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Second Chances

//Second part of my take of Heartfelt Passages’, Better to have loved, in the alternate Doddsverse. Continues from HERE//

When you turned around you were surprised to see Peter Stone standing in front of you. “What brings you to NYC?” Peter was a casual acquaintance of yours and Mike’s when you lived in Chicago.

“Actually, my father passed away. I’m in town to settle his estate,” he explained.

“I’m so sorry Peter,” you said softly.

Cora pulled on your hand. “Mama. Who that?”

Peter knelt down to her level. “My name is Peter. I’m a friend of your Mommy’s. What’s your name?”

She gave him a shy smile. “Cora Danae Dodds.”

“It’s very nice to meet you, Cora.”

Peter smiled at her then stood. “Can I buy you a coffee?” Peter offered. “I have an hour before a meeting. I’d like to catch up.”

“That would be nice. Thank you,” you accepted.

“How are William and Anne?” Peter inquired after you found seats.

“They’re doing really well. Anne is an angel. I don’t know what I would have done without them after Mike…” You cleared your throat. “Umm…how long will you be in town?”

Peter gazed at you then Cora, who was enjoying her smoothie. “Couple weeks maybe to get things settled, then I’m going back to Chicago.”

Your phone buzzed. It was a text from Amanda. You locked your screen, deciding to answer it later. “Sorry about that. With kids, you never know.”

“Oh yes, Your son. How old is he?”

Unlocking your phone you showed him pictures of the kids. “His name is Isaac. He’s four.”

“He looks so much like Mike,” Peter commented. He looked at his watch. “Sorry I have to go. It was so nice seeing you. And it was very good meeting you, Miss Cora.”

“Bye Petey,” she said and went back to playing with her doll.

Peter chuckled. “Dinner before I go back to Chicago?”

“Sure text me when you’re free.” The two of you exchanged numbers before he left.

“Bye ladies.” He smiled then waved. You watched as Peter made his way out the door. ‘Had he always been that handsome?’ You thought to yourself.

Before going home, you stopped by the precinct to make a quick visit and see if anyone was available for drinks on Friday. The precinct was buzzing with activity which was nothing new. But there was a different energy to it. A somber energy, like the first time you went there after Mike died.

Sonny was the first person you saw. His face lit up. “Hey, dolls!” He hugged you and Cora jumped into his arms. “Uncle Sonny!” Cora exclaimed and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“What’s going on? There’s a weird energy,” you stated and looked around.

Sonny’s brow furrowed. “I thought Amanda talked to you.”

“She texted me but I was having coffee with a friend so I didn’t read it. Is everything okay?” You already knew the answer to that question.

“C’mere.” Sonny put a hand to your lower back, ushering you into the breakroom. He closed the doors behind him.

“This can’t be good,” you said simply. Sonny sat Cora at one of the tables and gave her the tablet and pen that was in his jacket.

“Here, sit,” he gestured to one of the other chairs, taking the one beside you. “Remember that baby that was kidnapped by his father because Mom wanted to end life support?”

You nodded in the affirmative. It had been all over the news. “Was there a development in the case?”

Sonny looked down at his folded hands. “Barba turned off the ventilator. He pulled the plug on that kid.”

“He what?” you said shocked. “What was he thinking? I mean I get it but…”

“Yeah. That’s kinda where all of us are.” Sonny rubbed his forehead.

The two of you sat in silence for several minutes. Both of you processing the information. Cora saw Olivia and her face brightened. “Is Noah here?” She asked excitedly.

“No sweetie. He’s in school. I’m sorry. Maybe this weekend you and Isaac can come over,” she said when she came through the door. Cora nodded enthusiastically. The two of you hugged. “I guess you know what’s going on with Barba.”

“Yeah. Sonny just told me. Have been able to talk to him?”

“No. He’s being arraigned late this morning. I did run into Jack McCoy. He introduced me to special counsel in Rafael’s trial.” She rounded the table and poured herself a cup of coffee.

“Yeah? Who is it?” Sonny inquired.

“Ben Stone’s son, Peter,” she answered with disdain in her voice.

“I ran into him this morning. We had coffee,” you said. Both turned to you in surprise and confusion. “He was an acquaintance of Mike’s when we lived in Chicago.”

“Well, he’s a good prosecutor. Barba’s in for a fight.”

Your cell buzzed in your bag. ‘Thank you for coffee. Nice to have a familiar face in all the chaos. I’ll be in town a little longer than I thought. Let me know what works for dinner.’

“How about never,” you thought to yourself as you slid the phone back into your bag.

Undercover Alt. Ending #2


Dominick Carisi was the last person you needed to be seeing right now. The NYPD rarely sends in another UC unless they think someone is in danger or they think the UC has broken rank. And you were pretty sure it was the later in this instance. Part of you was angry but part of you understood. For over a year you were loyal about checking in, but recently you hadn’t made the effort to do so. It had been weighing on your mind for some time. The intel you had been feeding to your contact the last few months was false. Even though you had thought about getting out, you were too deep now. Your biggest fear was coming clean to Luis before he found out the truth.

The next day when you woke and was out the door as the sun was rising. Early morning was your favorite time to run. There was something about the still, new beginnings, refreshed from the night before. You took the cool Autumn air into your lungs. When you ran all other thoughts were out if your head.

An arm wrapped around your waist, then a hand went to your mouth to muffle your scream. You instantly started kicking trying to break loose.

“Stop. It’s me,” Sonny said. He put you back on your feet.

“Jesus Sonny. What the hell is wrong you!” You pushed at his chest and ripped your earbuds from your ears. “If someone sees us…” Although it was highly unlikely given your location and time of day.

“I know. I’m going to make this fast. I’m getting pressure from Liv. She wants you out. Said they have enough intel to put Luis and some of his associates away.”

You bit your lip. “I just need a little bit more time. Make them understand,” you pleaded with Sonny.

He took your hand. “I’m worried about ya, doll. You seem way too involved and it just-”

“I’m out Sonny.”

“Out? What do you mean? Not-no.” The two of your stood in silence for a few moments. “What the hell are you thinking Y/L/N?” Sonny threw his hands in the air.

“I love him, Sonny,” you said simply.“I gotta go.” You pulled your hand from Sonny’s. As you resumed your jog, you were uncertain what you would do…

Sonny watched as Y/N disappeared down the street. He would do anything to keep you safe. He loved you. And not just as a friend, or partner. That was the first time he admitted it to himself. Whatever choice you made, he would have your back. Even if it meant going down with you.

Luis entered the bedroom, loosened his tie and threw it over the chair. “You’re still up. I figured you would be asleep by now.” He dropped a kiss to your lips. Luis finished readying himself for bed while he talked about his day. “Y/N? Did you hear me?”

“I’m sorry. Pre-occupied,” you gave an explanation, shrugging your shoulders. “Um, no. There were no problems with today’s delivery.”

“What’s on your mind?” He sat on the side of the bed. Attentive as always. He tilted your chin. “You can tell me anything.”

Tears welled up in your eyes. Coming clean to Luis in the middle of the night is not what you had planned to do. Since you had the conversation with Sonny last week, it was all you could think about. Doing it now was dangerous but not telling him was just as bad. “What I have to tell you, you’re not going to like it. You’re going to hate me. Hell, you may even-”

“Carino. There’s nothing you could say that would make me hate you,” he interjected.

“I highly doubt that,” you scoffed.

A knock at the bedroom door interrupted your confession. No one ever came to the bedroom door, unless it was serious. “What is it?’ Luis said in an exasperated tone.

“Sir,” Fernando’s muffled voice came through the door. “It’s Carmen.”

Luis and you both rushed from the bed and wrenched open the door. The look on Fernando’s face told you it wasn’t good.

Carmen lay motionless. Her chest rose and fell with the assist of the ventilator. She looked so small in the big bed. You held her hand, gently stroking the back with your thumb as you read from her favorite book of poetry.

Luis went home to shower and take care of a few things. Both of you had been at the hospital for the last three days, pretty much around the clock. It was late. Only you in the room and Cesar was down the hall in the waiting area.

You sat the book down, taking her hand in both of yours. Taking a deep breath you made a late night confession.

The day of Carmen’s funeral was bitter cold with snow on the ground. After the service, Luis had people over to the house. You were making the rounds greeting people, making sure the food was right. Luis had been MIA since you had got home. No one had seen him, including Fernando. You had a pretty good idea where you would find him.

Sonny caught up with you in the hall. “How ya doin’? How’s Luis?”

“Like you care,” you snarked. Sonny’s face fell. “Shit. I’m sorry Sonny. That- I’m doing okay. Carmen was such a good person. Luis is well, it’s a minute to minute.”

“I better go.” He kissed the top of your head.

You watched him retreat down the hall. “Sonny. Thank you.”

He gave you a smile. “Anytime doll.” You returned the smile then was back to your original mission.

“Everyone is asking after you,” you said softly when you entered the library. Luis was sitting in one of the leather chairs, fanning through a book. You sat on the arm of the chair and ran a hand up and down his back.

He nodded his head. “She loved this room. I think she was in here more than her own part of the house.” Luis hung his head, sobbing so hard his body was shaking.

You wrapped your arms around him and kissed his head. He leaned into your body. Tears of your own started rolling from the corners of your eye. Carmen was an extraordinary woman. She accepted you the first time you met her. “Want me to get rid of everyone?” you offered. “We can have this place cleared out in five minutes.” You sniffled and wiped your eyes.

He shook his head. “It’s okay. Just stay by me?”

Later that evening Luis came into the family room. You were curled up in the corner of the couch watching the fire.  “Mama said if something happened to her, you were to have this.” He sat a small box in front of your on the coffee table. You gave him a questioning look. “Go ahead. Open it.”

The small box was covered in black velvet and had some age to it. When you opened the box you gasped. “Luis, I can’t…these are the earrings that belonged to your grandmother.”

“She loved you, Y/N. Made me promise to take care of you.” He took your hand. “The other night, when you were sitting with my mom, I was standing just outside the door. I heard what you told her.” His grasp on your hand tightened.

You paled. Your eyes grew big and you swallowed the lump in your throat. Your mouth was moving but no sounds came out. Your mind was racing, your mouth grew dry, you thought you were going to be physically ill.

Luis rose from the couch, letting your hand fall into your lap. He started pacing the room, one hand running through his hair. You sat in silence, watching him, wondering what he was thinking, what he was going to do. Finally, he spoke. “I have most of the answers I need, all but one. Tell me one thing. When did you stop acting?”

You cleared your throat. “About three months in,” your voice was shaky, “I realized I loved you. That has never been an act, Luis. Every ‘I love you’. Every time we made love. It was genuine. And I do love you, Luis.”

He looked over to where you were now standing, unsure whether to believe you. The conflict on his face was evident. He watched as you slowly walked to him. “So you’re just going to give up your life, to be with me?” He sounded surprised. Not many people, other than his mom, had ever sacrificed anything unless it was on their best interest.

“Yes,” you replied in a small voice. “I’m all in if you’ll have me. If you trust-”

Luis’ crashed his lips into yours backing you up against the wall. He pressed his long, hard body flush with yours.  His hand held yours above your head, while the other cupped your breast under your shirt. “You. Are. Mine,” he said between kisses to your neck and lips.

“Yes. Yours,” you responded breathlessly.

He grasped your thighs and hoisted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. “Never leave me.”

“Never,” you gasped.

“Are you sure?” Liv asked not believing what she was hearing. She pushed herself up from her desk. “I- I’m speechless.”

“Love will make you do strange things. Make you risk everything you have, your life, friends, job…” Sonny looked down at his folded hands.

“Sonny?”

He looked at Liv and gave her a sad smile. He thought back to the conversation before you and Luis left out of the country…

“I could arrest you right now. Take you in-”

“But you won’t.”

Sonny stared at you. “What about me? What happens to me? I can’t-”

“Come with me, us,” you encouraged.  “You are important in my life too.”

For a second, you thought Sonny might take you up on the offer. “I can’t do that, doll. My parents, sisters are here. Plus I took an oath.”

“I understand.” You stretched up to give him a tight hug. “You always have a safe place to land with me. I love you Sonny Carisi.” You kissed him on the lips.

He inhaled your scent. “I love you too.”

We have seen Mike (Fine Go) and Nick (Stripper Incident) experience a rough patch with the Reader. What about Peter and Sonny? Have or will there be a big fight that tests their marriage as well? I love how you write angst.

// thank you for the compliment. I enjoy breaking my own heart sometimes. LOL//

Sonny and the reader had some strife in “I don’t want to lose you.” I’m not above putting them through more though.

Peter and reader definitely have some drama coming up. I have some ideas swimming around my head but nothing concrete yet.

★Engagement + Peter Stone, Sonny Carisi, Nick Amaro?

SONNY CARISI

“Hey, Ma. Think we can have dessert now?” Sonny asked as his eyes darted to you then around the table.

“How in the world do you have room after that big dinner?” Teresa said. The Carisi Christmas dinner had been impressive. And you still had to go to your parents later that day.

“I’ll help you bring dessert out,” you offered.

“Oh thank you. Such a sweet girl, this one. You better do keep her,” his Mom said then winked at Sonny.

When you came back out of the kitchen, Sonny was on one knee, holding a ring box. You would have dropped the pie if Sonny’s Dad hadn’t taken it from your hand.

“Y/F/N Y/L/N, these last few months have been the best of my life. I know we haven’t been together long but I know there is no one out there that can make me as happy as you have. I love you with everything I have. Will you please do me the honor of being my wife?” Sonny eyes were glassy and full of hope.

Sniffles and soft murmuring could be heard behind you from Sonny’s mom and sisters. Your chin started to tremble and you could feel tears falling down your cheeks. All you could do at first was nod your head. Finally you were able to eek out a ‘yes’.

Sonny stood and placed the ring on your shaking hand, his own hand was unsteady. He leaned down and gave you a kiss that curled your toes. The whole room erupted. Sonny picked you up and swung you around. “Best day ever,” he said softly against your neck.

PETER STONE

"Are you excited?” you asked Peter as you entered the stadium. He was asked to throw the opening pitch for a Cubs game. He had been practicing for a couple weeks, being careful not to aggravate his old injury.

“Nervous is more like it,” he said with a chuckle.

Peter’s pitch was perfect as it sailed over home plate. He waved to the cheering crowd. Peter jogged off the field to where you were waiting. He had a big smile on his face. “That felt so good. I didn’t realize how much I missed it.” He swooped you up in a big hug. “C’mon. Let’s go to our seats.”

During the seventh inning stretch Peter seemed more nervous. His leg was bouncing, he adjusted his watch giving you a tight smile.

“Ladies and gentlemen. Please bring your attention to jumbotron,” the announcer boomed over the speaker.

You tuned to look at the screen and saw yourself. Then you saw him, Peter was on one knee. “I had a big speech made up but it didn’t convey how much I love you and how much I want you to be my wife. I want to spend my life making you as happy as you have made me. Marry me, please.”

You covered your mouth in surprise. Peter took your hand and slipped the diamond solitare on your finger. “Of course I’ll marry you Peter.” Peter stood and pulled you into him for a kiss. The crowd went wild. ‘She said YES!!!” flashed on the jumbotron.

You took his hand pulling him to the exit. “You don’t want to stay for the rest of the game?”

“No I want to be with my fiance,” you said with a wink.

Peter flashed you a wide grin. “Lead the way.”

NICK AMARO

NIck had made multiple attempts to ask you to marry him, unbeknown to you. Seemed like something always happened, he was called in on a case, you had to work a double shift, you had a bad stomach bug one weekend you were supposed to go away. Nick wanted it to be romantic but it just wasn’t working out. Nick came in the door greeted by the smell of fresh baked peanut butter cookies, his favorite.

“Hey babe,” you said in greeting popping a cookie in your mouth. “How was your day?” you asked as you turned to pull another sheet of cookies out of the oven and sat them on the counter..

“It was good actually. Hoping it will get even better in the next couple of minutes,” he said with a shaky voice.

“Yeah? And why is th-,” your eyes grew big and your mouth dropped open in surprise. He was down on one knee. He took your hand. “My love for you has no end. You’re in my heart, you’re in my soul. I was wondering if you would spend the rest of your life with me?”

“Nick, oh my God! Yes! Yes!” you responded enthusiastically.

He patted his coat pocket. “Shit. Hold on. Sorry about the language,” he kissed you quickly then ran from the room. When he came back in he slid across the floor making you giggle. He opened the ring box.

“It’s beautiful, Nick,” you said in a whisper as he slid the ring on your finger.

“I know it wasn’t the most romantic proposal,” he said shyly with a shrug of his shoulders.

“It was absolutely perfect.” You stretched up and kissed him softly.

UC Alt. Ending #1-Loyalty


“I have to go out of town,” Luis informed you when you came in from your morning run. He was putting folders into his briefcase and there was an open suitcase on the bed.

“Oh. Okay. I thought, I mean you said we were going to-”

“You didn’t let me finish. I want you to go with me,” he clarified as he rose from the stool. “Vegas baby.”

“Really? I’ve never been!” You jumped into his arms.

He caught you easily and chuckled. “Go pack a bag. Jet is being fueled, ready to go in an hour.”

After landing, you and Luis along with Fernando, Sonny and one of the other new security guys, Brian, headed to the hotel.

The suite was amazing with an incredible view of the strip. “This is incredible Luis,” you said still looking out the floor to ceiling windows. He had taken you on a lot of trips, but this one was going to be the most exciting in your book.

He slid his arms around your waist. “Just wait til dark and all the lights on the strip are lit.” He kissed your head. “I have to go out for a couple hours.”

You sighed. “Right. Work. I almost forgot,” you responded.

“I’ll be gone two, three hours tops. Go to the spa, get a massage, play the slots. Have fun,” he encouraged you.

“Teach me to play craps later?”

“Whatever you want mi amor.” Luis checked his buzzing phone. “Gotta go. Remember, have some fun.” You followed him out to the main living where Sonny and Fernando were waiting. “Sonny stay with Y/N. Fernando and Brian will be with me.”

Your eyes darted to Sonny when he spoke. “Yes, sir. I’ll have Brian bring the car around.”

Luis kissed you. “I love you. Remember what I said.”

“I love you too Luis.”

“After you,” Sonny said when the elevator door opened. “So been to Vegas before?”

“No. Have you?” you asked. You fidgeted with your earring. Sonny was standing close.

“Yeah. Once for a buddy’s bachelor party.” He looked over at you. “You still do that thing where you play with your earring when you’re nervous.”

“Huh?” You dropped your hand to your side. “You’re very observant.”

“I’m a detective. It’s my job.”

You smiled. “Probably not a good thing to say out loud.”

When the two of you exited the elevator you were both laughing. You put a hand on Sonny’s arm and you felt him tense under your touch. “Sorry.”

“No apologies. Just been a long time since you’ve touched me.” He looked down at his shoes.

Before you went UC, you always made an excuse to touch him somehow. Now both of you pulled away from the others touch. “Yeah, well…” You cleared your throat. “Let’s go play some slots.”

Sonny nodded and ghosted a hand to the small of your back. “Lead the way.”

“One more play, then I’m walking away. How do people get addicted to this? I hate losing,” you complained as you hit the button one more time.

“It’s a thrill. Some people play slots, some skydive and other people sleep with the enemy,” he said in a teasing tone.

Your hand slapped the spin button again as you looked at Sonny. “Then you have the ones that are sassy to the fiance of a drug kingpin.” You tried to keep a straight face but it was useless. Both of your started laughing. The Jackpot sign lit up on your machine and made a cha-ching sound.

“Doll, you won!” Sonny exclaimed.

“Oh my gosh!” You turned and Sonny gave you a high five.

“Having fun?” Luis’ voice got your attention.

“Babe! I won the jackpot!” You threw your arms around his neck. “This is so cool!”

“Congratulations mi amorcito.”  Luis gave Sonny a pointed look when you turned back to the machine. “Sonny. You’re free to go back to your room. Your services won’t be needed any more this evening.”

He nodded. “Good evening Mr. Saez. Ms. Y/L/N.” There was an emphasis on the Ms.

“Let’s go cash you out then head to the craps table, then we’ll get some dinner.” Luis intertwined his fingers with yours.

The last day in Vegas was uneventful. While Luis finished up business you went to the pool, then got a massage. As you were finishing your makeup your phone dinged. ‘Running late. Meet you at the restaurant. I have a surprise for you. Love you’  You responded,  ‘Can’t wait. See you there. Love you too.’

“Not too bad,” you complimented yourself as you turned in the mirror. The dress you were wearing was black, hugged your curves, and was the right mix of sexy and feminine. After you slid on your black heels you went to the front room to wait until it was time to go.

“Are ya ready?” he asked. His voice startled you, making you jump.

“Jesus, Sonny. Don’t sneak up on me like that,” you chided him. “I’m almost ready, just having trouble with the clasp on this necklace. I’ll be out in a minute.”

“Here. Let me,” Sonny offered gesturing to your necklace.

“Thanks,” you replied. A chill went down your spine as Sonny brushed your hair off your neck. His fingers barely touching your skin. He was close, too close. His breath was hot on your neck.

“Got it.” A hand ghosted down your arm. “Still have such soft skin.”

“Y/N?” Luis’ voice boomed through the suite.

“In here,” you called back. Sonny immediately stepped away, but your skin was on fire where he touched you.

“Sonny. What are you doing here?” Luis asked.

“He was getting ready to take me to meet you, babe,” you answered the question, even though it wasn’t directed at you, your eyes darting to his.

Luis crossed the room and gave you a kiss. He held you at arm’s length. “You look amazing as always carino. Now ready for your surprise?”

The day you landed back in New York was gloomy, misting rain and cold. The leaves had fallen from the trees, leaving a grey, barren landscape. The hot cup of tea in your hand did nothing to warm you. “Blah,” you said as you looked out the large window. When you turned you gasped as you almost ran right into Sonny’s chest. “ Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. What did I say about sneaking up on me, Sonny?”

“Sorry.”

“What do you need?” you asked perturbed as you flicked hot tea off your hand.

He stared at you for a moment. “Just wanted to let you know, it’s going down tomorrow night. I’ll make sure Carmen is safe.”

“I’ll make an excuse to get her out of the house,” you said softly.

“You okay?” Sonny gently ran a hand up and down your arm. “I know this job turned into more than…”

“Ms. Y/L/N. Mr. Saez wanted you to know-” Neither of you heard Cesar come into the room. He looked between the two of you.

Sonny dropped his hand to his side. You recovered quickly. “Thank you. Tripped over my own feet.” Turning your attention to Cesar you asked,  “What does Luis want me to know?”

“Uh-just that he- uh he is had to go out for a couple hours.”

“Thank you, Cesar,” you acknowledged. You turned to Sonny. “Thanks for your help.”

Both men nodded and turned to leave the room. Sonny glanced a look back at you.

“Hey what are you doing?” you asked as you entered Luis’ office. “You didn’t come down for dinner and you’ve been cooped up in your office all day.”

“Not much of an appetite.” He looked at you with heavy eyes while an empty glass tumbler dangled in his hand. “Cesar said he saw you and Sonny yesterday, seemed like he was interrupting things.”

“What are you talking about? Are you drunk, Luis?” In the time you had been with Luis, you never saw him drunk. He had the occasional cocktail, a glass of wine or a couple fingers of bourbon. You sat on the desk in front of him and took the glass.

“I know all about you. You are good,” he laughed mirthlessly. “Tell me. How long have you known Sonny?” He grabbed your hand. “Don’t lie to me, amor.”

You swallowed hard. “What are you talking about?”

He stood framing your body with his arms, his lips close to your ear. “You’re sleeping with him aren’t you? The way he looks at you like he knows what you look like naked. You two have been way too familiar with one another, too comfortable.” His voice was calm and that made you nervous.

“I would never cheat on you. I love you, Luis.”

He straightened. “Fernando.”  Fernando entered the office, pushing Sonny ahead of him. He had been roughed up. Your breath caught. “Sonny. Maybe you can clear things up.”

Sonny’s eyes darted from you to Luis. What the hell was he going to say? How the hell were you going to get Sonny out of this situation?

“It’s all me. She, she rebuffed every advance. Warned me to stop. I didn’t listen,” Sonny’s blue eyes settled on you. “I’m sorry.”

The room was eerily quiet for a few moments. Luis strode over to you and grabbed your face. “Why didn’t you tell me? Answer me,” Luis yelled.

“Let go of her,” Sonny commanded. “Now.”

Luis turned to Sonny. “Who the hell do you think you are?” Luis strode over to him and punched him in the gut. Sonny fell to his knees, holding to his abdomen when Luis delivered a swift kick to his ribs. He pulled his gun and aimed it at Sonny’s head.

“No! Please don’t!” you pleaded. Luis didn’t even turn to look at you. He cocked the gun that was still pointed at Sonny. Fernando grabbed Sonny by the hair.

“Give me one good reason not to blow his fucking head off,” he bellowed. “You disrespect me, my home, my fiancée-”

“I’m UC,” you blurted out. “Sonny, he got suspicious. Confronted me on it. Said he was coming to you.”

Luis turned slowly, the gun now pointing at you. “What did you say?” He grabbed your throat and put you against the wall. Both Sonny and Fernando were behind him, both telling him to put you down. “I fucking trusted you. I told you things I’ve never told anyone.” Luis’ expression went from anger to hurt in a split second and he sat you down. “I love you.”

Air filled your burning lungs as you coughed and gasped for air. If he hadn’t let you go when he did you would have passed out.

In that moment all hell broke loose. Sonny elbowed Fernando in the stomach, knocking him off balance. There was shouting, glass breaking and wood splintering and gunshots from downstairs. The bust was going down just like Sonny told you. Sonny and Fernando were caught up in a struggle for the gun when it went off, the sound deafening. The shot missed both men going into the ceiling. Fernando regained control over the gun.

The next series of events happened so quickly. Luis trained his gun on Sonny once more. With all three men distracted you were able to pull the gun from your waistband. Your first shot was to Fernando and he went down like a ton of bricks.

“Drop the gun, Luis,” you ordered. When he didn’t move or say anything you repeated your order. Luis kept the gun pointed at Sonny.

“Why should I? Whether I shoot him or not, I’m done. I’ve lost my money, my freedom…you,” he cursed.

“Luis. Your mom would be devastated if she lost you. You don’t want to do that to her,” you said evenly. Trying to keep the emotion out of your voice was difficult. “Please. Give me the gun.” You could hear footsteps. “Luis. NYPD and agents are going to be-”

A pain tore through your side. It felt like someone had stabbed you with a hot poker. Your hand was wet with your blood when you pulled it from your side. Cesar had shot you. Another gunshot and Cesar was down too. You crumpled to the ground. Gunshots and yelling erupted in the room. It was getting harder to keep your eyes open.

A voice you recognized was calling your name. “Liv?” you whispered.

“We need medics in here!” she said into her mic. “Hey. No. Lay still,” she ordered softly and held your hand. “It’s okay. You’re going to be okay.”

The harsh fluorescent light made you squint your eyes. Shit. Everything hurt. Even your hair. “Ow. Geez.” You put a hand to your side.

“She’s waking up,” Amanda said to someone. “Hey.” She smiled when you fully opened your eyes. “How ya feelin’?”

“Like I got shot,” you grumbled.

She laughed. “There’s the humor I missed. Welcome back.” She squeezed your hand.

“Wait. Sonny. Is he okay?” Tears were stinging your eyes.

“I’m fine.” Sonny stepped into your line of vision.

“I’m going to step out.” Amanda kissed your temple.

Sonny gestured to the edge of the bed. “Do you mind?”

You were only able to nod your head as you wiped tears from your eyes. “I’m sorry, Sonny. I’m sorry for all the things I said. I’m sorry for any doubt I put in your head, I’m sorry for-for…”

Sonny repositioned himself so he could hold you. “Shhh..hey. It’s okay.”  You buried your face in his chest and let the tears you had been holding back for so long roll down your cheeks and onto Sonny’s soft T-shirt. The feel of his arms around you and his scent brought you some comfort but it also made you sad. He soothed and kissed your hair.

Once your tears subsided you sat up. “So, uh Luis. Is he, is he alive?”

“Yeah. Took a bullet to the shoulder,” he murmured.

You took a deep breath. “What the hell happened?”

“Are you sure you want to do this now?” he asked you softly. You nodded. “Okay. After Cesar shot you, Luis turned his gun and shot him. When everyone came into the room he wouldn’t lower his gun. Liv tagged his shoulder, he shot grazing her shoulder. She’s fine.”

“Sonny?” you sniffed.

“Yeah doll?”

“There was a point when I didn’t know if I wanted out. If you hadn’t come, I’m not sure…thank you for getting me out.”

Sonny sighed. “You’re my partner, my best friend. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”

“Sonny? How do you just stop loving someone.”

He gave a short mirthless laugh. “When I figure it out, you’ll be the first to know.”

for the OTP thing , sonny x reader and 2, 16, 21, and 25 pls? ♥️

2) Who is always horny and will have sex at anytime, anywhere?

This is a toss up. Reader is ALWAYS horny. Not that Sonny isn’t but the boy is exhausted most days when he gets home. But mornings, weekends or even a power nap and he is all over you. Laundry room, shower, etc.

16) Who is more seductive when they are drunk? and who is louder in bed?

The reader is more seductive. Not that they drink much, because five kids, work, etc. Sonny tends to get silly and giggley when he drinks.

Sonny is so loud in bed. Reader sometimes has to cover his mouth so he doesn’t wake the kids. Sonny can’t help himself.

21) Who cuts the others hair?

Reader cuts Sonny’s hair. That started back when they first got married to help save money. Sonny does the readers brows though. And they still do.

25) Who says shitty puns and sex jokes just to see the other giggle and blush?

Sonny does. He loves to hear reader giggle and thinks it’s cute he can still make you blush.