It's Time for a Change
A/N: I OWN NONE OF THE RECGONIZABLE REBA OR SVU CHARACTERS!! This is a Crossover AU story!
PREVIOUSLY:
"Honey, we're not going to hurt you. I just want to take off the monitor so you can go home. That's all." the redheaded nurse explains.
Cheyenne stops kicking and allows Reba to remove the wires from the stickers on her chest. "You're doing great sweetie. Now I'm gonna do this as gentle as I can so it doesn't hurt." Reba reassures her.
The nurse slowly peels the stickers off the girl's chest and she screams with each pull. Once Reba's done, she's still screaming and crying. She hugs Olivia, "Shhh….Shhh… Shhh… it's all over. She's done. You're okay now."
Cheyenne slowly stops crying and Olivia smiles, "Honey Cinderella's on, let's watch that until Officer Nicholson tells me we can take you home."
ST. MARY'S CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL
CHEYENNE BROWN'S ROOM
9:15am
Cheyenne is still cradled in the detective's arms, not really paying attention to Cinderella. She won't let the woman let go of her and has fallen asleep.
Five minutes later, they hear a light knock on the door and Ashley gets up to answer it, "Mrs. Brown, your place is clear to go home whenever you're ready."
Olivia looks over and smiles at Officer Nicholson, "Okay. She's not letting me put her down, so you're going to have to drive. And you should let Nurse Hart know that we're bringing her home."
"Okay. I see her coming now…." "Nurse Hart, we can take Cheyenne home now, the residence is clear." the man tells her.
"Great. She's going to need a wheelchair, we can't let her walk out, it's hospital policy." the redheaded nurse explains.
"She's sound asleep in my arms. And she wouldn't let me lay her down on the bed. Can I carry her?" Olivia asks.
"I guess so. You could sit in the wheelchair with her… because it's a pretty long walk to the parking lot." Reba suggests.
"That might work. Or should we wake her up, so she knows what's going on." Olivia replies.
"If I were you I'd wake her up. But it's all up to you, I'm just the driver." Officer Nicholson says.
Olivia smiles, "Let me just sit in the chair with her. And if she wakes up, we'll deal with it."
"Okay." Reba agrees, and sees one of the other nurses approaching with the wheelchair.
"Great, Laura, could you bring the chair up to the bed, she's sound asleep in the detective's arms and we're going to let her stay that way." the redheaded nurse says.
"Sure thing." the nurse replies and helps Olivia off the bed and into the chair, without disturbing Cheyenne.
Reba pushes the chair down the hallway and into the elevator and to the patrol car, helps Olivia in the backseat on the drivers side and Ashley gets in on the other side. She smiles and waves as Officer Nicholson drives away.
OFFICER NICHOLSON'S CAR
EN ROUTE TO THE BROWN RESIDENCE
QUEENS, NY
9:30am
Cheyenne is still sleeping as they approach the house and Olivia gently rubs her arm to wake her up. The little girl rubs her eyes and looks around the car to try to figure out where she is, "Where are we?"
"We're at home sweetheart…" Ashley tells her daughter.
"I… Is he here?" the little blond sleepily asks.
"No sweetheart, he's not." Olivia reassures her.
Cheyenne smiles when she notices she's still in the detective's arms. "Honey, why don't you get up, and we can go inside." Olivia calmly says.
"I guess so." the eight year old mumbles and Olivia helps her up and out of the car. The group walks up the front path and Ashley unlocks the front door. She immediately notices that the papers that were strewn across the living room and the bar in the kitchen are in one neat stack on top of the coffee table, Cheyenne's barbies are all back in the bucket in the corner, and some of the dishes have been put away. "He's been here" she whispers.
Olivia notices Cheyenne run to her bedroom and hears a door slam. "What makes you say that?"
"When I left, there were papers everywhere from when they were fighting the other night, her Barbie dolls were thrown everywhere, and the sink was overflowing with dishes."
"We can have the place dusted for prints…" Olivia begins.
"No. he probably had his brother bail him out and his brother is a serious neat freak." Ashley interrupts.
"Okay. Do you want me to go check on Cheyenne?" the detective offers.
"Sure. I need to get the rest of these dishes cleaned up and look through that pile of papers to see what he was yelling about." the blond woman replies.
Olivia slowly makes her way to the girl's bedroom and sees big bright pink letters hanging on the door that spell out her name. She gently knocks and hears the little girl sob, "GO AWAY."
"Honey, it's Olivia. I just want to make sure everything's okay before I leave." the woman calmly replies.
"DON'T LEAVE. BUT LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Cheyenne screams. Ashley can hear her daughter's sobs from the kitchen and puts a plate in the cabinet and walks to her daughter's bedroom. "Is she okay?"
"I don't know. She's not letting me in." Olivia answers.
"Cheyenne honey, it's mommy." the blond calmly says through the door.
"SO." the girl replies.
"Olivia and I just want to make sure you're okay. And Olivia really wants to see your room…" the woman says, winking at the detective.
A few seconds later the door cracks open and Ashley pulls it the rest of the way and sees her daughter standing there clutching her favorite stuffed animal. "Hey sweetheart."
"I'm scared mommy. I know I can see the cop guys out front through my window, but I don't want him to see me…" the little girl explains.
Olivia kneels down to her level, "Sweetheart listen, the cop guys outside are going to make sure he doesn't get in. If he comes anywhere near the house, they'll call me and I'll get him in trouble."
"What if he sneaks past them??" Cheyenne asks.
"I'm going to put my card with my office number on the front and my cell phone number on the back on your nightstand, and give one to your mommy. So if anything bad happens, you can call me." the woman answers.
"Okay…" the eight year old replies.
Olivia's phone begins to ring, "Benson"
She listens for a minute, "Okay. Be there soon." and hangs up.
"What happened?" Ashley asks.
"New information on an older case. They want me back at the station, so I'm going to leave and we'll talk later." Olivia tells them.
Cheyenne realizes that Olivia is leaving and screams, "NOOOOO…. Don't leave…."
Olivia bends down, allowing the girl to give her a hug, "Sweetie, Olivia has to go back to work, okay? My friends outside are still here, and they'll make sure everything is safe."
Ashley sees her daughter's fear and says, "Come on sweetheart, let Olivia go back to work we can play a game or watch a movie…."
"Fine." the child pouts and sits on her bed.
Ashley follows Olivia out and goes back to check on her daughter.
8 HOURS LATER
6:00PM
BROWN RESIDENCE
Ashley and Cheyenne were sitting at the kitchen counter eating while watching the Disney Channel. Cheyenne kept glancing out the window to make sure the detail didn't leave. They finished eating and Cheyenne went to her room and slammed the door. Ashley decided to give her some time to herself and cleaned up the kitchen and started watching TV.
Twenty minutes later, a familiar beat up pickup truck drove down the street and back up, three or four times before she could register who it was. She didn't think anything of it until she heard two gun shots outside her door. She glanced out the window and saw that her husband had just shot, both detail officers. She didn't want to get up and move around the house to get her phone to call Olivia so she just sat still on the couch.
She then heard loud banging on the door, "ASHLEY BROWN, YOU BETTER OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR NOW AND LET ME IN AND NO ONE ELSE GETS HURT…"
Cheyenne screams from her bedroom but is too scared to go to the game room to get the phone. The man kicks open the door and Ashley doesn't move from the couch. "LITTLE BITCH. KICK ME OUT OF MY OWN HOUSE… I DIDN'T TOUCH MY DAUGHTER!"
"Josh calm down, you're not supposed to be here, I don't want to talk to you, so I suggest you leave, or I'm calling the cops." the woman explains.
"YOU CANT!! THEY'RE DEAD." he yells.
Cheyenne hears this and lets out a loud sob, in fear of Olivia, and her mother. She begins crawling from her bedroom to the game room, trying to be as quiet as possible.
"Drop the gun, and leave." Ashley tries to distract her husband. He ignores her and continues to approach her. She starts to inch back towards the wall when he gets closer. He lunges at her and grabs her around the waist, holding the gun at her head. Cheyenne runs down the stairs and sees her mother being held at gunpoint by her father. "DADDY NOOOOOO…." She screams, letting out a huge sob.
"Cheyenne, I love you baby. Go call Olivia, please!!" the woman tells her daughter as she hears him caulk the gun. As soon as the terrified eight year old runs back upstairs, she hears a gunshot, screams, and runs back to the living room. She sees her mother laying on the floor in a puddle of blood, "I HATE YOU!" She screams at her father. He comes at her with the gun but she is able to run out of the house across the street to Reba's.
The little blond bangs on her mother's best friend's door, screaming and crying. Mr. Hart answers the door, "Cheyenne, what's wrong?" he asks as he looks out to see the detail officers laying on the ground bleeding, and her father's pick up truck speeding down the street.
"MOMMY!!!!!!!!" She sobs, pointing at the truck driving away.
Reba approaches the door, "Baby girl, are you okay?" She asks.
Mr. Hart looks at his wife, "Go out there and check on those officers, they've been shot…"
The redheaded nurse looks down at the sobbing child at her husband's feet, "Sweetie…"
Cheyenne doesn't answer and she bends down, "What happened?"
"He… He…. MOMMY!!!!!" She cries.
"Call the cops!" she tells her husband.
"He did what to mommy sweetheart?" Reba gently asks.
"He… Gun… MOMMY!" the girl screams.
Reba pulls the little girl into a hug and squeezes her. "Shhh… Shhh…. Shhh…"
Cheyenne just continues to scream and cry as Reba rubs her back, trying to get her to calm down. She looks up at her husband and sighs. They both hear another loud scream from the child, "MOMMY!!!!!!" and she continues to sob, big, heavy sobs that wrack her body. Reba picks up the small girl and sits down with her on the couch. "Honey, can I make sure you're okay…"
"FINE." Cheyenne pouts. Reba sits her on the couch next to her and quickly scans her to make sure everything's okay. "Did he hurt you sweetie?"
"NO… MOMMY!" She yells, jumping off the couch, heading towards the front door.
Reba jumps up to follow the eight year old who has run back outside to her house. Right after she crosses the street, the ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars have arrived. Reba stops to talk to them. She notices Olivia's car and sees the brunette detective running towards the house. "DETECIVE BENSON!" Reba yells.
Olivia stops, turns around and sees the redheaded nurse, "Cheyenne's fine." Olivia lets out a huge sigh of relief. "It's her mother and the protective officers that aren't."
"Oh God." The detective replies.
"She ran over here screaming and crying, she couldn't even tell us what happened in a complete sentence." Reba explains as she follows the detective into the house.
At first they don't see the mother's body or the eight year old. "Cheyenne, honey?" Olivia gently asks.
They both hear her scream 'Mommy' and rush to the little girl's side. Olivia looks down at her and sees that she's laying across the woman's chest, bawling, her long blond hair is draped over the woman and resting in the pool of blood. Olivia gently puts her hand on the girl, "Sweetie…"
The girl doesn't move and Reba calmly says, "Honey, let's get out of here so the other police officers can do their job…"
The two women stand up, but Cheyenne doesn't. "I'm going to pick you up okay honey?" Reba gently asks.
They see Cheyenne nod her head in approval and Reba bends down to pick up the little girl. She cradles her in her arms and the blood that was in Cheyenne's hair drips down the side of Reba's sleeve and Cheyenne's face.
By the time they get out of the house, Mr. Hart, several other neighbors, and Detective Bradford are standing in the street. The other two officers have been taken to the hospital. Mr. Hart rushes to meet up with his wife and the bloody child, "Is she alright."
"She's fine. The blood's not hers." the redhead explains.
The remaining EMT approaches Reba and asks, "Is she okay?" "She's fine. It's not her blood. I've already checked her, I'm an ER nurse at St. Mary's Children's." Reba explains.
"Can we bring her in to make sure?" The man asks.
"Yeah. That'd be fine." Reba agrees.
"I WANT MY MOMMY!!!!!" The child screams.
"Shhh… I know baby." Reba coos.
"My… my bunny…. The stuffed one… on my bed!" Cheyenne sobs.
"I've got it." Olivia says as she turns and runs back into the house. "It's Purple!" the little girl yells at the detective.
The EMT helps Reba into the ambulance with Cheyenne, the woman sees her husband approach them, "Go in our house, get my nurse badge, wallet, and phone…"
Olivia runs back out of the house, and to the ambulance with a worn purple bunny. She walks to the ambulance and climbs in, handing the child the stuffed animal. Cheyenne is still screaming as Reba lays her down on the stretcher so they can get a better look to make sure she's okay.
Reba does another quick scan of the child's body and decides that she's fine physically. "Let's get her to the hospital, checked out, and we'll figure something out from there." the EMT suggests.
"Okay, Can we go to St. Mary's?" Reba asks.
The man nods, tells the driver through the walkie talkie, and Mr. Hart comes running up to the ambulance with Reba's things right before the door closes.
The EMT takes them from the man, hands them to the redheaded nurse and closes the door. He then taps the glass window twice, telling the driver to go. The sirens wail and the ambulance speeds off towards the hospital, with Reba, the screaming eight year old, and the EMT inside.
A/N: I have been wanting to write this chapter for months, but have never gotten the motivation or had the time to do it. I finally made myself sit down and write. This is the big turning point, the middle of the story, and everything is going to come to an end, and a close after. Please review and let me know what you think!! This is my longest chapter I've ever written, it's six pages in my word document!