The Slightly Deranged Adventures continue... Issue #1, Part 2
PREVIOUSLY ON
“The Slightly Deranged Adventures of BANG BANG BENSON and the CABOT CRUSADER”…
Fin: “C’mon Munch! Move your bony ass!”
Munch: “What? You don’t think Benson can handle two randy men?”
Fin: “Well, she sure is a lot of woman”
AND NOW FOR PART 2-
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wICKEDjOY presents:
The Slightly Deranged Adventures
of BANG BANG BENSON and the CABOT CRUSADER
Starring: Detective Olivia Benson, ADA Alexandra Cabot, Detective Odafin Tutuola, Detective John Munch, Detective Elliot Stabler and Captain Donald Cragen.
ISSUE #1 …continues…
DOINK, DOINK!
BACK AT THE PRECINCT
They burst into the 1-6, Munch and Fin escorting a tall, cursing young man, and Benson dragging a dumpy, unconscious one by the scruff of his neck.
Captain Cragen came down to meet them, with ADA Alexandra Cabot in tow. On seeing the unconscious perp the two looked at each other with dread.
“Please tell me there is no way that any accusations of police brutality are going to result from this” the Captain prayed.
“No way, Captain. I didn’t lay a hand on him. He just… passed out” replied Benson trying to look innocent.
“Heh. Wuss.” snickered Fin as they threw the two into the holding pen and slammed the door.
“If anything,” supplied Munch, “the city should sue this guy for making a dent in the squad car.” He jerked a thumb over his shoulder at the second perp, who was by now gripping the bars and scowling at them. *GRRRR!*
“Munch?”
The skinny detective held up his hands in defence. “The car was parked Captain. He was too busy running from Fin to look where he was going.”
Cragen sighed and shaking his head he headed up the stairs to the squad room.
During this interplay Benson caught Cabot’s eye and gave her a reassuring wink. *PING!* The responding smile was luminous. So luminous in fact that Stabler, who’d just entered the room, had to put a hand up to block the light.
“Hey someone pull the blinds, will you?” he asked. Cabot smothered her smile.
“Thanks” said Stabler, while Munch and Fin, who were still standing behind Cabot, just looked at each other. Their expressions read: “What the…?” and “Who knows.”
“These are the reports you needed” Stabler handed a pile of papers to Cabot. “Liv, I’ve got yours in there too.”
“Thanks partner”.
Turning his attention to her, his eyes widened. “Benson, you’re bleeding!” he cried.
Cabot looked up from the reports in her hands, a mixture of fear and concern on her face.
“What?” Benson followed his eye line to the blood stained tear in the wrist of her sleeve. “Oh…yeah. That. Musta nicked it on the fire escape.” she shrugged it off.
“Was it rusty?” Stabler reached for her wrist. She jerked it out of reach.
“It’s just a scratch. Really” she added to appease him.
Cabot’s eyes darted back and forth between the two.
“But you might need a shot.” Stabler persisted.
“I had one last month” Benson scrambled to reply.
“Um, I’m sure I’ve got a bandaid in my purse” Cabot stepped in. “Why don’t we go to the bathroom and clean that up?”
Benson saw her way out. “Ok.” she agreed.
Stabler’s eyebrows shot up at her immediate compliance. *HUH?!*
She had the decency to look a little sheepish. “Ahh, now that you’ve mentioned it, it really stings” she tried, turning to follow Cabot out of the room before her partner could say anymore.
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Closing the bathroom door, Cabot smirked, “Saved your ass again, Benson”
“I know.”
“Are you ok? Let me see.” she took Benson’s hand, gently turning it over to see the deep gash in her lower arm.
“It’s not that bad, really” the detective told her. “Anyways, now you’re here to kiss it better.” This got a smile.
Wasting no time, Cabot clamped her hand over the wound and leaned in to kiss Benson full on the lips. Trying not to flinch, Benson soon lost herself in the kiss. The tingling sensation on her lips worked its way down her body and into her chest. *DUB, DUB! DUB, DUB!*
As the kiss deepened, a warmth radiated outward from her chest, and soon there was a corresponding tingling in her injured wrist. When Cabot finally pulled away, there was no longer any evidence of the wound.
“There you go. All Better”
“Mmm… Better make sure” Benson leaned in for another kiss.
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MEANWHILE, BACK IN THE SQUAD ROOM…
Detective Elliot Stabler sat at his desk, trolling through more of the backed up paperwork he had been trying to make a dent in all day. Everyone else had seen some action today, but he seemed to be chained to his damn desk.
“Stabler!” the Captain called from his office door.
“There’ve been reports of a domestic over at the McMaster’s. Neighbours say they’ve heard breaking glass and a woman screaming. I need you and your partner over there, now.”
Jumping up from his desk and scooping up his badge and jacket, Elliot was ready for action.
“Any word on the kids?” he asked.
“None. There are two nearby units responding, but they have orders to wait for your command.” He scanned the room. “Where the hell is Benson?”
“Bathroom” Stabler responded, thinking to himself that she’d been gone for quite a while. “I’ll get her on my way out.”
Now worried that his partner’s wound was worse than she’d let on, he rounded the corner and gave the ladies room door a quick knock before opening it.
“Liv, what the hell’s taking you…” he trailed off at the sight before him.
His partner stood with her back to him, while Alex Cabot was on her knees in front of her.
To Be Continued…
- END OF PART 2.
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NEXT TIME ON
“The Slightly Deranged Adventures of BANG BANG BENSON and the CABOT CRUSADER”…
What Has Stabler Stumbled Upon?
Will Cabot suborn perjury?
And What Has the Court Stenographer so flustered?
STAY TUNED TO FIND OUT!