Hey Guys! Sorry it's been so long, but i'm just getting back into the swing of things now...As always, read, review and enjoy!
On a Saturday morning, Casey woke up before Liv and began preparing some breakfast, which had become customary at this point. She loved doing these sort of little things for Olivia, and even though Olivia was a decent cook, Casey preferred her own cooking. As she was making the coffee and getting the batter ready for the pancakes, she heard a knock on the door. "Who the hell could this be?" she thought as she looked at the clock on the oven, seeing it was 7:33 AM. It had been a week since Olivia returned from South Carolina, and they were just getting back into their normal routine again. Now, whomever this mystery person was at the door, could potentially throw a wrench into things. Casey quickly tried to fix herself up for whomever it was, but quickly realized that these efforts were futile as she just had to bear it with her pajama pants and three quarter length t-shirt with no bra and robe. As she approached the door and peered through the peephole, she saw an absolute bombshell on the other end. "Who the hell is this?" she thought.
She opened the door and saw this amazingly gorgeous blonde woman standing on the outside. She wondered just who it could be, and got extremely nervous, and immediately thought the worst.
"Hi, I'm looking for Olivia Benson," the voice said nervously. "I'm Deborah Ann. We met in Charleston."
Casey's heart sank. Did Olivia have an affair that she didn't tell her about? Just who was this amazingly beautiful woman?
Casey then cleared her throat. "Well, Olivia is sleeping right now, but I'm her wife, and I could get her up if it's urgent."
Just as Debbie was about to say something, Olivia walked out of their bedroom and was quite surprised to see these two beautiful women standing together.
"Debbie?" she said very surprised.
"Yes, Olivia, it's me, and I'm so sorry to just spring up on you this early and on a Saturday, but you said if I was ever up north that I should come and find you, and well, I'm up north now, sooo…."
Casey was growing agitated as no one was filling her in on just what was going on.
"Um, could someone please tell me what's happening right now?" Casey demanded.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Case. Debbie was one of the uniforms down in Charleston that actually arrested me when we put away Derek. You could say that she's partially responsible - very indirectly for getting Derek put away for life."
Casey was a little relieved, but she didn't quite have all the answers.
"Casey, Olivia was so nice about me arresting her and having to spend a night in jail, and I felt so guilty for what I did to her, and she told me to come see the two of you if I was ever in New York, so…."
"And just so you know Casey, all Olivia did was talk about you during her brief stay in Charleston jail. And by looking at you, I can absolutely see why."
Casey started to feel better, and it was clear that this woman was not a threat and that she and Olivia never did anything while they were in South Carolina.
"So Debbie, what brings you by?" Olivia asked.
"Well, I made a decision. And it's a bit of a life-changing one, and I didn't really know who to talk to about it, so here we are."
"Well, what is it?" Olivia asked with a hint of nervousness.
Deborah Ann then exhaled as she delivered this news. "Well, I quit the force down in Charleston," she said as the words felt a little like acid as they exited her mouth.
Casey and Olivia both looked at each other as they sort of knew what was coming up next, but were hoping that maybe Debbie would say something different.
"And the second part of everything is that I want to move here….and join the NYPD."
Olivia and Casey's suspicions were confirmed. Olivia was very nervous for Debbie, simply because this world and this style of policing was so different from what she was accustomed to in South Carolina. She wondered if she could actually pull it off.
"Are you sure about all of this, Debbie?" Olivia asked nervously. "This is really a long way from Charleston."
"I have thought and thought and thought about this and gone over it so many times," Debbie answered. "But, I'm 32 and have lived in Charleston my whole life, and felt a little like I was getting suffocated and not growing down there, and realized that I just had to get out of there," she said, as Casey noted her subtle southern accent.
Casey then looked at Olivia and then at Debbie. "Well, you can stay with us before you get on your feet. And I am sure my beautiful wife here will do anything she can to help you find a job in a precinct." Casey then reached over and caressed Olivia's leg and then gave her a nice kiss on the cheek.
"Oh, of course I will, Debbie. I'm not sure about the overall hiring situation, but my word means a little something, so that should help you."
"Are you guys serious? I was just going to stay at a hotel, and then go out on my own. This is really nice of you!"
"Of course we're serious Debbie," Casey said. "This is your american dream, and we want to be there every step of the way."
