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Summary: Elliot/Faith - Faith is linked to the crime scene of a case SVU is working on.

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Television > Law and Order: SVUAveMariaFR1513752102,90331 Mar 0631 Mar 06No

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters or the concepts for the stories that they were meant for. They were created by the brilliant minds that are Joss Whedon & Dick Wolf, I'm only borrowing them. No money is being made & no copyright infringement is intended.


It was wrong. Everything about it was wrong. She was young enough to be his daughter and he was plenty old enough to be her father.

She was barely 21 and he was 43, 22 years separated them.

She was his dirty little secret and he was hers. He wasn't ready for his children or his ex-wife or his partner to know he was having sex with someone just 3 years older than his oldest daughter. She told him she had her reasons for not wanting to share the relationship with her friends in Cleveland.

He had no idea to explain the relationship they had with each other. She was not his mistress, she was not his sex toy and he didn't think she could be classified as his girlfriend. He certainly wasn't her boyfriend. Anyway you looked at it, it was hard to put a label on them, since the words boyfriend and girlfriend and couple didn't seem to fit. Maybe they were simply roommates or friends with benefits. They were hard to define and maybe it was better off that way... for both of them.

She was a night owl. That was when she did her work. He didn't know what she did except that she freelanced, whatever it was. She always left around 10 and slipped into bed around 4 or 5 and on rare nights as early as 2. At 6 she'd wake him in the most wonderful of ways, because when Faith was doing the waking there was no such thing as a bad way to wake up. They'd go for a morning run together in Central Park. Then they'd head back to their apartment for a shower, usually together. Then he'd get dressed and go to work on the days when he hadn't gotten a middle of the night call. Meanwhile she'd go to sleep and as far as he knew sleep until he arrived home in the evening. They'd have dinner and go to the gym or to the movies or engage in *other* activities. Sometimes they did all three.

Almost domesticity. Almost a relationship. Almost functional. Almost normal. Not quite.



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The End?

You have reached the end of "Dirty Little Secret" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 31 Mar 06.

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