Casey Wells

29 | UK -> LA | ADA 

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kngofhll​:

Etienne didn’t usually have a free afternoon, he was either with the girls, or working, and Casey, well, she was usually in court. So, when he noticed that their schedules lined up perfectly that day, he knew he had to make the most of it.  He also knows his wife rather well, and he knows she’s only going to give him a small window of time to treat her to lunch, especially since they’re both just getting back to work after a very long honeymoon,  so he’s prepared lunch reservations at a place down the street from her office.  The twins are with the nanny on a playdate for the hour, and Etienne plans on using up the entire time. So he gets dressed, black suit, purple shirt and heads out the door in the corvette for the DAs office.

The secretaries there know him, as does the security, so on arrival he just waltzes in, greets them and maybe lays on the charm because it’s always good to keep these kinds of relationships in good standing, and then he’s heading up on the lift for Casey’s office. What he sees when he steps off the lift, however, has him standing up a little bit straighter, walking into the room in that way he does that commands attention.  He waits, and watches as the man, and Casey talk in too close proximity if you ask him, before he steps forward to let his presence be know, clearing his throat. “Etienne Sloan,” he finally introduces when the man stops, offering a hand to shake. Once the man steps away to go about his business, Etienne moves to take his spot, facing Casey, and he raises an eyebrow, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “He was flirting with you,” he says, teasingly but it’s true, he’s a little perturbed to be honest. “Does he know you’re married?”

The irony of how well Elias got on with the security and receptionists at the DA’s office was not lost on Casey. In another world she would be in his life for a very different reason, facing him in court while her now husband was there against his will, but the world had other ideas. Someone had decided the straight laced lawyer should fall head over heels for a man that had broken more laws than kit Kats, and part of her didn’t care anymore. Their wedding and honeymoon had been the stuff of dreams and truthfully she was still walking on air a little from the experience, even if she was focused on throwing herself into her work to make up for the month she’d missed. Making a couple of notes on a form she handed it over to her assistant, glancing at her watch to check how long it would be before her husband turned up to take her too lunch. Her husband.

Seeing a colleague in the hallway gesturing to her through the glass wall of her office the brunette steps out, professional smile on her face, well aware he didn’t care that she was married. Philip Carson didn’t care what anyone’s relationship status was, he would flirt with a dishrag if no one else was available, so Casey just grinned through it. He was good at his job, so as long as he never actually touched, things would be okay. She knew Etienne was there before he even spoke, the air in the office changed, and she smirked to herself as he stepped forward. “I’ll ask Kiley to send you over those reports, we should be getting the forensics back this afternoon and then we can move forward.” She informed him with a polite smile before he moved away and the lawyer turned to her husband. “He flirts with everyone, don’t let it get to you.” Reaching forward she adjusted his collar with gentle hands, her engagement ring glinting in the light. “I don’t know, I didn’t mention it to him, but he must have noticed I’ve been gone for a month right? So the news probably got to him. Why do you have that face on?” She frowned. 

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etisloan​:

Sometimes still, Etienne can’t believe that Casey said yes to him. That she married him and that she loves him as much as she does. He doesn’t think he deserves her love or her grace, but he’ll take it anyway as long as she’s offering. He feels overwhelmed in the best way by how much he loves her, and by how much this month-long honeymoon has solidified that.

He loves his kids, and he’s missed them immeasurably, so much so that part of him is incredibly anxious to get inside the house and wrap them in his arms again. But then Casey kisses him back, hand on the back of his neck and he forgets for a moment anything else but her, her and the taste of her, warm hand on his skin, soft lips pressing against his own.  He thinks of moments on the beach, sunkissed skin on his lips, the sound of her laughter as they laid on a private beach, the way she drank too much wine and her cheeks turned pink. The trip was full of indulgence, and love and he doesn’t think he’ll ever forget it.  He hopes she doesn’t either. He doesn’t stop kissing her, smiling into it as he deepens it.

“They’ve waited this long,” he laughs, smiling wide and more genuine than he has in a long time. He feels light, he doesn’t know how else to explain it than he feels light and warm and happy. “God, I’m never going to get over the fact that you’re my wife,” with those words he grabs the hand on his neck, brings it to his lips and kisses her palm. “Darling, I am never going to get enough of you. Haven’t you learned that already?” Etienne had been with a lot of people, his bedroom practically had a revolving door, but Casey is the only one he couldn’t get out of his head, couldn’t get enough of, indeed. Maybe it has to do with her knowing number estimates off the top of her head like that, and everything else, big or small, inbetween. “Fine,” he says with his own roll of his eyes, knocking on the divider, “frank, grab our bags and bring them to the house, will you?” he says, catching her lips with his own for a more indulgent kiss when she kisses him before pulling back and reaching for the door handle, one last kiss and he’s slipping out, offering her his hand and waiting for her to step out. When she does, he smirks leaning so he can lift her into a fireman’s carry “Welcome Home, Mrs. Sloan,” it’s said with a cheeky grin as he carries her to the door.

Letting her eyes flutter closed as she kissed her husband the brunette was transported back to the beaches of Italy where the two of them had spent a month lounging in each others company. It was relaxation in a way she’d never experienced before. Yes she’d checked her phone for work e-mails, she’d taken the work calls, and she’d made sure they facetimed with the twins everyday, but in between they had been perfectly content with each others company and she loved it. Letting out a small laugh as he deepened the kiss she didn’t resist for a couple of moments before pulling away, hand resting on his cheek. If he was given an inch Etienne Sloan would take a mile, and the girls had been waiting a long time for their parents to get back.

“Don’t you think we should give your mom a break though, I mean she’s had them a whole month, I bet she’s even more grey than when we left.” She grinned, heart fluttering as he kissed her palm, still not used to these sweet gestures of love that he rained down on her at all times. She didn’t think he’d ever get used to it actually. “Never ever? Wow, I guess it’s lucky we’re married now then, otherwise you might go through a drought of getting me all to yourself.” She teased, unable to resist the new indulgent kiss from him even as he told the driver to get their bags, wrapped her arms around him tightly so she could pull herself against his chest. Then he was getting out the car, offering his hand to her of course, and she took it without any hesitation before sweeping her up in his arms and eliciting a screech of joy from his wife. “Ahh! Don’t drop me!” The brunette clung hold of him tightly before she was let down again, unable to stop herself from kissing him immediately. “Thank you Mr. Sloan, it’s good to be home.” She replied in a mumbled against his lips even as a familiar sound reached her ears.

The two little voices, animated and talking a mile a minute signalling her daughter’s were nearby and she could wait no longer to wrap them up in her arms and cover their little chubby cheeks with kisses. “Girls?” She called, giving her husband’s hand a quick squeeze before her heels were clicking through the house to try and find them. A barbie explosion was in the living room an he knew she’d hit on the right spot as the toddlers screamed ‘mommy!” And ran towards her with delight. “Have you missed me? I missed you!” Casey laughed as they both jumped on her at once, making her fall backwards onto the floor in a laughing heap. “Look how big you are, you’re nearly taller than me!” She joked, pressing kisses to each of their cheeks in turn. “Daddy is here too, look!” She chuckled as she looked up from the floor to see Etienne come in after her.

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Valentines day had never been a holiday Casey particularly marked, until she was with Elias that was. He took it very seriously and thanks to his love of surprises she found another one on their bed that evening when she got home. Smiling to herself at the goofy card with the sweet words inside the lawyer raised her eyebrows at the message, at least now understanding why the nanny wasn’t leaving apparently. It was because she was again. A frisson of excitement ran up her chest as she opened the beautiful gifs that were so delicately wrapped there for her. The bag, the bracelet, and finally the dress which was beautiful while still having Elias’ undeniable stamp on it. It was something Casey would never choose for herself, but was still exactly right for her, her future husband had an amazing way of doing that she thought to herself as she changed. Not to mention it fit like a total glove, he knew her body better thanks he did. Removing and replacing her make up, putting a few belongings in the green clutch bag, and pressing a kiss to the temple of each of her daughters, she was ready. “I love you, I’ll be back soon, be good.” The brunette whispered before heading down to the waiting limo to find out what she had in store.

Moving through the Crystal City night she frowned softly as she tried to work out where she was being taken, places all around her that she recognised, but apparently they weren’t stopping at any of them. Not until they got to the museum that is, where Casey spotted Elias standing outside dressed in a suit, looking brilliantly handsome as usual. Stepping out her car she broke out into a beam she couldn’t hold back, brushing her fringe out her face. “What are we doing here, why so much mystery?” She asked with a smile. “Thank you for my beautiful gifts though, i love them.”   @kngofhell​

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kngofhell​:

“It’s why you’re marrying me, isn’t it?” he asks, because it’s easier to try to make her laugh than it is to focus on the pain in his leg, plus he’d do anything to hear her laughter, right now and always. She rolls her eyes at him, playfully and like she normally does and while this isn’t exactly their normal, she’s never had to care for him like this, it feels good that she’s giving him that. “Silly me, I should’ve predicted getting shot and had one on hand, I’ll remedy that immediately,” he promises and well, he is a man of his word and he really will take her on a bit of a shopping trip, if not for the fun of it all. But this was helping, joking with her while she applied water and peroxide and gauze and tape. She’s so gentle it’s amazing, not that she’s never been before. But his strong, hard as nails lawyer of a fiancée is being so gentle, caressing his cheek while she pours peroxide over his open wound, cleans him up and makes sure the gauze and tape are properly done. All things he didn’t have to walk her through. “sorry, I’ll get snipped as soon as I can,” he jokes about the childbirth thing, because honestly he can’t quite know how much pain she was in, and even more honestly, they never talked about more kids, so it’s probably something he should consider more now, so she won’t need to do it again.

 Once she’s done, resting her head on her forearm, he strokes his own hand across her cheek, into her hair, “you signed up for it? Casey, this isn’t something you signed up for, you shouldn’t have to do this,” he tells her because he feels so bad, so bad for making her patch him up like this, when he could’ve just called a friend and woke them up to do this, but he needed to be home, he wanted to be with her, near her. She’s pressing kisses to his cheek and he sighs softly, closing his eyes as she does “always, I’ll always come home,” he promises again because he needs to believe it too, despite how dangerous his job is, and that it’s something he’ll never be able to fully promise her. But he’ll try.  Now that he has something to live for.

Once he’s swallowed his pills, he places the flask on the piano bench and gives her a look at her comment, in pain for an entirely different reason. He lets out a shaky sigh and reaches for her hips, replacing her hands with his own. “Oh, my love,” he breathes softly “I hate that you’ve ever felt the need,” he whispers, tugging her forward, leaning forward to place an innocent kiss over her covered thigh, resting his forehead there after. “no, no bed, stay with me here for a moment.”

“It’s absolutely why I’m marrying you, but only if next time you make sure there is a little nurses outfit for me to wear, preferably something disgustingly slutty, PVC involved in an ideal world.” Of course she wasn’t being serious, everything she was describing while something the two might dabbling in in their sex life, she would never want to be dressed in to tend to a gunshot wound. Actually, she’d rather there was no next time to begin with, as calm as she was forcing herself to be the woman was still in turmoil inside. Having to tend to something potentially life threatening in the middle of the night when she had no medical training wasn’t her ideal situation, but she loved Elias, so did it without questioning. “I don’t know if you should go ahead and get snipped quite yet, what if we decide we want another one at some point? Although I guess it could be reversed. I don’t really know why we’re having this conversation right now, doesn’t seem the right time.” Plus she’d not stopped to properly think about it anyway, as much as she assumed she’d want no more babies, hearing the option might be taken off her made Casey pause for a second. “Anyway, not the point right now, Elias.”

At the caress of his hand across her cheek the woman looked up, face tired, bags visible under her eyes now thanks to how tired she was. Drained. They both were no doubt. “Don’t be silly, I’m going to be your wife, sickness and in health is literally in the vows. I’ve always got you if you need me, but just….try not to need me for this specifically at least for a very long time, because I don’t like having to patch up my husband after he’s been shot.” She whispered the last bit in his ear as she pressed a final kiss to his cheek, hands on his shoulders as she rested her forehead against his temple. “You’ll always try to come home.” She corrected him, too practical minded to be taken in with a promise she was well aware couldn’t be kept. He’d not had control over the outcome of tonights situation anymore than she had, it could have easily gone a lot worse. Watching him swallow the pills she nodded in approval, glad he was soon going to relieved of the pain he was in, or at least the edge would be taken off, small blessings. “Hey, hey hey it’s alright, you don’t need to worry yourself with that right now. Just focus on getting better okay? Just focus on feeling better.” Her hands brushed through his hair gently as he rested his head on her thigh, doing what she was asked and not moving an inch. “You should lie down soon though…elevate your leg.”

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kngofhell​:

“I have every right to be fucking ridiculous when I’m bleeding, darling,” he says through gritted teeth because yes, he has been shot before but this one in particular really fucking hurts. Maybe it’s all the leg work he did, trying to get home, the extra pressure. When she asks if he can take his pants off, a dirty joke is at the tip of his tongue but she cuts it off with an apology, knowing his thoughts before he can even really think them. “Don’t worry, love, I’ll remember this when you’re wearing a nurses costume for me,” he promises with a strained laugh before helping her help him out of his pants so she can patch him up.

 She seems to have much more of a handle on this than he originally thought, and is in a lot more control of her emotions than he originally thought she would be too, so he’s silent, mostly, while she dabs at the blood, lets his eyes close for a moment until she’s talking about…? And then, oh. He doesn’t swear at her as much he does bite into his fist to keep from doing so, not wanting to wake the twins and have to give his fiancée more work while she’s doing this for him. “I need to apologize,” he says because he does, he shouldn’t be putting her through any of this, but she knows, she knows, she knows what she got herself into when she said yes to marrying him, when she said yes to being with him, not that that’s an excuse at all.  “I’ll always come home to you, I swear it,” he makes a promise he can’t exactly keep but he’ll say it because she needs to hear it, he knows that much. He does as she says, puts his hand over where she put the gauze on his leg, holding it steady so she can tape him up, and when she does, and she’s handing him pain killers he gives her a look, a small smile “you’re an angel,” he says, and if he takes them with the whiskey from his flask, he knows she won’t say anything about it. “thank you, for everything.”

“I would agree if you weren’t also fucking ridiculous when you weren’t bleeding.” Casey felt some ease in her stress as Elias cracked jokes, because it was at least a relief he felt okay enough to be doing that. Still you could hear the pain in his voice as he obviously grit his teeth to try and handle himself. Rolling her eyes gently at the mention of a nurses outfit she looked up at him from where she was kneeled on the floor. “Well, you didn’t provide me with a nurses costume for tonight, that’s just bad forward planning if you ask me.” Her voice was soft though, gently teasing him back, but knowing this was causing him a lot of terrible pain. She wished she could take it away honestly. 

Going silent as she worked at the gunshot wound as best she could in a passive manner so she didn’t burst into tears from second hand pain for her fiancee, her hand reached up to caress his cheek as he bit down on his fist. God she hated making things worse. “It’s okay honey, nearly done, deep breaths. Now you know what childbirth is like.” The brunette tried to lighten the mood as she finished up what she was doing, finally able to deflate once it was done, knowing she had done all she could for him. Resting her head against her forearm careful not to put any pressure on his freshly wrapped wound, letting out a heavy sigh. “No you don’t need to apologise, this was what I signed up for. As long as I can do something to help you when this happens then it’s better than nothing.” Standing up on shaking legs she bent over to press a kiss to the man’s cheek, then another, then another, just so relieved that he was in front of her, in somewhat one piece. And breathing. Honestly Casey had been so scared waiting for him to come back, dreading the idea that she might get a phone call instead with the worst possible news. “I’m no angel, I’m just so fucking relieved you came back to us. I told the babies they’d see you in the morning, I didn’t want you to make their mother into a liar.” Saying nothing about the fact he was washing down painkillers with whisky the woman just let her love get on with what he needed to do to get through his situation. “Lucky for you it’s not the first time I’ve hard to clean up a bloody thigh.” A small smile on her pale pinched face as she put her hands on her hips. “You want help to bed? You need rest. So you can work up he energy to tell me what the hell happened to you.”

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kngofhell​:

 There are many things he didn’t want to put Casey through and tending to one of his wounds is one of them, but there are so many people down from the docks, he’s the least important to be tended to and so he headed home. He knows enough to get himself patched up for the night, and there’s nothing a couple of pills won’t help.  “We’ve got this,” he agrees, because they have no choice but to have this because if they don’t, it gets infected and he could very well die and he doubts they want to that to happen. He doesn’t tell her that though, but she’s smart so she has to know too.  She presses a kiss to his temple before she runs off to get supplies, and he takes the moment to close his eyes and breath through the pain.

He only opens his eyes when he hears Casey’s voice in front of him again, and she’s got everything he’s asked for “we need to clean the wound, just fucking pour some peroxide on and,” he nods towards the water on the bar top “that too, water and peroxide. Then we’re going to wrap it, okay? We have to wrap it with the gauze and tape,” he explains and he feels like maybe he’s slurring his words but he can’t be sure. “I’m sorry for making you do this,” he finally says, voice soft “I’ll have a friend come look at it in the morning, I’m sorry for worrying you tonight,” he keeps apologizing “but I came home to you, I made sure to do that.”

“Don’t be fucking ridiculous I’m not just going to pour it across you Elias.” Casey muttered as she picked up the bottle to unscrew quickly, using some of the gauze as a makeshift sponge so she could drench it in the liquid. “Can you take your pants off? I need to be able to see it properly, here I’ll help you.” The lawyer was getting the hang of things now, the initial shock having worn off she had gone into crisis mode. Her breathing had regulated and although her hands were still shaking she was able to conduct herself with more of a calming air. That was what the man needed right now, not someone flapping around him like a headless chicken. “Sorry, wish I was asking you to do that under different circumstances.” She tried to lighten the mood with a small smile, hands gently helping him remove the garment without agitating the wound which was easier said than done.

Once she had a clear sight … well as clear as it could be with blood spilling out she set to work gently dabbing around the obvious cut, building up to actually touching it with the peroxide which she knew from experience growing up, would hurt like a bitch. “You can swear at me if you like.” Was all she said before biting the bullet, pun intended, and cleaning the actual wound itself. Doing anything like this for Elias was horrible because she hated to see the man she loved in pain, but she would hate more to see him get an infection, that much was certain. “Don’t say sorry, really, it’s okay. Don’t say sorry.” She reached up once she had discarded the bloody gauze on the floor next to her. “Exactly, you came home, and that’s all I care about. Anything else we deal with.” Grabbing the clean gauze she looked up at him apologetically. “I’m going to do this tight, it’s going to hurt.” Before pressing it onto the still oozing wound, biting the inside of her cheek to force herself to remain calm. The pain she was feeling nothing on his. “Put your hand there.” Guiding his hand to hold the dressing she could use both hers to tape it down securely, finally allowing herself to breath out once it was done. “Worst is over now. Here, painkillers.” The next important thing on the agenda.

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kngofhell​:

All he wants to see is his family, to check over them and make sure they’re all all right. He wants to kiss his fiancée, too, he really wants to kiss her and apologize for scaring her like he did.  But first he needs to take care of his leg.  “You don’t want to know,” he tells her, and she will, eventually, she will press and ask how he ended up in this state, but for now he doesn’t want to answer questions he just wants to get fixed.  He’s on the piano bench now, and he takes another swig of the whiskey in his flask while she rushes in his direction, worried “no need to panic, love, it is but a flesh wound,” he tells her and he knows that’s easy coming from him, someone who doesn’t have to look at the love of their life bleeding from the leg and a lovely color of puce green in the face from how much pain they’re in. “I can’t go to a hospital because they’ll arrest me,” he explains  “so you’ll have to be my nurse, it’s nothing I haven’t done before, I’ll walk you through it and tomorrow I’ll call a doctor friend to stitch it up, okay?”

He doesn’t wait for her confirmation, just blinks for a moment before settling his brain “we need peroxide, gauze, tape lots of it all. I need you to compose yourself because I need you to clean the wound, can you do that, Casey? I need you right now.” And he knows he shouldn’t be asking her to do this, but he needs her help, usually this would be Mazie, maybe Veronica or Leo, but none of them are here and she’s his best bet on feeling marginally better “and I have pain killers, in the safe, I’m gonna need those when you’re done.”

Casey was panicking, sure had been in Elias’ life long enough to see him walk out of those elevator doors more than once covered in blood, but until it was cleaned away and he was pain free enough to tell her exactly what happened the lawyer wouldn’t know what exactly she was dealing with. He might tell her there was no need to worry but the way her had gone a nasty pale green colour and his face was covered in beads of sweat she begged to differ. “Right, the’ll arrest you, you walk me through it and…we’ve got this.” The brunette nodded as she reached him, using the scarf to try and wipe away some of the excess blood as carefully as possible so as not to cause extra pain. This suit was going to be thrown out that was for sure. Glancing over her shoulder to make sure she couldn’t hear anything coming from the twins’ room the lawyer made a quick mental list of the various things her boyfriend listed off. Peroxide, gauze, tape…peroxide, gauze, tape…she kept repeating over and over under her breath. They had all those things in the medicine cabinet thank god, for just this occasion, but that didn’t stop Casey from wishing someone like Veronica was already there to help her. “I will be right back.” She reassured him with wide eyes, pressing a soft kiss to him temple before disappearing to the bathroom in a streak of stressed laser focus. If she saw this as a job she might be able to deal with it better.

“Peroxide, gauze, tape…” She whispered as she gathered the various things that had been requested. Her hands were shaking nastily as she grappled with the combination on the safe, trying to keep her breathing calm, because if Elias died on her watch there was no question that she would be unable to go on. The whole family would be destroyed. Flashing visions of the worst case scenario came into her mind but she pushed them out forcefully, squeezing her eyes closed until she had regained composure. Everything in hand she swept back down the hall again, also holding onto cotton pads, a pair of the man’s sweatpants and t-shirt, and a half drunk bottle of water she’d snatched from her beside table to wash down the painkillers. ”Here, got it all. Elias, tell me what to do next.” She asked seriously as she placed it all down next to the piano, crouching by him as well.

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kngofhell​:

He’s bleeding, he’s bleeding and the pain is sort of blinding. So much so that he practically stumbeled, limped his way towards and into the lift, slapped the button for the top floor until the doors closed and he was heading up, up up. Once he made sure the injured parties of his team were in good hands, he was refusing his own medical help and heading towards home.  It was nothing, a fleshwound, a shot to the thigh, nothing he can’t fix himself.  But he’s tired, and he’s in pain, and he’s angry, so fucking mad about how tonight went, terribly terribly wrong, too many injured, too many dead. 

The bell dings and he’s home, he’s home and he’s limping forward, out of the lift, stopping at the piano bench because that’s about as far as he can go, he leans against the piano and pulls his flask out of his inside suit jacket, which somehow survived, and drinks whatever whisky is lieft inside of there. He blinks a couple of times, tries to clear his vision and he calls out, desprete to see his family “Casey?!” it’s loud and maybe the twins are asleep but he wants to hold them, anyway. “Case?! Where are you?!” @lawlikecaseywells​

Casey, once she had finally gotten out of the lift with both the twins hours after they had gotten stuck, was worried sick about Elias. Trying to go about her normal evening for the sake of the girls the last thing she wanted to do was somehow make them anxious because of the atmosphere she was giving off, but it was hard to feign that everything was okay. Bathing the two of them, feeding them mashed banana which mostly went all over her and the room instead of in their mouths, the two of them had finally drifted off to sleep after many stories, kisses, hugs from their mother. It was like they knew something was wrong. They could sense it, and that just made the lawyer feel incredibly guilty she was inflicting this on her precious babies.

Even once they had fallen asleep she didn’t want to leave the nursery so she’d curled up on the padded rocking chair with a case file she needed to work on, every tiny sound in the apartment making her ears prick up incase it was her fiancee coming home. At the sound of the lift doors opening she had left up to race to the entrance hall, but before she could get there he was already calling her name. There was an urgency to his voice that made her pic up her pace, bile rising in her throat as she saw the state of him. “Fuck, Jesus fucking christ Elias what happened…” Immediately she was running across the room, grabbing a scarf that was hanging nearby from when she’d gotten home and using it to attempt to stem the blood from his leg. “We should be calling a doctor, this is bad, this is really bad.” Her panic came bubbling to the surface as she tried with all her might to remain calm for the sake of the man.

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Text :: Elias 😈

Elias: I'll stop scaring you now.

Elias: are you physically okay?

Elias: why weren't you on the private lift, anyway?

Casey: yes, yes physically fine, we're all physically fine

Casey: The public one came first, I was trying to get the twins up in time for bath time.

Casey: Ironically didn't want to disrupt their routine.

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Text :: Elias 😈

Elias: Casey you *have* to hear this. We both know what I do..it's dangerous.

Elias: I love you, I love the three of you so much.

Elias: I'll do my very best to come home to you.

Elias: my poor girls, give them my love, will you?

Casey: I know...I know just...

Casey: I will, i'll give them your love.

Casey: I love you.

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Text :: Elias 😈

Elias: didn't even get the chance to marry *me* but just so you know, everything that's mine is already yours.

Elias: how are they doing? are they okay?

Elias: of course you will.

Casey: Elias, stop it, stop talking like this I hate it. It's scaring me.

Casey: I think they are confused, Lizzie mostly, Phi is calmer.

Casey: I just wish i'd got them to the house before this happened

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Text :: Elias 😈

Elias: if something happens i am *not* the type of dead husband to want you to remarry. I will haunt you.

Elias: I'll come home to you, keep yourselves safe for me.

Elias: More than anything, I hope you know that.

Casey: I'm not going to get the chance to remarry because nothing is going to happen.

Casey: So stop talking like that, and come home, and i'll look after the girls until then.

Casey: We *will* see you later.

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Text :: Elias 😈

Elias: there was some business down by the docks I needed to take care of.

Elias: things have gone awry here.

Elias: I love you, okay?

Casey: If you get yourself killed I will bring you back to life just so I can personally kill you again.

Casey: Please, please be careful and come home to us. Don't do anything stupid.

Casey: I love you too

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Text :: Elias 😈

Elias: she does take after me, after all.

Elias: i can't be positive what I am doing and what happened is connected.

Elias: if I lose connection. I love the three of you more than life.

Casey: You're scaring me.

Casey: Stop scaring me, where are you? Tell me now, this isn't a joke.

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Text :: Elias 😈

Elias: You've never seen any movie about being stuck in an elevator? Someone is usually a serial killer.

Elias: If I tell you, I incriminate you and I can't do that, darling.

Casey: Well, it's probably Ophelia so i'm sure I can hold my own.

Casey: Incriminate me?! So something is going on then, it's not just a 'power outage'

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Text :: Elias 😈

Elias: Mazie is there? Good, she knows what to do if things go awry and she's an expert with knives.

Elias: I'm not sure yet, love. Could be just a city wide power outage. Keep yourself and our girls safe, hm?

Casey: Why the fuck do we need an expert with knives?

Casey: Elias you're fucking scaring me tell me what is going on right now.