Author's note: Did last night's episode make anyone else sick to their stomach? The good news is, this prick is only around for one more episode...and then he is gone. Hopefully forever. Anyway, I am trying to balance this story, as well as Stay With Me, and give them equal attention. Earlier today, an idea came to me. What if Olivia has to go undercover for a year? During that time, can she remain faithful to Casey? Or will her eyes wander to someone else? Wait and see. I would like to know everyone's thoughts.
Casey was startled out of her thoughts by the piercing shriek of the doorbell. She gently tossed her hand towel onto the island in the center of the kitchen and reached for her credit card, which she had placed next to her coffee mug. Smiling, she headed into the living room and looked through the peephole to make sure it was safe, before unlocking the chain and opening the door. She handed the red clothed delivery man her credit card and smiled softly.
"One carton of beef chow mein, one of chicken, plus fortune cookies, pot stickers, and two kinds of egg rolls," the delivery man announced, handing Casey the food. Or shoved it at her...she wondered if she was being too sensitive.
"Thank you, sir," Casey answered, signing for their dinner. She smiled softly as he handed her the credit card. "Have a nice evening," Casey said. All she got in return was a nod of the head before the man turned and walked away. Casey shook her head, brushing it off. Her mother would have called and complained about poor customer service. But, much to Casey's relief, her mother was not there at the moment to do so, nor did she find the idea very appealing.
Casey carefully carried dinner into the bedroom, knowing her wife was waiting for her. She smile when she noticed Olivia propped up in bed, arranging a single rose in a vase. "Hey, sweetie," Olivia said, pausing in her efforts to look up at the beautiful redhead. Her gaze fell upon the food in Casey's arms, and she smirked, licking her lips seductively. "Casey, I know I said I was starving, but I'm not sure I can eat all of this, and that's coming from me."
Casey rolled her eyes playfully, sitting down on her side of the bed and placing their dinner between them. "Okay, first, you're not eating it alone. You have my help. And second, your bottomless pit will be growling again shortly. Just give it, oh I don't know...ten minutes?" she asked, grinning playfully.
"Keep that up and I may just have to punish you," Olivia answered, leaning forward and placing a gentle kiss on the younger woman's lips. She reached for a pair of chopsticks and opened her chow mein. "Oh, this is the chicken," Olivia remarked, handing it to Casey, adding "That's yours." She opened the other carton and sighed, breathing in the delicious aroma of their mini Chinese feast. "Casey, I need to talk to you."
Casey amused in her attempt to open her own chopsticks. "Okay, so talk," she said, using her teeth to open the wrapper. Meanwhile, her brain quickly switched to pessimistic mode, rapidly thinking of all of the horrible things Olivia could possibly tell her. But no amount of preparation could have ever prepared her for what her wife announced.
"Honey, I talked to Nick earlier, and one of our cases has become national, because the rapist recently struck in California. Cragen wants us to go undercover in Orange County. I agreed. I hope you're not mad at me, because I promise I'll make it up to you in every possible way."
"Olivia, I don't mind if you have to go undercover for a few weeks. I mean, sure, I'll miss you and I'll pine for you and do everything the cheesy Shakespeare heroines do, but at the same time, I knew what I was getting into when I married a cop, and I truly understand."
Olivia sighed, stabbing her dinner with her chopsticks and setting the carton on the tray. "There's more, Casey. This time, I won't be back for at least a year."
It took several moments for the words to sink in. Once they did, Casey could only manage to turn her head enough to glare into her wife's chocolate brown eyes. "Did you just say you're going to be gone for an entire year?" she demanded, hating how desperate she sounded. But at the same time, her not having her wife and the twins not having their other mother for over a year would be unbearable. Casey shook her head in disbelief and grabbed her chopsticks, shoving them into her noodles with considerably more force than was necessary."
"Casey, this creep has raped over twenty seven women, and those are just the ones we know about. Supposedly he owns a string of night clubs in Laguna Hills. But the problem is, he is our prime suspect, but we have nothing on him that definitively links him to these assaults except a series of witness accounts. What we do know is that he hires new cocktail waitresses at his clubs frequently, and to break them in, he rapes them, but the intervals of hiring vary from a few weeks to several months. Casey, I have to do this, if only to prevent other women from being hurt and to arrest the freak and drag his ass back to New York. The authorities over there already agreed to cooperate with us on this." Olivia reached for the younger woman's hands, taking them in hers and gazing into the redhead's emerald green eyes, which had darkened in frustration, and were now such a dark green that they could have been mistaken as black. "I know you're hurt, sweetie, but I will make it up to you and our daughters, I promise you that. I will be there when he strikes again, and when he does, I will arrest him and come home, however soon that may be." Olivia leaned forward and gently kissed Casey on the lips, sighing when she felt the attorney's resistance. "Casey-" she began.
Casey shook her head. "Olivia, I understand. I mean I do feel a bit frustrated by it, because you'll be gone for so long, but I know how important it is, and I will be fine, I promise." She sighed and laid her head on her wife's shoulder. "I'll miss you," she murmured.
"I'll miss you too," Olivia whispered, wrapping her arms around Casey and holding her in a loving embrace. "I love you," she added quietly, brushing a stray red curl out of Casey's eyes. "Promise you won't betray your dear old wife while she's off fighting crime?" she asked, a note of playfulness in her voice.
Casey giggled. "Yes, babe, but you're not old. You're only forty eight, but who's counting?" Her own voice had taken on a playful tone, despite her frustration at the fact that she would be losing her wife for a year. "Do you promise, too?" she asked suddenly, raising her head and gazing into the older woman's eyes.
Olivia nodded, kissing Casey's forehead. "Yes, I promise to be loyal to you above all others, until the end of time," she answered, still holding the young attorney protectively in her arms. "I love you with everything I have. There is not a single woman in this world who could ever measure up to that, Casey."
As Olivia spoke, Casey was reminded of the eerie irony of this entire situation: she had been in California after being censured, and their relationship had been stagnant for those three years, and now, Olivia, too, was going there. Casey hoped desperately that it didn't foreshadow anything about their relationship. Trying to take her mind off of everything, she picked up Olivia's chopsticks and fed her a bite of chow mein, smiling.
"Wow, baby, you're actually behaving. Are you feeling alright?" Olivia asked, placing her hand on Casey's forehead to check for a fever.
Casey giggled. "Yes, I'm fine, I just know how much you love it when I feed you," she replied, feeding her wife another bite. She continued to do so, taking a bite herself periodically, until, a half hour later, the empty cartons were placed on the nightstand and Casey and Olivia laid on their backs, holding hands on top of the covers. Casey turned her head to look at her wife. "Are you allowed to call, at least occasionally?" she asked hopefully, knowing it would lessen the blow.
Olivia sighed deeply. "I'll try, honey, but I can't set a regular time, because it will depend on where I am, what I'm doing, and who I'm with. I can't blow my cover by calling my wife."
"I know," Casey answered, her gaze falling as she focused on the pattern of their comforter, barely listening to Olivia's reply to her response.
"I will do everything in my power to call every night, or, worst case scenario, at least once a week."
Casey nodded. "When do you have to leave?" Part of her already knew the answer, deep down, but it still felt like a knife in her heart when she heard it.
"Tomorrow morning," Olivia replied quietly.
"Yeah." Casey mumbled. "Okay." She began to get out of bed, but felt Olivia's strong arms around her once more. "Olivia-"
"I promised to make it up to you, Case. Let me start now," Olivia replied firmly, pushing the younger woman onto her back and straddling her, looking into the redhead's eyes, which had returned to their natural emeralds.
Casey sighed, looking up into the eyes of the woman she loved more than life itself. "Fine," she murmured. "But this doesn't let you off the hook completely...it's just one small step towards making this up to me. But since I'm not going to see my wife for a year or more, and all we'll have is phone sex, if we're lucky, let's enjoy this last night together."
Olivia nodded. "I'm sorry," she whispered, placing a trail of kisses up Casey's neck until she reached the younger woman's lips. The moment their lips met, Casey whimpered, immediately wrapping her arms around her wife's neck. "What do you want tonight, baby?" Olivia whispered, her breathing already heavy.
"Everything," Casey answered in a voice quiet enough to be mistaken for a breath.
Olivia kissed her harder, moving her hand lower. She moaned when her fingers brushed across Casey's clit, which was already hard and more than ready. Olivia growled softly, quickly entering her with three fingers. Hearing Casey gasp in pleasure, Olivia penetrated her deeply, kissing her passionately as she forced her tongue into Casey's mouth.
Feeling her wife penetrate her, Casey whimpered, squirming a little on the bed as she tugged on the sheets. She arched her body, too worked up to regret how quickly she had gotten worked up. "Olivia," she whimpered. "Take me...please..."
Without breaking her pace, Olivia moved her lips to Casey's left breast. She twirled her tongue around the already erect nipple and moaned softly as Casey squirmed again on the bed. Her fingers moved deeply inside of Casey, making the younger woman whimper and buck beneath her. Within the next few seconds, Casey was sent screaming into orgasm as she tugged hard on Olivia's hair and clawed at her with her free hand. It took several moments for her to calm down, and once she did, she collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. Olivia kissed her and murmured "You're in for a long night, sweetheart."