Casey Novak x fem!reader
Warnings: mega angst, grief/mourning, loss of a relative, lots of talks of death and the after effects. Fluff from Casey. very minor gang related threats/worries
Four days passed until the police finally let you out of the lockdown in the stuffy hotel room. They’d had no luck finding Jensen, but there hadn’t been any chatter on the airways, and he hadn’t popped up looking for you or Casey to seek further revenge. Knowing that you both had lives to get back to, they deemed it safe as long as you had a protective detail on you at all times. You and Casey split briefly while she stopped back at her apartment to pick up enough clothes to last the foreseeable future and anything she might need for work while you headed into the firm to collect everything you needed. Everything you’d left in the courtroom that day Rafael had so kindly dropped off for you, as well as calling your parents to tell them the news, you simply couldn’t bear to do it and you knew they needed to know before Rita’s murder was front page news. They were just as devastated as you were, even more so that they weren’t allowed to see you while you were in lockdown, and now that you were out, you were dodging their calls, not wanting to deal with it quite yet.