Author's Note: Just a story that's been running around in my head lately. I don't own any of the characters from Law & Order. The original characters in this work are my own, as are my mistakes!
November 1993
After the initial adrenaline rush had worn off, the shock set in. She found herself trembling uncontrollably, her knees shaking, almost unable to bear the weight of her body. She found the wall with her hand and pressed against it in the vain hope that its very being would stop her from falling. But it didn't. The rushing noise in her ears grew louder, her vision started to cloud and before she could utter a word, felt herself slide towards the floor.
He was there immediately, in front of her, his mouth forming words that she couldn't hear. He was trying to help her to her feet, but her body was protesting with every attempt, her limbs so heavy. She tried to explain, tried to convey that it wasn't her fault that she couldn't stand, but the connection between her brain and her mouth appeared to be lost, severed as a result of the preceding few moments and a dull ache started in her stomach.
His hands were on either side of her face, holding her head steady, forcing her to look at him and yet she felt her eyelids droop with the seeming desperate need for sleep. He was shaking her, gently but firmly, but all she wanted to do was close her eyes and rest.
It was good to sleep.