07/31/2012
A/N: Oh My goodness, I bet you thought I forgot about you guys! Life sort of just caught up with me, and now it slowed down a little. Hope you enjoy this chap, sorry it's been so long! Also, if anyone knows the song lyrics that I put in there, I'll write a one-shot of their choice
Olivia Benson's Apartment
Friday, May 11, 2012 1:12 PM
Cragen let us come home after the never-ending goose hunt threw us an empty apartment. I don't know what to think about David showing up at my apartment earlier, I just have to push it to the back of my mind. I've gotten very good at compartmentalizing, you have to be good at it to be in this job. I'm almost positive that Emily's father raped her. Damn, I need to get out of this job. It's starting to become normal to me. This shit isn't normal, it's the stuff that nobody else can handle. I chuckle to myself, as I realize I could never leave this job. I'm too invested in it. I have too much of a personal connection. Every time I listen to a rape victim tell me their horrific story, I think of my mother, and sometimes, I think of how close I came to being raped. I shudder at the thought.
My train of thought goes back to David. Seeing him at the stationhouse brought me back to when we were dating and would sneak glances at each other. It reminded me of all the times I had to resist the urge to plant a passionate kiss on those succulent lips of his. Reminded me of the first kiss we had, how it surprised me, and then when I let it happen, it was the best dang kiss I've ever had. Except for that long one after that. I think about the weekend we spent together, the many times I snuck out of the apartment, knowing that if I woke him up, I would never leave. Maybe I should call him, tell him I'm home, see if he wants to stop by. Before I can change my mind, my fingers quickly tap his name on my iPhone.
"Olivia?" My heart jumps just a little at the sound of his velvet voice.
"Yeah, It's me. I'm home until we catch a lead, do you want to come over?"
"Yes! Yeah, I'll be there in like twenty minutes. Want me to bring Chinese?"
"Sure."
"Spicy Kung Pao Chicken?"
"Yeah." I say, surprised that he remembers my favorite.
He hangs up before I can even move my phone from my ear.
23 Minutes Later
I'm up off my couch the second my buzzer goes off.
"Who is it?" I ask, already knowing the answer.
"It's me and your chinese food. Let us up!" I hear David's voice say. I buzz him in, checking my hair and makeup one more time in the mirror. Why did I do that? It's not like we're dating or anything. Before I can overthink myself, there's a knock on my door. I peep through the peep-hole one last time and seeing that it's David, I open my door.
"Thanks for bringing food. I'm starving." I say as I grab a fork for David (He never was good with chopsticks), hand it to him, and then sit down. David rifles through the bag.
"Spicy Chicken for the lady, and whatever beef concoction this is for me." He says, putting a box in front of me. I grab some chopsticks and dig in.
"Mmm, this smells good." I take a bite. "Tastes good too."
"So, where were we?"
"I dunno." I reply sheepishly, hoping he will do most of the talking for me.
"If I remember correctly, I was trying to convince you to take me back."
"Yeah, that sounds about right." I put my chopsticks down, having a feeling that I will be eating cold chinese.
"Don't you miss me, Liv? Don't you miss us?"
"Yes. But that's not the issue. How am I supposed to believe that you're not going to hurt me again?"
"As soon as you deem it an acceptable amount of time, I would like to disclose our relationship to both the DA's office and Cragen. That way, neither of us will have to worry about work getting in the way. I miss you, Olivia, and my life has been so awful without you. When we were dating before, I told you that I wasn't going anywhere. But I did. And I am so sorry for that! I'm begging you," By this point he's moved next to me on the couch and grabbed my hand. "Please, take me back."
"Just shut up and kiss me you idiot." I tell him, and he does. As our lips connect, there's that spark that I've been missing. Just as our tongues begin the battle that I've missed so much, my phone rings. I groan, but dutifully answer it.
"This better be good."
"Liv, you've gotta get to the station, pronto." Nick tells me.
"What's going on?"
"Emily's gone missing."
16th Precinct: Special Victims Unit
Friday, May 11th, 2:24 PM
"Do we have any idea where Richard Jones could be hiding out?" I ask Nick as soon as I arrive at the station.
"Nope. Emily's mother is here, and she's only going to talk to you. We need her statement." I walk around to find Emily's mother, finally spotting her in Cragen's office.
"Hello Miss Friesen, can you come with me? We should go somewhere more private." I ask her.
"Why are you talking to me, you should be looking for Emily!" She harshly tells me.
"We need to piece together the last thing she did before she went missing, otherwise, we don't know where to look." I calmly explain. It works, and she follows me into the lounge. We sit down, and I ask, "So start at the beginning. What happened when you woke up this morning?" I grab a notepad to jot it all down.
"I took Emily to the therapist you recommended for her first appointment. We got there, and I dropped her off. I went to the dry cleaners, then to get my nails done. I picked Em up from the therapist, and she was very upset." Miss Friesen begins to sob, but pulls herself together so she can continue. "So I suggested we go to the zoo, because Emily loves elephants and they always make her feel better. We got there, and we both had to use the restroom. There was no one else in there, and she went in the stall right next to mine. I heard a flush, and saw her little feet leave the stall. I heard the sink turn on, and then I flushed and went out of my stall. She was gone." She continues to sob, "And the water was still running." She barely manages to squeak out.
TO BE CONTINUED…
