway, leave your feedback?
