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Rescued

A/n: dad L makes my heart explode even tho I hate kids. I just like the idea of someone who had a shitty childhood giving their child the best one they possibly can. Breaking the cycle of abuse you know?
So yeah, TW: dark child abuse topics.

The one thing L never expected to come out of a case was a child. Investigating a criminal gang in America and temporarily staying in a wammys safe house located there was that he went in expecting, and when he sent you in on the sting operation as his wife and best agent, he thought there'd be arrests and that's it. That night he was stealing out the base, waiting for you to come out of there unharmed and with the ok to send the agents in to arrest them, but he almost had a heart attack when things went sideways and gunshots were heard from the building, followed by smoke billowing out of the windows and flames quickly taking over the building.

Agents moved in, and L waited frozen in fear for you to make it out. And you did, but in your arms, you held a toddler.

The terrified tiny girl sobbing into your chest as you coughed up the smoke, you approached the car L was waiting in. He was so confused, he had zero idea or record of a child in the building.

"Are you ok? You didn't get shot did you? Or burned?" L panicked, letting you in and pulling you into his arms.

"I'm fine, they tried to shoot me but hit a gas canister and it blew up" you replied.

"What's this-"

"A child"

"Yes I can see that I mean since when was there a kid in there?"

The toddler cowered into your chest, slightly turning to look at L.

"I think they were going to try and traffic her or something, she was in a room alone with the door slightly cracked open. I noticed of course and knew when things went sideways to get her out before leaving myself. From what I overheard earlier they were keeping her for someone and she was bought there by her parents and left there"

L felt sick. He was abandoned as a child, but he was lucky police were called and he was taken to wammys. It was no secret to those close to L that his birth parents were the worst people on the earth, but the parents of this child seemed to be taking that title.

"What do we do with her?" L asked.

"We can't take her to any of the orphanages in the area, this whole operation is connected to them and it'd only put her at risk again. Those orphanages need to be disbanded and the kids taken into proper care"

"So we just... keep her?"

"For the time being I guess..."

L looked down at the child, she looked malnourished and scared, clearly confused and hadn't felt the loving touch of a caretaker in... well maybe ever. Even though L had no experience with kids, he knew first hand the horrors of being a abuse victim, there was no way he was letting this child into the hands of strangers in this situation.

The toddler, no older than 3 or 4 was a tiny girl with dark unkept hair, bruised and cut skin, depressed green eyes and wore plain messy pyjamas.

"When we end up back in England she can go to wammys, for now she's with us. Take care of her I'll go talk to the agents real quick" You said.

You passed her to L, who took her in a stunned silence. He didn't know shit about babysitting but here we was with a child in his arms. You left the car to talk to the agents, the girl looked up at L teary eyed and confused.

"Uh- ok... what's your name?" He asked.

She was silent, scared.

"I'm not going to hurt you, you're safe now ok? I need to know your name"