A/N: As per request, Historygeek and I are back with another collaborative work for you all to enjoy. This one is gonna be a tad bit different than anything I think either of us have ever written but we are confident you are going to enjoy it all the same.

Disclaimer: Any unoriginal character in this story does not belong to us though we desperately wish they did :P

"But Al, I really think it would be good for you!"

"No."

"Please? I already told her that you would!"

"Well call her and tell her you were mistaken, because I'm not."

"Yes you are because I already said you would. Pretty please!"

"No Abbie!"

Abbie Carmichael rolls her eyes in a dramatic fashion as she continues to follow the irritated blonde through the halls of their office. No matter how many times she has been told no, she refuses to back down now. "Alex, think about this. When was the last time you went out?"

"I went grocery shopping the other day." Alex Cabot throws over her shoulder as she continues to try to shake the brunette off of her tail.

"That doesn't count and you know it!"

"I said no!"

"What's going on?" Kim Greylek asks cautiously poking her head out of her office to see the argument at hand.

Abbie pauses and huffs greatly before folding her arms tightly. "Remember that oh so very nice thing I did for Alex? Well now she says she doesn't want to do it when clearly it is an amazing idea, if I do say so myself."

Kim seems to mull this over for a moment before she shakes her head and disappears back into her office only to reappear a few seconds later. "Well since I have you standing here, Alex, I need your signature on…" she trails off when she realizes that the two women have continued their argument down the hallway. "Ugh…the things I do for this job."

Alex scowls deeply as she shakes her head for probably the thousandth time that afternoon. "Abbie I already told you that I'm not going to do it! Now I was polite the first few times but you're really starting to piss me off. I said no and no means no."

"I want you to give me a few good reasons as to why you keep saying no." Abbie challenges as she follows Alex towards her office. She folds her arms and leans against the doorway, waiting for Alex to unlock the door before she quickly slips in, denying Alex the pleasure of slamming the door in her face. "At least tell me why you keep saying now."

"Because Abigail," Alex begins with exasperation as she firmly flattens her hands on her desk. "I refuse to spend a perfectly useful evening of mine with one of your buddies who is going to talk about home on the range for an hour and a half and then serenade me with the sweet sounds of every country music hillbilly to come out of the state of Texas!"

"That was one time Alex. ONE time!"

"Well it was one time too many. Save it for some other sucker, Abbie, because I refuse to be yours for a second time. I have much better things to do."

"Well I wouldn't necessarily say sitting at home would be something better to do." Serena Southerlyn chimes casually, having heard yelling from down the hall, and being her ever nosy self, she decided to check it out.

Alex glowers at the shot before she realizes that she has three people standing in her office that most definitely don't need to be there. "Why the hell are all of you in here!" she exclaims, having had enough pestering for the afternoon. "I've had about enough of all of you. Get out. All of you."

"I'm just here for a signature!" Kim exclaims, holding up a file.

"Fine." Alex relents with a heavy sigh before she snatches the folder and scribbles her signature on the bottom line right above her second chair's. Tossing the folder on her desk, she looks up at the remaining two women and she begins rubbing her temples. "Abbie, if I agree to go out with your friend will you leave me alone?"

A wide grin breaks out on Abbie's face as she vigorously nods her head. "I promise. Cross my heart." She swears, before turning serious. "Seriously, Alex, I really think that you'll like her. Casey's very down to earth. Plus she's real excited about meeting you."

"Casey? Isn't that the-oof!" Serena begins only to find herself cut off when Abbie elbows her in the ribs. "I mean, yeah, Abbie told me about her. She sounds nice."

"Nice or not, it's still me going out with a complete stranger." Alex mutters, shaking her head in disdain as she looks at her friends. "I realize that you three think I need to get out more and I appreciate your…efforts and attempts in aiding me, but I am perfectly happy with the way things are now. I don't need to be seeing someone to be happy."

"No truer words have been spoken." Kim mutters quietly, casually looking down at her file when she catches Abbie's pointed glare. "I mean darn…I think I hear my work calling me."

Alex puffs before flopping down into her chair, staring up at the two remaining ADAs in her office. "Is that all the two of you wanted? To be sure that I'll go out on this silly date?"

"Yeah basically." Abbie responds casually. "But I promise you'll have a good time."

"And if you don't, you can always call me to come and rescue you." Serena offers, giving her best friend a grin.

Alex responds with a genuine smile before she sighs. "Fine, fine. I'll do it. But if there is any sign that she is a stalker, a creep, or into some kind of weird foot fetish, I'm out of there." She explains before mumbling. "I've had my fair share of those."

Abbie shakes her head as she taps her finger to her chin. "Don't worry, she's not. At least…I don't think that she is." She corrects herself before humming. "The last time we spoke she didn't mention anything about foot fetishes…"

Serena rolls her eyes before looping her arm through her bosses to begin tugging her out of the room. "You must have a lot of work to do Al, I'll swing by later to check and make sure you're still breathing." She concludes, closing the door behind them before she whirls on Abbie. "She is going to kill you."

"She's not gonna figure it out until next week." Abbie supplies with a shrug as she smoothes out the wrinkles Serena put in her blazer. "By then she'll be happily in love and she won't even remember how much she'll hate me."

"Abbie you set her up on a blind date with the woman who is supposed to be her ADA next week!" Serena whisper yells, throwing her hands up in the air. "Do you know the definition of 'bad idea' when you see one, or do just completely ignore those?"

"It's not a bad idea! It's for Alex's happiness. You of all people know how lonely she is." Abbie counters. "She said the last time she 'went out' was when she went to go grocery store. The grocery store Serena! That's a cry for help. I go to bed with a cardboard cutout every night and I still manage to have more of a life than Alex!"

Serena frowns deeply before she sighs and shakes her head. "If she asks, I had absolutely nothing to do with this."

"What?! It was YOUR idea! 'Oh, Abbie, I'm so worried about Alex. Surely you have a friend that'll be right for her. Surely you can find someone!' Is that not what you said?"

"I didn't tell you to go pick out her future ADA!"

"To be fair I didn't know Casey had gotten the job until AFTER I told her about the date!"

"Still! You knew she applied and that's enough."

"The point is if I go down for this; I'm taking you down with me."

Serena narrows her eyes before folding her arms tightly. "Fine, I will take the fall with you." she bites back before clenching her jaw. "But I'm telling Kim that you called her a cardboard cutout."

"Please, I'm already sleeping on the couch for when I told her the new dress she bought was ugly. What more can she do?"

"You told her that?! Abbie, you're not supposed to tell a woman something she likes is ugly no matter how hideous it is!"

"Well what was I supposed to do? Let her go out looking like a bloated walrus?"

"Please tell me you didn't tell her that…" Serena sighs, her eyes widening when she receives silence as a response. "Oh my god, you did, didn't you? It's a wonder you're only sleeping on the couch. If Olivia told me I looked like a walrus I would've put her on the patio."

"It's a good thing my woman is more classy than that." Abbie replies, proudly placing her hands on her hips. "But seriously, I do need to buy an apology gift."

Serena's mouth falls open before she holds up a finger and shakes her head. "No. Absolutely not. You got yourself into this and now you can get yourself out. A bloated walrus, Abbie, honestly!"

"I was only being honest!"

"Here's a piece of advice. Next time; lie."

Later

Casey Novak continues to wring her hands together as she continues to pace the length of her bedroom in her new apartment. Moving to New York wasn't exactly something that was on her bucket list, but with the new job, she can't exactly say that she's complaining. But as too why she's nervous? Because her incompetent long time friend has decided to set her up on a date with a complete stranger.

She nearly jumps out of her skin when she hears a knock at her front door and she practically trips over her own feet trying to answer it. She throws open the locks and pulls open the door, letting out a breath of relief when she sees her friend on the other side. "Thank god you're here. It's an emergency."

"Well nothing seems to be on fire so I know you weren't cooking." Abbie responds as she invites herself in to look around. "It's a nice place. I like it. It screams bachelorette."

Casey raises her eyebrows as she closes the door and follows her friend into the living room. "And I suppose yours screams…?"

"Tied down." Abbie responds with a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. "The bedroom says it all. Kim has so many shoes it looks like Jimmy Choo, Michael Kors, and Christian Louboutin all run their businesses out of our closet…"

At this, Casey can't help but laugh as she leads the way towards her bedroom. "Now that's funny. I have to meet her someday then."

"You will. Just not soon. A bad story about an ugly dress and a walrus." Abbie explains shaking her head. "Anyway, are you excited about tonight? You better be, I told her you were."

"Excited may not be the word. Nervous wreck is more like it." Casey explains with a nervous chuckle as she drags a hand through her hair. "I called you over here because I have no idea what to wear. I haven't completely unpacked my wardrobe yet, but I think I have enough out to put together a decent outfit for tonight. I just need, god forbid I say it, help."

Abbie smirks as she moves past her friend to peer into her closet and the set of clothes she has set out on the bed. "Well it's good to see that your wardrobe has improved since the last time we saw each other. I don't see any lime green so that's a start."

Casey rolls her eyes before she folds her arms, perching herself on the edge of the bed. "Yes well, a little southern birdie once told me that lime green clashes with my hair color."

"What a wise birdie." Abbie hums as she reaches into the closet and pulls out a deep blue button down blouse. "I think you should play it safe with this. Wear this and a pair of slacks and you should be good to go. I highly doubt she'll be looking at what you wear straight off. She's more concerned about you having some kind of foot fetish."

"Foot…fetish?"

"Bad date…really long story. But you don't have any of that so you don't have anything to worry about."

Casey is silent for a moment before she sighs heavily and rests her chin in her hands. "I don't know Abbie. What if she doesn't like me? I mean, what are we supposed to talk about?"

"That's the whole purpose of the date, Case!" Abbie exclaims, clapping her hands together. "The whole point is to get to know each other, to have a connection. I'm sure that the two of you will find something to talk about. Just…don't dwell too much on the work topic."

"Why? Isn't that usually the conversation starter? 'What do you do for a living'?"

"Yeah, but trust me. Not this time. Just talk about her interests and things like that."

"Can't you give me tips? You know, about what to talk about with her?"

Abbie chuckles as she shakes her head and wags her finger. "Now Casey, that would be cheating. Then it wouldn't be a 'blind date'."

Casey sighs heavily as she rests her head in her hands once again. "It wouldn't hurt." She murmurs, wondering what she's just gotten herself into.

Alex sighs quietly against her anxiety as she checks the time on her cell phone for probably the hundredth time. She knows that even though her…date, is only fifteen minutes late, she shouldn't make a huge deal out of it. Normally she would be outraged at being stood up for a whole fifteen minutes, but she reminds herself that she promised she would at least try to relax for the night.

"Look at me, worried about being stood up by someone I haven't even met." She murmurs quietly to herself as she takes a small sip from the glass of wine in front of her. "It wouldn't be the first time…"

Though she would never admit it out loud to herself or to any of her friends, she has been feeling a little lonely as of late which has contributed to her irritable mood and the way that she's been burying herself into her work. Normally it wouldn't bother her, but whenever she sees how happy Serena is with Olivia or how Kim lovingly gazes at Abbie when she thinks no one is watching, Alex can't help but feel a little jealous.

"This is ridiculous. What am I doing." She asks herself, as she begins rooting in her purse for enough to cover the tab of the wine. Just as she is about to give up on cash and write a check so she can leave, she is stopped by a rather nervous looking redhead who approaches her table.

"Um, Alex?" The woman asks rather cautiously.

"Yes…?" Alex responds with just as much caution.

"Hi. I'm Casey." The redhead greets with a smile as she slips into the opposite booth before offering her hand over the table. "I'm really sorry I'm late. I'm kind of new here and the city is a lot bigger than I anticipated, so I wound up getting a little lost. You haven't…been here long, have you?"

Blinking out of her state of shock at how normal and dare she say it, hot, the other woman looks, Alex manages to regain her cool and respond with elegance. "Um, no. I haven't. I've just been sitting here, browsing the menu for what I might want. I've never been here."

"Me either." Casey responds, back tracking when she realizes how stupid that must've sounded. "Of course I've never been here; I just told you I was new. Sorry…I don't usually…do things like this."

"Me either." Alex answers. "I mean, maybe a few times, but they were all set up by my friends and I couldn't exactly say no after they set up the date. So, um, you're a friend of Abbie's?"

Casey blinks owlishly before she manages a small smile and nods her head. "Oh yes, we went to college together and managed to stay in contact when she moved here and I moved to Chicago. She told me the two of you work together."

Alex sighs quietly before a small chuckle escapes her lips. "That we do. That's how I came to know her; we met at the office. That's where she started dating one of my best friends. So…what brings you to New York?"

"New job." Casey responds, hoping to keep the awkwardness out of her voice.

"Oh…that's interesting."

"Yeah."

Biting her lip, Alex puts down her menu and sighs quietly. "Casey listen, you seem really nice, but it's obvious that we're both really uncomfortable with being here and-" she pauses as she finds herself cut off by her phone. "Excuse me a moment."

A small frown creases across the blonde's forehead as she listens to Olivia explains something to her on the other line. "Alright, that seems to be enough. I'll go get a warrant from a judge. Just sit tight until I can get it to you." as she ends the call, she sighs again as she looks at the redhead across from her. "Listen, I'm really sorry, but something work related came up and I really have to go."

"No, I understand." Casey says with a nod. "Um, I have my car, would you like me to drop you off where you need to be?"

"That's really nice of you, but not necessary. I'll take a cab." Alex responds with a small smile as she lives a few bills for her wine.

"Are you sure? It'll be no trouble at all."

"It's fine. Again, I'm really sorry about this. Take care."

"You too!" Casey calls out, sighing heavily as she watches the woman dash through the front door. She leans back in her chair and absentmindedly drums her fingers on the table. "Really thought we made a connection…"

Alex mutters a stream of slurs about incompetent timing as she tries in vain to hail a taxi. "Honestly, sometimes I regret moving out of Boston and into the wretched city." She mutters, moving to the corner to where she can hopefully have better luck on the other side of the street.

The light turns red, and the little glowing man appears on the crosswalk signaling for her to cross. Just as the steps off of the curb, she doesn't spot the car preparing to run the red light until it is far too late. Headlights quickly approach her and there is a loud thud before her body hits the pavement and everything goes black.

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