Post by JrBenson on Feb 6, 2009 16:47:50 GMT -5
Title: Family
Author: JrBenson
Email: SVUbenson@hotmail.com
Website: N/A
Permission to archive: Go right ahead
Fandom(s): SVU
Genre (general, hetero or slash): general
Pairing/Characters: SVU, Serena Southerlyn, Alex Cabot.
Rating: PG (occassonal swearing)
Summary: Does Olivia get to adopt Kris? Does she get the one thing she has ever wanted?
Warnings: Some swearing
Notes: Everything created by Dick Wolfe belongs to him. The rest are mine. I have no affiliation with Claremont Preparatory School.
Acknowledgments: For Sexystablersgal. I hope I did a good job of it.
Liv’s POV
Leaving you there was the hardest thing I’ve done. Scratch that, it was the second hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. The first time was when I had to watch you get dragged away by that damn social worker. God, I hate that woman.
I don’t know what hurts more, having you taken away from me or me willingly walking away from you over and over again. I don’t know anymore...it hurts either way.
I remember after Elliot had gone home that night after meeting you, he got me thinking. Ok...it was more like badgering really. I kept thinking could I really do this again? Do I risk putting everything I have out there again to get you back?
A simple answer: Yes.
From the moment I got home I hopped onto my computer and started researching everything all over again. Every little bit of information that would help me. It also hit me that I wouldn’t have much time to work out all the details; I just knew I had to try.
I had to call in every favour I had, every person I knew who owed me favours just to be able to set up a meeting with a social worker as soon as possible. Preferably not the same social worker I had the last time, though. I also called my dearest friend, Alex, that night too.
She was slightly pissed to say the least but when she found out why I had called her at 2:30 in the morning, she begun to rattle off names of only the best family lawyers New York had to offer. One stood out immediately – Serena Southerlyn. From what Alex had told me about her and from what I heard through the rumor mill, she was fierce, passionate and most of all, she cared.
I called the former ADA on the spot. She sounded hesitant at first – who wouldn’t be at 3 am - but after dropping Alex’s name, she was more...forthcoming. But Alex was right; Serena Southerlyn was a force to be reckoned with.
She had asked me why I wanted to take another shot at this whole ‘parenting’ thing.
“Well Ms. Southerlyn, I can’t believe what that social worker said about me, can I? If I did I wouldn’t be here on the phone with you. Look, I know I’m not perfect and I don’t claim to be. Yeah, I had a lousy upbringing but who hasn’t? I’m human and I’m bound to screw this up. But I deserve this chance just as much as anyone else.”
The other woman was quiet on the other line. With each passing second, I could feel my heart sink deeper and deeper. And when I thought my every hope and dream would be crushed yet again, Serena Southerlyn spoke.
“I’ll be in court all day tomorrow...well, today now. Thursday sound good to you? I can set up a meeting with you to go over everything with you and to answer any questions you might have.”
Everything seemed to be going so fast, my head was spinning. And for one brief moment, I felt anxiety creep around me. Serena must have picked up on it because she spoke softly over the phone.
“From what I’ve heard of you Detective these proceedings should go on with out a hitch. There is absolutely no reason for them to deny you anything.”
That had warmed me to know that someone like Serena Southerlyn thought that. Someone smart and tough as her was on my side. I felt relief I had never known as I said goodbye and hung up.
I was so twitchy I couldn’t sleep. I was excited as if I could just take on anything. But a part of me was down right terrified.
A thousand scenarios played through my mind. A million ‘what if’s’ coursed through me. What if I screwed this up? What if I lost? What if I won? What if, what if, what if!
For crying out loud! I had to stop this. I had been living with ‘what if’s’ my entire life and it got me no where. Out of nowhere I crashed. I was so exhausted I barely managed to make it to my bed before passing out.
When I woke up the next morning, I had a spring in my step; if you will. Walking into the station with my usual swagger plus the springy step, Elliot just raised an eyebrow and smiled knowingly.
“Well?”
I rolled my eyes but smile at him. He reminds me of Dickie...sorry, Dick; when he was just a kid. I take my time taking of my jacket, getting comfortable in my chair then reorganizing the stack of manila folders on my desk before he sighs loudly.
I chuckle and just shrugged my shoulders.
“I have a meeting with Serena Southerlyn tomorrow.” I said casually. Elliot grinned wildly. He nodded his approval and I felt as if I were 100 feet tall. And as always, the Captain came out of his office with a grim look on his face and a pink slip of paper in his hand. He always knew when to bring the party to a halt.
“Head down to Claremont Preparatory School. One of the teachers there say...”
Elliot and I grab our jackets half listening. It’s off to fight of the monsters that roam the streets.
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Author: JrBenson
Email: SVUbenson@hotmail.com
Website: N/A
Permission to archive: Go right ahead
Fandom(s): SVU
Genre (general, hetero or slash): general
Pairing/Characters: SVU, Serena Southerlyn, Alex Cabot.
Rating: PG (occassonal swearing)
Summary: Does Olivia get to adopt Kris? Does she get the one thing she has ever wanted?
Warnings: Some swearing
Notes: Everything created by Dick Wolfe belongs to him. The rest are mine. I have no affiliation with Claremont Preparatory School.
Acknowledgments: For Sexystablersgal. I hope I did a good job of it.
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Family
Liv’s POV
Leaving you there was the hardest thing I’ve done. Scratch that, it was the second hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. The first time was when I had to watch you get dragged away by that damn social worker. God, I hate that woman.
I don’t know what hurts more, having you taken away from me or me willingly walking away from you over and over again. I don’t know anymore...it hurts either way.
I remember after Elliot had gone home that night after meeting you, he got me thinking. Ok...it was more like badgering really. I kept thinking could I really do this again? Do I risk putting everything I have out there again to get you back?
A simple answer: Yes.
From the moment I got home I hopped onto my computer and started researching everything all over again. Every little bit of information that would help me. It also hit me that I wouldn’t have much time to work out all the details; I just knew I had to try.
I had to call in every favour I had, every person I knew who owed me favours just to be able to set up a meeting with a social worker as soon as possible. Preferably not the same social worker I had the last time, though. I also called my dearest friend, Alex, that night too.
She was slightly pissed to say the least but when she found out why I had called her at 2:30 in the morning, she begun to rattle off names of only the best family lawyers New York had to offer. One stood out immediately – Serena Southerlyn. From what Alex had told me about her and from what I heard through the rumor mill, she was fierce, passionate and most of all, she cared.
I called the former ADA on the spot. She sounded hesitant at first – who wouldn’t be at 3 am - but after dropping Alex’s name, she was more...forthcoming. But Alex was right; Serena Southerlyn was a force to be reckoned with.
She had asked me why I wanted to take another shot at this whole ‘parenting’ thing.
“Well Ms. Southerlyn, I can’t believe what that social worker said about me, can I? If I did I wouldn’t be here on the phone with you. Look, I know I’m not perfect and I don’t claim to be. Yeah, I had a lousy upbringing but who hasn’t? I’m human and I’m bound to screw this up. But I deserve this chance just as much as anyone else.”
The other woman was quiet on the other line. With each passing second, I could feel my heart sink deeper and deeper. And when I thought my every hope and dream would be crushed yet again, Serena Southerlyn spoke.
“I’ll be in court all day tomorrow...well, today now. Thursday sound good to you? I can set up a meeting with you to go over everything with you and to answer any questions you might have.”
Everything seemed to be going so fast, my head was spinning. And for one brief moment, I felt anxiety creep around me. Serena must have picked up on it because she spoke softly over the phone.
“From what I’ve heard of you Detective these proceedings should go on with out a hitch. There is absolutely no reason for them to deny you anything.”
That had warmed me to know that someone like Serena Southerlyn thought that. Someone smart and tough as her was on my side. I felt relief I had never known as I said goodbye and hung up.
I was so twitchy I couldn’t sleep. I was excited as if I could just take on anything. But a part of me was down right terrified.
A thousand scenarios played through my mind. A million ‘what if’s’ coursed through me. What if I screwed this up? What if I lost? What if I won? What if, what if, what if!
For crying out loud! I had to stop this. I had been living with ‘what if’s’ my entire life and it got me no where. Out of nowhere I crashed. I was so exhausted I barely managed to make it to my bed before passing out.
When I woke up the next morning, I had a spring in my step; if you will. Walking into the station with my usual swagger plus the springy step, Elliot just raised an eyebrow and smiled knowingly.
“Well?”
I rolled my eyes but smile at him. He reminds me of Dickie...sorry, Dick; when he was just a kid. I take my time taking of my jacket, getting comfortable in my chair then reorganizing the stack of manila folders on my desk before he sighs loudly.
I chuckle and just shrugged my shoulders.
“I have a meeting with Serena Southerlyn tomorrow.” I said casually. Elliot grinned wildly. He nodded his approval and I felt as if I were 100 feet tall. And as always, the Captain came out of his office with a grim look on his face and a pink slip of paper in his hand. He always knew when to bring the party to a halt.
“Head down to Claremont Preparatory School. One of the teachers there say...”
Elliot and I grab our jackets half listening. It’s off to fight of the monsters that roam the streets.
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