Title: Heaven
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, the idea of Heaven
Summary: Something happened to the SVU team, they, well, read to find out! Title might give you a clue!
Author's note:
I agree with you guys, odd! If you hate it and find it stupid do tell me please!
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Olivia looked at Elliot. IT did make sense, heaven. Everything was white, her mother, but why was she in heaven? And what Elliot, John, Fin, Casey and Don doing here?
"Why?" Asked Olivia
"Liv, don't you remember?" said her mother, "You and these guys were in a nasty incident!
Olivia frowned, incident? What was that suppose to mean? She couldn't remember anything. Was she meant to? She studied her brain a little harder to see if anything clicked anything that could tell her what they were talking about.
"You don't remember do you?" said Elliot after a long awkward moment.
Olivia slowly shook her head, "The last thing I remember was leaving the precinct, I was about to head home." Olivia paused, thinking a little harder, "It was a Wednesday, Wednesday the fifteenth of February."
"Liv, the fifteenth wasn't a Wednesday." Said Elliot, slowly.
"What are you talking about? I remember writing it on the file! Wednesday, the fifteenth of February, 2005."
"2005? Liv it's 2007."
"2007? Elliot isn't…" Olivia started, her face fell. Everyone was looking at her as if she was an alien.
"Honey, sit down, we'll tell you everything" Her mother come up and placed her hand on Olivia's back, directing her to a sofa that seemed to have magically appeared. Siting down square smack in the middle, she looked at everyone else.
"Two weeks ago, two weeks ago was when it all started. It was after a case, this case… if I remember correct, left us astounded, shocked. It started off like any other case, dead rape victim. But this one was different, not that we knew it at the time, but the perp, we've crossed paths before. Anyway he got off, brilliant lawyer and everything.
Bang, went the gavel. It was the signal that Casey and the SVU squad had let a perp back on the streets. But this wasn't any perp, this was HIM. They were so close but there was nothing the squad could do. It was life and they had to live with it. Tomorrow, there would be another victim, another perp to catch. They had planned to go out that night, to celebrate, winning seemed like that only possible thing, they were so sure about it, and then this. It shook them to the core.
They sat in the court of another ten minutes, trying to comprehend what had just happened,
"We better go." Said Casey, her voice as small, barely audible.
She had screwed it up; it was all her fault that he didn't get the sentence that they wanted, not the detectives, they had done the most that they could have. Hanging her head in shame, she exited the room. The others followed her.
They arrived back at the precinct; no one else had said a word.
"Casey, it's not your fault…" Olivia started.
"No, Liv, it was my entire fault," Casey stopped to try and hold back tears, "It's all my fault that, that… bastards not in jail or on death tow." She couldn't help it; tears started flowing down her cheeks. The other's were speechless and only muttered a few words, telling Casey that is wasn't her fault, but it didn't make her feel any better. She had let everyone down.
Three days past. They had gotten another case. That's when it all started. Telephone calls, mail, and vandalism, all the detectives got it, Casey got it and so did the Captain. Death threats. It wasn't the first time any of them had received threats, but this time, everyone was on guard. They pissed him off and now they were going to pay for it. They knew when he says something; he will go through with it. There was no doubt about it.
The treats started small, then it became bigger creeper, Elliot got threats for his family. The detectives bunked together, never left anyone alone. The FBI was in with it, but there was little they could do. It wasn't till a few days later when they started seeing him. Nothing they could do, he was in public places, but he was everywhere. Then at last, it happened. They spotted him, the little pest, worm, he could crawl his way out of everything. The detectives were having lunch together. It went off, BOOM! The detective reached for their guns but it was too late…
"Then we found ourselves here. You were the last to arrive, Casey; she got here before any of us. She was gunned down in her outside her office." Finished Elliot.
Olivia frowned, flashed of it come back to her. Then she realized, she didn't get something, "Who was 'he'?"
No one answered at first, and then Munch opened his mouth, "Velez"
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Author's note:
What you think? Stupid?