Yearning
By: Liv-x-Case-Benson & dcmasters
Ch. 4: Maybe Not Quite Paradise
As soon as they were out of the precinct, Elliot smiled at Olivia. "You going to pop the question, then?"
"Yes, sometime," Olivia said, smiling. "I will anyway, but I want to wait until she's a little farther along, you know, so nothing jinxes it."
"Sensible. I don't think I've ever seen you this happy."
"Yeah, it's rare," she said.
Two and a half months later, at noon, the detective knocked on Casey's office door with dinner. She was pulling a few late nights with a case she couldn't pass off because she was so deep in it.
"Mmm hi," Casey smiled, "it's nice to see you."
Olivia walked in, setting food on Casey's desk, sitting in the client's chair.
Casey moved around to sit in her lap. "We've missed you," she said, kissing Olivia deeply.
Olivia held her gently. "I've missed you too," she said. "How've you been feeling?"
"The sickness has gone, so I'm just a bit tired. Other than that, great," Casey smiled, placing Olivia's hand on her stomach.
The detective smiled. "You're so cute."
"What makes you say that?"
"Just because you are," she said, kissing her neck.
Casey grinned. "I love you, detective," she replied, moaning softly,
"I love you too, counselor," she said, kissing her softly.
Casey returned the kiss gently. "What have you got us for dinner then?"
"Just Italian...noodles."
"Exactly what we've been waiting for all day," Casey smiled, "you know me so well."
Olivia smiled, opening the container and handing Casey a fork as she took the other.
"This case is doing my head in. I'm going to lose," Casey sighed as she ate.
Olivia held her gently. "Just try you best. You can't always win."
"I suppose so. How's work?"
"Same. Chase a perp, help a victim, put the scum away," she said with a sigh.
"You sound bored, beautiful," Casey said, stroking a strand of hair from her face.
Olivia nodded. "Maybe a bit. It's a great feeling to help and put them away, but sometimes I just want to forget about it."
"Well, that's what you have us for," Casey smiled, kissing her cheek
The detective smiled, holding her tighter. "Yeah," she said, yawning.
"I can call it a night and you can take us both home."
Olivia nodded. "Please. I'm exhausted and could use a good rest."
Casey quickly packed up her things, locking the filing cabinet then followed Olivia down to the car.
When they got in, Casey turned the bed down for Olivia and helped her change before getting in beside her, pulling her close. "Come on, sleep now."
Olivia smiled, sighing. "Thank you."
"What for?" Casey asked, kissing her forehead, placing Olivia's hand on her stomach as they always slept now.
Olivia rubbed Casey's stomach. "For taking care of me this time. I love you."
"I'll always take care of you. I love you too," she whispered, stroking Olivia's back until she fell asleep, drifting off herself shortly after.
Olivia held Casey tightly through the night, not even waking until she noticed the absence of her warm body. Looking for her, sounds issued from the bathroom.
Casey threw up somewhat violently compared to her other mornings. She felt horrible.
Olivia walked in quietly, getting Casey a glass of water and a cold cloth, sitting behind Casey and rubbing her back.
"Looks like I spoke too soon," she said, pressing the cloth to the back of her neck as she sipped the water.
Olivia held the rag to Casey's neck, dabbing. "Drink, baby. I've got you."
"Ugh. I've got arraignment in two hours," she sighed, continuing to drink the water.
"Honey, if you're this sick you shouldn't do that," Olivia said.
"Will you call Branch?" Casey asked.
Olivia nodded, walking out and calling, Branch telling Casey to take a few days and saying he'd give the notes to another ADA. The detective resumed her spot. "You've got a few days."
"Thank you. Can you help me up?"
The detective nodded, helping her up and into bed, tucking her in before getting dressed for work.
"Text me at lunch and make sure I'm awake and have eaten or I'll feel worse."
"How about I just bring you lunch?"
"Perfect," Casey smiled, kissing her softly, "I love you so much."
Olivia pulled her jacket on, phone in her pocket, kissing her. "I love you too."
Casey fell asleep shortly after Olivia left, but she woke at one, worried. Olivia usually dropped her lunch of at 12. Thinking no more of it other than she must have got wrapped up in a case, she got dressed and went to fetch herself something to eat. Casey pulled out some papers, turning on the news as she ate.
Olivia was filling out some paperwork, when, suddenly, she was gripping her bleeding shoulder and diving behind her desk. "What...the hell?!" she said through gritted teeth.
"Get in there!" an angry voice shouted, indicating towards the crib.
Olivia stood, gun at her back, marching upstairs, never looking at anyone else. Though with her shoulder bleeding it wasn't easy to move, taking the steps slowly, getting up into the crib. "What do you want?" she asked, clutching her wound.
"I want you to get my brother off that murder charge, and if you even try and escape or shoot me, I will make a call to have a very pretty pregnant attorney shot."
Steadying her breath, she stood. "..Ok, ok..." she said.
"Sit down!" he shouted, locking the door.
Olivia nodded, sitting on the bed, tearing a sheet into strips and wrapping her shoulder. "Th-this is Detective Benson... I need...the...DA's office please!"
"...And in breaking news, the local Special Victims Unit has been evacuated following a shooting. It's is understood one of their female officers is being held hostage..." Casey looked up, her face paling. She quickly stood, grabbing her car keys, and driving down to the precinct. When she approached the cordon she attempted to duck under it but was stopped by officers. "You have to let me through. That's my partner in there!"
Elliot ran over. "Casey!"
"Elliot! What's happening? Is she ok?"
Eliot ushered her back a bit. "I don't know what's going on, but the guy looked like the brother of your last case. Liv was...shot in the shoulder. A silent, unexpected shot. My guess is, he wants a deal."
"Then I'll call the DA and get him a deal!"
"But we're not sure if that's what he wants! It's only our best guess. Even if you could, what guarantee do we have that he'll let her go?"
"I can at least try and see if they've had a call. I can't just do nothing."
Elliot ushered her back to where the squad was. "Make your call."
"It's Casey, has Liv called?" she said in a hurry to Branch.
He nodded. "Yes, she did and she didn't sound well. Very pained and there was a man shouting in the background. We'll make sure we get her out. I've talked to Cragen. I don't like to make a bad example of this office, ever, but now there's no choice. Don't worry."
"Ok," Casey replied, hanging up, turning back to speak to Elliot, "She called apparently she didn't sound well."
He nodded. "I'm not surprised."
Casey stroked her stomach, as she paced. "How bad was she bleeding?"
"Her shoulder."
As Casey went to speak again a series of shots rang out and Casey rushed towards the cordon again. "Liv!" she screamed.
Elliot held her back. "Casey No!"
She struggled against him, tears rolling down her cheeks.
Yes, two in a night! I wanted to pick up the pace. What do you think? More coming soon!
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