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@burnofsacrifice

Well, I guess the saying holds true about being our own worst critic, because I can't really see myself that way, much less know that someone else would see me in that light. {My way of reasoning as to why I never caught on to why Antonio was really making all those visits to the firehouse. It made sense to me that he'd be there to see Gabby. It was the only explanation I could allow myself to believe. Him and I broke up... We were both hurting, and didn't end on the best of notes to say the least, so honestly, I expected to be the last person he'd want to see. All that to say, although I don't really like when I'm wrong, this was one of those exceptional moments where I was relieved to be wrong} We both know I hate when people prove me wrong, but this is one of those rare exceptions that I'm glad I was wrong because I had convinced myself that you were completely over me... I'm glad that wasn't the case. {I smiled before amusement creased my lips when I heard Antonio's teasing remark about his ego} Well, just to be safe, maybe I should find ways to stroke your ego in small increments just to be sure. {I gently teased in response before a nod followed} Oh yeah, I was definitely thinking of a couples cooking class. I think that would be so much fun. Bowling could also be fun. {I agreed. Antonio knew me so well} Then there's always Navy Pier. That never fails to show a good time. {Okay, so my dates were pretty boring in comparison to what Antonio would probably come up with}

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

Yeah? You really see me that way? {A soft grin rested across my lips as I heard Antonio's compliments about me. He was always a bit guarded... More along the lines of sexy, passionate, and flirtatious than he was sweet and romantic. Don't get me wrong, I loved that other side of him, but this softer side of him was pretty great too} I appreciate that, Antonio... Even more so knowing you want to be around me. {I grinned a bit brighter before adding} To be clear, you're sexy, passionate, charming, romantic, sweet, brave, protective, and an incredible cook... All of that and more made me fall head over heels for you. {I confessed with a lingering grin as I gave a nod in response to his question about putting me on the spot} Yeah, I have to admit, I didn't expect that. {I chuckled out softly before adding} Well, we'll just see about that. You better hope you'll win because something tells me I'd pick something completely boring in comparison to what you'd pick if you win. {I gently teased; all the while an amused grin rested across my lips} Oh, and I appreciate that because I'd prefer to remain in one, non-broken piece too. {I said through a light giggle}

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

Oh, you know me, I've never been good at picking up on the hints. I mean, it took me a long time to figure out you liked me before, and that was even after Gabby confirmed it, yet I still didn't believe it. {Eh, maybe it was a mixture of insecurities and also being slightly naive to that whole thing. Antonio was Antonio though, so the thought of him being interested in me was hard to wrap my head around; especially after we broke up and awkwardly tried to remain cordial and friendly with each other again. All that mattered now though was we came clear and clean with each other on our mutual feelings for one another} Well, I don't really have an idea on these stakes, so we'll go with yours. Yes, it's kinda weak, but better than anything I've come up with, so me calling it weak really didn't make much sense. {I aired out through a soft chuckle as I remained carefully nestled up beside you in the hospital bed} Just don't make me go sky diving on bungee jumping if and when you win this spontaneous date. It would be a shame if we finally find a way back to each other and then I either end up in traction or dead as a result of this crazy date plan. {I joked as a soft chuckle followed}

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

{I knew the conversation about being shot was all in fun. Obviously Antonio would never injure himself on purpose as a means of getting attention. Still, no harm in keeping his humor in tact while he's here recovering from his injuries} Weeks ago, huh? Been hung up on me for that long, have you? {I gently teased in reply; all the while the amused grin rested across my lips} Either way, I'm sorry it took you getting shot in order for us to finally lower our prides enough to admit we're still crazy about each other. Whatever brought us here, though, I suppose. {I smiled before my head bobbed into a nod} I completely understand and there's no rush or pressure on involving your kids. I promise. {I said through another smile. I cared about Antonio's kids. They are amazing kids, so the last thing I'd want to do is get their hopes up again should Antonio and I not ending up working out} Eh, that's kind have a weak bet, but I'll let it slide since you're a little weak from all the blood lost. {I gently teased. Again, meaning this whole thing in fun now} Okay, it's a deal... Whoever wins gets to plan the next spontaneous date, and no matter what, we have to do it. {Chuckles}

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

Well, I wouldn't say I'm the nervous type by nature, but you do make me a little nervous at times. {I admitted but realizing that could potentially come off in a far from complimentary manner, I quickly spoke up again to clarify} In a good way, I mean. Even after we broke up, it didn't mean my feelings for you ever fully left. {I started to say before adding} Don't let this go to your head or anything, but each time I saw you, you gave me those feelings and nerves all over again. {Flashing you a soft yet playful smile} Then you went and got yourself shot, assumingly, to get my attention once more. {I gently teased. Knowing full well that Antonio didn't do this on purpose. I was just trying to keep his spirits up now, though} You have great kids, Antonio, and I agree, we should wait to see where we go and how things pan out for us in our relationship before we involve your kids. {I said with a soft smile. The last thing I wanted to do was to hurt or confuse Antonio's kids if we find things don't work out between him and I again. Amusement pulled at the corners of my lips when I heard Antonio's question about the terms} Hmmm, I don't know, but I'm open to hear what ideas you have... {A soft grin resting across my lips}

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

That's adorable. And to think, I nearly spilled an entire holder of coffees on the ground out of nervousness from seeing you. We're quite the pair, aren't we? {I shook my head in amusement while a soft grin creased my lips} Had I known, my nerves may have been subsided... At least slightly... maybe? {I laughed softly as I remained cuddled up with you} There's no rush. I promise. I can imagine how tough our break up was for Diego, especially, since him and I had become pretty close. Especially given he got a total rush every time he creamed me at chess. {I said with soft amusement} Honestly though, the last thing I'd want is for him to be hurt again, so let's just keep it us for now, and down the line if you want me to be part of your kids' lives too, then I'm all for it, but if you want to keep that boundary and space, I completely understand. {I said with a genuine smile. Meaning every word of that too. The last thing I'd want to do is confuse Eva or Diego or crush them should Antonio and I not work out again as a couple. Time would tell on all of that though} A wager huh? {I asked in amusement. My curiosity piqued} You know me, I never was one who could pass up a friendly bet, so let's talk terms... {I aired out teasingly; all the while amusement resting across my lips}

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

Oh wow... Let's not forget that overly inflated ego of yours too. {I gently teased him; all the while peering up to flash him a grin. It was true though. I did enjoy his warmth as he held me close, his charms, as well as his ridiculously good looks too. When I was with Antonio, he always had a natural way of making me feel safe, too. He really was the whole package. Sometimes life doesn't go as expected though, which was definitely the case when it came to the ending of our relationship. Still, this felt like a second chance... One I wouldn't let pass me by. I loved Antonio so the last thing I wanted to do was to lose him again. Amusement creased my lips hearing his confession about coming to the firehouse though} Wait, are you serious? So you weren't actually where to meet Gabby for lunch? {My head shook slightly. Feeling a little irritate with myself for not catching that} I can't believe I didn't realize that. {I chuckled softly as another smile pulled at the corners of my lips} I completely understand. {I said with another smile. Knowing Antonio was trying to protect his kids now, and I didn't blame him one bit for that. I'm sure it wasn't easy on Diego when him and I went from hanging out often to not at all after Laura put her foot down and ruined all of it} We'll just focus on us for now and see where things go from here. {I said with a lingering smile of contentment as I remained cuddled up beside him in the hospital bed} Oh, you go right ahead and hold me to it because I have nothing but confidence in my culinary skills. {I grinned playfully in reply}

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

I'm glad I'm here, too... Then again, something tells me I'm too stubborn and set in my ways to be anywhere else right now. I mean, someone would physically have to pick me up and remove me from here if they tried to get me to leave. {I stated in a joking tone but the truth was, I wasn't even joking. As long as Antonio was injured and in this hospital bed, this was where I was going to be. With that said, if anyone tried to make me leave, they'd have quite the fight on their hands. I thought with a lingering grin as I remained contentedly nestled up beside him here in the hospital bed} Who would have thought our awkward encounter this morning in the firehouse, you know, where I nearly dropped the whole tray of coffees I was carrying, would have led to us cuddled up together in the same bed... {I started to say with a hint of amusement on my lips as I continued} Which, by the way, if I'm being honest, I was so nervous seeing you that my hands were shaking, so technically if I had dropped the tray of coffees, I would have totally blamed you for it. {I gently teased; all the while peering up at you to flash you a playful grin. My amusement lingering though when I heard his reply about Diego} Well, I look forward to hanging out with him again... Even if he does crush me in chess all over again. {I giggled softly as another grin pulled at the corners of my lips} I adore your kids, so I'm looking forward to spending time with them again. When you want me to, of course. I mean, I know you don't get to see them as often as you'd like, so I don't want to interfere with your time with them. {I smiled as my fingers traced gingerly back and forth across your stomach area} Oh, my dinner /will/ meet and succeed all expectations. I am confident of that.

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

Well, I can assure you that I'm just headstrong enough and set in my ways to not be here unless my heart wanted me to be here. {I said as an honest smile creased the corners of my lips. I knew Antonio had been in that awkward phase between breaking up and giving it our best attempt at friends just this morning. It feels like a lifetime ago now since we were at the firehouse this morning discussing a future coffee date with each other. Even awkwardly, yet flirtatiously tossing out of the idea of possibly grabbing dinner together. Sure, I knew we were charting into dangerous waters this morning in the midst of that conversation, but even while knowing that, I knew my heart still belonged to Antonio. Regardless of that taking a shooting for us to lower our guards enough to admit it, it was the truth nonetheless} My point in saying that is, I'm here with you now because I want to be... Even when we were apart, I knew my heart was still with you, Antonio. {I gently confessed with a lingering smile as I remained nestled up beside you in your hospital bed} And as far as Diego beating me at Chess, let's be honest Antonio, I'm so bad at Chess that I'm sure anyone would beat me. {I aired out honestly and through a soft chuckle. It felt refreshing to have this calm and carefree moment here with Antonio} I appreciate it, but let's try my recipe first. You might find you like it just as much as your own... After all, I am a fantastic cook. {I said with a soft yet confident grin}

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

[imdueforachange]

@burnofsacrifice

Not to worry, this is a promise that I plan to keep. As long as you want me to keep it, that is. {My way of saying I knew we still had a lot to figure out between us, but as long as Antonio was up for the challenges we'd face, I was fully in. I lost Antonio once and it broke my heart, so naturally I didn't want anything to come between us again} I'm all in, Antonio... Sure, I'm not naive, I know relationships have their fair share of challenges and difficulties, from time to time, but I don't want to lose you again. {Maybe it was the fact that he nearly died today that was doing most of the talking for me now... It was eye opening, to say the least, how closely I had come to losing Antonio due to his injuries. If anything, it was a reminder to me how unpredictable life could be, so as long as I had the chance, I wanted to make the most of this time with Antonio} Oh, I'm not surprised by that. He got a great deal of joy and excitement over beating me at chess. In fact, he didn't just beat me, he destroyed me. Every single time. {I said with soft laughter in my words. I didn't mind one bit though. Sure, I had my competitive moments when it came to playing games, but not when I played Chess with Diego. I saw it more of a bonding experience between us than a competitive game, you could say} I even had Otis teach me how to play, and Diego still creamed me every single time. {I chuckled softly and smiled as I spoke} I always had fun though, so no complaints from me. {I added with a lingering smile before a nod followed} Spicy pasta, it is. I don't need your recipe... I'm confident in mine that it will satisfy your taste buds. {I said through a playful grin} I may be terrible at chess, but I'm definitely a whiz in the kitchen.

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

Good because you're stuck with me. {In spite of my playful tone and the teasing grin etched across my lips, I meant every word of that. As long as Antonio wanted and needed me around, I'd be here for him. Whether that was while he was resting and recovering here in the hospital, or even after he's released to go home for the duration of his recuperation process. As far as his kids go, I wasn't quite as concerned about Laura at this point in time. No, I wasn't looking for her to unleash emotion filled and territorial drama on me again, but if she did, I was ready this time around. I'd have no problem at all putting her in her place, should it come to that. Regardless of that though, I didn't think it would be a huge issue this time around. I mean, from what Gabby told me, Laura was seeing someone now and they were allegedly getting pretty serious. With that thought in mind, I couldn't imagine why it would be okay for her to be in a relationship with another man, and have that man involved in her kids' lives, but it wasn't okay for Antonio to do the same. My point going back to, if I had to call her out for that level of hypocrisy, I wouldn't hesitate to do so. I was hopeful it wouldn't come to that this time around though. I thought with a content smile as I remained cuddled up here in the hospital bed beside Antonio} It will be great to see your kids again. I always enjoyed spending time with them. Even if Diego did whoop my butt every time we played chess together. {I aired out teasingly with a soft chuckle following up my playful retort} How often do they stay at your place now? {Already making plans in my mind to cook a special dinner for the four of us the next time they stay with Antonio} And while I'm on the subject, what's their favorite meal currently?

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

{I couldn't help but to smile when I heard Antonio subtly admit that he still loved me. Trust was, I still loved him too. With us, it was always real... You don't just get over a love like that} I do understand... At the time, not so much. My pride had been wounded and I kinda wanted to ring Laura's neck, but looking back on it now, I get why she reacted the way she did. {I aired out in response as I remained nestled up beside Antonio in his hospital bed} Oh, I was definitely worried. When I got to the scene and heard you had been shot, Gabby and I didn't hesitate to run into the warehouse to get to you. Sure, we ignored everyone yelling at us to stand down until the scene was cleared, but neither one of us have regrets about that. Nobody was keeping us from getting to you. {I flashed Antonio another smile before my head bobbed into an agreement nod} Okay, no problem. I'll stay with you at your place for awhile. Do you think it will be weird on your kids to find me there when they come to visit you? {Either way I was staying with Antonio, but I suppose if it would be weird for his kids, I could just sneak out when they are there, and return when they leave or something. I was willing to do whatever was necessary to make things work out between Antonio and I this time around. Even if that meant us slowly letting his kids know that we are back together... At least I think we're back together. I guess it was implied but I'm not sure if we actually confirmed that or not yet}

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

{My fingers ever so gently traced back and forth across Antonio's chest as I remained nestled up beside him in his hospital bed. A soft smile resting across my lips as I listened to his apology about Laura. Specifically what led to our last break up. The thing was, at the time I was hurt and heartbroken over how it all played out. I was angry with Laura and Antonio both. As time went on though, I slowly understood where they were both coming from. Laura was upset about someone new being in her kids' lives, which made sense because that sort of thing can feel threatening. I even understood where Antonio was coming from because he wanted us to take the next step in our relationship, and he shouldn't have had to answer to Laura. She was off dating a revolving door of men and it was okay, but then she has the nerve to get mad when Antonio moved on from her. Hypocritical if you ask me, but it is what it is} Antonio, it's okay. I'm not mad about any of it anymore. Don't get me wrong, I'm not the biggest fan of Laura, and I still think she's a hypocrite for giving you crap about you dating, but she could date whoever she wanted. That's all in the past though. I want us to start fresh with each other. {I said as I tilted my head upward to flash you a soft smile} Oh, absolutely. In fact, I was already making plans in my mind that either you would stay with me or I would stay with you while you're on the mend, because I know I wouldn't trust anyone else to take as good a care of you as I would. {A playful smile pulling at my lips as I aired that out in a gently teasing tone. Even if I meant what I said now. I wanted to be the one to take care of Antonio while he's on the mend} Where we stay is your choice though.

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

{Although there was a time that I was upset with Antonio for letting his ex-wife come between us, which led to us ultimately breaking up, I wasn't anymore. In fact, it wasn't all that long after he and I broke up that I was able to see things from Laura's perspective. I mean, had kids not been involved, I'm sure things would have gone differently in the span of his and my relationship. The reality of the situation was though, Antonio and Laura were not only ex's, but more than that, they were a formally married couple who shared two children together. Eva and Diego's feelings had to be taken into consideration when it came to the choices that Antonio and Laura made with their lives. This obviously including who they dated, because it meant if the relationship was serious enough, eventually those people would be involved in Eva and Diego's lives too. That in itself can be traumatizing and confusing for them; especially if the kids got attached to the people their parents dated and the relationship doesn't work out. My point in all of that was, I understood Laura's mamma bear reaction when she found out that Antonio let me spend time with their kids} It's okay. I really do understand. I mean, I didn't at the time. I wanted to kick Laura's ass, to be honest, but once I cooled down a bit, I understood why she reacted the way she did. {I admitted honestly as I remained contentedly nestled in his side; finding myself growing all the more relaxed as his fingers traced soothingly through my hair} But yes, we still have a coffee date ahead of us, and a dinner date after that, so let's just take it one day and one step at a time. There's no need for us to figure everything out now. I mean, the way I see it, we already both admitted that we're still in love with the other, so when you think about it, the most difficult part has already been addressed. {I aired out with a slightly playful tone while a content grin rested across my lips} For now, just rest and heal. That's what matters to me most right now.

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

I get it, Antonio. I really do. {I aired out softly and with understanding. It was the truth, too. I mean, at the time when Antonio and I were dating, his ex-wife tried to interfere, and Antonio and I ultimately ended our relationship, I was too heartbroken to think straight. I was mad, hurt, and a whole other number of feelings and emotions. I wanted to kick Antonio's ex-wife's ass, and it was probably a good thing I had never come face to face with her, because there's a good chance I would have done it too. Looking back on it now, I know that wouldn't have been the healthiest or smartest retaliation for my anger, but at the time, it felt justified. Bottom line, I may not have understood Antonio letting his ex-wife break us up, but I did now. Sure, had it just been us to consider, maybe things would have turned out differently. That wasn't the case though. Antonio had his kids to worry about, and adding extra drama to an already complicated situation wouldn't have been good for them. I get all of that now, which is why I was confident that, if we both really want this, we would make "us" work this time around} Had it just been us to consider, I'm sure you would have put Laura in her place to tell her to mind her own business. It wasn't just about us though... You had your kids and their well-being to think about. It wouldn't have been right for us to cause them so much stress and drama just so we could prove a point to your ex-wife. {I gently aired out in reply while a soft smile traced the very corners of my lips} All that to say, at the time, us breaking up was the right course of action. {I genuinely admitted before I parted my lips again to continue} Now though, I'd like us to try again. I agree though... We don't need to make any decisions now. We can discuss all of this and decide once you're released from the hospital. {I said with an agreeable smile as my head gently rested against his chest once more; careful to avoid any points of injury because I didn't want to cause him anymore pain or discomfort than he was already in} For now, just rest. I'll be right here for as long as you want me to be.

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

{All of this was a lot to process now. One minute Antonio and I were discussing the casual possibility of grabbing a coffee together... You know, maybe that first real effort to give the whole friendship thing a shot, since we had barely spoken since our break up. Then in the next few hours, I found myself camped out in the hospital waiting room while waiting for news that Antonio made it out of surgery. Obviously I was relieved to know he was going to be okay. He lost a lot of blood and there was still a chance of infection or complications, I knew, but he was alive and expected to make a full recovery. All of which bringing me to the next step in this ever changing series of events: me cuddled up beside Antonio in his hospital. Yes, I knew logic was telling me this was all happening too fast, too soon. The voice in my head kept annoyingly reminding me that he broke my heart once, and he would do it again... Still, as much as I knew I should probably listen to the warnings going off in my mind, I didn't. At the moment, all that mattered to me was Antonio. I loved him... I had missed him all day, every day, and although I knew we still had realities to figure out with this, I decided none of those realities mattered to me at the moment. I just wanted Antonio} I love you, Antonio and I missed you too. Not a day has gone by that I didn't wish things were different between us, because to me, you were the one. I knew in my heart that our relationship was the one that I wanted to stick. {I quietly confessed as my head remained gently rested against Antonio's non-injured side} I know we have things to work through... Realities that we'll eventually need to face, but I know if this is what we both want, then we'll figure it out. We'll find a way to make this work between us this time around. {I aired out in an assuring tone. Not sure who I was attempting to convince more in this moment: me or Antonio, but regardless of the who, I meant every word I just said}

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.

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@burnofsacrifice

{I grinned as I heard Antonio's reply. My head bobbing into a nod and I carefully nestled in a bit closer to him before adding} Like I said, for a detective, you weren't very discreet. Even Gabby looked surprised and confused a few times when you showed up to grab coffee or lunch with her unexpectedly. {I aired out through a soft chuckle before my expression softened; listening as Antonio shared that Laura had moved on, she was in a relationship, and she was seemingly happy. Grant it, as relieved as I was to hear that, I still couldn't help but to wonder how hypocritical she would be in this case... Meaning, she may be a-okay with the fact that she's moved on and in a serious relationship, but she may not give Antonio the same level of respect in this situation that he's giving. Even in knowing that though, I still loved Antonio, so I was willing and open to giving "us" another chance, if he was open to that} We don't have to decide anything now, but just to be clear, I am open to trying again. I miss us... I miss you. {I quietly confessed before adding} I mean, I know Laura could very well complicate things again, but you and I were great together. Too great for us to allow her to ruin it again, so I say, let's give us a chance, take it one day at a time, and see where it goes. {Deciding it was best just to put all the cards out on the table before realizing I may have said too much} You know, if that's what you want. If you don't, it's okay, I get it. {Trying to keep open communication between us because I wanted us to start off right this time}

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Relationships were complicated when you spent your days running after criminals. When you were tracking down each move, or risked the chance of being fired at. But Antonio watched the job ruin one relationship of his; obviously his ex wife now. But at the time he never questioned how he fell short because yeah it was the lies, the danger he had accidentally put his kids in, but the love he and his wife once had for each other were no longer there. It was one of those relationships we tried to stay together for the kids; not because we were in love with each other. 

Sylvie and I we had flirted; I told myself it was harmless, for one the blonde was a close friend of Gabby’s and if this blooming relationship went south it might be awkward for all of us. But I had to admit the way Sylvie might me smile, the flutter in my chest each time our eyes met. I knew what we had was something special; I felt torn inside when the blonde decided we needed to break up. Not because we wanted space or time to apart but because of my crazy ex; who couldn’t handle the fact I wanted Sylvie involved in the kids lives, she was a big part of mine. If I had the strength to keep arguing back and forth I would’ve but it felt like a lost cause. A battle I couldn’t possibly win here. 

Sylvie was smart, she wanted to minimax the drama; she didn’t want to be the reason why I couldn’t have rights to the kids. This job was hard; the fight to protect the city. The fight to protect those we loved; it drained you. And my family was one of the rare lights in my days; and Sylvie for now I had to accept our relationship wasn’t meant to work. But we made a vow to stay friends; so I tried to make the best of the situation this morning. I offered coffee and I meant it; I wanted any lame excuse to spend time with the blonde. One I would’ve stupidly followed through on up until I got the call. Seeing as Antonio was in good range, He decided to take on the call; he had ran off in a rush; giving the female one last glance. 

That glance stood with him when he got shot. He knew his luck was running thin, He knew his luck might not work in his favor. Because he had no back up, He ran in with his gun in position; a deal gone wrong. He felt the ache in his chest when his body fall to the ground, except he wasn’t alone. The guy who aimed fire on him landed in a pool of blood not that far from him. Exhale in and out he told himself; as his hand had reached to the ripped wound on his chest, hopefully he was okay. Knowing his team was in fighting distance. Antonio had kept his eyes opened he envisioned Sylvie, and himself; holding hands; one of those last nights on our dinner dates. She laughed over one of the stupid antics her patient did attempting to refuse the care she offered. She was smiling as if she only cared about where we ended up tonight; hers or mine. My heart was hers; but sometimes life doesn’t always work out in our favors. Now being a prime example because I was fighting for my life. I felt the loss of blood; My hand that was laid on the pavement I felt the sticky stains of blood shed on my skin. I heard Kim and Voight; instantly my weaken hand moved to the ground as Kim kept telling me to hang on. Ambo was on the way. Shit I said to myself because more likely to not the ambo on the way was 61. If I had the strength I’d let out a sign instead; I had braced myself as eyes drifted shut. How long? Honestly who knows your guess was better than my own.. I had only flickered darken specs open when I heard her voice. 

Sylvie, I opened my specs to see her; her worried expression spoke volumes to me. A promise I obviously broke. Using any strength I had; he parted lips to speak. “ I think the other guy beat you to it.” A side joke; not funny he knew it but he was trying, Forcing his gaze to end on his sister. “ We’re fighters.” Alert was key; a smile his best efforts as they then moved him onto a gurney; the pain that hit his chest each time he was moved. A loud groan escaped parted lips as he felt the blood dripping still. “ I need surgery don’t I?” Eyes moved between his sister and the woman he loved; and he just hoped after this call he could live the day to tell her.