A/N: I'm sorry guys, I just like to tease a bit ^^ I'm not gonna tell what she decided yet. You can speculate a little longer. :) Enjoy this one today!

Two weeks later..

It's Friday night and Casey and Alex are on the plane to California. They're gonna visit Casey's parents. Casey could tell she was very nervous, because she kept fidgeting with her nails. Casey found out she did that when she wasn't comfortable. She laid her hand on Alex's.

"Don't worry, they'll like you. I'm sure." Casey reassured.

"I hope so." Alex answered.

"About my parents home.. It's not pretty much big. It's small. I'm sure you must have grown up in a really big mansion or something, but-"

"Shh, I don't care. At least you have loving parents, who accept you for who you are." Alex laid her finger on Casey's lips.

"We have to sleep in my old bedroom. It's like it was when I moved out. So.."

"I get to see your childhood." Alex finished her sentence. "I wouldn't love anything anymore than that, Case. I like to get to know you as much as possible." she gave a quick peck on her cheek. "You know that right? You have nothing to be ashamed of."

But Casey wasn't much of an open book and was still worried a bit. Before she could worry even more, they got interrupted by a flight attendant.

"Fasten your seat belts, please."

A little while later they were in the lobby, waiting for Mrs. and Mr. Novak. Casey could tell Alex was a bit nervous about meeting her parents. She wondered how many times she actually met her girlfriends parents.

"Nervous, Ms. Cabot?" Casey asked.

"A bit." Alex said. "Parents mostly don't like me. If I get the chance to meet them. Which isn't very often. I never introduced my girlfriends to my parents either, so I'm kind of a rookie right now."

"And let me guess, you don't like to do things you're not good at." Casey smiled but squeezed her hand. "It'll be okay, sweetie. They will like you."

"You think? I don't. I'm kind of an Ice Queen. Anyway, most people think." she added. Casey wrapped her arms around her.

"It's okay." she assured Alex.

"Casey!"

"Dad!" Casey turned around and ran to her father and hugged him tightly.

"I missed you so much, Case. You should stop by a little more." he looked at Casey as if he wanted to check if she grew a little more or something.

"I know, dad. But it's a hell of a distance." Casey said, pulling away from her father and hugging her mother.

"Mom, dad.. This is my girlfriend Alexandra Cabot." she introduced Alex. Alex extended her hand to Casey's father, who shook it.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Novak." she said.

"Nice to meet you too, Alexandra. You can call me Mike." he added smiling.

"Please call me Alex." They seemed to get along. After that she shook Casey's mother's hand.

"Evelyn. Mrs. Novak makes me feel so old." she said grinning. Casey was alike her mother, which resulted in a lot of fights when Casey was young. They didn't get along that well. Casey was more of a daddy's girl. Evelyn looked exactly like her daughter - or actually other way round - but then a couple of years older. Her skin was more wrinkled. Mike had dark hair, like Chris and you could tell his son looked a lot like him. Unless his age, he still looked like he had the mischief of a little guy in his eyes.

"Let's go home, girls. I made some homemade cookies. You should try them." Evelyn said.

"I'll take this." Mike picked up each suitcase in each hand. They walked to the car, talking about their flight. When they got in the car, the cross-examination started.

"Where did you two met?" Evelyn asked genuinely.

"At work." Alex answered. "I worked at the DA's office as an ADA, when I got shot and had to stay in Witness Protection for a while. Casey was my successor. We met when I got pulled out of Witness Protection, because they were prosecuting the guy who shot me in another case."

"Wow, Casey didn't tell me you were shot and that you stayed in Witness Protection for so long." Mike said surprised.

"But that's years ago." Evelyn pointed out.

"Yeah, I had to go back and years later I was hired by the DA's office again, as an ADA, just like Casey. A couple of months ago we-"

"Started dating." Casey finished, suddenly really blushing. She didn't know what Alex was about to say or reveal, but she thought it might be best you just say they started dating.

Casey's mother looked a bit suspicious, connecting the dots. Casey knew she told her mom that 'some bitch' was her predecessor when she first started at the SVU and that the squad didn't like her, because they were friends with Alex. Besides, she almost committed perjury, because Alex turned out to be alive and in Witness Protection. Casey had the feeling she didn't believe they just started dating out of the blue, but she didn't say anything. She will talk to me about it when we're alone. Not with Alex's presence.

Mike seemed all fine with the explanation and started talking about where Evelyn and he met. Turned out he was once jogging in the park and saw Evelyn sitting on a couch. He had to take a rest and sat down next to her. They started talking a bit and seemed to get along very much. He asked her on a date that same evening. After that, they've always been together. Two years later, Chris was born and another three years later, Casey was born.

They arrived at Casey's parental house half an hour later. Casey showed Alex her room. It was just like she left it. White walls, purple carpet. A three-quarter bed in the corner, a desk and a big dresser. There was a big mirror next to the dresser, with all these little texts written on the edges. Above her dresser, there were bookshelves with a lot of books. On the wall above her bed were a lot of phones of the younger Casey with friends and family. On the other wall, there were posters of some old bands. To put it briefly, it was the room of a teenager.

"And? What do you think of it?" Casey asked, a bit insecure.

"It's great! I mean, this is what a room is supposed to be like. It's nice and cosy and like a real home. Your whole house by the way. I love it. Our home was nothing like that. Too big and too cold. Felt nothing like a home." she said smiling. Casey cheered up a bit.

"Thanks. Is it okay for you to sleep in a three-quarters bed? Because-"

"Shh, it's okay. We don't need the space anyway." she winked. She wrapped her arms around Casey's sides and pulled Casey to her. She nuzzled her nose into her hair. "Really, I love it." she smiled really genuinely.

Casey kissed Alex's lips gently. "I love you."

Alex smiled. "That's the first time you say it first." she looked deeply into Casey's eyes. "I love you too. I like your parents. They're so nice."

"Thanks." Casey just said. She was still a bit worried about her mother. She looked really suspicious and that really meant something, because she almost never looked suspicious. The only few times she had seen her looking like that was when Chris told her he didn't have a girl over - and of course it turned out that he had a girl in his room or when Casey stole the last cookie from the cookie jar and she told them she did not. She had to talk to her about it.

"You have comic books?" Alex asked, holding a pile of them.

"Hey, I thought I hid all of those!"

"Yeah, well, you didn't hide them well enough. I found them under your bed." she grinned. Casey flushed like hell. "You didn't seem like the type of girl who reads this things." she looked through the pile. "Wow, you seem to be a fan of Catwoman. Almost all of them are about her."

"Hey! Give me those!" Casey tried to reach for them, but Alex was too fast.

"Well, I must say, you've got a great taste. She is sexy." Alex grinned. Casey gave up and just pouted. "I never thought you were a nerd."

"I am not." Casey was indignant. "I just like those. You're mean, Ms. Cabot. As if you don't have your secret teenage flaws."

"Oh, I do, but I won't tell you. Or maybe I will. Depends on if Two-Face tosses heads or tails." she grinned.

A/N: For those who didn't see Batman, Two-Face is a villain who decides everything by tossing a coin. (he always tosses heads in the movie)