Disclamer: They're mine all mine! person comes over and whispers in my ear Wait, they're not! Why! NOOOOOOOO!
3rd person POV
Kimberly Johnson walked into the Manhattan Special Victims Unit with a box on her hip, a cup of vanilla cappicino in her hand and a stomach full of butterflies. 'This is so much better than horse patrol. The Mounted patrol was getting boring.' she thought. A man with short brown hair, a blue shirt and tie walked up to her and asked if he could help her.
"Yeah, could you tell me where Don Cragen's office is?" she asked.
"Sure it's right through that door," He replied indicating a door at the back of the squad room. "By the way, I'm Brian Cassidy." (A/N: Yes, Brian is in this story, so is Monique Jefferies. Fin will be in here later.) He held out a hand for her to shake.
"Kimberly Johnson, nice to meet you." She shook his hand and walked into Cragen's office.
Brian's POV
'Munch made coffee again, damn it!' I set the coffee pot down and turned. Standing in the door way was one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Her extremely long black hair was pulled into a ponytail. She didn't have pounds of make-up on, just a bit of eyeliner, a neutral shade of eye shadow, and what looked like a little blush. She had a light pink ¾ sleeve shirt on with black dress pants. She looked like she glowed.
"Can I help you?" I asked. She looked kind of nervous.
"Yeah, can you tell me where Don Cragen's office is?" she asked.
'Anything for you.'
"Sure, it's right through that door," I said, indicating Cap's door at the back of the squad room. "By the way, I'm Brian Cassidy." I introduced myself and held out a hand.
"Kimberly Johnson, nice to meet you." She said as she shook my hand and walked into Cragen's office, drawing the looks of many other males in the precinct.
A/N: So, this is my first Fanfic, I hope you like it.
Brittni