A fanfiction I wrote about Cragen and how I believe he sees all of his detectives...:)
Looking Back
Don Cragen sat in the slightly uncomfortable chair in his office, it was late and not many people were around. He reached under his scrivania, reception and grabbed a drink he knew he shouldn’t being a recovering alcoholic but after the giorno he’d had he felt like he deserved it. It was like this most days. Working sex crimes isn’t a job for the faint of heart. It was gruesome, cruel, and sometimes plain unbearable. Looking into the eyes of the victims as they relive what happened to them is terrible. You...
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