Love is Blindness
Summary: It's Valentine's day and Connie experiences many secret admirers but one person who calls themselves 'The Lone Dove' takes her breath away. Connie under goes a treasure hunt to receive her Valentine's gift. Can you guess the identity of the co-worker? - Sometimes Love is right there in front of us but we are too blind to see it.
Disclaimer: Some of the content (ie. love letters/cards are adapted and don't belong to me) All characters belong to NBC and Dick Wolf... L+O may be over but the lovin' goes on...and on... and on!
A/N: I finally saw Mike on SVU! Yay! Even though it was only for 10 seconds. And I was just as excited as a puppy in a pet shop window when I found out Alana will be gracing our TV screens again. :D Yippee! Anywho...
Happy Valentine's Day!
This story is dedicated to those who have shown me so much love since I joined here. Especially June, Angie, Abby, originalsnookiedarookie , LTP-girl, 25thday and everyone else.
Chapter 1
The Princess' dove
February 14th 8.30am
Manhattan District Attorney's office
Connie's Cubicle
Once upon a time there was a Prince who wanted to find the perfect Valentine's gift for his crush, a Princess in a nearby kingdom. The Prince spent a week searching in the most prestigious shops but had very little luck. He first went into an expensive Jeweller's, found a beautiful necklace and bought it. He left the store only to regret the gift he spent money on. He returned it because it wasn't hand made, just an object of wealth. The princess would already have many expensive gifts and trinkets but they wouldn't be as meaningful and rare as the Prince's heart.
The second place the prince went in was a bakery, he thought of getting a delicious cake for the Princess. The baker showed him a tasty one and said it was given to him for free and he was willing to give it to the Prince. The Prince refused this generous gift however, for it wasn't hand made and made from the heart for the princess. The Prince continued his quest. He wandered for days and days and became tired of walking and searching. The perfect gift for the Princess was impossible.
Further along the road he came across a bird handler that had many beautiful feathered friends for sale. All had pretty appearances and gorgeous bright colours. They sang cheerfully and loudly. There was one bird's song, however, that seemed out of place. It was a soft and clear note, unique to the others. It belonged to a lonely dove that sat by herself away from the beautiful others. It was a cooing dove, as white as snow and with rosy red feet.
"Why does she sing so much more sweetly than the others?" the Prince asked, pointing to the little white dove.
The bird seller smiled.
"She sings because of her heart," he said. "The other birds sing in the sunshine, but look"—he held up the dove's cage, and the Prince saw that the little white dove had closed, blind eyes. "She sings in the dark because of her happy heart," the bird seller said.
"May I buy her," the Prince asked, "to give as a valentine to a Princess?"
"Oh, I will give her to you," the bird seller said. "Very few people want to take care of a blind bird."
But the Princess did. She liked the white dove better than any of her other valentines gifts. She hung her cage in a pink rose tree in the sunniest part of the garden, and she often invited the Prince to sit with her under the tree and listen to the dove's sweet song.
"Please turn over the page"
Connie turned over the letter with a giant smile on her face. This was her 5th Valentine's gift she had received that morning. The first two were cards with sweet and humourous poems, one was a post-it note with a sweet message and the other a chocolate rose. She could identify the writing on 3 of the gifts but was clueless with the rose and letter. She almost lost track of how many Valentine's cards she sent out, generously, but she certainly didn't expect to have so many in return.
While she waited for work to do, she continued to read her Valentine's letter;
"Dear Connie,
Happy Valentine's Day, I hope this Native American folk tale made you smile. You certainly stand out from the rest, and I'm glad you do. Although I haven't known you the longest in this office, I appreciate the time you dedicate to your job. I won't reveal my identity to you, as I know you have many admirers already and I don't want our friendship or relationship as co-workers to change. I will, though, share a special gift with you for this fine Valentine's Day, if you will let me. I've placed another letter under your desk if you wish to begin a quest with me in the search for 'Blind Love'.
Love From the Lone Dove."
Connie placed the letter down hesitantly in deep thought. "What should I do?"
She wasn't sure whether or not to keep going or get on with work.