Well, here's a new story for everybody! It's called Hope after the main character of this story, my OC named Hope. Note that the actress we are picturing for this character is Kristin Chenoweth. This idea was inspired by the fact that she always said if she didn't become an actress that she'd wanna work with forensics and detective kinda stuff, so we thought it would be interesting to put her into SVU. Enjoy!
Hope's POV
It's been a few days since I flew to New York and I'm still barely settled into my new apartment. It's pretty small but I don't own much so it's not too much of a problem. I'll probably get more stuff when I'm here, God knows there's a lot of stores. It's also so much busier here, everything's really slow at home. I guess I'm just not quite settled in here get, but I think it's just because it's so different than Oklahoma, but I wanted different so that's what I got.
Sometimes I still wonder if it was a good idea to say yes to this transfer in the first place, but I wanna get as far away from home as possible, and NYC sounds pretty damn far. Still, it's weird being so far away from what I'm used to.
This morning I start in the Special Victims Unit, a branch of the NYPD for sexual offenses and murders and those kinda things. I'm a little nervous about working here, but I really wanna help these people so I guess that's a good enough reason as any to join this branch. I'm just a little nervous since I don't know what to expect. All I really could find out is that apparently I'm replacing some guy that retired, so I get his partner and the cases he'd get, but I don't even know who his partner is.
After getting a quick breakfast at Starbucks, I head down to the precinct to find out what's gonna happen. I go in and head in the direction of the office for SVU Captain Cragen. Before his office are a bunch of desks with computers, phones, papers, lights and all that stuff on the desks. I was told to find detective Fin so I asked around until someone pointed to a big black man at his desk.
Fin scares me a little, to be honest. I don't really understand why, though. He's just another detective for the SVU, and he's gonna be my new partner I guess so I can't really be scared of him. But he's so… big. I'm not exactly the tallest person in the world so everybody's kinda high up to me but this detective Fin is HUGE.
Finally I'm able to muster up enough courage to walk over to his desk, trying not to freak out on him. What kinda first impression would that be? I'm supposed to be a fricken cop!
He just smiles. "Are you Hope?" he asks me.
"Yeah…" I say kinda quietly, avoiding his eyes. He doesn't seem mean but I still can't be sure what to think of him yet.
"I'm Fin, you're my new partner…"
"Hi…" is all I can say. I feel a little stupid being afraid of him, but men always make me a little nervous, especially when they're the size of the Empire State Building next to me. That's why I always rely on a pair of shoes to make me a little taller.
He smiles. "How long have you been in New York?"
"I just got here a few days ago…" I tell him, thinking about my small, pathetic apartment. It's basically empty except for the bare minimum needs, like food and a bed and stuff. I've never been one to go out and buy a ton of crap that I'll never even bother with, but here in New York that feels a little weird when everything I see is all bright and flashy.
"Where are you from?" he asks.
"Oklahoma."
"What made you decide to come here?"
I feel a little stupid, but when he's asking me all these questions it's making me kinda nervous again, but I've always been really paranoid so I try to ignore it. I'm his new partner so he's gonna wanna know who I am, I tell myself. "I was transferred when they heard you needed a replacement here and I wanted to leave…" I explain, avoiding his eyes.
"Oh, well my other partner finally retired, so you were the lucky one who got his job," Fin tells me.
"Oh…" I say. He seems pretty nice to me but I still can't help not being able to talk much.
I think he's noticing that I'm kinda nervous so he changes the subject.
"Why don't I give you a little time to set up your desk, I'm just closing up a case," he says, looking at me.
"Mmk…" I mumble, looking at the other desks. I'm not really sure which one is mine, which is obviously problematic.
"That ones yours," Fin says, pointing to one of them nearby. "Go ahead and organize it how you want."
Without another word, I go over to my new desk and sit down. The desk seems pretty nice, it's wood with a computer and a lamp like the others. There's not much I can do with the desk right now since I'm new here, but I start to look around to see what's here. I find some of my paperwork that I need to go over and start working on that, though I'm not really thinking much while I'm filling it out. I just need to get over being nervous around Fin first.
A little after I've got everything set up at the precinct, Fin tells me we've got a new case. It's a child case, a kid was showing signs of neglect so we got a call. Now Fin and I are on our way to the school to talk to this kid but I'm just trying to make sure that, one, I don't let Fin know I'm still a bit afraid of him, and two, I don't let myself get too emotional about this case. I have the feeling I'm gonna wanna be really attached to this kid but I can't do that. During the drive to the school I've been avoiding looking at Fin the whole time by staring out the right window.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine," I say automatcally. I've learned to always just say that when people ask if I'm okay, and it just comes out whenever I hear someone ask nowadays…
"Nervous about your first case?" he asks.
"A little I guess… New York is kinda different…" I say, trying not to talk too much about why I'm actually nervous.
"How is it different?"
"I dunno, it just feels different than Oklahoma," I say, thinking of how slow it feels there since I got here.
"You'll get used to it," Fin says. I think he notices that I'm still kinda tense because the next thing he says is, "Try to relax a little, it'll help." After that he changes the subject back to the case. "Do you wanna talk to the little boy while I talk to the teachers?" he asks.
"Okay," I say. I think it'll be easier for me to talk to the kid than to the teachers.
"He's nine. The principal reported neglect," Fin adds, since I hadn't really gotten much of the case info down before we left.
"What else do they know about the boy?" I ask. It always helps me to have more details when I talk to the kids about whatever the case is.
"He's small for his age, and is behind in school. And his clothes don't fit right," Fin says.
"Already sounds like neglect…" I sigh, thinking about how obvious it is that he's been neglected.
"That's why they want us to talk to him, he might be more willing to talk with you though."
"Why do you think that?" I ask. I don't know any reasons the kid would be more likely to talk to me than him that I can think of. He's bigger but he's been really nice since I got here, even if I am acting paranoid.
"I know most kids do better when our other female detective talks to them, so he might not be so scared if it was you," Fin explains, and it makes sense to me. Sometimes kids prefer talking to a woman than a man.
"Okay…"
"Cases with kids are always hard, you've just gotta push through it," he says.
I just sigh. "Yeah…" I mumble, and look outside again. There's not really much to see, but it's distracting me from having to talk to Fin or think about this case. I just can't get attached… it'll be too hard to let go.
What do you guys think? Keep writing? I just got this idea kinda randomly but I thought it would work as a fic. Just let me know!
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