Disclaimer - Maria Frank is my creation. All others belong to Law and Order: SVU.

"What did you mean, 'all our sins will be justified'?" John asked later that night over drinks at her place. After she had left and the suspect was arrested, she went back to working on her files and finished her paperwork on the case.

"You've heard the song, right?" He nodded and she continued. "That song has...always reminded me of you and I. It's basically us working and keeping our relationship a secret. The sins being justified is literally, in my translation, everything I have done wrong with everything in my life will be turned right." She drank down her alcohol and motioned for him to pour her another drink, refilling his halfway. "What that man had done - paying a man to hit the car you were driving and planning for him to hit the side of the car you were on - will not be justified." Her voice broke in emotion and her chin began to tremble. "You would have been seriously injured or killed if it had gone through as planned."

"I know," Munch whispered as it dawned on him. He didn't really understand it earlier in the day, but he was too busy watching her work like a well oiled machine to fully understand what could have been his fate. "But that didn't happen and I'm still here with you, Mar."

She nodded and drank down her second drink in one swallow. "Give me another, 'kay?" He didn't put up the bottle and she glanced up at him. "John, I'm trying to get good and drunk so we can get down to business and I have numerous climaxes for later."

"Do you think that's really wise? Getting drunk and then having sex?" He asked softly, watching her trying to drown her sorrows.

Her shoulders slumped forward and she stared up at him with sad eyes. "Probably not, but I want to forget the image in my head of you on Warner's table." She chuckled in disbelief for herself. "I just...I have done so many stupid things that I believed were justifiable. I was on the streets after escaping to Boston and got high as a kite with drugs to forget my woes. I thought that was right since my mother murdered my father in a fit of rage and she did what she thought was right. Course, she killed herself right after, so that left me stuck in a rut."

Picking up the bottle, John held up two fingers an inch apart to show he was only going to give her that much. She nodded and accepted her filled glass from him. "I've done a lot of shit in my life too, Mar. I thought they were the right things, just like you did."

Drinking the liquid down, she placed her glass on the counter top and John reached for a bottle of water for her to drink down, while he continued with his own drink. "Guess sex is out of the question tonight?"

"Of course not. I just want you to drink water so you can sober up a little faster as the night goes on. I'm feeling up for something a little more rougher then the usual tender love we do." He softly said, leaned against the counter with his face inches from her's. "How 'bout it?"

Taking a generous sip from the bottle, Maria raised her eyebrows at his offer and giggled. "Sounds like a plan, babe. Let's go test out your new cracked back."

Jumping from her seat, she took a hold of his tie and headed in the direction of the bedroom.

End!