Somewhere Safe
A/N: This is just for fun, to get the creative juices flowing on the two other fics that I'm working on. I really appreciate feedback.
Disclaimer: I own very few things in life. Law and Order's characters are not one of them.
Chapter 1
The city of New York had actually quieted down, to the extent that New York could be quiet. But then, most cities aren't extremely busy at three in the morning. The 16th Precinct of the New York Police Department was dark for the first time in a while. All of their current cases were closed, and the few that remained open had reached a standstill. Nothing more could be done with them, so Captain Cragen had ordered all of his people home, to get a full night of sleep in a long time. It was no wonder then, that no one noticed the small figure creeping up to the building. No one was there to notice—even the night guard had left his post, probably to get coffee.
As the small figure drew into the light that was forever on in the entrance to the precinct, several things about the figure became apparent. For one, the figure was that of a small girl, no more than nine years of age. She had green eyes and fiery red hair. The clothing that she was wearing was far too small for her lithe body. It was dirty and torn. On the whole she did not look well cared for, then if she were wandering into a police station at three in the morning, her couldn't be very well cared for. Her lips were moving nonstop, repeating a mantra over and over "Somewhere safe, somewhere he won't find me, somewhere safe…."
After glancing back and forth to make sure that no one was watching her, the girl opened the front door a crack and slipped inside.
Once inside the building she stood very still, both getting used to her surroundings and checking to make sure that no one was inside, waiting for her. Once she was sure that she was indeed alone, the child walked over to the building guide and scanned the list, looking for one elite squad. She figured out where she was going, and left the lobby of the building as silently as she entered. Unwilling to use the elevator, fearing the noise it would make, the girl climbed two flights of stairs slowly, refusing to allow fatigue to take over until she knew that she was safe.
The girl walked out onto the second floor, pausing and drawing a deep breath before she tried the door labeled 'Special Victims Unit'. She had heard that these people worked late, but tonight, "Please" she thought, "tonight have them not be here." She exhaled softly as she pushed the door open.
Moonlight fell across the empty desks that filled the deserted room. The girl scanned the room quickly, listening for any noise that might hint that there was another person there. After a few moments, she was satisfied and allowed exhaustion to being to overtake her. She didn't want to just sit down on one of the chairs sitting by the door—that would be too risky. Instead, she began to peruse the items cluttering the desks closest to her, looking for some item that would give her an indication that the occupant of that desk would be sympathetic to her plight. She knew that really anyone here would be, but she wanted to find that one person who would really be able to sympathize with her. She was tempted by the desk cluttered with photographs of children—three girls and two boys, all varying in age. She almost stopped there. But then she thought about it, this person already had their own children to worry about. So, she moved on to the desk across from this one. There were almost no pictures at all, only one, of a large group of people, all laughing and smiling. The rest of the desk was neat and organized—completely opposite from the desk across from it. This desk felt safe. The child pulled the chair out and slid into the space under the desk. She pulled the chair back in, so there was no sign of her in the room. She curled up and fell asleep, dead to the world, all the while thinking 'now I'm safe, now I'm safe'.
A/N: So, let me know if you like it. I've never written this type of story before. I don't plan on having it be a really long fic, maybe 3-5 chapters.
