A/N: I didn't forget about this fic, I was only starting college I promise. Thank God for the weekend! I know that a lot of you have been asking for this chapter and now I'm throwing y'all a bone!
Wigler: Maybe. But this is a shipfic more than anything.
Stussy: Star Hitter will have DS when she's born. You'll see how they deal with it when that time comes.
Butterscotch: I has a name picked out already, I think you'll like it. It's a variation of one of my RL friend's and it's rather fitting.
Surfrider: Likely. The fic is Calex-centric, but I'm not gonna say Lizzie can't come back!
Lexie: She'd probably have to, either that or she hyphenates. Alex can't take Casey's with her political position.
butterfly2202: And she likes science could she be a more perfect human being? Ugh.
"You look hot!" Olivia remarked to Alex, who was examining her look in the detective's full length mirror. The attorney general had been kicked out of her apartment by Casey, who was also readying herself for their date later that evening. Olivia had kindly offered her home to Alex so she could get prepared, physically and mentally.
Alex giggled. "Thanks, Liv." She gave a little twirl, her deep blue one shoulder dress shimmering with the flickering of reflected light. Her golden locks had been curled, similar to Casey's, and she was wearing her glasses at her girlfriend's request. Aquamarine eyes had been lined ebony black, and pouted lips were pale and glossy, but there seemed to be the smallest of spaces where the bottom lip did not quite meet the top. It drove Casey insane, along with her rich, drawling mezzo. Silvery, strappy sandals adorned her size-twelve feet. A royal blue mani-pedi completed the look. Reaching for her purse, she dug around, fingers finally settling against the velvety texture of a square jewelry box. Flipping it open, Alex admired the ring inside for what seemed to be the millionth tie that day, and probably the hundredth in the past ten minutes.
Olivia stepped closer to get a better look. "Wow, with a rock like that, there's no way she can say no!" she joked. A platinum band housed an emerald-cut diamond, flanked by two smaller stones.
"It's meant to represent me and Star Hitter, with her being the most important." Alex wistfully replied, her mind starting to wander elsewhere. "I just really hope she's ready, what, with everything that's happened in the past few months. I can't lose her now."
The brunette rested a soothing hand on the blonde's shoulder. "I'm confident she will. She loves you. Both of you. In all my years working with her, I've never met someone so compassionate." She smiled. "And I do believe you're gonna be late if you don't skedaddle this second!"
Upon entering Olivia's living area, Alex heard a shrill wolf whistle. She turned on her heel to see Calvin smiling like a cat who ate the canary. He'd matured since he'd returned to Olivia's guardianship with the help of Casey acting as his guardian ad litem. "Damn, woman. Blow Casey a kiss for me, will ya?" he jeered.
Alex rolled her eyes, moving towards the teenager to ruffle his hair. "You know it, kiddo. Be good for your mom." She then planted a long, hard kiss on his cheek, knowing that he wasn't a fan of affection.
"Eww, that's nasty, Lex!" Calvin wiped his face as the attorney left the apartment, smirking as she reapplied her lip gloss. Hopping into the driver's seat of the Audi, Alex willed her arms to steady as she drove back to the apartment she shared with Casey, noting that she would have to make it a house before Star Hitter came up to bat. Thankfully, they lived close to Olivia, and Alex was at the door in no time flat. She pondered just letting herself in, but she decided to give Casey the element of surprise, and instead chose to rap softly at the front door.
After the clicking of some locks, the door opened, and Alex had to pick her jaw up off the floor. Casey was the image of a vintage starlet, a short, black, strapless dress hugging every voluptuous curve, which was sexier tenfold on her at six months pregnant. Her jade eyes smoldered with eye makeup applied by an experienced hand, and a faint blush was visible on her rounded cheeks. Her full lips were blood red to match her loose ringlets, and a silver necklace drew attention to her generous cleavage. Black flats adorned her swollen feet, and a wrap completed the look. Alex had never seen anything so breathtaking in her entire life.
"See something you like?" Casey quipped, her eyebrow quirked. Alex's mouth went dry while other parts of her became very, very wet when she heard her girlfriend's contralto husk. Seeing as her vocal chords were failing her, she did her best to nod, eyes never leaving Casey's. The redhead stepped outside, closing the door behind her, before stopping to take in the blonde's appearance. "Because I certainly see something I like." She husked into Alex's ear. "Very, very much." her tongue traced the shell of her ear, before her ruby lips moved to suckle on Alex's pulse point.
"Oh God, Case- If you don't stop, we'll never make it to dinner." Alex mewled, her face flushed, her breath coming in gasps.
Casey smirked, taking Alex's proffered arm and following her back to the car. "And where, pray tell, is this dinner you so lovingly planned?" She inquired.
"Oh, I don't know, just a little place called Tamarind, nothing special." Alex grinned.
Casey halted, jerking them both. "How the fuck did you get a table at Tamarind?! The wait list for a reservation is months in advance!" She exclaimed.
This time, Alex did the teasing, nibbling where Casey's ivory collarbone met her shoulder. "You're forgetting that I am the New York Attorney General. It opens a lot of things up for you." She purred.
Thoroughly hot and bothered, Casey continued on with her girlfriend. "I think I might have just fallen in love with you all over again." They both chuckled, getting into the car. Upon arrival, the car was whisked away by a valet, and the couple was escorted to a balcony table, lit only by the setting sun and the candles nearby. Casey thought Alex looked absolutely stunning backlit by the gentle glow, and she chewed on her lip as she ogled.
Immediately after sitting down, two glasses of sparkling cider were placed before them, along with a plate of appetizers that Casey happened to particularly enjoy as of late. "No champagne for you, honey?" Casey asked.
Alex shook her head. "We're in this together, right? I'm not letting you watch me indulge in something you can't have yourself. That would be cruel of me."
"You're too good to me." Casey gushed, a natural blush enhancing the made-up one already present.
The dinner passed by with pleasant conversation, about the past, about the present, about the future. As dessert got closer, both women were increasingly twitchy, glancing both at each other and everywhere else. When a large piece of chocolate cake was brought out, they focused on feeding it to one another.
"How is it, Case?" She asked, slipping a mouthful of cake between Casey's lips. Casey moaned and let her eyes flutter shut at the rich flavor.
"It's divine, Lex. You have got to try some." She picked up her fork and tenderly fed some to Alex in turn. Her reaction was not much different. Squinting her eyes, she noticed a mark on Alex's pale lips. "You've got some on your face."
"Where?" Alex began searching with her hands for the offending piece of cake.
"Right-" Casey leaned in gently kissing Alex's lips, flicking her tongue out to get the piece before tangling it with Alex's in her waiting mouth. "-Here." She flashed her teeth at her girlfriend. Both women were at ease after that exchange, and Alex took the opportunity to reach into her purse for the ring.
"Casey, you know you're the light of my life, right?" Alex began, twiddling the box between her fingers, behind her back.
Casey smiled. "And you're the wind beneath my wings."
Alex stood up, taking Casey's hand. "You're the amazing mother of my child."
Casey rose to her feet. "And you're my baby's lovely Mama." She grinned.
The blonde took the redhead into her arms, rocking her to a music only they could hear. "You're my world." She whispered into her ear.
"And you, my universe." Casey whispered in turn.
Alex gently kissed Casey's nose. "You're my soul-mate."
Casey kissed Alex's chin. "You're my better half."
The Attorney General caressed Casey's bump. "You are my queen." She bent down, nuzzling the baby. "And you are my princess."
Casey ran her fingers through flaxen strands. "You are my kingdom, my castle, and the ruler of my heart." She pulled Alex up.
Alex looked surprised. "Casey what-"
"Over the past few months I've learned so much. About me. About you. About what I want. And most importantly, that if I don't have you, I have absolutely nothing." She stared into Alex's bespectacled eyes, and Alex felt naked, like her very soul was on display, but it was erotic for her as it was unnerving. "I don't want to go another day without knowing that I will always have you. That we-" she gestured to her belly "-will always have you." She reached into her clutch, grabbing something black and square. "Alexandra Eleanor Cabot." She knelt down on one knee, no easy task with her physical state. "Will you marry me?" Casey flipped the lid, revealing an antique silver band adorned by a single princess cut diamond.
For the second time that night, Alex was rendered unable to speak. Her hands went to her face, and a couple of tears pricked her eyes. She nearly collapsed, but was able to control herself and she lowered in front of Casey carefully, taking her hands. "Yes. I will." She stammered. "Every day of my life I will."
Casey tenderly took Alex's hand and slid the ring onto her finger, before kissing her hand, and then passionately on the lips. The kiss was chaste, undemanding, yet powerful and emotional all at once. When they pulled back, the entire restaurant was applauding, and the couple could not help but laugh.
Alex turned to Casey, brushing some stray tendrils out of her face. "You know why I planned this dinner?"
Casey smiled dumbly. "Gee, I don't know, so I could make you my fiancee?"
Alex chuckled. "Quite the opposite actually." She pulled out her own ring box, and showed Casey the ring. "Casey, you and Star Hitter are the two loves of my life. I want to have and hold both of you as long as I am breathing. Every time I look at you, I'm filled with unbelievable joy because you are absolutely the most beautiful creature on this Earth. And every day, you get more and more gorgeous because you're carrying our baby. And I would give everything I have ever worked for to keep you in my life. Casey Marianne Novak." She took a deep breath. "Please make me the happiest woman in the world and be my wife?"
The redhead sported a grin so wide it split her face in two. She took Alex's face in her hands, pulled her close and whispered in her ear. "You don't even have to ask." She kissed her soundly, allowing Alex's tongue to invade her mouth and tangle for dominance. When they broke for air, both women were freely crying, and Alex gently slid the ring onto Casey's swollen finger as Casey had done for her. The crowd around them was ecstatic after seeing two people get engaged at once, and erupted into cheers when they stood up and passionately melded together at the mouth. Music began to play, and when Casey pulled back, a knowing glint lit her eye. She offered Alex her hand, and she accepted, beginning their dance.
"You know, this will be a great story to tell our kids some day." Casey remarked. "How I accidentally hijacked your proposal dinner."
Alex's hand moved to Casey's stomach. "I think they will love to hear it." They met in a kiss, swaying to the music, excited for the rest of their lives together.
