A/N—Sorry I'm starting a new story against better advice but I couldn't and still can't help it!

This is the first story I ever had the idea for and I had a burst of inspiration so I have to do it now.

You see I have writing bursts where I have a thing for one story and not another and today it's this story.

So enjoy I guess…

*DISCLAIMER*

I do not own law and order: SVU!

Prologue.

Creatures of literature.

Through out the course of my life and my job I have met the most extraordinary people but I have also met people that I think the world would be better off without.

This story isn't about those people though.

This is a story about the loves of my life.

They were and are people that I love, care for and would stick with through anything.

In every book that I've ever read there was a good guy and a bad guy, a hero and a villain.

There were the weak and the strong, the welcoming and the hostile.

It took a long time, the love of my life and one extraordinary little girl to be able to say that a part of us is all of these things at some point.

Some are just more upfront about it.

People aren't what they seem… They are much more than that.

I say these things because this little girl was the hero with an open heart, strong mind and good intentions but she was also the villain seeking to destroy everything that could tell her who she really was.

Every day she fought herself with body and mind to fend of the monster that she thought lay inside.

I tried to help her as much as I could but sometimes I grew weak and weary.

I regret those moments.

Those were the moments that I too shared her pain of believing that I was unlovable.

In these times the love of my life would take me into her arms and hold my hand as I cried it out.

She was so much stronger than I…

It killed me to see such a beautiful little girl become so self destructive and it broke my heart to watch my fiancé' let her mind, body and health deteriorate so that she could hold her hand and lift her up when she was too weak to do it alone.

At least I can say that even as the final months grew near the love of my life never lost her spirit.

She never lost her love, passion and determination for what she believed was right.

That's why I fell in love with her in the first place.

Even as the last bits of colour faded from her cheeks, the last breaths left her lungs and the last sweet kiss was exchanged she put others before herself.

So I'm telling this for her… for both of them.

So that everyone could see why I loved the woman that I did and why one small girl can change your life.

Love always,

Olivia.