Chapter 2
It hadnt taken long for the unit to catch another case, now my first case also. I knew this wasn't going to be easy but how hard could it be, i mean after all i worked for these kind of cases in the FBI especially sexual assault cases. Man was i wrong.
It was a case involving a dead kid, who's parents beat her. I would lie if i didn't say it hit close to home, growing up in a abusive household was one of the reasons i wanted to work with abuse and sexual assault victims in the first place.
"You beat your daughter to death, how did you think it would make her learn something?" I asked furious, slamming my hand into the table. Not hard enough to get pulled out of the interrogation but hard enough to get confused glances from Benson. After about 20 minutes of the father explaining all the 'bad' stuff his daughter had done, he confessed of course pulling a lawyer after that.
We walked out of the interrogation room to find the blonde from yesterday, Alex Cabot, getting the same confusing look from her briefly when our eyes met, i just ignored it. "So he confessed, calling his lawyer now." Olivia told the ADA, Alex just read through the files, all the times CPS had ignored the girls 'accidents' it made her blood boil, just like mine. "Good work, i'll get him and the mother arraigned for this." She said i just nodded as she finished, my blood was still boiling and i felt like needing some air. I left the room, the aching coming back to my leg, that fucking ache.
I walked to the elevator and pressed the first floor, before that i had quickly grabbed my cigarettes and a lighter when i walked quickly past my desk. I walked outside of the station spotting an empty bench nearby, i lit the cigarette between my lips and walked to the bench, sitting down inhaling the smoke. My hand was lightly squeezing my thigh, trying to ignore the pain but i just couldn't.
"Didn't think you were a smoker" A familiar soft but slightly bossy voice said, making me lift my gaze. "Well you only met me yesterday counsellor." I said back taking another drag of the cigarette, watching as the blonde put case files in her bag, sitting besides me on the bench. "What brought you here Cabot?" I asked, turning my gaze to meet hers, i wasn't sure if she was going to bring up the 'outburst' in the interrogation room.
"I was just starting to leave to the courthouse before i spotted you, i wanted to know hows your second day working with this unit was going" She said noticing my hand squeezing my thigh, the way my leg slightly trembled. I noticed it too, i just crossed my legs leaving the injured one under my other leg. "Its going well, i mean the cases are bit tougher, i didn't work on that many child cases, just trafficking cases mostly so its a bit hard." I told her and she listened, nodding few times.
"I understand, i started a year ago i think and it was definitely the child cases that which were the hardest but after a while they get easier. Well ofcourse i don't need to talk to the kids that much but i know its hard when you talk with them." The blonde said, her bright blue eyes flickering with sadness, but it eased my feelings knowing i wasn't the only one struggling that much. I just hummed as i couldn't think of anything to answer, the pain in my leg only getting worse but i just ignored it like always. I put out the cigarette as Alex stood up, straightening her jacket "Well i need to get going, can't be late for court." she said jokingly, i replied with a chuckle.
"Thanks for helping Cabot." I said also standing up "It's alright, just know that you can talk to me whenever, i know we just yesterday met but we're going to be working a lot together." she said giving my shoulder a gentle squeeze, i returned it with a smile. "Thank you." I said before starting to walk back to the station and she left to hop in a cab.
I returned inside to my desk, a bunch of paperwork waiting for me on my desk, i put some headphones on and listened to my ipod as i filled the paperwork. Slowly people around me started leaving, first Elliot to his family, then Munch and Fin to home, not long after them the captain left and then Benson, i mean it was already 12pm. "Second day of work and you're still here after hours, filing paperwork?" Olivia asked with a slight chuckle, she was also getting ready to leave.
"Well better to get them done now than to have them waiting for later." I answered shrugging, gladly i was soon done with the paperwork and i get to go home to my cat. "Just don't overwork yourself on the second day, but hey have a goodnight see ya in the morning!" She said as she grabbed her jacket, starting to walk out already "See ya" i said as she walked out and continued to write the reports.
About 20 minutes later i finally was done so i grabbed my stuff and left to my car, the drive home was quick, New Yorks silent streets passing by as i drove. I was now home dropping my bag on the couch in my living room, i walked to my bedroom and straight to my closet taking a large t-shirt and shorts before walking into my bathroom, taking off my clothes and jumping into the shower.
The room was filled with steam, i wiped the mirror to see myself before drying myself and putting my clothes on. I took out my painkillers from the mirror cabinet and walked with them to my kitchen pouring a cup of water for myself. I took two painkillers before turning off lights and heading to bed, not long after i fell asleep under the covers.
"No please-" I mumbled before waking up sweating, i wiped the sweat off my forehead before running my hand through my brown hair. Waking up with nightmares was never anything new to me, tonight it was my childhood haunting me, i turned on my side to look at the clock. 4am well my alarm was going to ring soon anyway so i just dressed and went to make breakfast, i ate a sandwich and drank some coffee before leaving to work.
It was going to be another day at the special victims unit, i was a bit anxious still about working with new people and everything but they were all pretty kind towards me so i actually had nothing to be afraid of.