A/N: This chapter was a lot longer then what I expected; in fact the next chapter I am writing was supposes to go with this one. I actually feel bad because they are starting to get out of character. I guess I try to put them back next chapter. Thanks for the reviews, guys! They really mean a lot:D

Disclaimer: Don't own them.

Casey laid on her bed. She was in the state of mind where she was awake enough of to know what she was thinking, but still out enough that in about five minutes she would have a vague interpretation of what was going through her mind. She rolled over onto her back and kicked the covers to the side. Casey absentmindedly traced circles around her belly-button, very similarly of what she did with the peppershaker yesterday. She let out a giant yawn, stared at the ceiling fan she left on and stole a glance of the small alarm clock.

"Six-thirty. Brian is going to be here in thirty minutes." Casey groaned and rolled onto her side so she faced the clock. "Brian… he is kind of cute. I wonder, if we were to start going out?" Casey thought to herself and snorted at the thought. "That probably will never happen. It would be weird; I mean, I wouldn't mind, it's just that I am sure he would rather go out with someone else. Someone who isn't part of the Justice League! Hahaha! You go Casey! Make fun of your job and the justice system! Anyway... yesterday's lunch was fun. He is really easy to talk too. BUT if we did go out, and get married, that would be hilarious." She smiled to herself and scratched the tip of her nose.

"Casey Leigh Cassidy" She mumbled out loud and then suddenly awake, she shoot up into a sitting position and let out laugh. Casey fell back on to her bed and rubbed her eyes. "God, that sounds ridiculous."

She rolled out of bed and made a small thump when she landed on the floor. Casey stood up and stretched out her back and glanced at the clock again. Six-thirty-seven.

"Great, twenty-three minutes." She started to walk towards the kitchen and turned on the light. She blinked a couple of times and pulled out a box of Captain Crunch. "Crunchitize me Cappin!" Casey said to herself as she poured herself a bowl. She then opened her fridge and got a carton of milk and poured herself a glass. Casey picked up her items and started to walk to her room, then turned around and picked up her spoon. "Every time." She growled at the spoon.

Once she got back to her room, Casey turned on the television sat on her bed. She poured some milk from the glass into her cereal and watched the news. She saw the time at the corner of her screen and decided that she'll take it slow, there was no hurry for her to get to work that early. And when Brian came, they could have some time to talk.

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Brian was tying his shoes in front of his door. He looked over at his watch. Six-forty. He grabbed his keys and walked out. Brian stood in front of the elevator and when it finally came he stepped in and leaned against one of the walls, entirely grateful that he was the only one there.

"Casey Leigh Novak, what a name." he thought to himself. "I mean that is so cool, Casey. That's her real name! I thought it would be Cassandra, but nope, it's Casey!" Brian stepped out of the elevator, walked through the parking garage and entered his car. He started the engine and left the garage, lost in his thoughts of Casey Novak, some chick.

"I wonder what would happen if we were to go out?" Brian laughed at himself. "Maybe if we did, it'll be better then me and Benson. I could take her to real dates. Hmm… That probably won't happen though. She can probably get any guy in this whole city! Those lips!" Brian smiled and turned on his radio. Six-forty-eight. "So where was I? Oh yeah, making up reasons of why I can't go out with Casey Leigh! Well, not making up reasons, but more of pointing them out. Like, work. I am a narcs detective; I am going to spend most of time working, heck even the weekends. Such a shame though." Brian sighed to himself and stopped the car. He stepped out and slipped on the hoodie of yesterday. "It smells just like her!" he thought to himself. He then waited outside the buildings door and waited for a neighbor to open the door. Brian ran up the stairs to her room and checked his watch. Six-fifty-nine. He waited until it turned exactly seven then knocked.

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Casey looked at the clock on the bottom of the screen, and as soon as she saw it turn to seven she heard a knock at her door. Casey jumped of her bed, placed the bowl on the floor and ran to the door.

"Hey." Casey said as she opened the door and gestured for Brian to come in.

"G'morning" he said with a smile and entered. "Nice outfit."

Casey looked down at what she was wearing and laughed.

"What? Don't you think this is court appropriate? A green tank and blue sweats?"

"Well, if you change into a yellow tank, I think that would be more appropriate."

Casey rolled her eyes and walked to her bedroom with Brian following her. She walked into the bathroom and closed the door while Brian dived onto her bed and closed his eyes.

"Let me get ready." Casey called from the bathroom.

"Hey, Casey Leigh?"

"Yeah?"

"You up for a game of truth or truth?"

"Bring it on."

"Can I call you Casey Leigh?"

"No." Casey turned on her sink to wet her tooth brush. "What's your favorite color?" Scrubbing sounds could be heard as Casey brushed her teeth.

"I am surprised you never asked that before… I would guess dark blue. I take it yours is lime green." Brian buried his head into the lime green comforter and took a huge breath. Casey responded with a gurgled 'shut up'.

"Would you ever consider starting a relationship with me?" Brian opened one of his eyes and eyed the door.

There was a long pause as Casey continued to brush her teeth, then she kicked opened her door, spat into her sink, and looked at Brian with a raised eyebrow.

"Well?" He asked as he sat up on her bed and smirked.

Casey rinsed her mouth and grinned, and while drying her face with a towel she said. "Are you asking me out?"

"Not necessarily. I am just wondering if you would want to have any form of a relationship with me." Brian shrugged. "You know, friends, more than friends, a work one, a sibling like one, I don't know, any."

"I'll go with any." Casey left the door open and started to wash her face. When she started scrubbing her face she asked. "Random secret."

"You can't do that! You used them all up yesterday!"

"Well… it restarts every game." Casey rinsed the soap off her face. "And yes you can roll over from the previous game." She added when she saw Brian opening his mouth in protest.

"Fine. I think you should wear your hair up today." Brian fell back on to the bed.

"Really? I wasn't planning on it." Casey said as she stepped out of the bathroom brushing her hair. She chuckled to herself and sat next to where Brian was laying. She placed the brush on her bed stand and sat on Brian's stomach. He let out a soft umph and opened his eyes. Brian opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted when Casey grabbed his cheeks and started to make funny faces.

"Since you can't ask anything at this moment, I guess it's my turn again." Casey tried to say in her most serious tone. She stopped playing with his face but kept her hands on the side of Brian's face. "Would you consider starting a relationship with me?" She smiled and looked down at his surprised reaction. He then propped himself with his elbows, with Casey still on top of him, and smirked.

"I'll go with any."

Casey let out her first full smile in months. The complete kind too, with the squinty eyes and teeth showing. They both broke out into laughter and Casey rolled off of Brian. He fell back onto the bed, and both laid there next to each other, laughing their heads off. Casey turned to her side and saw the time. She stopped laughing and stood up, still smiling. Brian stopped laughing and sat up.

"What you doing?" Brian asked as he saw Casey walk to her closet.

"I do have to go to work, Brian, unlike some people." She pulled out a simple black skirt and a light purple button up shirt. She then walked over to her dresser and pulled out some black hosiery. Casey saw Brian staring at her and walked into the bathroom to change. Five minutes later she popped out while putting a clip in her hair to keep it.

Brian hopped off her bed and followed her to the front door were she slipped on her heals and grabbed her briefcase. They looked at each other a smiled.

"Let's go!" Brian grabbed Casey's hand and led her out of her apartment. He started to drag her to the stairs.

"Couldn't we have taken the elevator?" Casey complained as they ran down the stairs, nearly tripping at every step.

"Come on, Casey Leigh, it's not that bad." He turned around facing Casey just as she tripped and fell into him. "Can't take you anywhere."

"Shut up." Casey grumbled and straightened out her shirt and skirt. Brian picked her up bridal style and ignored the screams of protests. He ran the rest of the way down the stairs, and by the end Casey was laughing with him. Brian placed her down and they both walked towards his car.

"Casey Leigh, random secret." Brian said as he hopped into the driver's side.

"I think Olivia is hot." She blushed and put on her seat belt after slamming the door shut.

"Who doesn't?" Brian smiled and started the car. "Now, I can ask you another question, because you did two in a row…"

Casey smiled and playfully slapped his arm.

"I swear I am going to get a bruise."