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Casey Novak's Apartment
Novak had changed into her sleep attire since it was fifty five minutes after twelve. She was anticipating Monroe coming into her apartment so she cleaned up the place and laid down two sleeping bags in front of the TV like usual. They always had a great time together. Soon there was a knock on the door. Casey looked through the peep hole but there was nobody there. She brushed it off and kept getting ready for Rachael. About ten seconds later there was another knock on the door. Casey walked to the peep hole a little annoyed and no one was there again. She huffed and turned around. The door bell rang. Casey was a little scared now. She reached in her kitchen drawer and pulled out a big honking cutting board knife. She walked up to the front door and she saw nobody through the peep hole again. She swallowed big and slowly opened the door with the hand that didn't hold the knife. Casey peaked out through her door then stepped out in the hallway. She looked both ways and walked a couple steps to her right. She thought she felt a swooshing noise pass by her. She jumped to her left but nobody was there. She closed her eyes and swallowed big again. She turned around to go in her house.
"BOO!" Rachael yelled in the face of Casey. Casey screamed and stabbed Monroe in the shoulder before she recognized her. Monroe's eyes fluttered and slowly moved her head down and saw the knife in her shoulder. Casey's eyes widened when she realized what she had done. She quickly pulled out the knife and Monroe passed out and hit Casey's apartment floor.
"Oh my God!" Casey dropped the knife on the ground and Rachael came too. She kneeled down and looked at Monroe's wound that she accidentally made. Rachael pushed Casey's hand away and stumbled to her feet. She looked groggy and pissed. Casey tried to say sorry over and over again but Monroe ignored her pleas. Rachael touched her cut lightly and screamed in pain. She balanced herself against a wall and breathed heavily. Casey's eyes were weld up with tears as she cried trying to convince Rachael that it was an accident. Monroe pushed Casey away and proceeded into her apartment and slammed the bathroom door. Casey cleaned off the knife, sat on her couch and started letting the tears flow down her cheeks. Oh my God. I can't believe I did that. I'm so stupid. She'll never forgive me. I know she's pissed at me. She'll probably kick my ass, I know she can. Casey buried her face in her hands as she sobbed. The bathroom door clicked open and Rachael walked out with a big band aid over her left shoulder. She could hear Casey crying and it was most likely out of fear of what Rachael would do. Curse her out, stop being friends, or even mess her up. She always hated the way Casey seemed to be afraid of Rachael harming her when Casey did something…stupid. Rachael kneeled down in front of Casey.
"Casey, what's wrong?" Rachael moved Casey's hands from her face.
"I I'm sss so sorry, Rachael. D don't be mmad at me pl please." Her cheeks were red from so many tears. Rachael felt so bad for making Casey cry.
"It's okay, Casey…"
"No its its not. I sta stabbed you." She blubbered louder. Rachael smiled and laughed.
"That was my fault, Case." She wiped tears away from her friends face. "I should have never tried to scare you. And I should have noticed the knife in your hands." Casey kept on crying.
"You know…I'm proud of you for stabbing me." Casey stopped crying so hard and focused on Monroe.
"Why?" she asked. Rachael cleared her throat.
"Well. If I wasn't me, and I was some psycho rapist murdering freak and you didn't stab me, you'de probably be brutally raped killed by now." Casey frowned and tilted her head to the side confusedly. Not really where I wanted to go. Rachael thought to herself.
"Look. I don't understand why you're crying like this but, I could never be or stay mad at you, Casey. You're my best friend. And I love you." She embraced Casey with a hug.
"I'm really sorry." Casey stated still a bit tearful. Rachael released the hug.
"Casey, come on. You can stop saying sorry. It doesn't even hurt any more." She picked up Casey's hand balled it into a fist and used it to punch her shoulder. Casey gasped. "See? Nothing." Rachael got to her feet.
"Don't do that!"
"Why? It doesn't hurt, Case."
"I feel bad enough. Don't rub it in." Monroe frowned then a big grin emerged. Novak stared at Rachael suspiciously.
"Rachael…" she stood up.
"Yes, dear?" her voice sounded devious.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing. I'm just feeling a little itchy." She cracked her neck and rolled back her shoulders. "I think I can get rid of it." Rachael lifted up both her hands and scratched them. Casey just watched her knowing something was up. Then, Rachael brought down her right hand and punched herself in the shoulder. Casey stepped forward.
"Rachael, don't!" but she did it again, and again, and again. She was having too much fun seeing Casey squirm every time she punched herself even though it started to hurt like hell. Rachael held up her hand again.
"Don't you dare, Rachael." Casey moved towards her. Monroe smirked and moved away in front of the couch.
"Or what, Miss Novak?" she bit her lip. "You'll convict me?" And with that, Casey jumped forward and tackled Rachael with such force that it flipped the couch on its side when they landed on it. Casey put Rachael's arms over her head and laid on her stomach.
"Yes. I will convict you…with an ass load of pain!" Monroe burst out laughing then kissed Casey's lips causing her to blush.
"You don't know how freakin adorable you are when you blush, Casey." She smiled brightly. "How can any guy resist you?"
"They see you walking behind me and get intimidated." Casey seductively responded.
"Oh, ha ha. If you wanted a boyfriend you should have let me know so I wouldn't have kissed you on our third get together, causing you to fall madly in love with me." Casey chuckled.
"Madly in love with you?" Rachael rolled her eyes as she smiled.
"I do believe you stabbed me as I came up to your apartment and that sounds pretty mad to me." Casey let go of her hands and sat up on her friends mid section.
"You're not going to hold that against me forever are you?" Monroe sat upon her elbows.
"No of course not, babe. Accidents happen and all is forgiven." Casey leaned in and gave Monroe a soft kiss.
"Plus I heard chicks dig scars." Rachael said slyly raising her eyebrows.
"Hey!" Rachael's eyes darted side to side.
"And by chicks, I mean Casey Novak."
"Right."
"Do you remember that one guy when we went grocery shopping?" Rachael started laughing.
"Yeah…" Casey timidly said blushing.
"He said that he liked your cantaloupes!" Rachael laughed harder. "And you weren't even in the fruit section!" Rachael laughed so hard it made Casey feel tingly since she was sitting on Monroe's stomach.
"You were so stunned. You didn't even move a muscle when he said that to you!"
"Don't laugh at me. I couldn't believe him when he said it. I was just in the frozen section minding my own."
"Maybe he was just talking about a frozen bag of cantaloupe in front of you." Rachael chuckled. "I guess he liked your cold cantaloupes!" Rachael burst out in a guttural laugh but tried to stop it by putting her hand over her mouth.
"You both are jerks."
"Yeah, what nerve. An attractive guy comes up to you and compliments your body, what a dick." Rachael put her hands behind her head and rolled her eyes.
"Yes. That is exactly why I didn't like him." She narrowed her eyes. "Wait. You thought the guy was attractive?"
"Ah, well sorta. I'm only bi sexual, Casey. I would go out with him." Casey frowned. "But I am all too happy with this relationship, babe. I wouldn't just give this up for some pervert in a grocery store." Casey raised an eyebrow.
"A pervert?" She asked smiling.
"Yeah! That dick sexually harassed you right in front of me!" Casey chuckled.
"You should have seen your face; it was pretty damn funny ya know."
"I think the guy was more shocked when I jumped over the island to you and totally sucked face with you." Casey laughed.
"I thought I was gonna run out of air."
"At least the guy was gone when we were done."
"Yeah but we ended up in a totally different section of the store."
"Oh yeah." Rachael laughed. "We ended up in the fruit isle two feet away from the cantaloupes." They both laughed
"Casey, honey." She kissed her cheek. "Can you get off of me now? I have to use your bathroom."
"Weren't you just in there?" Rachael seemed a little annoyed.
"Yes…but that was so I could bandage up my gapping wound from earlier." Casey got up and lent a hand out to Rachael.
"Thanks. I'll just be a moment then I'll get my stuff by the door." Rachael kissed her on the cheek again then went back into the bathroom. A knock on the door was heard.
"Olivia!" Casey was stunned and tripped over the sleeping bags to get to her. "What are you doing here?"
"Hey Casey. Just stopped by to pick up that house warrant so I wouldn't bother you on your day off tomorrow….is everything okay?" Olivia asked because the place was a mess, couch tipped on its side, stuff scattered on the floor and a bag at her door. Casey looked at her apartment then back at Olivia.
"Yeah, everything is fine. Rachael's here and…"
"Oh, that explains everything." Olivia stated politely rolling her eyes. Casey smirked.
"Let me go get your warrant. You can come in if you want."
"No. It's okay. I'm fine here."
"Okay. Hold on." Casey left to get the warrant while Olivia noticed blood on Casey's apartment wall. Casey came back and handed Olivia her warrant.
"Casey, is that blood on your wall?" Casey leaned over and saw the stain.
"Also Rachael."
"Aw, okay. Thanks again for the warrant." She turned back as she hit the steps. "Tell Monroe I said hello."
"Will do, Olivia." They both waved and said goodbye then Casey closed her door. Casey turned back to her apartment and started flipping over the couch. Rachael came out of the bathroom and wrapped her arms around Casey's waist.
"I didn't know people kept those kinds of things in their bathroom…Casey." Casey turned around in Rachael's arms.
"What are you talking about, Rache?" Rachael rose on eyebrow and put on a sly grin. Casey searched Monroe's eyes then immediately blushed. Shit Casey! How could you leave that out? You knew Rachael was coming. Damn. I thought I put it away. How am I going to explain this without making my self look like an idiot?
"I um I well could you see ah…" Casey stuttered.
"Casey, I'm just shi'in you. I didn't find anything in your bathroom. But….should have I?" Casey was still blushing.
"Just go get your crap and bring it inside." Casey demanded with a smile.
"Yessa Massa!" Rachael responded and dashed for her bag. She came back with it over her shoulder. "I'm going to go get undressed then dressed again in the bathroom." She announced passing by Casey. While Rachael was in the bathroom, Casey cleaned up the apartment again.
"Huh. Casey, did you know that there was a DRACULA II?" Rachael was in boy short pj's and a spaghetti string tank top. She studied a DVD cover in her hand.
"What did you say?" Casey looked a little worried as she leaned on the kitchen counter.
"I asked if you knew that there was a DRACULA II that came out. It's my brother's DVD." She looked up at Casey. "You know my brother, Donte, right?"
"Yeah, I know Donte." She swallowed big.
"You ready to watch this sequel? I'm sorta anticipating what it is going to be like."
"Um. Don't you want to watch something else?" Casey asked.
"Why?"
"After Emily Rose, I just don't feel in the mood for another horror."
"Aw, Casey. It doesn't look too scary." She flipped to the back of the DVD cover. "It's rated R only for language and violence, no suspense. And I'm always here for you."
"I don't want to watch a Wes Craven movie right now."
"Wes Craven? I thought it was Bram Stoker…" She looked at the title. "Oh, what do you know, it is Wes Craven. Wes Craven's DRACULA II. How did you know that?" She looked up and noticed Casey's –I don't want to watch that- face. Rachael let out a sigh. "Okay, Casey, we can watch what ever you want tonight." Casey smiled and kissed Rachael on the lips.
"Thanks, babe." Casey walked passed Monroe and down to the couch. Rachael turned to face her.
"So, what do you want to watch?" Monroe put both hands on her hips then ran her fingers through her hair.
"What do you have in mind, Rachael?" Casey asked seductively raising an eyebrow as she sat down on the couch staring at Rachael.
Certainly not some damn movie. Rachael thought. She walked over to her sleeping bag and sat down on it facing Casey.
"How about instead of watching DRACULA II…" She smiled brightly. "I just sit here and watch you?"
"Oh yeah?" Casey got down on her sleeping bag and faced Monroe. "Well I'm not that entertaining to watch ya know." She started kissing Rachael's neck.
"Say that to the peep cameras I installed in your bed and bathroom, Miss Novak." Casey laughed and sat up. Of course Monroe was just kidding around.
"I could have you arrested for that." She got closer to Rachael again knowing it was just a joke.
"Fine, fine. No one else has to see them. I'll burn the tapes."
"Well, did I look cute in them?" Casey now had Rachael pinned down on the floor with her on top, and of course, Rachael didn't mind at all.
"You looked adorable."
"How many tapes are we talking about?"
"Oh just one or two….HUNDRED! Mwhahahahaha!" Rachael threw her head back as she did her evil laugh. Casey laughed rolling over to the side of Rachael then punched her arm.
"Oh, so we're now resorting to violence out of rage…again. Well I'm definitely not gonna burn those naughty tapes now." She got to her feet. "You can forget about our deal."
"And what deal was that?" Casey asked sitting up on her elbows. Rachael leaned in.
"The deal where I would burn your tapes if I could stare at you for the rest of the night." Rachael stood up straight as Novak got to her feet.
"Just staring at me? That was the deal?"
"Yeah, was." Casey crossed her arms.
"And what exactly was I supposed to do while you stared at me?"
"What ever you usually do when I'm not here." She grinned crossing her arms. "Whatever is on those tapes." Casey rolled her eyes as she smiled.
"Not tonight I won't."
"So you're denying me of what I had in mind?" Rachael asked pointing fingers.
"I don't want to know what's on your mind." She stated playfully pushing Monroe's hand away. Rachael smirked.
"What was on my mind, Miss Novak, was wanting to watch that movie, DRACULA II with you." She shrugged. "But since you're too much of a…" she grinned. "A wus, then I guess you denied me that one too." She looked down, let out a sigh and walked over to the kitchen counter.
"Oh, come on, don't be such a complainer." Casey sat down on the arm of the couch. "And I am not a wus." She said defensively.
"Oh!" Rachael turned around to face Casey. "Okay!" She walked over and leaned in putting her hands on either side of Casey on the arm of the couch. "That's why I had to stop your blood curdling screams in the theater by kissing you to shut you up." Casey looked down then darted her eyes back up at Rachael. Rachael's eyes fluttered.
You know you're not supposed to look at me like that, Casey. You know what it does to me. Rachael made sure she kept those thoughts to herself or things might happen between them.
"I had that planned all along, Monroe." She wrapped her arms around Monroe's neck. "And I believe it was a French kiss." Casey teased Monroe's mouth with her lips. Monroe finally gave in and kissed Casey deeply. She put a hand on Casey's back, lowering her onto the couch cushions. The noise of a car back firing scared the two girls and made them fall off the couch changing there positions. Casey on top and Monroe on bottom. Rachael's watch started ringing and she broke the kiss.
"Damn. i forgot that i had to finish some legal documents at the 16th precinct. "I need to get going babe." Monroe got to her feet as did Casey.
"Sorry that you have to go…" Casey stated.
"Yeah, i have to get it in by seven or i'm in alot of trouble. It's going to take me hours to finish." She got her duffle bag ready and zipped up then put on her sneakers and threw the bag over her shoulder. "I'll see you after your day off tomorrow. And in the mean time, I'll just start selling out the license for those tapes that you star in pro bono." She then walked over to Casey and kissed her cheek. "Just be sure that you're ready to handle a whole shit load of cases when you come back." Rachael got to Casey's front door.
"Oh come on, can't you just stay a few more hours." Casey pleaded. Rachael turned around and smiled.
"A few more hours for what, Casey? It's going on two thirty." Rachael let out a yawn. "Don't worry; I'll be over at your apartment again soon. But right now I've got finish those papers and then get to sleep."
"You can sleep here…" Casey looked down at the floor then back up at Monroe. "With me." Rachael hesitated to speak, afraid of saying okay to Casey's statement.
"Thanks, Casey. I'd love to get some sleep here, with you, but I should really sleep at my house."
"Just be careful. I hate it when you drive this late." Rachael raised an eyebrow. "Especially when you're dressed in sleep attire."
"Don't worry about me, Casey. Hope you have a nice day off tomorrow." Monroe gave her a hug then was on her way down the stairs and out Casey's apartment to her car in the parking lot.