A/N: Thank my muse for this, your amazing hon! Thanks for the inspiration for this chapter. It's short, but it's an update. :)

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July 26, 2001

"Hey!" Abbie yelled across the restaurant. "Over here Case."

Casey walked slowly over to her sister. "Why did you call me here? I'm really busy Abbie." Casey barked as she sat down and looked at her menu.

Abbie watched her. She had enough of her being depressed. With Trevor being the defense attorney and constantly going up against Casey in court, she was slowly spiraling deeper into depression. He made her life her in and out of the courtroom a living hell. Before, Casey was able to put up with his brand of arrogance, brush it off and not give it a second thought. But now, she would appear alright and calm in court, but would break down the second she reached her office. Abbie was done seeing Casey like this, she had to move on.

"He still doesn't believe you?" Abbie asked as she took Casey's hand from across the table.

"No, things are just getting worse.." Casey's eyes began to water. "Abbie he personally makes my life hell. He gets a sick sense of pleasure from screwing my cases to the ground."

"Case-"

"No, Abbie. I tried to tell him I was raped, he didn't listen." Casey was crying now, trying her hardest to not get attention from the tables around her. "I fucking had proof Abbie."

"Casey.." Abbie said softly as she got up and hugged her. Casey reported it and faced the courts. She had done everything right and Charlie was convicted. Psycho boy didn't even mention he was suffering from a schizophrenic attack. He admitted he raped Casey and the evidence proved both of their statements to be true. But, Trevor still couldn't get past it. He refused to believe Casey's innocence and kept his distance from her. This, pissed Abbie off to the highest degree. How dare that asshole not take Casey back? Casey didn't lie. Trevor was a fucking moron and tool in Abbie's eyes. Casey wasted ten years with the douchebag and wasn't taking the break up lightly. "Come with me." She whispered into Casey's ear.

They both stood up and made there way to the exit, the eyes of everyone in the restaurant burning into their backs like daggers. As they started to walk away in silence, an idea popped into Casey's head.

"Hey Abbs? When you worked sex crimes, how did you, um.." Casey didn't know how to say it with emotion, she decided to just say it as blunt as possible. "How did you get through cases like mine?"

Abbie was trying to think of a way to describe it. She got an idea and pulled Casey towards the direction of Central Park.

"Sis?" Casey said in a small voice.

"Honey, it will be okay. I promise." Abbie assured her. "It just takes time. Maybe some counseling. You could talk to a man I used to work with when I was at the 1-6. He specializes in rape trauma."

"No, I don't want to." Casey said defensively.

Once they reached the swing set, Abbie dragged Casey to a swing, threw both of their briefcases on the ground, and pushed the redhead down on it. Casey looked stunned as she almost fell backwards. Abbie had never pushed her with so much force. Abbie looked down at her sister's expression and raised here eyebrow. "What the hell?" Casey yelled.

"Tough love." Abbie stated and shrugged her shoulders.

"Why?" Casey asked with fresh tears in her eyes.

"I'm sick of you mourning over your divorce." Abbie said as she sat on the swing next to Casey's. "You need to move on."

"Abbie-" Casey began.

"Casey, stop." Abbie told her as she held up her hand. Casey immediately stopped talking and dropped her hands onto her lap. Abbie sighed and continued. "I know this is hard. But the trial is over Casey. You got the justice you deserved. Charlie is in prison and isn't getting out any time soon." She glanced at the redhead and took a deep breath. "The divorce was finalized. It's all over Case. It's time to begin the recovery stage."

"I don't know how." Casey admitted.

"I will help you." Abbie jumped off her swing and held out her hand to Casey. Once Casey was up, she wrapped her arms tightly around the redhead. "I will always help you." Abbie whispered in Casey's ear. "I love you sis."

"I know." Casey whispered back as she embraced Abbie. "I love you too."

After a few minutes, Abbie broke their embrace. She looked at her watch and picked up both discarded briefcases off the ground and handed Casey hers. "I hate to cut our lovefest short, but we both have court."

Casey nodded and accepted her briefcase. "Okay." She smiled at Abbie.

"You going against douchebag today?" Abbie asked as they walking away.

"Oh hell yeah." Casey responded happily.

"And what are you going to do when you see him?" Abbie asked enthusiastically.

"I'm going to make the asshole cry." Casey replied smiling.

"That's my girl!" Abbie lightly kissed Casey's lips. "I knew I would get you back!"

Casey smiled and continued to walk with Abbie, feeling as if the weight of the world was finally lifted off her shoulders.

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