Author's Note: Okay, original I started posting this fanfic over at Fanfiction.net, but that site kinda pisses me off now ( I still read but I just dont post) Hopefully I will have better luck here. Anyways, this fic was written back in fall of 2005 but I have revamped it , it also has 17 chapters (at fanfiction.net there are only 1-9 posted). Hopefully you will all like!
Summary: Cragen and Casey find themselves in the middle of a heist! Will this insident lead them to discover what matters most and that lines are meant to be crossed. It take past before and after the episode RAW. Slight E/O later.
Disclaimer: I don't own SVU or any of its characters!
An Odd Life
Chapter 1: He said
Captain Donald Cragen walks into his apartment after a hard day at work. His apartment is small and dark. The cold air chills this tired muscles as he goes to turn up the heat. He walks to his small kitchen and throws a microwave dinner on and sets the timer for ten minutes. A hum fils the room as he presses start. He turns around and looks at the dark room, he was alone... as always.
It had been years since his wife died. Even then this place wasn't their home. He couldn't stay in "that" house, far to many memories of her. The weird part about this loneliness was it wasn't her he wanted to lighten it. Sure she loved and missed her but she was gone and he had come to accept that.
After his meal is done heating up, he walks into the living room and turned on the lights. He sits down and goes over there new case files. Rapist this, murderer that, his work wasn't pretty. His eyes ran over warrant and stopped when they read the name Casey Novak. The word pretty crossed his mind again. His work was most certainly not pretty, but she? Oh she was.
He tried to shake the thought out of his head but it wouldn't leave. She had been in his office today, tears in her eyes that she wouldn't let fall. He knew she had a hard time coping with the job. The pain in the family's hearts and eyes at the knowledge of daughter being raped and murdered; it hit Casey like a bus. This job was too gruesome for a women like her, kinda and beautiful with a little edge. She took the cases to heart and as much as she tried she couldn't take it any other way . Not to say she hadn't gotten better.
He remembered her first day on the job...Stabler and Benson treated her quite harshly, they were still coping with the loss of Alex Cabot. Anyway she had seriously considered quitting, on her first day! He had doubted her but after she had talked with Benson about, "how do you come home at night and tell your loved ones about your day at work". It frightened her to know her life wasn't a normal one. Dating would be rough and she seemed to avoid it at this time in her life. Still things were shaky, until he talked with her at the batting cages; they began began to trust one another plus he wasn't gonna argue with a women who had a bat in her hand. Ever since then she believes in her abilities, she always came through and the job didn't seem to bother her so much, or at least she learned to not let it show.
Today, however, she came to a crashing halt. Three sisters ages 12 to 16 raped and murdered; It didn't help that the defence ho the case. She came to him after losing the case, when talking her voice cracked so many times but she wouldn't let the tears fall. He tried to console her but he was afraid he was cross a line , so he did the only thing he could do and that was refer her to Huang. She spent at least four hours under the care of George Huang. Cragen had hoped she would come back down to see him before she left. he wanted to let her know that the squad didn't blame her, somethings you can win.
He finished his dinner and tried his hardest to block Casey from his mind. He tried to think of other things , of other people but he kept coming back to her. He knew that some old fashion alcohol could get her out of his head but he was AA and wasn't about to drift back in to the alcoholic world. Moments later he fell asleep and his last thought was of her.
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A/N: As always sorry for any Type-os and have fun!
Chapter 2: She Said
Casey Novak wiped the tears from her eyes. She was home now and even after getting out all her emotions when talking to Dr. Huang, she was still crying. She had left work early today and she was a shamed of it. She had the hardest time dealing with the victims and the horror they have gone through. All the rape and abuse that goes on and she is the one who has to defend those who could not defend themselves. It was her job to see justice was had.
When she lost the case today everything came to a screeching halt. She the agony in they family's face that came when the heard that their daughter's rapist and murder was going to walk. Casey didn't even have the courage to talk to them, she just fed the court room at the brink of tears. The next thing she knew, she was sitting in Donald Cragen's office trying to stay calm. Tears in her eyes and her voice cracking every time she spoke, how she held it together she'll never know. What she did know is that she didn't want him to see her lose it. However, when she left with Dr. Haung she found it much easy to cry by not caring what he though of her.
Captain Donald Cragen, the Name rolled over in her mind and a smile to crossed her face. Butterflies flapped in her stomach and her heart began to race. She knew it was inappropriate for her to be thinking about him like this. She didn't care, she was in love. She shook her head and wiped her eyes again. Every time she was with Cragen, she felt this over powering strength come over her. She wanted him to notice her, to see her what she had to offer and to see her as not just a co-worker but well...a woman.
Casey got up fro her seat and went towards the bathroom. she looked in the mirror. Her eye liner now painted her her tear stained cheeks and her lip gloss was smudged to the sides of her mouth. Her hair was a mess from her hands through it, that was what she did when nervous.
"God I need a shower." She said to her reflection. She turned to the shower and started the water. Steam filled the room as she removed her clothes and she hopped into the warm water. While shampooing her hair she whispered "Cragen", she couldn't get hi out of her head. When she was at work he was there and now that she was home he was in her head. She had fallen for a guy who wouldn't look at her twice and it killed her inside to know he would never love her.
After she was done showering she walked to her room and flopped down on the bed. she was to tired to get into her pajamas and when her head hit the pillow she was out fast but not before one last thought of Donald Cragen.
Chapter 2: She Said
Casey Novak wiped the tears from her eyes. She was home now and even after getting out all her emotions when talking to Dr. Huang, she was still crying. She had left work early today and she was a shamed of it. She had the hardest time dealing with the victims and the horror they have gone through. All the rape and abuse that goes on and she is the one who has to defend those who could not defend themselves. It was her job to see justice was had.
When she lost the case today everything came to a screeching halt. She the agony in they family's face that came when the heard that their daughter's rapist and murder was going to walk. Casey didn't even have the courage to talk to them, she just fed the court room at the brink of tears. The next thing she knew, she was sitting in Donald Cragen's office trying to stay calm. Tears in her eyes and her voice cracking every time she spoke, how she held it together she'll never know. What she did know is that she didn't want him to see her lose it. However, when she left with Dr. Haung she found it much easy to cry by not caring what he though of her.
Captain Donald Cragen, the Name rolled over in her mind and a smile to crossed her face. Butterflies flapped in her stomach and her heart began to race. She knew it was inappropriate for her to be thinking about him like this. She didn't care, she was in love. She shook her head and wiped her eyes again. Every time she was with Cragen, she felt this over powering strength come over her. She wanted him to notice her, to see her what she had to offer and to see her as not just a co-worker but well...a woman.
Casey got up fro her seat and went towards the bathroom. she looked in the mirror. Her eye liner now painted her her tear stained cheeks and her lip gloss was smudged to the sides of her mouth. Her hair was a mess from her hands through it, that was what she did when nervous.
"God I need a shower." She said to her reflection. She turned to the shower and started the water. Steam filled the room as she removed her clothes and she hopped into the warm water. While shampooing her hair she whispered "Cragen", she couldn't get hi out of her head. When she was at work he was there and now that she was home he was in her head. She had fallen for a guy who wouldn't look at her twice and it killed her inside to know he would never love her.
After she was done showering she walked to her room and flopped down on the bed. she was to tired to get into her pajamas and when her head hit the pillow she was out fast but not before one last thought of Donald Cragen.
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Chapter 3 : The Heist
Donald Cragen awoke the next morning with a splitting headache. He got up, showered, dressed, and left for work. He had forgotten how uncomfortable his sofa was. His back and neck hurt along with that annoying headache.
"Nothing a cup of coffee wont fix." He said as he stepped out of his apartment building. Th corner store the precinct had the best coffee on the block and as he waked in he noticed a unnatural blonde getting herself a cup of coffee. It was the lovely Casey Novak.
"Morning, Casey." Cragen said.
" Good morning, Captain." She answered with a smile.
"You look like you are having a better day then yesterday." Cragen said as she handed him two packets of sugar.
"God, I hope," she replied, " After losing that case and seeing the hurt in the family's eyes I had to get out of there. I wish I could just get over it and not have it bother me anymore. "
"You never really do, " Cragen informed, " Hate to say it, you just learn to endure it." He gave her a smile and she gave him a stirrer.
" Its been almost three years and I still feel so over welmed with what these victims go through." Casey said looking so sad. He hated to see her pretty face so sad.
"Don't Worry, we all get that way," He said trying to console her, " Look at Benson, she has a hard with the job too and has attempted to quit a number of times but in the end knows it our job that keeps low-life rapist and pedophiles off the street." She smiled with relief and whispered, "thank you." Together they walked to the counter, " I'll get this." Cragen said talking out his wallet. Casey was about to protest but decided it was no use.
A man walked up behind Casey. He was a young African American kid, probably still in his teens. He was wearing an oversized winter coat and baggy jeans. The look in his eyes was confused as if debating something. Then it seemed as if everything came clear, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a gun. He put it to Casey's head, threw a bag at the clerk and said, " All the money in the bag."
Casey froze, her heart raced and her breathing shorted but she kept her eyes on Cragen. The clerk was shoving the register's contents into the bag and Cragen slowly reached for his own gun and said, " Let her go."
"Shut up Pops and no one gets hurt!," The kid shouted as he forced the gun to Casey's temple. all the money was in the bag and the kid, still with the gun to Casey's head, walked to the door. He was using Casey as some kind of human shield, thought he didn't know anyone else had a gun.
"She quite fine," the kid said opening the door, " How a geezer like you can tap that ass, I don't know." He turned his attention to Casey and said, " You sure you don't wanna come with me shorty? we could have little fun." He put his hand over the crouch of her pants. Casey was shaking and through gritted teeth she spat, " Not in a thousand year, you son of a bitch!"
"A little fight in this one, I like that but you ain't worth the trouble bitch!" the kid said, " Guess you're stuck banging the old man." He shoved her forward and ran out the door. Cragen caught her in one harm and fired the gun with the other. He hit the kid in the leg. The kid fell for just a moment and the got up and ran out of site.
"Call 911!" Cragen yelled at the clerk, who was alright dialing. Casey's arms went around Cragen's neck. He put one arm around her back and the other around her waist, " It's alright Casey, you are save." Soft sobs whispered against his shoulder, where her head lye and Her nails clawed at the back of his collar, as if trying to hold on to something to make her realizes she was okay. He knew as well as she did this was crossing the line but neither seemed to give a damn.
The police arrived and took everyones statements. Casey was sitting in the back of a squad car trying to catch her breath. She had been so scared and now it was hard to imagine it had even happened. Cragen opened the door and sat down next to her.
"They are gonna take you home, and you should just take it easy today Casey." He said, " I talked to the DA and he..."
"No, I don't want to go home." she interrupted, " Just take me to work."
"Casey, you are too rattled okay. I understand you want to prove you can handle this but if I was in your position I would go home and calm down." She opened her mouth to speak but he held up a finger to it and she fell silent. He looked deep into her brown eyes and right now he wanted to kiss her.
"Don," Her voice brought him out of his thoughts, " I want you to take me home. no cops, no nothing, and I just want to act like this never happened." He nodded and drove her back to her place. He walked her up to her apartment and helped her inside.
"you gonna be alright by yourself?" Cragen asked, " I can get a Benson to come and stay with you." She shook her head and her eyes went weak, " Can you stay with me, I so tired and overwhelmed. Just stay until I fall asleep...please."
" Sure..." He answered and she pass out, felling into him. He caught her and carried her to her room.
A/N: Once again sorry for any Type-os and thank you Sarah for your kind words!
Donald Cragen awoke the next morning with a splitting headache. He got up, showered, dressed, and left for work. He had forgotten how uncomfortable his sofa was. His back and neck hurt along with that annoying headache.
"Nothing a cup of coffee wont fix." He said as he stepped out of his apartment building. Th corner store the precinct had the best coffee on the block and as he waked in he noticed a unnatural blonde getting herself a cup of coffee. It was the lovely Casey Novak.
"Morning, Casey." Cragen said.
" Good morning, Captain." She answered with a smile.
"You look like you are having a better day then yesterday." Cragen said as she handed him two packets of sugar.
"God, I hope," she replied, " After losing that case and seeing the hurt in the family's eyes I had to get out of there. I wish I could just get over it and not have it bother me anymore. "
"You never really do, " Cragen informed, " Hate to say it, you just learn to endure it." He gave her a smile and she gave him a stirrer.
" Its been almost three years and I still feel so over welmed with what these victims go through." Casey said looking so sad. He hated to see her pretty face so sad.
"Don't Worry, we all get that way," He said trying to console her, " Look at Benson, she has a hard with the job too and has attempted to quit a number of times but in the end knows it our job that keeps low-life rapist and pedophiles off the street." She smiled with relief and whispered, "thank you." Together they walked to the counter, " I'll get this." Cragen said talking out his wallet. Casey was about to protest but decided it was no use.
A man walked up behind Casey. He was a young African American kid, probably still in his teens. He was wearing an oversized winter coat and baggy jeans. The look in his eyes was confused as if debating something. Then it seemed as if everything came clear, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a gun. He put it to Casey's head, threw a bag at the clerk and said, " All the money in the bag."
Casey froze, her heart raced and her breathing shorted but she kept her eyes on Cragen. The clerk was shoving the register's contents into the bag and Cragen slowly reached for his own gun and said, " Let her go."
"Shut up Pops and no one gets hurt!," The kid shouted as he forced the gun to Casey's temple. all the money was in the bag and the kid, still with the gun to Casey's head, walked to the door. He was using Casey as some kind of human shield, thought he didn't know anyone else had a gun.
"She quite fine," the kid said opening the door, " How a geezer like you can tap that ass, I don't know." He turned his attention to Casey and said, " You sure you don't wanna come with me shorty? we could have little fun." He put his hand over the crouch of her pants. Casey was shaking and through gritted teeth she spat, " Not in a thousand year, you son of a bitch!"
"A little fight in this one, I like that but you ain't worth the trouble bitch!" the kid said, " Guess you're stuck banging the old man." He shoved her forward and ran out the door. Cragen caught her in one harm and fired the gun with the other. He hit the kid in the leg. The kid fell for just a moment and the got up and ran out of site.
"Call 911!" Cragen yelled at the clerk, who was alright dialing. Casey's arms went around Cragen's neck. He put one arm around her back and the other around her waist, " It's alright Casey, you are save." Soft sobs whispered against his shoulder, where her head lye and Her nails clawed at the back of his collar, as if trying to hold on to something to make her realizes she was okay. He knew as well as she did this was crossing the line but neither seemed to give a damn.
The police arrived and took everyones statements. Casey was sitting in the back of a squad car trying to catch her breath. She had been so scared and now it was hard to imagine it had even happened. Cragen opened the door and sat down next to her.
"They are gonna take you home, and you should just take it easy today Casey." He said, " I talked to the DA and he..."
"No, I don't want to go home." she interrupted, " Just take me to work."
"Casey, you are too rattled okay. I understand you want to prove you can handle this but if I was in your position I would go home and calm down." She opened her mouth to speak but he held up a finger to it and she fell silent. He looked deep into her brown eyes and right now he wanted to kiss her.
"Don," Her voice brought him out of his thoughts, " I want you to take me home. no cops, no nothing, and I just want to act like this never happened." He nodded and drove her back to her place. He walked her up to her apartment and helped her inside.
"you gonna be alright by yourself?" Cragen asked, " I can get a Benson to come and stay with you." She shook her head and her eyes went weak, " Can you stay with me, I so tired and overwhelmed. Just stay until I fall asleep...please."
" Sure..." He answered and she pass out, felling into him. He caught her and carried her to her room.
A/N: Once again sorry for any Type-os and thank you Sarah for your kind words!
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