OOC: So this came out really long and almost fic-like. This rarely happens for me with Munch. It's locked, but OOC feedback/comments definitely welcome. Thanks.

When they found the young girl, she was curled up, clutching her teddy bear. The blood on her mouth was indicative of what Munch and Fin already suspected. It was too late.

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::He walked back into the squad room. Harper, Stabler and Millie had all left by now. In their wake were desks with papers that had fluttered to the ground, a knocked over trash can and several weary looking swivel chairs.  He twitched a bit, compulsively picking up the papers and straightening the chairs.  He sighed.  He'd just gotten back from ( Read more... )

( In the light of day... )