Nick's P.O.V
Amanda hands me a manilla envelope. "What is this?" I ask. I put on a pair of white latex gloves and open the orange paper envelope.
"Our problem." Liv says. "I thought I was your problem." I joke as I pull out the pictures without looking at them. Amanda buries her head into Liv's neck as I start to look at the pictures. The pictures are horrible. Pictures of them sleeping, having sex, and at the precinct are all in the envelope.
"Who took these?" I ask lowly. "We don't know." Liv says. I look at her and she looks at Fin and Munch. I hand them a picture that is P.G. "See if you can find out where this was printed. If you can't find out where, send it to someone that can. I want you to report directly to me, no one-and I mean no one can know about this unless it's our group." I tell them.
They nod and walk out of Liv's office. I look at Liv and Amanda.
"Do you know anyone that would know where you live other than the squad?" I ask. Liv shakes her head. "I do. The superintendent." Amanda says.
"He's a disgusting prick and would do anything for money." Amanda tells me. "We will need to go through your apartment." I tell them.
"Can we at least get our clothes before you do that?" Liv asks. "You know I can't do that, but I can try to make sure that they don't completely destroy your home." I tell them. "Damn it." Amanda whispers. "What?" I ask.
"Where is Cassidy?" she asks Liv. "Rikers. Why?" Liv replies.
Amanda looks at me. "I'll check his phone calls and visitors." I tell them. "You can sleep in the on-call room here." I tell them.
"On-call room? Like-in a hospital?" Amanda asks, her brow is furrowed. I nod. "It's similar, we have it for on-call police officers if they need to be in a protected environment and can't go home. Or they are working the night shift." he says.
Amanda starts walking out and towards the hallway. "It's not that way." I tell her walking out of Liv's office. "Then where is it?" she questions.
"Follow me." I tell them. They follow me down a back hallway and finally I stop at a door. I open it and turn on the light.
"It's small, but it's big enough for two people and it has a t.v." I tell them. "Thanks, Nick." Liv says. I nod and turn around, ready to head out the door. "How did I not know about this?" Liv asks.
"Because you never asked." I reply walking out.
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Surprise! A chapter in someone else's point of view! Anyhoo, this is the only chapter I'm posting tonight. I'm not feeling too well...
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FanfictionOlivia Benson. An NYPD detective in the Special Victims Unit. Known for putting away rapists and murderers. What happens when something dreadful happens to her? Will her squad be there for her? Will she overcome it? Or will she throw away her life...