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Casey brushed her hair and pulled it up into a loose bun as she removed her make up with a washcloth.

'Well,' Casey thought as she recalled the events of this evening with Bobby. 'I hope Olivia's date went better than mine.'

"Stabler, table for two," Elliot said to the hostess as he and Olivia entered the restaurant.

"Right this way," the hostess said, taking them to a booth at the back corner of the restaurant. "Enjoy your meal," the hostess said as she handed them both menus and walked back to her stand at the front of the restaurant.

"This is nice," Olivia said, admiring the atmosphere of the small restaurant.

"Yeah, it really is," Elliot said, staring at Olivia's stunning appearance. She wore a short denim skirt with a strapless black shirt that had black sequins lining the top. The shirt came down just below the waistband, which hung low on her hip. The skirt, only coming to her mid thigh, exposed her nice tan legs, accented a pair of shimmery flip-flops. Her makeup was flawless as usual, and her hair was partly pinned up with bobby pins in a bit of a messy bun.

"So," Elliot said, taking a sip of water. "I'm assuming junior year is better for you than sophomore year right?"

"Definitely," Olivia said, setting her menu down in front of her.

"You opened up a lot this year, didn't you? I mean, you've got way more friends."

"Yeah, but that's all thanks to Casey."

The conversation came to a pause as they each ordered and Elliot began to continue.

"Yeah, if Casey had never been in baseball you wouldn't be talking to Alex Cabot or any of them like you do now."

"That's true, I really am glad Casey came."

"Speaking of Casey, where is she tonight?" Elliot asked, cutting into his veil parmesan that the waitress had set in front of him.

"She's on a date," Olivia said with a sneaky smile.

"No way," Elliot said, returning the smile. "With who?"

"Bobby Goren," Olivia said, her smile widening as she twirled her Fettuccine around her fork.

"How does she stand him?" Elliot asked with a chuckle.

"I don't know, Casey's got many personalities. She's silly like most girls but intellectual like Bobby."

"Hm," Elliot said, taking a bite. "Explains a lot."

After a few minutes of silence, Olivia brought up a point she had been meaning to make.

"So, whatever happened with Kathy?" Olivia asked.

"We broke up, but she couldn't let go. She wanted to be friends, but she called me obsessively."

"Oh," Olivia said, laying back against the booth.

"Did you guys really have sex?"

"Yes," Elliot replied quietly. "We both were really drunk," Elliot said. "It didn't mean anything."

"Oh," Olivia said, feeling as though the weight of the world had been lifted off her shoulders.

Elliot walked from his place at the table and slid into the same side of the booth she was sitting in.

"Olivia," Elliot whispered into her hair as he placed his hand on her knee.

"Yes?" Olivia said, unsure of what was happening as the distance closed between their lips.

"I've liked you for such a long time," Elliot said, speaking directly to her. "But I think now I'm finally ready to be serious about us."

"Yeah," Olivia whispered softly, placing her hand on his chest.

"Do you want to go out with me?" Elliot asked, only one inch remaining.

Olivia closed the distance between them softly and sealed the deal with a kiss.

"Is that a yes?" Elliot asked with a smile when he pulled away.

"You bet," Olivia said as he grabbed the check and tossed a few bills on the table.

Thirty minutes later, Elliot pulled his Crowne Victoria up in front of Olivia's house.

"You sure you don't want to spend the night?" Elliot asked, attempting to increase the sexual meaning.

"I'm fine El," Olivia said with a smile. "Call me tomorrow, okay?" Olivia asked as Elliot nodded.

"See ya," Olivia said, giving Elliot one final kiss goodnight.

Casey distracted herself from the movie on TV when her phone's sharp ring pierced the air.

"Hello?" Casey said as she saw that it was Olivia.

"Hey," Olivia said, a hint of enthusiasm in her voice.

"How was your date?" Casey asked, turning off the TV so she could better hear Olivia.

"Perfect," Olivia said with a sigh. "We're together now."

"No way!" Casey exclaimed, climbing onto her bed and laying on her stomach.

"Yes way. He was really sweet the whole night. How was your's and Bobby's date?"

Casey's eyebrows furrowed at the mention of their date.

"Confusing," Casey said.

"What?" Olivia asked.

"We didn't kiss. He didn't want to," Casey said, confused.

"Maybe he doesn't want to rush things," Olivia suggested.

"I hope that's it," Casey said with an exasperated sigh.

"Hey, Case," Olivia said. "It will happen when it's meant to be."

"Why thank you, fortune cookie Olivia."

Olivia suppressed a laugh at Casey's funny joke. "Talk to you tomorrow," Olivia said.

"Later," Casey said, closing her flip phone.

"So there's this new outlet mall opening up just outside of Westchester," Casey said to Bobby as they walked ahead of Olivia and Alex Eames.

"Really?" Bobby asked as they walked across the front lawn of Lovett High on a dreary Monday morning. "Did you know that the mall in Manhattan just 15 minutes away has been open since 1994? That's interesting because the shops are so current. I think they switch them every so often," Bobby rambled as they walked up the stairs.

"Fascinating," Casey said sarcastically as Bobby began to laugh.

"Do you want to go to the movies tomorrow night?" Bobby asked as they walked inside the foyer.

"Sure," Casey said casually, excited that this might be the first kiss. I mean, it was the third time they had been alone together, right?

"And maybe the new mall this weekend?" Bobby said, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, that sounds good," Casey said, happy with the increasing time they were spending together. "See you later," Casey said as the bell rang.

"Wait," Bobby said, putting an arm around her waist as she began to walk away. He pulled her into a hug and then pulled away. "Now I'll see you later."

"Hey!" Abbie said when Casey walked into Biology.

"Hey Abbie," Casey said, sliding into the desk behind her.

"Did you really go on a date with Bobby Goren this past weekend?"

"Yeah," Casey said, smiling.

"Wow," Abbie said, a hint of jealousy in her voice. "He's really cute. I went on a date with him last year."

"Oh," Casey said with a smirk, thinking about how that must have gone over. "We'll were going to the movies tomorrow night and that new mall in Westchester this weekend."

"Oh really," Abbie said, her eyes narrowing.

"Yeah," Casey said, sensing the tension and giving up the silent battle.

"Hey Monique!" Abbie said as Monique Jefferies walked in. "Come sit over here," she said, indicating to the desk next to her.

Casey rolled her eyes at the immaturity of this gesture, and Monique began to laugh , realizing how Abbie was acting.

"Hey Abbie, what's up Casey?" Monique said as she sat down in the seat next to Abbie.

"Nothing," Casey said, tracing patterns across her desk. "What did you do this weekend, Monique?"

"Me and Fin went to the movies on Saturday night, that's it."

"That's cool," Abbie said, jumping into the conversation.

Casey felt her phone vibrate in her jacket pocket and she pulled it out. '1 new text message,' the screen said. She opened her phone to see the text message was from Bobby.

'i bet abbie is a lotta fun right now in bio, right?' Casey read. 'What the hell?' she thought as she read the text message 'How does he know?'

Just then, she got another text message as her phone vibrated again.

'look up,' she read. Casey looked up and glanced out the door window, where Bobby was standing. 'Oh,' she thought with a chuckle before hitting the reply button her cell phone.

'you scared me, i didnt kno u were out there,' Casey texted back before noticing Bobby had left the hall.

'haha. it looked like abbie was getting on ur nerves,' said the next message.

'did u guys date last year? she seems jealous.'

'only once, shes really domineering tho.'

'ya, ive noticed.'

'ur baseball game is 2day?'

'yes.'

'is it a home game?'

'yes.'

'i'll be there.'

"Casey! Grab a ball and warm up, the game is in 20 minutes. Cassidy, you're with Novak," Cragen yelled.

Casey kept her shock under control as she walked behind Brian out to the field. They had never talked about that night after it had happened.

"I'll pitch," Brian threw over his shoulder casually.

"Good," Casey muttered under her breath before glancing over at the bleachers and noticed that Bobby was seated there. She waved to him before looking back at Brian, who was adjusting his mit.

"Ready?" he called from down the field.

"Ready!" Casey yelled enthusiastically as Brian threw the ball.

She hit the ball with extreme force, out of anger and frustration and watched the ball make direct contact with Brian Cassidy's nose, who fell over, his eyes tearing, the blood spilling from his nostrils.

"Oops," Casey said with a giggle, not sure of what to do as Brian cried on the field 10 feet in front of her.

"Quick! Benson, get some ice!" Cragen yelled as he ran over to look at Brian's bloody nose.

Casey walked over to where Brian lay and then glanced up at Bobby, who shrugged; she noticed him chuckle a little bit.

"Coach Cragen, Brian, I am so sorry," Casey said apologetically as Cragen held a towel up to his nose.

"It's okay, we know it was an accident," Coach Cragen said, helping Brian to his feet, who glared at Casey.

"Alright people, change of plans," Cragen said as Brian sat down on the bench, frustrated, while Casey held her bat confidently, standing next to Olivia, who was attempting to with hold her laughter. "Stabler, you're going to start as pitcher. Novak, batter. Let's move people!" Cragen yelled as game began and Casey jogged out.

The first ball was a breeze, home run, but who could expect less? Baseball was Casey's passion.

They ended up winning the game, 22-0.

"You were great out there," Bobby said, putting an arm around her as they walked to Casey's car.

"Thanks," Casey said as she admired Bobby's protections over her. "But I especially loved that move you did on Brian when you guys were warming up. Broken in two places," Bobby said, shaking his head.

"Yeah, I know. I really didn't mean to hit him though. It just sort of happened."

"I better watch myself and breaking your heart then, shouldn't I?"

"No! I'm not that mean," Casey said with a laugh. "Anyways, do you want me to take you home?"

"If you don't mind," Bobby said, walking to the passenger side.

"Of course not, your neighborhood is what, like, two down from mine?"

"True," Bobby said as Casey backed out of the parking space. "Just making sure," he said, placing a hand on her knee.