Hello...I'm new here and not really familiar with how this works. I just had a story in my head that I wanted to share with you all. It's a mixture of old and new characters plus some characters of my own. It's not set during a particular time either. Just my own little story. I don't have a beta or anything. Just wanted to put this out there. I hope you all enjoy.
My Sister's Keeper
Chapter 1
Friday Night
Olivia sat at her desk another late night finishing up paperwork. Munch, Fin and Elliot had all left for a guys night of beer and boobs as Munch liked to refer to it. Normally Olivia would join just for the hell of it but the past month had hit the squad with a heavy case load so she opted to sit this gathering out and get caught up on work.
"Go home Detective" She heard Cragen say from his office.
"Soon Cap, I'm almost done with this last file."
She couldn't help but smile as her bosses exasperated sigh followed her reply.
Feeling the vibration from her cell Olivia looked down at the device.
"You don't know what you're missing Liv. This new girl is hot" El
She frowned at the pig her partner had turned into since his divorce a little over two years ago.
"Slow Down Partner" she replied before finishing her file and then heading home.
Monday Morning
Olivia got off the elevator hot tea in one hand phone in the other as she wrapped up a phone call with ADA Barba.
What she didn't expect was the crowd of half dressed teenage girls that greeted her as she rounded the squad room doors. Immediately she scanned the room looking for her fellow detectives. All she saw was a bunch of Uni's so she made her way to the Captain's office.
"Hey Cap," she said upon entering the office. "What's going on?"
"Guy was murdered last night. Homicide detectives went to the residence to investigate and stumbled on an underage prostitution ring. Munch and Fin are in interrogation room 2. Elliot's waiting for you outside of 1. So far no one is giving up possible suspects or even their own identities".
"Right on it" Olivia responded after being briefed on the situation. She walked hastily to meet Elliot outside of the interview room.
"Good Morning sleeping Beauty, how was your weekend?" Elliot said in greeting.
"Fine until this shit. What's the plan?" She responded.
"Follow my lead," he said with the shit eating grin he was famous for.
Olivia threw her hands up in surrender before following her partner into the interrogation room.
"Hello ladies," she heard Elliot say just before she got sight of the two girls before them. One was a redhead with the bluest eyes she had ever seen. The other a brunette with red streaks in her hair and bold brown eyes. Neither responded to Elliot's greeting as they sat with hands joined under the table. Olivia wasn't sure if this was for fear or not.
"So, tell me about yourselves girls". He said grin still intact.
The girls looked at each other then looked back at Elliot without saying a word.
"Fine, I will start. I'm detective Stabler and this is my partner detective Benson."
Still the girls said nothing.
"Look girls, this act is getting old. Just tell us who offed your pimp and we can send you home to your parents."
Olivia watched as the redhead looked to her friend. That gesture let her know that the brunette was the stronger of the two. If they wanted to get anywhere they would have to separate the girls.
Elliot looked at Olivia and picked up on her train of thought instantly.
"Okay Reds why don't you and I take a walk and leave detective Benson in here to talk with your friend."
The detectives watched as the redhead's big blue eyes opened in fear looking to her friend for protection.
"She isn't going anywhere. Last I checked we didn't break any laws so what we're going to do is leave out that door and you and detective Benson can take the walk your damn selves". The brunette spoke up.
"Well last I checked prostitution is a crime," Elliot responded face now bright red.
"Who said anything about prostitution detective?" Brunette responded.
"Look girls," Olivia responded seeing her partner slowly loose his patience with the quick witted young lady. "I understand that you are scared but what you have to understand is that he is gone. The asshole who had you living this life is dead. Even if we let you out of here, where do you plan on going? Your house is a crime scene."
"We will manage," the strong willed girl responded.
"What about your family? Don't you think they miss you?"
The mention of family caused the redhead to tear up.
"Stay strong Ariel" the brunette chastised.
"I'm trying Bambi but I miss my mom".
"What about you Bambi, don't you miss your family too?" Elliot asked the brunette.
"Fuck family" the young girl yelled at the detective.
"Bambi never had a family" Ariel said softly.
"No bitch, I thought you were my family but obviously not." The brunette yelled hostility still growing.
"I am your family Bams but come on, you're 13 and I'm 17 we can't survive these streets without John."
Hearing the age of the girls hit Elliot and Olivia hard. Elliot couldn't help but think about his own daughters and how this could have been them. Olivia couldn't help but look at the younger of the two and wonder what could have happened to her in those 13 years to make her so harsh to the world around her.
Later that night
Elliot, Olivia, Fin and Munch sat at the bar nursing drinks and discussing their day.
"I hate Mondays" Olivia said before lowering her head into her folded arms on the table top.
"Tell me about it," Elliot concurred.
"I'm just glad all those girls finally spoke up and were able to be reunited with their families," Fin said with exhaustion in his voice.
"Yeah, the looks on those parents faces after being reunited with daughters they thought were dead, I can't imagine," Elliot said still thinking about his own children.
As the guys talked, Olivia couldn't help but think about the one who wasn't reunited with her family. The youngest of them all who was now sleeping on a cot in the cribs waiting for a representative from children and family services to come pick her up.
Bambi who the detectives learned didn't know her real name, received the surname because her big brown eyes reminded the now dead pimp of a deer caught in headlights.
"You still thinking about Bambi?" Munch asked sensing Olivia's mood.
"How can I not?" She asked.
"Liv I know you like to help everyone but it's nothing we can do until she decides to help herself. She refuses to cooperate. We all know that she has only been there for the past two years. That leaves eleven years with a family she refuses to tell us about under a name she refuses to tell us". Elliot said to his partner and best friend.
Olivia didn't respond. She just took a sip of her beer before heading out the door.