Ding.

I sat up quickly, startled.

I looked around, realizing I must had fallen asleep doing homework. Carisi walked over from the lounge area and placed a cup of coffee on my desk.

I smile and say, "Thanks, Carry." He too must have fallen asleep at the station, judging how he's still wearing what he was wearing yesterday. I scrunched up my nose as the smell hit my nose, "You should consider taking a shower once in awhile, I guarantee you it'll make your chances getting with Amanda go up astronomically." He rolled his eyes and I stuck out my tongue.

At that moment, dad walked out of his office and said, "Morning, Alessa. Grab your stuff so I can take you out to get some breakfast." My tummy rumbled and I shrugged, knowing it's probably a good idea. I took a sip of coffee and put all of my books in my bag.

Oh, did I mention Captain Cragen is my dad? He adopted me after the squad found me when I was six, carrying out drinks illegally in a club. Long story short, ten years later, I'm practically a member of the squad. I wonder what dad's wife, my mom, was like. He's told me her name was Marge, and that she was sweet. Unlike me, she wasn't sarcastic or easy to annoy. I guess she's that ant that never bites.

Carisi waved his hand infront of my face, whistling, "Hey, anybody in there?" I scoffed, knocking his hand out of my sight. He mocked me and said, "Somebody's crabby this morning." I hit him in the stomach. "Alright, alright, I'm sorry. Every morning." I sent him my asian-stink eye and was about to cuss him out, but dad walked out as soon as I raised my fist.

"Alessa, ready to go? Carisi, stop messing with her and get your work done." Carisi bites back a smirk and nods.

"Yes, sir." I stuck my tongue out at Carisi and followed dad out of the precinct.


After breakfast, dad let me drive to our apartment. It's kind of small, located only 5 minutes away from the precinct. It has two bedrooms and two bathrooms. After I turned 14, dad figured it was time for us to upgrade to a two bathroom apartment opposed to a one bathroom. My long curly hair littered our old bathroom, which probably was one of the biggest reasons why he wanted to move.

After taking a quick shower, I put some skinny jeans and a t-shirt on, leaving my hair down to dry. I grab my phone and text Carisi, asking him what's up. He quickly responds with, "Tutuola and Rollins are planning a date for Friday /3." I smirked and wrote back a jackass text, "Maybe you'll rethink daily showers :*"

Carisi and I had only met one year ago when he came into the cinct to fill in for Amaro during his leave of absence. Our personalities were way too similar, so of course, we quickly became friends. His arrogant attitude really pissed my dad off at first, but after seeing how good he was with me, and how good of a detective he was, dad laid off. Even though it's hard for me to admit, I kinda like Carisi. All in all, he's a decent detective, and a good guy. Even though he's still kinda a dickhead.

I sighed, rolling over in my bed. I reached for my textbook, knocking out a few chapters before falling asleep.


My dad shook me awake.

He said, "Don't ask questions. Just come on." I've never heard him sound this serious. I know when he gets like this, I should just do as he says. I bit back my asshole comments and grabbed my backpack. Following him outside the apartment and to the car, we both get in and drive quickly to the precinct.

His deep voice is the only thing that is heard in the precinct.

"Jason Reed. Male. 29 years old. Caucasian. His MO is raping young woman, age 13 thru 16 so far. Afterwards, the perp tapes his victim's mouths shut, binds them, and leaves them naked in their families trash bins. 15 cases so far follow this pattern. We didn't get this case until today, when the most recent body showed up in our territory. He plans out each rape, making sure that the following trash day, he dumps their body so their family can find them. He's left every victim alive except the most recent. 16 year old. Marissa Katherine Grey. Straight A student. He was very sloppy, leaving some semen on the body. We've traced it back to this address. All units to this location. Mr. Reed is considered armed and dangerous."

Everyone in the squad room dispersed, readying themselves for the mission. Cases like this make me sick. Contrary to prior beliefs a lot of people may have in me, I never want to work with this kind of police work. I hate this. I'd much rather teach, anything but this. I've seen what this does to people, and I assure you, it's nothing you want to spend the rest of your life doing.

I look over at Carisi, who's loading up his gun. I walk over and nudge him.

"Don't miss, okay?" My voice cracks. He knows my past, and knows what rape cases - specifically young rape cases - do to me.

He sighs and brings me into a hug. I hug back as he says, "You bet I won't. Stay outta trouble when we're gone," he whispered the next part, "don't worry, you're safe here. No one's gonna get you, I promise."


It had been about an hour since the squad had left.

I sat in my dad's office, with the door locked, reading some of his old law textbooks. After awhile of complete silence, I hear footsteps walking towards his office door. I see a tall shadow outside of the door, and I know it's not one of the guards. The doorknob rattles, and I hear a deep laugh come from behind the door.

"Marie, I know you're in there." My eyes get bigger. My breaths become slower and slower. He knows my name. Not even my name, but my middle. The way it rolls off his tongue sends shivers down my spine. I look around. There is no escape. I hide underneath the desk, praying he won't find me. As soon as I get under the desk, I hear the door being kicked open. I squeeze my eyes shut and hear his footsteps draw closer and closer to the desk. I feel his eyes penetrating the desk, knowing I'm hiding.

"Please make this easy for me, Marie." He sighs, patiently. "Alright, you wanted it this way. Remember that." His weasel-like hand grabs my arm, twisting it, pulling me from under the desk. I scream but his mouth quickly covers it. He smirks. "A screamer, eh?" My stomach is upside down as if I'm about to pass out. Unfortunately, I don't.

He says, "You're Cragen's daughter right?" he strokes my hair, "Definitely adopted. No gene of his could ever produce such a beauty like yourself." I try to get free, kicking him in the nuts. He winces and I take that chance to grab the nearest lamp and attempt to hit him over the head with it. Before it comes in contact with his head, he grabs his and twists my wrist so far that I hear a loud crack. I groan in pain, tears trickling down my face.

He puts my hand over his bulge and says, "Unzip my jeans." He starts kissing my neck as I quickly do as he says. He unzips mine, ripping my panties off.

I attempt to call for help as a last resort, "Carisi! Help me!" I scream at the top of my lungs. He slaps me and duct tapes my mouth shut.

Dried tears stick my hair to my cheeks. I wince and sob as he puts his it inside of me. All I can see through my tears is his brown hair and sweaty forehead.


A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter! Disclaimer: I do know own Law and Order: SVU.