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05 June 2005 @ 11:39 pm
20/20 Part 7 (Conclusion)  
This is it. The last part of 20/20. However, despair not. Shay and I will be working on and releasing parts to a monster epic fic very shortly. Keep your eyes out for Law & Order: SVU: The Liberty Series.

I will tell you nothing else about it at this time. ;)

Title: 20/20
Authors: DiNovia and sHaYcH
Pairing: Casey/Olivia
Rating: NC-17, language, graphic sexual content
Notes: sequel to "The Eyes Have It"
Spoilers: Escape
Disclaimers: We do not own these characters and, though they might be a bit tired after this, they have not been harmed. We have made no profit from this endeavor.
Thanks: To Shay, my co-author, who saved this story and my entire C/O obsession from oblivion. Thank you for all your help.



The scent of Olivia lingered on her fingers, on her body. Casey wondered if she’d have the strength to shower away the proof of their night together.

I’ll never wear them again, she vowed as her tears finally slipped over her lashes. They burned searing pathways down her cheeks, carving a deepening valley of silent grief that choked her. Not wanting to wake Olivia with her pathetic weakness, Casey lowered her face back into the depths of the pillow and wept.

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Olivia Benson, NYPD detective, surfaced slowly from a particularly blissful erotic dream only to have equally erotic memories flood her semi-consciousness.

Oh, God... Indistinct traces of arousal skated over her body almost immediately. I’ve been fucked senseless by Casey Novak. And I wanted to be. I wanted her to touch me like that. I wanted her to love me so deep and hard that my screams would wake the dead.

A fluttering aftershock rippled through her abdomen at the memory of her last moments of consciousness and she struggled to stifle the groan she felt bubbling up from her toes.

God, what she does to me! Her bronze eyes. Her low, sexy voice. Her strong hands. Those glasses...

Liv’s bliss suddenly hit a palpable snag.

The glasses. Oh God, the glasses! What a stupid excuse to get a woman in bed, Olivia Benson!

Her mind started to work furiously.

You’ll make it up to her. You’ll take her out tonight. A real date... Jesus, Benson, why didn’t you think of that before? You’ll take her someplace nice. Someplace she’s never been. A place where she’ll be surrounded by things that are almost as beautiful as she is.

Then it took a hard right turn.

Or no...we’ll stay in. I make a mean Veal Saltimbocca. I’ll make Linguini Basilico, too, and sing Italian love songs to her while she reclines on the sofa, eating grapes and drinking champagne. Yes! Then—after dinner—we’ll make love until the moon sets and in the morning I’ll hold her in my arms through the sunrise. We’ll listen to the city awaken below and I’ll whisper that I want this to be forever...

Olivia wasn’t sure what initially derailed her fantasy train but as soon as she was fully conscious she knew something was wrong.

“Casey?” She reached for her beautiful lover but found no one beside her. A small creak lured her gaze toward the head of the bed and she found Casey there, huddled against the dark wood of the headboard, her arms wrapped around her knees. She was rocking herself gently back and forth.

“Case? Honey, what is it?”

Casey slowly lifted her head until finally Liv could see her bright copper-penny eyes. Except they weren’t bright. They were almost gray with fear.

Olivia instantly knew what was wrong.

She quickly crawled to her lover, enfolding her into strong arms, cradling her. She rocked Casey for a while, just holding her, caressing her soft, porcelain skin, kissing her forehead—until she finally lifted her chin so that the young woman could see her eyes.

Then she lowered her sweet mouth to Casey’s, capturing petal pink lips in the gentlest kiss she could manage.

The young woman struggled against the detective, her heart shearing into jagged pieces too painful to bear. This couldn’t be happening. It couldn’t be real...and Casey knew she was not strong enough to endure another meaningless sexual encounter.

Olivia soothed her into stillness. “Please, Casey,” she whispered. “Let me touch you like this...”

Casey’s resistance crumpled like corrugated tin in a hurricane. She buried her tears deep in her heart and closed her eyes, wondering how she could ever have thought she would be able to deny the beautiful detective.

“Hold onto me, honey,” breathed Olivia. She moaned quietly when she felt the redhead’s arms wind around her neck and she shifted the lithe body, cradling it closer to her heart. With her free hand she began a slow, aching caress, beginning at her lover’s cheek, drifting over her neck, brushing over her nipples and belly, grazing her thighs…

As the caress continued, Casey could no longer contain her anguished tears and they washed down her cheeks. She had to stop this. She had to stop this right now, before she completely lost control.

“Liv?” she rasped.

“Shhh...” Olivia brushed kisses over Casey’s eyes, cheeks, and lips. “Shhh, Casey... I want this. I want you.” Her fingers dipped into the young woman’s warmth and they both groaned.

But the attorney shook her head. “No...no, you don’t...” Her voice was small and heartbreakingly sad and Olivia wanted nothing more than to shower her with the comfort she so clearly needed.

“Casey, honey, look at me.” The brunette waited patiently as her lover struggled to open tear-flooded eyes. Once she was sure Casey saw her—really saw her—she let a gentle smile touch her mouth.

“I love you, too,” she breathed, slipping her fingers fully inside Casey’s delicate heat, moving sweetly, tenderly...and so deeply. “Forever, honey.” A silvery thread of tears rimmed her deep chocolate eyes.

Casey’s whole being wept with the joy of those words and she shuddered in Olivia’s arms, crying softly with her exquisite release.

When she finally descended from those angelic heights she focused watery eyes on Olivia.

“What?” she asked timidly. “What did you just say?”

Olivia cupped Casey’s face in her hands, her long fingers brushing away the shimmering remnants of tears on her lovely cheeks.

“I said, ‘I love you, too.’ I thought you’d want to know that. You know, for future reference.” She grinned naughtily. “Are you getting that or do you want me to get Warner on the phone so she can explain it to you?”

Casey laughed even as she flushed red. “That won’t be necessary,” she countered wryly.

“Then you’re getting it?”

Casey swallowed hard. “I get it, Detective,” she whispered, reaching out to caress Liv’s cheek. Liv nuzzled into Casey’s soft touch, making the redhead’s heart swell with emotion. “I got it a long, long time ago.”

Intrigued, Olivia smiled a crooked little smile. “When, Case? When did you know that you were in love with me?”

“I’ve had a crush on you since the moment I laid eyes on you, Detective,” growled Casey suggestively. Then her eyes and voice softened. “But I knew I had fallen in love with you when you stayed with Lee Healy even though Baxter had told you to go.”

Olivia gaped at her lover.

Lee Healy…God, that was over a year ago. When Andy showed up out of nowhere and I ended up on the wrong end of a hostage situation.

“How did you find out about that?” Casey hadn’t worked that case.

“I reviewed the tapes. But that’s not the point.” Casey gazed up at the detective. “The point is I knew right then and right there, Olivia Benson, that I wanted to be that person for you. I wanted to be the person who would stay with you like that; even in Hell and even if Lucifer himself released me. Because you always do that for us, Liv. You’re always there for us. And you deserve to have someone be there for you.” Casey knit her brows, frustrated with her words. “Does that make any sense?”

Her answer was a deep and breathless kiss that shot like starfire right through her, bathing her insides in glittering ice and shards of blue heat.

When they parted, Olivia rested her forehead against Casey’s and struggled to catch her breath.

“You know what I want?” she asked.

“What do you want, detective mine?” Casey sighed and played with the ends of Olivia’s hair before tucking herself under the older woman’s chin and snuggling into the cradle of her arms.

“I want to stay in bed with you all day. I want to make love to you until you can’t remember your own name. I want to sleep wrapped up in your arms so that my nightmares become dreams instead.” She kissed Casey gently. “But what I really want, right now, right this very minute...”

“Yes?”

Liv looked directly into Casey’s beautiful twilight eyes and said, “Coffee.”

Casey laughed and hid her eyes against Liv’s shoulder. “Oh, thank God. I thought I was the only one.” She looked up again, more serious. “We’ll have to go out and get it. I don’t have any in the house at the moment.”

“There’s a great coffee shop not too far from here. We’ll go together.”

“Deal,” said Casey. “You wanna race?” she asked with a wink.

Olivia laughed for a second but then leaned forward to kiss her competitive lover on the nose. “I don’t need to race anymore, Case,” she said simply. “You’re all the prize I’ll ever need.”

fin

 
 
My State of Mind: relievedrelieved
 
 
 
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seftiri: Liv's Girlseftiri on September 25th, 2005 08:46 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you liked the stories! :)

We have several (meaning thousands) more in the works.

Of course I'm taking friends on my flist! LOL The more, the merrier!

Besides, do you think we Limers have the luxury of saying that we have too many like-minded people in the world? I think not. At least not yet. ;)

Friend away and I shall friend you back. :)
you're still going to the party, bitch: svu: casey readingmammothluv on June 8th, 2008 03:16 am (UTC)
I know this was written years ago but I'm new to SVU and the Casey and C/O love train so I've been going C/O fic crazy lately and I had to tell you that I'm loving catching up on all of your fic. This story was wonderful!
seftiri: Like Thisseftiri on June 14th, 2008 05:05 am (UTC)
Oh, don't worry! There will be more. My gf says I have to finish the Holiday Series or else! ;) Plus, I'll never give up on my Casey.
you're still going to the party, bitch: svu: casey biting lipmammothluv on June 17th, 2008 02:32 pm (UTC)
Oh, that makes me terribly happy! I love the holiday series so far and was hoping there would be more. I love the way Casey and Olivia's relationship is developing in the series and I totally dig Casey's family. I'm glad to hear it will continue.