So here is Chapter 5. I just wrote it and am posting it. No beta so the mistakes are all mine. If you see any, let me know and I will correct them. Hope you like it!

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Chapter 5

Beaumont had practically ran out of the courtroom when the proceedings completed for the day. She didn't want to talk to him just yet; she needed a little while to compose herself and get her thoughts in order before doing what had to be done.

Walsh watched her hurried retreat from the courtroom and wondered what was going on. He had wanted to talk to her right away. His adrenaline was still pumping from his testimony and he figured that if he did it now, it would be easier; at least for himself. If he waited, he was going to have to work up the courage again.

Casey gave Walsh a questioning look as she too had noticed Beaumont's abrupt departure.

Walsh shrugged, "Guess she had somewhere else to be."

"Yeah, I gotta go too. Have to meet Davis."

"Right, you two still…" Walsh let his sentence drift off, not sure what Davis and Casey were but hoping that they weren't still together.

"Um no." Casey looked uncomfortable. "We stopped seeing each other after about the tenth time I ran out on dinner because of a call. He didn't like always being left. The life of a cop," Casey shrugged. "I have a meeting about a potential investment thing my dad wants me to do…Davis still manages my trust fund so I have to meet him before to go over some stuff."

"Gotcha." Walsh smiled, "See ya later than."

"Bye." Casey nodded and waived to Walsh as she turned and headed towards the large double doors at the end of the isle they had been standing in.

"Bye" Walsh's words drifted to no one in the now deserted courtroom. Once the clock struck 5 on Fridays, everyone was out the door ready to start their weekend.

Walsh decided to walk the 18 blocks to his house instead of taking a cab. He had caught a ride with Beaumont that morning but obviously she had forgotten about him on her haste to leave the building.

The cool air would help clear his head and the alone time would give him time to think about how to proceed. His mind was already made up, it had to dump Beaumont but he wasn't quite sure how to do it.

The word dump was such a harsh word but he was no stranger to being on the giving end. He had dumped plenty of girls. Some girls he just quit calling and dodged if he happened to run into them on the street. Sometimes he would just pick up another girl and let the old girl see him do it. Sometimes he would be straightforward with them and tell them he didn't want to see them anymore.

But Beaumont didn't really fit into any of those categories. She was important to him, they had been friends log before they started dating. They also worked together which threw another wrench into his plans.

What was that saying? Don't shit where you eat? Well he had done just that. And hell, he was hopefully about to do it again if all went to plan. But this time he knew it would be different.

Something about Casey told him it was real and it was for keeps. The thought scared the shit out of him but he knew it would be okay. She was the only one that he felt like taking that leap for. Hopefully, she would want to take it as well.

He thought back to his short conversation with her earlier about Davis. He was glad that the guy couldn't stand the job. He was a civilian though, he didn't under stand that when you are a cop, you are the job; you bleed blue.

One more plus for Casey; she understood the job. Hell, she loved it just as much as him and he knew it.

She seemed to be everything he never knew that he always wanted. He felt hokey for even thinking that but somehow it was true.

As he walked down the street, his thoughts were back and forth between Casey and Beaumont. His two main concerns were obvious, how to end things with Beaumont and start things with Casey.

He knew there was a chance that Casey wouldn't want him. He didn't think that was true but he wouldn't know till he tried. And he couldn't try as long as he was with Beaumont.

Which lead him back to the most important issue, how to break it off with Beaumont without hurting her. That was probably going to be impossible.

He looked around and noticed that his thoughts had brought him within a block of his Diner. He figured he could open for a few hours to pass the time while he figured out what to do next.

He went inside and had just flipped on the Open sign when he heard the bell ring at the front door, announcing his first patrons of the night.

He turned to see who had entered and his heart skipped a beat.

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Beaumont knew everyone had noticed her bolt for the door the second the judge had dismissed the courtroom. She just couldn't face him right then. She probably would have yelled at him and made a scene. Fortunately the judge had already left the room or she might have been in contempt if he had left her emotions take control and yelled at him like she had wanted to.

But she was a professional and the middle of a courtroom, after a murder trial with attorneys, cops, and probably 70 people watching, was not the time to make a death threat.

So she had run as far away from him and her and the courtroom as she could for the moment. She had left so abruptly that she hadn't thought about how she had driven him to work that morning until she saw his stupid coat slug across the front passenger seat of her department issued SUV.

She gritted her teeth and considered accidentally misplacing it out the window as she drove over the Brooklyn Bridge but decided that she would play nice, at least for now.

As she pulled up outside her apartment, a thought occurred to her. She knew that she had to be the dumper instead of the dumpee but she hadn't realized how to go about it until then.

This incredibly gorgeous guy had just moved in on the floor above her last week. They had run into each other, literally. She had been locking her front door while he had carried too many boxes down the hall and didn't see her step out in front of him. They had collided, sending his boxes to the ground. She had helped him pick them up and carry them upstairs.

She knew he would be willing to help. He had just moved to New York from Montana or Ohio and knew nobody. She grinned at the thought and hurried upstairs to ask for his help.

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Casey had been waiting outside his office for about twenty minutes when she got the call from Davis.

"Hey." Casey answered, a little frustrated for having to wait.

"Hey." Davis replied, seeming surprised, "Where are you?"

"Waiting outside your office, where are you? We did have a meeting right?"

"Uh yeah, that's what I was calling about. Something came up and I am just now getting to call you. I figured you would be late anyway. Sorry you've been waiting."

Somehow she didn't think he sounded very sorry. "Well are you on your way?"

"Actually no, I need to reschedule. I have some other business things I have to deal with tonight. I figured you would cancel anyways, like you usually do."

"Fair enough." Casey rolled her eyes, she knew he wouldn't just let it go with breaking up. "But you were wrong, I am here. When did you want to reschedule for?"

"I'm not sure. I will call you. That meeting with your father isn't till next week, so sometime before then."

Frustrated, Casey agreed, "Fine, no guarantee I can make it then though."

"Right, I'm sure something will be more important." Davis sneered at her.

"Davis, we have had this conversation before. I am a cop, through and through. When I get called, I have to go. I'm sorry you couldn't accept that but that is the way it is."

"I know, I'm sorry I brought it up. I will call you next week to reschedule that appointment."

Casey sighed. What am I going to do now; the whole night off with nothing to do. I wonder what Walsh is doing. Her heart started to beat faster at the mere thought of him. Maybe I will stop by and see what he is doing.

She smiled to herself and walked out of the office building she had wasted the better part of 30 minutes in.

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This chapter is a little bit longer :) Hope you liked it... I will try to post more soon...