Vengeance
Chapter Six
Manhattan Special Victims Unit
10:17 AM
February 22nd, 2011
Cragen strolled warily into the bullpen. "Do we have any—... what the?" Cragen turned to Fin. "Where is everyone?"
"Beats me," Fin shrugged.
"Do we have any more information on the boyfriend?" Cragen asked.
"The boyfriend?! Casey Novak is going to be on trial for murder, and you're worried about the boyfriend!" Fin rolled his eyes. "God, 'Cap. This is a fanfiction, not an actual episode. People want to know what's going to happen to Novak, not whether or not Rebecca Allen was murdered by her boyfriend, or the creepy circus clown next door!"
"Well, Detective," Cragen snapped. "Fanfiction or not, we still have a job to do."
Fin sighed. "I know. I'm just worried about her, 'Cap."
"Me too," Cragen agreed. "But the evidence—"
"Something doesn't seem right about all that," Fin replied, shaking his head. "Remember how Liv was framed in Season 11 in Perverted... Well, anyway... I just doubt that a fanfiction author would actually write a fic where Casey murders Greylek."
Cragen nodded in agreement. "True. Go check with Warner about that DNA. Maybe we're missing something."
"Will do, 'Cap."
Medical Examiner's Office
10:42 AM
February 22nd, 2011
"Hey, Melinda," Fin cooed, strolling casually into the morgue. He passed the Medical Examiner a Starbucks Chai Tea Latte, sipping the steaming hot beverage together. It had become a ritual ever since the happy couple had realized that they were clearly meant to be. Not as meant to be as the magic that is E/O Love, as everyone knows that they are a couple matched in heaven. Obviously.
"What can I do for you, Finney?" Melinda replied, a cute little grin on her face.
Fin sighed, and set his coffee down onto the ledge. "It's the Greylek case, something is very wrong. I just can't put my finger on what it is."
Melinda shook her head sadly. "Terrible, isn't it?"
"You're sure the DNA—"
"Fin!" she shrieked. "I am Doctor Melinda freaking Warner. I do not fuck up DNA matches—I am always right, and you know that. How dare you question my authority as a Medical Examiner—"
Fin put his hands up in defeat. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry!"
Suddenly, Melinda went completely still. "But," she said, finally. "Maybe... maybe you're right."
"Huh?"
"I conveniently just realized something just as you questioned me," she explained, walking over the the computer monitor across the room. She turned the machine on, and typed in her password. "Let me just pull up the DNA results from the knife used to stab the ADA." Melinda skimmed over the report.
"What is it?" Fin urged.
Melinda let out a frightened gasp.
"Doc, what did you find? Did Casey Novak really murder Kim Greylek?"
Melinda was still recovering from the shock, when Fin grabbed onto her shoulders and began shaking. "MELINDA!"
"HOLY CRAP!" she screeched at the top of her lungs. "I WAS... I WAS..."
"You were what?"
"I was—... WRONG."
