//Alright! Here we go! Hold on to your pants because I am about to create unnecessary drama! Here is the first part! I really want to add that I did not see it intentionally going this way, but sometimes the story takes over before I have a chance to rein it in. Honestly, looks like I am gonna be writing a third part to this.
You sit at Forlini’s staring into your wine. You divert your gaze slightly, checking out the time on your phone, and still no texts from Rafael. You sigh heavily, before you finally take a sip, setting it back down on the napkin. You were grateful for the fact that it had been such a busy day at work because it allowed you not to think.
You glance up at the door, feeling disappointment because it wasn’t Rafael. The words that Grace had said was getting to you and you knew it. You had never felt such jealousy before…probably because you had never felt this way before. Even when you had been engaged.
You lean back in your chair. You knew that Rafael was going to be here soon. After all he said he was going to be. You look up from your phone as you see the door open again and feel your stomach sink as Grace walks in. You want to vomit, just seeing her face.
Grace spots you as well, taking the seat next to you, not bothering to ask for your permission, “Where’s your man?” She quipped.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” You snap back.
“Just asking for a friend. I left before him, and yet Olivia Benson was in the room. Not you. Funny huh?” You watch as the bartender sets Gin and Tonic down in front of her.
“Do you get some sick pleasure out of this?” You turn your entire body towards her, silently begging her to give you a reason to punch her.
“Considering the fact that neither one of us is going to end up with him? Yes.” She said smugly.
“I am really fucking sick of you. I don’t get where you think you have the right to encroach on a relationship and think that you can try to destroy it? I mean what kind of woman does that to another woman? You really must hate yourself by trying to destroy another person’s relationship!” You finish your wine slamming down your glass so hard to the point that you think that it going to shatter, but somehow it doesn’t.
You dig out the cash, tossing it on the bar, “For mine and her drink Tony!” He call out, pulling on your coat.
“A real class act, huh?” She chided.
You feel your body freeze over as your fists clench before you turn to her, “You know what?” You say calmly, “You choosing to be a lawyer was probably the only proper choice you made in your life. You are a special kind of slime ball.” You snap.
“Quite original work you have there,” Grace laughed, “Thanks for the drink,” She winked. You leave so fast that you don’t realize that you left your phone sitting on the bar top.
You can feel the autumn wind biting in your cheeks as you head towards his office. You need to just breathe, but it feels like your lungs are so tense that they refuse to inflate with air. You turn a corner before you realized that you are lost. You pat your pockets, cursing under your breath as you realize where you left your phone. You pull your jacket tighter around yourself as your feel unease settle into your stomach.
You look around and see a group of men coming towards you. You try to think about what Olivia told you to do in these situations, but all you can think to do is cross the street. Sometimes you hate when the way that you let your anger get the best of you.
“Hey bitch! We told you to stop!”
“Leave me alone!” You scream over your shoulder.
“Hey, that’s no way to talk to a man!” He screams after you.
You start to move faster, but realize it’s too late as someone shoves you against the wall behind you as you realize they are masked, “Are you in a relationship with Rafael Barba?” You feel the fear deep in your bones as you try to look anywhere else but his brown eyes.
“Yea…Yes.” You stammer as you pray for your brain to snap into motion. That’s when you finally remember to just attract attention. You take a deep breath, filling your lungs, “HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME!” You scream before you feel your head shoved into wall. You can see stars swimming into the vision.
“Shut the fuck up!” One of the guy hisses.
“Come on man! All we have to do is mess her up and then we go! Let’s go! Isn’t a swollen lip enough?”
“If you are going to be fucking weak Luiz, leave.” The main guy hisses.
“Ya know what? Fine. I am not taking part of this!” He hissed, “You’re a fucking dumbass for taking the money for this!” He snaps before you see him run away.
“No!” You croak, “Please, I have money!” You feel as though you can’t catch your breath. You feel his hand wrap around your throat.
“I don’t want your money ya hoe. I was paid to mess you up. Not take your cash.” He hisses as you see the ugly rose on his neck before you feel even more fists cascade onto your body.
You try to remember more details but the last thing you see are blue and red flashing lights before your body hits the concrete.
***
You crack your eyes against the bright light over head. You entire body feels like its a thousand pounds that you can barely move. You try to turn your head but it feels like you are moving like a turtle, “Rafa?” You mumble as you see his head perk up.
“Hey, there Y/N. Take it easy. You were jumped. I just need you to stay calm. I am right here. Do you remember anything? Olivia and Dodds are out taking statements. Ok?” He said softly.
You nod even though it feels like your head didn’t even move. The last thing that you see, before you fall back asleep, is how green his eyes are.
–
You wake up hours later, this time able to slowly push yourself up. You see Olivia sleeping in the chair instead of Rafael. You look around and feel panic close your throat before you realize that you are in a hospital. You feel your breathing becoming less eractic.
“Olivia?” You croak and watch as she slowly comes out of her sleep.
“Y/N. You’re awake! I sent Barba for a walk. He needed some air. He is blaming himself for this.” She said softly as she takes your hand into hers.
“Olivia…was…I…?”
“No, shh. You are going to be ok. You were jumped. You have a broken rib and some bruising and lacerations but you are okay. I know you are tired but are you ready to give a statement?”
“Yes.” You can feel how dry your throat is but you just want to get this done and over with. You can feel the tears pricking your eyes, “I tried to remember all the things you taught me bu-but I couldn’t!”
“You did fight back. You scratched someone so hard that you got facial hair and plenty of DNA under your nails. You did really good Y/N. You screamed loud enough that someone called the police. Can you tell me what you do remember?”
You watch as Olivia points her phone towards you, recording your statement, “I was angry…I got in an argument with Grace…the one Rafa works with…” You admit, “I left the bar…I wasn’t,” You take a deep breath before you continue, “I forgot my phone on the bar top, and I got lost. I didn’t know what to do. They just crowded me out of no where.” You can feel the tears running down your cheeks.
“What did you get in an argument with Grace about?”
“She has been flirting and trying to kiss Rafa…Carmen told me and Rafa did too. She got under my skin.” She cautiously swiped the tears from the one eye that she could see out of.
“You are human and that happens,” Liv says to you soothingly, “Can you tell me anything else about the attack?”
“They were paid to do it, and one of them had the ugliest rose on their neck.” You take a deep breath as you stare at the hospital regulated blanket. All the white was beginning to give you a headache.
“You are doing so good. Is there anything else?” She questions gently, “No.” You mutter before you look down.
“Okay,” She said softly and took your undamaged hand into her own. You knew that Grace was wrong, and you feel even more embarrassment as Olivia gently runs her hand over yours, “Why were you and Grace arguing?”
“We were in Forlinis and she…she said that Rafa is in love with you.” You gauge her reaction before you hear her warm laughter surround you, “Grace has got some issues and it’s not the first time that I have been accused of that,” She said softly.
You both look at Rafa, as he walks in,”She gave me a lot of useful information. I am going to go and start looking up the leads. Rafa, I need you to send me any of the threats that you have been getting,” She said before leaving.
“We are going to get to the bottom of this. I promise Y/N. I want to kill whoever hurt mi corazon. I am so sorry I was late. I was going to call you, but I got lost in my paperwork and…God, I am so sorry.”
You can see the pain in his eyes. You intertwine your fingers before you give a half smile, “It’s okay,” You say softly, “I know you would never have let this happen to me.”
“I love you Y/N. This was not how I planned how to do it, but,” You watch as he pulls a box out of his pocket, “I can’t lose you and tonight really put that into perspective for me. Marry me Y/N. There is no one else I would rather wake up to every morning.”
You feel yourself smiling, even though your face hurts, “Yes,” you murmur as he slides the ring onto your finger.
“I’m glad you decided to come.” Mike glanced down at you. The four of you had just got to the zoo. Isaac was skipping along just in front of you and Cora was on Mike’s shoulders.
“You kinda put me in a tough spot, Mike. Regardless it’s good for the kids to see us get a-” You were interrupted by the ringing of Mike’s phone.
He grimaced when he checked the caller ID. “Sorry. It’s work. I…” His face looked sad and regretful. He looked down at his phone as it continued to ring.
“Of course it is.” Gathering Cora from Mike, you walked ahead. You couldn’t hear the converstion but got the gist. No doubt he’d have to go in. Letting out a long sigh you took Isaac and Cora over to the elepahants.
Mike came up behind you and placed his hand on your lower back, causing you to flinch. “Sorry. I did’t mean to startle, I- uh, I have to go in. Sonny is out of town and Jesse is sick so Amanda-”
Laughing unhumorously you shook your head, “Just go Michael”, you shot a glare at him. “I don’t know why I thought today would be any different.”
“That’s not fair, Y/N.” Mike countered back. “It is my job. There’s no one else to go in. ”
“And if I hadn’t been here with you? What would you have done? And you want to talk about fair? I’ll tell you what’s not fair. Promising the kids a day at the zoo, then bailing. You know what else isn’t fair? Me having to be the one to tell them all the time why daddy had to leave.” Turning on your heel, you walked away.
Anne and William offered to give the kids a bath, while you cleaned up dinner. There was a knock at the door, “Coming”, you called as you dried your hands. You were surprised to see Mike at the door. You stared up at him, “Mike. What are you doing here? Are you okay?” He looked anything but okay.
“Can I come in?”, he asked. “I’d like to tell the kids good night, tuck them in.” His face looked beyond exhausted and it made your heart ache. You opened the door wider and gestured him in.
“Your dad and Anne are giving them a bath right now”, you answered as you walked back to the kitchen to finish the dishes. Mike trailed behind you then slouched into a chair at the table.. “There’s leftovers. I’m sure you didn’t eat it anything.”
“Yeah, thanks. Food would be great”, he responded with a half smile. Grabbing the food from the refrigerator, he popped it in the microwave.
You continued to load the dishwasher, with your back to him. Feeling the weight of his stare, you turned to look at him. “What Mike?”
“How did things get so bad?“ His voice was barely a whisper.
Pursing your lips together, "I wish I had an answer to that. If we did, we probably wouldn’t be where we are right now.” Your eyes locked with his and there was still that pull, that had been there since the night you met.
He ambled over to where you were leaning against the counter. He reached a finger out to stroke your cheek. You moved and his hand fell back to his side. ‘’It kills me that you move away from my touch, Y/N. I never thought…” his voice trailed off.
Feeling tears threaten and your resolve weaken, you stepped around him. “Me either.” Right now you really wanted his touch, craved it actually. You took a cleansing breath, "I’ll see if the kids are done with their baths.“
"Y/N?” Mike called after you. You turned to look back.“I love you. Just wanted to remind you. And that will never change.”
Nodding your head, “I know. I love you too”, you responded. “It’s never been a question of love, Michael.” Your voice was small. God your heart was hurting. All you wanted to do was run to his arms, feel his strong, protective but gentle embrace. Breath in his scent. Hear his heartbeat. Instead, you turned your back and left him standing in the kitchen.
The evening was cool, lightening bugs flickered in the dark and the sky was so clear you were pretty sure you could count every star in the sky. Stretching out on the lounger you sipped your wine and laid your head back.
“The kids were out before I finished their story”, he chuckled a bit. “Mind if I join you?” Simply shrugging your shoulders, you sipped your wine again. “I figured I’d find you out here. Sky is gorgeous tonight.” He stated as he took the chair beside you.
You didn’t answer him but continued to look up at the stars. The silence stretched between you. How could someone be so close but feel so far away.
Mike audibley sighed, "I know you’re mad at me, Y/N. And I get why. I just wish you would talk to me.”
“I’m not mad. I’m hurt. There’s a difference.” Repositioning yourself to look at Mike you studied his face. He looked like you felt- tired, sad, scared.
This time the ringing phone was your own. it finally seemed like you and Mike could start talking. Your brow furrowed when your mom’s number popped up. You had just talked to her earlier in the afternoon.
“Hello?” You stood from your chair, the tone of her voice alarming you. “Mom calm down. He what? Oh, no. Mom.” Your eyes growing big. Mike shot out of the chair, his hands on your shoulders. “No. Okay, I’m on the first flight. I love you too.”
“What is it? What’s wrong?” His eyes frantically searching your face.
You were thankful Mike had a grip on your shoulders at he moment. You took a shaky breath, “It’s my dad.” You shot your eyes up to Mike. “He, uh, he was shot. They don’t think he’ll make it …Wh-” but you were unable to finish your sentence.
Mike gathered you in his arms, “Shhh…I got you.” He presesd a kiss to your head. “I’m here, love. I got you, I got you.”
B = body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and their partners)
Sonny loves his hands. Who doesn’t? Am I right? He knows what he can to do and loves watching you cum with his fingers only. He is always gesturing and talking with his hands and it gets you so hot.
It has been established that Sonny is an ass man. He basicallly worships your whole body. One part he especially loves is your neck. He nuzzles your neck any chance he gets and you get goose bumps which he thinks is just adorable.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) He likes ass play, yours and his. Sonny is very open sexually and will try just abuout anything, as long as your comfortable with it.
F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) Any position that he can see your face. He loves to see your face during sex and while you cum. It reassures him that your okay.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) Cum and when you’re aroused. Seeing your glistening moisture after you’ve been riding his thigh, sets him off, Jesus, cause he knows he’s the reason you’re so wet. When he’s going down on you or he’s fingering you he slurps up every last drop.”
W = Wild Card ( Get a random headcannon) One word- submission. Depending on his mood, day, case load, etc determines if he wants to be a submissive or be dominated. On the bad days when he doesn’t want to make a decision and let go he’s submissive. On the bad days when he feels like things have been out of control, he’s dominate.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) He’s well groomed. Like the rest of his body (besides his head), he’s bare. Which is nice, cause who likes getting pubic hair in your teeth, blah.
X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, pictures or words) Oh ho ho. Mike is packing some serious heat. He is proud too (hence the boxer briefs). Or simply walking around naked, his towel “accidently” dropping when you walk onto the bathroom. One of hid favorite things is letting you “catch” him pleasuring himself.
The music played lightly in the background of the bar. It’s pretty normal for you to hang out with your long-time friend, Mike, and all his coworkers. You actually really enjoyed hanging out with them and the extra time you get to spend with Mike. You always have fun telling the squad childhood stories with Mike and what he is really like, they tell stories about what Mike is like at work.
“Michael Dodds, you are an idiot.” You laugh as you sip on the remaining amber liquid housed in the dark glass bottle as he goes on about some story.
“You love me though.” He smiles that adorable smile of his with a playful wink.
“You sure about that, big guy?” You ask, raising an eyebrow and standing to your feet. “I’m going to get another drink. Do you want another while I’m up?” You ask.
“Nah, I’m okay.” He smiles. “Thanks, sweetheart.”
You smile and shake your head, walking up to the bar to order another drink, unaware of Mike’s eyes glued to you as you walk away. When he turns his attention back to his other friends, seeing them staring at him with smirks.
“What?” Mike asks, looking around at everyone sitting at the table.
“You so have a thing for y/n, don’t you?” Amanda asks with a smirk, arms folded across her chest.
“She’s my friend!” Mike exclaims, eyes wide in surprise.
“We both know you want more than that.” Sonny smiles, watching you walk back to the table.
“What are you talking about? You’re all red in the face.” You smile, gently patting his cheek and taking a seat beside him.
“It’s – uh it’s nothing. Just talking.” Mike stutters through his words.
“Whatever it is had you all flustered.” You smile and look at Fin who raises his hands up, shaking his head. “What were you talking about?”
“You,” Amanda says, taking a swig of her alcohol and laughing as she watches your face turn red.
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