So I don't really have much to say besides Dick Wolf owns his characters, and I own the Rosenberry's, Jamie and Samuel. I didn't really get many reviews on my last chapter, but that's okay, I probably should have waited a couple days before uploading chapter two. Anyway, thank you for those who are following and reviewing. See you at the end of this chapter!
Delaney Rosenberry stood in front of her bathroom mirror, trying to nurse her injury inflicted by her father. Her nosebleed finally ceased after keeping her nose pinched for a while and leaning her head back. Stopping her nosebleeds had become a common practice of hers over these past few years. She used to have stiff necks more often that not from having her head leaned back so much. She might have been able to stop the physical wounds, but there was nothing she could do for the mental ones.
She sighed, as she turned off the bathroom light and went into the living room. She couldn't stop thinking about those two Detectives. She could have ended it right there. She could have told them everything and it would've all been over with. She wouldn't have to suffer this mental and physical abuse anymore. She shook her head, because she knew what would happen if she told the police, and she couldn't go through that kind of torture.
She felt her stomach growl, and realized she hadn't eaten breakfast this morning. She looked at her phone and noticed that it was just noon, and that a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich didn't sound so bad. She went into the kitchen to make her lunch. She grabbed the jar of peanut-butter and bread out of the cabinet and the jelly from the fridge. As she pulled out a knife from the silverware drawer, Richard came out of his bedroom and into the kitchen. He watched Delaney as she made her lunch. Delaney felt that it was weird, but didn't say anything.
"You not gonna say anything?" Richard asked annoyed at his daughter's silence.
Delaney shrugged. "What is there to say?" She countinued to make her sandwich. She mumbled under her breath, "Unless you want talk about what happened between you and Jamie."
Richard slammed his fist down on the counter. Delaney's body tensed up, but she continued to make her sandwich. "What was that you said?" Richard asked, gritting his teeth together and balling his fists.
Delaney sighed. "I didn't say anything!" She quickly lied to avoid another fight.
Richard kicked one of the cabinets. Delaney glanaced over at him. He pointed a finger at her. "You little brat! I'm so sick and tired of your lies!" He jammed his foot into her shin, causing her to fall to the floor. In shock, she let go of the knife as it fell onto the floor. Richard picked it up and grabbed her arms, slicing across both her wrists in one swift motion.
Delaney looked her oozing, bleeding wrists in shock, and looked up at her father. His hand met with her face, and she was thankful when she didn't feel any blood coming out of her nose. Usually if it didn't come automatically, it wouldn't come at all.
"Go clean yourself up! You can't cook dinner while your bleeding everywhere!" Richard yelled as he went out of the apartment and slammed the door shut.
Delaney picked herself up off the ground and back into the bathroom, leaving a trail of blood behind her. She turned on the water and put her bleeding wrists under the faucet. Her cuts burned as the sink filled with water and blood. She groaned at the stinging pain. She never had cuts this bad before. She wasn't very sure on how to treat it. She knew she couldn't go to the hospital; they'd easily figure out what happened. The bleeding kept coming as she stared at her injury, terrified and unknowing.
"So what's next?" Fin asked Olivia as they walked out of the hospital. They had just got their statement from Jamie and were getting the warrent for Richard's arrest.
"You go call Barba and get a warrent so we can get this creep." Olivia explained with disguest. "I'll call Rollins and Carisi to met us at the apartment once we get the warrent. We need to get that girl out of there!" Fin nodded and went over to call Barba. Olivia pulled out her phone and called Amanda.
It rung for a while before Amanda answered. "Lietenant, we found some more details on the Rosenberry case." Her and Carisi found three more assult cases against Richard Rosenberry, two in Pennsylvania, and the other in Maryland. Again, the charges were dropped because the girls were to scared to testify.
"Yeah, so did we." Olivia replied. "The girl who had just been assulted, says she was assulted by this Richard Rosenberry."
"Are you serious?" Amanda asked, suprisingly in shock.
"Yes," Olivia replied. "Fin's on the phone with Barba getting the warrent. Once we get, you, Carisi, and a few other officers need to met us at the apartment. This guy has his daughter in there and we need to get here out before something bad happens to her."
"We got the warrent!" Fin called out to her once he hung up the phone. "Barba's gonna met us at the apartment to hand us the warrent."
"Great!" Olivia called back to him. She turned back to Amanda on the phone. "We got the warrent. You all need to head out now!"
"Copy that, Lieutenant." Amanda said and with that, hung up the phone.
Police men, police cars, a couple ambulances and a few paramedics surrounded 608 Liberty Lane. Fin parked the car ride behind the one Amanda and Carisi rode in, and hoped out of the car. They walked up to Barba, who had the warrent papers in his hand.
"Here are the warrent papers." Rafael Barba said as they started walking. "May I ask why you needed these?"
"The perp, Richard Rosenberry, is accused of raping the girlfriend of his best friend." Olivia explained. "He also has a fourteen year old daughter who we have right to believe he is abusing."
"Where's the mother at?" Barba asked in his regular mono-tone.
"The mom's an alcoholic, dad's had custody of the daughter for the last eight years." Fin explained this time.
"Seems like this whole family's screwed up." Barba mentioned.
The three of them met up with Amanda and Carisi. They had on their bullet-proof vest, which is required for situations like this. Amanda held two other vests in his hands for Olivia and Fin while Carisi held the heavy weight to break down the door if neceassary.
"Lieutenant, we're ready to head in with your permission." Carisi said as they put on their bullet-proof vests.
"I'll be back at my office. Call me when this fool decides to laywer up." Barba said as he went back to his car.
Once Olivia and Fin had on their vest, Olivia pulled out her gun and walked up to the top steps. "Aright, lets move in!" With her squad and a few other officers behind her, they went into the apartment building to get their perp. They charged up a couple flight of stairs until they made it to the third floor where Carisi and Amanda were earlier. People were stepping out into the hallway to see what the ruckus was about.
"Right over there!" Carisi called out and pointed at the apartment door. They paced over to the door, The squad surrounding it.
Olivia banged on the door. "Mr. Rosenberry, we have a warrent for your arrest!" When there wasn't a response, she gave the okay for Carisi to break down the door. Carisis gently swung the weight back and slammed it against the door, opening up the door. The officers flooding into the apartment to search, guns in hand and ready if needed.
"Living room clear!" Amanda shouted and went into the kitchen. She looked around for a moment before looking at the floor. Thick drops of blood were covered in the kitchen, and trailed off into another room. She noticed the knife with blood on the blade. She looked up at Olivia. "Lieutentant, you might wanna see this."
Olivia, along with Carisi, went into the kitchen and saw the blood and knife. "Follow the trail." She commanded the two officers. "Someone come and bag this knife."
They followed the blood trail, the blood drops getting thicker as they made it to a door. Amanda twisted the doorknob, and was suprised when it turned. She pushed it open to reaveal a bloodbath. Red, thick blood covered the bathroom counter and floor. wash-rags and towels stained with the blood were on the floor. Delaney sat on the edge of the bathtub, cradling her wrists,another bloodied towel over it. Her body was turning pale and ghostly. She looked up when the door opened, her face streaming with tears. The faucet in the sink and bathtub were on, a mixture of water and blood in both, the blood nearly over-taking the water.
"Delaney, what happened sweetheart?" Carisi worried as walked over to Delaney.
Delaney breathed heavily. "I couldn't get the bleeding to stop. I tried, but it wouldn't stop. It's never been this bad before. He just left me there!"
"Who did, honey, who left you?" Amanda asked, hopeful she wouldn't say what she thought she'd say.
"My dad! My dad did this and just left me!" Delaney cried as Carisi put a fresh rag over her hands and wrists.
"Carisi this is a lot of blood, we need to get her down to the ambulance." Amanda commanded as she leaned out of the bathroom. "We found the girl, both wrists are slit and she's continuously bleeding. Says the Father did it! Get the paramedics ready!"
"I... I don't feel very good." Delaney said as her eyes fluttered. She was losing blood fast. She almost fell back into the tub before Carisi grabbed her.
"Everythings going to be okay, Delaney. Don't worry, I got you." Carisi comforted as he picked Delaney up and carried her out of the bathroom, not caring if he got blood on himself. He couldn't wait for the paramedics to get upstairs. He was going to save this distressed girl no matter what. She was his main priority now.
Richard came into his apartment with two cases of beer and a pack of cigarettes and saw Carisi carrying a nearly-unconcius Delaney out of the apartment. "Hey, hey HEY! Where's that creep going with my daughter! What's going on here?"
"Mr. Rosenberry," Olivia said as she faced him. "Did you know you're daughter was bleeding to death in the bathroom?"
He scoffed, trying to play it off. "Well no! Do you think I would leave if I knew?" He lied. "She's got that depression thing anyway. She thinks if she slits her wrist she'll get attention. She's just a spoiled brat!"
Olivia's eyes widened. She had never heard any father talk about his mentally ill daughter like that. She grabbed her cuffs and came around behind him. "Mr. Rosenberry, You are under arrest."
Richard became angry. "What? You can't do that! What am I under arrest for?"
"Rape in the first degree." Fin said as he faced the scumbag.
"Rape? Are you kidding me? I didn't rape anyone!" He yelled out.
"That's what they all say!" Fin stated as Olivia finished cuffing him. Fin slapped his shoulder. "Lets go, buddy!"
"I want a laywer! This is police brutality!" Richard screamed as they drugged him out into the hallway.
"You think this is brutality?" Olivia scoffed. "Oh you just wait!"
Richard sat at the table in the interrogation room, holding his hands together on the table. Olivia and Fin had began to interrogate him, and hadn't gotten very far with his responses. He kept staring at the pictures of Jamie and Delaney on the table.
"I tell you for the last time, I don't know anything!" Richard exclaimed as he slammbed his fists on the metal table.
Olivia sighed. "Okay Richard, let's just go back to square one." She slid the picture of Jamie closer to him "Do you know this girl?"
Richard scratched his head. "Yeah, that's Jamie Young. She's my best friends girlfriend, and a tramp, if you ask me-"
"Hey!" Fin exclaimed angry. "Now's not the time! She claims that you raped her earlier today and that your teenage daughter walked in on you!"
Richard rolled his eyes. "You can't always believe women, man. You should know that." Olivia raised an eyebrow at his response. "No offense, darling."
"None taken." Olivia said. "But what I want to know is..." She slid the picture of Delaney closer to him. "Why did you leave your daughter alone while she was bleeding?"
Richard shrugged. "I had no idea she slit her wrists-"
"Oh really?" Olivia interupted. "Because she says that you did this to her! You could have killed your own daughter!"
Richard got close in her face. "I... did not... DO THIS!"
Fin grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back in his sit. "Sit yourself back down, man!" He mocked Richard.
Olivia brushed back some of her loose hair. "That knife is being run through for DNA and if we find your prints on it, it's all going to be over for you."
Richard chuckles very menacingly. That was a chuckle she was all too familar with. She has heard that same chuckle come out of almost every perpetrators throat whose ever sat in that chair. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up at the sound of it.
"Lieutentant," Amanda said when she opened the door, causing Olivia to turn around. "I hate to interupted-"
"But I don't!" The large John Buchanan said as he stepped into the interrigation room, briefcase in hand. "You don't have to ask anymore questions, Mr. Rosenberry."
"Thank you!" Richard praised and rubbed his head.
Olivia pursed her lips at the piece of scum, whether it was Rosenberry or Buchanan, she wasn't sure. She just didn't like these two together.
"I'll go and call Barba, Lieutentant." Amanda said to her commanding officer.
"Actually," Olivia said, stopping Amanda. "I'll go and call him. I want you to go down to the hospital where Carisi is now and check on how Delaney is doing."
"Wait a minute," Richard said. "Why is that creep at the hospital with my daughter?"
"Why are you so worried about her now instead of when she was bleeding to death in the apartment?" Amanda asked, almost infuriated. Richard said nothing back, and with that, Amanda slammed the door shut, almost shivering at how cruel that man really was.
Carisi paced back and forth in the waiting room of the hospital. Delaney had been back there getting her cuts bandaged, and all he could think about was her. She had to have a blood transfusion and luckily she matched with Carisi, so he offered to help out. He did it with Dodds and he would do it again for this girl. He cared for this girl and he barely even knew her.
Amanda rushed into the waiting room once she finally got into the hospital, two cups of coffee in her hands. "Hey, how's Delaney doing?" She asked as she handed him a cup.
He took a sip and set the cup down. "She's going to be okay. She got the blood transfusion done, but luckily the cuts weren't deep enough to where she needed put under for sugery. She's getting stiched up and bandaged but..." Carisi stopped himself.
Amanda was confused. "But what, Sonny?" She rarely ever called him by his nickname.
Carisi shook his head. "Nevermind; so, Richard lawyered up yet?"
"Oh yes, and you'll never guess who it is." She said annoyed. "John Buchanan."
"Ugh, you've got to be kidding me!" Carisi said, rolling his eyes. He never liked John Buchanan, but really, who didn't? He was arrogant and self-centered.
"Yeah, we barely got anything outta Richard before Buchanan came in and shut him down." Amanda explained and sighed.
"Detective Carisi?" A brunette nurse asked when she came into the waiting room.
Carisi walked up to her. "What happened? Did something go wrong? Is she okay?"
"Delaney is just fine. She's just asking for you. She says she's ready to talk to police." The nurse replied. "If you all hadn't have found her when you did, she would have bleed out. Thank you for donating your blood and saving her."
"Well, it's just... part of the job." Carisi said. The nurse nodded and walked out of the room to go attend to a differnce patient.
"We better call Liv and tell her that Delaney's ready to start talking." Amanda said.
Carisi sighed as well. "Yeah, lets go make the call." He walked over to Amanda and put his arms around her waist. "I love you so much, Amanda."
Amanda smiled, this time not shocked by his words or actions. "I love you too, Sonny."
Carisi pulled her closer into his embrace, and again placed a kiss on the top of her head, his signiture way of showing his love for her. Amanda once again felt warm inside, and felt like she finally found love.
I hope you all are enjoying this story so far. I don't really know much on how the justice system works or how medical practices works, I just know what they do on SVU, so if I butchered something in the story, I am so sorry! I really don't know anything about being a cop/doctor. Anyway, I am seriously so obsessed with Rollisi it's unhealthy. I love writing the cute moments between them. Okay, a moment away from the cuteness, does anybody else hate John Buchanan as much as I do? Like seriously, I really hate him with a burning passion! I'm sure the actor Delaney Williams (Ironic, huh?) isn't a bad guy, I just really freaking hate his character. To be completly honest, I really hate all the lawyers who represent the perpetrators. They're all a bunch of arragant no-it-alls! Like the red headed one who represented William Lewis? I WANTED TO SET HER ON FIRE! What are we talking about again? Oh yea, Law and Order: Svu! Sorry, didn't mean to get so violent. Anywho, thanks for reviewing and reading my stories, and for you Rollisi shippers out there. There's a BIG Rollisi moment coming up in the next few chapters or so. You're not gonna wanna miss it ;) See you all next chapter!
~PrettyFlower99