Back To You ~ (Cazzie Fanfic)

Epilogue 3: Honey I'm Home

She gestures at her phone emphatically and mouths, I'm on a call!

"Uh... yeah," she says into her headset, with a big sigh of relief, "I'm fine. Craig, I'm gonna have to call you back."

She ends the call, smiling tolerantly at Casey and takes out her headphones. Casey grins at her in the way she knows Izzie can't resist and holds her arms open for a hug.

"I thought you were getting home tomorrow!" she says, with an indulgent smile, wrapping her arms around Casey. "How was the trip?"

"Good. But I missed you so much I came back early," Casey says, pulling her closer and kissing her temple.

"Mmmm," Izzie says as she squeezes back, and Casey can feel her breath against her neck. "I missed you too."

She lets her hands skim down the sides of Izzie's body and wrap around her waist. And for a moment they just stand there, soaking in each others' comforting presence.

Then, "Sooo.... I know we have a lot of catching up to do," Casey mumbles, breathing deeply to take in the smell of Izzie's hair. "But... what time do the kids get home again?"

"Uhh," Izzie cranes her neck to glance at the microwave clock. "In, like, 20 minutes."

Casey smiles roguishly and says, "Plenty of time."

She walks Izzie back against the counter and kisses her.

Izzie smiles and playfully asks, "Time for what?" in between kisses.

Casey begins pulling down the zipper on her sweatshirt and breathes into Izzie's neck, "You know what."

Casey nibbles her earlobe and murmurs, "God, I've been thinking about you all day."

"I don't wanna have sex in the kitchen-" Izzie sighs, melting slightly under Casey's hands which are now roaming her body, groping her over her clothes.

"In your office then," Casey offers, kissing her neck. "I'll let you fuck me over your desk, boss lady..."

Izzie laughs, "Tempting. But I've been in there allll dayyy. Plus we really don't have time-"

Casey slides her hand between Izzie's legs and presses up gently, abruptly ending her sentence with a gasp. Then she wraps one arm around her back and swoops one down under her legs and abruptly picks her up.

Izzie gasps and squeals, "Casey!" as Casey carries her out of the kitchen, into the hall, and begins walking up the stairs as if she weighs nothing.

Izzie throws her head back and laughs, a familiar, comforting sound, as Casey continues up the stairs.

"You cannot be serious," she laughs as Casey carries her down the hall.

"Oh I'm dead serious," Casey replies with a smirk, setting her down in their room and closing the door. "Take off your clothes."

They go to stand on opposite sides of the bed, facing each other.

"Case, oh my god... the kids are gonna be home in like 20 minutes," Izzie says with exasperation, unzipping her sweatshirt.

"I'm... texting... Erin right noooowwww..." Casey says, staring at her phone and typing with one hand while pulling off her socks with the other.

She unzips her jeans and then glances at her phone again.

"Ah!" she says triumphantly, "She's gonna take them to the park after school, instead of bringing them home. Perfect."

Izzie smirks at her.