Author Note: I'm listening to the unabridged version of Richard Belzer's
book "UFOs, JKF, and Elvis. Conspiracies You Don't have to Be Crazy to
Believe". It's so FUNNY! Either read the book or by the book on tape!
Anyways, I'm so glad that people like this story so far! I thought my roommate was CRAZY when she said that I should write my idea down! So here is your new chapter! ^^
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"What do you mean...to save my job?!" Alyssa had been driven back to the station house and was standing in her bosses office along with three of her peers. They stood on the sides watching her as her face drained of all color.
"Look, we think that you might be a danger to this unit." He took in a deep breath. "You need some discipline in your life!"
"I am disciplined! I graduated with top marks from the academy! You can't tell me I'm unfit for this job!"
The man leaned forward so his elbows leaned on his oak desk. "I know your not unfit for this job. But you can't keep running off every time you don't get the perp the first time!" He raised his voice. "You should be thankful that I'm not just FIRING YOU!" He caught his next words and calmed himself. "Once you get some discipline in you, then I'll allow you back on narcotics..."
"What am I going to do until then?" She put her hands on her hips in determination.
"You have two choices. You can go back and do academy training...or you can transfer."
"To where? I've already been transferred from homicide...twice." Deep down she knew what squad he was going to suggest.
"Sex Crimes..."
"SVU! You have got to be kidding me!" She lifted her hands up in the air. This was just as much as she could take.
"It's that, or loose your job to someone else!! Look I know your father is the boss over on Sex Crimes. But that is the most disciplined group out there, you could learn a lot."
"Fine." She cut him off at any other sentence he could say.
He raised his eyebrow and then nodded in agreement. "George, can you call over to Sex Crimes, have them send over one of their guys over here." One of her peers left the room. "We'll keep you informed on Adam's condition, but it doesn't look good."
"What about this case...I still want to be on it."
He grabbed a pen from a coffee cup that read NYPD on it and pulled out a form from her file. "I'm writing down here that if anything comes up about Eric Darice, that you be the first one of the force to know."
"Thank you."
He nodded in acknowledgement. "You should go clean out your desk. I'll try to keep an empty spot for you here, but if not, don't blow it in Sex Crimes."
She nodded and turned around. "Yes sir." After she left his office she walked over to her desk and pulled out the box that she left underneath her desk and placed it on her desk. She picked up picture frames of random people, friends, and even one of her mother and father and placed them into the box. She threw the random papers into files and placed them inside as well. She didn't keep anything in the drawers, there was no point she thought. "Don't get to comfortable..." Alyssa looked up to see George leaning against his desk. "You call me at any time if you need me, Ally." George smiled at her before turning back to his seat and sitting in it. "Captain Cragen is sending over a Detective Munch, he should be here soon." "Why send someone to come get me...it's not that far of a walk." Then the answer dawned on her. "Nevermind, I know the answer." A few more minutes past and Alyssa and George played a game of trivia with the random facts about local drug lords. There were quite a few. Finally a tall man wearing a dark suit and tie with dark oval glasses walked through the double doors. "I'm here for Alyssa Cragen." He said looking straight at her. Alyssa stood up and grabbed her box. "It's Detective Cragen." She walked over to John and looked him up and down. "Ah, I remember you...Munch." "That's Detective Munch." John raised his eyebrows over his dark sun glasses.
"Funny..."
"I try." John turned around and started walking away. "Not unless I have to sign you out like some cop day-care, then let's go."
Alyssa caught up to him on the street as they started walking down the block. "I'll have you know, I'm 28 years old!"
"That's great. Young blood." John was honestly not interested in hearing her talk.
"So what are you? One of Donald's lackeys?" Her grip on her box tightened as they turned the corner. She could see the station house up ahead.
"No, Donald doesn't have lackey's." John mused, giving into a small smile. "He has detectives, and then he has a snot-nosed ungrateful daughter..."
This comment caused Alyssa to speed up her walking quickly. "You have no idea..." She whispered just loud enough for the sarcastic detective to hear her. Then she spoke up a little louder. "Let me guess, he hasn't as much mentioned me until today, right?"
"No, but I can see why." Before she could quip back to him John walked up some front steps and opened the door. "Here we are, home sweet home." Alyssa walked past him without another word. She navigated through the sea of people until she came upon a door that said "Special Victims Unit". She stopped short of the door, trying to catch her breath that she had not realized that she lost. She watched as John walked past her and opened the door. He looked back at her, "Cragen wants to talk to you when you finally decide to show up."
When John walked into the room he took his seat in his chair and rolled it up to his desk.
"Did you get her?" Olivia asked looking at him like he had just shot a cat.
"Yeah, but I don't think she's coming in here."
Not even a few seconds after John made his statement the doors opened again and Alyssa walked in, glaring at John. "You thought wrong..." He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "I have good hearing..." As she walked past him towards the office that she assumed was her father's office. "Jack-ass." She knocked on the door loudly, her sleeve rolled up her arm, exposing a bracelet of primary color beads. It looked like something a child would make. Everyone heard Donald say "Come!" And she walked into the room and closed the door.
Olivia and John looked at each other. "We have to work with her?" She asked.
"Yeah, you'd think that she would change out of that shirt though...blood isn't good for morale."
"Since when has anything in this job been good for morale?" Fin added taking his seat across from John. "Is Elliot in there?"
"Yeah, Cragen thought that he'd make a good mediator." Olivia offered.
"You think he'll need to be the mediator?" Fin asked.
"Yeah." John and Olivia said at the same time.
In Donald's office, Alyssa stood with her back to the door, staring at Elliot who was sitting in one of the chairs on the other side of Donald's desk. "Hello Alyssa. This is Elliot Stabler. Have a seat." Alyssa placed her box by the door and walked slowly over to the other chair. As she sat down she grabbed the sides of her jacket and wrapped it a little tighter around her. "Your transfer won't be complete until tomorrow morning, so we're just going to set you up now, and tomorrow you'll start." Alyssa noticed that he had a copy of her file.
"How'd you get that?" She asked.
Donald looked up at her and sighed. "Your boss just faxed it over. Do you have any questions, Alyssa?"
"Yeah." She turned her attention to Elliot, "Who's my new partner?"
Cragen looked at Elliot and nodded, then he looked back to his daughter. "I'm setting you up with Munch and Tutoula."
"Yay..." Her sarcasm dripped from her mouth like venom.
Donald ignored her comment and continued. "Elliot Stabler here will set up a desk for you, and make sure your computer is set up and you have all the files you need." He noticed his daughter's spaced out look and hastened his voice. "He is also your superior and you will treat him with respect.
"Fine, Donald."
"That's Captain Cragen!"
"Hey, hey!" Elliot interrupted. "Calm down the both of you! I don't know what exactly happened between the two of you five years ago, but now you both will have to work together."
"Yeah, and I'll deal with it." She whispered. Donald and Alyssa glared at each other harshly.
"No, you just won't deal with it. You'll live with it." Elliot retorted.
"Elliot. Why don't you go set Alyssa's desk up, and make sure both John and Fin know that starting tomorrow they'll be a trio." Elliot nodded and left the room. The room became quiet, almost too quiet. Finally Donald broke the silence. "You know, you look like your mother right now...she always gave me that look when I was doing something she wasn't happy about."
"I'll keep that in mind." Alyssa commented. She stood up from the chair and walked over to the door. She noticed her box was gone, Elliot had taken it out to her new desk, which Fin and Elliot were moving so that it was set so it looked like a square shaped Mickey Mouse.
"You know, this could be good." Donald's voice brought her back to earth, and she turned around. "Go home, I'll see you tomorrow morning at eight." She nodded and opened the door, and walked out. After the door had closed shut behind her Donald whispered to himself. "Goodnight and sweet dreams Ally-girl."
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oefangram- lol, yes the islands are VERY far apart ^^
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Anyways, I'm so glad that people like this story so far! I thought my roommate was CRAZY when she said that I should write my idea down! So here is your new chapter! ^^
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"What do you mean...to save my job?!" Alyssa had been driven back to the station house and was standing in her bosses office along with three of her peers. They stood on the sides watching her as her face drained of all color.
"Look, we think that you might be a danger to this unit." He took in a deep breath. "You need some discipline in your life!"
"I am disciplined! I graduated with top marks from the academy! You can't tell me I'm unfit for this job!"
The man leaned forward so his elbows leaned on his oak desk. "I know your not unfit for this job. But you can't keep running off every time you don't get the perp the first time!" He raised his voice. "You should be thankful that I'm not just FIRING YOU!" He caught his next words and calmed himself. "Once you get some discipline in you, then I'll allow you back on narcotics..."
"What am I going to do until then?" She put her hands on her hips in determination.
"You have two choices. You can go back and do academy training...or you can transfer."
"To where? I've already been transferred from homicide...twice." Deep down she knew what squad he was going to suggest.
"Sex Crimes..."
"SVU! You have got to be kidding me!" She lifted her hands up in the air. This was just as much as she could take.
"It's that, or loose your job to someone else!! Look I know your father is the boss over on Sex Crimes. But that is the most disciplined group out there, you could learn a lot."
"Fine." She cut him off at any other sentence he could say.
He raised his eyebrow and then nodded in agreement. "George, can you call over to Sex Crimes, have them send over one of their guys over here." One of her peers left the room. "We'll keep you informed on Adam's condition, but it doesn't look good."
"What about this case...I still want to be on it."
He grabbed a pen from a coffee cup that read NYPD on it and pulled out a form from her file. "I'm writing down here that if anything comes up about Eric Darice, that you be the first one of the force to know."
"Thank you."
He nodded in acknowledgement. "You should go clean out your desk. I'll try to keep an empty spot for you here, but if not, don't blow it in Sex Crimes."
She nodded and turned around. "Yes sir." After she left his office she walked over to her desk and pulled out the box that she left underneath her desk and placed it on her desk. She picked up picture frames of random people, friends, and even one of her mother and father and placed them into the box. She threw the random papers into files and placed them inside as well. She didn't keep anything in the drawers, there was no point she thought. "Don't get to comfortable..." Alyssa looked up to see George leaning against his desk. "You call me at any time if you need me, Ally." George smiled at her before turning back to his seat and sitting in it. "Captain Cragen is sending over a Detective Munch, he should be here soon." "Why send someone to come get me...it's not that far of a walk." Then the answer dawned on her. "Nevermind, I know the answer." A few more minutes past and Alyssa and George played a game of trivia with the random facts about local drug lords. There were quite a few. Finally a tall man wearing a dark suit and tie with dark oval glasses walked through the double doors. "I'm here for Alyssa Cragen." He said looking straight at her. Alyssa stood up and grabbed her box. "It's Detective Cragen." She walked over to John and looked him up and down. "Ah, I remember you...Munch." "That's Detective Munch." John raised his eyebrows over his dark sun glasses.
"Funny..."
"I try." John turned around and started walking away. "Not unless I have to sign you out like some cop day-care, then let's go."
Alyssa caught up to him on the street as they started walking down the block. "I'll have you know, I'm 28 years old!"
"That's great. Young blood." John was honestly not interested in hearing her talk.
"So what are you? One of Donald's lackeys?" Her grip on her box tightened as they turned the corner. She could see the station house up ahead.
"No, Donald doesn't have lackey's." John mused, giving into a small smile. "He has detectives, and then he has a snot-nosed ungrateful daughter..."
This comment caused Alyssa to speed up her walking quickly. "You have no idea..." She whispered just loud enough for the sarcastic detective to hear her. Then she spoke up a little louder. "Let me guess, he hasn't as much mentioned me until today, right?"
"No, but I can see why." Before she could quip back to him John walked up some front steps and opened the door. "Here we are, home sweet home." Alyssa walked past him without another word. She navigated through the sea of people until she came upon a door that said "Special Victims Unit". She stopped short of the door, trying to catch her breath that she had not realized that she lost. She watched as John walked past her and opened the door. He looked back at her, "Cragen wants to talk to you when you finally decide to show up."
When John walked into the room he took his seat in his chair and rolled it up to his desk.
"Did you get her?" Olivia asked looking at him like he had just shot a cat.
"Yeah, but I don't think she's coming in here."
Not even a few seconds after John made his statement the doors opened again and Alyssa walked in, glaring at John. "You thought wrong..." He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "I have good hearing..." As she walked past him towards the office that she assumed was her father's office. "Jack-ass." She knocked on the door loudly, her sleeve rolled up her arm, exposing a bracelet of primary color beads. It looked like something a child would make. Everyone heard Donald say "Come!" And she walked into the room and closed the door.
Olivia and John looked at each other. "We have to work with her?" She asked.
"Yeah, you'd think that she would change out of that shirt though...blood isn't good for morale."
"Since when has anything in this job been good for morale?" Fin added taking his seat across from John. "Is Elliot in there?"
"Yeah, Cragen thought that he'd make a good mediator." Olivia offered.
"You think he'll need to be the mediator?" Fin asked.
"Yeah." John and Olivia said at the same time.
In Donald's office, Alyssa stood with her back to the door, staring at Elliot who was sitting in one of the chairs on the other side of Donald's desk. "Hello Alyssa. This is Elliot Stabler. Have a seat." Alyssa placed her box by the door and walked slowly over to the other chair. As she sat down she grabbed the sides of her jacket and wrapped it a little tighter around her. "Your transfer won't be complete until tomorrow morning, so we're just going to set you up now, and tomorrow you'll start." Alyssa noticed that he had a copy of her file.
"How'd you get that?" She asked.
Donald looked up at her and sighed. "Your boss just faxed it over. Do you have any questions, Alyssa?"
"Yeah." She turned her attention to Elliot, "Who's my new partner?"
Cragen looked at Elliot and nodded, then he looked back to his daughter. "I'm setting you up with Munch and Tutoula."
"Yay..." Her sarcasm dripped from her mouth like venom.
Donald ignored her comment and continued. "Elliot Stabler here will set up a desk for you, and make sure your computer is set up and you have all the files you need." He noticed his daughter's spaced out look and hastened his voice. "He is also your superior and you will treat him with respect.
"Fine, Donald."
"That's Captain Cragen!"
"Hey, hey!" Elliot interrupted. "Calm down the both of you! I don't know what exactly happened between the two of you five years ago, but now you both will have to work together."
"Yeah, and I'll deal with it." She whispered. Donald and Alyssa glared at each other harshly.
"No, you just won't deal with it. You'll live with it." Elliot retorted.
"Elliot. Why don't you go set Alyssa's desk up, and make sure both John and Fin know that starting tomorrow they'll be a trio." Elliot nodded and left the room. The room became quiet, almost too quiet. Finally Donald broke the silence. "You know, you look like your mother right now...she always gave me that look when I was doing something she wasn't happy about."
"I'll keep that in mind." Alyssa commented. She stood up from the chair and walked over to the door. She noticed her box was gone, Elliot had taken it out to her new desk, which Fin and Elliot were moving so that it was set so it looked like a square shaped Mickey Mouse.
"You know, this could be good." Donald's voice brought her back to earth, and she turned around. "Go home, I'll see you tomorrow morning at eight." She nodded and opened the door, and walked out. After the door had closed shut behind her Donald whispered to himself. "Goodnight and sweet dreams Ally-girl."
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Expect another update either tomorrow, or tonight! Keep them reviews coming!
oefangram- lol, yes the islands are VERY far apart ^^
any questions? Leave a note and I'll answer as best I can!
