Law And Order: Special Victims Unit - Fanfiction Archive Submission -- Dumped to Hell (re-worked version, Part 1 of 3)
Re-worked FF: Dumped To Hell (1/3)
To all:
I originally posted this fic a couple of weeks ago, and got some deservingly bad reviews for the way I wrote it. I was totally disatisfied myself, so I went back and re-did it, breaking it up into three parts this time. Hope you like this version.
This to me is my way of doing a follow-up to an episode that I think is ripe to be sometime this season. In it, Casey's night starts with a man she was falling for rejecting her for another woman and goes severely downhill from there:
[b][i]Title:[/i][/b] Dumped to Hell
[b][i]Rating:[/i][/b] PG-13 (Some violence)
[b][i]Paring:[/i][/b] None
[b][i]Author:[/i][/b] Walt
[b][i]Disclaimers:[/i][/b] This is strictly a fan fiction. The "Law & Order franchise" characters are owned by Dick Wolf, and are only borrowed for this fanfic piece. Other characters that have not been seen in "the franchise" are mine. This is a follow-up to the season five "SVU" episode "Hate." The "Law & Order franchise" characters are owned by Dick Wolf, and are only borrowed for this fanfic piece. Other characters that have not been seen in "the franchise" are mine. This is a follow-up to the season five "SVU" episode "Hate."
[b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Originally published August 18, 2004, revised version sent August 31, 2004.
[b][i]Feedback:[/i][/b] Of course!!
Friday night for Casey had often meant heading home to her tiny, studio apartment on Riverside Drive, but that was before she met Richard Craig, a high-end investment banker who met Casey by chance two months earlier when Casey was in the building he worked at as it also was where the defense attorney on a case Casey was prosecuting had his offices on Broadway near Fulton Street. She had fallen head-over-heels for Richard in a way she hadn't for a man in some time, and on this Friday night just past Labor Day in early September (an unusually cool one with temperatures dropping through the 50s), she wanted to know it was time to take it to the next level after he came back from a long-planned late-summer vacation. Casey knew he had been very busy being just back from vacation, and just assumed they would continue what had been their standard Friday night dates from before that. Olivia stopped by her office to briefly go over some minor matters on a case that Casey had just gotten a plea agreement on.
"I haven't seen you wearing that since you took over. Nice suit and boots!", said Olivia, commenting on Casey wearing a dark, above-the-knee skirt suit with a red vest and white, open-collared blouse underneath and black, knee-high stiletto-heeled boots.
"I know and thanks. Actually, the suit has to do with it supposed to be a bit chilly. I'm going straight from here and didn't want to carry a coat for half the night.", said Casey before briefly going over the matters Olivia came down to discuss. after they fnished, Olivia said, "You must really like the guy to dress up. Anyone I know?"
"No. He's someone I meant in several months ago when he stepped on my foot as I was coming out of the building he worked at when we were dealing with the whole mess with Oliver Taft. We've been meeting on mostly Friday nights since as it's normally the only time we're both free, but I'm hoping tonight it goes to the next level, said Casey before Olivia left, then darting out of the office herself moments after Olivia did.
In spite of wearing three-plus inch stiletto heeled boots, Casey was walking extremely fast while heading south from Hogan Place to Reade Street on Centre before heading west on Reade. Her heart was practically in her throat as she reached a steakhouse that was Richard's favorite on Reade Street and Broadway where they met most of the time.
Without saying a word, Casey's expression then suddenly went when she walked inside the stakehouse from one of excitement to one of "Huh?" Her jaw droped seeing Richard was seated very intimitely with another woman who had long blonde hair and was wearing a red halter dress.
"Excuse me for a minute", said Richard to the blonde he was with having seen Casey and the expression on her face, going outside to try and catch her while the woman didn't see Casey before she left.
"Casey!", Richard yelled to her, as she began to walk uptown on Broadway and was near Thomas Street before turning back.
"Don't Casey me!!", she would respond in an angry tone as she walked back to confront Richard. "Don't even try to explain!!"
"Let me please", he said, realizing he had screwed up and forgotten he was supposed to meet Casey there. "I meant to tell you, but....."..
"But what?", asked Casey, clearly unhappy at this turn of events.
"I had been seeing her a few years ago, but then we broke it off when she got transferred to Los Angeles because of her job. She just moved back to New York, and we got back together in the Hamptons.", then said Richard.
"Forget trying to explain. You said you wanted me, and I was in love with you, or so I thought!", said Casey, holding back tears at this point.
"I'm sorry, I can't help it if I found my true love was someone who just came back into my life", said Richard, trying to move closer to Casey to console her.
"Get away from me!! You had me beliving that I was your true love, and to find out this way says to me you're as bad as every other man I've dated. You better go back to her before I take off my boots and throw them at you!", Casey said in an angry tone and slightly louder-than-normal voice, then pulling off the boot on her left foot.
"You wouldn't do that, would you? I didn't mean to hurt you this way.", said Richard in a bit of an apologistic tone before realizing Casey had pulled off one of her boots, then throwing his hands in the air and saying "OK, OK", as Casey looked like she was actually going to throw the boot at him before heading back to the restaurant and the woman he left there.
Casey then proceeded north on Broadway to Worth Street and then west to Church Street, yelling "Ugh!!!!!!" once making the turn at Worth Street, getting away from the crowded streets of Broadway. She was so upset, she didn't even notice she was limping on one boot before stopping to put the boot she pulled off in anger back on at Church Street having stopped at a plaza on Church and Worth Streets where she could sit down for a moment.
Looking at the clear, dark sky other than some stars in it above and putting the boot back on, Casey would murmur to herself, "Why do I always seem to fall for the scum of the earth?", then thinking silently to herself why she let her hopes get as high as they did as she resumed walking, in this case north on Church Street to where it became Avenue of The Americas (6th avenue) at White Street.
"This makes Trevor look like a saint by comparison", Casey then said to herself in a low voice several blocks of walking later as she continued walking north on sixth avenue.
"At least Trevor was just plain arrogant, and not trying to be with two women at once. How stupid can I be?", Casey would then say to herself a few more blocks of walking later, stopping at a bench on 6th avenue and Charlton Street and deciding to call Olivia.on her cell phone.
(continued in next post)
Re-worked FF: Dumped To Hell (1/3)
To all:
I originally posted this fic a couple of weeks ago, and got some deservingly bad reviews for the way I wrote it. I was totally disatisfied myself, so I went back and re-did it, breaking it up into three parts this time. Hope you like this version.
This to me is my way of doing a follow-up to an episode that I think is ripe to be sometime this season. In it, Casey's night starts with a man she was falling for rejecting her for another woman and goes severely downhill from there:
[b][i]Title:[/i][/b] Dumped to Hell
[b][i]Rating:[/i][/b] PG-13 (Some violence)
[b][i]Paring:[/i][/b] None
[b][i]Author:[/i][/b] Walt
[b][i]Disclaimers:[/i][/b] This is strictly a fan fiction. The "Law & Order franchise" characters are owned by Dick Wolf, and are only borrowed for this fanfic piece. Other characters that have not been seen in "the franchise" are mine. This is a follow-up to the season five "SVU" episode "Hate." The "Law & Order franchise" characters are owned by Dick Wolf, and are only borrowed for this fanfic piece. Other characters that have not been seen in "the franchise" are mine. This is a follow-up to the season five "SVU" episode "Hate."
[b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Originally published August 18, 2004, revised version sent August 31, 2004.
[b][i]Feedback:[/i][/b] Of course!!
Friday night for Casey had often meant heading home to her tiny, studio apartment on Riverside Drive, but that was before she met Richard Craig, a high-end investment banker who met Casey by chance two months earlier when Casey was in the building he worked at as it also was where the defense attorney on a case Casey was prosecuting had his offices on Broadway near Fulton Street. She had fallen head-over-heels for Richard in a way she hadn't for a man in some time, and on this Friday night just past Labor Day in early September (an unusually cool one with temperatures dropping through the 50s), she wanted to know it was time to take it to the next level after he came back from a long-planned late-summer vacation. Casey knew he had been very busy being just back from vacation, and just assumed they would continue what had been their standard Friday night dates from before that. Olivia stopped by her office to briefly go over some minor matters on a case that Casey had just gotten a plea agreement on.
"I haven't seen you wearing that since you took over. Nice suit and boots!", said Olivia, commenting on Casey wearing a dark, above-the-knee skirt suit with a red vest and white, open-collared blouse underneath and black, knee-high stiletto-heeled boots.
"I know and thanks. Actually, the suit has to do with it supposed to be a bit chilly. I'm going straight from here and didn't want to carry a coat for half the night.", said Casey before briefly going over the matters Olivia came down to discuss. after they fnished, Olivia said, "You must really like the guy to dress up. Anyone I know?"
"No. He's someone I meant in several months ago when he stepped on my foot as I was coming out of the building he worked at when we were dealing with the whole mess with Oliver Taft. We've been meeting on mostly Friday nights since as it's normally the only time we're both free, but I'm hoping tonight it goes to the next level, said Casey before Olivia left, then darting out of the office herself moments after Olivia did.
In spite of wearing three-plus inch stiletto heeled boots, Casey was walking extremely fast while heading south from Hogan Place to Reade Street on Centre before heading west on Reade. Her heart was practically in her throat as she reached a steakhouse that was Richard's favorite on Reade Street and Broadway where they met most of the time.
Without saying a word, Casey's expression then suddenly went when she walked inside the stakehouse from one of excitement to one of "Huh?" Her jaw droped seeing Richard was seated very intimitely with another woman who had long blonde hair and was wearing a red halter dress.
"Excuse me for a minute", said Richard to the blonde he was with having seen Casey and the expression on her face, going outside to try and catch her while the woman didn't see Casey before she left.
"Casey!", Richard yelled to her, as she began to walk uptown on Broadway and was near Thomas Street before turning back.
"Don't Casey me!!", she would respond in an angry tone as she walked back to confront Richard. "Don't even try to explain!!"
"Let me please", he said, realizing he had screwed up and forgotten he was supposed to meet Casey there. "I meant to tell you, but....."..
"But what?", asked Casey, clearly unhappy at this turn of events.
"I had been seeing her a few years ago, but then we broke it off when she got transferred to Los Angeles because of her job. She just moved back to New York, and we got back together in the Hamptons.", then said Richard.
"Forget trying to explain. You said you wanted me, and I was in love with you, or so I thought!", said Casey, holding back tears at this point.
"I'm sorry, I can't help it if I found my true love was someone who just came back into my life", said Richard, trying to move closer to Casey to console her.
"Get away from me!! You had me beliving that I was your true love, and to find out this way says to me you're as bad as every other man I've dated. You better go back to her before I take off my boots and throw them at you!", Casey said in an angry tone and slightly louder-than-normal voice, then pulling off the boot on her left foot.
"You wouldn't do that, would you? I didn't mean to hurt you this way.", said Richard in a bit of an apologistic tone before realizing Casey had pulled off one of her boots, then throwing his hands in the air and saying "OK, OK", as Casey looked like she was actually going to throw the boot at him before heading back to the restaurant and the woman he left there.
Casey then proceeded north on Broadway to Worth Street and then west to Church Street, yelling "Ugh!!!!!!" once making the turn at Worth Street, getting away from the crowded streets of Broadway. She was so upset, she didn't even notice she was limping on one boot before stopping to put the boot she pulled off in anger back on at Church Street having stopped at a plaza on Church and Worth Streets where she could sit down for a moment.
Looking at the clear, dark sky other than some stars in it above and putting the boot back on, Casey would murmur to herself, "Why do I always seem to fall for the scum of the earth?", then thinking silently to herself why she let her hopes get as high as they did as she resumed walking, in this case north on Church Street to where it became Avenue of The Americas (6th avenue) at White Street.
"This makes Trevor look like a saint by comparison", Casey then said to herself in a low voice several blocks of walking later as she continued walking north on sixth avenue.
"At least Trevor was just plain arrogant, and not trying to be with two women at once. How stupid can I be?", Casey would then say to herself a few more blocks of walking later, stopping at a bench on 6th avenue and Charlton Street and deciding to call Olivia.on her cell phone.
(continued in next post)