May 5th,2007
So let's see...the host of my baby shower never came back to the shower. What the hell? So Olivia helped clean up Casey's office, drove me home, and helped me bringing the presents in the apartment. And even when I came home, Casey wasn't there.
Well, it's almost 1 in the morning, and she's still not home...
What gives?
Danielle didn't wake up until close to noon the next day. She looked at the clock and stretched out on her bed. Then she got up, put her slippers on her feet, and left the room.
Usually, she would find Casey in the kitchen working on a case or eating lunch, but Danielle didn't see her in the kitchen or the connecting living room.
"Casey?"
She walked back into the hallway and knew that she wasn't in the bathroom or Danielle's room. Casey's door was closed, so Danielle opened it and saw Casey lying down on her bed.
"Casey?"
Danielle walked in, and when she walked closer to Casey's bed, she saw a few alcoholic bottles that were empty. She got on the bed, sat next to her sister, and started to panic.
"Casey!?"
She put her index and middle fingers on Casey's neck. Danielle realized that she was either passed out or she was sleeping: it was unusual for Casey to do any of those things. Casey rarely drank, and she never slept in this late.
Danielle walked out of Casey's bedroom and closed the door. As she walked out of the hallway, she decided to do a little snooping since she didn't understand Casey's behavior. Danielle went in the living room, sat down on the couch and put her sister's work bag on her lap. She started looking for anything that could explain why Casey was this way, but all she could find was folders that had case information.
Suddenly, something fell at Danielle's feet. She picked up Casey's cell phone and started looking through the calls. Most of the calls were from Danielle, the DA's office, or from everyone in SVU. Danielle did notice an unfamiliar number from yesterday at the same time Casey went out to the office to answer her phone. Danielle got up, went to Casey's laptop, and searched for the number. When she found out about the number, she got up quickly and ran to take a shower.
May 6th, 2007
I knew that something horrible happened. That number was from the morgue! So I decided to leave and go there. I didn't know what to say, so I said that my husband was missing and I needed to find him. The woman listed a few guys, and then when she said the name "Charlie", I literally jumped. The woman asked if I was all right, and I said that I was.
But geez, no wonder Casey is depressed. Charlie's dead. The woman told me that he was hit by a bus, and that he had Casey's business card on him. I knew that this would hit Casey really hard. I knew it...the question now is: what should I do?
Casey rarely got up since she found out that her ex-fiance was dead. How else was she supposed to react? She loved him, even though it didn't work out like she wanted it to. If he didn't get mentally ill and attack her, she would have been married and possibly have a kid already: Danielle would have been an aunt. Casey cried at the fact that Charlie was gone, and the thought of him made her cry. When she got enough strength, she slowly got up from her bed. When she reached her face, she felt a sticky note on her forehead. Casey took the sticky note off and read it:
"Case,
When you get up (if you ever get up), come visit me out in the living room. Thanks, love you.
-Danielle"
"I can't believe this" Casey grumbled as she got up and tried to throw the note in the trash. The note missed the trash, but she didn't care. She walked out of the room and out of the hallway.
When Danielle heard footsteps, she turned around to see Casey in a miserable state. Casey's hair was all over the place, and her sister was still wearing the same white tank top, grey shorts, and her softball slippers. Normally Danielle would laugh at this site, except she knew how miserable Casey was.
"You wrote a note on my head" Casey said quietly as she sat down next to Danielle on the couch.
"I know."
"Why did you write a note on my head?"
"Because I miss my sister" Danielle said "You've been in your room for almost a week. Your boss keeps on calling. I figured that I'd send you the message."
Casey weakly smiled as she tried to be comfortable on the couch. Danielle has never seen Casey so miserable in her life, even when she was struggling with her eating disorder. That didn't even compare at this point.
"Case, I know what happened. I know that Charlie is dead."
Casey looked at her sister with sad eyes.
"How did you know?"
"I did some snooping" Danielle said "You know me; I'm the younger sister who disregards privacy."
"I see..."
"Casey, you know I'm here for you right?"
"I know. It's just...he meant so much."
"I know that, Case..."
"Can you make me a sand-which?"
Danielle couldn't help but smile.
"Charlie died, I'm trying to help you and you ask me to make a sand-which?"
"Well, you can help me by making a sand-which. I'm so hungry."
Danielle started to chuckle to herself as she walked into the kitchen and started making Casey's sand-which.
June 9th, 2007
I graduated yesterday! Yes! New York Law School, here I come!
I decided on giving up my baby for adoption. Casey was shocked when I told her, but she said that it was my decision. I found a nice family that my baby will have a good 18 years of her life in. I wonder if, 18 years from now, this baby will be looking for her mother. That would be nice; I would love that to happen. I mean, I don't want to put her up to adoption, but I have to go to law school and I wouldn't have the time or money for my little girl. I can't think of a name yet, but I have another month or two to figure it out. Casey wanted to call her something ridiculous, and I couldn't help but laugh and tell her to just be quiet.
Speaking of Casey, she seems to be over Charlie and his death. I didn't expect her to get over it so quickly, or maybe she's hiding all her feelings about his death inside. I really hope it's the second one.
Well, I just got back from the Graduation Party for our school and I need sleep. I love sleep.