Disclaimer: Again, I do not own any of the characters, brands name and such. I only own my active imagination, and a whole lot of free time.
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Review is much appreciated, it's my first time attempting at fiction.
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"Olivia?" She called out softly. Casey wasn't sure if she should go into Olivia's room. However, the phone call she had just gotten was important so she crept lightly into the room, and hoped that her presence would not startle the sleeping brunette.
'Damn it, I can barely see a thing in here. Where the hell is the light?' She thought in frustration. Casey felt something move in the room, and before she knew it, she was forced to the ground.
"NYPD, hands on your head!" Olivia shouted, her body pinning the intruding figure down. "You picked the wrong place to rob, buster."
When she switched on the lights, however, she couldn't believe her eyes. A very shaken ADA was on the ground, her face plastered to the worn floorboards. Immediately she put her gun away and helped Casey up.
"Oh my God I'm so sorry. I didn't know it was you." Olivia apologized profusely.
"I...it's okay. Sorry *I* scared you." Casey couldn't hide the tremors. 'Phew that was close. Need to knock louder next time. Next time?' Casey shuddered at that thought.
"You okay?" Olivia's voice was gentle, unlike the stern order earlier. "You're shaking, Casey. Here, sit down on the bed for a while. Want something to drink? Coffee? Tea? Wine?" Olivia tried to make up for her previous actions. 'Jesus, I must've scared the lights out of her.'
"Tea would be good, thanks." Casey followed the detective to the kitchen and sat on the nearby stool while the detective made tea for both of them. Olivia headed to the living room, and they both settled on the couch with a cup of tea in hand.
After she took a sip of the drink, Casey spoke up. "Munch called earlier. You left your cell phone on the coffee table when you went to bed, so I picked it up instead," Casey tried to sound steady, but her hands were still shaking. "He wants you to get to the station early tomorrow."
Olivia took both cups and placed them on the coffee table. 'Great Benson, you managed to scare another person away. She'll be lucky if she can come out of this alive; if not the perp then it's you.'
"And I'm *really* sorry about earlier," Olivia apologized, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "I didn't mean to scare you like that." She felt lost, not knowing what to say to comfort the redhead.
"It's not your fault, Detective. Occupational hazard, I understand." Casey's hand was on her forehead, trying to rub off the throbbing headache from the incident.
Instinct told Olivia something was wrong. "Casey? You wanna talk about it?"
Casey took a deep breath, and turned to search the detective's eyes. In those dark tender, patient eyes, she found the comfort she had been looking for.
"Every time I close my eyes, those pictures come flashing back in my head," she said, cradling her knees in her arms. "These things happen to people, yes. But why did this happen to me? I didn't do anything!"
Olivia felt sorry for the ADA. She always thought the other woman was strong but seeing her this way made Olivia's heart ache. She caught the tears in Casey's eyes and wiped them away.
"Hey, don't worry about it. And I promise you, we'll get that sick son of a bitch that did this to you, okay? It'll be over in no time." Olivia caressed the ADA's hand.
Without warning, Casey moved closer to the detective and rested her head on the brunette's shoulder. Olivia didn't know what to do, so she put her arms around Casey, hoping to calm her down. The ADA's arms went around Olivia's waist and she held on while the tears flowed.
Olivia was burning with rage inside, but she knew that this was not a good time to let her emotions take control. She had to be levelheaded if they wanted to solve this case fast. The rhythmic rise and fall of the redhead's chest told her that Casey was asleep, and the nightmares that haunted her earlier were gone. Olivia tried to break their embrace to let the ADA have more room on the couch, but as soon as she moved, Casey's arms tightened around her. The detective had no choice but to shift to a more comfortable position and pull a blanket over the both of them while she drifted back into her own slumber.
It was a little after 5 in the morning that Casey woke up right before Olivia. Casey knew she had to let go, but it was the hardest thing for her to do. Olivia broke their embrace and stretched her arms while Casey was still attached to her.
"Good morning," Olivia placed her arm on Casey's shoulder as she straightened up. "Feeling better?"
The redhead couldn't hide her blush. 'God, did I just spend the night in Olivia's arms? I hope I didn't drool. Is it *that* obvious? I miss her warmth already,' Casey thought to herself.
"Yeah, much better. Thanks for the shoulder." Casey tried to smile.
"Anytime. Besides, that's the least I can do, after what I did to you last night." Olivia still felt guilty for what had happened.
"So I guess you owe me dinner then." She teased the detective. Casey tried to steady herself on the couch, but her head was spinning.
"Dinner, lunch, and breakfast. I'll be your personal bodyguard from now till the case's done." Olivia wished there was another way to do this, but any other approach could jeopardize Casey's safety, and that was not acceptable.
Casey couldn't hide her smile. "Breakfast, lunch *and* dinner? Wow, this must be my lucky day."
"Think of it as your lucky *week*. I'm not letting you out of my sight until everything's done," Olivia stated. "Cragen's orders."
The ADA secretly thanked the SVU captain and her lucky stars. "Well then, gotta follow the rules, huh. So, what's for breakfast?"
"Pancakes, sausages and eggs sound good to you?" Olivia asked from the kitchen.
"Perfect."
'Am I in heaven? A night in her arms *and* breakfast? The things you do to me Olivia Benson,' Casey thought.
"Go ahead and freshen up. It'll be ready in about 20 minutes." Olivia said as she sent the redhead out of the kitchen.
After a relaxing shower, Casey got dressed and gathered her files for the early morning hearing. The comforting scent of freshly made pancakes and brewing coffee reminded Casey of her mother's cooking. God, it smelled good, Casey thought to herself as she took her seat at the table. Taking a bite of the food on her plate, it was as though every bit of her senses came to life. Each bite brought back pleasant memories of the past, memories of a long forgotten childhood.
Olivia muffled her laugh when she saw the hedonistic expression on the normally serious ADA's face. "Good to know you're enjoying the breakfast."
Casey did not trust herself to answer. She flashed the detective a smile before getting up to clean the dishes. She might be hopelessly in love, but she still knew her manners.
"Don't worry about the dishes, Case. Just throw 'em in the dish washer," When Casey did not reply her, Olivia took a step closer. "Casey?"
"Uh yeah, okay. Sorry, my mind's already drifting to the court." Casey was thinking about how seemingly normal the situation felt. The night spent in Olivia's arms, the breakfast. 'How cruel,' she thought. 'I get a taste of what I can't possibly get. There's no way Olivia's interested in me. It's obvious she's still in love with Alex Cabot. The pictures in her room...'
"I'm gonna jump in to the showers real quick and change." Olivia said while she walked towards her bedroom.
Casey's mind drifted back to the frames of pictures in Olivia's room. A few of them were taken on the same day, a day in the park of sorts. The one with Olivia and the guys from the squad, Olivia and Alex with Elliot's kids and the one with Olivia watching Alex play catch with the twins. And then flashbacks of her living room surfaced again. Casey mentally shook herself to shrug off the unwanted thoughts, and it took every bit of her energy to do just that.
"You ready to go? Casey?" Olivia had finished showering and had managed to change all within 20 minutes. When the redhead did not answer her, she raised her eyebrows questioningly.
"Huh? Oh, Olivia. Sorry, drifted off for a while there. All set?" Casey didn't look up, for she was certain once those dark brown eyes met hers, it would reveal her true feelings for the veteran detective.
Olivia had a nagging feeling at the ADA's response. 'Perhaps the nightmares didn't go away,' she thought to herself. "We're good to go. The courthouse, I presume?"
"Actually I'd like to tag along to the station to see if there's any update on my case. If that's ok with you," Casey forced a smile. "I've got some time to kill before the hearing."
Olivia saw no reason to deny the ADA's request. "I don't think I can handle seeing Munch's face this early in the morning, so yeah."
* Indicates emphasis on the word(s).
' ' Indicates thought.
Review is much appreciated, it's my first time attempting at fiction.
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"Olivia?" She called out softly. Casey wasn't sure if she should go into Olivia's room. However, the phone call she had just gotten was important so she crept lightly into the room, and hoped that her presence would not startle the sleeping brunette.
'Damn it, I can barely see a thing in here. Where the hell is the light?' She thought in frustration. Casey felt something move in the room, and before she knew it, she was forced to the ground.
"NYPD, hands on your head!" Olivia shouted, her body pinning the intruding figure down. "You picked the wrong place to rob, buster."
When she switched on the lights, however, she couldn't believe her eyes. A very shaken ADA was on the ground, her face plastered to the worn floorboards. Immediately she put her gun away and helped Casey up.
"Oh my God I'm so sorry. I didn't know it was you." Olivia apologized profusely.
"I...it's okay. Sorry *I* scared you." Casey couldn't hide the tremors. 'Phew that was close. Need to knock louder next time. Next time?' Casey shuddered at that thought.
"You okay?" Olivia's voice was gentle, unlike the stern order earlier. "You're shaking, Casey. Here, sit down on the bed for a while. Want something to drink? Coffee? Tea? Wine?" Olivia tried to make up for her previous actions. 'Jesus, I must've scared the lights out of her.'
"Tea would be good, thanks." Casey followed the detective to the kitchen and sat on the nearby stool while the detective made tea for both of them. Olivia headed to the living room, and they both settled on the couch with a cup of tea in hand.
After she took a sip of the drink, Casey spoke up. "Munch called earlier. You left your cell phone on the coffee table when you went to bed, so I picked it up instead," Casey tried to sound steady, but her hands were still shaking. "He wants you to get to the station early tomorrow."
Olivia took both cups and placed them on the coffee table. 'Great Benson, you managed to scare another person away. She'll be lucky if she can come out of this alive; if not the perp then it's you.'
"And I'm *really* sorry about earlier," Olivia apologized, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "I didn't mean to scare you like that." She felt lost, not knowing what to say to comfort the redhead.
"It's not your fault, Detective. Occupational hazard, I understand." Casey's hand was on her forehead, trying to rub off the throbbing headache from the incident.
Instinct told Olivia something was wrong. "Casey? You wanna talk about it?"
Casey took a deep breath, and turned to search the detective's eyes. In those dark tender, patient eyes, she found the comfort she had been looking for.
"Every time I close my eyes, those pictures come flashing back in my head," she said, cradling her knees in her arms. "These things happen to people, yes. But why did this happen to me? I didn't do anything!"
Olivia felt sorry for the ADA. She always thought the other woman was strong but seeing her this way made Olivia's heart ache. She caught the tears in Casey's eyes and wiped them away.
"Hey, don't worry about it. And I promise you, we'll get that sick son of a bitch that did this to you, okay? It'll be over in no time." Olivia caressed the ADA's hand.
Without warning, Casey moved closer to the detective and rested her head on the brunette's shoulder. Olivia didn't know what to do, so she put her arms around Casey, hoping to calm her down. The ADA's arms went around Olivia's waist and she held on while the tears flowed.
Olivia was burning with rage inside, but she knew that this was not a good time to let her emotions take control. She had to be levelheaded if they wanted to solve this case fast. The rhythmic rise and fall of the redhead's chest told her that Casey was asleep, and the nightmares that haunted her earlier were gone. Olivia tried to break their embrace to let the ADA have more room on the couch, but as soon as she moved, Casey's arms tightened around her. The detective had no choice but to shift to a more comfortable position and pull a blanket over the both of them while she drifted back into her own slumber.
It was a little after 5 in the morning that Casey woke up right before Olivia. Casey knew she had to let go, but it was the hardest thing for her to do. Olivia broke their embrace and stretched her arms while Casey was still attached to her.
"Good morning," Olivia placed her arm on Casey's shoulder as she straightened up. "Feeling better?"
The redhead couldn't hide her blush. 'God, did I just spend the night in Olivia's arms? I hope I didn't drool. Is it *that* obvious? I miss her warmth already,' Casey thought to herself.
"Yeah, much better. Thanks for the shoulder." Casey tried to smile.
"Anytime. Besides, that's the least I can do, after what I did to you last night." Olivia still felt guilty for what had happened.
"So I guess you owe me dinner then." She teased the detective. Casey tried to steady herself on the couch, but her head was spinning.
"Dinner, lunch, and breakfast. I'll be your personal bodyguard from now till the case's done." Olivia wished there was another way to do this, but any other approach could jeopardize Casey's safety, and that was not acceptable.
Casey couldn't hide her smile. "Breakfast, lunch *and* dinner? Wow, this must be my lucky day."
"Think of it as your lucky *week*. I'm not letting you out of my sight until everything's done," Olivia stated. "Cragen's orders."
The ADA secretly thanked the SVU captain and her lucky stars. "Well then, gotta follow the rules, huh. So, what's for breakfast?"
"Pancakes, sausages and eggs sound good to you?" Olivia asked from the kitchen.
"Perfect."
'Am I in heaven? A night in her arms *and* breakfast? The things you do to me Olivia Benson,' Casey thought.
"Go ahead and freshen up. It'll be ready in about 20 minutes." Olivia said as she sent the redhead out of the kitchen.
After a relaxing shower, Casey got dressed and gathered her files for the early morning hearing. The comforting scent of freshly made pancakes and brewing coffee reminded Casey of her mother's cooking. God, it smelled good, Casey thought to herself as she took her seat at the table. Taking a bite of the food on her plate, it was as though every bit of her senses came to life. Each bite brought back pleasant memories of the past, memories of a long forgotten childhood.
Olivia muffled her laugh when she saw the hedonistic expression on the normally serious ADA's face. "Good to know you're enjoying the breakfast."
Casey did not trust herself to answer. She flashed the detective a smile before getting up to clean the dishes. She might be hopelessly in love, but she still knew her manners.
"Don't worry about the dishes, Case. Just throw 'em in the dish washer," When Casey did not reply her, Olivia took a step closer. "Casey?"
"Uh yeah, okay. Sorry, my mind's already drifting to the court." Casey was thinking about how seemingly normal the situation felt. The night spent in Olivia's arms, the breakfast. 'How cruel,' she thought. 'I get a taste of what I can't possibly get. There's no way Olivia's interested in me. It's obvious she's still in love with Alex Cabot. The pictures in her room...'
"I'm gonna jump in to the showers real quick and change." Olivia said while she walked towards her bedroom.
Casey's mind drifted back to the frames of pictures in Olivia's room. A few of them were taken on the same day, a day in the park of sorts. The one with Olivia and the guys from the squad, Olivia and Alex with Elliot's kids and the one with Olivia watching Alex play catch with the twins. And then flashbacks of her living room surfaced again. Casey mentally shook herself to shrug off the unwanted thoughts, and it took every bit of her energy to do just that.
"You ready to go? Casey?" Olivia had finished showering and had managed to change all within 20 minutes. When the redhead did not answer her, she raised her eyebrows questioningly.
"Huh? Oh, Olivia. Sorry, drifted off for a while there. All set?" Casey didn't look up, for she was certain once those dark brown eyes met hers, it would reveal her true feelings for the veteran detective.
Olivia had a nagging feeling at the ADA's response. 'Perhaps the nightmares didn't go away,' she thought to herself. "We're good to go. The courthouse, I presume?"
"Actually I'd like to tag along to the station to see if there's any update on my case. If that's ok with you," Casey forced a smile. "I've got some time to kill before the hearing."
Olivia saw no reason to deny the ADA's request. "I don't think I can handle seeing Munch's face this early in the morning, so yeah."
