(NOTE): Okay, my first Law and Order one-shot. This basically is Goren's arch-nemesis pondering her feelings for the detective.
Rarely have I found a more vicious opponent, one with such faith and such passion. A thorn in my side, you are. A dart that understands humans so well, you know exactly which vein to slither through to reach my heart.
Gentle, sly tormentor.
Of all the devious, conniving men I have faced, you are the one who I can never completely beat. I sink your battleship, you sink my submarine. Yet you steal my knight with your bishop, and I shall take your rook with my pawn. So who has suffered the greater defeat? And you had better be cautious, my dear detective, or else I might just take your queen one day.
Oh, but how to trap your king?
Beauty does not work on you, nor does charm. With you I must reinforce these tools by resorting to cunning and emotion. True, pure emotion. I feel when I am with you, up against you. I can actually hear my stone heart race and my numb, plastic skin flush and swelter at just the very thoughts of you.
Raw and enticing thoughts.
Etched in my heart is your bright smile; your look of cold and fierce anger is ingrained in my mind. My imagination, however, holds a tempting watercolor of your pleasant face in mournful pain: your dark eyes rimmed with pale scarlet, shinning from the glass cover of your tears, and those soft lips in a broken frown, slightly parted as gentle pants of defeat pass through. Yes, your strong, warm and passionate display is thrilling, but your soft, weakened and sorrowful countenance would be down-right arousing.
Eagerness to see you this way has consumed me.
Raping your very spirit is my goal now; defiling every aspect of you until all that is left is a shell, a mold that I may bend to my will. You know very well, darling detective, that I can be quite persuasive as well as cruel. I shall be both ruthless and merciful. Your spirit will not survive, but your heart, your mind, and your body will remain intact. They will be my toys and my tools, and you will want me to play with them and use them.
Nicole Wallace will be branded on your soul forever.
Trod carefully from here on, my precious Bobby; I loathe and love you much too deeply to ever give you up.
(NOTE): It's short, I know, but if I'd have made the paragraphs any longer, they would have been difficult to read. There is a reason why I wanted to set it up this way. Cookies to whoever can guess why!
(Hint: Start by looking at the beginning of the separated sentences and study a little more closely. From there, it's pretty easy to decipher ;P.)
Eh, maybe I'll revise it one day :).
(EDIT): Oh wow...okay, after seeing "Frame" I'm beginning to get scared at how close to home this all seems (as this was written way before that episode). Especially the "she feels" line/stuff.