Post by caseybeatsalex on Jul 27, 2007 17:09:43 GMT -5
so i started a new C/O fic last night--and i'm gonna post the intro here. it's not very long, and i would love it if you could take a look...once i have the chapters written i'll either post them here or provide a link...
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR LAW AND ORDER: SVU!
Three years ago, I started working with the Manhattan SVU as their ADA. I had just come off of working white collar crimes, and I had requested Homicide. I thought that they would be easy enough to handle. “All the glory, no living victims” is the way I put it during my first SVU case.
But this was different. The Special Victims Unit was a difficult thing to handle day in and day out. Which little girl was molested by her uncle this week? Which woman was raped by her over protective husband? It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
I’ve never really had a set sexuality. I guess you could say that my door swung both ways. There were times when I felt very attracted to women, and had relationships with them, but I’ve had more than my share of boyfriends as well. It just depended on the person. Because of my job, I had assumed that I would be swearing off women for some time. I was constantly in the public eye, and although I couldn’t care less about what people I don’t even know think about me, my boss certainly would have some issues with one of his staff members being gay.
There were not many things that got me through my days here. Olivia Benson, however, was one of them. Olivia and I got off to an awful start on my very first day as the new ADA. I knew the story about the previous woman, Alex Cabot, who had been shot and killed because of a case she was working. I also heard rumors circulating that the relationship that Olivia and Alex had was more than professional.
Olivia was mean to me from the second she met me. Granted, I did show up unannounced at a crime scene that I wasn’t actually supposed to visit—but honestly, I thought our relationship was going to be one of hate for quite some time. But, Olivia softened up a bit, I stopped doing things incredibly wrong, and eventually we became work friends.
“Work friends” soon blossomed into “best friends” and after months of skirting around the issue, we finally went on a real date. There wasn’t any of the awkward “getting to know you” phase because as I said, we were already best friends to begin with. We knew everything about each other already—vices, strengths, favorites, and peeves.
It’s funny, I am now in a position that most people, who don’t know Olivia well, always assumed would be filled by Elliot. That position is, of course, one of best friend turned lover. I must have done something right, though. I am, after all five months pregnant with our child. Our life is crazy, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR LAW AND ORDER: SVU!
Three years ago, I started working with the Manhattan SVU as their ADA. I had just come off of working white collar crimes, and I had requested Homicide. I thought that they would be easy enough to handle. “All the glory, no living victims” is the way I put it during my first SVU case.
But this was different. The Special Victims Unit was a difficult thing to handle day in and day out. Which little girl was molested by her uncle this week? Which woman was raped by her over protective husband? It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
I’ve never really had a set sexuality. I guess you could say that my door swung both ways. There were times when I felt very attracted to women, and had relationships with them, but I’ve had more than my share of boyfriends as well. It just depended on the person. Because of my job, I had assumed that I would be swearing off women for some time. I was constantly in the public eye, and although I couldn’t care less about what people I don’t even know think about me, my boss certainly would have some issues with one of his staff members being gay.
There were not many things that got me through my days here. Olivia Benson, however, was one of them. Olivia and I got off to an awful start on my very first day as the new ADA. I knew the story about the previous woman, Alex Cabot, who had been shot and killed because of a case she was working. I also heard rumors circulating that the relationship that Olivia and Alex had was more than professional.
Olivia was mean to me from the second she met me. Granted, I did show up unannounced at a crime scene that I wasn’t actually supposed to visit—but honestly, I thought our relationship was going to be one of hate for quite some time. But, Olivia softened up a bit, I stopped doing things incredibly wrong, and eventually we became work friends.
“Work friends” soon blossomed into “best friends” and after months of skirting around the issue, we finally went on a real date. There wasn’t any of the awkward “getting to know you” phase because as I said, we were already best friends to begin with. We knew everything about each other already—vices, strengths, favorites, and peeves.
It’s funny, I am now in a position that most people, who don’t know Olivia well, always assumed would be filled by Elliot. That position is, of course, one of best friend turned lover. I must have done something right, though. I am, after all five months pregnant with our child. Our life is crazy, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.