The Doctor Is In (Law & Order: SVU and Chicago PD)

Smart Girl, Pretty Girl

I am Regan June Callahan. I was born in Manhattan, NYC on January 31, 1991, to a loving mother, and absent father. I have dark brown eyes, light brown hair, and I wear glasses. I'm 5'8, an only child, a cat person, and I have a toxic relationship with men.

I don't like to brag about it, but I'm kind of smart. I skipped 6th grade, finished high school in 3 years, started college early, and finished that in 3 years as well. I started at NYU, but had to leave after one semester (due to my ex being a stalker). I finished my undergraduate career at the University of Connecticut (which was my second choice school). I majored in Psychology and Criminology, minored in Sociology, and Criminal Justice. After graduating, I applied and got accepted to Columbia University for graduate school- a Master's Degree in Clinical Psychology, with Graduate Certificates in Forensics and Sociology.

The story begins with me interning for the FBI, during and after my last year of graduate school. My first assignment is to be the resident Forensic Psychologist for the Manhattan Special Victims Unit of the NYPD. I will be applying to a doctoral program within the next year.
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"Regan!" Sargent John Munch called from his office one morning as as I walked into the station.

"Yes?" I answered. I walked in and put my stuff down at my desk before I met him at the door of his office.

"Sit down please..." the Sargent instructed when I appeared at his door. I swallowed hard and sat down.

"Dinner tonight? My place?" He asked sternly over his computer.

"Of course sir," I smirked.

He looked up from his work and smiled, "I'll make tofu Parmesan."

"Perfect."

I started at the FBI New York Division, and SVU in 2012, when I was 21 years old. It was a dream job of mine. I loved exploring the minds of criminals and getting to help the detectives put criminals away.

Sargent Munch and I started to make eyes at each other as soon as I got there. He was much older than I was, but he and I always had a connection.

He and Detective Odafin Tutola, saved me from getting sexual assaulted when I was in high school. My ex-boyfriend cornered me in an alleyway and attempted to assault me when I screamed. Munch and Tootoola heard my screams and arrested him before he could really hurt me.

I had no idea life would lead me back to them. Life is funny like that.

After another exiting shift of helping the SVU team chase a rapist across the city, I ran home to get changed for dinner at John's. I took a taxi to his brownstone and knocked. It was around 7:30pm, and I was wearing a long red sweater, over grey leggings. He came to the door, looking dapper. "Hello John," I smiled when he made eye contact.

"Hello Regan. You look nice this evening," he smiled back as he invited me in.

"You really did make tofu Parmesan?" I smiled when I smelled it cooking.

"Of course, I told you I was." He kissed me on the cheek. "Please sit down." I took a seat on the chair in his living room; the kitchen was connected to it, so I could watch him cook.

A few minutes later, it was ready and I was starving. We ate in comfortable silence at his kitchen island. Then we snuggled up and watched 'The Godfather' until 11:30pm. I got up to leave and he grabbed my hand, "Regan. It's late.. hardly any taxi's run around here this time of night.."

"John, that is some bullshit. If you want me to stay, ask.." I said coyly as I sat back down on the couch.

"Do I need to?" He kissed my hand.

"I'll stay John.." I smiled toward him.

The next morning, I awoke alone, but when I looked over on his pillow, I saw a note and picked it up to read it:

'Ms. Regan,
Breakfast is on the stove. I had to run to work earlier, come in when you can.
Xoxo, John.'

I got out of bed and went into the kitchen, where I found breakfast still warm on the turned off stove. I finished my breakfast of non-egg, eggs and potatoes before I went back to the bedroom, got dressed for work. I took a taxi and headed for the district.