Jordan Voight: Teenage Years

Seeking Help Pt 1

*Fanfiction Request*

*Follows up from chapters 32-34. Crosses with SVU*

Jordan-13

It's been about a month since everything had happened with Jordan witnessing the murder of the two mobsters and Hank sending her to New York to protect her. It had taken the thirteen-year-old a couple weeks to get over what happened, she had started seeing Dr. Charles to help her deal with everything.

Hank on the other hand, he hasn't been dealing with everything very well. He'd been having nightmares and a lot of them. He wouldn't sleep if he did it be for a couple of hours and then he'd be awake half the night if not the rest of the night. He'd wake up in cold sweat and gasping for breath. He'd get up and run to his daughter's room. He'd find her fast asleep in her bed.

Everyone had noticed the changes in the older man, including Jordan. He'd always be on edge, always snippy with certain people. They knew not to take it because he hadn't been sleeping well. He tried one session with Dr. Charles and figured he was fine. But he wasn't and things were getting worse.

Late one night the Voight household was quiet, Jordan was fast asleep in her room as always. Erin decided to stay with them to help out, she was in her old room also asleep. Hank was in his room, he laid in bed his body was shaking and trembling. He was muttering. A few seconds later he shot awake, he was covered in cold sweat gasping for air.

Throwing the covers off he had run to his daughter's room, he opened the door that was left cracked open. Looking inside he was finally able to breathe. He saw his little girl fast asleep. Erin heard the noise and thought someone had broken in, she cautiously came from her room holding her gun up she lowered it just seeing Hank.

"Hank, what's going on, it's 3:30 in the morning," Erin says quietly.

"I was checking on Jo," Hank answered back just as quietly.

The female detective knew they wouldn't be going back to sleep anytime soon, they went downstairs for coffee. Erin was making a pot while Hank was at the table holding his head in his hands.

"Hank, you've gotta get help. There's nothing wrong with it. Jordy got help when she came home from New York. It helped her get over everything, with..with Yates and with the shooting. I got help. From you, from Jay, from everyone. You can do it to"

"I'm fine Erin, one nightmare doesn't mean I need help"

She had raised her eyebrow. "Just one? Hank, for the past month you'd wake up terrified, you won't sleep, you'd end up watching Jordy sleep all night. Half of the time you won't leave her room. She's going to pick up that you're scared and then she's gonna be scared again. It's ok to ask for help, it's hard but it's ok. It shows that you are human. Get help Hank. For you. For everyone. But most of all, for Jordan. She needs you Hank, that little girl is always going to need you"

"I have been getting help" He hoped she'd see through the lie.

"One session with Dr. Charles isn't gonna be enough. It's going to take time and more than just one session"

"I'm gonna get a run in before Jo gets up before school"

"Hank it's almost 4 in the morning"

"I'll be back"

The older man left the table and went to change Erin had sighed, he put on a sweatshirt, sweatpants, and his sneakers. He grabbed his phone and a gun putting it in his waistband. Once he was changed he went into his little girl's room. Jordan was fast asleep under her comforter, a bear next to her. Seeing it the older man smiled.