A/N: I've had a complete mental breakdown over the past few weeks, so it took a little longer to find it in me to update.
Wigler: The person who was going to be the namesake for the baby broke up with me. Horribly. So I've thought up a new name. I like meaningful names.
AlOlLove: That is very true indeed. As an autistic person, I'd like to think I'm the same as everyone else too. But I have also learned that it's not easy having to care for someone with DS, there is huge variety within the disorder. I knew one person who was incredibly self-sufficient, and one who was non-verbal and had to wear diapers. Many of the children born have heart problems. Even more require feeding tubes to eat. But they're still awesome people.
White Pontiac Heaven: D: dude. That's absolutely terrible and I'm glad you're alive.
Fun fact: Abby Borin totally dropped an "I swung both ways" on NCIS and it was GLORIOUS. God bless Diane Neal.
Serious Question: Was Casey crying all the time in S9 because Charlie died? The timing makes sense. Just wondering.
And now, for the chapter you've been waiting for!
"Please, tell me why I ever agreed to get married while eight months again?" Casey muttered, trying and failing to stuff her swollen breasts into her dress without them spilling over.
"Because you and Alex agreed, and I quote, 'a honeymoon would be best before the baby comes'." Amanda drawled, buttoning the back of Casey's ivory gown. It was loose-fitting, but not puffy, showing off Casey's bump without creating a trip hazard for the pregnant woman. The generous neckline showed off Casey's temporarily enhanced cleavage, almost too much so. Casey's ruby locks were curled gently, and a jeweled-flower clip held her veil in place.
Casey sighed dramatically. "But I look so fat." she complained, pouting at the mirror.
Amanda carefully adjusted the hem of the neckline, keeping Casey's cleavage in check. "Alex certainly doesn't think so." She handed her a bouquet of irises and baby's breath. "Now get out there and get yourself a wife!"
Casey inhaled as much as her clothing would allow her. Then, she tentatively stepped from the guest bedroom, and made her way to the backyard. The wedding was small, including only the select few people closest to them, and officiated by Elizabeth Donnelly. They'd decided this arrangement to ensure they were married as soon as possible, before the baby came and life was stressful. Not once did they regret not having a "dream" wedding, because for Alex and Casey, the wedding of their dreams would be the one where they came away married.
Claire de Lune began to play from the outdoor speaker systems as Casey came down the porch. It was their song. The guests turned, in silent reverence of the bride. Olivia, Alex's maid of honor, nudged the blonde beside her. And Alex gasped. The Attorney General was absolutely breathtaking, clad in a long, silvery, strapless gown that highlighted her subtle curves. Her hair was in large ringlets, a sparkly barrette held it out of her face. And she stood, staring at her fiancee as if there were no one else in this universe. Casey reached the impromptu altar, and Alex lifted her veil, brushing her painted cheek.
"You're stunning, Case." Alex murmured. taking her fiancee's pale hands in hers.
Casey flushed pink. "Well you're gorgeous."
Judge Donnelly began with the ceremony, most of which neither woman paid much attention to. Alex lost herself in the forest in Casey's eyes, while the redhead set adrift in her love's. It was magical for them. Judge Donnelly prompted them for their vows, which Alex somehow caught, and hurriedly pulled hers from her bust, earning laughter from the guests and a gulp from Casey.
"To my dearest Casey." Alex began, smiling at her fiancee. "I thank the heavens every day that I got to meet you. It may not have been under the best of circumstances, and I may or may not have taken a dig at your prosecutorial abilities." she joked, earning giggles from Casey and their audience. "But, you did get me and everyone else affected by Connors justice, and because of what you did, I am here today as Alex Cabot. Not Emily, not Kelly, Alex. And now, I'm changing my name again, but this time, for the better. Today, I'm going to become Alexandra Cabot-Novak. Today, I'm becoming yours forever. And, of course, yours too." she held Casey's stomach in her hands. "I swear to love both of you as long as I breathe, to put you above all other things in life, and most of all, to be the wife and mother you want me to be, come what may." she finished, grinning brightly.
Casey's shoulders shook, choking back sobs. "Sorry, hormones!" she chuckled, taking a few deep breaths as the guests laughed. Amanda passed Casey her vows, which she unfolded and began to read. "I remember when I started at SVU. It was a big deal because I was not Alex Cabot. And I wondered, 'who is this Alex and why is she so important?' Then I actually met you for myself, and I knew why you were so impossible to replace. There is nobody as passionate, witty, and strong, yet so incredibly kind and gentle as you are. You gave me a chance when nobody else would. You helped me see the amazing person I could be. And I could not be more excited to stand beside you as your wife, as the mother of our child, as Casey Cabot-Novak. I love you with all that I have, and I cannot wait for where our lives will take us next." Casey spoke, her natural pregnancy glow even more luminous at this moment.
Judge Donnelly nodded towards Calvin. "The rings, please." The teenager stepped forward with their wedding bands on a pillow. Two simple, matching, platinum bands glinting in the sunlight. Alex took hers first, slowly and gently sliding it down Casey's swollen finger, to where it would stay. Casey did the same, quickly and easily slipping the band down Alex's long, delicate digit.
"With the power vested in me by God, and the State of New York, I now pronounce you legally married. You may now kiss your bride." Donnelly finished. Alex embraced Casey, gently pressing her lips against her wife's. There was no urgent need, no heated fervor. Just two people in a loving brush of lips. This act was more than enough for them, it communicated all the love they had for each other, for their child. When they finally pulled away, their guests were clapping. They took a moment to look fondly upon the family and friends there today. The Stablers. Olivia and Calvin. The squad. Sherri. Governor Bauer. They could not have been more happy with their wedding.
The time came for their first dance, to You and Me by Lifehouse. Alex and Casey were pressed together as close as Star Hitter would allow them, swaying in time to the music.
"Hi, Mrs. Cabot-Novak." Casey whispered in her new wife's ear.
"Hey, yourself." she replied with a smile, gently kissing her temple.
"I can't wait for us to be a family." Casey grinned.
Alex caressed Casey's bump. "Me neither." she sighed contentedly, reveling in the kicking she felt under her palms.
Casey placed a kiss to Alex's pulse point. "I can't wait for our honeymoon, either."
The blonde's breath hitched. "I concur."
They both snickered to themselves, melting into a kiss, into their own private isle of bliss- each other.
Their cake was brought out, red velvet- Casey's favorite. They cut the cake together, and then took turns feeding each other.
"How is it, baby?" Alex asked as she placed some on her wife's tongue.
Casey's eyes fluttered shut. "This is heavenly." she replied around the food.
Alex swiped some icing on Casey's nose. "Whoops."
"Look what you did!" Casey responded, in mock surprise.
"Don't worry, love." Alex moved closer. "I'll fix it." she licked it away, kissing the tip of her nose.
Casey smirked, and rubbed some icing on Alex's cheek. "My mistake." she quipped.
Alex grinned. "What are you going to do about it?"
The redhead suckled on the offending spot, and peppered it with some quick kisses. "That."
Alex and Casey danced the night away in a blur of toasts, dinner, and glass-clinking kisses. Finally, the clock struck ten, and it was time to depart for their honeymoon. Their guests bid them farewell, and Alex whisked Casey away into a waiting limousine.
"So where are you taking me?" Casey husked, leaning into Alex.
Alex quirked a manicured brow, planting a kiss to Casey's crown. "We, my dear, are heading to a penthouse suite at the Waldorf for the weekend."
Casey gasped. "You did not!"
"Oh yes, I did." Alex replied, snuggling in closer to Casey. "Only the best for my Casey."
"Mmmmm, you certainly are the best." Casey gushed, kissing up Alex's porcelain neck. "I love you." she murmured into the soft skin.
"That won't be the last time you say that tonight."
