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Chapter 2

You really enjoyed your time with Casey last night. She seemed flirty but it could just be her personality or because of this mission. You wondered if Olivia was a possibility again but now your eye was on the redhead.

You almost could not focus on the briefing due to the excitement of being near her again, as Casey had engulfed most of your thoughts. Doubts about your potential relationship had you pondering if this was appropriate because the two of you would be working together, there did not appear to be a rule about dating in your workplaces.

“Hey,” Cragen called out to you; someone in the group had requested information about the venue, which you obliged. You and Casey were getting wired up and the sunglasses you would be wearing were being tested.

“Make sure people do not touch you, otherwise they will feel the wire,” Morales told the two of you. You felt Casey’s eyes on you but you kept yours on Morales’ wire work.

You and Novak walked down the wet street in your outfits. You wore a leather jacket and tank top while she wore a blazer , jeans, dress shirt and boots, all black unlike her usual workwear; however unlike her work shirts there appeared to be more buttons undone than done up. You tried to maintain eye contact on the ride over.

You two snuck in in the back door, as you were to be patted down for security. You had drinked milk beforehand to not get drunk if someone bought you a drink. You carefully scanend around from an elevated area. You felt Casey behind you and reached for the water she had got for you, only to see it was dark

“I asked for a water Casey,”

“Well then you would look even more like a cop, who knows what's in the cola,” She handed you the cold, sugary beverage. At least the caffeine would help.

“Anyone look familiar to you?” She enquired about taking a sip from her drink.

“No nothing yet, I know we got here early but normally Fuego comes later, last time I noticed her at around 7pm….” Your voice trailed off as Casey put her hand on your hip, you clocked in eyebrow.

“ A girl is looking at you, do you want her to find a wire? '' She whispered, kissing your cheek and then standing closer to you. You tried to not let your breath hitch. Fortunately, you were interrupted by Olivia in your ear.

Go to your 5 o’clock, there’s a different viewpoint from there, even if you cannot see anything. Also, check where security is standing.

You grabbed Casey’s belt loop to lead her over to the sofas in the corner you had not been to. She was eyeing you up and down, but you couldn’t tell what was a character choice, so to speak, and what was her. You made direct eye contact with her then whispered to her, “ I see six security, four locations total, plus two roaming from different areas,” “Good job, do they look like they could be working for Fuego,” Olivia inquired but you were too mesmerized by Novak’s scent. It had been a while and, well she smelled nice and was pretty. Not thinking or remembering about Olivia you asked her, “Did you spike my drink?” Casey pulled back and gave you a look. “No but if you won’t relax I may have to she said with a smirk.

“What?” Olivia asked, alarmed. “Nothing Liv, just Casey and I. What did you want about Fuego?

“Do you think any of the security is hers?” You looked at the now 8 women security, most of whom looked bored or uncomfortable from the loud music.

“No, but there are a lot. Maybe a bartender is though,”

“Don’t worry about that, just focus on Fuego,” The last work you and Olivia shared as she appeared from the back, like you two did. Your lips ghosted Casey’s neck, who seems a bit shocked, “She’s here Liv, I don’t know why she’s early though.”

“Just pay attention, could you get closer? I can hardly see her in your glasses,”

Casey was looking over at her as well. “Her security is asking a young woman something, it looks like she's proposing sex, not the drugs. It all looks consensual too. I have a feeling she just wants to start the night out fun then get to business later.”

Fuego was a drug dealer to schools like Hudson university but would take advantage of the girls when or if they could not pay. You two stayed on the sofa for a while talking about hobbies and such since Olivia and the squad could hear everything. You then switched to stools overlooking the dance floor. As the two of you got bored, the woman of the hour rose again.

You leaned in close to Casey, “Olivia, she's back, we will wait a few minutes then go to the dance floor.”

Casey spoke up, “We don't want to draw attention, so please dance close to me.” You nodded then found yourself being dragged to the bar. “What’s this?” I specifically took measures to not get drunk.”

“You need to loosen up a little bit. Everyone else is having fun, if Fuego has people on lookout, then we stick out, you specifically. Just one drink?”

You nodded and she came back with two shots of tequila. You drank it and chased it with the rest of your soda. Casey then grabbed your hand and brought you to the dance floor. The two of you danced close. Casey was making strong eye contact with you, which shot sparks down to your core. You almost forgot about the mission, especially because this was a familiar place. You could feel the alcohol on your tongue and in your bloodstream; this, apparently did not help you act normal, as Casey kept getting touchier and touchier with you until she kissed you. Softly at first then she went lower and kissed your neck before whispering, “I’m not the only one with eyes on you,” before she kissed you again, tongue sliding into your mouth. She then pulled your bodies flush, whispering in your ear, “Olivia, I think we are compromised, what can we do other than make out?”

“I just need a clear look with her glasses,” Olivia said, almost desperately. You took them off and placed them in your shirt so that most of it stuck out. Then you pivoted away so you looked at Casey but your chest faced Fuego.

“I can see her, stay like that. Dance with your arms. Go in closer”

You were slowly becoming exhausted but seeing your crush dancing enthralled with you kept your energy up.

“I see it, I see the drug deal. Now she's grabbing a girl, move out.

You and Casey sauntered to the door and high fived, until security stopped you.

“I don’t remember you coming in.”

“This is a police matter ma'am. Let us move or I will charge you with obstruction.”

“You can’t hold us here, I’m an ADA. Let us go.”

The woman angrily stepped aside. You two walked to the van and giggled.

“That was the most fun I’ve had in ages, Casey. Please come over and have another drink.”

“I can do that, no work tomorrow,”

Oliva opened the door to the van, “Hey you guys, we got her, thanks for your help Casey,”

“It was my pleasure,” she said with a wink.

They dropped the two of you off, the night you had planned was going to be a memorable one.

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Casey Novak X Reader

Chapter 1

You had just been transferred as a detective to Manhattan’s SVU unit. After working for the FBI and as a lawyer for big corporations, I wanted to do something that would make a difference. It seemed the team had been there before your 9AM start. A tall, beautiful middle aged woman with shoulder hair and bronze skin was arguing with a man with short hair who looked upset, he was about the same age.

“We are going to need a warrant for this….if we can get a man for the steakout.” The man shouted, his hands thrown in the air.

“Perhaps I can help, I’m your new detective. What have we got?”

The woman stepped forward and you made a face at each other. You had a one night stand with her eons ago. You hoped your face did not show that.”

“I’m detective Olivia Benson, this is Detective Elliot Stabler” I shook both their hands.

“Nice to meet you, we need a man in this house until we can get that warrant. Our ADA, Novak, is a bit busy right now.”

“I’d love to. Give me the address and I will steak it out” Olivia looked at you up and down admiring your more formal outfit of a waistcoat and tie. You weren’t out to any of your departments, even though your sexuality was probably obvious with the ties.

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Hours went by at the address when Olivia called you. You had been reading files on your new precinct to gain information on your new colleagues. Your chest rose and your heart skipped a beat. You had wanted to be friends with her but had been so busy and did not want it to be unprofessional.

“Hello there”

“Hey it’s Olivia”

“Hey, yes, I know the work phone had everyone’s name in it. Can I help you with something?”

“We need fresh eyes on this work in order to get a warrant. Please come back to the station, a beat cop will replace your lookout.”

As you drove back, you kept looking at street signs, this is what real cops did but you knew your FBI trained brain could help the team and you were eager to prove yourself.

You walked into the bullpen with everyone looking at the board, including a new redhead.

“Any progress?” You asked

“We need to see if this is the same MO. If it is the damn Feds will get this case.” Elliot remarked

Olivia looked surprised at him, “She was a Fed before this, Elliot.”

“I understand your anger, the reason why the Feds step in is because for every case a great like yours has, there are a dozen horrible ones that but a dark mark on our jobs. Now, what comparisons do we have?”

The redhead stepped forward “These scars he leaves plus the ropes he ties them with, we also should look at the type of woman he gets, great tie, but the way.” She remarked in a deep, raspy voice.

“Thank you, and you are?”

She stuck out her hand, “Casey Novak, ADA.”

“Well nice to meet you Ms. Novak,” You said, shaking her hand

“Please, call me Casey” You smiled at each other. You turned back to the board only to see Olivia uncomfortable.

Stabler explained more of these things for you.

“I reckon it’s a copycat. The way the blade is dragged is in a different direction, like the original was left handed and this guy is right handed. The women are different two, this time there was no connection between them and last time there was and not just a physical one. I’m calling a copycat. Casey, let me know if the Feds try to take this, perhaps they will listen to one of their own.”

“One of their own?” Oliva asked.

“Yes, I was in the FBI for two years,”

“Well, I will try to get this warrant. If the evidence is just circumstantial they we have a problem, but 5 now 6 accounts is enough.”

“Is the perp left handed”

“Yes, honey, why don't you come with us to see what you can find during the raid?” Olivia asked, I nodded.

I drove with Olivia which started our silent then she asked, “ Did you tell anyone?”

“There’s nothing to tell.”

“Do they know?”

“Know what?” I enquired.

“Do they know…about you?” I held my breath for a minute. Since Olivia did not seem out to everyone, I figured I could confide in her.

“No, I never talk about these things, especially at work.”

“Me neither,”

There was a long silence then but you did admire the woman and had to tell her.

“I did think you were really cool and thought we would be good friends, if that’s possible after…everything we did together.”

“Considering we are partners, I wouldn't mind that,” She remarked with a smile and caressed your knee.

“Do people even date in the department? I should get back out there but was only planning on doing so outside of work,”

“Not sure,” Live replied before we got a passage on the radio. She sped up the 4 or so miles to the perps house.

They were arresting him and we put on gloves and began to roam the house. I began searching the whole house, trying to find Casey, I wanted to learn more about her. A young, bright attorney, we had a lot in common. I came back down toward the front when Olivia asked me for advice, that I advised and did the same for Stabler. I went back to Oliva and asked if anyone had seen Casey, louder than expected and she laughed and motioned to herself.

“You wanted to see me?”

“Just to see if you needed help, seems like you lead these things,”

“Ha! No it's more symbiotic, we get what we need, perhaps I’m the more needy one. You sure that was the only reason,” She enquired, you stuttered a bit.

“I wondered if you wanted to hang out, as I also have a background in law,”

“I thought you worked for the FBI,”

“I have done both, though, thought I worked with the bad guys before, helped big corporations screw other big corporations,”

Casey nodded. “Sure, I’d love to,”

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Our suspected perp had gone to a gay club or sorts. You held your breath when they mentioned the event as you had been there. Your team would find out. Olivia seemed to notice your fear because she took you aside into the overtime bedroom.

“Everything ok?”

“Um, yeah, how about you?”

“You can’t like to me hon, you have been there, haven’t you?”

You were about to nod, as only Olivia knew your secret, then Casey came in, quite intensely.

“We’re talking, Case,” Olvia exclaimed in a serious voice.

“I need to talk to our newest detective, alone preferably”

“It’s fine, what is it Casey?”

“Why did you tell us you were at the Swinging Scissor event?”

You blushed and stood up, your arms crossed over your chest.

“It’s none of your business,”

“Well I got the footage and looked over it before anyone else did so the rest of the team will know,”

You felt so weak, like you were made of lead. Casey crossed over to you and sat on the bed.

“Olivia please give us a minute,” She looked at me and I nodded for her to leave as it was just Casey and you.

You felt like you were going to cry. Casey looked conflicted. “I’ve always wanted to go to an event like this, I haven’t been to something similar in over a decade. You know I swing both ways, right?”

You looked at the redhead before looking down. “The less people know about me, the better, why can’t someone else do this?”

“Because you have experience in this field. Hell, even long term undercover FBI agents are chosen based on what they know about the context of each assignment,”

You turned away from Casey and put your hands on your face, leaning against the wall. Casey came up behind you and gently stroked your arm. You turned to the redhead and gently nodded.

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You felt tired as everything was explained, especially that you were at this event and would be a main part in the operation. You felt Liv staring at you even when you weren’t talking. The operation would take place in two days with that everyone left for the day, you first rushing out the door.

That night, you tossed and turned in bed. You had a dream about Olivia and not the kosher kind. She was beautiful, especially when you met her and made love to her. You woke up an hour and a half early, feeling unfulfilled and worked out to distract you.

You had your head in the clouds as you walked into the building when Casey came up behind you.

“Huh,” you muttered as your head came back down to earth. You had been thinking about your experience with Olivia all those years ago but now you needed your head in the game, not in your bed.

“We need to get your undercover outfit, it’s the best part of being undercover, so I’m told!” She beamed, the redhead seemed more excited about this that you did.

“Forgive my lack of enthusiasm, my coffee has yet to kick in. I’m glad you are excited for me,” you replied, striding over to your desk.

“I’m not just excited for me , I am excited for us! I was willing to go undercover as well. Most of the other women didn’t want to!”

“Way to go for lesbian stereotypes, I figured most of the women here were gay….until I found out most had boyfriends,” I sat down at the desk to check my emails.

“They could swing both ways,” Casey replied leaning over your desk, her hair swooped down, eyes on your, close to your face. You made your breath not hitch and raised an eyebrow.

“Let’s go look at those clothes, Case,”

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As Cragen listed out everything that would happen. You felt Casey’s eyes on you and Olivia’s less so but hers had concern. There would be two extra cops there with Cragen and a few others with Stabler in a truck down the street. You would be given sunglasses with a camera and would drink milk and fatty food beforehand so if someone bought you a drink, it would not affect you much.

It was your job to give information on this event to everyone, which you weren’t fond of. “The event will be loud so only vision will be important. There are different balconies so I can see everyone, but I need to make it not look suspicious.” You saw Casey smirk, her arms crossed as she looked down. “Once I see the perp, I will briefly cover the camera. It will be hard to see and focus but you must follow her. Novak and I will leave roughly 30 minutes after, looking….frisky so that we have an excuse to leave. I reckon there will be security on the perp’s behalf so it’s important Casey and I look normal,”

“Perhaps you and I should go for a drink after this, to get to know each other a bit. You seem nervous that we won’t mesh,”

“Fine, I just want to make sure that this does not look like an operation from the perp’s perspective. This one especially knows police tactics.”

With that everyone dispersed to get ready for tomorrow evening. You spent the rest of the day researching the perp and staring at the blueprints of the place. One in particular when Casey came up to you. Despite the day being slow, you had spaced out.

“What a sexy blueprint!” She exclaimed. “Indeed,” you said haphazardly. “So you agree that that blueprint is sexy and it’s why you’ve been staring at it for 15 minutes. “What!” You say as you get up to get some water.

“I’m just teasing you, wanna go for that drink, it’s almost 5,” You looked at the computer, the clock read 4:32. “Not exactly 5 Casey,” “Close enough, technically this is a work thing to prepare us for tomorrow,” She said, shaking her shoulders. “You know, it'll look like I’m talking to you but I will be talking to the earpiece,” “So I’m just a body for you, or in the case of this mission, just a hot piece of ass.”

Your eyes bulged and you shook your head. “Such a feminist,” She walked over to you and crossed her arms, “Feminism is about choice,”

“Yes well, let’s continue this conversation elsewhere as I’m bored,” “Ah, I’m boring you, I see,”

“Not you, Casey, the work. Come on, let’s go have that drink!”

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