A/N ok so I know a lot of people are writing about the confessional teaser. I just couldn't help myself. It could be a one shot or longer depending in what happens in tonight's ep (White Lies pt 2)
Chapter 1
"Bless me Father for I have sinned," Sharon said. In her many years on the force, she had sought out the ritual sacrament of confession from time to time. Saying those familiar words often eased her mind, knowing that she could unburden herself.
"I have committed a mortal sin," her voice embracing the dark emptiness that was steadily consuming her soul. She had committed a mortal sin, she was damned. There was no coming back from this, a mortal sin. She had turned her back on all that she believed in, all that she held dear, all that made her who she was, on God. Her soul was lost.
"A mortal sin is a very serious matter. What is it that you feel you have done? What is this mortal sin?" The priest asked his voice heavy with doubt.
Sharon sighed looking up toward the ceiling. His tone resonated with his disbelief, his doubt in her self assessment only fueled the fires of her growing irritation with everyone.
"Doubt, Father. I killed a man. I shot him," she said her voice as hard as a stone. "I killed him."
The priest was silent for a moment as he took in her confession. "My child, you committed murder?" he asked the surprise in his voice was thinly veiled by his hushed tones.
"Justifiable homicide," she sighed, "It will be ruled justifiable homicide."
"My dear, the commandments dictate thou shall not kill, to break a commandment is a mortal sin. But there is forgiveness for the penitent," the priest reassured her.
"And therein lies the problem, Father." She was finding it more difficult to mask her frustration.
"I'm not certain I understand? You have come to the sacrament of confession to seek absolution?" The priest was becoming more confused by this woman's rather strange confession.
"Father, can one receive absolution without feeling repentant? I'm not sorry. I am glad that he's dead. My sin ... Father, I killed a man and was glad to do it. I used to believe. I believed in justice, in order. Now, now I doubt all of it. I no longer believe in the justice system. I spent my life defending that system and now …" her voice trailed off. She shook her head wondering why she was here. What did she really hope to gain? She had committed a mortal sin. She had no remorse. She was lost.
"Go on my dear," the priest coaxed. "Now?"
Sharon sighed closing her eyes, she laid her head in her hands. She wasn't sure about anything anymore. Friends and colleagues were dead or injured why? Because her precious justice system gave criminals rights. Innocent until proven guilty. Hadn't she seen enough over the years to think that maybe they had it backwards? Her precious rules had allowed Dwight Darnell to act as his own attorney, to spew his hatred during questioning of witnesses and to handle the evidence during the trial ‒ evidence that somehow had been tampered with and allowed him to take four more lives. How was this God's plan?
"Now, Father?" She sighed again looking up at the screen that separated them. "Now, I just don't know."
"Tell me about this man you say you killed," the priest asked his voice had regained its solemn calm composure. "Help me to understand your sin."
A/N I hope this stays true to Sharon's character. The next episode will dictate if there is a follow up. Special thanks to elephant0303 for being my sounding board and pointing out my mistakes. :)