Disclaimer: Still ain't mine. Once again, thanks to everyone who's added this story to their favorite/update lists (and me to their authors.) I'm glad you're still on this ride with me and seem to be enjoying it :)

A/N 1: This chapter is a little shorter, which there is a reason for so make sure to read the second author's note at the bottom :)

Casey sighed, scanning over the printout in her hand yet again, before running a hand through her red hair. "How in Hell did we miss that?" She asked out loud, the question rhetorical though Alex answered anyway.

"I think that's the million dollar question."

Casey turned her gaze to Alex, "Do you think they know . . . . I mean about all this?" It was shocking to Casey that Kim had somehow managed to keep all this quiet, or at least quiet to a point –as Elliot appeared to know something.

"Probably not all of it, but I'd have to say yes –at least about the separation. Even if they don't know the specifics surrounding it, Kim or her ex did a damn fine job of keeping it as quiet as possible." Alex replied. Casey shook her head, to which Alex gave her a slightly curious look.

"I can't see her even divulging that much. Even if it was kept quiet . . . the backlash among her peers, friends . . . something like that doesn't just go away."

Casey's gaze had lowered, her voice nothing more than a soft whisper. Alex exhaled softly, realizing that in at least one respect, both she and Casey shared a connection with Kim –loss. For her, the old scars of the hit that had changed her life had long ago begun to heal, and though she knew they would never completely fade; she realized Casey's were still wide open. She shook her head softly, clearing the memories and guilt swirling around her as Casey spoke again.

"I'm not saying I condone what she did, especially when I could be accused of the same thing with the stunt that cost me my job, but of all people you and I understand why she did it." Casey paused then added quietly. "The better question is how do we make her see the truth? That if she stays on the path she's been on, the squad will never trust her."

Alex sighed, taking in what Casey had just said before answering. "The same way the squad did for us."

Casey smirked softly. "And how do you suggest we do that? There's no way she's coming near us of her own free will, what are we gonna do, hit her over the head with a couple of tire irons, kidnap her and force her to listen to us?"

Alex shrugged, as if actually contemplating the idea. "There's that . . . or have someone force her to." Casey recognized the tiny sparkle in Alex's blue eyes and shook her head simply stating,

"Elizabeth."

"Elizabeth." Alex agreed, already picking up her phone.

If anyone could get Kim to listen to them, both knew it would be Elizabeth Donnelly. After all, it wasn't too long ago that both of them had answered to her, and even after she'd become a judge still looked to her for guidance. Alex waited as the phone rang, once, twice and finally on the third ring heard Elizabeth's voice.

"Liz its Alex," She greeted.

"Well, considering I haven't heard from you in awhile . . . . I'm betting something's up." Donnelly replied.

Alex gave a soft knowing chuckle, "Yeah, about that, I need a little favor . . ."

A/N 2: Ok the reason I cut this one a little short is . . . I want your opinion on what I'll be doing next. The two things I know for sure are: Alex and Casey will be meeting face to face with Kim and I'm planning to use some of the backstory for her given by NBC. So what I want to know is, do you guys want to see them call her out and break her (as most don't seem to like Kim.) Or do you want them to actually make you care about her i.e. make her human (since the writer's have yet too.)

Crazy I know, but leave me your thoughts. And what you thought of this chapter as well :)