Just so you all know...I have been writing this story for 3 months! It's all written, and I will try to post a new chap every week!
Disclaimer: You know...the usual. Dick Wolf owns it all...not me!!
My first SVU fic and it's co-written with my sister! (Thanks G!)
Please R&R! Be gentle!
Mini-summary: SVU/Olivia's first day MY WAY! HAAAAAAHAAAAAAA!
Chapter One: Colleagues.
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Olivia Benson woke up in her new apartment. As she looked around in a half-concious state she almost didn't realize where the
hell she was. After she remembered, it all came flooding back to her at once. New York, One-Six, new job, new partner...and it
all starts today.
She looked at her alarm clock. 5:45. She figured she'd better get up sometime soon. She turned on the few lights that she had in
her barely-unpacked apartment and made her way to the kitchen. Nothing too exciting here. She cooked, she ate, she cleaned up. But all
she could think about was what her day could possibly turn out to be like. Will they like her? Will they accept her? She didn't have
time to worry about it. She had to get ready.
As she got out of her shower and dressed into her red-orange ribbed sleeveless turtleneck and black pants, she realized that this was
what she had been waiting all her life to do. Catch the pedophiles and other miscellaneous bastards who walk the streets preying
on children and women just like her mother. She shuddered briefly before going to her bathroom mirror to put makeup on.
Olivia finished with her make-up and walked out the door, grabbing her keys as she passed her nightstand. "Are you ready for this?"
she asked herself. As she walked, she could feel her heart jumping into her throat, and as she made it to the front of the building,
she could swear it was in her mouth. "C'mon Liv. Let's do this."
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"How may I help you?" a woman asked Olivia.
"Yes, I'm looking for Captain Donald Cragen?" She replied.
"You must be Olivia. He's expecting you in the office all the way to the back of the Squad Room."
Olivia thanked the woman and made her way,anxious, to Cragen's office. She felt like there were 1 million pairs of eyes were *glaring* at her,
which made her start to flush, but she didn't look anyone in the face. Nor did she want to make an attempt to.
The door to Cragen's office was shut, but as she was about 10 feet from it, a man with brown eyes showed up in the threshold.
what little hair he had was gray. He appeared in a 3-piece suit, minus the blazer. He wore brown suspenders, matching his eyes,
and the sleeves of his button-up shirt were rolled up. A very comfortable look, indeed, Olivia thought to herself.
"I take it you're Detective Benson?" He asked. She nodded "Captain Donald Cragen." He held his hand out for her to shake.
"Nice to meet you, sir." She replied, as he shut the door behind her. She took a seat in one of the large leather chairs in
the Captain's office
"Please, Detective. Cut the formalities. Besides, that makes me feel old." He joked. "Now, let's get down to business."
So, after all was said and done, Olivia had her gun and her badge, and she was ready to face anything. Until Cragen said it.
"Now, let's go meet your new colleagues." Olivia twitched with anxiety.
Olivia tried her hardest not to show any fear, and it must have worked, because Cragen never saw any look of fear on her face.
He opened the door, just in time to see a small Asian man walk by looking very busy.
"Doc," Cragen said, "c'mere." The man walked over. "Doc, this is Olivia Benson. She's our new detective."
"Well, it's nice to meet you. I'm Dr. George Huang. But everyone around here calls me Doc."
"Pleasure to meet you." Olivia replied.
"Same here. Sorry to cut this short, but I have to get back to work now. Good luck!"
No sooner did Doc finish his sentence than two odd looking men came up to the Captain.
"Hey Cap," the African-American man started, referring to Cragen. His leather jacket and slicked-back hair made Olivia nervous
about him.
"Hey Fin! Leave the man alone. He's got a *lady friend* with him!" said an older man across the room, who seemed to be his partner.
He wore large glasses and had brown hair dusted with white streaks. They looked at each other and smiled.
The Captain looked at the older man, raising his eyebrows in a get-serious manner. "Actually," he started, "this is your new
colleague. Detective Benson, meet Detectives Odafin Tutuola," he said suggesting the one in the leather jacket. "and Detective
John Munch." he finished, pointing towards the man in glasses.
"Nice to meet you." said Odafin. Olivia must have looked confused, because he followed that up with "I know the name is a little scary,
which is why everyone calls me Fin." He said.
"Oh good. Nice to meet you, Fin. I'm Olivia Benson." She felt relieved
"Olivia?" Said the older man, as he started walking towards her.
"Yes." She replied. She could feel herself getting more and more comfortable around all these new people.
"Nice name. Call me Munch. Everyone does."
"Munch is the comic relief around here." Cragen started.
"Yea, well, with what we see every day, we could sure use some comedy around here." Munch said, almost finishing Cragen's sentence.
"Don!" Olivia heard from the back of the Squad Room. She noticed that whoever this was, she was the only other woman besides herself.
"Alex. Before you start, I'd like you to meet our newest Detective."
"Olivia Benson." She introduced herself.
"Finally! Another woman! ADA Alex Cabot. Nice to meet you."
"Same here." Olivia smiled
"Can I steal him from you?" She asked, meaning Cragen.
"Of course, I mean sure, I mean, well it is his job, so ... I'll stop now since all I'm doing is rambling ..." She laughed.
Olivia started talking to Munch and Fin while Alex and Cragen conversed. Once Alex was done, Cragen looked at Olivia.
"I hate to tell you this, but your partner took today off." He said. "But, I can show you where you'll be working."
Olivia was disappointed, but she'd gotten over it as soon as she got to her desk.
As she sat in the chair, she felt it. She felt that this was right. It was where she belonged. As she was in the middle of deep thought
she was suddenly snapped out of it by a person's voice. Then she realized the person was talking to her.
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Be nice! Please review!
Disclaimer: You know...the usual. Dick Wolf owns it all...not me!!
My first SVU fic and it's co-written with my sister! (Thanks G!)
Please R&R! Be gentle!
Mini-summary: SVU/Olivia's first day MY WAY! HAAAAAAHAAAAAAA!
Chapter One: Colleagues.
-----------
Olivia Benson woke up in her new apartment. As she looked around in a half-concious state she almost didn't realize where the
hell she was. After she remembered, it all came flooding back to her at once. New York, One-Six, new job, new partner...and it
all starts today.
She looked at her alarm clock. 5:45. She figured she'd better get up sometime soon. She turned on the few lights that she had in
her barely-unpacked apartment and made her way to the kitchen. Nothing too exciting here. She cooked, she ate, she cleaned up. But all
she could think about was what her day could possibly turn out to be like. Will they like her? Will they accept her? She didn't have
time to worry about it. She had to get ready.
As she got out of her shower and dressed into her red-orange ribbed sleeveless turtleneck and black pants, she realized that this was
what she had been waiting all her life to do. Catch the pedophiles and other miscellaneous bastards who walk the streets preying
on children and women just like her mother. She shuddered briefly before going to her bathroom mirror to put makeup on.
Olivia finished with her make-up and walked out the door, grabbing her keys as she passed her nightstand. "Are you ready for this?"
she asked herself. As she walked, she could feel her heart jumping into her throat, and as she made it to the front of the building,
she could swear it was in her mouth. "C'mon Liv. Let's do this."
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"How may I help you?" a woman asked Olivia.
"Yes, I'm looking for Captain Donald Cragen?" She replied.
"You must be Olivia. He's expecting you in the office all the way to the back of the Squad Room."
Olivia thanked the woman and made her way,anxious, to Cragen's office. She felt like there were 1 million pairs of eyes were *glaring* at her,
which made her start to flush, but she didn't look anyone in the face. Nor did she want to make an attempt to.
The door to Cragen's office was shut, but as she was about 10 feet from it, a man with brown eyes showed up in the threshold.
what little hair he had was gray. He appeared in a 3-piece suit, minus the blazer. He wore brown suspenders, matching his eyes,
and the sleeves of his button-up shirt were rolled up. A very comfortable look, indeed, Olivia thought to herself.
"I take it you're Detective Benson?" He asked. She nodded "Captain Donald Cragen." He held his hand out for her to shake.
"Nice to meet you, sir." She replied, as he shut the door behind her. She took a seat in one of the large leather chairs in
the Captain's office
"Please, Detective. Cut the formalities. Besides, that makes me feel old." He joked. "Now, let's get down to business."
So, after all was said and done, Olivia had her gun and her badge, and she was ready to face anything. Until Cragen said it.
"Now, let's go meet your new colleagues." Olivia twitched with anxiety.
Olivia tried her hardest not to show any fear, and it must have worked, because Cragen never saw any look of fear on her face.
He opened the door, just in time to see a small Asian man walk by looking very busy.
"Doc," Cragen said, "c'mere." The man walked over. "Doc, this is Olivia Benson. She's our new detective."
"Well, it's nice to meet you. I'm Dr. George Huang. But everyone around here calls me Doc."
"Pleasure to meet you." Olivia replied.
"Same here. Sorry to cut this short, but I have to get back to work now. Good luck!"
No sooner did Doc finish his sentence than two odd looking men came up to the Captain.
"Hey Cap," the African-American man started, referring to Cragen. His leather jacket and slicked-back hair made Olivia nervous
about him.
"Hey Fin! Leave the man alone. He's got a *lady friend* with him!" said an older man across the room, who seemed to be his partner.
He wore large glasses and had brown hair dusted with white streaks. They looked at each other and smiled.
The Captain looked at the older man, raising his eyebrows in a get-serious manner. "Actually," he started, "this is your new
colleague. Detective Benson, meet Detectives Odafin Tutuola," he said suggesting the one in the leather jacket. "and Detective
John Munch." he finished, pointing towards the man in glasses.
"Nice to meet you." said Odafin. Olivia must have looked confused, because he followed that up with "I know the name is a little scary,
which is why everyone calls me Fin." He said.
"Oh good. Nice to meet you, Fin. I'm Olivia Benson." She felt relieved
"Olivia?" Said the older man, as he started walking towards her.
"Yes." She replied. She could feel herself getting more and more comfortable around all these new people.
"Nice name. Call me Munch. Everyone does."
"Munch is the comic relief around here." Cragen started.
"Yea, well, with what we see every day, we could sure use some comedy around here." Munch said, almost finishing Cragen's sentence.
"Don!" Olivia heard from the back of the Squad Room. She noticed that whoever this was, she was the only other woman besides herself.
"Alex. Before you start, I'd like you to meet our newest Detective."
"Olivia Benson." She introduced herself.
"Finally! Another woman! ADA Alex Cabot. Nice to meet you."
"Same here." Olivia smiled
"Can I steal him from you?" She asked, meaning Cragen.
"Of course, I mean sure, I mean, well it is his job, so ... I'll stop now since all I'm doing is rambling ..." She laughed.
Olivia started talking to Munch and Fin while Alex and Cragen conversed. Once Alex was done, Cragen looked at Olivia.
"I hate to tell you this, but your partner took today off." He said. "But, I can show you where you'll be working."
Olivia was disappointed, but she'd gotten over it as soon as she got to her desk.
As she sat in the chair, she felt it. She felt that this was right. It was where she belonged. As she was in the middle of deep thought
she was suddenly snapped out of it by a person's voice. Then she realized the person was talking to her.
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