Tuesday

New York Supreme Court

9AM

The courtroom was full yet again. People had resorted to bribing others to get a better seat and the media was reporting from the outside.

"Today the Walkers' daughter Cassie is expected to take the stand. The girl was locked in the closet while her parents were brutally murdered in the house. According to testimony the day before, Cassie saw the killer's face and sat down with a sketch artist, which led to the apprehension of Phillip Marsh."

Inside the courtroom, Connie Rubirosa called "Cassandra Walker to the stand."

The bailiff escorted Cassie to the booth. They had to get a booster, so she could see over the witness box. Cassie had on a light blue skirt suit. She looked just like her mother.

Olivia wished she could take a picture. The girl was precious.

"Please state and spell your name."

"Cassandra Walker, C-A-S-S-A-N-D-R-A W-A-L-K-E-R."

"Cassie, do you remember the night your parents died?"

"I do," she said quietly.

"Can you please speak up, Cassie?"

"I remember," she said louder.

"Can you please tell the court what happened that night?"

"Objection, calls for a narrative."

Petrovsky fought an eye roll. "Either rephrase or move on Ms. Rubirosa."

"What were you doing on Friday night?"

"I was sleeping."

"Did anything happen while you were sleeping?"

"I heard a noise, so I got up to get my Daddy."

"Where was your Dad?"

"He and Mommy were in their bed."

"What did your Daddy do once you found him?"

"He told me and mommy to lock ourselves inside the bathroom and he left the bedroom."

"What happened next?"

"I heard him scream. He said to 'get out' and he kept screaming."

"What was your mom doing?"

"She was on the phone with 9-1-1?"

"Then what happened?"

"We didn't hear Daddy anymore. Mommy told the lady on the phone she thought he was dead."

"Did you hear anything else?"

"We heard a rustling in the other rooms."

"What happened next?"

"Mommy left the bathroom and she told me to stay put. She started screaming and then she stopped."

"What happened next?"

"I heard sirens, so I opened the door. That's when I saw the mean man standing over my Mommy. She was dead."

"And can you identify that man?"

They held up a photo array. Cassie pointed to Phillip Marsh.

Connie went on to ask Cassie about the kidnaping attempt

"Do you remember June 17th?"

"I do."

"Why do you remember June 17th?"

"I got to ride in the squad car with Detective Lupo. He drove really fast."

"Do you know why you got to ride in the car?"

"Because someone took Alex." It was weird to not call her Mama, but Connie said it was so the jury wouldn't get confused.

"Let the record reflect that the witness referred to Alexandra Cabot."

"Do you know why he took Alex?"

"He wanted to take me, but I wasn't with her when he arrived."

"Where were you?"

"I was with my lawyer in his office."

"And who is your lawyer?"

"Trevor Langan."

"When Detective Lupo took you in his car, where did you go?"

"The police precinct."

"What happened next?"

"They took us to get guards. It was for our safety."

"How long did the detail last?"

"It lasted until the defendant got arrested."

"And were there any incidents after that?"

"No."

"Thank you Cassie. No further questions." Before Connie went back to her seat, she told Cassie, "You did great."

Alex and Olivia were both seated right behind the prosecutor's station. John and Trevor were seated behind Kessler. This way, when Cassie got cross-examined, she would be able to look for a familiar face.

Kessler's needed a narrative, something he could sell to the jury. He decided to make the focus of the trial Alex Cabot.

"Where did you go after your parents were killed?"

"I got taken to the hospital."

"Where did you go after that?"

"The police station."

"Where did you sleep that night?"

"At Alex's apartment."

"And how did she get to have custody of you?"

"Objection, relevance."

"It goes to the prosecution's motivation for bringing this case."

Petrovsky allowed it, "but this best lead to somewhere germane Mr. Kessler."

"I asked her to take me with her."

That was not what Kessler was expecting her to stay. "It was your idea to live with Alex."

Cassie nodded. "She reminded me of mommy."

"No further questions," damn it!

After Cassie testified, she was free to go. The young girl wanted to visit her parents. Alex, Olivia, and Cassie went to get flowers and then they went to their graves.

Meanwhile, the trial still continued.

"The people call Cyrus Lupo to the stand."

His testimony set the stage for Alex's. He explained how they learned of the kidnapping, how took Cassie while Green went to rescue Alex, what happened after they caught Walsh.

On cross, Kessler emphasized what Walsh couldn't tell them.

"Your brother had no idea who hired him to commit the murders, did he?"

"Yes he did. Stuckey hired him."

"But he did not know who hired Stuckey."

"Objection, basis of knowledge."

"I'll rephrase. Your brother never told you who hired Stuckey initially, if anyone had."

"No he did not."

"No further questions.

"I miss you Mommy," Cassie told the cold slab of stone. "Alex and Livia take good care of me." She told her mother about her friends at school and about the trial today.

"Mama says that the people who hurt you are going to be punished." It won't bring you back.

Olivia stayed behind while Alex went to visit her mother's grave. The fallen Cabot wasn't actually inside. After her funeral, she had been "buried" beside her daughter's grave, to keep the illusion that her daughter was really dead. Like her husband, Caroline Cabot had been cremated. Their ashes were both put beside the same willow tree in the back of the Cabot estate.

Alex eventually learned this, but she still came to the headstone to talk to her mother.

"You always asked me what I was waiting for," why she hadn't settled down and started a family. "I always was too busy with work and what not, and now that I'm a mother, I know why what you are trying to tell me.

I've never been happier, and I wish you were still here. You would have loved Cassie."

Wednesday

Alex Cabot took the stand. This was one of the most anticipated parts of the trial and the media was all over.

"Three years ago, Alexandra Cabot convicted Liam Connors on the witness stand. He shot her the year before, forcing her to enter the witness protection program. Now, she is about to testify against the woman accused of plotting the murders of her foster daughter's birth parents.

Again, Abe Kessler, the same man who unsuccessfully defended Liam Connors, represents the defendant."

"Cabot and Kessler have been duking it out since Roy Barnett, a convicted child molester whose victim, Sam Cavenaugh, attempted suicide before trial. The attempt left him brain dead, so his mother had his organs donated to five recipients."

The line was twice as long as it had been the previous day. People got to the courthouse at 6AM just to get seat.

The guards were outside preventing people from buying spots. This was quite an affair.

Click … click … click

Alex wore a fairly new pair of Louboutins and the navy blue suit Lucenzo had picked out for her over the summer.

She wore some jewelry, not wanting to look flashy or gaudy, but she knew what signals she wanted to send to the jury. She wore her mother's cross. Chances were that most of the jurors were Christian. It was surprising how the little things could make people seem more trustworthy.

"Please say and spell your name for the jury."

"Alexandra Cabot, A-L-E-X-A-N-D-R-A C-A-B-O-T."

"Do you remember June 3rd 2007?"

"I do."

"Why do you remember this day?"

"It was the day that I met Cassie. I was the first ADA on the case."

"How did you come to get the case?"

"The ADA that was on call that weekend, he didn't pick up the phone, so I was called in."

"You didn't ask to get the case."

"No I did not."

Rubirosa decided to preempt Kessler. She knew he'd accuse Alex of manipulating the case some how. Connie wanted to get the truth out first.

"Before the murders, had you heard of Henry Walker?"

"No I had not."

"Had you heard of Jessica Walker?"

"I had not."

"Had you heard of the Greenfields?"

"I had not."

"What happened when you came into work on the third?"

"Green and Lupo updated me on the case."

"And what did you do next?"

"I went to meet Cassie."

After Alex explained what happened that day, Connie asked her about her decision to step down from the case.

"Cassie asked me to raise her. I had fallen in love with the girl instantly and couldn't say no, so I reassigned the case to ADA Steele."

"And why was that?"

"It would be too personal for me to prosecute."

"Were you involved in the investigation after the third of June?"

"Only as a witness, and as Cassie's guardian of course."

"Are you involved in Cassie's finances in any way?"

"No. She has her own lawyer to manage her finances."

After Alex discussed her kidnapping, it was time for her cross.

"How much money is Cassie Walker worth?"

"She's priceless."

Aw!

Kessler smirked. "I'm sure most parents feel that way, but I meant fiscally."

"I'm not sure."

"Pre-taxes Cassie Walker's estate is worth 175,000,000."

"Objection, counselor is testifying."

"Do you have a question for Ms. Cabot?"

"Did you know that Cassie's Walker's estate was worth over 100,000,000 dollars?"

"I knew it was worth enough for your client to murder her parents."

"Motion to strike!"

"Ms. Cabot, you are not prosecuting this case. Be mindful of that."

"Of course your Honor."

Kessler tried a different line of questioning. "How did you come to choose Mr. Langan to represent Cassie?"

"Objection, assuming facts not yet in evidence."

"I'll rephrase. How did Trevor Langan come to be Cassie's lawyer?"

"He offered to represent her."

"He just walked up to you and said, I'll be her lawyer."

"When Cassie came to live with me, I had nothing suitable for a child. I had no toys or games. I had no children's movies. I asked Trevor to go shopping while I was at work, and he brought everything to my apartment. It was then when he offered to represent Cassie."

"Why did you call Trevor of all people?"

"I knew he usually took Saturdays off and would be available."

"What is your relationship with him?"

"We're friends."

"Not lovers."

"Objection. There's no factual basis for this line of questioning."

"Do you have anything to suggest they are lovers?"

"No."

"Then move on Mr. Kessler."

"What was the conversation that you had with Mr. Langan?"

"I told him he better not represent the scoundrels who killed her parents, and he said that he'd represent her, and then whomever killed her parents couldn't hire him."

"And what was the consideration he was paid for this representation?"

"Nothing. He took her case pro bono."

"And why would he do that?"

"I don't know. Perhaps it was his good deed for the moment."

"His decision to represent her has been to your benefit."

"I don't know what you mean."

"It was with his help that you became Cassie's foster mother."

"That's correct."

"And one year after you became her foster mother, you could petition the court to permanently adopt Cassie."

"I could."

"And you intend to do that."

"I do."

"And if my client were convicted for the murdering Cassie's parents, then she would be forever precluded from contesting the adoption."

"Yes, our state does not allow incarcerated people to adopt children."

The jury snickered.

"More specifically, New York prohibits people from obtaining custody if they were convicted of killing one of the child's parents."

"Relevance?" McCoy objected.

"I'm getting there."

"Please get there today, Mr. Kessler."

"Yes, if you murder a child's parent, you cannot then get custody of that child."

"So you have a pretty good reason to see that Margaret Greenfield be convicted of these murders."

"Well she did it. I think that's a very good reason."

"And you know that how?" He was hoping that she would admit to being actively involved in the investigation.

"When something walks like a duck, flies like a duck and quacks like a duck it is in fact a duck and not a buffalo. Follow the money and it all leads to Margaret Greenfield despite your insinuations to the contrary. Even according to you, she had 175 million dollars worth of motive."

Steele tried not to laugh.

"No further questions."

When Olivia came home from work, she could smell steak and potatoes.

"Oh what did I do to deserve such a treat?"

Alex threw her hands around Olivia's neck. "Other than be my glorious, sexy fiancée."

Olivia kissed her. "How was court?" Olivia couldn't go to the trial today. She had caught a case.

"Long," Alex sighed. "But I managed to make it through without throttling Kessler."

"I'm sure you were great."

Cassie had a new teddy bear. "Uncle Trevor got me a new bear."

Olivia gave her a kiss on the forehead. "He's very cute. How about we wash up before dinner?"

For dinner, they had pan-seared rib eye, mushrooms and onions that had been sautéed in the steak fat, and a warm potato salad with bacon vinaigrette.

Olivia was impressed. "You really pulled out all of the stops tonight."

"I watched Julia Child on tv today and got inspired." Alex's mother used to watch her all the time.

Alex had a bottle of pinot noir open for the grown ups. Cassie got grape juice instead.

The wine paired with the steak beautifully. Olivia was usually more of a beer person, but "this was nice."

Alex gave her fiancée a sultry grin. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

After dinner, they put on 101 Dalmatians for Cassie. Alex had been hoping to get some Olivia time while Cassie watched the movie, but the smaller blonde wanted to cuddle with her Papa.

Olivia couldn't resist the charming little girl. They curled up under a blanket as they watched the classic.

Two hours later, Cassie was asleep and Alex had Olivia right where she wanted her, naked and on her bed.

The blonde's fingertips teased the brunette's olive flesh. The detective had started lifting again after Alex came back to the program and the results were visible.

Consciously, the detective had been using the gym as a way of distressing or avoiding Casey. Subconsciously, she wanted to return to the form that had attracted Alex in the first place. The brunette had lost her motivation to lift when Alex was taken away. She never wanted to impress anybody else.

Alex's teeth scraped along the inside of Olivia's muscular thigh. She could feel the heat radiating from her lover's sex and teased around it.

The brunette growled impatiently; she knew Alex would torment her, take as much time as she willed while Olivia writhed in frustration.

Alex grabbed a cat of nine tails and held it out to see Olivia's reaction.

When the ADA looked into her detective's eyes, she swore the gold flecks in her eyes shone extra bright. The brunette wanted it.

The blonde cracked the whip in the air for effect. Olivia bit her lip in anticipation. Alex knew this would be very enjoyable for both of them. She started with light strokes along Olivia's libs and stomach.

The detective arched upwards towards the contact.

Alex smirked as she struck her lover's arms and chest. Beautiful pink lines contrasted nicely against tan skin. "Turn over."

Olivia got on all fours and Alex struck her upper back. The blonde warmed up the flesh before moving down to Olivia's muscular behind. The first four swats were light; then they got a little bit harder.

Alex showed restraint. She wanted this to be a pleasurable pain not an abusive lashing.

The hardest part for Olivia wasn't the lashes at all. The hard part was being so aroused and unable to do anything about it.

Finally, Alex decided to give her some relief. Two long fingers plunged into the detective's sopping wetness. Alex curled her fingers forward, striking her g-spot with precision as she pumped her hand in and out.

"OH FUCK!" Olivia began to buck her hips back. Alex knelt behind her, fucking her hard with her fingers.

The brunette moaned salaciously as Alex's fingers thrusted in and out of her silky, wet heat. The blonde could feel arousal pooling in her own legs. She slipped her free hand in between her legs.

Loud moans and grunts filled the rooms as Alex and Olivia got closer to their peaks. It was a good thing that they put soundproof paneling in Alex's room. They would not want to wake up Cassie with their antics.

Alex could feel Olivia tightening around her fingers. She started to move faster. The detective started moving her hips back, impaling herself on the on her fiancée's fingers.

"I'm gonna …" The brunette let out a strangled cry and erupted all over the blonde's hand. Alex was right behind her.

The two lovers collapsed on the bed. Olivia greedily sucked the fingers from Alex's left hand into her mouth. "I want to taste you."

Alex burrowed her head into Olivia's neck. "Hold me."

The strong brunette pulled her blonde lover close. "Always my Love."