Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I am not creative enough to have come up with such an amazing show and such awesome characters. That honor goes to Dick Wolf. All hail Dick Wolf the creator and owner of these characters.

It's a game, always a game. That was what rocked the attorney to the core. That is what got under her skin; the perp only saw this as a game.

Sitting across the table from him, she's looked into his eyes to find no guilt, no remorse, only pride. He was proud of his work. He'd prided himself in his ability to completely destroy his victims.

This was probably what brought her to Casey Novak's apartment. It had been so long since she'd been in the middle of such a heinous crime, she couldn't remember how to forget. She didn't know how to wash it off. She was in desperate need of a reality check. Better yet, she needed a distraction.

She knocked on the door. Nothing. She knocked again, harder. She stood outside the apartment, listening for any sounds from inside. Finally she heard movement.

The door swung open. "What the-" Casey, with sleep filled eyes, stopped dead and looked at the blond whom she'd once replaced standing in the hallway. "Alex? What are you doing here? It's one o'clock in the morning."

Alex gave a half-hearted smile. Quietly she said: "I guess I'm hoping the distraction you offered is still on the table."

Casey took Alex by the hand and pulled her into the apartment.

This became the beginning of the end for the returning Sex Crimes ADA.