A/N: Thanks for being patient with me. I had some stuff going on yesterday, but I am back on my writing horse now! :) I know Blitz and HG have their ideas about HisBlitzLaw but personally I think like it sounds like a crazy law firm, so of course I am on board! ;) enjoy, from my iPhone, I didn't want to make you wait!

Present Day...

Alex Cabot drove her Lexus through the rainy New York City streets. She kept trying to stem the flow of her tears, but couldn't seem to manage success. Had it not been for getting a call from Donnelly to report to the office for an impromptu meeting she'd be in bed under the pillows and blankets still crying. The look of hurt on Casey's face still emblazoned in her mind. The hurt in the redheads voice still ringing in her ears.

Pulling into the DA's parking garage, she laid her head against the steering wheel and let a new round of tears fall. It wouldn't be a surprise to anyone once they saw her that she'd been crying. Her eyes were so swollen. The surprise might be that the Ice Queen even had the ability to cry.

How had this all come to be? How had this all gone so badly so fast?

One year earlier...

Alex walked into her apartment. Tossing the keys down on the side table she headed straight to the kitchen, she needed a stiff drink. Today had been long and full of dealing with Casey Novak.

Pouring herself three fingers of whiskey, she took a long sip of the amber liquid. The burn running down her throat seeming to erase the stress of the day, at least for a second. Alex never had been much of a drinker but days like today she needed one.

Shaking her head she thought back to the redheads proposal of going out for a drink tonight. Alex of course refused like she did many times before and would continue too. Casey just couldn't get the hint that she wasn't interested. It was Alex's fault, she had given Casey the wrong impression when Casey was new and needed someone. She's been the redheads shoulder to cry on and helped her with planning her parents funeral.

Alex genuinely felt for the girl. She knew what it was like to lose a parent. Her father had died when she was 17 and it shook her foundation, changed the way she viewed the world. She'd suffered years of depression, countless therapists and antidepressants. She'd finally learned to cope when she met Audrey.

Audrey has been overseas at the time when Casey had come to work in Sex Crimes. Alex had been brutally hard on the redhead because she wasn't handling not having Audrey around well. Then that night she was packing up and got a call from Branch telling her he was proud of Novak and Alex needed to lighten up that the girl was having a hard time with her first case. Alex felt awful for not offering support and went to offer whatever encouraging words she could.

The whole way down the hall to the office, Alex wasn't sure why she was even going. She wasn't that kind of person, but it was like something other than Branch's words propelled her there. Reaching. The office she found Casey in a crying heap. Suddenly, everyone of her movements had been like an autopilot response. The support she offered over the next week was completely genuine. There was no other place Alex would have rather been then beside Casey.

When Audrey returned home it immediately stopped. Alex's place was beside her girlfriend not her coworker. Plus, Casey had a lot of growing up to do. The more time she spent with the redhead the more faults she discovered in her.

Casey dressed to provocatively for work. She liked to get drunk with the detectives after a win. She acted like a goofy grown child. The list could go on and on. Still despite all that, she seemed to have an amazing heart. It killed Alex to constantly push her away and be mean, but Casey caused real problems between her and Audrey.

Audrey was convinced Alex had an affair with Casey. It had taken Alex's mother to convince Audrey that wasn't the case at all. Luckily Alex's mom had come with Alex to Connecticut to help with the reception after the funeral and they had shared a room. Still, Audrey hated Casey and took every chance she could to say something snarky at work events to Casey.

Hearing keys in the door, Alex realized Audrey must be home. Looking down at the counter Alex suddenly realized she had consumed a good bit of whiskey and felt a tiny bit loopy. She would not be able to hide her quickly impending drunkenness from her girlfriend, not that she should have to but Audrey didn't find these things amusing.

Seeing Audrey in the doorway of the kitchen from her peripheral vision Alex turned to face her with a goofy smile, "Hey baby."

"Alexandra, it's 6:30 and you are drunk?" Audrey asked with a bite in her tone.

Alex bit her lip and said, "Maybe, but I didn't intend on getting drunk."

Shaking her head, Audrey walks over and grabs the bottle from Alex pouring the rest down the kitchen sink. "I swear Alex, you are a train wreck. I don't even know why I put up with you someday's. Go get a shower and go to bed. You smell like a bar."

Alex didn't even argue. She just clumsily walked from the room and to the master bath. No matter how unfair Audrey's assessment or words may have been Alex didn't feel like a fight. She didn't care to argue with the brunette. It would only make their week long trip to Vermont next week a mess. Audrey held grudges and would cancel and Alex had big plans for the vacation.

Alex booked the cabin in Vermont for the Audrey's favorite time of year, winter. She liked the woods when it snowed and the forecast said it might. It would be the perfect time to propose.

Charlotte, Alex's mom, was against the idea when Alex mentioned it, but Alex didn't care. She loved Audrey, and Audrey would be the perfect wife. At least political wise...

Alex turned on the shower and climbed into the warm spray. With the water rushing over her, she started thinking about Casey again. Shaking her head clear, she quickly finished her shower and got ready for bed.

Climbing under the sheets, Alex felt her stomach grumble. She hadn't ever eaten dinner. She'd love to go back to the kitchen and get something to eat, but that would mean having to deal with Audrey being overly passive aggressive which would lead to a fight. Starving was easier.

Feeling the lull of alcohol induce sleep run through her Alex began to let her mind wander. She began thinking about how Audrey would make a good politicians wife even if she could be major bitch. She thought about how it would be nice to win ten cases in a row, and how good Casey looked in those overly provocative outfits.

Falling asleep she thought about how Casey would have been nice to her if she'd come home and found Alex drunk. The redhead probably would have cooked her dinner and tucked her into bed. Casey is just nice that way.