Rosalind
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To borrow a phrase: NYPD Blue no mine......no money, no sue, please? AN: This is more like a collection of scenes from various "episodes" that make up the part of the story that's important to me. So imagine them stuck in various places in various episodes that are "really" about other things. This takes place during the school year, but kinda skips the summer. Whatever. Hope you enjoy!
"Mrs. Gershwin, this is Dr. Grace O'Malley" John introduced the two women. Grace gave her that winning smile of hers and nodded politely.
"Come in" Mrs. Gershwin stepped away from the door and they stepped in. They were in a large hallway. To their right they could see Phillip sitting on the couch, watching some cartoon on the TV.
"Is there any chance his father can be here?" Grace asked as Mrs. Gershwin closed the front door.
"He's on his way" she answered, "He should be here in about ten minutes"
"Is there another room we could wait in until he gets here?" Grace had the perfect amount of condolence, concern, and proffesionalism in her voice. John expected she was very good at what she did.
"Yes, of course" Mrs. Gershwin said and showed them to a second sitting room on the left side of the house.
"Can I get you something to drink, Detectives, Doctor?" she asked politely.
"Nah, I'm fine" John said, Andy shook his head.
"I'd love a glass of water, if it's not too much trouble" Grace responded. Andy gave her a sharp look.
"Of course, I'll be right back" Mrs. Gershwin smiled hesitantly and hurried out of the room toward the back of the house.
"You in the habit of accepting refreshments from your paitents?" Andy asked causticlly.
"If they ask" Grace responded....gracefully.....and took a seat on the white, patent leather couch, "It helps people to calm down if they can do something normal, or routine, like getting a guest something to drink. My job is to make people comfortable so they can work through problems"
"And our job is to find the truth, the fastest way possible" Andy replied. Mrs. Gershwin came back in with Grace's glass of water so Grace stood up and accepted it.
"Thank you so much, Mrs. Gershwin" she smiled warmly.
"Uh, what should I do?" the nervous woman asked.
"Go sit with Phillip. Let him cuddle with you if he wants, but if he doesn't don't reach for him, just sit next to him. He just needs to know you're there for him right now" Grace answered immediately and Mrs. Gershwin went off to perform her task.
"Believe me, Detective Sipowitz, ten minutes now will make your job go much quicker, if the only information your going to get is from Phillip in there" Grace said firmly, downing half of her water and taking a seat again. Mrs. Gershwin was pretty acurate and they were joining she, Mr. Gershwin and Phillip in the living room not too long afterwards. Mr. Gershwin was a large man, broad shouldered and well muscled under his nicely tailored blue suit. He didn't seem abrasive or defensive though, just concerned about his boy.
"Hey, Phil" he said as he walked into the room. Phillip looked up from the TV but didn't move or make a sound.
"Uh, Phil, this is Dr. Grace" his father continued as Grace had instructed him, "She wants to talk to you okay?" Still Phillip didn't make a sound. Grace just smiled reassuringly at his parents and took a light seat on the coffee table in front of the boy's seat.
"Phillip, can you please look at me?" she asked softly. John didn't think even he could resist that request. Phillip tore his eyes away from the TV and looked directly at her.
"Hi" she smiled, "Listen, I know something really scary happened today, and I know you don't want to talk right now, but how about we make a deal? If I ask you yes and no questions, you don't have to talk at all, all you have to do is shake your head no, or nod your head yes. Can you do that?" Phillip looked at her, but didn't respond. He glanced up at John and Andy standing behind his father and the looked back at her.
"John" she beckoned him over so he went and crouched next to her.
"This is my friend Policeman John" she told Phillip, putting an arm around John's shoulder. He took a second to ignore the feeling so he could focus on what he was doing.
"Hey, Phillip" he tried to smile in the same way that Grace was, reassuringly.
"His job is to protect everybody who lives around here. He's very sorry that he couldn't protect Ms. Gorthrop today, but now he needs your help to find the bad person that hurt her" Grace continued talking slowly and calmly to Phillip.
"Do you think you can help us, Phillip?" John asked. Grace looked at him as if to say "that's right". Phillip took a second, but finally nodded.
"Do you want to talk or do you just want to use your head?" Grace asked. Phillip didn't say anything.
"Okay" Grace sighed, "Did you see what happened in the bathroom today, Phillip?" He nodded.
"Did you see the badperson?" John asked. He nodded again.
"Was it a girl?" Grace questioned. Phillip shook his head.
"So it was a boy?" Nod.
"Did you ever see him before?" John asked. Nod. Nod? He had seen the man before?
"Do you know who it was?" Phillip didn't respond. He looked up at his parents who were standing behind the couch. Grace sighed. She took both of her hands around both of his, startling the boy into looking back at her.
"Phillip, I know that you're scared. You're afraid that the bad man might find you and hurt you too" He nodded, "Well that's NOT going to happen. You're Mom and Dad are here to protect you, and Policeman John is here to protect you and so are all of his police man friends, like Detective Sipowitz over there, okay? And I'm going to help you to, so nothing bad is going to happen to you. You just need to tell us if you know who the bad man was" Phillip looked at her, fear still shining out of his eyes.
"Come on, Phil" his dad encouraged from behind him. Phillip started to nod, then shook his head.
"Okay, you think you might know who he is. Is he man from school?" Grace asked. Shake.
"But you saw him at school before?" Nod.
"Did you see him talking to Ms. Gorthrop before?" Nod.
"Was the man's name Boo Mitchum?" John asked. Phillip shrugged.
"Do you think you could look at some pictures, and tell us if you recognize him, if you see the picture?" John asked. Nod.
"Okay. That's good enough" Grace said. John was pretty sure he had some more questions for the boy but he look Grace gave him told him to back off.
"You've helped a lot, okay Phillip? We can find the bad man now" she told him. His parents led them to the door. Grace gave them her card.
"Thanks. We'll let you know what happens" Andy told them.
"What do you think, Grace?" John asked as he walked her to her car.
"Hard to tell. He definately recognized the name Boo, but he might've just heard the teacher say it when she was talking to the man, so he wasn't sure." she answered, "I'm probably going to be handling his counciling so I'll let you know if we come up with something else"
"Thanks" he replied, "I'll, uh, I'll let you know what we come up with" He started to walk away to the car where Andy was waiting for him.
"John!" she called and he turned back, "Are you going to need him to testify?" John shrugged.
"Don't know. Maybe" he replied. She nodded slowly and then smiled.
"Kay. Call me if you need anything else" she said and closed her car door.
To borrow a phrase: NYPD Blue no mine......no money, no sue, please? AN: This is more like a collection of scenes from various "episodes" that make up the part of the story that's important to me. So imagine them stuck in various places in various episodes that are "really" about other things. This takes place during the school year, but kinda skips the summer. Whatever. Hope you enjoy!
"Mrs. Gershwin, this is Dr. Grace O'Malley" John introduced the two women. Grace gave her that winning smile of hers and nodded politely.
"Come in" Mrs. Gershwin stepped away from the door and they stepped in. They were in a large hallway. To their right they could see Phillip sitting on the couch, watching some cartoon on the TV.
"Is there any chance his father can be here?" Grace asked as Mrs. Gershwin closed the front door.
"He's on his way" she answered, "He should be here in about ten minutes"
"Is there another room we could wait in until he gets here?" Grace had the perfect amount of condolence, concern, and proffesionalism in her voice. John expected she was very good at what she did.
"Yes, of course" Mrs. Gershwin said and showed them to a second sitting room on the left side of the house.
"Can I get you something to drink, Detectives, Doctor?" she asked politely.
"Nah, I'm fine" John said, Andy shook his head.
"I'd love a glass of water, if it's not too much trouble" Grace responded. Andy gave her a sharp look.
"Of course, I'll be right back" Mrs. Gershwin smiled hesitantly and hurried out of the room toward the back of the house.
"You in the habit of accepting refreshments from your paitents?" Andy asked causticlly.
"If they ask" Grace responded....gracefully.....and took a seat on the white, patent leather couch, "It helps people to calm down if they can do something normal, or routine, like getting a guest something to drink. My job is to make people comfortable so they can work through problems"
"And our job is to find the truth, the fastest way possible" Andy replied. Mrs. Gershwin came back in with Grace's glass of water so Grace stood up and accepted it.
"Thank you so much, Mrs. Gershwin" she smiled warmly.
"Uh, what should I do?" the nervous woman asked.
"Go sit with Phillip. Let him cuddle with you if he wants, but if he doesn't don't reach for him, just sit next to him. He just needs to know you're there for him right now" Grace answered immediately and Mrs. Gershwin went off to perform her task.
"Believe me, Detective Sipowitz, ten minutes now will make your job go much quicker, if the only information your going to get is from Phillip in there" Grace said firmly, downing half of her water and taking a seat again. Mrs. Gershwin was pretty acurate and they were joining she, Mr. Gershwin and Phillip in the living room not too long afterwards. Mr. Gershwin was a large man, broad shouldered and well muscled under his nicely tailored blue suit. He didn't seem abrasive or defensive though, just concerned about his boy.
"Hey, Phil" he said as he walked into the room. Phillip looked up from the TV but didn't move or make a sound.
"Uh, Phil, this is Dr. Grace" his father continued as Grace had instructed him, "She wants to talk to you okay?" Still Phillip didn't make a sound. Grace just smiled reassuringly at his parents and took a light seat on the coffee table in front of the boy's seat.
"Phillip, can you please look at me?" she asked softly. John didn't think even he could resist that request. Phillip tore his eyes away from the TV and looked directly at her.
"Hi" she smiled, "Listen, I know something really scary happened today, and I know you don't want to talk right now, but how about we make a deal? If I ask you yes and no questions, you don't have to talk at all, all you have to do is shake your head no, or nod your head yes. Can you do that?" Phillip looked at her, but didn't respond. He glanced up at John and Andy standing behind his father and the looked back at her.
"John" she beckoned him over so he went and crouched next to her.
"This is my friend Policeman John" she told Phillip, putting an arm around John's shoulder. He took a second to ignore the feeling so he could focus on what he was doing.
"Hey, Phillip" he tried to smile in the same way that Grace was, reassuringly.
"His job is to protect everybody who lives around here. He's very sorry that he couldn't protect Ms. Gorthrop today, but now he needs your help to find the bad person that hurt her" Grace continued talking slowly and calmly to Phillip.
"Do you think you can help us, Phillip?" John asked. Grace looked at him as if to say "that's right". Phillip took a second, but finally nodded.
"Do you want to talk or do you just want to use your head?" Grace asked. Phillip didn't say anything.
"Okay" Grace sighed, "Did you see what happened in the bathroom today, Phillip?" He nodded.
"Did you see the badperson?" John asked. He nodded again.
"Was it a girl?" Grace questioned. Phillip shook his head.
"So it was a boy?" Nod.
"Did you ever see him before?" John asked. Nod. Nod? He had seen the man before?
"Do you know who it was?" Phillip didn't respond. He looked up at his parents who were standing behind the couch. Grace sighed. She took both of her hands around both of his, startling the boy into looking back at her.
"Phillip, I know that you're scared. You're afraid that the bad man might find you and hurt you too" He nodded, "Well that's NOT going to happen. You're Mom and Dad are here to protect you, and Policeman John is here to protect you and so are all of his police man friends, like Detective Sipowitz over there, okay? And I'm going to help you to, so nothing bad is going to happen to you. You just need to tell us if you know who the bad man was" Phillip looked at her, fear still shining out of his eyes.
"Come on, Phil" his dad encouraged from behind him. Phillip started to nod, then shook his head.
"Okay, you think you might know who he is. Is he man from school?" Grace asked. Shake.
"But you saw him at school before?" Nod.
"Did you see him talking to Ms. Gorthrop before?" Nod.
"Was the man's name Boo Mitchum?" John asked. Phillip shrugged.
"Do you think you could look at some pictures, and tell us if you recognize him, if you see the picture?" John asked. Nod.
"Okay. That's good enough" Grace said. John was pretty sure he had some more questions for the boy but he look Grace gave him told him to back off.
"You've helped a lot, okay Phillip? We can find the bad man now" she told him. His parents led them to the door. Grace gave them her card.
"Thanks. We'll let you know what happens" Andy told them.
"What do you think, Grace?" John asked as he walked her to her car.
"Hard to tell. He definately recognized the name Boo, but he might've just heard the teacher say it when she was talking to the man, so he wasn't sure." she answered, "I'm probably going to be handling his counciling so I'll let you know if we come up with something else"
"Thanks" he replied, "I'll, uh, I'll let you know what we come up with" He started to walk away to the car where Andy was waiting for him.
"John!" she called and he turned back, "Are you going to need him to testify?" John shrugged.
"Don't know. Maybe" he replied. She nodded slowly and then smiled.
"Kay. Call me if you need anything else" she said and closed her car door.