Post by jessie on May 5, 2011 20:04:19 GMT -6
One shot
Olivia and Elliott both were angry, and lost. They both were blaming themselves for the death of Amy Miller. She was 4 years old, they got her away from her abusive Parents, but the Courts handed her back 2 weeks later. They knew the child would be hurt again, they remembered the day they saw her. She was hiding in a closet with a teddy bear clutched in her hands. She was rocking back, and forth. She had been beaten they were grateful she wasn't sexually abused at least.
Olivia carried her out to the Police car , and drove her over to the Hospital herself. She held her hand during the whole exam. She remembered her Mother coming into the hospital, because she was also beaten. Olivia had no sympathy for her, how could she stay in a that house while that man beat her , and her little girl? Meg saw her Daughter, and ran over touching her face. Olivia almost pulled her away, but Amy cried out for her Ma Ma. The Mother was taken into custody, Amy went into Child Protective Custody. Olivia called everyday, they said Amy was doing much better.
Olivia and Elliott had no idea that Amy's father Frank was released from prison. Her Mother Meg was not charged, she was given custody again, only under one exception, she couldn't allow Frank back into her life. He had to be at least 300 yards from her and Amy at all times. She agreed but Olivia knew from past experiences, Mother's always take the abuser back. She brought Frank back in, and 2 days later Meg and Amy both were dead. Olivia and Elliott were there seeing Amy made them both ill. It was like all the hard work to save children was for nothing. They handed her back trusting the Mother, when they knew she was so mixed up herself.
Olivia and Elliott went to their car, they both were silent. Elliott turned, "I'm going to get a drink, do you want one"?
"Yes, I need one but this isn't going to help us Elliott"
"It will help me why do we do this Olivia"?
"We saved her, it isn't our fault, we didn't send her back"
"Does that make you feel better Olivia, it doesn't make me feel better"?
"I feel horrible but blaming ourselves will destroy us Elliott". They got to the bar, and he sat at a booth. He ordered a beer, she said she wanted the same. He was looking around , "Olivia how many people in here, lead abusive lives, how many beat their spouses, or children"?
'A few probably, Elliott go home to Kathy, and the kids".
"Yeah that will make me feel better, she isn't happy with me. I'm miserable she says, she will never understand what we do. I hate seeing children suffer, she was so young, she trusted us Olivia".
"I know Elliott, stop this please".
"I don't know if I can do this anymore Olivia"
"Elliott maybe you need a holiday, a few weeks off".
"Like that will make it better, Olivia I thought I was going to make a difference, but nothing will. You catch one, there is two more behind every tree in New York City. We will never stop them, it gets worse, and worse every year".
The waitress brought the beers, Olivia paid her. She moved them aside, she stood up, "Come on Elliott go home see your kids, tomorrow you will feel better". Elliott looked at Olivia, she whispered "Take my hand, lets get out of here". He grabbed her hand, and hugged her, she was a good friend. He knew he would be back on the job tomorrow, but today he wanted to throw this career out the window. He knew he will never get the image of Amy out of his mind, but he knew as time went on it would get easier. He knew he didn't save Amy but he has saved so many children like her. He walked out of the Bar with Olivia, and they went home, knowing today changed them forever, but they knew their friendship was the only thing keeping them sane, because they both knew they always could depend on each other.
The End
Olivia and Elliott both were angry, and lost. They both were blaming themselves for the death of Amy Miller. She was 4 years old, they got her away from her abusive Parents, but the Courts handed her back 2 weeks later. They knew the child would be hurt again, they remembered the day they saw her. She was hiding in a closet with a teddy bear clutched in her hands. She was rocking back, and forth. She had been beaten they were grateful she wasn't sexually abused at least.
Olivia carried her out to the Police car , and drove her over to the Hospital herself. She held her hand during the whole exam. She remembered her Mother coming into the hospital, because she was also beaten. Olivia had no sympathy for her, how could she stay in a that house while that man beat her , and her little girl? Meg saw her Daughter, and ran over touching her face. Olivia almost pulled her away, but Amy cried out for her Ma Ma. The Mother was taken into custody, Amy went into Child Protective Custody. Olivia called everyday, they said Amy was doing much better.
Olivia and Elliott had no idea that Amy's father Frank was released from prison. Her Mother Meg was not charged, she was given custody again, only under one exception, she couldn't allow Frank back into her life. He had to be at least 300 yards from her and Amy at all times. She agreed but Olivia knew from past experiences, Mother's always take the abuser back. She brought Frank back in, and 2 days later Meg and Amy both were dead. Olivia and Elliott were there seeing Amy made them both ill. It was like all the hard work to save children was for nothing. They handed her back trusting the Mother, when they knew she was so mixed up herself.
Olivia and Elliott went to their car, they both were silent. Elliott turned, "I'm going to get a drink, do you want one"?
"Yes, I need one but this isn't going to help us Elliott"
"It will help me why do we do this Olivia"?
"We saved her, it isn't our fault, we didn't send her back"
"Does that make you feel better Olivia, it doesn't make me feel better"?
"I feel horrible but blaming ourselves will destroy us Elliott". They got to the bar, and he sat at a booth. He ordered a beer, she said she wanted the same. He was looking around , "Olivia how many people in here, lead abusive lives, how many beat their spouses, or children"?
'A few probably, Elliott go home to Kathy, and the kids".
"Yeah that will make me feel better, she isn't happy with me. I'm miserable she says, she will never understand what we do. I hate seeing children suffer, she was so young, she trusted us Olivia".
"I know Elliott, stop this please".
"I don't know if I can do this anymore Olivia"
"Elliott maybe you need a holiday, a few weeks off".
"Like that will make it better, Olivia I thought I was going to make a difference, but nothing will. You catch one, there is two more behind every tree in New York City. We will never stop them, it gets worse, and worse every year".
The waitress brought the beers, Olivia paid her. She moved them aside, she stood up, "Come on Elliott go home see your kids, tomorrow you will feel better". Elliott looked at Olivia, she whispered "Take my hand, lets get out of here". He grabbed her hand, and hugged her, she was a good friend. He knew he would be back on the job tomorrow, but today he wanted to throw this career out the window. He knew he will never get the image of Amy out of his mind, but he knew as time went on it would get easier. He knew he didn't save Amy but he has saved so many children like her. He walked out of the Bar with Olivia, and they went home, knowing today changed them forever, but they knew their friendship was the only thing keeping them sane, because they both knew they always could depend on each other.
The End
good job
