10/23/2024 07:41 PM  ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴꜱ Reasons "You asked why I came to work for the SVU. That I suddenly took an interest in it. Part of it was because of you Lizzie. You being here but also.. the stories you told me of your father and the work he did. The work you hoped to continue. Such work is important to me too." Said Daniel as he removed his shirt. Liz watched him though stopped as he turned his back to her. There were scars across his back, deep and dark in color, clearly long since healed but once they must have been very severe. "What the hell.. what... what are those?" She asked having never seen them before. Then again, anytime they had ever been together it had always been in the dark of a bedroom. She had never thought about not having ever seen his back. "The SVU deals with all sorts of crimes, child abuse being one of them. My father.. was a monster of a man. Being raised by him, in his cruel home, was just one of the reasons I became a cop. I started in homicide but had every intention to moving to SVU eventually. Now I had planned for that to occur in New Jersey but when you returned to New York that changed." Liz stared at Daniel’s back. Of course, she had seen many things much worse than this but to see them and to know what Daniel had gone through. It bothered her more than she could voice at the moment. ".. Your Dad did that to you?" She asked looking up to Daniel as he turned. "Not everyone had the same kind of upbringing as you Lizzie." He said quietly before shaking his head. "The man is dead now. So not much can be done." He said looking to her. "The night you were shot, the reason I didn’t go and tell Ellie myself.. I didn’t want to hurt her. To see the pain and fear in her eyes when I told her about you. It was selfish I know but-" Liz only shook her head and crossed her arms. "It’s in the past now. Doesn’t matter, right?" Hesitantly Daniel nodded in agreement. "We are.. okay for now?" He asked. Liz seemed to consider her answer for a few minutes before nodding. "Now that I understand you’re in this job for more than just me.. we’re ok." She assured him.   template credit.   0 Comments

10/16/2024 01:34 PM  ᴘᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀꜱ       "Daniel you need to leave. I don’t know what made you suddenly take up an interest in working at SVU but you need to leave. Leave my apartment, leave the department, and preferably leave New York City. I am starting over here and I am not doing it with you. I can’t keep starting over so this has to stick, nothing can go wrong. And with you.. it always goes wrong." Liz said, her voice filled with bitterness and anger.  "Lizzie I-" before Daniel could even get out his words Liz raised a hand. "Save it. I don’t want to hear it. You walked away. So don’t come crawling back now. You left me, you left me bleeding out in the emergency room. You gave your resignation to our Captain the next morning. You never even checked to see if I were okay. You never even went to my daughter to tell her what had happened, to comfort her. You are an a**hole. You were my partner!"  Daniel Moore, he had been Elizabeth Stabler’s partner for nearly three years, ever since she had begun working in homicide. The two had worked well together, the two had become inseparable. There had been some whisper that Liz and Daniel were partners in more ways than one. But both had been so good at their jobs their Captain saw no reason to rock the boat and cause upset to the situation, not when they were doing such good work.  Daniel had been with Liz on the night she had been shot in the line of duty. Liz had been shot because Daniel hesitated to shoot the perp they were after. His hesitation, his mistake, had led to Liz taking a bullet to the shoulder. The bullet had hit an artery, Liz had been lucky to survive and not bleed out.  "You called the ambulance.. you rode with me in the ambulance. And then you walked away. The last thing I remember before blacking out was watching you.. walking away."         "Lizzie I am sorry!" Daniel snapped before looking toward her pleadingly. "I was scared. I was guilty. You got hurt because of my bad judgment. I couldn’t face you, I couldn’t face Ellen. I couldn’t face your death if it happened. If I could take it back I would. If I could have taken that bullet for you, I would have."  Liz only shook her head "... I let you in. I let you in to my life, let you become a part of my daughter’s life. You.. were once the most important person to me. When me and my daughter needed you most you left. I’m not talking about the fact that I got shot because you hesitated. You were a coward. You couldn’t stand by me at one of the darkest moments in my life. I needed you. Ellen needed you."  "You broke my heart. You just.. disappeared. And now you’re back and want to act as though nothing has changed? You got a rude awakening coming buddy. Everything has changed. Forget what you did to me, abandoning me. You broke my daughter’s heart and you’re lucky I don’t put a bullet in you for that  crime alone."  Daniel only shook his head. "Lizzie.. I couldn’t face you dying. And it was selfish for me to leave like that. But.." he moved closer, Liz tensed at his touch but didn’t pull away.  "Please, Lizzie.." Daniel begged softly. The tension between them was thick, it was clear there was something between them or at least there had been. Shaking her head Liz pulled away. "You need to leave before Ellen wakes up." Daniel only nodded and without another word, he left.       Partners   "You walked away."       template credit. 0 Comments

10/14/2024 08:31 PM  ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ   Pretending       "Come on baby, let’s get you back to bed." Liz said her young daughter in her arms. Setting her down she watched as Ellie rushed over to her bed and scurried across it and beneath the covers. Smiling slightly Liz walked over and leaned down gently tucking her in before taking a seat beside her. "Now.. you be a good girl and go to bed. You’ve got school in the morning." Liz leaned down to kiss Ellie goodnight but stopped when Ellie spoke.  "You and Pop Pop were mad at each other. That’s why the glass broke, right?" She asked. Liz stared down at her daughter for a moment before nodding hesitantly. "We were having a heated conversation. Before you were born I left home and I didn’t give your Pop Pop a very good reason as to why." She said quietly.  "Why did you leave home?" Ellie asked. Again Liz was hesitant. She wanted to shelter her daughter from everything but then again that’s what her father had done with her and look how well that turned out. "Something bad happened to me. One day I’ll tell you more about it. But I was scared and I left home. And your Pop Pop and Nana were very sad that I was gone."  "I’d be sad too if you left and didn’t tell me why." Ellie said. Smiling now Liz shook her head. "Baby that won’t ever happen. With Pop Pop and Nana, we always had secrets between us. I couldn’t tell them everything. I had to pretend things were okay. You and me, we never have to pretend with each other. Whenever something happens you can come to me. Okay?" Ellie nodded now smiling.  "Goodnight Momma." Ellie said and leaned up for a hug. Happily Liz returned the hug, holding onto Ellie for a few minutes before kissing her cheeks. "Now get to sleep. I promise, Pop Pop and I will keep it down." Liz said as she stood and left the room, shutting the light out as she did. Liz loved both her parents, she did. But she wanted a better relationship with her daughter, she wanted to be there for her more than her own parents had been for her. She wanted to be approachable, she wanted Ellie to feel safe enough to tell her things. Maybe if she had all those years ago, Liz would have never left home.   Character’s full name.   "Insert quote here."   template credit.    0 Comments

10/11/2024 09:35 PM  ʟᴏsᴛ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢɪʀʟ Lost Little Girl It had been a hell of a two weeks. In the two weeks Liz had been home she had reunited with her siblings, visited her mother’s grave, reunited with her father and taken up her newest job at the SVU precinct. The case she had just finished up had been stressful, horrible, it was almost worse than working homicide. Liz was beginning to wonder if maybe returning home had been a mistake. On top of work being nightmarish and keeping her awake Liz had other issues. Ever since she had returned things hadn’t been the same between her and her father Elliot. She had welcomed all her siblings back with open arms, for all of them it was like no time had passed. Being reunited with her twin brother after five years had been incredible! But with Elliot things were strained, cold. Liz kept her distance and Elliot was confused as to why. He supposed that was why he ended up at her front door so late at night. Liz sat with her back pressed against the front door. The strain of her job, the anxiousness she felt being back in New York. This was her spot most nights now. She sat with a bottle in her hand, occasionally taking a swig from it. She glanced up though at the sound of a knock and the sound of her father’s voice. "Lizzie?" He called out. With a light groan, Liz stood and unlocked the door before pulling it open. "Daddy? What.. what are you doing here? It’s like 3 am." She said pulling the door open more, not caring if it revealed the bottle of whiskey in her hand.  "Having a late-night drink?" Elliot asked, using the same tone he had done dozens of times before on her when she was a child. Rolling her eyes Liz side as she moved aside so Elliot could step in. "I’ve had a rough week. Is having a drink a crime?" She asked. Elliot stepped inside closing the door.  "No. But then again I’m just not used to seeing my little girl with a bottle in her hand." Elliot said, his tone somewhat playful. So when Liz snapped back at him so harshly, so quickly, it caught Elliot off guard. "Well I’m not your little girl anymore!" She said glaring slightly in his direction. "I’m in my 30s Dad so I can have a drink, okay?" Elliot stared at Liz for a moment, trying to understand why she was so upset with him. "Lizzie, what the hell is going on? You have been.. angry at me ever since you came home. You won’t talk to me, barely look me in the eye, you keep me at arm’s length. If it’s about your mother’s death-" instantly Liz cut him off.  "This has nothing to do with Mom’s death." She snapped sharply. Now Elliot was feeling his own blood begin to boil. "Well it should have been about her, mainly when she died! For five years Lizzie we don’t hear from you at all other than to tell us you don’t want us to contact you. For years we worried for you, we wondered what was wrong, why you had cut us out. And then.. your mother died and you still didn’t come home. But now here you are." Glaring at her father Liz crossed her arms. "If I’m not wanted I could leave again." Instantly Elliot regretted his word choice. "Lizzie, sweetheart, you know that isn’t what I meant. I love you. I love Ellie." Looking away Liz spoke. "A little over a year ago I was shot. I almost died. And Ellie was alone all that time. I wanted to bring her home so she knows she isn’t alone and that if something happens to me she still has people who love her. She’s just a little girl, she doesn’t deserve to be alone in the world." Elliot nodded in understanding, Liz wanting to come home after nearly dying made sense. What didn’t make sense still was why she left. "Why did you leave?" He asked. Liz kept her gaze away refusing to look at her father. "I was pregnant." Elliot shook his head. "It had to be more than that. What was it? Why did you leave? Elizabeth you look at me and tell me right now, why did you leave?!"  Elliot reached out to grab Liz by the arm and she jumped away. "I was raped!" She snapped angrily. "I was raped! I was scared.. scared that man would find me again. And when I was pregnant I was scared he’d find me and hurt my baby and I was scared... of you." She said now tearing up, overwhelmed with so many emotions, mostly anger and sadness at the moment. Sadness, disappointment, anger, all these things were etched into Elliot’s face now. "... Why didn’t you tell me? I could have helped you. You didn’t have a reason to be scared of me baby.. I’d never hurt you?" Elliot was so confused as to why Liz would be afraid of him. Liz shook her head "I wasn’t afraid you’d hurt me Dad. I didn’t want you to know because if you knew you’d never stop hunting the guy down. You, Olivia, and all your cop buddies. Uncle Munch and Fin... I didn’t want anyone to know. I wanted to forget. And I was afraid for you, what knowing would do to you. You were a f***ing sex cop for Christ’s sake! You caught and jailed rapists. If you knew what had happened to me.. you’d have never stopped looking. So I ran. And I’m sorry.." Liz said. Now in tears Liz continued on. "I am sorry that I am not your little girl anymore. She’s lost. She’s gone. And all that’s left is me. A bitter, boozy, single mother." She said reaching for the bottle again, taking a long chug before continuing. "Who works to much and tries to much half the time never knows what the hell she is doing! And I’m sorry.. I’m sorry..." Liz now broke down into tears. Instantly Elliot rushed to her and embraced her. In the midst of the embrace Liz dropped the bottle she had been holding, Glass and liquid crashed against the floor but neither Liz nor Elliot cared. Elliot held his daughter tightly, never wanting to let go again. Liz cried into his shoulder, listened as he gently shushed her and tried his hardest to calm her. After a few minutes Liz had stopped crying, both she and Elliot perked up when they heard a small voice. "Mom? Pop pop?" Clearly, the sound of the bottle breaking had woken Ellie, she stood there in the doorway of her room rubbing her eyes. "What was that noise?" She asked sleepily. Shaking her head Liz spoke and tried to hide the emotional outburst she had just had with her father. "Oh uh.. Pop pop and I were having a drink and.. klutzy me dropped the bottle." Ellie giggled at this, and Elliot gave a slight smile. "Sorry kiddo. Didn’t mean to wake you." Gently Elliot pulled from Liz. "Go tuck her in. I’ll clean up this mess and.. sleep on the couch tonight? We can talk more tomorrow." Liz nodded and looked to Elliot. "Thanks, Dad. I.. love you." Elliot nodded and kissed Liz on the head. "I love you too. Now, go to bed. Careful of the glass." He said. Walking over Liz scooped up Ellie and carried her back to bed. After tucking her in, staying in her bed Liz lay there in the dark. Just the soft sound of Ellie breathing beside her. For the first time since returning home, Liz finally felt good, felt safe. Clearing the air with her father had been just what she had needed, what they both had needed. And now from this point on Liz felt things would be better."She’s Lost. She’s gone."   template credit.   0 Comments

10/11/2024 08:39 PM  ʜᴏᴍᴇ   Home       The silence of the bathroom was interrupted by the sound of the water turning on. The rush of the warm water running over Liz’s body caused her to sigh softly. Her body was tired, still sore from being shot. How could being shot in the shoulder make her hurt all over? She thought to herself. She let the water flow over her, washing away any ache or pain, at least any physical pain.  Liz kept her eyes closed for a few minutes before she finally opened them and looked down at the scar she’d most likely have forever. Reaching up her fingertips gently grazed over the spot, wincing as she did so. Being shot had been a turning point for Liz, another one. The first had been when she was raped. That attack changed her life and led her to become a cop herself. Gave her a child she loved more than anything in the world. That rape gave her a new life.  But now having been shot and almost died Liz longed for the life she had before. One of family, and friends, life in New York City. Here in New Jersey, she was alone, hiding. Yes, she had her daughter but she was condemning her daughter to the very same life of loneliness. Ellie deserved to know her aunts and uncles, her cousins, and her grandfather. Plus, if something like this ever happened again Liz didn’t want Ellie to be alone. She wanted her to be surrounded by loved ones, just as she had all those years ago.  Liz decided it was time to go home, back to New York. She needed to change her life again but this time go back. Yes, New York could be a dangerous place but her family was there and she was finally ready to return. Life was dangerous everywhere it seemed, at least in New York Liz had family. At least in New York Liz and her daughter Ellie wouldn’t be alone.           template credit.    0 Comments

10/11/2024 07:47 PM  sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴏᴠᴇʀ.       "Liz you’ve been crying for hours. What the hell is wrong? You’re scaring me." Said D*ckie, her twin brother. Lifting her head from his lap she felt his arm wrap around her and she couldn’t help but tense at the touch. Being twins he knew her better than anyone and he was already starting to get an idea of what was wrong.   "I was raped." Liz finally admitted in a defeated, breathless whisper. "I was walking home. I got down to the subway. And then I-" Liz stopped talking only so she could continue sobbing again. The stress of what had happened, what was going to happen.   "Sh*t. When?! Who!?" Instantly D*ckie felt anger of course. This was his sister, his twin. Whoever had done this to her needed to pay, and needed to be punished.  "I didn’t see his face. I.. I closed my eyes." She said instantly feeling shame that she hadn’t gotten a look at his face, that she hadn’t fought harder to stop him or to get away. She was the daughter of a cop! How could she have let this happen?  Of course, this was what every victim felt. It wasn’t Liz’s fault. Even with her father being a cop no one lives prepared to be sexually assaulted.         "Liz you gotta tell Dad. He can help. He’s a cop. This is what he does." D*ckie argued, trying to talk some sense into his sister. He knew their father could help, he had resources, hell he’d run the streets himself until he found the man that hurt Liz. But that fact alone was why Liz didn’t want to tell her father. She knew how protective he was, how relentless he could be. She felt this had already tainted her life, she wouldn’t let it overtake and ruin her father’s as well.  "I won’t tell Dad." Liz said shaking her head. "I won’t tell anyone. No one but you will ever know D*ckie and you’re my brother, my twin." She said grabbing his hand. "You gotta promise me you won’t ever tell.. you promise?" The siblings shared a look for a moment before D*ckie reluctantly nodded. "I won’t tell."  Liz nodded and took her brother’s hand putting it to her stomach. Again the twins shared a look before D*ckie understood. "No.. no Liz... you can’t have a kid and not tell anyone." D*ckie began before Liz shut him down.   "I’m not getting an abortion or giving it up for adoption. Tomorrow I’m packing a bag and leaving this apartment, this city. And I will call you and Maureen when I get settled." She said looking to him. "I can trust you to clean up this place, and unload whatever I leave behind?"  Again out of reluctance, D*ckie nodded "yeah. But what do I tell Mom and Dad?" He asked. Heaving a sigh Liz shook her head. "That I left and I don’t want to see them. I’ll leave them a voicemail. This is for the best D*ckie. I’ve got to start my life over again and I can’t do that here. I can’t do that with Dad."  D*ckie understood that their father wouldn’t let this go easy, he’d make it a forever situation in Liz’s life. He understood the need to get away, to start over. He just wanted the best for his sister, even if that meant letting her go.       Start Over.   "This is for the best D*ckie. I’ve got to start my life over again and I can’t do that here. I can’t do that with Dad."       template credit. 0 Comments

10/11/2024 07:08 PM  sʜᴏᴛ Shot 󠀠 Everything was a blur, there was still a ringing in her ears. Liz couldn’t be sure if it were from the gunshot or if she had already lost too much blood. She felt the weight of her partner fall over her as he desperately tried to keep her alert, trying to keep her from dying. With a gasp, she opened her eyes and only one thing was on her mind. Ellie, her daughter. While it seemed cliche it was true. And without the thought of her being alone, Liz might have given in to death right there on the ground as she bled out. "Ow-" she whimpered as she felt her partner lift her into his arms. He muttered something of an apology as he rushed her to the ambulance that had just arrived. Breathing heavily, feeling herself beginning to slip out of consciousness, this couldn’t happen. This wasn’t how things ended for her.  Elizabeth Stabler was a single mother, she lived alone, mostly disconnected from her family these last five, almost six years now. She was a good cop, a great detective with nearly 80% of her cases solved. Being shot by some lowlife perp, wasn’t how it should end for her. Liz wanted to see her family again, her siblings, and her father. Her mother was already gone. Liz’s partner was a large man, tall and well-built. He carried her with ease as though she weighed nothing. There had only ever been one other man to carry her this way, Liz’s father, also a detective, Elliot Stabler. Within these few seconds, a few minutes, it was clear Liz was dying due to blood loss. "Daddy.." she mumbled. "Ellie..." her last thoughts were on her daughter, father, twin brother, and other siblings. On the way to the hospital, Liz lost consciousness. Thankfully, once she arrived at the hospital they were able to stabilize her and with time she would recover completely. 󠀠   template credit.   0 Comments

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