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saiilorstars · 2 years

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Fandom: SVU; Sonny Carisi x OFC

Emilia’s Masterlist

summary: **One Shot**. Sonny continuously makes plans with his best friend only to either miss or cancel them altogether. Emilia tries her hardest not to get upset as much as she does but when it keeps happening over and over, it's hard to keep her front.

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Warnings: Due to the nature of the series’ plots, I do have to rate this as ‘mature’ for constant mentions of rape

Emilia rested comfortably in her chair, one leg crossed over the other, and her arms on the armrests. One of her boots did a little sway while she waited. She sighed to herself as she watched the clock pass another minute, and then another. If he didn't come in soon, she would have to get up and leave already…

Ten minutes later, she heard the office door open.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late." Sonny made a beeline to his desk and let all of his things fall unceremoniously. "There was a-a phone call and then another and then Olivia and—"

"You're turning purple," Emilia cut in to remark, her eyes squinting as she watched the tinges of purple on Sonny's cheeks grow stronger.

Sonny deadpanned her for a moment. "Good morning."

Emilia half smiled at him. "Morning. Nice of you to show up…in your own office."

"I know," Sonny sighed, "I'm sorry. Things got away from me and before I knew it, I was—"

"Late," Emilia finished for him, watching him wince at her tone.

Sonny lowered his head. "I'm really sorry, Em. Definitely not winning best friend of the year." Ever since he'd taken on the role of ADA, he found he had less to no time for anything but work. Each time he planned on something with Emilia, he was either late or missed it altogether. She was patient with him but everyone had their limits and Sonny suspected that Emilia was reaching hers. She looked irritated at the moment.

"I have to go to work now," Emilia declared, gesturing to the clock behind Sonny.

He looked back at the time and felt another sigh. Their breakfast plans had gone to hell.

"Any chance you'd be up to grab dinner?" He asked.

"I don't know, any chance you'll make it this time?" Emilia countered. She was careful not to sound as upset as she actually was, but she was sure that Sonny knew the gist.

"I will try my best, I swear," he told her. "What time are you off today?"

"I'm leaving at 4," Emilia replied, "Gonna do some lesson planning then I'm good."

"Four…" Sonny nodded, making a mental note to move some things around so he could leave the office at least a half hour before that, "Got it, okay."

Emilia rolled her eyes. "Sonny, don't stress yourself. I get it," she raised her hands in front of her, "You're a big shot now. Your schedule is packed. No time for the little people anymore." Her little smile did nothing for Sonny's guilt and even then he knew she was trying to be funny.

"That's not true you little liar," he came around the desk and leaned back on it, "I've just had some trouble…with my time management."

Emilia scoffed then laughed. "Nice word choice there."

Sonny managed to smile more genuinely now that Emilia had graced him with a laugh. "It is my job."

"A job that is killing your social life," Emilia reminded him as if actually needed to be reminded. "I tell you, Sonny. If you don't watch out, you're going to end up alone. And I say that with as much care as your best friend can."

"And yet you don't sound very kind," Sonny remarked, prompting a wide grin from Emilia.

"What can I say? I am hungry," she tilted her head at him, "Missed breakfast and all."

Sonny could only apologize with another smile. "Can I interest you in a snack machine down the hall?"

Emilia chuckled and pushed herself up from her chair. "Hard pass. I think I'll get some coffee from the teacher lounge — Mondays is when we get our supply delivery. It'll be fresh."

"I will be there tonight," Sonny told her earnestly, "I'll pick you up, okay?"

"Okay," Emilia agreed, wholeheartedly wishing their plans would work out this time. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go teach a set of twenty-five 5 year olds that 'c' and 'k' are in fact not the same sounds." Sonny chuckled with her. "Honestly, I think I'd have an easier time teaching them Portuguese. É ridículo mas o que posso fazer?"

Sonny smiled fondly at Emilia. He absolutely loved when she spoke Portuguese. It just came so smoothly from her lips — he adored it. He adored h—

Emilia grabbed her purse off the floor and slipped it around her shoulder. "Well then, have fun…prosecuting…or however that works. And please make it for dinner. You're making me starve."

"I will make it," Sonny reiterated, "What are you in the mood for?"

"I picked breakfast so it's your turn," Emilia said.

"Yeah, but we didn't actually go so it's still technically your turn to pick a place."

"Huh, you're absolutely right," Emilia grinned, "It's totally still my turn."

Sonny rolled his eyes at her, pretending not to like her entire demeanor right now. He felt awful for missing their breakfast but he would've felt ten times worse if Emilia had stayed mad at him. She was his best friend, the only person he had outside of SVU and had stuck with him throughout his life.

"In one of those, I might just make you cook for me instead," Emilia smirked at her 'punishment'. Truth was that Sonny was an excellent cook and looked absolutely fantastic doing it too. Emilia wasn't against the idea at all now that she thought more about it. She was an utter idiot for doing that to herself. It was beyond cliche to have a secret little crush on someone who was supposed to be your best friend, and yet here she was…

"Come up with a menu, why don't you?" Sonny would completely expect Emilia to do it. Her form of payback, or so she thought. He actually liked cooking for her, whether it was his place or hers, but the idea of being in each other's home for the night, eating homemade dinner and doing mundane things like watching t.v. was the perfect evening for him.

"I just might," Emilia warmed him, her grin widening even more so. "I'll see you later, okay?"

Sonny nodded at her. "Yeah. And don't forget that 'b' and 'd' are also different."

Emilia stopped by the doorway, none amused with his joke. "And do you know the meaning of this one?" She then gracefully showed her middle finger to him.

"That's not a sound," Sonny remarked with a playful smile on his face.

"But it's made up of sounds," Emilia flashed a smirk at him then left.

Sonny laughed to himself for a few minutes after Emilia left. He really couldn't get enough of her sometimes.

~0~

By the end of the day, Emilia was more than ready to leave work. She was exhausted from work and could only look forward to her dinner plans with Sonny. She could only hope that he took her seriously when she coined the idea of a homemade dinner instead because she could not fathom going to a restaurant and not being able to prop her feet up on something.

Her best friend Alice, and co-worker, was kind enough to let Emilia leave before her — it was 3:45. Fifteen minutes was fifteen minutes and Emilia had already texted Sonny letting him know she could leave earlier. Ten minutes passed by and he didn't respond.

"Don't do this to me, Sonny," Emilia mumbled to herself as she stared at her phone.

By 4:30, Alice's shift was over and seeing Emilia was still here, she presumed what was happening. "Late again?"

"Don't," Emilia warned her. "He told me he was coming."

"He also said that dozens of times before," Alice remarked, "What's different this time?"

Emilia had no response to that. She looked at her phone again. "Alice…could you take me home today?"

Alice nodded. "Of course. C'mon."

Emilia grabbed her things and followed Alice out of the classroom. Alice drove her home without making a single remark unprompted. Emilia looked terrible to handle anything else.

Emilia thanked Alice quietly for the drive and went up to her apartment. She checked her phone again once she was inside and saw there were still no texts from Sonny. He was probably still on the job or something…as usual.

By 6:00 pm, Emilia had completely lost faith in their dinner plans. Sonny was not coming tonight. She would be lucky if she received some stupid 'I'm sorry' text or voicemail.

At 8:00 pm, Emilia resigned herself to some lazy dinner — a boring ole cereal — and then a shower. She needed that shower more than ever to relax and…try not to be as upset as she was.

~0~

By 10 pm, Emilia was on the couch eating from an ice cream box she found in the back of her freezer. It was butter pecan, not quite her favorite, but it was the box that Sonny had bought a while back and left in her place. She always argued that cookies n' cream was better but who was she to argue with an A.D.A.? It was a lost battle from the start.

She had just turned the television on when someone knocked on the door.

She put her ice cream on the coffee table, sticking her spoon into it, then got up to answer the door. "Well, look what the cat dragged in," she greeted Sonny flatly. "You're only 6 hours late."

Sonny let out a long, tired sigh. "Em, I am so sorry. Work — it ran —"

"Save it," Emilia rolled her eyes and turned away from her friend, walking a few steps from him. "It's always the same with you."

Sonny stepped inside the apartment and closed the door. "I came as soon as they let me go."

Emilia could tell that was true because he was still carrying his briefcase. Plus, he looked like he'll. "I'm going to ask that you stop making plans with me," she requested softly. "You don't keep them."

It was a fair request to make considering his history and yet the idea of not making any plans with Emilia hurt Sonny like hell. "Emilia, I was going to come but then the squad came and—" Emilia looked at him with all the disinterest in the world. "You don't care."

"When you've been stood up countless times, you sort of stop caring," Emilia remarked. "I sound like a bitch but—"

"No, you're—"

"—I'm just so tired of being stood up. At least this time it was at home so I didn't have to do any of the fake smiles at the waiters who stopped by my table asking if I'm still waiting for someone." Emilia returned to the couch and plopped down. She grabbed the ice cream box on the table and glumly started eating again.

Sonny moved around the table to take a seat next to Emilia on the couch, leaving his briefcase on the side. "You are completely right, Em. I keep disappointing you."

Emilia hated that even though she did make a point, it didn't feel good to hear Sonny talk like that. "Why didn't you send me a message at least?" She asked quietly, refusing to look at him lest she wanted to give into his sad eyes.

"Court," Sonny answered with a sigh, "Liv wanted a phone opened, the company didn't, so I had to go in front of a judge and-and…it took way longer, I'm sorry." He brought a hand over his forehead, closing his eyes for just a moment. "I wasn't supposed to be there so late but it dragged on and…it really dragged on…"

Emilia hummed quietly. "Should've told the company and judge to suck it. You had plans." She heard the little chuckle beside her and smiled to herself.

"'Suck it'," Sonny repeated, smiling amusingly, "Yeah, should've tried that…" He leaned his head back against the couch, keeping his hand over his forehead, "My day was a lot longer than I planned."

"I'll say. You didn't call yesterday either," Emilia remarked sadly, "Half of the night you spent at the office too."

"Mhm…"

"Jesus, don't you people get a break?"

"Sometimes…"

Emilia stuck a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. The brain freeze didn't affect her at all. She was disappointed, yes, but at the same time she knew it wasn't fair to be angry at Sonny. Clearly, he was trying his best and he was—

Emilia stopped altogether at the sound of a light snore beside her. She glanced at Sonny and though his hand was still over his forehead and partially over his eyes, she knew that he had fallen asleep.

"Of course." A little smile wormed its way across Emilia's lips. She reached forwards and put her ice cream box back on the table. She shifted on the couch to face Sonny. She gently took his hand off his forehead and lowered it to his lap, though she kept her own hand with his. A sigh slipped from her lips when she rested her head against his shoulder. "So much for dinner," she said, lamentable. She was sure that with the day Sonny had, he had not eaten anything.

He was so exhausted that it won out his hunger. Poor Sonny.

Emilia shifted her head to look up at him. He was really fast asleep and in the most uncomfortable place too. "I'm not mad at you," she whispered to him, sighing again, "I'm just…afraid." Her confession came with ease knowing there was no way that Sonny would hear her right now. "I'm afraid that you won't have any more time for me, even less than the time you have now. I'm your best friend but it hurts way more than it should when you cancel our plans. That's not really your fault, it's mine for doing the stupid thing of falling in love with you. Go figure." She curled her arm around Sonny's and snuggled up to him. "I just don't want you to forget about me..."

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userarchive · 4 years

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Unexpected Circumstances, Ch 1

Rating: 18+. Warnings: Language, talk of the job, sex trafficking, smut in future chapters. Summary: Sonny Carisi x Reader. Sonny thought you were dead for the past 7 years, the truth starts to come out as you turn up in an SVU interrogation room. A/N: I did give the reader a name in this one, just to further accent moments of nicknames vs first vs last names used, but the rest of it is all written as a reader insert.

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It was a hot night in June and the SVU had busted a sex trafficking ring, there were barely any underage girls, but it seemed to be a good bust so far, they’d arrested a number of pimps, John’s, Martha’s and who knew what else. You, however, were stuck in an interrogation room, pacing back and fourth waiting for a detective to actually show up. You were annoyed to say the least, having already ruined your night, someone really should have at least come in to start questioning you, some common decency, you thought.

Carisi had not only been frustratingly called in in the middle of the night, much to his dismay, but he walked into the precinct hoping for somewhat of an easy case, which it clearly wasn’t going to be. It was late, SVU at least thought they knew what they were doing, Olivia briefed him on the case, pointing out the specifics of who they figured they had in the rooms already, mainly John’s, people who had something to make a deal with as soon as someone started to question them. He only heard about half of what she was telling him, his mind clouded with the fog of sleep, trying to focus on thinking clearly. When they got to interrogation 3, his heart nearly stopped. Sonny took a moment to view the scene behind the glass, his eyes absorbing as much as he could, his chest felt tight, shocked tears nearly sprung into his eyes, though anger boiled in his stomach, he didn’t know how to feel, every emotion coursing through his veins. There was no way it could be her, right? Liv barely noticed the change in him as she rattled on about the sex ring, his ears pounded, not hearing a word the captain said, his palms felt sweaty, his gut felt sick, and his heart ached like he never knew it could. The woman on the other side of the glass was pacing slowly across the room, clad in a skin tight hot pink dress, a deep neck line, and the highest of leg lines, her feet in a pair of matching stilettos, she looked frustrated to be there, and a moment later, there was nothing stopping him from bursting into that interrogation room, not even Olivia’s surprise, emotion had taken over, he had no control anymore.

Your head shot up when the door finally opened, “Fuck.” You thought your stomach dropping when you saw the man in front of you, you felt like you might puke, might cry, you might scream, you’d known this had potentially been a possibility, but you had hadn’t prepared yourself for this. You were supposed to stay in different jurisdictions, but the moment Manhattan came into play things changed slightly, once he became an A.D.A. things were supposed to run as normal. You held back a sob, not prepared for the million emotions running through your brain, shame, love, sadness, anger, you nearly felt tears in your eyes as the man approached into the room. 10 years of handling rather stressful intense situations, and you had absolutely no clue how to deal with this, how to cope.

Sonny was silent, slowly taking you in, as if you were some kind of mirage, which, considering the circumstances, made complete sense, his heart hammered in his chest, there was no way this was real. He felt tears spring into his eyes as he tried to deal with the thousand emotions coursing through his body. He stuttered slowly, trying to form a sentence as you tried to coerce some kind of truth out of your head.

“It’s really you?” Sonny finally spoke, the words barely a whisper thinking that something too loud would scare you away.

“Dominick…” You trailed off, not even knowing quite what to say to keep him from going off the rails.

“”Sophie…”

“Yeah…” You replied, looking down at your heels, guilt reeling through your veins. His face was a mixture of anger and sorrow, and a little bit of delight, but you couldn’t quite pinpoint the main emotion.

“You’re alive.” It was a monotone statement, you gave no response. You knew he was the A.D.A. working Manhattan Sex Crimes but you didn’t think they were gonna call him in at this late hour, you’d hoped to have a little time to reappear literally anywhere but an interrogation room. “It’s been YEARS,” Sonny stopped abruptly maybe giving you a chance to defend yourself, maybe trying to figure out what angle he was going to work and when your heart clenched, and you barely choked out a vowel, he started his assault. “How dare you!! Ya’ wanna explain what the fuck you were doin’ in the middle of a sex trafficking ring? They said YOU’RE in charge?! You been workin’ with them for years, you’ve sold and bought girls, you’re a fuckin’ criminal!” Anger seemed to be the primary emotion that he decided to go with, clearly he’d heard at least part of what Benson had said.

“What do think I was doing Dominick?!” Your anger started to show, blood boiling in your veins, your brain clouded with the thought that Sonny could actually believe the hate he was spewing. Fighting like this, when emotions were as tense and high as they were was never a good idea, anger met with anger never ended well. “Seriously, you’re going that route, you think I’m fucking criminal?! REALLY?!”

“So? WHAT?” Carisi was right up in your face, which egged you on even further, it was only a matter of minutes before you were both yelling in Italian, “Ya’ decide ta walk out on everything and go….go, live the hard life, ruin your entire career just to be some drug addicted whore, fuckin’ your pimp every night?! THAT’S the life you wanted? You’re a disgrace Soph, no better than your low life of a father!” Carisi was beyond angry, and you were past the point of thinking straight, the comment about your family was too far, too close to home, Sonny knew exactly how hard you’d worked to differ yourself from their life, how you’d left before they could suck you into all of their demons, escaping out to Staten Island to finish off school. You didn’t even realize your hand was moving until it hit Sonny square across the face, he tried to wrangle your hands behind your back, but you were faster, wrenching his arm behind his back, pushing his torso in the interrogation table. Within seconds, Benson and Fin were in the room, you raised your hands in defeat, backing up from Carisi.

“Chartreuse.” You stated clearly, partially annoyed at the interruption, partially relieved you could finally clear things up.

“What?” Fin cocked an eyebrow in confusion.

“It’s the colour of the day.” Liv replied, you nodded towards her, dropping your hands to your sides.

“Detective Sophie Montgomery, badge number 37852.”

“What unit?” Benson wasn’t going to let you go that easily,

“Staten Island Vice as of 7 years ago, got transferred to Manhattan SVU about a year ago,” You gestured down to your outfit, “For obvious reasons, I couldn’t exactly show up at the precinct. Talk to Captain Campbell, he was my check in despite the transfer.”

Carisi stared back at you with a complete look of disbelief on his face, his stomach in knots, his brain not even knowing what to truly think. He wanted you to answer a million questions, but not here, not with everyone at SVU around. He knew you’d been gone, but some part of him always believed that you weren’t actually dead a sliver of hope for him to hold on to. 7 years was so long, but he’d clung on, praying that, somehow, you’d been alive the entire time, even though he knew how unrealistic it was, but as it turned out, his hoping and praying was right. He also felt like a complete idiot for getting so enraged at you, of course you were working a UC op! The first time he’d met you was at a party, arresting you while you were barely out of the academy. Though that didn’t mean that he wasn’t conflicted, he was confused, and the anger still sat in his chest, trying to truly figure everything out. Benson sighed heavily, breaking his concentration before you spoke again.

“I need to keep my cover, please.” Your voice was much softer this time, sighing gently you gave Dominick a subdued glance the apologies glittering in your eyes, before your detective voice came out again, “We had a bust that was going to happen next month, we had everything planned and now you’re going to have to wait six months until the ring leaders come out of hiding.” You nearly scowled at the detectives, “Put me back in holding. I’ll spend the night there, Alejandro can think I’m arrested and I’ll report for duty as soon as I can in the morning Captain.”

Olivia glanced between all the detectives in the room quickly, before nodding to Fin, “Alright, bring as much information as you can, we’re gonna need everything you can give us to charge these guys.”

“Thank you.” A satisfied smile swiftly graced your face as you turned around to be put back in cuffs before Fin led you out of the room.

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coffeeandcannolis · 6 years

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Accidents Happen (full version)

A/N: Reposted a full version, as I didn’t realize I forgot to use the first part of the story from my drafts! Enjoy the longer, updated version. Gif credit to the owner.

Sonny was a shit liar.

He tried, bless his Catholic heart, but those who knew him best could typically guilt the truth out of him with a simple look. The fact that he’d kept our relationship secret for two months now was an inconceivable feat in itself.

Amanda wasn’t fooled. She knew something was up with her partner; she just couldn’t figure out what.

Best guess? Sonny was seeing someone.

Never one to shy away from his personal life, Carisi was an admittedly open book about family, friends, and general relationships - that is, until I walked into the bullpen on my first day.

It was the subtle changes in his life that tipped Amanda off. The suddenly busy weekends. New throw pillows and candles in his apartment. Almond milk coffee creamer sitting in his fridge. His casual mention one day, at a vegan restaurant when interviewing a witness, that the food there was pretty decent.

When Amanda snuck in a casual inquiry, asking when she’ll meet his mystery girl, Carisi blushed and shrugged it off: no comment. The extra energy in his step, a light in his eyes, new additions to his three-piece suits... it all pointed to a change in Sonny’s life. And Amanda was determined to figure out what it was.

For all her sleuthing, Rollins’ discovery was a happenstance accident.

She was only home from work for twenty minutes before Frannie chewed up Jesse’s last pacifier, sending her out on a snowy Friday night for CVS reinforcements. Browsing the aisles, searching for Jesse’s favorite, Amanda’s ears perked up at a familiar accent floating across the drugstore.

“This brand’s good, babe.”

Amanda’s head shot up at the pet name - one she’d never heard leave her partner’s lips for as long as she’d known him. She grabbed a pack of pacifiers off the display before following the voice. Creeping low, ducked beneath the top shelf, she quietly snuck around the corner.

“What about these ones?”

“Nah, you don’ like those.”

“Wait, but how do you even - “

“Trust me, doll.”

Amanda’s mouth gaped open as she placed the other voice - Faith? And Sonny? She was caught between surprise and a giddy bout of laughter bubbling up her throat; this was unbelievable. Finally poking her head around the corner, Amanda slapped a hand over her mouth before a stray curse word could blow her cover.

Sonny and I were further down the aisle, debating over two boxes of condoms. We were both bundled up against the cold, and I had my arms wrapped around his waist from the side.

“Baby, I don’t really care,” I whined, snuggled deeper into Sonny’s warmth. “We gotta get home before the takeout gets there.”

“Oh,” Sonny laughed, pulling back to brush hair out of my face, “I see where your priorities are.”

“You’re the one who insisted we get dessert this time, so it’s not really my fault,” I smirked, giving him a teasing look.

Sonny playfully groaned. “Fine,” he chucked deep in his chest, quickly swiping a box off the shelf. “The things I do for ya, I swear.” He grabbed my cheek, bringing me in for a quick kiss before we headed over to the self-checkout.

Amanda sunk back on her heels, still crouched on the floor and cheeks burning. Caught between compete, total surprise and a strange sense of pride for Sonny keeping a secret from her for this long.

A clearing throat startled her from behind: an older woman stood in the aisle, a confused and slightly judgmental frown on her face. Amanda gave a polite smile, snatching a random product off the bottom shelf and finding another corner of the store to hide out in until Sonny and I left.

Amanda laughed to herself, watching Sonny tickle my sides from behind and erupting me into giggles as we headed back out into the cold.

In that moment, she knew she wouldn’t tell a soul until we were ready. The grin on Sonny’s face was enough to keep a secret for as long as she had to.

#sonny carisi x me #sonny carisi x ofc #sonny carisi imagine #sonny carisi #law and order: svu imagine #svu imagine

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proofinyou · 3 years

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21.20 / 23.01

#rollisi #svuedit #amanda rollins #sonny carisi #rollins x carisi #svu #law and order svu #*#when i say that i kept having to redo this and i've been working on it for 24 hours #i mean that #(off and on for 24h ofc)#but it was worth it #i love them so much and i am just so pleased to see them happy!!! especially amanda!!#IT'S WHAT SHE DESERVES #she's so soft with him ;___;#(i also took some creative liberties and by that i mean i cut out one part of the 21x20 scene bc it would not have worked otherwise)#svu spoilers

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opentolove-posts · 2 years

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Halloween

Rafael Barba and OFC Makayla Webb

This fic contains Jealous!Barba and probably grammar mistakes.

Please be kind, this is my first fic and I’m super nervous!

Makayla Webb had never felt more proud than she did in that moment. Clutching the bag of cannolis in her hand, Makayla checked her reflection in the elevator once more. Wearing some thrifted slacks and an old button up she found in Barba’s closet, Makayla couldn’t wait to show off her Halloween costume. Complete with a drawn on mustache, which she believed was the icing on the cake.

The elevator dinged and the doors open, so Makayla took that as her cue. She walked into the SVU precinct and while trying to keep the smile from creeping on her face, Makayla cleared her throat. In her best Staten Island accent, she said, “Hey! Who wants a cannoli?!”

Heads whipped around and Makayla knew she had the attention of everyone in the room. Again, in her best Sonny Carisi accent she said, “The name’s Dominick, but you can call me Sonny! Here, have a cannoli,” Makayla said as she set the bag onto Sonny’s desk. Laughter erupted throughout the room as Sonny stood up to slow clap.

“Ya know, Webb, you’ve outdone yourself,” Sonny told her with a laugh. “Also, I’ll take two cannolis!” Sonny said, passing out the pastries to the other detectives.

Makayla turned around, still beaming when she came face to face with a stern faced ADA Barba. “Happy Halloween, Barba!” Makayla said, as if she didn’t wake up to him this morning.

Barba noticed Sonny grinning at Makayla and he couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy hit his chest. “What’s wrong, Carisi? Haunted by your old fashion mistakes?” Barba gloated. Makayla glared at Barba as Sonny put his hands up in defense. “You’re right counselor.”

Makayla turned all of her attention back towards Sonny and for some reason, it annoyed Barba. On any other day, Makayla would’ve laughed or come up with an even better joke.

“Webb,” Barba started, jaw clenched, “I need to see you in my office. I have some notes for you to go over.”

“Oh, come on counselor,” Sonny began, mouth full of cannoli and casually throwing his arm around Makayla. “Have a cannoli! You know, they’re not as good as my ma’s, but they’re not bad, Makayla, really they’re gre-” The ADA cut him off, “Now, Webb. I have that double rape case that I need your notes on.”

Makayla glared at Barba with everything she had. She could see the smug look on his face when she didn’t tell him no as he turned and walked out of the precinct. Turning back towards Sonny, Makayla had a defeated look on her face. “Enjoy the cannolis guys. And happy Halloween.”

“Hey Webb,” Sonny started, catching her arm as she turned away from the group. “Nice costume, I’m, I’m flattered. So um,” Sonny stuttered, rubbing the back of his neck with his right hand. “I’m guessing you didn’t hate the mustache as much as you said, huh?” Sonny finished with a shy, but cocky grin.

Makayla had to laugh. “Oh no, Carisi, it’s awful. And you’ll never live it down. Please don’t ever bring the ‘70s porn stache back. We can’t handle it.” The other detectives roared with laughter as they nodded in agreement. As she turned her away to make her way to Barba’s office, Sonny stopped her once again. “You, you look great Makayla, by the way. See you tomorrow? I owe you some cannolis.” Sonny said with a smile.

“See you tomorrow, detective”, Makayla replied, a slight blush on her cheeks as she watched the elevator doors close on the SVU precinct.

During the 10 minute walk back to Barba’s office, Makayla thought about how stern he was with her. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Makayla didn’t expect any special treatment at work, but she didn’t expect Barba to treat her so coldly in front of their coworkers.

By the time she made her way to Barba’s office, Makayla was freezing cold, but red with rage. Slamming the door on her way in, Makayla didn’t hold back. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” Barba, not even looking up from his desk said, “Nice of you to join me, Webb. You finally finished flirting with Fordhum Law?”

Makayla scoffed at his remark, “I was not flirting with Sonny.”

“You know,” Barba began, putting his folder down and walking towards her, “You used to laugh when I made a jokes about him and now you’re dressing like him for Halloween? Come on Makayla, how old are you, 12?”

Makayla crossed her arms as she mumbled, “ Sonny seemed to like it.” Barba chuckled at the sight: Makayla, crossed arms, clenched jaw and drawn on mustache still on her face. “You’re putting your trust in freaking Carisi? Come on Makayla, seriously,” Barba said with a laugh.Makayla rolled her eyes, “Get over yourself, Barba.”

“What, are you sleeping with him too?” That did it. Rafael Barba should start digging his own grave because Makayla was about to put him in one.

“You know what, Rafael, I’m not sleeping with Carisi, but I might as well give him a go.” Makayla said sharply as she took a step towards Barba. “It might actually be nice to sleep with someone who doesn’t want to compare case notes afterwards.” Barba winced at comment, but he kept quiet. His silence only egged Makayla on to keep going. “Maybe it would be nice to sleep with someone who sees me as more than just the office slut who’s always there when you call. Maybe it would be nice to sleep with someone who isn’t twice my age and doesn’t have issues getting it up.” Even though it only happened once, Makayla knew it still bothered him. With that Barba visibly winced. She hit him right where it hurt.

“Get out.” Barba said too calmly. But still Makayla continued. “Maybe I should sleep with Carisi and-“

“I said get out!” Barba yelled, slamming his hands on his desk. Makayla narrowed her eyes at the ADA. “Enjoy your notes, counselor.” And with that she turned on her heels and left the office.

Later that night, Makayla decided she was done with Rafael Barba. His jealousy over Carisi and some stupid Halloween act sent her over the edge. They weren’t even dating, why did he care? It was just about the sex, what was he getting all worked up about?Pouring herself her favorite glass of wine and popping some popcorn, Makayla put on her favorite movie. After downing the first glass of wine, she decided to pour another one, and then another one. After about the third glass of wine, there was a knock on the door. Opening the door without hesitation, Makayla was met face to face with Rafael Barba.

“What are you doing here, Rafael?” Makayla asked, crossing her arms in defense. “Come on, Makayla, you know what I’m doing here,” Barba said, slurring his words slightly. Makayla could smell the scotch on his breath. “Not tonight, Barba, I’ve got Fordham Law in here.” Rafael’s gaze turned dark as he said, “You better not.”Pulling the door open so Rafael could see inside, Makayla said, “Drop the jealous act, Rafael. It’s not a great look.”

Rafael, with a defeated look on his face and running his hand through his hair, “I know, just let me in, let me make it up to you.” Then he said those three words that get Makayla every time: “I need you.” Moving to the side, Makayla silently let Rafael in. Closing the door behind her, she only knew one thing for sure: she definitely was not done with Rafael Barba.

#rafael barba #law and order svu #rafael barba x ofc #sonny carisi #raul esparza

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mcbenson25 · 3 years

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No Matter the Cost Part 2

Part 2 was requested by many so here you are!

Warnings: anxiety, confrontation

Part 1 Part 2

--------------------------- Ella felt better.

She knew that it would be a while before she was "okay" but at least she didn't feel like a fish out of water not able to breathe.

Fin hadn't let her out of his sight. Wherever she went she could sense him trailing not far behind her.

She felt safe.

She wasn't sure if she would ever be able to feel like that again.

It had been two weeks since it had happened. Some days it felt like it was just yesterday.

They hadn't found the man who had done this to her yet which made her nervous.

What if they never found him?

Ella shuddered at the thought.

She may be okay now but how can she live with that man being free around the city hurting other women?

Fin noticed Ella in deep thought and lightly touched her shoulder.

"Hey are you alright?"

Ella let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and lightly laughed.

"Define alright"

Fin looked at her intently trying to figure out what she was thinking.

"We'll get this guy Ella. No matter how hard it gets we will put this SOB in jail and he will pay for what he's done"

Fin's words reassured Ella but she still felt uneasy. She decided she needed some air.

As she got up from her chair next to Fin's desk she could feel his eyes looking intently at her.

"Where are you going? I'll go with you."

Although she appreciated how protective he was being of her, she needed to be alone just for a minute. It would help her get her mind off things.

"I'm just going outside to get some air real quick I'll be right back"

Fin didn't look too convinced. He had promised to protect you and had failed once and he would not let that happen again.

Ella could almost read exactly what he was thinking.

"I'll be okay. There are officers all around the building and cameras. I won't be long"

Fin was not fully convinced but he knew she wanted a moment to breathe and forget about things so reluctantly he agreed. ---------------------- Once the cold New York breeze hit her face she felt better. It felt as if the breeze could take all of her worries away but she knew the world wasn't that easy.

She sat on the stairs of the building as she watched officers go by with different people. Robbers, murderers, rapists.

Ella felt that familiar feeling of worry wash over her.

She needed to get out of here.

She walked past the station and toward a little bakery she loved.

As she got closer she saw someone leaving. The baker had said goodbye and the man returned it.

That voice.

It was him.

He was the one who raped her.

Ella could feel her breathing quicken and quickly hid behind the side of the bakery and pulled out her phone.

The man was waiting for a cab as Ella's trembling hand tried to open her camera. When she finally did she tried to get a good angle of his face but it was difficult because of where she was.

In her frenzy, Ella had dropped her lipstick on the ground causing a small crash on the ground as it rolled towards the man.

Ella panicked. She knew she was doomed.

The man turned and he picked up the lipstick and starting walking towards her hiding spot.

Luckily the cab he was waiting for showed up and right as the man was about to turn Ella got out of her hiding spot and snapped a picture of his face before running away towards the station. ------------------- "Why didn't you call for help? Something horribly wrong could have happened to you!"

Ella was back in the squad room explaining to everyone what had just happened. Fin was angry because she hadn't called for backup and had carelessly put her life in danger.

"I know Fin but know we know what he looks like. I know it's him because at night all I can hear is his voice. So when I heard him at the bakery I knew it was him."

Fin was still not having it.

"But at what cost? He saw you and knows you have this picture. What makes you think he won't leave the city or the state for that matter?"

Fin's voice had raised and Ella felt herself shrink and her eyes well up with tears.

"I just want him to pay for what he did. I thought I was helping"

Ella ran off before she started crying all over again. ---------------------------- Fin felt like an idiot. He had basically yelled at his lifelong best friend who had gone through the worst trauma of her life.

Yes, the picture was a huge breakthrough but he was worried that the vile man would come back and hurt Ella again or that he would run away and never be found. The picture was already out on the news in hopes that someone would recognize this man.

Fin rubbed his temple as he tried to think how to apologize to her.

"Hey Fin we got someone saying this man is working at a construction site right now"

"Let's go" ------------------------------- Ella found herself in Olivia's office. She was crying and Liv had tried to calm and comfort her to no avail.

"I just want this to be over" Ella sobbed.

Olivia rubbed her back in comfort.

"It will be soon I promise. Fin and the squad will catch him"

Ella nodded as she blew her nose and tried to clean her face.

Right then the door flew open.

"We found him" ------------------------ Edward Howards. Age 29. Works for Jones Construction. Lives at 123 Eagle Street.

Ella was looking through the information they had found. The man finally had a name.

The rest of the squad had gone to arrest him.

Everything finally seemed to be going well.

It would finally be over.

As the squad came back she saw the man as they dragged him into a cell.

She felt a sense of relief. A hand gently touched her shoulder.

"Hey" said the familiar voice.

"Hey" Ella said softly.

Fin felt like a douche after yelling at her and was set on making it right.

"I just want to apologize for my behavior back there. I shouldn't have yelled. I know this has been hard on you more than anyone else but I worry about you so much. That picture was a huge help and you did great and I want you to know I'm not mad with you"

Ella smiled, "I know. I know you want to protect me because you care about me and I really appreciate it. Thank you for being my best friend. Now come here, I want a hug"

Fin chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her small frame.

He would be with her and protect her forever. At any cost.

#svu #law and order svu #SVU fanfiction #lawandordersvu #l&o: svu #fin x ofc #fin tutuola #OliviaBenson #sonny carisi #svu imagines #orginal character

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writefasttalkevenfaster · 3 years

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question about take my hand - options for releasing the endings:

do you sonny’s ending or rafael’s ending first?

do we want both endings at once?

edit: i.e. there is will be two separate endings for both but they will be released at the same time (as opposed to different days)

#fic: take my hand #ofc both endings at once means y'all have to wait for me to write both #i'm reading my clinic materials and instead choosing to focus on this lmao #wftf talks #rafael barba x reader #sonny carisi x reader #rafael barba #sonny carisi #svu #law and order: svu

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agentcable · 3 years

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Forgiveness

Title: Forgiveness TV: Law & Order: Special Victims Unit Pairing: Rafael Barba x OFC Prompt: “Do you forgive me?” Word Count: 2,167

Part 1 -- Part 3

Rafael just entered his shared apartment with Lauren. "Lauren? Are you home?" Rafael called out and put his bag down in his office. Before he went home he bought a dozen red roses to apologize for his behavior earlier in the day. The ADA listen closely but it was silent in the apartment. Too silent for his liking. "Lauren?"

Rafael walked into the living room and switched on the lights. The bouquet of roses was still in his hands. There was no sign of Lauren being home or at least she was home for a short time and then left. Maybe the latter is true because the apartment smelled after fresh baked cookies. He looked around the room and saw something standing on the dining table. The counselor walked over to take a closer look at it. He put the bouquet down on the table next to the romper on the table. Rafael carefully took it in his hand. He couldn't believe what he had in his hands.

"Future Havard Freshman" was written on the front of the grey romper. Rafael stared at the baby clothes for a long time. Suddenly he realized why she yelled at him that she can't have Carisis' kid. She already was having his. The man sighed and ran his right hand over his face. He had to find out where she was. It was clear to him that she wasn't here and now that he knew the truth... He had to make up for his mistake.

***

Meanwhile, Lauren was knocking on Olivia's apartment door. Shortly after her knock the door opened and Olivia let her in. "Thank you for letting me stay for tonight." Lauren put down her overnight bag and took off her shoes and jacket.

"Not for that. I'm happy to help out and Noah asked me when you're coming over again." She looked at her. "You and Rafael will work this out. After you left, he realized that he messed up bad."

Lauren got something out of her bag. "I hope you don't mind but I brought some cookies for Noah and you as a thank you. I made them myself before I left the apartment to come here." Just as Lauren finished the women heard feet running down the hallway.

The women chuckled. "Auntie Lauren!" the young boy yelled and hugged her leg. Lauren hugged him back. "I have brought some cookies with me." She gave him his small package and Noah had a huge smile on his face. "These are for me? All of them?"

Lauren nodded and gave Olivia her cookies. "These are yours. But you have to promise me something." Noah nodded eagerly. "Don't eat a cookie before a meal. First the meal and then cookies. And you have to ask your mom before you take one out of this box."

Noah laughed. "I can do that. Can I have a cookie, mom, pretty please?" The women smiled and Olivia nodded. "Fine. One cookie. Then go brush your teeth and change into your pajamas."

With that Noah took one cookie out of his box and put the rest of them on the kitchen island. Then he ran off into his room. "That should keep him busy for the next 30 minutes." Lauren and Olivia sat down on the couch. "How are you?"

Lauren sighed and shrugged. "I don't know. I feel disappointed by Rafael's accusation. I don't know how often I have to tell him that he's going to be the only man in my life. In a romantic way." They both smiled. "But sometimes he's insecure and instead of talking to me about it, he hides it until it boils over. I'm afraid that one day it's getting so far that we're not going to work it out and break apart. And I don't want that. Not when a child is going to be involved."

The women went silent. The silence was interrupted by Lauren's phone buzzing in her jeans back pocket. She got it out and looked at it. The screen showed that Rafael was calling. Lauren declined the call and put her phone on the coffee table in front of the couch. "I assume it's Barba, right?"

Lauren nodded. "I'm not going to answer his calls. I don't care how often he tries to reach me. He can stew a little." Just when she finished, her phone buzzed again. She declined again. "You know that he'll call until you answer him", Olivia stated.

"We both know he will. But I said it earlier: He can stew a little. I'll call him back later or tomorrow morning." Noah came back into the living room.

"Mom, I'm ready. Can I play with Auntie Lauren?" The boy held a card game in his hand. "Please?" Olivia looked to Lauren. Lauren smiled and took the game out of Noah's hand. "Of course, buddy. But you have to explain to me, how it works." Noah nodded enthusiastically. He sat down on the floor in front of the table and got ready to explain the game to Lauren. Meanwhile, Lauren put her phone in airplane mode. She didn't want to think about Rafael and the incoming calls and texts didn't help her.

***

When Olivia was sure that Noah and Lauren were engrossed in their game, she left the living room and went into her bedroom. After Lauren put her phone into airplane mode, Rafael was trying to reach her. The lieutenant had pity with the ADA. She wanted him to at least know that Lauren was with her and that she was fine for the time being.

Olivia closed her door and sat down on the bed. For a short moment, she was asking herself if she did the right thing. But before she could decide against her idea, she called Rafael back.

Rafael answered the phone after the second ring. "Olivia. Please tell me you heard anything from Lauren."

"I wish you a good evening, too, Rafael." Olivia looked at the mirror in front of her. "Lauren's with me and Noah." She braced herself for what's to come.

"I'm coming over. I need to talk to her." Rafael answered and Olivia could hear rustling in the background. "I'm an idiot and she needs to know. I don't want her to go to bed angry."

"Barba, I don't think..." But the lieutenant didn't even have the chance to express her concerns. The ADA had hung up on her. She sighed and just hoped for the best. The last thing she and Noah needed for tonight was a loud argument and one of the neighbors calling the police.

Olivia sighed and walked back into the living room. Noah yawned and rubbed his eyes. "Seems like somebody is tired and should head to bed", Olivia chuckled and tousled her son's hair. Lauren packed up the game they just finished.

"But I'm not tired", Noah protested and yawned again. "You sure are. Come on, I can read you a book if you want." Olivia took Noah's hand and went to his bedroom. "I'll be right back, Lauren. If you want, you can search for a movie we can watch." With that, she stepped into Noah's room to tuck her son in bed.

***

30 Minutes later, Olivia came back from her room. After she put Noah to bed, she changed into more comfortable clothes. "He's asleep." She sat down next to Lauren who also had changed into comfier clothes. "Found a movie we can watch?"

Lauren nodded. "If you don't mind I like to watch "Hunger Games". I started to watch it several times but never finished it."

"I'm fine with it. Start the movie. I'll just go and get us ice cream and something to drink. Chocolate and water." Olivia stood back up to get the ice cream from the fridge and water and two glasses. She brought everything over and sat it down on the table. "No wine?" Lauren asked her.

"No. We both drink water tonight. Drinking alone isn't fun." Olivia just opened the water bottle when there was a knock on her apartment door.

"You invited someone over?" Lauren asked her curiously. The lieutenant shook her head. "No. But I'll go and see who's interrupting our night." She gave Lauren the water bottle to pour into the glass. She tried to not let her see that she knew who's on the other side of the door.

Olivia checked a final time if Lauren was occupied. When she saw her reading a magazine she had at the table. The woman took a peek through the peephole. Sighing the lieutenant opened the door. "Barba, I told you not to come. I just called to tell you that she's safe with me and not in any danger."

"I know, Olivia. But I have to talk to her. I have to set it right. I don't want her to go to sleep after that fight." The counselor glanced at her pleadingly. "Please."

"What is going on, Olivia?" Lauren walked over to the door and stopped when she saw who's standing there. "Rafael... What are you doing here? How do you know where I am?" The three people stared at each other not knowing what to say to explain it.

"It doesn't matter but I want to talk to you, please." Barba took a step towards her, his right arm reaching for Lauren. The woman took a step away from him and the counselor stopped from going any further. "Lauren?" He was unsure what her reaction meant.

"You hurt me with your behavior today, Rafael. I know that you are insecure about yourself but I told you every time that you're the one I want to stay with. To be with until the end of time. There is no other man, no Sonny." Lauren had tears in her eyes. "But accusing me of cheating. That was low and stung. I never thought that you would say something like that. I would never do that. Not after seeing the aftermath, my mother went through."

The room went silent once again. Olivia still stood at the door. She didn't want to leave them alone. She knew that neither would do any physical abuse but she feared they would argue again. The lieutenant waited with bated breath for Rafael's answer.

Finally, Barba sighed and looked towards the floor. "I'm sorry, Lauren. I know what I said was wrong right after you slapped me. And after I found what you left behind in our apartment I was even more frustrated with myself." After that, he gazed back at Lauren. He carefully stepped towards her and grabbed her hands in his. "I'm really going to be a father?"

The tears Lauren tried to hold in were now flowing down her face. Rafael carefully brushed them away. Olivia closed her apartment door. Lauren smiled and nodded. "You're going to be a papi. And I know that you will be nothing like your father was when you're afraid of that."

They both hugged. Olivia smiled watching them. They let go. "You coming with me, cariño?" Rafael's voice showed hope. He didn't want to stay alone in their apartment. It felt cold and lonely with her by his side. But Lauren shook her head. "No, I'm staying here for tonight. I promised Noah to bring him to school with Olivia. Maybe we could do lunch together. Talk about us, what happened yesterday", Lauren suggested.

Rafael sighed. "Alright. But you should know that I am not happy to stay in the apartment alone."

Lauren chuckled. "I know. It's just one night, Rafi. You'll survive it." Rafael walked to the door and looked at Olivia. "Thank you for not kicking me out even though I didn't listen to you."

The lieutenant smiled and hugged him. "It's fine. If you had started arguing at the latest, I would have kicked you out." She opened the door. "Now, go and enjoy your night. I'm sure you have something to do, right?"

"Fine, fine. I understand what you're saying. I leave", Rafael laughed and left the apartment. Olivia closed the door behind him once again. She looked at Lauren. "So... Do you still want that ice cream?"

"Of course. Let's go eat that ice cream." The women walked back into the living room and sat down on the couch. Lauren gave Olivia her glass of water and a spoon. Then she put down the tub of ice cream between them. They both just wanted to enjoy the rest of their night before the next day come.

#law and order svu imagine #law and order svu fic #rafael barba #law and order svu #rafael barba x oc #svu imagines #rafael barba imagine

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navalcriminalimagines · 3 years

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Hi! First of all love your work 🤌🏽🥺✨ AMAZING

And secondly

I was hoping to request a Barbra x reader where the reader is young (of age ofc ) Professional Olympic Gold medalist Vollyball player and the team finds out they are dating?

Like they see him at one of there games and they just can’t believe Barbra is with them?

Hope you are having a amazing night ! I’m currently on a long bus ride home.

Thanks a lot sweetie!!! 🥺 I really hope I’ve done a good job and that’s what you wanted! I hope your bus ride went well!! Love 💕

Rafael Barba was never into sports. Either participating or just watching, it’s not his thing. Until he met you. Well, he’s not much into sports in the matter of speaking, he’s just really into you. That’s how he ended up in Brazil during summer 2016, to support you while you competed at the Olympic Games with your Volleyball team.

You and Rafael weren’t officially dating back then, but your mother’s health prevented her from making the trip with you, and without really thinking about it, Rafael offered to come with you. And he’s been the best supporter you could have imagined.

Your first kiss happened right after you and your team won the Gold medal. Rafael felt so happy for you, when you jumped in his arms, his lips immediately found their way to yours.

Until now, you still consider this the best summer you ever had.

And Rafael never left your side. He comes to your games every time he can make it, he helps you train, he takes care of you when your body gives up a bit. You couldn’t have dreamt of a better boyfriend than Rafael Barba.

“Is everything ready for tomorrow?” He asked, checking on your bags.

“I think so. Is your mum still coming?”

“Of course. It’s the first time she can come to one of your games, she isn’t missing it for the world,” he smiled, hugging you from behind.

“I can’t believe it’s my last game,” you said, looking at your gear. Rafael’s hands were resting on your stomach, with your own hands above his.

“You are careful, okay? I agreed about you playing, because it’s important for you but I don’t want anything to happen to our little one,”

You smiled. You still can’t believe you’re pregnant. You found that a week prior, and you obviously considered about not playing but what a better to end your volleyball career than during a game at the Madison Square Garden. “They’re going to be fine, baby. We have a whole plan with the coach, I won’t do much,” you turned around to face Rafael, your arms around his neck and his, in your back. You softly kissed him.

“Are you sure you want this to be your last game? You can come back when our baby will be born and a bit older,”

“I’ve always told myself that once I’m a mother, I’d stop being an athlete. This career asks too much,”

“Whatever you do, whatever you choose, I’m so proud of you. You know that?” Rafael kissed your forehead, “and dios mio, thank you for choosing me to do that with,” your boyfriend has been overwhelmed since you brought him the news. He gave up the idea of having a family a long time ago, but you brought it back to life. Just like you brought Rafael back to life.

He made sure you felt relax and that you had a good night sleep. Tomorrow was a real big day.

Since it was Friday, Rafael had to spend a part of the day at the office. He had a meeting with the SVU squad to talk about a case.

“Come on Rollins, would you have thought about inviting Barba on a Friday night?” Sonny defended himself. He surprised the squad with tickets to a volleyball game at the MSG, but he didn’t count Barba in.

“No but only because I don’t get along with him. You are you, Carisi,”

“Well I’m sorry, okay? But you’ll see I was right not to count him in,”

An hour later, Rafael arrived to the precinct. Sonny didn’t waste time to prove his point. “Barba, are you free tonight?” He asked the ADA.

“No. Why? Want to ask me on a date, detective?”

Carisi laughed and looked at Rollins with a proud face. “Would you be interested?” Sonny played along.

“You’re good looking, Carisi. But not my type, you’re too—noodling,”

“Should I be offended?”

“Is Liv there?” Barba didn’t answer but he had a smirk on his face.

You didn’t want to let your team about your pregnancy and your retirement before the game. Whether the team win or lose tonight, it’s definitely a win for you. You won everything.

Luckily, you were barely 7 weeks pregnant, so your stomach was still pretty flat. That’s something you didn’t have to hide. An hour before the game started, you had a text from Rafael, letting you know he was there with his mother.

“Lucia, hi! Nice to see you,” you hugged your mother-in-law.

“I’m happy to finally see you play. How are you mija?”

“I’m good and you?” You moved on to kiss Rafael, but it was a very chaste kiss, he never been confortable with PDA in front of his mother. It always makes you smile. You took them to their places, right behind your team bench.

“Be careful and have fun mi amor. I love you both so much,” Rafael whispered to you before you went back to the locker rooms.

The atmosphere in the Garden was amazing. You focused on your game but you couldn’t help but to look at Rafael from time to time. The squad was up in the audience, everyone was having a lot of fun.

“Gosh, there’s a guy behind the New York team that looks exactly like Barba,” Sonny noticed to Rollins. The detective immediately tried to look where Sonny was pointing.

“Dude! That’s Barba!” She exclaimed. Rollins let the rest of the squad know.

[From Liv] : Best seat I see, Rafa... ;)

[From Rafael] : Discovered. :) I’ll see you after the game?

Although they noticed Rafael, none of the squad believed what they saw once your team won. After a celebration, they saw their sarcastic and cynical ADA in the way they never saw him before. They saw you jumping in Rafael’s arms and kissing him deeply.

“The squad’s here. I guess it’s the night of full disclosure,” he let you know.

You had to most amazing smile Rafael never saw before. He wanted to cry on the spot, he never felt this happy in his life.

After a short celebration with Rafael, you went back to the locker room with your team and it was the time to let them know. The coach made a very proud speech, and she invited you to talk.

“I’m just going to see how things are. Tonight was my last game with you. I’m pregnant,” you cried of happiness, “I’m going to have a baby!” All the girls jumped from happiness for you, they congratulated you. Some of them cried too but it was nothing but joy in the locker room.

Of course they wanted to congratulate Rafael too. He’s been awesome with them too, some of your best friends were in your team.

“Congratulations, daddy!” Your very best friend jumped on Rafael’s back. The squad and Lucia looked at him, confused. You were right behind, he extended his hand to you and kissed your temple when your body hit his.

“Everyone, this is Y/N, my girlfriend and the woman who’s caring my child. Mami, you’re going to be an abuelita,”

Lucia cried from happiness. It was finally happening. His son found the love of his life and he’s going to be a father, everything was right in this world.

“Lucky bastard, he’s dating my athlete crush,” Sonny smiled at Fin.

#law and order svu #rafael barba #rafael barba x reader #rafael barba imagine #law and order: special victims unit #rafael barba fanfic #rafael barba fic #l&o: svu #law and order special victims unit #barba x reader

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daddydoddsjr · 1 year

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If you made a scale of Law and Order (and/or SVU) lawyers based on "most to least likely to get jealous" what would it look like?

Pairings || SVU lawyers x GN!Reader

Warnings || Jealousy ofc, anger, mentions of NSFW

Authors Note || just doing some SVU characters in order of least to most likely— this post kept glitching so hopefully when i post it posts normal?

6. Peter Stone

I feel like he wouldn’t care

But in a ‘I know I’m amazing and I have no reason to be jealous’

Just cocky

5. Alex Cabot

Not cocky, but still doesn’t get jealous

Doesn’t have much a reason to

And doesn’t want to waste time being jealous

She trusts that nothing will happen anyways

4. Casey Novak

Feels the hits of jealously/anger but doesn’t react much at first

But if something makes her jealous, she’s good at voicing it outright

And she’s blunt about it so you know exactly how she feels

3. Rafael Barba

Silent jealous type— but easily jealous nonetheless

Another man even tries to check you out or flirt with you?

He’s immediately jealous and protectively holding your hip tightly

Might let out some of his jealousy frustrations during sex

2. Sonny Carisi

Sonny is definitely a bit more jealous than he lets on

Someone is flirting with his person?

Absolutely seething on the inside, normal on the outside

Definitely has a hand on you somewhere (your thigh, lower back, hand, etc)

1. Rita Calhoun

Vocal about it and you can tell how completely angry jealousy makes her

Very protective of you and jealously comes easily

Fights sometimes happen due to this, but she’s not necessarily mad at you, just made at who made her jealous

Jealous sex jealous sex jealous sex

i love rita calhoun so much and i need more sapphic fics with her

#rita calhoun #sonny carisi #sonny carisi x reader #rafael barba x reader #rafael barba #alex cabot #alex cabot x reader #law and order fanfic #law and order #law and order svu #svu #casey novak #casey novak x reader #peter stone #peter stone x reader #rita calhoun x reader

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lovemesomerafael · 4 years

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MASTERLIST

Law and Order SVU and Captain America (Well, really Bucky Barnes)

Is that a strange combination? I feel like that’s a strange combination.

One-Shots

Law & Order: SVU

A Little Too Undercover (Sonny Carisi x OFC. Smut-ish) Also on AO3

No-name smut (Mike Dodds X Reader)

Under the Influence (Peter Stone x OFC Smut) Also on AO3

Pathetic (Rafael Barba x Sonny Carisi Angst, pining, feelz) Also on AO3

Afterlife (Rafael Barba x Sonny Carisi Angst, feelz, I don’t know) Also on AO3

There For Each Other (Rafael Barba x Sonny Carisi Angst, hurt Sonny, how they started dating, married Barisi, Smut) Also on AO3

Bucky Barnes (and his sidekick, Captain America)

Here Goes (Angst, pining, you decide if they’re best friends or Stucky, works either way) Also on AO3

Multi-Chapter Works

Destroying The Planet To Save It

Also on AO3

(MCU) There’s a new threat to Earth, and it’s up to the Avengers to find and stop it. (Steve Rogers x Sharon Carter, Bucky Barnes x OFC, Sam Wilson x OFC, Bruce Banner x OFC, Clint Barton x Natasha Romanoff, Tony Stark x Pepper Potts) Story, smut, fluff, angst, violence

Others Like Me

Also on AO3

(Captain America Movies) Bucky Barnes is abducted by a new reincarnation of Hydra. One of his captors helps him escape. Bucky never thought he'd meet anyone who had been where he's been. But she has. Steve's suddenly not the one who can help Bucky the most to deal with his tortured past. And Steve's not happy about it. (Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x OFC,) Smut, fluff, angst, violence.

El Amor Todo Lo Puede

Also on AO3

(Chicago PD, Med, Fire, Justice, L&O SVU) For those who like a lot of story with your smut. Starts in Chicago, goes to New York (Peter Stone x OC, Greg “Mouse” Gerwitz x OC, Rafael Barba x OFC). Has alternate happy endings. Smut, fluff, angst.

It’s Complicated

Epilogues: Surprise Party Expectations

Also on AO3

(Law & Order SVU) How does “hate at first sight” become “where have you been all my life”? (Rafael Barba x OFC) Story-driven, with smut, fluff, angst.

Cinderella of Chicago

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Part 1 Chapter 4 Part 2 Chapter 5

Also on AO3

(Chicago Fire, Chicago Med, Chicago PD) Brian “Otis” Zvonecek meets a great girl at a fan convention, but they get separated and she disappears, leaving behind part of her costume. Lots of story. Fluff, light smut, little bit of angst. (Brian “Otis” Zvonecek x OFC)

Becoming Mike

Also on AO3

(Law & Order SVU) Mike Dodds had no idea when he took the job at SVU that he’d be blindsided by meeting Sonny Carisi. Falling in love with Sonny means Mike will have to find the courage to figure out who he is, and what he wants. Lots of story, smut, angst. (Mike Dodds x Sonny Carisi)

No One Else

Chapters 1-6 Chapter 7 Also on AO3

(Law & Order SVU) Detective Sonny Carisi falls helplessly in love with OC Kate Kinsella. But when his dreams begin to come true, they realize there is no way to stay together, so they say goodbye. Until years later, Assistant District Attorney Carisi tries a case in which Kate is a witness, and they realize it’s never been over, for either of them. Story, smut, fluff, angst, pining. (Sonny Carisi x OFC)

Best That You Can Do

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6

Also on AO3

(Law & Order: SVU) Possibly WIP. When Chief Dodds sees his son, Mike, with his staff member, OC Kaitlyn Myers, he realizes she's perfect for him. He's right. Within hours of meeting in Chief Dodds' office, Mike and Kaitlyn have a wonderful, steamy night together. Things are looking great until the next morning, when Mike makes a HUGE mistake. But Chief Dodds doesn't know that. So he goes ahead with his little matchmaking scheme... Smut, Fluff, Angst, Pining. (Miike Dodds x OFC)

#Law & Order SVU #Captain America #Bucky Barnes #Rafael Barba #Raul Esparza #sebastian stan #chris evans #Peter Scanavino #Sonny Carisi #Barisi

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saiilorstars · 2 years

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Hearts’ Limits

Ch.8: Big Little Lie

Fandom: SVU; Sonny Carisi x OFC

Current Masterlist // Emilia’s Masterlist

taglist:@arrthurpendragon @anotherunreadblog @maaaaarveeeeel @stareyedplanet @averyhotchner @foxesandmagic

Warnings: Due to the nature of the series’ plots, I do have to rate this as ‘mature’ for constant mentions of rape.

"Alice, I cannot believe you did that," Emilia sighed over their phone. She laid on her couch with a hand over her forehead, fingers rubbing deep circles over her skin.

Alice snorted. "Do what?"

"You purposely gave Detective Carisi those cards!"

"So he could bring them to you? Yeah, I did. What's the big deal?"

Emilia moved her hand off her forehead. "The big deal is that you did it to fuel your imagination."

"No, I did it so that gorgeous detective could cheer you up. And he did, right?" Emilia could just hear the smirk on Alice's face. "He so did, I know it!"

Emilia sighed deeply. Her mind wandered to two nights ago when Sonny had stopped by with the letters her students made for her. He did make her smile and laugh, but not for his professional bits. She hardly focused on those.

"So what did you guys do anyways?" Alice eagerly asked. "Little talking? Maybe hugs? A kiss?"

"Alice! No! Don't even joke about that!" Emilia scolded.

Alice laughed. "I wasn't! It would be very nice to be kissed by a man like that."

Emilia absolutely hated herself for even daring to think about the idea of Sonny kissing her. "There are limits here, Alice. Boundaries? He is the detective on my case. He can't possibly get anywhere near me like that."

"Who says?"

"The rules!"

Alice waited a second to speak again. "Rules were meant to be broken."

"Alice, I can't believe you right now." That was a lie. Emilia had known Alice for a while enough to know this was perfectly in sync with her personality. "Thank you for the cards, though. Tell the kids I'll be back soon."

"Will you really?" Alice asked, not wanting to sound too unconvinced.

"Yes, I figure I have a much better shot at finding this stalker if I'm leaving the house more often."

"Well, I mean, it's all good when you have the gorgeous—"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence," Emilia warned her. "Maybe it's better if they back off too, the police? Maybe they're intimidating the guy into hiding and what I want, what I need, is for him to step out."

"I think you should leave the police the way they are. They're helping protect you, after all."

"I don't know, I just don't want anyone else to die because of me. I don't think I could handle that." Emilia didn't even want to think about the "next time". There wouldn't be one, not if she could help it.

~0~

A few more days would pass by before Emilia returned to work. She'd mostly done it to see if she could start baiting this stalker on her own. She was more vigilant, at least that's what she liked to tell herself. Wherever she went, she would look around at least twice to notice anything or anyone out of place.

"That's our job," Amanda told her one day during school hours.

Emilia would then respond with a polite smile and a shake of her head. "He wants me, remember?"

To which then Alice, whenever she heard, would reprimand Emilia for thinking that way. "It is not your job! It's theirs!" She pointed over to Nick standing at a distance to oversee the playground. "It's what they studied for!"

"It doesn't sit well with me," Emilia grumbled. She glanced over at Nick who was just watching the playground. She was sure that he had a lot more pressing cases to deal with instead of watching her work with a bunch of five year olds. Everyone did.

"Well too bad," Alice said, "Don't go doing anything stupid until that guy is caught, alright? For yourself, for the kids here, for all of us, stay out of trouble."

"Yeah, alright," Emilia nodded.

She had every intention of trying to have a normal day. She even had lesson plans she would start today, but half an hour later she received a text from her sister, Raelyn.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me," Emilia hissed after reading the long message.

Alice, who stood beside Emilia, openly gaped at the language. Emilia always remembered her professional boundaries and for her to momentarily slip like this meant whatever was on that phone had to be big.

"What is it?" She tried asking Emili during their recess where it was easier to converse without being overheard by any of the kids.

"It's Raelyn. She's messed up." Emilia looked positively livid. Alice suspected the only reason Emilia wasn't screaming is because of their students.

"What did she say?"

"It's what she said and did," Emilia muttered. "She saw Sonny and I one day outside the apartment and she just automatically assumed we were dating and since I would rather die than admit about the case, Raelyn sort of went home with that idea."

Alice chuckled.

"Shut up," Emilia promptly said before continuing with her story. "I begged her not to say anything to our parents. But of course, being the annoying big sister that she is, she couldn't keep her mouth shut."

Alice was barely holding onto her second laugh. "Don't tell me that she told…"

Emilia nodded grimly. "My stalker won't be able to get me anymore because I'm going to jail for murdering my sister. My parents now want to have lunch with us on Saturday. One p.m sharp."

Alice burst into laughter so loud that she attracted some of their students' attention. Soon enough, they were surrounding Alice asking her why she was laughing.

Emilia decided she needed to walk away before she murdered Alice as well. Double homicide was just a bit too much.

She headed back inside with the excuse that she needed the restroom, only stopped by Nick on the way in.

"Everything okay?" He asked, noticing the pained look on Emilia's face.

"Peachy," she answered in a spat.

Nick backed off if only not to agitate her even more. He decided to come up to Alice instead just to verify that Emilia was alright and safe.

"Yeah, she's alright," Alice said, biting her lip so as to not laugh again. That was probably what helped set Emilia off too. "On a completely unrelated note, when's Detective Carisi's day again?"

"Friday, why?" Nick eyed Alice strangely.

"No reason, just curious," Alice smiled much too sweetly. She was quick to relay the answer to Emilia when they were together again.

During class, Emilia was locked in that she couldn't reprimand Alice for even asking Nick that nor for having the outrageous idea that she would actually talk to Sonny about this.

"Well, what are you going to do then?" Alice challenged for a good answer. She watched a few of their students pass out the green construction paper they were going to use for an art project.

"First, I'm going to scream at Raelyn until she shrivels up," Emilia said, coming by the opposite side of their table to hand out orange construction paper, "And then I'm going to somehow convince my parents that you know who isn't in town. Or maybe that we just broke up. Actually, I like the second one instead. A lot easier and I might even get some free lunch along the way."

"You are such a coward," Alice made sure to whisper when Emilia was closer.

"Well, what do you want me to do?" Emilia incredulously demanded.

"Tell the detective about this!"

It was like Emilia had heard blasphemy. "Absolutely not! He already did me the favor of letting Raelyn believe this stuff and I am not going to ask him to play boyfriend with me for my parents." The mere idea of that had her stomach twisting and churning. She might take her lunch break earlier just to go and throw up.

"Maybe with this you wouldn't have to just 'play' anymore," Alice mumbled.

"Alice," Emilia threw her friend a glare.

"Just saying," Alice smiled sweetly. She hurried along to start the art project.

Emilia shook her head. She would figure something out before Saturday. It was Wednesday. She had plenty of time to come up with a good plan.

~0~

Come Friday, Emilia was still trying to figure things out. She had cornered Raelyn Wednesday night and she was rather proud that she almost made Raylen cry.

Serves her right for screwing me over. Emilia lamented the fact that it didn't fix anything. Her parents still wanted to have lunch.

That Friday morning, Emilia couldn't look Sonny in the eyes without flushing so she opted not to even try. When Sonny greeted her at the start of school, Emilia mumbled 'good morning' back and hurried inside.

"Have you said anything?" Alice whispered during the students' snack time.

Emilia shook her head fervently. "No, of course not. How can I look him in the eyes and tell him this?"

"Just like how you always talk to people?" Alice's suggestion was not well received. Emilia went around the kids' tables picking up trash whilst glaring at Alice.

"It's different," Emilia hissed on her way past Alice. She went to throw the trash away.

"Yeah, I wonder why," Alice mumbled under her breath. Thankfully, Emilia didn't hear a thing. "You're going to have to do something by tomorrow," Alice spoke normally when Emilia returned.

"I'm just going to go to lunch and while we're 'waiting', I'll pretend to get a text from him saying that a case has come up."

Alice snorted loud enough to cause giggles from a few students nearby. Emilia made a motion for those students to settle down.

"It's the only thing I can do," Emilia finally said, sighing in the process.

"Not the only thing," Alice once again mumbled.

Emilia pretended she didn't hear that. She focused on picking up the remaining snack trash and moving the students along towards their next activity. Along the morning, Emilia received several more texts that Alice assumed were from Raelyn. Emilia looked more nervous with each new message.

"I think I'm going to need a cup of coffee," Emilia decided around ten a.m when the students were busy doing individual work. "Maybe two."

"The phone keeps buzzing, huh?" Alice asked, eyeing the phone in Emilia's hand. It was lighting up again with a new text.

Emilia sighed. "Yeah, my mother's taking the liberty of having a whole conversation with me even though she knows I'm at work. She's so excited that I have a…" Emilia cleared her throat, "You know what…"

Alice snorted again. "Yeah, I think I know what…"

"And she's just so excited because it's been a while and whatnot."

"Oh right," Alice recalled the last boyfriend Emilia had a while back, "Nate. He was cute."

Emilia playfully rolled her eyes. "Not the point, Alice."

"But not as cute as—"

"I'm getting coffee!" Emilia exclaimed strategically and started for the door. She ignored Alice's laugh behind her. It certainly didn't help to get another text from her mother as soon as she stepped outside.

Be sure to be on time please! We are super excited to meet your boyfriend!

Emilia didn't bother to read the rest of the text. It wouldn't matter because said (fake) boyfriend wasn't even going to show up.

"Emilia," Sonny's call had been more startling for Emilia than the entire idea of having dinner with her parents.

It was embarrassing scrambling to catch her phone before it fell out of her hands. Sonny was too kind to ever say a thing — Emilia was eternally grateful for it.

"Hey," Sonny greeted her again, having noticed that her eyes never really met his.

"Hi," Emilia said quietly, finding the bulletin board of the classroom opposite of them truly interesting. "Did you leave?"

"Huh? Oh, no, well, sort of," Sonny bobbed his head. "I had a call from my Sergeant."

"No, no, I didn't mean to accuse you," Emilia said quickly, "Just asking. Course I know I'm not your only case. Sad reality, huh?"

Sonny smiled sadly. What he would give for Emilia not to be a "case" anymore. "Were you going somewhere? Not time for your break, is it?" He checked his watch just to make sure he hadn't lost track of time. "Oh no, it's only 10. Individual work time, right?"

Emilia's eyebrows raised with surprise. "Yes, how did you know?"

It was Sonny's turn to flush with embarrassment. "Part of the case is we have to learn your schedule." That was a lie. He only needed to be where Emilia was. Learning the schedule of a kindergarten class was not part of the case.

"Oh, so you have to learn what my kids do every hour," Emilia made a face, "Can't really not laugh at that knowing you're a detective."

"What? Ladybug dot painting is at 11, isn't it?" Sonny was only half joking with her. It was actually at 11:15, right after circle time.

Emilia let out a light chuckle. "Yeah, you're right. I was just getting some coffee before. Art can be very energy-draining."

"With 5 year olds? I bet. Dot paint goes anywhere but the paper, am I right?" At Emilia's impressed expression, Sonny added the fact he had a couple nieces.

"Oh," Emilia crossed her arms, "So you really do know the schedules then!"

"They're older now but I've seen my share fair of, uh, moments with crafts. Once again, teachers have more patience than God himself." Sonny did a mock salute for Emilia, earning another laugh from her. My God he just couldn't get enough of that...

Emilia soon felt self-conscious just standing in the hallway with the gorge—detective. With the detective. She swallowed hard, trying to deal with the impossible pit of warmth in her chest as subtly as possible. "I was just—" she stumbled over her own words. "Coffee. I was getting coffee," she managed to say a moment later. Her phone buzzed again. She squeezed it tight.

"Okay, I'll walk with you," Sonny said, unknowingly making it final that Emilia didn't have a choice.

He's doing his job, she reminded herself. He really was.

They walked the hallway and a few seconds later, Emilia's phone screen lit up with a new incoming message.

"Really busy, huh Miss Emilia?" Sonny teased.

Emilia swallowed hard. "Aha…"

"Something bothering you? You know, besides the obvious?" Sonny could guess the answer on his own but he thought he should offer Emilia the opportunity to say it herself. Plus, he would really like to hear her voice. For some reason, she hadn't really spoken to him this morning.

"No, um, not really," Emilia shrugged. Liar.

Sonny didn't quite believe it — he didn't believe it at all. "Are you sure?"

"Well, my parents invited me to lunch tomorrow and…"

"Ah, got it," Sonny cut in with a small laugh. "Parents."

Emilia nodded. "Yeah. My mother's just over the top and it's overwhelming."

"Nitty gritty with every detail, right?" Sonny counted a point for himself when Emilia finally met his eye. She smiled sheepishly.

"Yeah," she said.

Sonny smiled back at her. "My mother's the same. Maybe it's just a Mom thing."

"I don't know but whatever it is, I wish it would stop. I can't handle that along with my 25 other kids here."

"Yeah, that could get tricky," Sonny said, chuckling again. He had to laugh again when he heard Emilia's phone buzzing.

Emilia groaned. "Oh my God! I might just throw this thing out!"

"Wouldn't do that — everything's on the cellphone these days," Sonny warned. "Maybe just try turning it off?"

"Turning it off," Emilia sighed as she only just now thought of it. She looked over at Sonny with gratitude. "Seriously, thanks." She might pay for it later with her mother but right now, she wanted absolute silence from her phone.

"No problem," Sonny said, glancing at her from the corner of his eye. She was stuffing her phone away as fast as possible. "Was it really that bad?"

"Yes," Emilia said without a second thought. "She caught me off guard, basically."

"Don't they always?"

Emilia laughed. She nodded.

"But listen, in all honesty, if there's something I can help you out with, let me know," Sonny said, daring to put his hand on Emilia's shoulder for a moment. He may have kept his hand there for an extra second when Emilia gave him another smile.

"You don't have to," she said. He had enough on his plate with her case for her to go and add something stupid like this.

"No, it's not part of the job but if I'm able to, I'll do it," Sonny assured, never knowing how much Emilia truly appreciated his gesture. "Is there something I can help you with?"

Emilia stopped walking suddenly, deliberating her answer because for a moment she almost considered telling him the truth. Would he laugh kindly at her? Or would he be upset his little gesture of a white lie grew into something way bigger?

He said he wasn't seeing anyone. But that was a while ago. Things can change and you don't know what he does outside of work.

"Em?" The use of her nickname slipped so easily from Sonny that he only realized a moment later. Still, he waited patiently for Emilia to answer and for a comment about that new nickname.

"...no," Emilia finally said. Her head lowered, whether in shame or utter guilt she had no idea. Embarrassment seemed like the best way to go.

Sonny didn't feel the need to go deeper into that. He was sure if Emilia had something big to deal with, someone would help. "Alright then," he nodded.

Emilia continued to walk then, but she started biting her nail every now and then. Sonny also noted that she stopped looking him in the eyes again after that.

~0~

"You are so stupid," Alice did not hold back her thoughts one bit. She couldn't believe that Emilia missed the opportunity to let Sonny in on the situation.

Emilia was thankful that the detective in question was taking another call outside the class. The students were gone and now they were doing their afternoon cleaning before heading home.

"He would have helped you!"

"I don't know that — I don't know his life!" Emilia exclaimed. She folded their cleaning rags together. "He might not be okay with this at all."

"Well, you'd never know," Alice said, "You didn't even give him the chance to think about it."

"It's embarrassing!"

"But it's not your fault!"

"I KNOW IT'S NOT!" Emilia yelled abruptly that it left Alice still in her spot. Emilia swallowed and pushed away the lump in her throat, but when she turned towards Alice, the tears in her eyes gave her out. "I know none of this is my fault! How could it be my fault that I have a stalker? I didn't ask for that!"

"Emilia—"

"I definitely didn't ask for people to be killed on my behalf! I'll have to live with the fact that three children are now motherless because of me and I shouldn't have to feel this way!"

"But Emilia—"

"But here I am dealing with the aftermath of other people's decisions! I have to face the three kids who don't have mothers anymore and pretend like nothing happened. I have to constantly be alert for anybody who stares at me a bit longer than normal. And to top it all off—" Emilia laughed bitterly—, "I have to deal with my sister who couldn't keep her mouth shut about a man who is far too sweet to ever tell me no and I refuse to put him in that situation!"

Alice felt like she had opened the can of worms that Emilia had tried so hard to keep shut. Whatever tape Emilia put on the lid was ripped apart.

"I'm done putting everyone into my situations!" Emilia threw the rag in her hand in a random direction—in this case at the door that just so happened to open at the same time.

"Is everything alri—" Sonny flinched when the rag hit him on the nose.

Emilia's hands flung to her mouth, completely mortified. "Oh, of course!"

Sonny looked down at the rag that fell in front of his feet, eyes wide and blinking fast. "Okay…"

"Of course!" Emilia could only wonder how else the universe would decide to screw her over.

"Emilia—"

Emilia couldn't bear to be in the same room with Alice nor Sonny — she had to get out. Now. She bolted.

"Emilia!" Alice called after her friend.

Being right in front of the door gave Sonny the opportunity to catch Emilia on her way out. "Hey, hey, what's the matter?" He didn't expect Emilia to thrash against him, but she did.

"I need to go home! Let me go!"

Sonny was downright dumbfounded with this behavior. He squeezed Emilia's arms in an attempt to keep her still. "Okay — well — Emilia! We can go—"

"ALONE!" Emilia practically shouted in his face. The ferocity in her tone left Sonny still. His grip on her consequently loosened and Emilia was able to pull away. She made a dash for her cubby to retrieve her things then ran out the classroom.

Alice stared at the scene with a similar dumbfounded expression.

Sonny couldn't believe it. He had never seen Emilia like that but at the same time, he couldn't say he was completely shocked. He'd seen this type of behavior show up in victims — some would just take longer to bloom. "What pushed her?" He asked suddenly.

Alice blinked at him, taking a moment to process the question thrown at her. "What?"

Sonny looked away from the open door and met Alice's gaze. "What set her off?"

"Um…" Alice went through her options and which ones guaranteed Emilia's best interests. Emilia can't possibly get more pissed off now, she reasoned with herself.

"Alice," Sonny's voice was sharp now, his whole body turned in Alice's direction, "This is important. Emilia can't go on with that kind of behavior. It puts her in danger, alright? What happened?"

Alice still deliberated for another minute. At least Sonny could see that she was in a true struggle — she wasn't staying quiet out of desire.

"Let me ask you this," she started, licking her lips, "And you have to answer honestly."

Sonny nodded, giving Alice the gesture to ask away.

"How much do you like Emilia?"

#ocfairygodmother #fd: svu #svu #sonny carisi #svu fics #sonny carisi fics #svu imagines #sonny carisi imagines #svu fic #sonny carisi x oc #law and order svu

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userarchive · 4 years

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Unexpected Circumstances Ch 2

Warnings: Language, talk of the job, PG13 rating? Sonny Carisi x Reader, but I’ve given her a name for the sake of my sanity lolol

9 hours later, you’d managed to get back to two different apartments, had a quick shower, and gathered all the information you needed from both, you were behind schedule as you walked into the SVU squad room with a box of files and evidence. The crew was already gathered around the white board, trying to figure out the bust before you burst the bubble. You softly dropped the box onto an empty desk,

“Sorry I’m late, took longer to take care of things that I thought.” You addressed Captain Benson, most of the squad’s attention was turned towards you, your chest tightened. 7 years of undercover work and you were still stressed every time you transferred units, more worried about the fact that this was Sonny’s old crew.

“Detective Sophie Montgomery.” Olivia gestured toward you, “Please treat her with respect, she may be our newest recruit from Staten Island Vice, but she’s highly recommended, she’s not new to this. You may recognize her as one of our arrests from last night, she’s been working this ring undercover for the past 7 years and she’s going to be the biggest help we have with this case.” She gave you a tight smile, stepping back from the white board. You took a breath in, surveying over what they had up on the white board.

“Okay,” You started to move pictures around on the board, “Y’all made the bust too early, which means..”Your hand shot up to the three blacked out silhouettes at the top of the board,”That you don’t have any of these three in your custody, and those three are the ones you need.” You moved a few more things around on the board, “Alejandro Martinez is the King of Manhattan, and has been for years,” Your fingers tapped the top photo, “He works with a Queen and a Prince, and he only works on the Upper East Side. These parties aren’t like you’d normally expect, the clients are high profile, actors, producers, judges, lawyers, cops, wall street guys, politicians, everything you’d hate to have to prosecute.The drugs are clean, mainly coke and ecstasy, bottles of Prosecco, Patron, high end shit, they rarely deal with underage girls, unless there’s a new pimp who they want to try out, or someone high up makes a specific request.”

You glanced around the bull pen, noticing that Dominick had joined in, your breath hitched every so slightly. He however found himself somewhat entranced, he always enjoyed watching you work like this, your brain managed to wrap its way around things that everyone else missed, and you always seemed to know all the secrets people wanted to keep to themselves. Amanda interrupted your thoughts.

“So Martinez is the King, we know his brother is the prince, who’s the Queen?” You cocked an eyebrow at her.

“How do you think I have this much information?” You slouched against the desk next to you, “Listen, there is no way you can take down this ring with what you have from the bust. Every time there’s been a party busted the main 3 haven’t been present, or it’s just one of them and they get been slapped with a misdemeanour. They disappear to some remote corner of the globe, but like clockwork 6 months later, manage to find each other again, give me until then and I promise you a bust, with the top three all there.” You eyes scanned over the room, “While I can work here, I cannot break my cover, I can’t have anything to do with this case, I’ll help you gain any information but I can’t testify.” You could feel Olivia sigh heavily across the room,

“Okay, we’ll talk to the suspects, you and Carisi watch, anything that doesn’t match, you tell us immediately.” Olivia gestured towards interrogation 1, Sonny and you following behind her before she closed the door, being alone with him skyrocketed your emotions, you shoved your hands into your pockets so he wouldn’t notice them shaking.

At first you listened in silence, then Sonny felt like he couldn’t hold it in anymore, the words came tumbling out of his mouth before he could even try to stop himself,

“Did, did you have ta do …anything ya didn’t…want to..while you were under?” His voice was so gentle you barely felt it, you could nearly feel the tears but you knew what he was thinking. 7 years under in a sex ring, it was only logical, and this was the first moment you’d had truly alone since your reappearance. Both of your faces stayed strictly facing forward into the interrogation room, attempting to pretend that you were listening to what happened in front of you. Carisi felt just as drawn to you in that moment as he did the first time he asked you to coffee, the warm smell of your perfume brought back memories of holding you close, burying your head into the crook of his neck, the briefest of grins flashed across his face before you replied.

“No. Of course not,” You risked a lightning fast glance over to him, “I worked mainly on the books, took care of the girls, nothing ever happened.” You couldn’t help yourself, admiration burning at your cheeks knowing that he was worried about you, you pulled your hand out of your pocket, giving his elbow a reassuring squeeze before dropping your hand.

The two of you watched the confrontation in front of you, not registering that you were slowly inching closer to each other with each shuffle of your feet. Sonny felt his hand taking control as it brushed against yours and immediately felt like a middle schooler on his first date again, blush creeping up his neck, but when you didn’t shy away, he found his finger looping around your left ring finger. Your heart jumped into your throat at the gesture, finally turning away from the glass to properly look at the man beside you.

“I’m sorry I was such an ass yester-“ Dominick started before you cut him off,

“You’re not the one who should be apologizing,” A shaky breath to try and keep you calm, “I am unbelievably sorry…for everything.” Looking directly into those steely blue eyes was nearly intimidating, they softened at your statement, the faintest of a smile creasing his face.

“You were just doin’ your job.” In that moment, properly seeing each other, silently forgiving previous actions, the air in the room shifted. Carisi reached out, brushing a loose strand of hair off your face, his thumb briefly stroking your jawline before running down your arm and you were completely lost in the moment gravitating towards each other. A loud bang from the other side of the glass made both of you jump, pulling apart as you were reminded where you were, shifting back into work mode.

Sonny chuckled softly to himself, you cocked at eyebrow in his direction,

“Bella’s gonna freak.” You laughed lightly at that,

“Your Ma’s gonna actually kill me.”

“I’ll be sure to remind her assaulting a police officer is a punishable crime.” The playfulness slightly returned to the room, soft smiles and small laughs filling the awkwardness of the previous night.

***

As the day came to a close, you were sitting at your desk finishing up a pile of paperwork leftover from the various cases SVU had managed to arrest over the course of the day. The squad room had emptied out, and Olivia took advantage of that as she stopped at the side of your desk on her way out. You paused your writing, looking up at her,

“What can I help ya with Captain?” She faltered slightly, piecing together the words before she spoke,

“We’re…not going to have any..problems with the DA’s office are we?” It was a reasonable concern considering the only interaction she had witnessed with you and the A.D.A. was a heated screaming match followed by a physical altercation. You leaned back in your chair as you answered,

“No. That was a one time thing, I promise.” She quirked an eyebrow, not sure if she should believe you, so you continued, “You ever had someone come back from the dead?” Confusion took over Benson’s face,

“Yeah actually…one of our A.D.A.’s was shot in front of me, 12 hours later she turned up inside a car on the way to witness protection.” You watched as the emotions moved across her face, “It was a lot to process.”

“Now take all those feelings and add on about 7 years.”

“Jesus.” She muttered, shaking her head,

“Carisi and I will be fine, it was just a lot to go through so suddenly. And…I do apologize about the whole thing, it was wildly unprofessional, not exactly how I wanted to have my first day at SVU.” Olivia gave a stark laugh to that,

“It’s okay, just don’t make it a habit.” She shouldered her bag, “And don’t stay too late, just finish up what you can.”

“I will, night Cap.” You turned back to the last few pages as Liv exited the squad room, leaving you to quietly finish your work.

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He was going to be sick.

The entire night - technically the early, still inky-black hours of morning - he fought the nausea swarming in his stomach. The swirling red and blue of the police lights, reflecting off heavy snow surrounding the crime scene, left him dizzy and uncentered.

His hands shook on the ride back to 1PP, and he desperately attempted to wring the tremors out before burying them deep in his pockets and out of Amanda’s sightline from the driver’s seat.

The sour taste in the back of his mouth, working his way up his throat, left him repeatedly pushing beads of sweat back up through his hairline.

It was only when Barba burst in, finding the squad surrounded by crime scene photos and an ID of the vic on the whiteboard and screens, that someone finally, finally, said what everyone was thinking. A name given at last to the bile in Sonny’s throat.

Barba brushed snow off the shoulder of his jacket as he walked, eyes cast down to the Blackberry in hand as he talked through his walk into the bullpen. Distracted, he was unable to gauge the temperature of the room or feel the sharp, uneasy tension in the air. When he finally came to a stop and looked up, Barba found a rare moment of speechlessness: his eyes raked over the printouts, mouth ajar as the team watched him with careful eyes. Barba blinked once, opened and closed his mouth twice, and deeply furrowed his brows before responding.

“That looks like Faith.”

Carisi’s chair screeched back from the table as he abruptly stood, eerily silent as he grabbed his coffee cup and swept out of the room for a refill.

It was true: if the team didn’t know I was away in Chicago for the week, visiting my brother’s son born two days prior, the crime scene would’ve brought instant panic. Christ, we looked like twins: petite, beautiful blondes, with thick wavy hair, big green eyes, and a lightly olive skin tone. The vic was dressed in expensive, chic workout clothes, a brand Sonny recognized because I loved it as well - she was obviously on her way to a Pilates class down the street, like I did multiple times a week. The resemblance was uncanny, and the team wasn’t taking it well… no one worse than Sonny himself.

I was oblivious, only aware of the situation later the following evening. I was still in the hospital: although my nephew was born days prior, he was a few weeks early, and hospital staff was keeping him there a few more days just to be safe.

Quickly handing off the takeout I brought for my brother and sister-in-law, I stepped into the hallway and swiped to answer my ringing cell.

“Hey, what’s up?” I kept my voice low, settling in a nearby chair.

“Hey Faith,” Amanda’s easy drawl traveled through the speakers. I could tell something was off. “How much has Sonny told you about the case we’re working this week?”

“Not much,” I replied, bouncing my leg with nerves. I hadn’t heard from from Sonny frequently this week, but that wasn’t a surprise. I was busy helping my brother (and getting in all the baby cuddles I could) while Sonny was juggling a huge caseload back at work. We checked in before bed and in the morning with quick, exhaustion-filled phone calls just to hear the other’s voice, but nothing too extensive. My heart sank - maybe the strain in his voice was from more than just long work hours.

“We picked up a pretty brutal assault-homicide the night before last and, uh,” Amanda cleared her throat, “the vic looks like you. A lot.”

“Jesus, ‘Manda,” I sighed, letting my head fall back against the wall.

“I swear, Faith, you could be sisters.” I heard a door shut down the line and background noise lessened, signaling Rollins found a more private space to talk. “Same profile, same character traits, everything. The entire team’s pretty shook up about it, but Carisi’s taking it hard. I don’t think he’s sleeping.”

“Fuck. How’s the case going?”

“We’re close, but Sonny might have to take a step back. He’s struggling separate you from the whole thing.” Amanda took a beat before continuing. “Listen… I know you’re limited with what you can do while you’re away, but can you check in with him? We need him in a good headspace to cinch this thing. And I’m worried about him; he can’t keep going like this.”

“Yes, of course. Thank you for keeping an eye on him over there.”

“That’s what partners are for.” I could finally hear the smile in Amanda’s voice. “Give your nephew a snuggle for me, will you? I miss when Jesse was that small.”

“Of course, ‘Manda. Keep me posted with the case, okay? And Carisi.”

“I’ll check in later - bye, babe.”

I nervously bounced my leg in my chair after I hung up, doubled over with worry and wracking my brain for a way to calm Sonny down.

He’d felt his phone vibrate in his pocket hours ago, but Sonny was all-consumed with tracking their perp and barely registered it. That night, chasing leads on his computer and chugging cup after cup of coffee at his desk, he finally had a spare moment to check his texts. There was a message from me, sent a few hours ago, with a few attachments. Sonny’s heart clenched: he tried to keep a subtle distance between us while the case was going on, knowing he wouldn’t be able to do his job if he had the constant reminder breathing down his neck. Although his own doing, Sonny hated the distance and could feel my absence in his core. He was counting the days until I came home, flight scheduled two days from now, where he could hold me captive in our apartment for the weekend and pretend this case never happened. Smiling to himself at the thought, he opened my message.

There, in his hand, were multiple pictures of me in the hospital, cradling my newborn nephew to my chest: various images of me and the beautiful, impossibly tiny infant, love clear in my eyes, and a few solo shots of the gorgeous, healthy baby boy. Sonny let out a heavy breath, and he rubbed the dampness out of his eyes as his lips softly quirked up.

Then, he read the message below. A rare moment of vulnerability for me, proving a commitment level far beyond our year of dating and especially rare for my deep-seated commitment issues. He hastily wiped a stray tear off his cheek before anyone else in the bullpen could see, already dialing my number as he pushed off his desk and grabbed his coat for another coffee run.

He can’t wait to meet his Uncle Sonny.

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