#jamie x jet

[failing--lights]

Watching organized crime and starting to ship Jet and Jamie only to come on here and see this mf DIES

and something starts with her and reyes bro what??

[lovelinny]

Watching these Jamie and Jet scenes hurt knowing how it ends 😭

[thena0315]

No more onscreen moments of Veluncy or Jet x Jamie

Producers killed four birds with one stone in this finale

*But then again, who’s to say about Veluncy’s future offscreen

[rqgnarok]

more than just a short time — jamie whelan

fandom: law & order organized crime

wc: 2,579 

warnings: SPOILERS for the season finale of law & order organized crime, canonical character death, canon mention of hospitals and violence. very self deprecating talk from a disabled character. ANGST. ANGST, ANGST, ANGST. female!reader

summary: Can someone be a widow if their partner only ever planned to propose?

author’s note at the end.

Jamie doesn’t wanna see her.

She’s on her way up, Bobby tells him gently. Jamie wishes the surge of relief that courses through him wasn’t mixed up with the abhorrent need to send her away, be as rude as possible to have her leave the room before she comes to terms with what he’s become.

He doesn’t. Jamie nods at Reyes and licks his lips. He feels his eyes burn when the door opens to (Y/N) walking in, clutching the strap of her purse like it’s a lifeline, eyes wide and terrified and determined all at once. Bobby cups her elbow in silent support as he leaves the room, and Jamie swallows the mean words that try to climb up his throat at the sight of someone else doing what he can’t; comfort her, touch her, be the steadiness she needs in a moment of chaos.

Neither of them speaks as they’re left alone, a bubble of something-not-quite-peace enveloping them and making the outside world a mere blur at the other side of the doors. It’s only them and the ticking clock, the smell of alcohol and disinfectant, and the lack of color and life one expects from this specific wing at Bellevue. 

They’d met in a bar around four years ago. Jamie had just made detective and some of his buddies at the four-nine were adamant about at least buying him some drinks in celebration. Just after finishing his first beer, another one had been delivered to the table, the waiter pointing to where (Y/N) was sitting at the bar, smile sheepish and face flushed at being caught. 

She’d heard them celebrating and figured there was no harm in inviting the next round. Jamie leaned into her space with a charming grin and said something stupid about being harmed by meeting someone so beautiful and not asking for their name. To this day (Y/N) calls it the worst pickup line she’s ever heard, but it got him a laugh and a date that very same weekend. 

It’s been good. It’s been great – the last time Jamie was so infatuated by someone he’d been thirteen and crushing after the next-door neighbor. He fell so hard for (Y/N) and simply kept falling as they moved in together before their second anniversary and started looking for rings a couple of months before he transferred to Organized Crime.

The development of their relationship has been both a whirlwind and the most obvious thing Jamie’s ever lived through. Of course he was supposed to meet her. Of course he fell in love with her from the very first night. He hasn’t been able to imagine his life without her since their first date. 

Jamie doesn’t want her here. Jamie needs her by his side. These are two things that have to coexist now, his new reality far from the idea he had for the rest of his life.

He doesn’t tell her to go.

“Hi, sweetheart,” (Y/N) talks first, breaking the silence and the distance between them all at once as if snapping out of a spell. She drops her things in the chair left behind by Bobby and is by his bed in an instant, hands hovering all over him like she’s unsure of what parts of him she can touch without hurting him. 

Jamie wills for his fingers to twitch, for his hand to wake the fuck up and reach for her, help her cross those last few inches she isn’t daring to do on her own. 

He remains limp against the bed. (Y/N) finally touches him, her fingers against his cheek. It’s enough for Jamie to shudder with a cry, turning his head so he can soak in the touch. She’s warm and steady against his skin and Jamie mourns his situation for the hundredth time in the last hour.

“Jamie,” she says, murmured and weepy. Jamie’s eyes close in agony but it feels too much like being dead already, so he opens them again. The sight that greets him is devastating: his almost-fiánce-never-to-be-wife, asking him for something he can’t give her. The lifetime together he’s been waiting to promise in his proposal has gone up in smoke in the blink of an eye.

It was the right thing to do. Jamie knew– not even the blinding pain that shocked through his nerves had been enough of a distraction to the urgency in Stabler’s voice– that the second Kyle died, the chance to put down Shadowerk would go with him. 

There really was nothing he could’ve done. The bullet had reached his spine the moment it entered his body. He was dead the second he walked into that godforsaken camp.

But (Y/N) hadn’t known that when she kissed him goodbye that morning. She’d stood on her tippy toes and wrapped her arms around his neck and joined their mouths together, tasting of toothpaste and languidly using her tongue to make him late for work.

“Hi,” he says, voice dry, trying not to sound as miserable as he is and failing. 

He’d already canceled a vacation on her earlier that week. A pre-honeymoon, he’d started calling it in his mind, maybe finally the right time to propose. He worries for a ridiculous moment if (Y/N)’s gonna be able to get a refund out of that, fretting terribly for what’ll happen to her after he’s gone.

He knows she can take care of herself but she’s not supposed to have to. Not while he’s alive and breathing.

Jamie’s overcome with how badly he wishes he’d called in sick. That he let (Y/N) drag him back to bed like she almost did and throw caution to the wind, burrow himself in her arms and her laugh, and leave the curtains drawn shut, embracing the safety of the darkness. He was so afraid of letting Bell and Stabler down, of having Reyes go out there without someone that cared for him watching his back, and where did that get him?

Without his body. Without a future with the love of his life.

The love of his life who can never find out what he asked of Bobby. Even if she loves him enough to do it for him– Jamie loves her too much to even ask. He won’t do that. He’s already planning on making her a widow, having her do it is just cruel. He made a promise a long time ago that he wouldn’t let the job make him someone he didn’t recognize and he’s not about to start bailing on it now.

Can someone be a widow if their partner only ever planned to propose? Jamie almost suggests they get a priest in here and use Bobby as a witness, but (Y/N) deserves better than that. And she’ll find it someday, Jamie’s sure of it, with an accountant or a banker or someone with a boring job who doesn’t leave the house to get shot at and get paid too little for it. 

“My day sucked,” he jokes weakly despite the inner monologue that’s rushing through his brain, trying to get her to smile and his voice cracking with emotion in the process. (Y/N) struggles with it but she manages an upward tilt of the lips, eyes wet. 

His pretty girl, so fucking resilient.

“I bet,” she tells him. She doesn’t stop touching him, which Jamie appreciates as much as he does the effort at light conversation. “Office coffee was that bad, huh.” 

Jamie’s laugh turns into a sob so quickly that he reasons it wasn’t really ever a laugh. His fragile good humor is gone in an instant, lip wobbling and features scrunching in agonized despair.

“I’m sorry,” he cries earnestly and without restraint for the first time since his mom died, probably. He shuts his eyes but it does nothing to stop the flow once it's started and (Y/N) can’t wipe all his tears fast enough. “We should’ve gone on vacation, I shouldn’t have gone to work at all, I’m so sorry–”

“Hey,” she cuts him off, equally as devastated. “Honey, it’s alright, it’s okay. You were doing the right thing, there’s nothing for you to be sorry about.”

He keeps apologizing anyway, fervently. Jamie isn’t strong enough to stop when (Y/N) starts to cry, too. She just holds him as best she can while they cry together. “You don’t deserve this, you don’t need less than half a–”

“You’re alive,” (Y/N) insists fiercely through tears. Jamie doesn’t tell her how this can’t be much of a life. “You came home to me, baby. That’s all that matters to me, you understand?”

Jamie hums an affirmative and keeps crying, and (Y/N) keeps soothing her fingers over his cheeks, his mouth, his temple, his hair. Jamie’s tremendously grateful for her, even if the need to make himself small and let (Y/N) hold him will never be satisfied again. 

“You’re not half of anything,” she continues to reassure him without room for discussion. “You’re my everything. My whole entire life, Jamie–”

“I kept thinking of you,” he weeps, his breaths coming fast and hurried without the usual feeling of his abdomen pulling with the force of his grief. “All the time I’m out there, all I do is think of you, and I thought this time, I– I– I–”

She says his name helplessly, pressing a fervent kiss to his temple while some of her tears fall into Jamie’s hair, her breath stuttering. (Y/N) wraps herself around him as best she can without disturbing his injuries and the machines that are keeping him alive, leaving her in a most awkward position she doesn’t complain about once. Jamie’s love for her is too strong to be contained inside his body.  

“I love you,” he tells her after enough time has passed that Jamie’s almost certain he won’t break into another sob. His voice quivers but that’s about it, and he thinks he’s allowed. (Y/N)’s fingers tremble against his temple. “I love you so much.”

“I love you,” she answers without hesitation, her voice a little shaky, too. She scratches at his hair and Jamie’s shiver is cut down to his neck. “I love you, baby, and we’re gonna be alright. We’re gonna be okay.”

“I don’t think we’ll make it to Alaska,” he tries not to scoff in disappointment because he knows (Y/N) won’t like it, and she proves him right when she purses her lips like she does when trying to convince herself not to slap him in the back of the head.

“Don’t be stupid,” she says, but it’s so, so soft it sounds like a term of endearment. Idiot, like honey, sweetheart, baby . “I don’t care about that. We can get shitfaced and take pictures with your thumb on the lens at home, you know.”

“Hey,” he says, trying and failing not to think about wedding rings at the bottom of champagne glasses or hidden in chocolate mousse cakes. He’s always made fun of people who think proposing with a choking hazard is a good idea but Jamie now aches for that stupidity, that normalcy that won’t ever be for him. He refuses to propose in a hospital room when he can’t even put a ring on her hand himself. “We probably won’t get a refund out of that.”

“That’s okay,” (Y/N) soothes. Nothing is, but Jamie lets her try. Maybe she’ll have better luck at pretending than he did. “I don’t mind.” 

They fall into silence and he almost goes to sleep under her hands, pacified to unconsciousness half due to exhaustion and half due to her presence: the calm in the middle of the storm. Jamie isn’t mad anymore, can’t be when she’s got him wrapped around her finger.

“I love you,” he can’t tell her enough, sleepy and quiet. The rush of air she lets out is the only indication that (Y/N) heard him. 

Breathing’s getting harder, already a chore, and now the thought of the device running out of batteries or accidentally disconnecting from where it's keeping him alive makes him anxious. (Y/N)’s worried, he can tell even if she almost never voices it because she refuses to make him feel guilty about doing the job he loves. Jamie wishes she’d tell him off, scream and cry at him and not bottle it all up. It’ll only be worse when he–

He says, "Want every day with you," with sharp breaths between each word because he's too exhausted to say I want to spend the rest of my life with you. There's a ring in my locker at the station that I've been waiting for the right moment to give to you. He doesn't say, every moment is right when we're together and I'm sorry I'm only realizing that when I’m unable to breathe on my own.

(Y/N) smiles, shaky and watery, and the most gorgeous sight Jamie’s seen in his life. She knows, and Jamie knows she does. The knot that had built up the whole time he'd struggled to stay awake, waiting for her in this hospital bed, loosens.

It’s gonna be okay. She’s gonna be alright, even if she’ll miss him. She’ll grieve and move on knowing, without a doubt, that Jamie loved her like he’s never loved anyone before. It’s enough for him. He can only hope it’s enough for her, too. 

“Honey,” she rouses him gently from an accidental slumber hours later, the sun that gave little light to the room now gone behind the horizon, (Y/N)’s fingers still caressing his face. She looks exhausted and worried and the most beautiful Jamie’s ever seen her. Her smile is brittle and shaky. “Your dad’s here. I didn’t want to wake you up, but–”

“‘s okay,” he tells her. “Can you give us a few minutes?”

“Sure,” she says softly, hesitation clouding her features only for a second before she’s leaning in for a kiss, firm and lingering. Jamie exhales into it, something in his chest unfurling at the touch. He hadn’t realized they hadn’t kissed yet. “I’ll bring him in.”

“Wait,” he says, managing a boyish grin with lidded eyes. “Do that again.”

(Y/N)’s smile is bright, and Jamie’s glad to taste it when she goes in for another kiss on his mouth and then moves on to his cheek, his nose, his chin, his forehead. “Insatiable.”

“You love it.”

“God help me, I do,” she pats his chest carefully. “Let me go get your dad before he wonders what we’re doing in here.”

“Okay,” he says quietly, and once last time because he can’t help himself. “I love you.”

(Y/N) turns from where she already had one foot out the door, expression tender. “I love you back. See you in a minute.”

Later, after crying in the safety of his dad’s presence like a little boy and saying his goodbyes, Jamie closes his eyes as his breaths begin to recede. The shrill sound of his heart monitor, the panic that takes over the room when he stops breathing, he’s aware of none of it. 

Behind his lids isn’t death, but the Northern Lights and (Y/N) underneath them, showered in colors and smiling at him like she did that first night in a bar, young and unknowing. She offers him her hand and Jamie takes it. Nothing hurts.

 ________

this fic snuck up on me ngl but the season finale fucking wrecked me. i’m still thinking about writing a fix it.

short (considering my standards lol) and somewhat sweet? hope you enjoyed and if u want tell me what u think!

<3 

masterlist / ao3 / buy me a coffee

[nacrella]

X: Show me a more heartbreaking season finale or jump off this cliff

Me:

[witches-unruly-heart]

To whoever writes for Organized Crime

Can someone write a fix it fic for Jamie? I want him to live and either have a good life with reader, or with Jet! 🙏🏼😭💔❤️

[stefanmikaleson1864]

0802 Part Two !

Requested by @sirishavenigalla !!! I reallyhope you like this and it was worth the wait ! Thank you for being patient while i tried my best to finish it !

Hi , thank you so much for writing that , I enjoyed reading it. I was wondering if you could write part 2 where the Indian American reader and Jamie get engaged , but things start to get rough, the reader is tired of him being reckless on the field and constantly coming home late . She’s sick and tired of staying up late and wondering when he’s going to come home and worrying about whether he’s going to come back in one piece. They get in to a argument about it , she tells him she can’t do this anymore and stays at her friends place. The next day she stops by at OC on her way to drop off the aloo ( potato) samosas as well as ladoos she made because she knows how much Jamie and the team like them . Elliot notices how upset the reader is and knocks some sense in to Jamie . Jamie realizes he can’t lose her again (he wants to spend the rest of his life with her ) he apologizes and makes it up to her . 

Y/N”S POV

Where do I begin this ? Things have gone from bad to good to bad again. Me and Jamie got engaged and we were so happy and so excited

. The thought of spending forever with someone was so exciting. We had so many celebrations and dinner’s and it felt like a whirlwind. 

Then the hard parts started. Jamie was going back to being reckless and doing whatever he wanted. It was like he didn’t have anyone to come home to

. Which hurt me a lot. It’s not like I wanted him to become a different person. I just wanted him to act like he cared. 

He also was staying out a lot longer past his shift. You don’t know where he was or what he was doing.

The thought of him cheating didn’t cross your mind. You knew that what ever was going on he wouldn’t cross that line ever.

I tried everything I could to get the point across to him because everything I did seemed like it never worked. He just kept saying the same thing over and over again. That this was his life and he needed me to respect that. 

The way he was treating you made you feel like you had some regrets about everything. He made it seemed like your opinion didn’t matter and that he was the only one in the relationship. 

Something big had to happen in order for things to change. You debated over and over again in your head what that decision would be. You just needed to take some time and clear your head out. 

You had a friend who had a spare bedroom in her house. She offered it up to you a couple months of ago when the bad times started. But you didn’t want to leave him not yet anyways. 

Sara was incredible. You two meant years ago at a bar when both of your dates stood you guys up. You bonded over everything your passion for work and even your favorite tv shows. 

She truly was your sister and you were blessed beyond measures to have her. 

Now it felt like you had no other choice. It was either losing him temporary or forever. So while he was at work you packed up your stuff and you left. Taking some things for a couple of weeks. 

Packing up your stuff you could feel the heartbreak and the pain. The tears wouldn’t stop flowing down your face. You kept second guessing it every time you put something in your suitcase. 

But there was no turning back now and you kept it going, reminding yourself this was out of love. 

You were getting the last little bit of stuff ready when you heard a beep coming from outside.

It was time for you to go. So you zipped up the suitcase and slowly made your way out. 

Your friend was sitting in her car looking at you with a sad face. She smiled up at you and you walked down to the car and threw your stuff in the trunk. 

You made your way up to the front and she reached out and gave your hand a squeeze. 

“Hey come on it’s going to be okay” She said. 

“Thanks I know” was all you could muster out. 

The two of you drove off and the car ride to the house was pretty silent. You couldn’t help but wonder was this the best thing or were you running away from your problems? 

“Your doing the right thing you know”  Sara said

“How do you know” You said 

“Because you need to follow your heart and your smart you know what your doing” She said. 

“You always see the good” You said 

“Sometimes you have to” Sara said. 

The conversation kind of fell flat after that and you just tried to shake your thoughts out and not over think everything like you always do. 

Finally after what felt like forever you made your way to sara’s house. It was so beautiful and you were lowkey jealous she lived there. 

“Come on let’s get you settled in” Sara said. 

You grabbed your stuff out of the car and headed in. She walked you up to your room and it was beautiful a nice big room with a view. 

“It’s so beautiful” You said looking around it. 

“Thank you now you relax and come down for lunch when your ready” Sara said. 

You smiled up at her and she headed out. You took your stuff out and placed it inside the drawers. 

After you were done you just sat on the bed and you let a few tears fall. How did you get here you thought. 

You just shrugged it off and your stomach growled so you headed down for food. Sara was making lunch just some sandwiches and you couldn't complain food was food. 

“Here eat” Sara said placing a plate in front of you.

You sat down on the island and grab the food in front of you. It was a ham and cheese nothing special but you were grateful nonetheless. 

You both just started eating in silence. Sara was struggling to find the right words to say to you. She knew no matter what she said nothing was going to comfort you. 

After lunch you cleaned up and went straight up to your room. You laid in the bed and watched tv and kept checking your phone. Hoping and praying he would reach out. 

You just cried a little bit and a couple hours had passed and you didn’t realize how late it had gotten. 

It was getting late so you decided to start getting ready for bed wanting more for the day to end. Jamie didn’t text you or call so you figured he wasn’t home yet. 

You got up and got your Pajama’s to change into whe suddenly your phone went off and you raced over to pick it up. 

It was Jamie calling you and you couldn’t tell if you were more happy or upset or worried. It was like everything was all mixed into one. 

“Hello” you blankay answered the phone. 

“That’s all i get is a hello where are you what happened” Jamie yelled into the phone you could hear the panic in his voice. 

“I left you a note to let you know I was safe. But come one this can’t be a surprise” You said. 

“We could have talked it out not run away from our problems” Jamie said. 

“I don’t have a problem you do fix it and figure it out” You snapped back. 

You hung up the phone and felt the tears fall down from your face. 

This wasn’t on you he was the one who was treating you different and not caring. So why should you. You weren’t going to be the only one putting effort into this relationship.

A few weeks had passed sense you moved into Sara’s house. You honestly had thought you would moved back in now but that wasn’t the case. Neither of you were budging. 

You weren’t the one to blame and he needed to see he was the one who needed to fix this and make it right. 

Put the other part of you just wanted to reach out and talk to him and clear the air. You just wanted to fix things. 

You also felt bad that you were still crashing here. Sara said it was fine and that you could crash as long as you needed. 

Right now you were sitting around in the living room when your phone started ringing. To your surprise it was Elliot calling you. 

When you saw it you were first confused then the panic started setting in . 

“Hey omg is everything okay” You asked all in one breath. 

“Whoa slow down it’s okay it’s not like this” Elliot said. 

“Look i’m calling to be a mediator” Elliot said.

“What do you mean” You asked taking a breath. 

“I mean is your both miserable and Jamie is beating himself up hard and you know him he’s not gonna reach out he’s just gonna sull and he’s gonna throw it away don’t let him” Elliot said. 

“I don’t know why can’t he just come to me and say he’s sorry” You said. 

“Because he’s afraid he’s been through a lot he doesn’t know how to communicate” Elliot said. 

He was right about that Jamie had been through a lot. Maybe you shouldn’t be so hard. 

“Fine let me think about it” You said 

“Thats all i ask were gonna be here late” Elliot said. 

He hung up the phone after that. It did get you thinking about a lot. 

You kept wracking your brain what to do so you decided to be nice and bring him dinner well the whole crew. 

You made him your famous aloo samoos and ladoos. He loved them he always ate them up in a heartbeat so you made extras. 

After you cooked you got a hot shower and finally put on some nice clothes. You felt good and you were excited and nervous to see Jamie. 

You gathered up your food and headed out. The drive down your butterflies were going off. But you also felt like anything could go wrong. You just kept replaying every single thing that could go wrong. 

It was about a half hour away and when you got there you decided it was no turning back now. You gathered up your food and headed in. 

Everyone was sitting around and not doing anything really. Jamie was sitting at his desk with his head down. 

Elliot was the first one to notice. He smiled up at you and got up and ran over.

“Hey thank you for coming and even more so for the food we missed you around here” He said he grabbing the food and taking it into the kitchen. 

Jamie heard Elliot talking and the smell of the food and got up from his desk. He just kind of stared at you. 

“God damn it man go and talk to her” Ayanna yelled out. 

“For the love of god she’s standing right there go right now or your fired” Elliot yelled out. 

It made both laugh and Jamie walked over to you. 

“Can we talk in private” He said quietly 

“Yeah come on” you said 

“Boo no fun we wanna hear” Jet yelled 

Everyone laughed and you both headed out the front door. 

“Y/n” Jamie started 

“What is going on” You asked looking at him. 

He was staring at the ground and slowly his eyes landed on yours. His eyes looked desperate. 

“I don’t know i just” Jamie yelled. 

“You just what this is what I mean you just kept shutting me out i’m sick of it I can’t take it anymore we can work like this” You yelled the tears falling from your eyes. 

That Broke Jamie seeing you cry. He never meant to hurt you like this, he knew you deserved better that what he was doing. 

“I just got scared I guess you know things got real fast and I love you and you know what i’ve been through. The easier option was to just push you away and I didn’t want to reach out because I thought you didn’t wanna hear from me” Jamie said honestly. 

“You can’t just do that okay. I’m gonna be your wife I love you come to me when your scared or hurt I’m not going anywhere I love you, your the best thing that’s ever happened to me” You said. 

“I love you more than life itself I don’t wana loose you ever okay” Jamie said 

“You need to get help go to therapy and talk to someone. This can’t happen again” You said honestly. 

“I know I will done” Jamie said 

He grabbed your face and leaned down and kissed you. The butterflies were erupting in your stomach and you missed this so damn much. 

“ I love you” Jame said breaking the kiss and placing his forehead on your 

“I love you more” You said 

“I love you both now i hate to break this up but were all hungry and the food is warmed up so let’s eat” Elliot said. 

You both jumped not hearing him come out. 

“We were having a moment” Jamie said 

“Yeah we got that but food let’s go” Elliot said. 

You both laughed and Jamie grabbed your hand 

“Let’s go eat” He said. 

He grabbed your hand and you both followed him inside and into the kitchen. 

Everyone had plates and the food all spread out. There was chairs all brought in so you could all sit together 

“I see everything worked out” Jet said 

“Yeah it did” You said 

“Good i’m glad i could not stand for another moment Jamie walking around sulking all day it was getting to much” Elliot said. 

“Oh well he was sad because you didn’t move in with him” You said laughing. 

“Yeah i think he asked but we didn’t get conformation you said no” Ayanna said 

“Uh he wanted me to sleep on the right side he knows better” Elliot said. 

Everyone laughed at that 

“Y/N is a much better partner to sleep with” Jamie said. 

“Awww well I don’t know Elliot is nice” You said 

“Well you keep bringing this food in I’m yours anytime” Elliot said. 

“Nah this mine forever” Jamie said. 

“Damn straight” You said. 

Everyone was joking and eating and enjoying themselves and you were so grateful Elliot called. It was going to take some work and you and Jamie both had a lot to talk about when you got home.

But he was your person and he was worth the fight for and you were so happy to be coming home.

[lunastar92]

Okay, now I want to know what Jet's password is. 🤣

[atouchofireland]

My thoughts on SVU & OC ep 13:

I agree with people that Velasco & Muncy had cool vibes. But tbh, I like Jamie & Jet more so I was like eh okay.

Though there wasn’t direct mention of EO… HOLY SHIT was there subtext.

Starting off the episode with the engaged couple and the phrase “sometimes things just work out” to parallel El’s “and what if things work out?” Like 😩 and then Liv REPEATING it to them at the end!

THEN the woman’s speech to her crazy husband! And Liv’s FACE!!

“I see that I’ve hurt you.” “Just tell me why you did it.”

“I loved you too much. It made me feel vulnerable. And you know how messed up my family was. I didn’t know how to love. Maybe we could figure that out together. I don’t wanna be with him. I still love you.”

“I still love you too.”

Like… IT CUT TO LIV AFTER NEARLY EVERY LINE

As for OC, that dog was super cute so it was gross and sad to see the hand thing. While Jet is a good actress she does like Seamus. I am scared for her but she’s clearly gonna be saved and I hope Jamie is freaking out.

OH and side note: I am so skeptical of that Rika chick. Why do they keep showing her at the apartment instead of the office and WHY do they keep bringing women on to flirt with Elliot only to have him (thankfully) turn them down?? Idk I just feel like since she’s tied to Liv something will happen there, maybe some kind of jealous thing to kick Liv’s ass in gear idk.

And that’s what you missed on glee.

[captain-penguin2]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Law & Order: Organized Crime (TV 2021) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jet Slootmaekers/Jamie Whelan Characters: Jet Slootmaekers, Jamie Whelan, Ayanna Bell, Elliot Stabler Additional Tags: Undercover Summary:

Jet and Jamie go undercover in Quan's campaign building.

[sassbewitchedmyass]

Chapter 8 of my EO political AU is up!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42953463/chapters/109657635

[whateverthedragonswant]

So...just watched both crossover finales for SVU and OC.

I have mixed emotions. On one hand, it was nice to get the old groove of Benson and Stabler working together again. On the other hand, I want to look at the shows' writing teams & Graziano and go "Wtf?"

Let me see if I've got this straight... Rollins exited the show and Giddish is no longer a series regular, she left SVU to take a job as a professor, and we had a huge emotional farewell for her, her story was tied up nicely with her and Carisi getting married, etc...only for her not to deny Olivia's assessment of "You miss it, don't you?" And her confirming it by saying she loves her students but it's not what she thought it would be basically. We see that she's pregnant, something Carisi had told Benson a couple of episodes ago, and we also see Carisi becoming increasingly worried about impending fatherhood. I seriously doubt Kelli is coming back to the show but they have Muncey leave and STILL have this conversation happen between Benson and Rollins when it wasn't needed? It nullifies her emotional farewell to the show and all of the happiness fans had for her endgame (her marriage, her kids, her new career) and dilutes the reason for the conflict she initially had with Benson over her leaving.

And then Muncey leaving... Perhaps the actress Molly Burnett had another project, I'm not really sure what happened there. But we have yet ANOTHER spot to be filled on SVU and now also OC as well? I'm all for rotating new faces and stories but Muncey wasn't even here for a year. Should I expect Bruno to go somewhere in the beginning of the next season? Hard to maintain any emotional investment into these characters if they're just going to have short stints like this. TV is not the movies. TV characters stories' are meant to develop over time, that's the medium and type of story telling it has.

Speaking of which, WTF was that with Jamie? Again, maybe the actor Brent Antonello had another project on board, but what a brutal ending!!! And then to have the sociopath saved on top of it??? Also, why build up the relationship between him and Jet all season only to have it end in a phone call ILY that was one-sided due to him not returning the sentiment and that's the last thing he "says" to her ever?

And no goodbye convo between Benson and Muncey? Or Jamie and Stabler? Or even Velasco and Muncey really? He helps her carry her stuff to her car? And just a hug from Fin? That's it? Jamie, who was a practical mirror for Stabler? And while Benson and Jamie both getting hurt might be a parallel, again Jamie was a mirror for Stabler so how does Jamie not saying the ILY to Jet parallel? This just didn't make any sense to me.

And literally last episode, Benson and Stabler say that the almost kiss wasn't the right moment between them, but now they're just "partners"? He wants her to find her way to happiness? Okay, I can get behind that but then you have her watching after him like that? What? And Stabler already told Benson he loved her, so she knows this already, but when he says he was worried when he couldn't see and heard the shot...she tells him how terrible it must have been for him because it brings back memories about Kathy? I'm not saying she's wrong but make it make sense, people. D-E-V-E-L-O-P-M-E-N-T

Which we know they've thrown into the mix already because he tells Benson he's going on a job and she says "Thank you for telling me this time." So wtf was all the rest of this?

Idk if this was Graziano or what, but this episode single-handedly dismantled the Jamie and Jet relationship, the Velasco and Muncey relationship, and yep, the Bensler relationship. Not to mention they sidelined the Bell and Fin dynamic that we should have gotten to see more of.

And I'm going to say it, when is that Chief going to take a hike? Don't get me wrong, I like the actor, but no way in hell has his character gotten any development since he started deferring to Benson and working on himself. It's almost as if his behavior in this SVU finale undid all of that development and turned him into the asshole boss Benson battled with when he replaced Chief Garland (not that I understood why he and Kat were exited from the show back then either, especially when both actors said it was not their choice to leave the show).

I know OC has had a very high turnover for showrunners since Ilene and that has unfortunately sometimes been shown in the writing. But these two finales felt way off, from everything both shows have been building this past season (and even a little before that).

So I say to Graziano - wtf is going on?

[lovelinny]

Jet and Jamie are giving me old Elliot and Liv vibes and I’m sad because I know how that relationship ends 😭

[thena0315]

Why did it have to end like this!! This was my favorite OC lineup!! 😭 😭 😭

RIP Detective Jamie Whelan

Badge #91111

[rqgnarok]

thinking about jamie not answering to jet’s ‘i love you’ and knowing he was already thinking of asking reyes to pull the plug.

[nacrella]

Okay I just woke up into another chaos and I need answers WTH IS GOING ON ARE YOU SERIOUS SVU?? 

I've been crying since I woke up and I'll keep crying for some more time. Did Muncy actually leave? And your reason is that fans hated her?? Fans just started to like her!! Have you seen the hate for churlish? And what will happen to my dear veluncy 😭 I was expecting them to end up together. How could they do this to us? At the end of the day, all the bensler fans are happy... but we'll never get more scenes of our ship again. I'm sooo mad and sad at the same time. Veluncy was the only reason I kept watching svu but now I'm done with it. I didn't even watch the episode. And frankly, I'm not planning to watch it bc I know I'll cry AGAIN. The only thing they care about is bensler... I think bensler was Dick Wolf's tactic to keep fans hooked on the show for years. I thought that the fans would get what they wanted in the season finale and that veluncy would be paved the way. We didn't deserve this ending... I won’t believe it until Molly explains. I want muncy back! I want my veluncy back 🥺

And the terrible things don't stop there. Whelan's dead? Is he really? I can't get over how they write terrible endings to all my favorite characters. Duarte, Whelan and now Muncy... Whelan didn't deserve such an ending and so much hate. Most of the fans have so much hatred for the new characters and don't give them a chance. Then they say they're glad they're leaving and it drives me crazy. I think we would all be happy if a separate series for the bensler and a separate series for the side characters 🫠

What about those deleted scenes? I don't really care about the deleted scenes after Muncy's departure and Whelan's death, but they deleted the scene with Velasco working with Reyes. Everything I was excited about about this crossover has turned out so badly. Looks like I will keep crying for a while 🤧 Depression mode: on.

I just want to wake up again and see that it was all a nightmare. I’ll never be ready to watch these episodes. Unless Muncy comes back next season saying "hey I'm back", I won't be in a good mood. What will Velasco do without her? She was the only one who really trusted and loved him. As he said, Muncy was his “only real friend”.

I’m also sad about Jet and Jamie… they could make a cute couple 🥺 There might be an open door for Muncy but Whelan is gone forever now. I still don’t want to believe. He was baby Stabler. My tears will become a fountain when I watch the scene he dies (if I can watch it) Svu writers are really good at ruining good things…

I think it’s time for Benson and Stabler to retire.

Let's talk about what's on our minds. None of us seems to be able to get out of this depression for a while. I’m open to any comments 💔