I wanted to ask for something kinda angst ridden and lovey ending- years ago I was abused by an ex and I didn’t have anyone to protect me so I was wondering if you could do a Sonny protecting the reader from an abusive ex. Please and thank you darling ❤️

Requested by @fleur-cheri13

//my dear, thank you for the ask. I am so sorry that you had to go through that and you had no one to help you. hope you have been able to recover. This will be a two, possibly three part ask.//

The warm Autumn sun shined down warming your skin. You closed your eyes and leaned back in the chair with your hands resting on your small baby bump while you waited for Sonny to meet you for lunch. Life couldn’t get much better.  

“Well. Well. Well.” The gravelly voice sent chills straight down your spine and your eyes flew open.”Fancy meeting you here.” Joseph, your ex, took the seat across from you. The smile on his face was unsettling.

“I have a restraining order. You need to leave. I’ll call the cops.” Try as you might, you couldn’t stop your voice from shaking. This man abused and terrorized you for years. It was only after he put you in the hospital with a concussion, broken eye socket and fractured ribs did you get the courage to leave.

The courts notified you of his release two months ago after only serving 3 years for “good behavior”.  At times you blame yourself. If you had reported the previous abuse, he could have been sentenced much longer. But he had a good attorney and plead down. You were granted an order of protection, and a condition of his parole is he would not have any communication of any kind with you. Which didn’t seem to make much of a difference.

Joseph just laughed. “You really think a piece of paper is going to keep us apart? We’re soulmates, honey. I’ll be long gone by the time the cops get here.”

God. Just the sound of that nickname made your skin crawl. “If you won’t leave, I will.” You stood to leave but he grabbed your wrist. “Let go, Joseph. Now. I will scream this place down.”

“Get your hands off her.” Sonny’s usual cheery voice was low and angry.

Joseph immediately let go of your wrist. “So this is the Staten Island schmuck that you married?” His eyes flicked to your belly. “And you’re knocked up?”

“If you so much as think about Y/N again, you’ll have me and the rest of the NYPD on you so fast-”

“Sounds like a threat Detective.” Joseph leered at Sonny.

“Nah. More like a promise.  When it comes to her and our child, I have no boundaries.” Sonny stepped up to Joseph toe to toe.

Joseph shoved you toward Sonny and took off. Sonny caught you before you fell.

“Are you okay?” One of Sonny’s hands went to your belly, the other on your shoulder. His face was etched with concern.

“I’m fine.” You gave him a small, reassuring smile. “Can we just go home, please?”

“Penny for your thoughts?” Sonny questioned as the two of you ate dinner.

“Guess I’m still just a little shook up from this afternoon,” you responded not meeting his eyes. You pushed the food around your plate.  It was all you could do was not cry. “Excuse me.” You pushed your plate away before you left the table.

“Y/N?” Sonny’s soft voice called your name from the other side of the bathroom door. “Are you okay doll?”

“Just give me a minute,” you answered back. The cold water you splashed on your face did little to make you feel better. So many horrible memories came flooding back this afternoon after the encounter with Joseph. You dried your face then opened the door to Sonny waiting for you on the other side.

Sonny gently brushed his fingers down your cheek. “It kills me to see you like this.” Sonny knew the whole story between you and Joseph. It all came out one night when Sonny got mad about an incident between him and his Dad. He slammed his fist on the counter. When he saw your reaction to his behavior he knew. He apologized. You reassured him you weren’t afraid of him, which was the truth.

“I’m sorry. Not seeing him since the trial, then him just…being there.” You covered your mouth as a sob escaped your throat.

Sonny pulled you to his chest. “I’m going to take care of this. I promise you, he can never hurt you again.” He cupped your head in his hand, while the other caressed your back as he rocked you side to side.

Voices from the living room woke you. Sonny had laid down with you until you fell asleep. You padded quietly into the living room where Sonny was talking to Olivia, Fin and another man you didn’t know.

Sonny ran his hand through his hair, then rubbed the back of his neck. “What do ya mean ‘he’s unreachable’? You mean you have no idea where he is. He accosted my pregnant wife.”

“He’s out there then. And no one knows where he is.”  All turned at the sound of your voice. “Does he know where we live? It didn’t seem like he had a problem finding me this afternoon.”

“Doll, it’s late. You should be sleeping.”

Olivia approached you, placing her hands on your shoulders. “I assure you, Y/N , we’ll find him.” The determination in her eyes was unmistakable. She turned back to Sonny. “Until then there will be a car posted outside the building. Sonny, you stay home with Y/N for a few days.”

“We’ll get him kid.” Fin nodded to you. You gave him a small smile and wrapped your arms around yourself. “We’ll show ourselves out.”

Sonny ran his hands up and down your arms. “Want some tea? Or I can make ya somethin’. You didn’t eat dinner.” Sonny ushered you to the kitchen table to sit.

“Sonny, stop fussing, please. I’m fine.”

Looking up at Sonny, you realized he wasn’t fine. He was worried. When he felt helpless, he fussed. You reached for his hand and smiled at him. “Peanut butter and jelly sounds good right now.”

“Comin’ right up. Want some of Ma’s strawberry jam? How bout a glass of almond milk?” Sonny liked to take care of people, especially you.

“Sounds perfect,” you answered. Sonny rewarded you with a dimpled grin.

Sonny placed the sandwich and milk in front of you. He watched until you started eating and relaxed a little.

“So, uh, what are they doing about  Joseph? Do they have any idea where he might be?”

Sonny’s jaw clenched. He picked at the tablecloth before moving his gaze to you. “Actually. Was hopin’ you could help with that.”

“Me?” You answered back around a bite of sandwich. “I haven’t seen him in three years.”

“Yeah. I know. But you might be able to tell us his old hangouts and friends.” He placed a hand over yours. “I hate to ask you-”

“No. It’s okay. Whatever I can do to help catch him.” It was silent for a while. You felt a fraction better after finishing your sandwich and milk. “Thank you for taking such good care of me, I mean us.”

“You two are the most important people in my life. I will protect you til my last breath.” Sonny took your hand a placed a kiss to your knuckles.

He flicked the cigarette to the ground and put it out with the toe of his shoe. The light went out in the apartment he was watching. A patrol car sat on the other side of the street watching the same apartment. “Bide your time, Joseph,” he mumbled to himself before taking a swig from the paper bag covered bottle. Joseph was a patient man. If he learned anything in prison it was just how patient he could be.