Summary: Captain Donald Cragen's wife was killed in a plane crash, but
what that's not all he really lost? Donald Cragen will get the surprise of
his life; after five years he'll finally get a chance to rebuild a broken
relationship with his estranged daughter, when she is put into the SVU
squad. But it's been five years since they last spoke...can the relationship
between the two be renewed? And what exactly happened five years ago? And
why does she enjoy driving Munch crazy so much?!
Author Note: Ok, first fanfic for SVU, and I've had this idea for the last few weeks, and my roommate talked me into making it a fanfiction.
Disclaimer: I do not own Law & Order SVU, nor do I own the characters. Thank you and enjoy.
"Munch, Tutoula? What the hell are you two doing?" Captain Cragen walked out of his office just in time to see John Munch and Fin Tutoula throwing around a blue and yellow nerf football over their desks to each other. The sound of his voice startled Fin because he all but dropped the football into his coffee, but caught it before it made splash down. "The both of you know there are a few dozen cases you could be looking at right now INSTEAD of playing around with that." Donald Cragen walked back into his office, slamming his door as he went.
"Well, someone is in a foul mood this afternoon..." Munch whispered as he leaned back into his chair and picking up a loose file that had been on his desk all morning.
"Don't act so surprised..." Fin whispered back. "He's been on the phone all morning."
"Any idea why or with who?"
"Probably with his boss." Elliot Stabler joined the conversation as he folded up his news paper with the headline 'Serial Killer on the loose.' "You know how he gets when he's talking to the big guy."
Munch nodded while pursing his lips as he rummaged through the folder. "I hope that he realize that these 'dozen' cases have no real leads. We'll be lucky if we actually close them!"
"Don't tell him that." Olivia added as she got up and filled her coffee cup. "It's been two days, you'd figure that someone would have been raped or assaulted..."
"That's such a positive outlook on life, Olivia!" Fin stated a matter of factly.
"Yeah, maybe you should change your job to be a motivational speaker." Elliot could barely control his laughter when Olivia walked past him and gently hit him in the back of his head.
Meanwhile behind the closed office door, Captain Donald Cragen sat at his desk in deep thought. Casually he leaned back into his chair and pulled open one of the drawers in his desk and pulled out a picture frame. He ran his fingers over the picture with his nimble fingers. They slide over the glass quietly. Donald was brought back to Earth quickly when he heard his phone ring beside him. "Special Victims Unit, Cragen...yeah I thought about it...You're positive that he's also tied to these series of rapes?...No it doesn't bother me...It's been over five years, I can handle this...We'll be over." He dropped he phone back into the cradle and put the frame and photo back into his drawer closing it carefully. When he got up he walked over to the door and opened it to find his crew laughing and joking.
"Ok everyone, we've just been called in by narcotics and homicide." His voice bellowed in seriousness.
"Since when have narcotics and homicide been working together?" Fin asked, his voice full of surprise.
"Seems this serial murder, is also a serial drug dealer, and might be the serial rapist we've been looking for."
"But none of the women that were raped were killed." Olivia stated.
"Seems this guy has been playing us all for fools...get your coats we're all going down."
REVIEW PLEASE!
xoxo
Author Note: Ok, first fanfic for SVU, and I've had this idea for the last few weeks, and my roommate talked me into making it a fanfiction.
Disclaimer: I do not own Law & Order SVU, nor do I own the characters. Thank you and enjoy.
"Munch, Tutoula? What the hell are you two doing?" Captain Cragen walked out of his office just in time to see John Munch and Fin Tutoula throwing around a blue and yellow nerf football over their desks to each other. The sound of his voice startled Fin because he all but dropped the football into his coffee, but caught it before it made splash down. "The both of you know there are a few dozen cases you could be looking at right now INSTEAD of playing around with that." Donald Cragen walked back into his office, slamming his door as he went.
"Well, someone is in a foul mood this afternoon..." Munch whispered as he leaned back into his chair and picking up a loose file that had been on his desk all morning.
"Don't act so surprised..." Fin whispered back. "He's been on the phone all morning."
"Any idea why or with who?"
"Probably with his boss." Elliot Stabler joined the conversation as he folded up his news paper with the headline 'Serial Killer on the loose.' "You know how he gets when he's talking to the big guy."
Munch nodded while pursing his lips as he rummaged through the folder. "I hope that he realize that these 'dozen' cases have no real leads. We'll be lucky if we actually close them!"
"Don't tell him that." Olivia added as she got up and filled her coffee cup. "It's been two days, you'd figure that someone would have been raped or assaulted..."
"That's such a positive outlook on life, Olivia!" Fin stated a matter of factly.
"Yeah, maybe you should change your job to be a motivational speaker." Elliot could barely control his laughter when Olivia walked past him and gently hit him in the back of his head.
Meanwhile behind the closed office door, Captain Donald Cragen sat at his desk in deep thought. Casually he leaned back into his chair and pulled open one of the drawers in his desk and pulled out a picture frame. He ran his fingers over the picture with his nimble fingers. They slide over the glass quietly. Donald was brought back to Earth quickly when he heard his phone ring beside him. "Special Victims Unit, Cragen...yeah I thought about it...You're positive that he's also tied to these series of rapes?...No it doesn't bother me...It's been over five years, I can handle this...We'll be over." He dropped he phone back into the cradle and put the frame and photo back into his drawer closing it carefully. When he got up he walked over to the door and opened it to find his crew laughing and joking.
"Ok everyone, we've just been called in by narcotics and homicide." His voice bellowed in seriousness.
"Since when have narcotics and homicide been working together?" Fin asked, his voice full of surprise.
"Seems this serial murder, is also a serial drug dealer, and might be the serial rapist we've been looking for."
"But none of the women that were raped were killed." Olivia stated.
"Seems this guy has been playing us all for fools...get your coats we're all going down."
REVIEW PLEASE!
xoxo
