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For me, writing SVU Fanfic is a great form of self-care. It gives me a chance to find justice when our real world all too often fails to do so. Unfortuantely, this is something I see too often in my work as a therapist and advocate for survivors of domestic violence and sexual assault. I have been working in this field now for about a decade and hope that my words help honor the experience of the many survivors who have shared their feelings and stories with me over the years. Thank you for trusting me, and I hope that my words can help others know that they are not alone.
Thank you also to those who take the time to submit a review to share their experience in reading my work. Your words help inspire and motivate me more than I can ever say. I appreciate each and every one of you so much.
by ArabesqueRated: MA • 6 Reviews
Summary:
A case from the past comes back to haunt the squad--one that brings everyone back together again.
Alcohol. Sleeping pills. Cigarette burns. Wire coat hanger. Olivia's mouth felt dry. There was no need to say the name out loud. They were all thinking it. Lewis. Her voice broke. "That's impossible. He's dead."
He was pronounced dead. And then he came back to life.
The words replayed themselves in her mind, and Olivia felt the panic start to grip her. The tears, desperate to escape, burned behind her eyelids. Her breath began to quicken again. "There has to be some other explanation." Her words were raspy when spoken. She could feel herself fighting...fighting for a clarity that had disappeared the moment that she had received that fateful call that Vanessa Mayer's body had been found.
Rated: MA • 0 Reviews
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What happens when a hidden past becomes hopelessly intertwined with the present? Our favorite detective may finally crack...
"Yes, I killed him." Olivia's voice dropped to a whisper. "I'm sorry." She stood up slowly and took a step closer toward the desk. Moving carefully so as not to startle him, she set her badge and her gun on the edge of his desk and turned her back away from him before he could see the tears swimming in her eyes. "Go ahead, Captain," she whispered quietly.
Cragen took her arm gently and slipped the handcuffs over her wrist. As he spoke, his voice was completely void of emotion. "Olivia Benson, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can be held against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you..."
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