A/N: Audrey the vampire...classic! So funny. I never thought I'd write about vampires, lol. I love your reviews, as always they keep me inspired and writing! :)

Present Day...

Alex stepped into the elevator to travel to Liz's office floor. She dug her nails deep into her palms trying to stave off her tears. It pained her to be reminded in any way of the woman she loved and standing in this building and in this elevator was to much for her.

Maybe it was time for her to make a change in her life. Maybe she should think of moving or going somewhere different in life. Her thoughts were betraying her. Digging her nails deeper into her palms she tried to replace her emotions and her anxiety with pain. She tried to will away the flush of stress hives started to coat her pale white skin of her chest. She tried to keep them from traveling up her neck. She tried to stop the tears starting to slip from her eyes again.

As the elevator came to an abrupt stop at her desired floor the doors opened to reveal Kim and Abbie. The two looked at her with pained sympathy. The sight of them was Alex's undoing and she burst into tears and fled from the elevator to the bathroom down the hall.

One Year Earlier...

Alex woke up the next morning with a headache. God she hated over drinking. She needed to make a point to drink a tad bit more regularly so she'd not lose control so easily and drink too much. Then again maybe she should just give up alcohol all together.

Moving towards the night stand she saw a note in Casey's messy handwriting 'drink the water, take the pills! Breakfast will be in once it's done. :) - C.' Alex couldn't help but smile in spite of her pounding head. Taking the pills and drinking the water she laid back to rest.

She vaguely remembered kissing the redhead outside the house and pushing Casey away into the snow. Part of her wondered if Casey hadn't said anything how far they would have gotten. It was Casey's warm voice in Alex's ear that had broken the trance of lust that had fallen over Alex. Alex genuinely hoped she hadn't given Casey the wrong impression. She liked the redhead, but she wasn't interested in her in a romantic way. Was she?

Alex suddenly wondered how she got to bed. The last thing she remembered was Casey feeding her spaghetti. Casey had made her dinner. The redhead hadn't seemed phased that Alex had gotten drunk. She actually seemed quite sympathetic. Had Casey carried her to bed? As she wondered about the missing pieces of the night, a light knock came on the door and Casey appeared with a tray of food.

"Hey," Casey whispered walking into the room. "How you feeling?"

Alex gave the redhead a weak smile, before saying just as weakly, "Like roadkill eaten by buzzards then thrown up."

"Lovely..."

"You asked. What's for breakfast?"

Casey set the tray down, "Bacon, eggs and toast. Perfect hang over food."

"Hang over food?" Alex asked with a quirked eyebrow.

Casey laughed, "You don't get drunk often do you Cabot?"

"That obvious?"

"Just a tad." Casey said with a warm smile, "Okay here's the deal, eggs for protein and vitamins specifically B vitamins, bacon for grease to coat your stomach, and toast to help settle your stomach."

"Thank you Casey." Alex said weakly taking a piece of toast. "So what time do you want to head back to the city?"

Casey laughed, "Alex do you not remember the weather?"

"Umm, it snowed. I remember that much."

Smiling Casey chuckled slightly, "Yeah, well it's still snowing. It's let up some, the reports say it is going to snow till late afternoon. There is easily 3 to 4 feet of snow outside. We aren't going anywhere anytime soon. I called Branch and informed him of the situation though, so he is putting Serena temporarily on our cases."

Alex smiled, "Well Liv and Elliot should enjoy that. You know how the squad hates change."

"Yes I do." Casey said with a frown, remembering how long it took them to warm up to her. "Well eat up and get cleaned up or whatever. I am going to go see what I can find to entertain myself."

"Okay." Alex watched the redhead leave. While she ate she could hear Casey rummaging around the house. She couldn't quite figure out what her co-chair was up to out there but she would find out soon enough.

After showering and getting into yoga pants and a comfy sweater Alex stepped into the living room to find the floor scattered with board games and puzzles and Casey sitting in the middle examining a big gun. "What the hell are you doing?" Alex asked in disbelief.

"Well, I was looking for things to entertain us with and I found these games and puzzles in the closet, but I also found this rifle and a shotgun. I like guns. I use to hunt with my Dad." Casey answered suddenly feeling a little self conscious under Alex's hard glare.

"Well I don't so put it up Casey." Alex order in a stern tone.

Standing, Casey looks at Alex, "You know you could ask nicely. I am the one with the rifle and all."

"What are you going to shoot me?"

"Maybe."

"Is that a threat?"

"No, I am just a little over you treating me like I am less than you Alex. Jesus, I just drove all the way from New York in the middle of a freaking blizzard for you. I have done nothing but ever be nice to you and show you how well I would treat you and you always treat me like a child. Stop it." Casey snapped. She wasn't exactly sure why she just unleashed on Alex, but she felt better for it. Maybe Alex just hit a nerve when it came to her being so dismissive of an interest that was linked to a happy memory of Casey and her dad.

Alex frowned, "I am going to read a book."

The next few hours passed in tense silence. Casey built puzzles at a speedy rate, while Alex devoured books. If the women were this overly productive at work they could probably run the DA's office by themselves. Their want to avoid each other was ridiculous.

By the time early evening arrived, Casey had completed every puzzle and tried playing herself in board games. Meanwhile, Alex was still happily reading and ignoring Casey. The silence was starting to drive Casey mad which had started her talking to herself in funny voices.

"Casey stop it!" Alex yelled causing the redhead to jump at the sudden break in the quiet.

"What?"

"You sound like you've gone mad Casey. Cut it out." Alex said firmly.

Casey stood with clenched fists. "Well what the hell do you expect Cabot. You are just sitting there completely ignoring me."

"I am ignoring you because you are acting like a hyperactive child."

"This is why you don't have friends Alex. You are so stuck up." Casey bites back.

"Whatever Casey. I am going to bed." Alex says standing from the sofa.

Shaking her head, Casey runs her hands in her hair, "You haven't eaten dinner yet Alex."

"I don't want to eat, plus we don't have a lot of food." Alex answered walking into the bedroom and closing the door behind her.

Casey walked to the kitchen and examined the cabinets, pantry, and fridge. They really didn't have much food and they were not going to be making any grocery store runs in the next few days. Casey would have to do something to fix this tomorrow morning.

Eating a granola bar to save staples, she fixed a plan in her head. Gathering together her supplies she was sure she could pull it off. It might be a bit risky, but it would also take the edge off her cabin fever.

Plus, maybe the time apart would help her and Alex manage the time they were going to be stuck in this cabin together...