AN: I thought this was cute.
Casey stood in the middle of her apartment.
The feeling of being alone and the combined hurt in Abbie's eyes, pushed her over the edge. Her tears came down like a waterfall. Why was she so willing to listen to what Alex had to say? Alex made her mistake and now the remnants of her relationship with Alex haunt her to the point that she drove away a loving person. Abbie did not deserve her. Abbie deserves someone is loving and grateful for what they have.
Soon enough Casey realized that she was only crying because she fell in love with Abbie.
No, she had to assure herself that she was not only feeling these feelings because Abbie admitted that she loved her. It caused Casey to tear even more. Abbie is willing to give her space with Alex…If that was not love. Casey did not know what was.
She sat down in her chair conjuring up ways to ask Abbie to become hers. It was what she wanted now. Alex cannot control her any longer. As hard as it is to let Alex go, she has to, at least until she hears what Alex has to say.
Something lingered in her head. Something Abbie said, "Alex…doesn't care about anyone but herself…Fuck…She would ruin a date…" What did Abbie mean by that? The only date she has ever gone on with Abbie was this one. It was ruined by her boss…How could Alex have anything to do with that?
That did not matter right now, what mattered was Abbie. She decided to pull out her phone and called to see if Abbie arrived home safely. Obviously, that was going to be her cover story, what she really wanted to hear was Abbie's voice.
Casey dialed the number and placed the phone to her ear. The phone only rang, and went straight to voicemail. "You have reached ADA Abigail Carmichael. I am not by the phone right this moment, but if you leave your name and number, I would love to call you back. Bye." Casey smiled at Abbie's voice on the phone. Her voice was so soothing that Casey stayed on the phone and recorded a voicemail of nothing-ness.
Abbie arrived home distraught and tired. She did not want to deal with anything tonight.
"How was your date, Sis?" Her brother smiled from the kitchen.
She put her hand up and walked into her room, shutting herself off, not only from her brother, but also to the world.
How can she be so stupid? She just threw herself out there. She let her heart become a toy that Casey and even Alex could play with. She is an adult that should know where her boundaries are and she obviously did not know where they laid until tonight. Until, her heart broke.
Casey must be stupid to try to get back with Alex. Any idiot would avoid that poison once it comes three yards close to you. She thought.
Tears began to form in her eyes, Carmichaels do not cry! Carmichaels do not cry! She repeated to herself. The phrase coming from her late father, a man she admired the most. He would have looked down on her. What father would like to see his daughter's heart being played with? Not hers. Her father was stern yet loving. He taught her a great deal of things that she would use in and outside the courtroom.
She has not lost a case yet. Her demeanor in court is strong, relentless, powerful, but when it comes to relationships she places all her cards on the table…allowing people to see her vulnerabilities. She curled herself in bed and cried silently. She endured the pain of heartache and was nearly lulled to sleep when her phone rang. She quickly grabbed it and read the caller id. Casey. She contemplated picking the phone up and letting it go straight to voicemail. She did not want pain upon herself. She quietly placed the phone on the night stand and laid her head back down.
Alex started for home. She realized what Abbie told her was true. Was she selfish? Did she only think about herself? The answers to those questions frightened her. Did she push away Casey? Yes, but she is trying to fix it. It seemed, the harder she tries to get Casey, the farther away she is from achieving that goal.
She entered her almost vacant apartment. Only items that were not packed were her bed, a photo of Casey and her on the wall, and pot to make food, but lately she has been going out to eat.
Her face turned ruby red as she remembered the events of the other day.
"Alex!" Her father yelled as she came through the door. "Hey, sweetie…I have the engagement ring. You want to see it? Casey will love it. It reminds me so much of her." He quickly took out the box before Alex protested.
Inside the box was a diamond-crested engagement ring the middle stone was an emerald, the color of Casey's eyes. Her dad handed it to her. "So when do you think you are going to ask her? I want to be there…Unless you want it to be magical…and private." He winked at his daughter whose expression has not changed since she entered the home.
She shut the box and inhaled, "Dad…Casey and I are… separated." She looked away from her father. She knew that this ring must have cost him a fortune.
"Did she…cheat on you?" Her dad asked hesitantly. He placed the box on the table.
Alex grew red. Her parents practically yelled at her the last time she pulled this on Casey. She could not tell them. Casey was right. Her parents would look at her with disgust.
She shook her head.
She quickly grabbed her bag, headed straight for the door, and drove away. Sobbing profusely, she came home and noticed twenty missed calls from her mother and father.
Why was she a screw up in relationships? She knew the answer to that already. She vowed that she will fight for Casey and that she will.
Abbie entered her office to start work, coffee in hand. She sat at her desk pulled out several cases homicide left for her.
Serena stealthily entered her office without Abbie noticing. "Hey! Abbie." Serena smiled.
Startled, Abbie threw the coffee and it landed all over her clothes. "Shit Serena…Eww…now I'm sticky and icky…You should be glad that it wasn't hot! I would have killed you." Abbie grabbed a couple of papers and patted down her drenched clothes. "What do you want?" Abbie asked rather harshly, yelling in the process.
This was not a great morning. She tripped over her shoes, her assistant was replaced, everything is everywhere, and if her day could not get any better…she now smells like coffee.
Serena has never seen this side of Abbie. Something is seriously bothering her, she thought. Cautiously, she started to speak. "You told me to come here today so we can go to the luncheon with the mayor…"
"Shit…Fuck! How did I forget? This stupid assistant can do anything right? How am I going to go now? I smell like fucking coffee-"
A blonde hair woman knocked on the door, "You have someone for you on line one."
She angrily picked up the phone. "Carmichael."
No answer.
"Listen…call my office one more time! I will have all of NYPD and the S.W.A.T. team on your ass!" She screamed.
"Abbie, I don't think…"
"You don't think what? Look, I do not want to go to that luncheon. Ok! I just need to breathe… Leave my office. Shut the door while you are out!" Her nostrils inflamed.
Serena absentmindedly followed Abbie's directions, maybe out of shock.
Serena was going to find the underlying cause of this. However, it did not take much time to, because the problem was striding towards her.
One glance at Serena told her something was wrong. "Why do you look like you saw a ghost?" Casey joked.
Obviously some of Abbie's anger spread to Serena. "Casey Novak! You tell me what you did to Abbie! Right now!" She whispered for the decency of the people around.
"I…I…She told me she loved me…" Casey began. She was a little hesitant, to what she was going to say next. "Alex…she wants me to be happy with Alex…"
"What? You want to be with Alex?" Serena whispered.
"No…That's why I came here for…to tell her I love her too." Casey smiled.
"Really?" Serena suddenly became a giddy…then she frowned. "Don't go in there…she's had a bad day." Serena tells Casey.
"It's ok…I can make it a great day." Casey smiled and held out the hand she has been hiding behind her back, revealing flowers and an I am sorry balloon, with an added but I Love You, too, in permanent marker.
She walked off with a mission. She knocked on Abbie's door.
"No one is here." Abbie yelled at the door.
"Abbie…it's me…Casey." Casey hesitantly spoke.
"I don't do walk-in's." She answered ignoring what Casey told her.
Casey opened the door and her mouth dropped. Abbie was in a see-through bra and lacey black panties. "Fuck…Casey! Shut the door and lock it." Abbie told her as she was trying to put back on the clothes she took off.
"Don't put those on…You look stunning as you are." Casey told her.
Abbie somehow started blushing and thanked God that she was not turned towards Casey. "What do you want Casey?" She asked in a welcoming tone. She could not bring herself to yell at Casey for some odd reason.
"I want to give you these." Casey gave her the flowers and the balloon as Abbie turned around.
Abbie read the balloon but her expression was unchanged. She was quiet for a moment.
Casey decided she should probably say it with her own voice.
She grabbed Abbie and pulled her in as close as she could. "I love you, too." Casey's overpowering feeling came into play as she tilted her head slowly and planted a gentle kiss on Abbie's lips. The sensations tingled through their bodies letting them know this was real…what they have is real.
AN: What do you think? Abbie? Alex? Casey?