A/N: Another one today. I finally got some inspiration again. By the way, I only gave Alex a troubled past, because I guess people will understand each other better when they both went through a lot. But I guess that's just my experience. ^^ Well, enjoy this one :)

iTrick: Thanks :) It didn't went that well, unfortunately. It was already a resit of an exam that I nearly passed, but just not enough. So I hope the best.

The rest of the day went smoothly and that evening they were about to leave on the airplane to go back to New York.

"Goodbye, Evelyn and Mike. I've enjoyed it really much. And thanks for inviting us over." Alex smiled and shook hands with Casey's mom, but she pulled her in for a hug.

"My pleasure, Alex. Always wanted to meet the famous Alexandra Cabot. You're good for our daughter." Evelyn said smiling, patting her back and releasing her. Alex did the same with Casey's dad.

"Take good care of our daughter." Mike said, while hugging Alex. "And if you need something, you just have to call."

"Thanks. It was a pleasure to meet you." Alex smiled.

Casey hugged her parents one last time, when her father wanted to talk to her apart.

"Do you think she's the right one, Case?" he asked.

"I've never been in love like this before. She's perfect to me. She's been through stuff, like me. She understands me."

"Then don't let her go." Mike smiled. "You really glow when you talk about her, Case. She's adorable. You got my blessing."

"Thanks, dad."

"And Case.. You have to call more often. You're calling way to little." he said.

"Yeah, I'll do that." Casey smiled. "We'll have to get our plane, and we already have to hurry."

Mike gave her a quick kiss in the cheek and gave her one hug more and they went to the terminal to leave on the plane back home.

They were on the plane, and almost immediately, Alex had fallen asleep. It was probably the best, since she was a bit frightened of planes. She couldn't control the thing. If she could, she learned to fly a plane and flew herself. They decided to move Casey's stuff over at Alex's next weekend, maybe with the help of the squad. Casey wondered if they had to discuss which stuff could stay and which had to be thrown away. Casey was pretty scared of living together with someone, not having her own space anymore, but she was practically living with Alex now, and that went really well.

She didn't have to worry about it. She wasn't really attached to stuff in her own house, so there wasn't really a problem. She just wanted to keep her couch, because she had gotten it from her grandparents when she went to law school. It was a really expensive gift back then, because her grandparents weren't very wealthy. She had spent really much time on that couch, for better and for worse. When she had a bad break-up or something, she cried herself to sleep on that couch, but she also cuddled and stuff.

Her grandmother was probably one of her favorite persons in the world. They played a lot of games when she was young and solved puzzles together. They could talk about simply nothing and everything. The first time she drove a long drive, was to get her grandparents to visit her. They couldn't afford a plane ticket, so they had to drive. She smiled at the thought. It was eighty degrees outside and the best weather you can imagine. A few years ago she passed away, unfortunately. She had gotten really sick, cancer. She died because of it after a year of struggling. They had said goodbye when they had watched over her deathbed. My grandfather was devastated. I can't deny I wasn't. It took a really long time to cope with it.

My grandmother was perfect to me. She was my hero. She was one of the first to accept me for who I was. She always accepted everyone. Everybody liked her. Casey thought she still wasn't over it. She would be in her heart forever. She had to fight for that couch, but the was pretty much the only thing she wanted to have. Although, she knew Alex wouldn't put away her couch. She was really fond of hers. And Casey's couch didn't fit with the rest of the furniture either, so would be a problem anyway. Maybe Alex knew something. Speaking of whom, she started to mumble in her sleep.

"Casey, please.. don't leave me. I love you." she mumbled really softly. "No.. don't go.."

Casey stroked Alex's hair. "Sweetie, Alex.. Wake up. You're having a bad dream." Alex's eyes fluttered open.

"What?"

"You were having a bad dream." Casey repeated. "You begged me to stay with you, to not leave.."

"Did I?" Alex frowned. "Yeah, I dreamed something like that. It seemed so real."

"You looked very scared, Al."

"I was. I don't want you to leave me. That's one of my biggest fears, you know?"

"You don't have to be scared, Alex. I won't leave you." Casey laced her fingers between Alex's. "I will never leave you. I promise."

"Really?"

"As long as you don't leave me. I can't handle that, but you know that." Casey answered.

"I can't do that. I love you too much. I.." Alex paused.

"What?"

"I can't say.. I would scare you away." Alex said.

"Why?"

"You really do ask a lot of questions, counselor." Alex reacted.

"I do. That's why I'm a prosecutor. But tell me." Casey insisted.

"Well. I see a future with you. Maybe not getting married, because weren't not allowed to, but growing old together and that stuff." Alex confessed.

"Aw, that's sweet. Wait, that stuff.. Means also children? Because I think it's a little late.. and I never wanted one, and.."

"Shh." Alex placed her finger on Casey's lips. "I don't want them either. I'll have to share you with someone else. I can't do that." Alex smirked.

"Possessive." Casey coughed, though smiling.

"Well, I can't say you cry over that, do you? You like that. Me being possessive." Alex smirked.

"Hmm. Maybe I won't." Casey grinned. "You're so cute when you're being possessive."

"Objection. You just called a bad-ass Ice Queen prosecutor cute." Alex tried to frown, but it really looked weird, since there was a big grin on her face.

"I did. It's true." Casey grinned. "Overruled."

"I think New York is lucky they don't have you as a judge." Alex teased.

"Hey! Maybe I will be one, one day." Casey tried to pretend mad, but she couldn't be mad at the blonde.

"Well, we'll see." Alex wiggled her eyebrows. "You know. I really want to kiss you when you look like that."

"What's holding you back?"

"Pretty much the whole plane. Everybody is looking. I don't like being watched." Alex smirked.

"Oh my god, I don't hear you suggest a quickie in the plane's toilet, do I?" Casey laughed. "I won't. I did that once, and after that I had all kinds of crap in my hair and on my clothes. Never again."

Alex laughed. "Really? Tell me more about that."

"Right, there was just one hot woman next to me in the plane once. And I had to fly a really long trip, so we talked a lot. And she offered it. And I was drooling all over her, because she was so pretty and sexy. So I did that. But it turned out to be the worst thing ever, since the toilet isn't a romantic place at all. It was sticky and dirty and.. in the heat of the moment there was a lot of turbulence, so all the fluids in the toilet came up, and you can guess how that ends." Casey pouted, while Alex giggled.

"Oh, that's so embarrassing. Mostly when you had to return to your spot in the plane." Alex smirked.

"Yeah, that was the worst part. We tried to clean ourselves as much as possible with some soap and water and paper towels, but people stared at us anyway. I didn't know if it was the fact that we smelled like chemical fluids, that we were two women just coming from the toilet or that they heard us or something.. It could be anything." Casey still pouted.

"I don't think I ever heard of a more inappropriate story than this one." Alex grinned.