"Becky"

Rebecca never wanted to come to work, but she had Casey Novak's paperwork to do before she became the ADA personal slave. She heard Fin say her name, but she ignored him. She wasn't good enough to be his partner either.

"Come on Becky, don't ignore me now" Fin said in a worried tone as he sat down at his desk.

"I might as well, because you probably hate me too."

"I don't hate you. You might have made Elliot mad, but I still don't hate you. Hell, I don't like him that much anyways."

"You don't?" Rebecca asked as she looked up at Fin.

"We rarely get along" Fin explained "So when he said that you got him angry, I wanted to laugh."

"Well I'm glad someone did..."

"Hey, you've only been here for three or four weeks. Don't give up now."

"I'm about to" Rebecca said "Everyone here but you and Munch hate me, and Casey is going to kick my ass if I don't get her paperwork done."

"Casey may look like a threat, but one of these days you'll see her soft side."

"I think you're going to see me be her personal slave instead."

"Did she say that?" Fin asked.

"You have her visit you at your apartment when you're on the treadmill" Rebecca said as she started to have a smile on her face "It wasn't a pretty sight to see."

"I wouldn't think it would be" Fin said as he gave Rebecca a cup of coffee "Here, I think you need it."

"I'm fine, thanks."

"Becky, it's Munch's famous coffee."

"What's so famous about it?" Rebecca asked

"It really does taste like dirt..."

"Hey! I heard that!"

John Munch walked to their desks and stood in between the desks.

"I'm glad you can still hear at your age..."

"Ha Ha, very funny my friend" Munch said sarcastically. "How are you? I know you haven't been having good times here."

"It's great" Rebecca said cynically "I wish I didn't work here every day."

"Look at that, Munch. It looks like Becky's picking up on your sarcasm."

"I might as well, because nothing is going to get better here. I might as well go back to Maine where I belong."

"Don't be too harsh on yourself" Munch said "Things will get better; it just takes time to adjust to this job."

"That's why it's called Special Victims Unit, because this unit is special."

"I don't think that's what SVU means" Munch said "But I guess your partner has a point, Becky. Just give this place time; you'll get used to it."

"I'll try, but thanks for trying to be optimistic."

Rebecca was out for an hour trying to find the DA offices. When she was finally there, Rebecca was out of breath. She felt like fainting, but she told herself to get over it. She started walking up the stairs to Casey Novak's office with the completed paper work.

Before she went to knock on Casey's door, she couldn't help but look in to see what her office looked like. It did have some personality, and Rebecca couldn't help but wonder if Casey sincerely hated her or if she was giving Rebecca a challenge. She knocked on the door and heard Casey say "Come in." She opened the door and saw Casey looking at her from her desk.

"I have the completed paperwork, your majesty" Rebecca joked as she shut the door.

"I'm glad that you finally finished it."

"This is a nice office"

"I'm glad to hear that" Casey said "Would you like some coffee?"

"No thanks" Rebecca said

"Are you sure? It's not as bad as Munch's so-called coffee."

"I'm fine, but thank you for offering."

Rebecca turned around and was about to open the door and leave.

"You know, I didn't mean to be such a bitch to you."

Rebecca turned around to look at Casey. It looked like the ADA had a sincere look on her, but she wasn't sure.

"Don't worry about it. I'm used to it."

With her statement, Rebecca opened the door and left Casey's office. Casey couldn't help but wonder why Rebecca was so quiet and didn't want to be close to anyone. Sure, Rebecca had Fin and Munch, but it wasn't enough to get by in that squad. Casey sighed as she looked back down and started writing.

The next evening, Rebecca became optimistic about her job at SVU. Rebecca and Fin were interrogating a suspect on Sally's rape, and she got the information right out him. The squad decided that she did good work with being tough on suspects, and that it was her special talent. Don't put her near the victims, but Rebecca definitely worked well with Fin on interrogating.

She was home, and she was proud about the work she did. But Rebecca missed home, and she still didn't feel good enough for SVU. She just wanted to disappear back to Maine.

Rebecca did her daily routine of weighing herself, and this time she was furious. She made have lost five pounds, but that wasn't good enough. She shoved the scale back in the closet, put on her exercise clothes and went on the treadmill. She started running and when her body was about to give up, she could only run more. However, she could only do so much with her body. She flew off the treadmill and her body slammed into the wall.