//Is there a Stamaro AU? If there is tag yourself so I can give you credit. I searched but couldn’t find anything. Thank you to whoever requested it and sorry it took so long to fill. Waiting for inspiration.//
Peter entered the 16th precinct hesitant and cautiously. He knew he didn’t make any friends when he had to prosecute their last ADA who everyone loved, of course.
“Peter. Come in,” Liv said just this side of bitter.
Peter sighed heavily and followed Liv. “I hope you have more evidence this,” Peter said in an accusatory manner. “I can’t convict on this information.”
Liv glared at Peter. “We’re doing the best we can. My detectives-”
Peter interjected. “Your detectives need to do better than their best then don’t they? Call me when you have something.”
Nick knocked then walked into the office. “Liv? We have the victim coming in from the nightclub rape.”
“NIck. This is ADA Peter Stone. Peter, this is Detective Nick Amaro,” Liv gestured between the two men.
“Nice to meet you,” Nick said and offered his hand to shake. “Heard a lot about you.”
Peter shook his hand. “All good I’m sure,” Peter said with a smirk. He couldn’t stop staring at Nick’s warm, brown eyes.
“Of course,” Nick replied wryly. Peter’s hand was warm and strong.
Liv stood looking between the two men. “Well if the male bonding is over I’d like to talk about the case.
Later that evening Peter stopped for a drink at Forlini’s. He was on his second glass of scotch when someone sat down beside him. When he turned he was surprised to see Nick.
“Hope you don’t mind I join you. Tough day. Got this new boss breathing down my neck,” Nick quipped. “Beer, please. Whatever you have on draft,” he said to the bartender.
Peter chuckled. “Yeah, I heard that he can be demanding.”
Nick phone dinged. He looked at the screen but ignored the text. Maria texting him again. When would she understand that they were over. They had no kids, nothing connecting them. He shook his head.
Peter couldn’t remember the last time he enjoyed conversing with someone. Nick wasn’t just handsome. He was smart, funny and passionate about his job.
One drink turned into four. He found it easy to talk to Peter. And he wasn’t hard on the eyes. Nick stood. “I better get home. Gotta meet with the new boss tomorrow.”
“Good luck. Don’t let him get to you. He’s basically a good guy.”
“ Yeah, I know. Good night, Peter.” Nick clasped his shoulder.
“Good night, Nick.” He watched as Nick walked through the bar. Peter smiled.
Nick turned back to wave at Peter to find him watching him. He walked out of the bar grinning like a fool.
SVU addict 