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"I'll make sure you'll have a home to come too,"
(Fin Tutuloa X 14 year old female reader)
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No one's POV:
You are 14 years old, Y/n L/n, but maybe just. . .maybe you'll might be able to be a Tutuloa.
Confusing? Quick story time:
As long as you can remember, you were an orphan, and it wasn't very nice or kind to you. You had no idea who your biological parents were, and as growing up, you kept on moving to home, after home after home, either that the people who were supposed to be taking care of you had enough and don't wanna deal with you or mistreat you all because you were being who you are.
Now you were an outgoing, funny, sassy, and hyperactive person. Your talent is to be the class clown, which you already were. You always managed to make all of your classmates laugh and be the humor to everyone else. You would do anything to make someone laugh or crack a smile. It's what you do, but however, you, being the class clown, is not always a good thing. It can lead to some trouble, like, for example, you would often get yourself into detention.
Detention is one of the other reasons why you kept on moving into foster home and foster home, because your foster parents couldn't deal with a strange and very "difficult" child you are. But it wasn't your fault. In your defense, being silly and a class clown is your coping mechanism. It's what keeps you moving forward since you push all of your sad or depressing feelings or thoughts down with humor. But hopefully, this time, this foster home might be alright this time.
Anyways, this is your 10th foster home, yes, 10th home since because of how so many foster parents reject, mistreated, or gave you back due to you being you or detention, so maybe the 10th time is the lucky charm, you were now in the care of Odafin "Fin" Tutuloa. From the moment you saw him, he looked all serious, no jokes, so funny business whatsoever, but you were proven wrong after getting to know one and other.
Fin had a dark skin tone, with black hair tied into a ponytail, which you like to gently pull his hair, Fin didn't mind, he just shrugged it off since you were a kid and kids will do silly and quirky stuff. You thought that Fin was a very serious person, which he is, but deep down, he is a very gentle, silly, and sassy person.
Today was a saturday, so there was no school for you, but however, for your new foster dad, Fin, he did have work, you immediately asked him if you can come to work with him, he agreed as long as I don't do anything illegal which you find it hilarious, you promised and the two of you got ready to head over to Fin's work place.
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After arriving at the Speical Victims Unit station, you walked into the station where you found out a busy workplace. People were taking or answering calls, writing reports, talking to strangers, and/or getting coffee. Once Fin and you walked into the station, you were greeted by a group of people.
First, a beautiful woman with a light tan skin tone, brown hair, brown eyes, she was, in fact, beautiful, you can actually feel the aura around her, to you, her aura was the feeling of safety and love, she was wearing a light blue shirt, with a black jean jacket on top, along with her hairstyle, it was short down to her shoulders, she was also wearing blue jeans and black sneakers. She was Olivia Benson.
Second, a tall one, he was Irish, he had a shaven black hair style, he had bright blue eyes, the aura of his, he was strong and protective, but you can also feel gentleness around him. He was wearing an all black and blue suit and black shoes, he also had a cup of coffee in his hand that he was sipping out of. He was Elliot Stabler.
Third, he was also tall but looked pretty much older. He honestly looked to be a grandpa. He had almost white-ish hair, but you can still see the brown-ish black, brown eyes, a light skin tone, had glasses on, and he was wearing a shirt and tie, with black pants and black shoes. He had an aura of wisdom and conspiracy. He was John Munch. Your foster father's partner is a crime and best friend.
Fourth, he had a tan skin tone. He was Cuban-American, black hair, brown eyes, he had a white shirt, with two brown straps, buckles, brown pants, and black shoes. His aura was funny, loving, and silliness, but he also had strength and encouragement. He must be a fun person to be around. Honestly, he caught your eye the most. He was the one and only Chester Lake.
The fifth one, he was Chinese-American, he also had a tan skin tone, black fluffy hair and chocolate brown eyes, he had a clean shaven face. He was wearing a black and red suit. He was the shortest guy out of the other guys, but his aura, it was filled with wisdom, comfort, and passion. He was George Huang.
And finally, the bald one, he also looked old, but not older than John Munch, he had a light skin tone, was wearing a suit, black pants and brown shoes. He also had brown eyes, and his aura was authority, leadership, and caring. He looked to be the boss of the special victims unit. He was Donald Cragen.
All eyes were now on you, after you and your foster father walked into the sqaudroom, walked over to the group of people where a whiteboard stands. You waved with a smile, which in returned, they all smiled and waved back.
"Is this the kid?" Chester Lake asked with a smile, as he looked like a child at a candy store, all ready to jump up and down.
"Yes, don't scare her," Fin answered and warmed as he glared at Lake. Lake smiled at you as he gently shook your hand.
"Hi, I'm your Uncle Lake, I'll be the favorite uncle in your life," Lake introduced himself and explained with a smile.
"Hi," you greeted with a smile.
"I'm Y/n," you introduced, then immediately you digged through your pocket and pulled out a flower, and showed it to Lake and the others.
"Smell this flower of mine," you said. Lake nodded his head, and he leaned over and began to sniff the flower, but then after Lake took the first sniffed, immediately the flower sprayed Lake in the face with water.
Lake blinked in he burst into laughter, causing you to laugh as well. Everyone else giggled and smiled at your joke. It honestly warmed your heart to hear others laugh and see smiles on their faces.
"Y/n, meet the rest of your aunts and uncles. Olivia, Elliot, John, Captain Cragen, and the doc, George," Fin explained. Immediately, the first one to walk over to you was John Munch.
"So you're the little Tutuloa that my partner has been telling us about. You know your foster dad can be a real stubborn guy, don't you think?" John begins to explain and then asks with a smile along with his arms crossed.
You giggled as you looked over to Fin, Fin made a "tch" sound and also crossed his arms.
"You honestly wanna talk about real? Munchie. How about I'll tell Y/n all of the times that you never keep your mouth shut about crappy crazy theories that will never come true," Fin asked and suggested along with explaining.
"There's always a 50% chance that a theory can be true," Dr. Huang pointed out, Fin looked over at the psychiatrist.
"Doc, don't encourage him. That's how you get him started," Fin begged and said.
You giggled more. Lake chuckled as he wiped away the water off of his face with his hands along with a smile on his face.
"Hey, little Tutuloa, I'll be your favorite uncle Chester Lake, and you're partner in crime, and hey, wanna hear a little secret?" Lake asked and explained and then whispered the last part of telling
Y/n a secret.
But immediately, Fin deadly glared at Lake.
"Don't you dare! If you say something towards my kid, then I'll place your head on a stick!" Fin growled and explained, as he walked away, leaving you and everyone else speechless.
Your eyes widened after what came out of your foster father's mouth. His kid. . .your new foster father called you his kid. None of your other foster parents called you their kid, well, then again, they didn't care about you at all. You felt your heart skip a beat as you felt so happy and love. Although Fin was rough and a little cold, Fin truly cares about you, and if anything happens to you, then he'll lit up the entire city for you, and everyone else on the SVU team would do the same for you, once you walk into the sqaudroom.
You immediately looked up at Fin.
"Kid?" You asked, causing Fin to stop and turn to you and look at you.
"Yeah?" Fin asked with an eyebrow raised.
"Your kid," you pointed out.
"You called me your kid," you explained with a smile on your face, and you were so happy and so loved. Fin's eyes widened once he realized what came out of his mouth, but honestly, he saw you like you were his own kid. Yes, you were just his foster kid, but he would never treat you any different. Once you were under his roof, you were his kid.
Fin was trying so hard not to let out a curse since he doesn't want you to think swearing bad words were okay or allow you to think that it's okay to say swear words freely without a care in the world.
"Uhh. . .sorry, I didn't think—" Fin stuttered at first, then apologized, but then he was cut off, by you hugging him happily, you smiled so happily, Fin froze for a minute, inside of him was pure happiness, but since he is a tough guy, he didn't show a smile.
"Thanks, dad. I love you," you said happily and ran off to explore the entire station, leaving Fin and the others speechless, smiles were on the team's faces, then Elliot walked over to Fin with a smirk.
"Just give us the okay to drive you to the courts to sign those adoption papers," Elliot explained and gave Fin a wink and a smile. Fin rolled his eyes, with his face annoyed, but inside, he was so happy and was ready to sign those adoption papers.
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After adventuring the entire station, you decided to spend some time in the small living room upstairs, has a TV, and has a shelf filled with video games and movies. Eventually, after playing a couple of video games and after that, watching a movie, you were now laying on your stomach as the credits of the movie begin to appear, you let out a sigh out of boredom and then rolled off of the couch and fell on the ground causing you to let out an—OOF!
'I wonder what Dad is up to,' you thought to yourself. Then you picked yourself up, dusted yourself off, and walked out of the living room to see what your dad was up to. After walking down the staircase, you noticed that there was a whiteboard and it was filled with pictures, you went over to get a closer look as there was no one else around, you went over and view the whiteboard with pictures.
Your eyes widened once you saw the pictures, the pictures was filled with horrific sighting of a dead woman, her body, legs, arms and face was all bloody, with cuts and bruises, each picture was every angle of the poor woman's broken body, there was another picture of the same woman but this picture has her. . .looking. . .so lifeless. . .her skin was pale. It honestly looked like her blood was drained out of her.
You saw another picture, it was the same woman was. In the picture, she was smiling ever so happy, she was very beautiful, there was a name under the beautiful smiling woman picture.
'Reese Sullivan'
Reese Sullivan looked to be a college kid, must be 18-19 years old, she was born with a tan skin tone, dark brown hair, and bright brown eyes, her smile was beautiful as ever, she was so pretty in fact, she even made you blush. Your heart aches as you see how badly she looked.
How could anything bad happen to this beautiful lady? What did she do to deserve this? Your sense of humor and joking personality had vanished once you saw the horror of what happened to this poor lady.
These are the kind of cases that your foster dad has to go through?
If that's true, then how does he deal with it?
How does he get through the day with all of the pain and hurt from the victims?
How does he stay strong and ready to face the world?
You let out a deep breath, as you glanced at the Reese's photo one more time before walking over to your foster dad's desk, sitting down and you were alone nothing with your thoughts, all about Reese Sullivan.
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"I'm telling you, man, you got the wrong guy!"
"Oh really!? Tell that to the evidence all over Reese Sullivan's body!" Your foster dad voice growled from the hallways. You suddenly awake from the sounds of your foster dad's shouts, you quickly managed to wake yourself up, wipe your eyes with your hands, just in time to see your foster father dragging a man in handcuffs.
The man, honestly handsome looking, with a light smooth skin, bright green eyes, dark brown fluffy hair, with a shaven face, looked to be 35 years old, and average built. He was dressed in a bright red shirt, dark blue pants, brown shoes with a black watch around his wrist, and he was being dragged in handcuffs by your foster father.
But then, Fin stopped when he saw you, you stood up from the chair, Fin's heart skipped a beat when he saw you with a concerned expression on your face, immediately, for some reason, he put the pieces of the puzzle together, you eye the man in handcuffs and back at your foster dad.
"Is this the guy, dad?" You asked, but before your foster dad could answer your question, the man in handcuffs let out a scoffed, with a smirk.
"Nope, your dear old daddy has the wrong guy," the man explained with a smirk, filled with bitterness and cold, which sent a shiver down your spine.
You glared at the man.
"You're going away forever," you said in a low and dark tone of voice which you though you never had before, it was strange, never once in your life you were angry since you always look on the bright side, but this time, there was nothing bright and humorous about this.
Not at all. . .
The man chuckled darkly, like you told a funny joke.
"Well child, that's because your daddy and his friends think I torture and r*pe a young lady, even though I didn't even do it, cops blame other people for something that wasn't even their
fault—" the man explained and mocked, but before he could finish, he was cut off by Fin tightening the cuffs around the man's wrists, causing the man to let out a squeal of pain.
"Keep your mouth shut before I do it for you!" Fin threatened as he dragged the man away to the interrogation room, you watched as your foster father walked away, as you stood there with fear and worry, then you saw your new aunts and uncles.
Lake smiled brightly when he saw you. He came over and gently ruffled your hair.
"What's going on, kiddo?" Lake asked happily.
"Is the guy that my dad has in handcuffs the person who hurt Reese Sullivan?" You asked worryingly. Lake stared at you with a dumbfounded expression until he figured out what you meant.
The realization hit him like a truck.
"Oh! Oh. . ." Lake said softly and bite down his lip.
"Could be," Lake said.
"But we are pretty sure he must be the guy," Lake explained with a smile.
"And what happens if he isn't the guy?" You asked worryingly.
Lake smiled.
"If not then, I need you to tell me jokes until I die from laughter to help me feel better from this hectic day," Lake explained with a smile.
"Listen, I saw the pictures of Reese Sullivan and. . ." You begin to explain, then you look down at the ground with your arms crossed, then slowly look up at your Uncle Lake.
"What happened to her?" You asked.
Lake gently ruffled your hair.
"You don't need to worry about that stuff," Lake explained and tried convincing.
"But. . .I really wanna know," you said.
"I got bored, so I went downstairs and saw the pictures of Reese Sullivan on the whiteboard," you explained everything to your Uncle Lake.
Lake frown.
"Your dad won't be too happy once I tell you what happened to Reese Sullivan," Lake tried convincing.
"I promise I won't tell him," you said.
Lake let out a sigh.
"Okay," he sighed.
"19 year old Reese Sullivan was kidnapped at a college party, and was found at an abandoned warehouse, all beaten and bruised, she was tortured and r*pe, and was left to die all alone," Lake explained the truth.
"The man that your father arrested, his DNA was all over the victim's body, so we're trying to put him away for life," Lake explained.
The room was filled with nothing but silence, then suddenly, Lake clapped his hands with a smile.
"Welp—gotta go and get justice for Reese," Lake said and explained as he got up and begin to walk away,
but then—
"How do you, dad and the others cope, with the scary and sad things you see everyday?" You asked, which cause Lake to stopped dead in his tracks, he looked back at you, his face didn't have a happy expression, it was sad and a little serious, as the question you asked him squeeze his heart badly.
"Honestly kiddo. . .I don't know either, but we move on, to fight for more victims and take the bad ones off of the street," Lake explained.
You nodded your head. Lake patted your head and left, leaving you alone in your thoughts.
•~•~•
Fin walked out with a smile of success, with the team by his side, you smiled softly as you saw your foster dad had an envelope in his hands, you quickly got up and ran over to hug him gently. Fin chuckled softly as he place his hand gently on your head.
"Hey kiddo," Fin greeted.
"Good news, we nailed the guy, and he's going away for what he did," Fin explained. You smiled and looked up at him.
"Good," you said.
"I wanna be a detective just like you," you said in confidence.
"Is that right?" Fin asked with a smile.
"Well kiddo, you're gonna be one hell of a great one," Fin explained with a proud smile.
"Thanks dad," you said.
"I have something for you," Fin said, and he open the envelope, you watches as he pulled out papers, which said 'adoption' on it, your heart was about burst into happiness as a huge smile grew on your face as you couldn't believe it.
"Kid, I was thinking if you would like to my—" Fin begins to say and asked, but before he could finish, you cut off him with a smile and a hug.
"YES!" You shrieked in happiness.
"Great!" Fin said with happiness.
"I love you dad," you said.
"Heh! Love you too, kiddo," Fin chuckled and said, gently kissing your forehead, as you held your now new dad tightly.
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(The end)