Melinda's Daughter
Disclamer:I don't oen anything from law and order svu. The only person I own is miranda n chloe.
Realationships:elliot/olivia miranda/fin
NARRATIVE P.O.V.
Melinda was at home having a peaceful night to herself, that is until there was a knock on her stood up and went to open the door. When she opened her door there standing infront of her was a small african american girl around the age of 12. She had big brown eyes and a light skin tone like melinda. "uhhm can I help you sweetheart?" melinda asked the young girl. The girl just stared at her for a momment before replying. "my name is miranda and im your daughter." Melinda stared at the girl for a minute thinking it was some kind of joke. "here sweetie why don't you come inside its chilly" the little girl walked into the light where melinda could see her better. She was a rather short girl for someone her showed the girl into the living room where she sat on the couch , and meinda sat on the love seat acroos from her. 'my goodness her feet don't even touch the floor' melinda thought. "now whats this about you being my daughter miranda?" miranda stared at the lady before her. She then pulled out a letter that looked hastily written and was torn in some places. "here" she said "im suppose to give this to you." Melinda took the letter from the little girl an started to read it. 'dear melinda,
I don't know how to say this but, somethings have gone wrong. I know that I told you that miranda had died when she was born but I lied. You said you couldn't handle a child so I took her. Please believe me when I tell you that miranda is your daughter. She is only 10, and goes to school.i know this is quick notice for just dumping her off, but if you don't believe me there is a dna test to prove that she is your daughter.
From,gina'
By the time melinda had finshed reading the letter it was now 11 o'clock. She turned towards the little girl to see that she was already fast asleep on the set off to get the girl a blanket and a pillow. When she came back she placed the blanket on miranda, but while doing so she knocked the little girl's satchel over and all of it's contents fell out. While picking up the things melinda noticed the dna test. After reading it she knew that miranda was her real then left the girl to go to bed herself. While lating in bed her head was swarming with questions. Like how could her friend tell her that her daughter was dead, how is she going to lve with being a mother. But better yet how was melinda goin to tel fin, the man she loved that she had a child.