#and then victoria smiles as if her doc told her she's not pregnant

[barbasbodaciousbeard]

If You Love Someone, Let Them Go: Part 11

Summary: Since starting with SVU, Sonny hadn’t kept much terribly close to the chest. The squad knew about his family, growing up on Staten Island, the classes at Fordham. What was hidden was why he didn’t date. Sonny Carisi was also separated from his childhood sweetheart, a separation neither ever took to divorce. They had the same haunts. They’d grown up neighbors. Their paths crossed every few months, and divorce talks would turn into reminiscing would turn into a night spent together, sometimes sex sometimes just talking until the early morning. It always ended with one of them waking up alone however. How will that change when the squad finds out?

Pairings: Sonny Carisi x Original Character

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A/N: One of the first chapters I wrote. 

March 2016: 

“I don’t like this,” Victoria muttered, brushing his hair back. 

“I know, doll. I’ll be home soon enough, okay?” He was going undercover, staying in a shelter for sex offenders, and she was clinging to him beforehand. Sonny was thankful when Victoria came home with a bag of clothes he was inheriting from Margy’s husband so that he didn’t have to bring anything from this home after. The only thing he refused was taking his ring off, working marriage into his back story. It wouldn’t come off again. 

“I know. I just hate knowing where you’ll be. Who you’ll be around.”

“Me too, Tor. I gotta pretend I’m one of them.”

“We’ll go see Bella and Tommy when you’re home. Play with our newest niece.”

“I’d like that a lot.”

“I love you, Dom. I’ll miss you.”

“I love you, Tor. I’ll miss you too. Be home as soon as I can, okay? You call Liv if you need anything. Amanda has your number too, in case she needs help with Jessie.”

“I know. Go catch the bad guy, okay?”

He kissed her softly, and she ruffled his hair as he left. Sonny didn’t want to look too much like himself for this. She’d suggested the name Smitty, mostly as a joke when they were watching some movie. It was a week and a half before he could come home. Once they thought they had Loomis, and then realized Richie was involved too, Sonny got to come home and shed the persona before returning to the precinct. Of course, Victoria didn’t know any of this; she just knew Sonny would need support.

In the time he’d been gone, she’d been feeling under the weather, so when he got home, she was sipping ginger tea in a vain attempt to settle her stomach. He dropped the duffel bag when the door was locked, immediately starting to peel off the jacket, then the inherited hoodie, then the jeans that didn’t fit right and drop them on the bag.

“I gotta wash this off,” he said plainly as he went for the shower. It was a habit he’d taken to as he figured out how to separate the days on the job that felt like they stuck with him the most. Sonny would shower, though he usually didn’t feel such an aversion to his clothing, and then talk to her once he felt better. This time, she went to the bathroom after a while, sitting on the toilet seat.

“You okay?” she asked.

“I guess.” The water shut off, and he pulled the curtain back to get a towel. “I didn’t like pretending I had pictures of kids. But it also was weird? I don’t think any of those guys got enough time. But I was also, like, playin’ dominoes with them. Can make you wonder if they’re the same guy as before they did time.”

“I know that’s not easy to think about.”

“It looks like they might have proved me wrong.”

“How?”

“The guy who did it? He’s the one I thought was probably rehabilitated. He also saved me when I got jumped so-”

“You got jumped?”

“Shit, Lieu didn’t tell you?”

“No. Dom, are you okay?” 

“A vic’s dad saw me at the precinct. I was new in the place so he thought I was the perp and he and his friends brought bats.” He shifted around, and she could see deep purple bruise across his back. “Richie, one of the guys, saved me.”

“Sweetheart,” she whispered, fingers gently brushing over the swelling. “Did you see a doc?”

“It’s just a bruise. Feeling better every day.”

“Liv said you gotta go back in?”

“No. But, I need to hear everything. See this through.”

“I know. Liv said she approved for you to take a few days off when it’s over.”

“She told me. Somebody meddled.”

“Love you,” she sang softly. “You need to take time to recover.”

“I was planning to ask, and I appreciate that you did meddle when you watched Noah. I love you. So much.”

“I’ll get you some clothes while you shave and stuff.”

“Thank you, Tor.” She left him to get ready, laying out a suit and tie and everything else. He came in not long after, and she took advantage of the opportunity to watch him get dressed. Things had been good again for almost a year, and she needed to talk to him, but knew this wasn’t the time. In the worst case of timing, she’d started to feel sick while he was okay. It wasn’t too bad at first, easily written off as PMS, but she’d realized she was late the night before, something that made her wish it had taken him just one more day to come home. She hadn’t taken a test yet, and it didn’t feel like the right time to talk about it. She knew he’d be ecstatic if she were, but they’d decided to drop the subject until summer. The possibility still scared her because all she could consider was that he'd get distant when the first hard case came.  

Sonny would get home that night, and they’d have the weekend. The trial would start on Monday, and Dominick planned to go. They had the next two days, and then he’d take two after the trial. There was a box of tests tucked at the bottom of her underwear drawer, and a lazy Saturday felt like the right time to find out. He fell into the bed when he got home,taking just enough time to tell her the attorney was the real perp and the guy who had saved him wasn’t before falling asleep quickly. Since he was home so late, it was easy enough for her to wake up before him, running the shower as she watched the clock. 

“How about I join-” she could hear Sonny before she turned and saw him, eyes wide. He took in Victoria settled on a toilet seat with a small white stick clutched in her hands.  “Is that what I think it is?”

“Yeah,” she said, cheeks red as her eyes welled up. “Don’t be mad.”

“Hey, hey,” he soothed, kneeling in front of her. “I’m not mad. Did you not want me with you?”

“Yeah. I’m scared, Dom.”

“Why?”

“I wanted to process it. What we talked about at Christmas. The fact it’s not June yet, so I shouldn’t be pregnant.”

“We’ll stay in therapy. Unfortunately a verbal agreement doesn’t prevent pregnancy,” a soft smile as he teased her. “But I’ll be here. I swear to you, doll. I know the doin’ is the only thing that can make that real.”

“I was definitely going to tell you if I am. I got a little box to put it in.”

“That’s all that matters to me, okay? We’re two separate people. You’re the one who may be carrying our baby. If you needed to process that first, it’s fair. I really hope you are, though.”

“I think what scares me is that I kind of do too. We always talked about it. But this isn’t when we planned, y’know?”

“I know, doll. But I think the last few years tell us everything ain’t going to go to plan. But we can get through anything,” Sonny whispered, kissing her temple. She looked to her phone, letting out a breath. “Want me to check it?”

“Yeah,” she nodded, head on his chest. He reached forward, holding it up.

“How many lines is a baby?” 

“Two.” She knew the answer as soon as she heard him sniff and felt his arms tighten around her. Victoria could feel the smile on his face, and she clung to him. 

“We made a baby, tesoro.”

“Lemme see,” she murmured, eyes teary. Reverently, she held it, wrapping around his middle. 

“Wait, so around six weeks is when my sisters all realized. Tor, are we having a Valentine’s baby?”

“I guess,” she whispered. “They’ll give us the conception window, won’t they?”

“Oh my god, we’ll get to see them soon,” he beamed, dropping his hands to her belly. His wide eyed reverence made her feel butterflies in her stomach, butterflies that started to overshadow the nerves. 

“We will. I’ll call a doctor Monday. Maybe they can squeeze me in your off days. Then we can see them before you tell anyone. I know you won’t be able to wait until 12 weeks to tell ma.”

“What made you start realizing?”

“I had all that indigestion. Got fatigued right before you went. Then I’ve been nauseous all the time and peeing a lot. I realized I was late like the night before you got home when I realized how much my boobs hurt. I wanted to know before you got here but then it wrapped up.”

“What are you craving?” he asked, picking her up and gently settling her on the bed. “I’ll get you these ginger candies. Teresa, Bella, and Gina all swear by them for the nausea and indigestion. I couldn’t get Amanda to eat them with Jesse. You’ll need a pregnancy pillow when you get bigger. And not to be gross, but we gotta get chia seeds. Bella learned it helps you not get constipated.”

“Nothing yet. But I love you,” she whispered, pulling him to lay against her side. She wanted to cry, so grateful to see his response. The change she’d imagined was sudden, an immediate withdrawal. Now he was here, after a hard case, not pulling back. Instead, she had a feeling there’d be a basket of ginger candy, bananas, and chia pudding waiting on a pregnancy pillow with a handful of onesies.

“I love you, too,” he grinned before ducking to kiss her unchanged belly. “And I love you, kiddo. Me and your mom can’t wait to meet you.” Victoria’s hand rested in his hair as he laid his head on her side. She was right, and he went to the store after a while, returning hours later with bags. Carefully, he laid everything on the coffee table. He was excited, she could tell, and she wondered if he’d even make it to the appointment before telling his mom. 

“So, I know we aren’t tellin’ ma yet, but I did some googling about your boobs to try to figure out what can help. It said the, like, stretchy bras like these so I got a lot. And then these boob ice packs and nipple cream because I didn’t know which part hurts. Prenatals, because duh. Ginger candy since that’s bothering ya now. I got chia seeds for if you get constipated and then Gina ate a banana a day because she got lots of muscle cramps, so I got us more bananas. And then there’s that dip and chips you like flowers in the kitchen.”

Victoria was silent, staring up at him. The doubt that had wormed its way into her head was gone, though she knew it would reappear until experience confirmed she was wrong. But now? She was more secure than she’d ever been. She thought whatever change would be there suddenly, that he’d pull away when he knew and spend too much time in his head. Instead, here was Sonny, just off a case that wasn’t easy for him, putting his focus on the good news. He knew she was afraid, and he was genuinely there for her. She also knew that there was an extent to which this was his way of saying See, doll? I’m not going anywhere. Victoria teared up, and Sonny looked worried, dropping beside her.

“Come here, you absolute sap,” she sniffed. There were the hormones. Really, there was the overwhelming confirmation that he wasn’t going anywhere and they’d get this life together. The sentimentality she often felt when she realized he was just so good and so sweet, even if he thought his job tainted that.

“Ah, you happy crying?”

“Yeah. You’re so perfect, Dom. This is so sweet.”

“You’re carrying our baby, Victoria. This is the least I can do. I’m going to take care of you. I’m so grateful.”

The weekend and trial went by in a blur, but Victoria was able to confirm she was pregnant with bloodwork while he was in court. They were going to an ultrasound that Thursday, and she was glad to know the trial would wrap up in time for Sonny to make it without her needing to reschedule. She was later than she realized once she visited the doctor, and Sonny had excitedly downloaded apps for both of them to track the pregnancy week by week. The first time anyone saw them together, they’d probably guess that she was pregnant, based only on the way he escorted her like she’d break now and instinctively reached for her belly despite the lack of a bump. If it weren’t so endearing, she’d be furious.

“You excited to see them?” he asked, leg bouncing as they sat. “Ain’t a valentine’s baby, but that means we get them two weeks sooner.”

“I can’t wait,” she said, hand going to his knee. “You okay, Dom?”

“I’m so nervous.”

“Me too. But we can see them today.”

“The app says they’re the size of a raspberry. Maybe that’s why you’ve been craving them.”

“We’ll track the weekly comparisons.”

“We’ll tell everybody at dinner tonight. Ma’s gonna flip.”

“And you can tell the squad when you decide. I know you. Four weeks could be unbearable.”

“I just wanna tell everybody. We got a little raspberry.”

“Saturday we get the next fruit.”

“Perfect. I’ll update my chart of what you’ll be craving.” He kept his hand on her back as they went to the ultrasound room, watching the tech like a kid on Christmas. If she didn’t know for a fact that he’d been incredibly supportive of four different women through pregnancy, she’d think he didn’t know how any of this worked. When the nurse started to show them the baby, confirming the heartbeat and measuring to determine if the age was correct, Sonny watched the image with what was officially the goofiest of his grins she’d ever seen. 

“Want to hear them?” the tech asked softly. “I think we’ll be able to hear.”

“Please,” Victoria smiled as she held his hand tight. Sonny pressed his lips to the back of her hand as the steady sound filled the room. His eyes were brimmed with happy tears, and she started to cry too when they made eye contact, which made them both let out happy laughs. 

“That’s our kid.” The joy in his voice made Victoria wish they’d just gone straight for this a year before. 

“It is,” she whispered. Soon enough, they were in their apartment, and Sonny had his cheek pressed to her belly and the print out of the sonogram clutched in his hand.

“I’m gonna tell them a story every night. And if I get caught on a case, I’ll call and tell a really short story.”

“Yeah?” Her hand smoothed through his hair as she watched him. His eyes were closed, and he was desperate to see if he could pick up on the baby’s heartbeat. He knew he was just hearing hers, but maybe if he stayed there long enough…

“Yeah. And I’m gonna be at every sonogram. I can’t wait, Tor.”

“Me either, Dom. I know I’ve been scared, but this week makes me feel better about it. I can’t promise I won’t get panicky sometimes.”

“I know. I’m glad you’re feeling better about it, but I understand if you get freaked. The girls and Rollins? All three of them got really emotional and panicky.”

“I love you. We both do.”

“I love both of you. I’m telling Lieu tomorrow. I want to let her know. And be positive I get to be at the twelve week appointment.”

“That’s fine, Dom. I also know you gotta tell somebody.”

“That too,” he admitted.

The next morning found him giddy as he got to the office. On his way, he’d grabbed zeppoli, setting them out and dropping at his desk with his coffee. He’d only seen Fin so far, but it felt impossible not to run up to him, whip out his phone, and start showing off the ultrasound photo. He kept pulling it up just to be sure it was there and real and ready for him to show Olivia. He wasn’t sure he’d have made as much progress as he had without the squad she led. It had helped him feel more stable as he accepted that there were things he needed to work on to be okay again. Olivia was, to him, unknowingly a big part of why he’d gotten his head out of his ass. He went to her open door the minute he saw her sit down.

“Hey Lieu, can I talk to you?” he asked from the doorway. Liv motioned for him to come in and close the door. 

“Everything alright, Carisi?”

“I just got something you need to know, ‘cause I’ll have to disappear for a couple hours every once in a while.”

“Oh? Is everything okay?” she asked, leaning back as she looked up at him.

“Yeah. Tor’s nine weeks along as of this past Saturday, so the reason is about the size of a cherry now.”

“Victoria’s pregnant?” she beamed, and Sonny nodded eagerly, fumbling to pull out the ultrasound picture on his phone. 

“We found out a week ago. The ultrasound was Thursday. There’s no bump yet, but she’s got just a little bit bigger and I can’t wait until she pops. It’s kind of crazy, I know, but I’m going to be a dad. I was gonna wait until we did the twelve week ultrasound, but y’know, I gotta leave to do that.”

“And you just wanted to tell somebody.”

“That too,” he said, and Olivia wanted to tease him for how boyish he looked with the grin and nervous glances to his lap. “I’m glad I knew before the bar, or I wouldn’t have been able to focus.”

“You two will be phenomenal parents. Congratulations. Unless something comes up, you’re fine to go for doctor’s appointments. How’s she feeling?”

“Pregnant,” he laughed. “But the bakery’s in a good way. She’s stepping back a little more. And between my sisters and Amanda, I remember what stuff helps so I try to help.”

“I gave Bella Noah’s old clothes or I’d offer them.”

“I appreciate that. We’ll inherit enough from everybody though. Plus, I kinda like shopping for onesies and stuff. They’re really cute. And Target got in some real cute outfits...”

“Are you telling everyone else?”

“Not until twelve weeks. But I couldn’t go without telling you, lieu.”

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[iamemmaswanjones]

Ouat book

        Prince Charming was riding on a horse to get to Snow's coffin,  crossing a river as he went into the forest. As he arrived he saw the dwarfs around the coffin, he jumped off the horse looking for snow in the coffin, he caught sight of her.

"Snow!'" Charming yells, the dwarfs turn around looking at the Prince.

"Your too late " Doc Said sadly.

"Open it." He Demanded.

"I'm Sorry shes gone," Grumpy says not grumpy anymore but sad.

" At least let me say Goodbye..." Charming said his voice breaking, the dwarfs agreed on it. He kissed Snow and She woke up.

"You found me..." Snow says surprised almost.

"Did you ever doubt I would?" Charming asked.

"Truthfully the glass coffin gave me pause" Snow admitted as Charming pulled to sit up.

"Well, you should never worry I will always find you," Charming says.

"Do you Promise?" Snow asked.

~~~~~

"I Do," Charming Says looking at Snow.

"And do you snow White Take this man to be your Husband, for all eternity?" The Bishop Says

"I Do," Snow says never leaving charmings eyes

"You may now kiss the bride." The bishop says, everyone was clapping and for once grumpy was actually a little happy. They leaned to Kiss...

*BANG*

The Doors swung open, everyone stopped turning around to see The Evil Queen she came waltzing towards them as people moved out of the way. Guards ran towards them With their swords as the Queen used her magic flinging them off to the side.

"Its the Queen! Run!"Doc says as the Queen approached them. Snow pulled a charmings sword out.

"She's not queen anymore shes nothing more than an evil witch," Snow says threatening her.

"No, no, no, no, no. There's no need to stoop to her level. She's powerless against us. What do you want? You've already lost." Charming says pulling the sword down "You can't hurt us. "

"Not on the contrary, Dear, " The Queen Said, "I've come to give you a gift."

"We went nothing from you."

"But you shall have it." The Queen says, "My gift to you is happiness, but tomorrow my real work begins." The Evil Queen says "I shall destroy your happiness. If it is the last thing I do." She says turning around and walking out.

"Hey!!" Charming yells, The queen turns around. He threw the sword right towards her heart, but she disappeared into a cloud of smoke before it could reach her. Charming held Snow close.

*Eight months later*

"Your thinking of the queen's threat. *Snow looks away* Snow we're about to have twins!" Charming Exclaimed.

"I haven't had a restful night, since our wedding." Snow said putting her hands over the unicorns and the black devils.

"And that's what she wants. How Can ease your mind?" Charming asked taking her hands in his.

"Let me talk to them." Snow said.

"You mean... * Snow nodded * No-no-no. It's too dangerous!" Charming said.

"Can you promise me our children will be safe? Because they can."

"Fine. For our children." Charming says

~~~~~

Henry was on a bus, storybook looking at the page. He closed it up, some lady leaned in.

"That a good book?" The stranger

"This it's more than just a book," Henry says to her.

"Oh, " She says laughing a little.

((We have now arrived at Boston))

***

Emma walked out of the elevator and walked toward her 'Date' calmly.

"Ryan?" Emma asked as he stood up

"Emma?" He says as they shook hands, he went behind her and pulled the chair.

"Yep!" Emma said he took a breath in Emma Chuckled.

"Well, you know the internet Pictures can be..." Ryan  Says.

"Fake? Outdated? Stolen from Victoria's Secret catalog?" Emma asked moving her chair in.

"Exactly," Ryan says chuckling a bit starting a conversation. "So tell me about yourself," Ryan said.

" Nothing to tell," Emma Says, There really was two times in a row she had been left pregnant.

"Oh come," Ryan Pressured 

" Well Todays my birthday," Emma says.

"And you're spending it with me? Don't like your family?" He asked.

" No family to like," Emma says

" Oh come on. Everyone has a family," he says.

"Yes, I don't have parents but i have a sister and well I did get knocked up by some idiot who ditched for a 'hotter girl' {Dont worry I think you're hot!😍🤤  This is me talking who thinks Emma's hot? Comment 😍 and  🤤 if you think she's hot! Cause I think Emma, Killian, Colin, and Jen are all Hot! Okay back to the dialogue!🙃😜} a year ago. I finally thought I was old enough for a chance at being a mother. So I have a daughter at Home and a niece who's mother told me I should try to date again." Emma told him.

"Well, you by far are the sexiest, friendless, single mother, who's an orphan that I've ever met. The guy must be an idiot to leave you." Ryan said sincerely, Yeah like you are to leave your family to date another woman Emma thought Some people are just so cruel. She thought until she thought of something to say.

"Tell me something about you * Ryan opened his mouth* Wait let me guess." Emma says smiling "Your Handsome, Charming *he raised his eyebrow telling her to keep going* the kind of guy who, now stop me if I get this wrong...{I forgot that part}"  Emma says

"Bail bondsmen..." He says looking towards the door.

" Bailbonds person but..." Emma says flatly, Ryan tipped the table over and ran leaving Emma.

"Really?" Emma asked Herself, she walked outside. Opening the door she saw him running across the street. She walked straight across the street only looking at her target. Emma was watching as Ryan Tried to open his car. She soon got closer to his open door and stopped.

"Look you don't have to do this I've got money I can pay you." He pleaded to leave the door open.

"No you don't and if you did you give it to your wife and take care of your family," Emma says

"Yeah, and what about family do you know?" Ryan asked this got Emma upset she banged his head on the steering wheel knocking him out.

Idiot She thought, still really upset.

****

Emma walked to her apartment Exhausted holding her heels hand and two bags of groceries. She opened the door and heard the faint sound of little footsteps which made her smile. Emily Angel Swan was being babysat by her Aunt Jazz. Emma had Emily One year ago, she was out of prison and finally old enough to have and keep a kid. Jazz her sister ( who was older by like three seconds! More like five minutes.) had a three-year-old daughter named Midnight Hazel Swan, Jazz was a stay at home mom most of the time. She lived with her sister they stuck together there whole life.

"Mama!" Emily says running to her Mommy.

"Emmie! Sweetie Where's Auntie?" Emma asked walking towards the kitchen putting stuff down.

"Dare!" Emily says pointing towards Jazz.

"I got Cupcakes!" Emma Says taking the cupcakes out, Emma closed her eyes and wished to see her Kid at least one time.

*Ding*

The doorbell rang, Emily ran to get it she reached the doorknob and tried opened the door. Emma walked to the door opening it and picked up Emily. There was a little boy at the door.

"Can I help you?" Emma asked

"Are you Emma Swan?" The boy said

"Yeah... Why?" Emma asked

"I'm Henry Mills, and I'm your son," Henry said, Emma's eyes went wide and Henry pushed through.

#season1 #ouat