Burning Desire
By: Liv-x-Lex4Ever & E. Scribbles
Chapter 9: Waffles and Sharpies
When Olivia woke the next morning, she was alone in bed. She took a moment to realize, and as she was about to panic, she heard Casey's laugh come from the other room.
Olivia stretched as she stood from bed, walking into the other room, and saw Alex and Casey on the couch, both in a laughing fit. "What's going on?"
Casey grinned at Alex and they both burst into laughter again.
She rolled her eyes, walking into the kitchenette for fresh coffee then walked back out.
Casey was still giggling, and Alex grinned at Olivia. "We were just having a chat about you."
"Oh?" she asked, sitting on the coffee table, "and what's so entertaining about me?"
Alex glanced towards Casey, her smile widening. "Nothing, as such. Just sharing stories."
She sighed, finishing half her coffee and set it on the table beside her. Something...she was jealous, but she didn't know why. She stood and walked away into the bathroom and closed the door. Shedding her clothes and sling, she stepped into the bathtub and turned the water on.
She could hear Alex and Casey talking, but not their words, as she stood there. A short time later, there was a quiet knock on the door and Casey asked, "Liv, can I come in?"
She sighed. "Oh, I don't care. Do what you want."
Casey opened the door and hesitated a moment before limping in, shutting the door behind her. "What's the matter?"
Olivia shut the water off, but didn't move the shower curtain. "I...guess I'm a bit jealous, I don't know. I have no reason to be. Maybe I just expected to wake up with you curled around me." She sighed. "Stupid, isn't it?" she asked, grabbing the towel from the sink and drying her hair.
Casey didn't reply, and when Olivia glanced at her, she was biting her bottom lip, her eyes slowly roaming Olivia's body.
Olivia, seeing how Casey's eyes roamed through the translucent curtain, wrapped the towel around her waist. "Stupid, wasn't it?" she repeated.
She was attempting to deny Casey anything, but figured she might get an answer quicker if there was no distraction. With her good hand, she pulled back the curtain and stepped out, sitting on the closed toilet lid.
Casey nodded and then frowned. "Umm, what was the question?"
"How long have you been up? Without waking me?"
"A couple of hours. I did wake you, you said, quite loudly, 'Fuck off Elliot', so I decided to leave you to whatever amazing dream about Elliot you were having." Limping forward, Casey's fingers gently touched near the area of Olivia's bullet wound before reaching down to drop the towel.
She smiled, standing up, being careful of her shoulder, and wrapped both arms around her. She winced. "Damn that's stiff!"
"Is it that obvious?" Casey murmured, a smile on her face as she dropped a kiss to her shoulder.
"It really wasn't bad, until I moved it," she said through gritted teeth. "Casey, please hand me the damn sling. I should probably keep it out for a bit, but..."
Casey helped her into the sling, dropping kisses occasionally to bare skin.
Olivia smiled, managing to press her up against the wall for a steamy kiss afterwards. "Thank you." she whispered into her shoulder, "but can I have the towel back you grabbed and have been keeping from me?"
Casey gave a smile and shook her head. "Nope. I think I like you all wet." She tugged on a wet strand ok hair, then kissed the trail of moisture it caused down Olivia's neck.
Olivia moaned, keeping them pressed against the wall. "C-Casey, this is kinda...dangerous," she replied, her hand on the wall to keep her steady.
"Mmm-hmm, but I've spent the last two hours talking about you, and I was told what I did last night, so I figure I owe you...a bit of me time." Casey nipped her neck, then sucked it.
Olivia smiled, groaning as she felt her body tremble a tiny bit. "I wish my shoulder was better, cause damn, I'd love to just stay here while you succeed in fucking my mind senseless," she moaned, leaning into her.
Casey gave a low laugh, kissing her once more before raising the towel. "You know, when we actually do get around to having sex, we're probably just both going to explode."
She smiled. "Yeah, too much anticipation, but it'll feel like the most wonderful sensation and wwe probably won't want to stop. I'll want to kiss you again and again and again," she repeated, kissing her neck. "You'll be shaking so badly you won't be able to walk properly for an hour. And," she moved up to whisper in her ear, "it'll all be because of me."
"Get. Dressed. Before. I." Casey ended every word with a kiss before pausing, "Actually, not sure that's legal. You better get dressed. And I better leave."
She smirked, sitting back down and pulling on clothes as quickly as she could. "What's not legal?" she asked, pulling on a skimpy pair of panties - noticing Casey's breath hitch as she looked away - under a pair of slacks. Then she discarded her sling to pull on a bra - which Casey, nervously, hooked in the back - and shirt and donned the sling again.
"I'll tell you some other time when we're not like two old ladies sore all over, or else when we're sore all over for pleasant reasons." Casey gave a smile before opening the door.
"I like the second one better," Olivia replied as they made their way to the living room. "So, have you guys had breakfast yet?"
Casey limped back to the couch, lifting her leg and hissing at the pain it still caused.
Alex shook her head. "We were waiting for you. Cragen called, said there have been a lot of arrests overnight, and we need to sit tight and wait to make sure everyone is found before we go anywhere."
Olivia helped Casey rest her leg up on the table. "What about room service? I'm sure if I asked they could make it and have one of the guards bring it to be safe."
Alex sighed then nodded. "Ask them to bring something decent to watch or a game or something. I've had enough Paula Dean for a lifetime."
"So you don't want food?" Olivia asked, grabbing her phone from her jacket pocket.
"Just some plain toast or something." Alex offered. When Olivia turned to look at Casey, her eyes were travelling slowly up Olivia's legs. When she realized she was being watched, she smiled and mouthed an apology.
Olivia sighed, resting her hand on her arm. "I was gonna call Kathy to see what movies she had to borrow and Elliot to see it he could bring those and waffles. I can add toast, if you want."
Alex nodded, leafing through the gossip magazine she would refuse to admit she'd been reading with interest while they were in the bathroom.
Casey closed her eyes and rested her head on the back of the couch, glad she'd spoken to Olivia the night before as the stress that had been on her shoulders for weeks was now slowly ebbing away.
Elliot answered his phone after the first ring and began talking without Olivia even needing to speak. "God, am I bored. Cragen won't let me get involved. He says I'm too close. He's got me here filling out paperwork. I've been doing paperwork non-stop for the last 3 hours. And the fill-in they have for Casey keeps looking over my shoulder, when she's not drinking the last of the coffee. I never thought I would feel this way, but I miss you like crazy and I think I would probably kiss Casey if she appeared right now."
Olivia tried to interrupt several times, but Elliot had been sitting quietly for several hours, and continued to talk for a long time.
Casey raised an eyebrow questioningly, smiling when Olivia rolled her eyes. "Elliot. Seriously. I did call for a reason."
"Oh. Ah, yeah. Sorry,"
"All of us were wondering if you have any games or movies we could borrow for a bit. It's crazy how bored we are. I think I actually saw Alex flipping through a gossip magazine and you know her opinion on those. Also, would it be too much trouble to ask you to bring us waffles and...I think Alex just said she wanted toast."
"I'd do anything to get out of here. Are you sure you don't want anything else? The longer it takes me to get it, the better."
"Well, you could get something for yourself too and say you wanted to keep us company for a bit. Oh, while you're out, please go to Mercy and give my doctor this number. This sling is driving me crazy! I'm so stiff. I should have it off for a bit, but I don't know when or how long."
"Will do, partner. I'll call when I'm on my way."
As Olivia hung up, Casey gave a sigh, her finger brushing the skin that was showing between Olivia's shirt and pants. "I think that's the most I've ever heard him say at once."
"Well, can you blame him for being bored?" Alex asked.
"She speaks! I thought you were reading all about...who is it?" Casey leaned over to look in the magazine, and Olivia felt that stab of jealousy again as Alex smiled and pushed her away.
"Well, the cover has a huge picture of Alyssa Milano on it so..." Olivia said, causing Alex to set it on the table. "You know she was in a long-running TV show called Who's the Boss, right?"
Casey made a face, having rarely watched TV and rested back against the couch as Alex sat up straight. "If you must know, I was actually reading a very informative article."
Olivia rolled her eyes. "About a celebrity?"
"About gorillas."
"She was reading about Robin Williams," supplied Casey, receiving a light slap on the arm from Alex.
Olivia laughed. "Okay, so what about Robin Will—I mean gorillas was so intriguing?"
"I just happened to discover I quite liked them. Would either of my two little invalids like some coffee? I'm going to make coffee."
She moaned overenthusiastically. "Shoulder! So sore!"
Casey laughed and sat beside her, kissing her cheek. "Yeah, we'll take coffee," she said, wrapping her arms around her and cuddling into her side.
They sat silently for a few seconds, listening to Alex move around in the other room, before Casey lifted her head, resting her chin on Olivia's good shoulder. "I love you."
Olivia smiled, kissing her lightly on the lips. "I love you too. How's your ankle?" she asked, running her hand over the plaster.
"I feel like I've run a marathon on one leg, rolled my ankle about a million times, and have pins and needles, all at once. But no way am I taking any more of those pain meds...Unless we're alone." Casey gave a wink before lifting Olivia's arm over her head and lying herself along the couch, resting her head on her lap.
"Two won't make you delirious," she said, running her hand through her hair. "It's the recommended dosage. Are you sure you don't want any?"
"Mhm, your hand and your voice are all I need right now." Casey opened one eye to look up. "There's just a double entendre in everything I say these days. Your hand where it is."
She looked over. "It's just on your ankle. I don't want to make that kind of move right now. Casey, I was wondering, what do you say to a second date?"
"Yeah well maybe you don't want to, but I'm kinda irresistible." Casey raised her leg a little, and gave a wink, not answering the question.
Olivia sighed. With her good arm supporting Casey's back, she lifted her slightly until she felt Casey's arms come around her neck. "So?" she asked, knowing it would probably lead to more.
Casey kissed the edge of her mouth before answering. "Not sure about a second date, but lock me in for the 5th one. And the 6th. I have a feeling they're going to be good ones."
Olivia nodded, kissing her hard on the lips, feeling Casey moan as her tongue entered her mouth and caressed every inch. Hesitantly, she pulled back, sighing. "I really wish I could do what I'm thinking about right now," she whispered into her ear. "Lay you on a bed, my hands running all over your body as I slowly stripped you, kissing every inch as the clothes came off," she said, kissing her neck. "What do you think?"
"I think...I feel like a horny 15 year old and pretty soon I'm probably going to start openly masturbating."
Alex, walking back into the room, stopped dead, still not used to Casey's humor.
"Casey! Oh my God!" Olivia said, laughing. "Don't mention that around Alex she'll come in beet red!"
Alex, blushing, asked in a stammering voice. "Has she had too many pills again?"
Olivia shook her head. "Not one. It's from me, sorry!"
"Right uh. Well, ah, here's your, umm, coffee. TV? Let's put the TV on." Alex put their coffee in front of them before switching on the TV. Casey made an 'oops' face at Olivia before moving from her arms to rest her head on her lap once more.
"Uh, yeah," Olivia said, taking a sip. "Take a nap, Case. I'll wake you when Elliot gets here."
Casey was asleep almost instantly as Olivia stroked her forehead. Alex sat awkwardly with her back to them.
Olivia sighed. "I feel like I should apologize for her earlier comment. No matter how hot it was," she finished under her breath.
"She certainly ah...has a strange sense of humor."
She shook her head. "Yeah, she does, but it's one if the things I love about her," she replied as she heard a knock on the door. She went to get up, but Alex beat her to it.
Thankful to have an excuse to end the conversation, she reached the door with lightening speed. "Who is it?"
"Elliot," he replied.
She opened the door a little, then wider, to let him in. "I'm so glad to see you. How are you?"
He yawned. "I've felt better. Bored as hell at work," he said, setting everything on the table.
Olivia ran a hand along Casey's face. "Casey, Elliot's here with food."
She moaned weakly.
Olivia rested her hand on her ankle. "Do you need your meds?"
"Oh god. Don't look." Alex said quietly to Elliot who frowned.
"Why?"
Casey moved a little and flinched, accepting them silently and swallowing them before opening her eyes.
Olivia helped her sit up. "Wanna sit a bit?"
Casey just rubbed her face sleepily.
Elliot gave a wide grin and sat in front of her. "Can I sign your cast?"
She frowned. "Stop looking so...happy. It's weird."
Olivia smiled, whispering in her ear. "The fill-in for you has been looking over his shoulder non-stop, so he's much happier to see you than usual. Give him this."
"Ok, just...gentle."
Elliot nodded, pulling out a mini Sharpie he'd obviously found for that purpose.
"And if it's something rude, leave the pen behind so I can draw something over it."
He nodded, signing it. Olivia laughed as she read aloud. "'Better come back soon or I might not be there, Elliot.' Is the new ADA really that bad?"
"Worse. She's like Casey on her first day, but every day, all the time. She calls be El like she knows me, then calls Kathy something random like Joanne, asks how my triplets are doing. Stands over my shoulder all the time to check my work, and worst of all, she never, ever spills coffee, so she smells like perfume instead of like freshly ground Brazilian beans."
Olivia grinned. "Well, let's just hope this gets resolved quickly then...she is a temp, right? Donnelly's not canning Casey for her involvement?" she asked. The thought had never really occurred until now.
Casey paled at the thought and no one spoke.
Olivia looked to Alex. "You don't think...? She wasn't doing it to hurt anybody," Olivia defended as Casey's arms wrapped around her. "Family is family, no matter what," she said, wrapping an arm around Casey.
Alex gave a small shrug. "She withheld evidence...I-"
Elliot stood. "I'll call Cragen, see if I can find anything out." He walked towards the bedroom, phone in hand.
Olivia wrapped her arm tighter around Casey. "Don't worry. We'll figure it out. But Alex, if she held onto it for her own safety is there anything in that?"
She went to answer, then saw the look in Olivia's eyes and changed her reply. "Yes. I'm certain that will help."
Olivia gave her a 'I know you're lying' look, but decided to hold her tongue in front of Casey who was shaking. "Come here, sit in my lap. Arms around me, head on my bad shoulder. I'll survive," she replied when Casey was about to protest.
Casey did as she said, but instead of resting her head on her shoulder, tucked it under chin, the sound of Olivia's steady heartbeat calming her own.
Olivia wrapped her arm around her, rubbing her back. "No matter what, I won't stop loving you or wanting you with me, okay?" she whispered.
Casey stayed silent and still until Elliot walked back in a few minutes later. Olivia felt her breathing quicken as Elliot looked slightly uncomfortable. "Ah, good news or bad first?"
Olivia sighed, holding on to her tighter. "How bad is bad?"
"For Casey, not so bad, for the rest of us..."
"Just say it!"
"Unofficially, Cragen says Donnelly hates the new girl and has apparently been looking for ways to get rid of her already. She wants Casey back and she's prepared to fight for her. For the rest of you, you're going to be stuck here longer than they thought. A few guys have gone on the run. Seems we have a tail on them, but that's all Cragen knows at the moment. He says to apologize, but they're going as fast as they can with less manpower than usual."
"Well, that's great news. So was that the good news?" Alex asked. "Or is there more?"
"I'm stuck on desk duty until this is over, while you guys get to order room service."
"Speaking of that, let's eat before it gets cold." Olivia turned to Elliot. "Would you care to stay?"
"You're kidding, right?" He sat down between her and Alex, pulling the food towards them. "I've got toast, waffles, pop tarts, hash browns, bacon...Kathy says hi, by the way."
Olivia smiled. "Good. Tell her we say hi." She winced as she hit her shoulder wrong. "Please tell me the doctor said something and if you forgot Alex will hit you." She looked at her, who looked over and gave a thumbs up.
"He said take it out of the sling and rotate it gently every couple of hours. He thinks that should get rid of the stiffness. And he gave me some anti-inflammatory meds for you. They're in the bag."
She smiled, slipping it off and to the floor. Gingerly, she rotated it. "Ow! Ow, ow! But it kinda feels better."
Alex tucked into her toast, and Elliot started on the waffles, but Casey lay on the other side of Olivia, tucking her feet under Olivia's leg, and closed her eyes again.
Olivia looked over. "I can help you back into bed if you'd rather sleep for a bit?"
Thinking hard, but trying not to think, Casey didn't reply, she just sighed.
A couple of hours later, Casey began to wake. Groggy from her meds, she couldn't quite remember where she was. Was Olivia here? She couldn't feel her, she couldn't see her.
Suddenly a male voice cut through the fog, "I'm not killing it. You kill it."
Fear bubbled up into her throat, but all she could manage was a tiny sound as she curled her body up protectively, her heart racing. "Leave me alone! Get away from me!"
Olivia jumped, surprised by the outburst, turning she pulled Casey into her arms who was fighting her all the way. "Casey," she said softly, but she still struggled hard to get away. "Casey, it's me! Will you two quit arguing and help me? If she hits her ankle on anything, she's gonna wake in a lot of pain!"
As Elliot approached and spoke, it only sent her into more panic, and she fought Olivia harder. "Get off me! Please! Get off me!" She called out Olivia's name, pleading for her help.
She looked at him. "Don't move and do not speak. Alex, come help me."
He looked at her oddly.
"Flashbacks," Olivia replied.
He nodded.
Alex approached hesitantly, and silently did what Olivia asked. Elliot stood in the doorway.
"Casey," Olivia whispered, "Casey, it's Olivia and Alex. You're okay, sweetie. Nobody can hurt you anymore."
Her struggling ceased, but her tears flowed more.
It took several minutes for her to open her eyes, and then they darted around the room.
Olivia turned on the bedroom light, sitting next to her on the bed. "You're safe," she said wrapping her arms around her. "It was Elliot that you probably heard."
Casey let out a shaking breath, her eyes still roaming the room to make sure there was no hidden evil anywhere.
Elliot noticed how her eyes wandered to every possible spot someone could hide. He looked to Olivia, who nodded. "Do you want to secure the room, Casey? Would you feel better?" he asked gently walking in slowly. "I'll do it for you."
She momentarily seized up at the sound of his voice, but then recognizing him, gave a nod.
Elliot pulled open the closet. "Nothing." Under the bed. "No one." Then he searched the bathroom and walked back out. "Empty."
Casey looked towards Alex, then Olivia, and when they both gave confirming nods, she gave a hoarse, "Sorry."
"It's okay. Flashbacks are," Olivia swallowed, "common for..."
Elliot motioned to Alex, leading her from the room.
When they'd gone, Casey asked softly, "Do they ever stop?"
Olivia sighed. "With time and acceptance," she hugged her tightly, "and someone you can talk to and go slowly with, they should. But I don't believe anyone ever truly forgets what happened. I'll do everything I can to help you. I've seen hundreds – thousands – of cases. The thing that helps most is to talk about it, no matter how painful it is."
Casey nodded, then looked up at Olivia with a small smile, repeating her words from earlier in the day. "I love you."
Olivia smiled back, feeling Casey snuggle into her side. "I love you too. Do you want to sleep some more?"
She shook her head. "Can we just sit here for a while?"
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