FIC: Tortured Part 3/?
Jun. 23rd, 2005 12:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Tortured
Chapter 3
by KaraB
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Fandom: Law and Order: Special Victims Unit
Rating: T [contains content not suitable for children under 13]
Summary: The SVU squad works on solving a case and one of their own becomes a target. Cliché summary, but not the target you think.
Warnings: Mucho angst
Author’s note: No, there is no pairing here.
And yes, this part is very short... but I have a lot planned for part 4 and it's easier for me to post short parts often than to post long parts every once in a while... this keeps me working on it.
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“Wakey wakey, Detective,” a voice spoke through a haze. “You didn’t follow the rules.”
Focus. he thought to himself, trying to force himself to open his eyes. His head was pounding and he knew he’d have that headache a while.
“You didn’t follow the rules, Detective. And there are consequences for that,” the voice continued.
“That’s why you’re here.”
“I didn’t break the rules,”
“Yet, but you honestly expect me to believe your precinct would have stayed out of it after you’d called your partner?”
“And you expected me to walk in here unarmed and without telling anyone where I was going?”
“No, not really.” The man shrugged and Munch tried to focus his eyes in the dim light to get a look at the man’s face.
“Inspect your surroundings all you wish detective. You won’t be leaving this place… alive.” The man’s tone probably would have chilled most people but Munch ignored it, giving the man his patented ‘stupid criminal’ look.
The man just smirked. “I’d like you to meet another friend of mine.”
“Oh is Jack the Ripper in town?” Munch replied snarkily.
Without a reply, the captor shoved a woman into the room and stepped out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
“Are you alright?” Munch asked the woman, who, other than the bruise on her cheek, appeared alright. She nodded. “I’m John Munch. I’m a police detective. What’s your name?”
“Christine,” she whispered softly.
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The raid of the apartment of Jason Sharpe didn’t go what Fin would call well. The guy was far too timid and stupid to be the one behind it all. Fin knew that even before Huang had said a word. Even so, he was so far sticking to his story that he didn’t know anything.
“He lawyers up and we’re screwed,” Cragen said. “Elliot, why don’t you and Olivia take a crack at this guy.”
Fin started to object. “Captain, I…”
“You’re too close to this,” Cragen said, before Fin could finish.
“What do you expect…”
“I expect you to trust me on this. If I thought you were the right one to tal k to this guy, you would already be in there.”
Fin growled under his breath before stalking back to his desk.
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“How did you get here? How long have you been here?”
“A few hours?” the woman said softly, her voice shaking. “I was jumped from behind.”
“That seems to be a pattern with these guys,” he grumbled. “My entire precinct is out looking for me. I’d just called my partner. They’ll find us.”
Somehow he didn’t feel his words were comforting enough. I mean, to have captured the lead detective on the case? He didn’t find it all that comforting himself.
“So this is the killer that they’re talking about on the news?”
Munch hesitated, not wanting to scare her but also knowing he shouldn’t sugarcoat that truth. “Yes,” he said finally.
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Let me know what you think!
Tortured
Chapter 3
by KaraB
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Fandom: Law and Order: Special Victims Unit
Rating: T [contains content not suitable for children under 13]
Summary: The SVU squad works on solving a case and one of their own becomes a target. Cliché summary, but not the target you think.
Warnings: Mucho angst
Author’s note: No, there is no pairing here.
And yes, this part is very short... but I have a lot planned for part 4 and it's easier for me to post short parts often than to post long parts every once in a while... this keeps me working on it.
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“Wakey wakey, Detective,” a voice spoke through a haze. “You didn’t follow the rules.”
Focus. he thought to himself, trying to force himself to open his eyes. His head was pounding and he knew he’d have that headache a while.
“You didn’t follow the rules, Detective. And there are consequences for that,” the voice continued.
“That’s why you’re here.”
“I didn’t break the rules,”
“Yet, but you honestly expect me to believe your precinct would have stayed out of it after you’d called your partner?”
“And you expected me to walk in here unarmed and without telling anyone where I was going?”
“No, not really.” The man shrugged and Munch tried to focus his eyes in the dim light to get a look at the man’s face.
“Inspect your surroundings all you wish detective. You won’t be leaving this place… alive.” The man’s tone probably would have chilled most people but Munch ignored it, giving the man his patented ‘stupid criminal’ look.
The man just smirked. “I’d like you to meet another friend of mine.”
“Oh is Jack the Ripper in town?” Munch replied snarkily.
Without a reply, the captor shoved a woman into the room and stepped out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
“Are you alright?” Munch asked the woman, who, other than the bruise on her cheek, appeared alright. She nodded. “I’m John Munch. I’m a police detective. What’s your name?”
“Christine,” she whispered softly.
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The raid of the apartment of Jason Sharpe didn’t go what Fin would call well. The guy was far too timid and stupid to be the one behind it all. Fin knew that even before Huang had said a word. Even so, he was so far sticking to his story that he didn’t know anything.
“He lawyers up and we’re screwed,” Cragen said. “Elliot, why don’t you and Olivia take a crack at this guy.”
Fin started to object. “Captain, I…”
“You’re too close to this,” Cragen said, before Fin could finish.
“What do you expect…”
“I expect you to trust me on this. If I thought you were the right one to tal k to this guy, you would already be in there.”
Fin growled under his breath before stalking back to his desk.
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“How did you get here? How long have you been here?”
“A few hours?” the woman said softly, her voice shaking. “I was jumped from behind.”
“That seems to be a pattern with these guys,” he grumbled. “My entire precinct is out looking for me. I’d just called my partner. They’ll find us.”
Somehow he didn’t feel his words were comforting enough. I mean, to have captured the lead detective on the case? He didn’t find it all that comforting himself.
“So this is the killer that they’re talking about on the news?”
Munch hesitated, not wanting to scare her but also knowing he shouldn’t sugarcoat that truth. “Yes,” he said finally.
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Let me know what you think!
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Date: 2005-06-23 06:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-25 05:51 am (UTC)I think you did a good job capturing such a multi-faceted and brooding character like Munch. I have to say, I am seldom disappointed in the writing attempts of LJ posters...
Candace
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Date: 2005-08-16 03:01 am (UTC)“Yet, but you honestly expect
This is a typeo, right?. Yes with no but? Yet on its own?
tal k to this guy
Typeo.