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[jp] Law & Order Quote
Sep. 9th, 2008 01:47 pm"Money and sex. Where would we be without it?"
"Out of business...and you forgot drugs." Valkyrie replied succinctly as she followed her partner out of the warehouse, watching as the coroner wheeled the covered corpse out ahead of them. Blood still seeped through the sheet, and she could still see the shredded remains of the boy’s jeans knotted around his throat…
Shutting her eyes, she waved off a concerned look from Detective Teddy Howard as she pointed to the crime scene tape, silently indicating she needed a minute. She’d gotten lucky, going rookie with Howard as her partner. He had ten years on her, and he understood the new stuff in this position was never like working the beat. You could get away from the victims then.
Right now, that’s what Valkyrie needed to do. Just beyond the crime scene tape, she pressed her head to the snow-chilled steel of the building and wondered just how things had gotten this bad.
Behind her closed eyelids, she wasn’t seeing the junkie rent boy that had lost his life over a fix. She saw a flame red head of female hair…
You got her. she tried to remind herself. You got to her in time, and she’s gonna be all right.
Still, the stress was mounting, and the one thing she feared for Billie, above all else, was an early fall from the wagon. She was still at home, and the worst of her detox was over. Now that she was getting back to herself, she was miserable…but seemed happier when Jack was around.
The storm was still too bad to really go out, but time and murder waited for no cop. Everyone was still at home, and Jack was keeping Colby posted discreetly about Billie’s condition. Cain would say that there but for the grace of God went any of them, if she told him about the dead prostitute…but she wouldn’t tell. She never did.
One thing Valkyrie was very good at was hiding horror from those she loved. She’d learned when she was six that silence could save. Even her own family still didn’t know exactly what her father had done to her or her mother, or how she got her scars. She told the court how her mother died, but not how Father had beaten the life out of her years before that…
She simply got paid to hide the ugliness of the world now, under a mantle of law and order. The shield kept her safe…for now.
Until she got home and had to face her family again…and a pair of blue eyes that made it hard to shut that door and hide.
And she still couldn’t decide if that was a good thing or not.
Muse: Valkyrie Callahan
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 455
"Out of business...and you forgot drugs." Valkyrie replied succinctly as she followed her partner out of the warehouse, watching as the coroner wheeled the covered corpse out ahead of them. Blood still seeped through the sheet, and she could still see the shredded remains of the boy’s jeans knotted around his throat…
Shutting her eyes, she waved off a concerned look from Detective Teddy Howard as she pointed to the crime scene tape, silently indicating she needed a minute. She’d gotten lucky, going rookie with Howard as her partner. He had ten years on her, and he understood the new stuff in this position was never like working the beat. You could get away from the victims then.
Right now, that’s what Valkyrie needed to do. Just beyond the crime scene tape, she pressed her head to the snow-chilled steel of the building and wondered just how things had gotten this bad.
Behind her closed eyelids, she wasn’t seeing the junkie rent boy that had lost his life over a fix. She saw a flame red head of female hair…
You got her. she tried to remind herself. You got to her in time, and she’s gonna be all right.
Still, the stress was mounting, and the one thing she feared for Billie, above all else, was an early fall from the wagon. She was still at home, and the worst of her detox was over. Now that she was getting back to herself, she was miserable…but seemed happier when Jack was around.
The storm was still too bad to really go out, but time and murder waited for no cop. Everyone was still at home, and Jack was keeping Colby posted discreetly about Billie’s condition. Cain would say that there but for the grace of God went any of them, if she told him about the dead prostitute…but she wouldn’t tell. She never did.
One thing Valkyrie was very good at was hiding horror from those she loved. She’d learned when she was six that silence could save. Even her own family still didn’t know exactly what her father had done to her or her mother, or how she got her scars. She told the court how her mother died, but not how Father had beaten the life out of her years before that…
She simply got paid to hide the ugliness of the world now, under a mantle of law and order. The shield kept her safe…for now.
Until she got home and had to face her family again…and a pair of blue eyes that made it hard to shut that door and hide.
And she still couldn’t decide if that was a good thing or not.
Muse: Valkyrie Callahan
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 455
