Tortured Part 7/?
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Tortured
Chapter 7
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
Part 1: http://www.livejournal.com/users/aricadavidson/385220.html
Part 2: http://www.livejournal.com/users/aricadavidson/386874.html
Part 3: http://www.livejournal.com/users/aricadavidson/391791.html
Part 4: http://www.livejournal.com/users/aricadavidson/393390.html
Part 5: http://www.livejournal.com/users/aricadavidson/398514.html
Part 6: http://www.livejournal.com/users/aricadavidson/409261.html
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Several weeks later
Munch glanced around as he entered the office for the first time since he’d gotten back. They’d forced him on leave longer than he’d have liked. They’d also been investigating the incident as well as the girl who’d been killed there. Fin had told him that her parents were insisting upon suing the police, the DA’s office and him personally.
“Hey John,” Olivia said, smiling at him. He nodded in response. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m just peachy,” he replied sarcastically. “I love experiencing the screwed up mess our legal system is.”
“John, my office please?” Cragen asked. Munch nodded and followed him inside.
“What’s up Captain? Throwing me a welcome back party, complete with paperwork and a new assignment?”
“John, IA wants you on a desk pending the outcome of the lawsuit.”
“Sir...”
“The girl’s parents and the media are presenting you as a corrupt cop, John. They’re making it sound like you let this happen.”
“I know what they’re saying, Captain. You telling me that you believe it?”
“Of course not. You know me better than that. But it’s not safe for you to be out there right now.” Munch sighed. “You know I hate putting any of my detectives on desk duty when its something like this but it’s for your own safety. There are plenty of people out there gunning for you. And it gets worse.”
“Here it comes...” Munch added.
“Her parents have connections. Connections who are pressuring Internal Affairs to investigate you. They want your badge.”
“IA has already been all over the case. That’s expected in this kind of case.”
“This is different.”
“How do you know?” Munch asked curiously.
“I have a few friends,” Cragen said. “They’re after your badge, John. They’re very serious about this. They’re looking for anything... any reason. They’re reviewing all your cases, even cases back to your days in Homicide. Got a call from one of your old friends over there. Are they going to find anything?”
“I don’t know Captain. They want me bad enough I’m sure they could find something.”
Cragen raised an eyebrow. “Like what?”
Munch shrugged, then smirked. “Just being my pessimistic, paranoid, conspiracy seeing self.”
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That afternoon, Fin dropped him off at his apartment.
“You don’t have to put up this front you know,” Fin said quietly on the drive over. “What you went through would shake up anyone…”
“I’m fine,” Munch insisted. “And I’ll be fine if people would just stop assuming that I’m not.”
“John…”
“What do you want from me?” Munch asked, his irritation turning to anger and blatant sarcasm entering his voice. “Do you want me to have a breakdown?”
“I want you to admit for once that you could use some help. We’re all worried about you.”
“Cragen’s making me talk to Huang. Isn’t that enough?” Munch snapped in reply.
“Like you really talk to him anyway,” Fin replied, sighing in frustration. “I’m your partner man…”
“And that doesn’t entitle you to know everything about me and my life. I’m fine,” he emphasized again. “When you’re kidnapped and tortured you can deal with it however the hell you like.”
“John…”
“Just leave me alone alright?” he snapped again, getting out of the car and moving inside the building.
Fin followed. “Everything will work out.”
“Right. That’s why the Captain removed me from duty.”
“That was for your safety. Aside from the press latching onto this like a piranha, you’re the only person alive who knows what this guy looks like.”
“Lucky me.”
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It didn’t surprise Munch at all when Huang came by to see him that evening.
Munch sat back, staring at Huang as the doctor sat down across from him. “Hey, what’s up doc?” he asked flippantly. “Cragen send you by to check on me?”
“Does it bother you that he did?” Huang replied, nodding at Munch. “He’s simply concerned for you.”
“Yeah, so I hear. But it’s not like I have a lot of options about talking to you is it?”
“I could recommend someone else if you think you’d be more comfortable.”
“I’d just prefer everyone stop trying to take a virtual tour of my head.”
“Is that helping?” Huang asked, gesturing to the beer in Munch’s hand.
“It isn’t hurting,” Munch countered, taking another long drink. “Care for one?”
“No thanks. Why don’t you tell me what happened while you were missing?”
“I don’t know doc, why don’t you tell me. I was missing remember?”
“No one blames you for this.”
I blame me for this. “Yeah that’s why I’m on desk duty right now.”
“You know that’s for your safety.”
Munch sat there, silent for a long moment. “Doc, I’m really not in the mood for this right now. I just want to do my job.”
“And I’m trying to do mine,” Huang pointed out. “I want to help you.”
“Well I don’t need the help, but thanks doc.”
“Fine,” Huang said, seeing the futility of sitting here. “But if you want to talk, you can give me a call anytime. And what we discuss stays between us.”
“Sure, whatever,” Munch replied disinterestedly. “I just love sitting around and talking about our feelings.”
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Tortured
Chapter 7
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
Part 1: http://www.livejournal.com/users/aricadavidson/385220.html
Part 2: http://www.livejournal.com/users/aricadavidson/386874.html
Part 3: http://www.livejournal.com/users/aricadavidson/391791.html
Part 4: http://www.livejournal.com/users/aricadavidson/393390.html
Part 5: http://www.livejournal.com/users/aricadavidson/398514.html
Part 6: http://www.livejournal.com/users/aricadavidson/409261.html
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Several weeks later
Munch glanced around as he entered the office for the first time since he’d gotten back. They’d forced him on leave longer than he’d have liked. They’d also been investigating the incident as well as the girl who’d been killed there. Fin had told him that her parents were insisting upon suing the police, the DA’s office and him personally.
“Hey John,” Olivia said, smiling at him. He nodded in response. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m just peachy,” he replied sarcastically. “I love experiencing the screwed up mess our legal system is.”
“John, my office please?” Cragen asked. Munch nodded and followed him inside.
“What’s up Captain? Throwing me a welcome back party, complete with paperwork and a new assignment?”
“John, IA wants you on a desk pending the outcome of the lawsuit.”
“Sir...”
“The girl’s parents and the media are presenting you as a corrupt cop, John. They’re making it sound like you let this happen.”
“I know what they’re saying, Captain. You telling me that you believe it?”
“Of course not. You know me better than that. But it’s not safe for you to be out there right now.” Munch sighed. “You know I hate putting any of my detectives on desk duty when its something like this but it’s for your own safety. There are plenty of people out there gunning for you. And it gets worse.”
“Here it comes...” Munch added.
“Her parents have connections. Connections who are pressuring Internal Affairs to investigate you. They want your badge.”
“IA has already been all over the case. That’s expected in this kind of case.”
“This is different.”
“How do you know?” Munch asked curiously.
“I have a few friends,” Cragen said. “They’re after your badge, John. They’re very serious about this. They’re looking for anything... any reason. They’re reviewing all your cases, even cases back to your days in Homicide. Got a call from one of your old friends over there. Are they going to find anything?”
“I don’t know Captain. They want me bad enough I’m sure they could find something.”
Cragen raised an eyebrow. “Like what?”
Munch shrugged, then smirked. “Just being my pessimistic, paranoid, conspiracy seeing self.”
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That afternoon, Fin dropped him off at his apartment.
“You don’t have to put up this front you know,” Fin said quietly on the drive over. “What you went through would shake up anyone…”
“I’m fine,” Munch insisted. “And I’ll be fine if people would just stop assuming that I’m not.”
“John…”
“What do you want from me?” Munch asked, his irritation turning to anger and blatant sarcasm entering his voice. “Do you want me to have a breakdown?”
“I want you to admit for once that you could use some help. We’re all worried about you.”
“Cragen’s making me talk to Huang. Isn’t that enough?” Munch snapped in reply.
“Like you really talk to him anyway,” Fin replied, sighing in frustration. “I’m your partner man…”
“And that doesn’t entitle you to know everything about me and my life. I’m fine,” he emphasized again. “When you’re kidnapped and tortured you can deal with it however the hell you like.”
“John…”
“Just leave me alone alright?” he snapped again, getting out of the car and moving inside the building.
Fin followed. “Everything will work out.”
“Right. That’s why the Captain removed me from duty.”
“That was for your safety. Aside from the press latching onto this like a piranha, you’re the only person alive who knows what this guy looks like.”
“Lucky me.”
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It didn’t surprise Munch at all when Huang came by to see him that evening.
Munch sat back, staring at Huang as the doctor sat down across from him. “Hey, what’s up doc?” he asked flippantly. “Cragen send you by to check on me?”
“Does it bother you that he did?” Huang replied, nodding at Munch. “He’s simply concerned for you.”
“Yeah, so I hear. But it’s not like I have a lot of options about talking to you is it?”
“I could recommend someone else if you think you’d be more comfortable.”
“I’d just prefer everyone stop trying to take a virtual tour of my head.”
“Is that helping?” Huang asked, gesturing to the beer in Munch’s hand.
“It isn’t hurting,” Munch countered, taking another long drink. “Care for one?”
“No thanks. Why don’t you tell me what happened while you were missing?”
“I don’t know doc, why don’t you tell me. I was missing remember?”
“No one blames you for this.”
I blame me for this. “Yeah that’s why I’m on desk duty right now.”
“You know that’s for your safety.”
Munch sat there, silent for a long moment. “Doc, I’m really not in the mood for this right now. I just want to do my job.”
“And I’m trying to do mine,” Huang pointed out. “I want to help you.”
“Well I don’t need the help, but thanks doc.”
“Fine,” Huang said, seeing the futility of sitting here. “But if you want to talk, you can give me a call anytime. And what we discuss stays between us.”
“Sure, whatever,” Munch replied disinterestedly. “I just love sitting around and talking about our feelings.”
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