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hocuspocusbabyy · 5 months ago

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Oh me, Oh my - Cabenovak

‘What if they were farmers?’

Alex runs an equestrian farm > Olivia a cattle ranch < Casey works had a handler for the both of them.

They have been seeing each other for years, Alex and Olivia at the very least the last five whilst living across and working closely together.

Casey joined a little over a year ago, Alex had scooped her up quicker than Olivia could.

Casey starts her mornings with Olivia they start early, switching the cattle between the acres.

The 4 am starts would be murder if Alex didn’t set up breakfast for them to come back to. She didn’t cook but she organised it?

Olivia greets Casey on the porch, adjusting the redheads hat and kissing her gently. Thumbs rubbing lightly at the underside of her eyes.

They’d always steal a moment before the sun after leaving the blonde in bed > though they didn’t always stay together. Casey had a cabin too, though she did frequent her ‘bosses’ home more.

Fin would always interrupt them, yelling from the truck and blaring the horn for them to get going.

Cue Casey and Olivia shitting themselves the 40% of time they’d be getting picked up from Alex’s > terrified to wake the blonde.

Alex Cabot had a very tight schedule > they knew they were lucky to be apart of it.

Her table is always pristine with her home grown food however > Alex Ice Queen > Scary horse bitch, has quite the green thumb.

Munch is 100% a Vet.

Cragan runs the rodeos with Elliott.

Liz is a horse bitch like Alex! (Show jumpers).

Olivia makes the best pies, they’ll often eat those together (she prepared them on the weekends).

Alex sets out fruits, nuts and porridge, Sundays there was bacon. > The blonde was watching their blood pressure.

Alex starts her day slower, she opens with a few calls to sponsors, manufacturers and clients. She’s on the treadmill for 06:00 ready for her first call.

They eat together at 08:45, beaded in sweat yet wrapped in layers of cotton to keep them safe from the sun. Mornings were colder, yet the Texas was not forgiving.

Olivia slaps a kiss on Alex’s cheek as she enters. The blonde sat at the table reading the paper in her dressing gown, freshly showered. The brunette sweeping down to great her. “Mornin Cricket”

Alex leans into the touch, nudging her cheek closer. Olivia laughs to her flesh pecking it again before peppering one to her neck and shoulder for good measure.

“Good Morning my darling.” Alex would whisper back as Olivia drew away walking towards the fridge.

They often ate in Alex’s dining room, especially when the rest of the farm joined them. Yet mornings like this, just the three of them were mostly enjoyed in the brunettes kitchen.

Olivia guzzling orange juice from the carton as Alex crinkles her nose.

Casey comes bounding in now, three dogs reaching in behind her.

The shepherd darting under the table to rest as Alex’s feet, the blonde reaching down to pet ‘Mabel’ with her free hand. Alternating between drinking her tea.

Wobbly pit bull is next excitedly running at Olivia, the brunettes sighing out a laugh as she bends to greet the animal. “Morning Chief.”

The redhead walked up behind the blonde stealing her glasses and leaning across her shoulder to scan the cross sword herself.

Alex turning to peck her lips gently as Casey focused on the paper yet reached to play with the hair at the nape of the blondes neck.

“Thirty down is London.” She’d mumbled out stealing the blondes cup of tea as she walked backwards nearly tripping over the small spaniel that rested against the back of the legs.

Rue was a nervous wreck, she was often attached to Casey somehow.

“Elliott will be here at 11:00 for the horses, can you load the fowls for me? I have to deal with Hector for Amanda, you know how he get going in the trailer.

Alex sighed, Casey bending to kiss her head gently > placing the glasses back on her face. “Of course Honey.”

“Al we have the council lunch at 17:00, don’t forget.” Olivia chimed in taking her seat at the table.

“17:00?” Casey frowns “A little late for ‘lunch”

“It’s just an excuse for the bastards on the committee to drink.” The blonde rolled her eyes, Casey laughing lightly before kissing both women on the lips and departing for her shower.

“Hey.” Olivia would sigh rolling her neck back towards the remaining lover.

“Hi.” Alex would grin as the feeling of Olivia’s nose rubbing against her own.

Olivia slipping off her yard gloves to gently graze the flesh of Alex’s ribs beneath her dressing gown. Kissing the side of her head.

“You best get up there before trouble uses all the hot water.”

“Oh trouble can give me a few more seconds with you, I’m sure.” Liv shrugs pulling the other woman’s chair closer with her foot.

“You know.” Alex starts leaning into the other woman, Mabel’s head perched on her knee as she eats a piece of fruit. “We don’t have hot water problems at my house.”

“Whilst that may be true we’ve discussed this, We like the space, plus Casey isn’t ready to move in.” Alex sulks lightly at that, handing her food up to Olivia’s lips. Wiping the juices that fall with her thumb. “Besides I like the challenge.”

Olivia winks, chewing on the fruits. Bending to kiss the other woman once again before walking after the redhead.

Alex walks the dogs > yes all three, they worship her. Track her every move as she swans about the stables. Chief is not a fan of anyone he doesn’t know approaching her.

Rue often remains in the car, snoozing in the footwell.

Mabel is just happy to be there, she’ll often be seen running along side Olivia when riding in the fields.

Casey and Olivia share the shower, battling for the spray that often ends with Casey pressed against the tiles as Olivia ‘washes’ she hair.

They spilt up after that, each going about their days. Casey working between the two farms and riding round the a little blue gator Alex had insisted on purchasing for her.

‘It’s just convenience isn’t it?’

She had wanted to buy a defender like herself and Olivia’s before the brunette remained her Casey wouldn’t accept it.

Alex works on the horses preparing them for competition and pick up. Casey shows up at 13:00 to load up the fowls > catching Alex in the tack room.

Pushing the blonde against the water troff and greeting her with a kiss.

“How’s my lady doing?” Casey grins at Alex’s flustered state. A single strand of hair falling from the pristine bun. A blush creeping upon her cheeks as liveries try and fail not take notice of them as they work.

“Your lady?” Alex laughed teasingly, wrapping her arms around the other woman’s neck. “Is that what I am? I wasn’t aware I was a kept woman.”

The backs of her thighs dampened by the spilt water. Casey’s hands falling to rest and ‘dry’ the area for her. Hoisting the blonde up on her waist.

“Property of Novak and Benson, I have the signatures to prove it.” Casey jokes tracing the residual hickies left behind the night before.

“I’m not sure that legally binding Bunny.” Alex chided yet lent her neck to the side allowing the attention. Her legs wrapped tightly around the other woman.

“No?” Casey frowns kissing the blondes nose quickly, “Better do something about that soon then. Trevor is at the meeting later.”

The redheads hands grasp at the other woman’s arse harder.

“What’s your grumble with Trevor?” Alex rolls her eyes, tapping Casey’s waist to be let down > they still had work to do.

“I just think he spends an awful lot of time looking at you.”

“You’d prefer people didn’t look at me?” Alex questioned, working at moving some hay bails. Casey pushing her hands away and lifting them into the trailer for her.

“That’s not what I said. I simply don’t appreciate his attitude. He has a thing for you, everyone knows it.”

“While that may be, I’m quite preoccupied” she paused looking the other woman up and down “to allot any time more than necessary to Trevor.”

Alex grabs Casey’s sulking face with her free hand, the other picking up a bucket of feed. Squishing the redheads checks > a little harsher than necessary as she kisses her.

“I’ll see you later hotstuff.” Alex winks before waltzing out of the stable.

Casey sighs, taking a moment to compose herself. Looking down to find Mabel wagging her tail at her.

“Go look after our girl for me would ya?” She asks bending down to kiss the dogs head, ruffling her fur before pointing in the direction of the blonde and ordering the dog towards her.

She watches Alex as she drives away towards one of the back fields.

Olivia is across the yard talking to Stabler > yet another of Casey’s grumbles < she was in for it today.

“Working hard or hardly working Novak?” Elliott greets her, his arm slung across Olivia’s shoulder. They’s worked together for years, Casey knew this. He was married with like a million kids.

She liked Elliott really, he’s much better than Trevor > but yet again, men and their personal space issues.

Casey’s hands clench at her sides watching the two of them.

“Case?” Olivia’s voice breaks her trance, continuing to walk forward. “You alright there?” These an apparent look of concern on her features.

“Yeah sorry, I’m just a little tired.” She faked a yawn for good measure. The other woman humming in suspicion as she turned to close the door of her own trailer.

“Late night Novak?” Elliott joked, tipping his hat as he thread a thick rope through the metal barrier, petting the horses inside.

“You could say that.” Casey mumbled kicking her boot at the gravel, side eyeing Liv’s smirk.

The brunette clearing her throat, adjusting her own hat to shield herself and Casey, kissing her cheek. “Tell me the missus I’ll be home for dinner.”

Casey watches as Liv drives off with Elliott, looking at her watch > she teaches an induction to riding class at 14:30.

Alex loves watching Casey work with the kids, sharing their passion. As though she isn’t the one that carries lollies round in her body warmer for the littles.

“Miss Alex, Miss Alex did you see me jump?”

“I did sweetheart!” Alex would call back waving from her place leaning against her office door > Alex enjoyed keeping spaces close to her girls.

She had an office coming off the arena on her land, claimed an armchair in the conservatory or Olivia’s and a small trailer had been ‘dumped’ beside Casey’s cabin last week.

The blonde waves as Casey beams, cheering the kids on and leading the class.

Alex looks at her watch, making her way round to Hectors stable > he was always a pain in the arse to transport.

Sighing she unhooked the latch, pulling her leather gloves down her wrist with the tip of her teeth.

“Okay pal, time to go.” She soothed turning towards the horse. He was tall, black and hostile > he’d been her father’s.

Before she even had time to react the horse reared up on its hind legs, huffing aggressively.

“Well Good afternoon to you too.” She huffed back standing her ground. The horses behaviour becoming all the more erratic as she attempted to reach out and comfort him.

She looked over her shoulder for Amanda, suddenly regretting having offered her the later lunch.

Chief and Mabel becoming uneasy watching from the other side of the fence. Mabel weaving round in a circle and Chief barking.

“Fuck.” She mumbled, reaching to her left slowly trying to unlatch the gate again. Hushing the dogs gently.

The slam that followed was deafening > Hector bucking into the wall, narrowly missing the blonde. Who rolled around the brick out of the way.

Casey was watching the afternoon sun settle, gently aiding a small girl down from the horse instantly running off towards her mother.

Rue still stretched out in the bed of Alex’s defender, she walks over to rub at her belly.

“Thank you Miss Casey.” She calls whilst clambering into the car.

“You’re Welcome!” Before Mabel appeared and began weaving between her legs, dragging the woman across the yard by her jacket.

“Really you two have no manners, you raised you?” She scolded, only to be cut off by the crippling crack of hoofs slamming on the ground.

“Ace?” Casey called out, Chief stood rigid and barking at a stall door. The redhead couldn’t help the sign of relief that escaped her as she heard the blonde hush the animal. The sudden presence spooking the horse.

There’s a thud, followed by a crack and groan.

Casey couldn’t help but panic at the sound > who the fuck was even in there? Hector wasn’t a horse to be tampered with.

“I’m okay Chief, just hush a moment.” She whispered, a perfectly manicured hand curling around the stall door as she finally escaped the trap,

The blonde grasp as she moved, one hand plastered to the growing pain in her ribs.

“Alex?!” Casey gasped racing up to catch the blonde as she buckled.

“Wait” The blonde demanded raising an arm out to holt the other woman. Her finger slowly rising to cover her lip, gesturing for Casey to stay silent.

Casey stopped in her tacks, confused, concerned as Hector continued to thrash around his enclosure.

Chief settled in front of Alex blocking her from further attack > Hectors hoof had caught the right side of her ribs as she’s attempted to bridle him.

“Alex.” Casey repeated lowly as the other woman stepped back towards the ‘beast’. Its nostrils flared as the blondes hand reached out to touch his snout.

Cooing softly till the creature calmed and nuzzled into her attention.

“Good boy.” Alex praised, her eyes snapping open as the sound of a lead rope locking sounded.

Standing face to face with Casey, who now has the horse under her control. Backing him out of the stall and into his trailer.

Despite the protest the horse eventually obeyed, however kicked and thrashed against the metal walls.

“Amanda?” Casey called, avoiding Alex’s gaze as she glared daggers into the back of her head.

“Yeah Case?” The other blonde appeared a sack of feed slung over her shoulder.

“Could you finish loading I’ve got to steal Ms Cabot a moment.” She reasoned, grasping the blondes wrist and pulling her out of the barn.

Completely missing the bright smile of agreement thrown her way or the lingering gaze Amanda kept upon her.

“What the hell was that?!” Alex huffed ripping her arm out of Casey’s hold as they entered the empty arena. Her ribs jolting uneasily causing her to hunch and cough a little.

“Me? I really don’t think I was the problem back there. Are you trying to get yourself fucking killed?” Casey snapped grasping the blondes face within her hands.

“No. No. You don’t get to undermine me like that. I am your boss Casey, before all else.” She argued tugging her face away from the redhead, holding her ribs.

“How could you let me forget.” Casey mumbled, hurt at the exclusion from her? Partner?

“And in front of Amanda of all people, really Casey?” Alex continued, the furry rolling off her shoulders and despite her injuries Casey had no doubt a right hook would still hurt from her right now.

The last punch she’d seen the blonde thrown had been at the town Christmas party > someone had questioned her ability, sizing it up to her family name > Liv was lucky to have grabbed the bottle before her.

“What’s wrong with Amanda?” Casey argued her own fury and anxieties surfaced as she watched Alex struggle. Her skin flush and damp, brushing the fallen hair from her face.

“What’s wrong with Amanda.” Alex scoffed, pulling off her gloves and throwing them back towards the other woman. “I’m going home for the day, don’t follow me.” The blonde ordered throwing one last menacing glances of her shoulder.

All three dogs followed her off the yard > much to Casey’s dismay. Reaching down to grab the embroidered gloves, ‘A.C’ in blue thread, her thumb running along the material.

She watches as Alex gently bends down to lift Rue into the car, despite her ribs. Casey shouldn’t help be smile at the sight. How Alex cared for each of them.

The blonde turns at the last second, as though knowing Casey was watching her. She scoffs climbing into the vehicle and driving away.

“Alrighty then.” Casey sighed out tapping her foot before getting to work on closing the centre for the evening.

Mucking out stalls and handing out feed until well after 17:30.

She stalls at the gator, the large ring of keys playing between her fingers as she contemplated her next move > the girls would still be out at ‘lunch’. Casey sighed and made her way up to her lesser lived in Cabin.

Casey loved her home, having something of her own. However she was finding herself spending less and less time there. The sheets didn’t feel right, the water tasted different.

When Olivia had arrived back from the rodeo with Elliott, she took the steps up to Alex’s home in twos.

“Lex?!” She shouted out as she opened the side door, ushering the dogs back into the bedroom as the rushed to greet her. “I’m sorry I’m so late love, just let me change and we can go…”

Olivia stopped in her tracks as she entered the bedroom to see Alex half clothed and poking at the side of her ribs, pulling at the fabric of her dress.

“What the hell.”

“Oh hey Baby.” The blonde breathed out still reaching back attempting to zip up her dress, wincing in pain.

Olivia reaching to pull the blonde gently towards her. Firm hands curling beneath her ribs. Assessing the damage.

“Don’t hey baby me, what happened?” Olivia demanded, her hand running soothingly across bruised flesh.

“Hector got spooked.” Alex shrugged kissing Olivia’s gobsmacked lips before turning and indicating the other woman to zip up her dress. “Lovie come on we have to be there in thirty minutes.” Alex pouted checking her watch.

“Like hell we are.” Olivia deadpanned, grasping the blonde wrist to pull her back. Bending at the knee and capturing her bridle style.

“Olivia!” Alex exclaimed, wrapping her arms around the other woman’s neck as she was deposited on the bed between each of the dogs.

Olivia works at unstrapping the blondes shoes. Kissing each ankles as she went, gripping at her calf all be it, harshly as the other woman tired to stop her.

The brunette pulling her body down the bed. Reaching to wiggle the blue stain dress down her body.

Mabel happily snuggling into her ‘mums’ warmth. Rue licking at her knee.

Alex simply huffs allowing herself to be dismantled. Olivia’s dusty form climbing its way to hang over her.

“Bed.” A kiss. “Rest.” Another.

“Yes ma’am” Alex pouts, yet smirks as Olivia’s mouth explores lowers. Softy ‘attending’ to her ribs. Before reaching into the bedside draw to apply ointment for her.

“Ooft.” Alex groans out, the brunettes face a picture as she worriedly glances towards her. “it’s cold.” Alex explains, squirming.

Olivia scoffs, rubbing the flesh in soothing circles > “You big baby.”

“Umm your baby.” Alex pouts.

“Yes our baby.” Olivia encouraged, kissing the other woman’s nose before pulling back to sit at the end of the bed > removing her dirty boots.

Alex reached over to grab a blanket and cover up. It was hand stitched > Casey had made it for them after complaining about Olivia hogging the duvet so much.

“There’s three of us now we need to get creative.” > it was made using old fabrics from round the house, one of Liv’s cadet shirts was in somewhere.

“Hello my Ruekin” Olivia greeted the spaniel as she removed her work coat. Flopping down on the bed beside Alex.

Rue simply continued to press her wet nose against Alex’s knee.

“Delicious right?” Olivia jokes scratching the wide eyed dogs ears > Chief choosing that moment to come racing into the room bouncing onto his owners stomach.

“Oft.” Olivia coughed out, yet playfully tugged at the pitbull, “Atleast someone’s glad to see me.” She groaned as he licked at her face.

Cue heart eyed Alex Cabot, everyone coming home was her first part of the day.

Rolling onto her stomach to escape the attack, her arm reaching out to rest carefully across Alex. Her hand settling in Mabel’s fur, where she lay still snuggled up to the blonde.

Olivia sighed heavily, her bones sore from the long day > secretly glad of the excuse to skip out on ‘lunch’. < Alex reaching to gently play with her hair, scratching at her scalp.

“Okay there Lovie?”

Olivia hummed, “So tired, the herd were difficult today. Speaking of which where’s Cass?”

Alex froze her motions, suddenly struck with the realisation of what she had said before returning home > ‘don’t follow me’ < of course Casey always had to take things so literally!

Shooting up out of bed, ignoring the shooting pains in her ribs Alex grabbed the first clothes she reached > which just so happened to be Olivia’s dirty, oversized, cattle coat.

Coving just enough of her thigh that you couldn’t see her underwear.

“Alex?” Oliva questioned, sitting up a little dazed at the blondes sudden movement.

“I fucked up.” Alex merely stated, shoving her feet into an old pair of wellies.

“Fucked up how?” Olivia asked following the racing blonde out to the cars in little more than her T-shirt, boxers and socks. Unhooking an ornate shawl Casey liked to swan around in from beside the door.

“I told her not to follow me.” Olivia frowned, still confused as she climbed into the car beside her frantic lover. Alex’s hands struggling to put in the keys.

The brunette reached over and did so for her, grasping the blondes hand for a moment.

“Oh Cricket.” She breathed out her voice still husky form the day. “Princess please, slow down a second.”

“Casey.” Alex mumbled out before she burst into tears. “I told her not to come home and she actually listened to me?!”

Olivia sighed kissing the blondes fist, “It will be okay, it was just a fight.”

“Me and Casey don’t fight.” Alex argued, yet started driving the few miles towards the cabin. To hell with what they were wearing, they owned the land anyways.

“Oh?” The brunette smirked, trying to keep things light hearted, “since when?”

Alex rolled her eyes, “me and you fight.” She insisted, “Casey is a good girl, usually.”

“What does that make me?” Olivia questioned as they pulled in-front of the Cabin > A familiar redhead sat at the foot of the steps.

“A pain in my arse.” Alex deadpanned kissing the brunette quickly before bounding out of the car and towards the redhead.

“Casey.” She panted, reaching down to grasp her knees then her ribs > having almost forgotten about her injury.

“Alex?” Casey looked up startled by the sudden presence. Especially as Olivia joined them both just as equally as undressed as the other. “Liv?”

“I’m so sorry.” Alex breathed to, stepping towards the other woman and grasping her face. Peppering her flesh with kisses. “I didn’t mean it, I always want you to come home to me.”

Casey shuddered at the contact, pressing her tongue against the roof of her mouth in an attempt to fight the tears that suddenly gripped her.

“You mean it?” She asked she arms wrapping round to grasp the blonde. Bunching into the ‘borrowed coat’

“Always” Alex promised as she pulled back, kissing the redhead for good measure.

Olivia slowly sitting down beside the redhead, pulling her into her embrace as her sobbing eased, “we want you with us no matter what honey, regardless what what one of us might have said in the moment.”

“Allie got hurt because of me.” Casey mumbled, the brunette tutting as she wiped the tears from her lovers face.

“It wasn’t your fault baby.” Alex promised leaning over to kiss at Casey’s head, stoking a hand through her hair.

“These things happen.” Olivia added her hand curling round the back of Alex’s exposed thigh, her thumb rubbing soothingly. “Occupational hazard.”

Bullshit corner:

Holy shit you got this far?

Fuck dude are you okay?

Clearly I ain’t, half of these are about the damn dogs??

I’ve repeated myself somewhere I swear? This is long enough to be a fic, I’m actually so sorry!

It’s disgustingly long > fuck I’ve got to stop looking at it or I won’t post.

Can you tell I hate my job and needed a distraction?

Watch me popularise the bullet point fic > joking I ain’t that cool.

Okay… shutting up… now!