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[keycomicbooks]

Valeria the She-Bat (1995) Windjammer Comics

#ValeriatheSheBat #2 (1995) #NealAdams Cover, Story & Art, #BillSienkiewicz, #JohnNyberg #PeterStone "Valeria the She-Bat Part 2" Valeria pursues and faces the demon-bat who almost snatched away her innocence. Website Link In Bio Page If Applicable. SAVE ON SHIPPING COST - NOW AVAILABLE FOR LOCAL PICK UP IN DELTONA, FLORIDA https://rarecomicbooks.fashionablewebs.com/Valeria%20the%20She-Bat.html  #WindjammerComics #KeyComicBooks #RareComicBooks #VintageComicBooks

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[brennerrama]

MOVIE QUOTE OF THE DAY:

“Do you know what’s wrong with you? Nothing.”

Audrey Hepburn in Charade

#Charade #StanleyDonen #PeterStone #AudreyHepburn

#moviequotes #moviequoteoftheday

[photography1st]

Peterstone Court Wedding Photos 

[petnews2day]

Man sentenced for animal cruelty offence after dog found with facial injuries

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Man sentenced for animal cruelty offence after dog found with facial injuries

A man has been sentenced for an animal cruelty offence after his dog was found with facial injuries in Chieveley last year. John Greedy, 20, of Broad Street Common, Peterstone Wentlooge, Cardiff, was fined £360, told to pay £775 in costs, and given a deprivation of ownership of animal order at Reading Magistrates’ Court on […]

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[skylarmoon71]

Peter Stone x Reader- Chapter 3

“(Y/N)!”

Your eyes sprung open and you jumped in the bed. The sound of beeps going off around you made you groan. You were gently pushed back unto the bed, and someone came in, flashing a light in your eye. “Can you tell us your name and date of birth.” you squinted, still trying to get a good image of your surroundings.

“I’m (Y/N), (L/N), I-I was born on the twenty six of June.” The person in front of you finally moved the light. You could make out the female who was no doubt a doctor.  She ushered her nurse out, checking your vitals. “Welcome back Ms. (L/N). I must say you’ve recovered quickly. Most of my gunshot victims sometimes take weeks to wake up. You got out of surgery just a few days ago, I’m impressed. “ You still felt partially disoriented. 

“What day is it?” 

“It’s Wednesday the fifth, is there somewhere you have to be other than recovering.” you gave a half smile at her comment. “No, I just need to see my Lieutenant. I’m a cop working with the-”

“Special Victims Unit I know. Your team has been in here nonstop asking questions. I finally got them to go home when they found out you’d made it through surgery okay. They’ll probably be back bright and early to nag my nurses again.” you sighed, relaxing in the bed. “Do you remember much of what happened?” you shook your head at her question. 

“Well, that’s not uncommon. In cases like these it takes a while for our brain to catch up. You may get small bits and pieces as time passes. Don’t be alarmed if you start hearing voices. It could be your brain trying to construct the events of the last few days. Your friends came in and talked to you on more than one occasion. So if you start getting flashes just let me know. “ 

“I will.” She checked through a couple documents. “Everything seems okay. It’s after one. You should get some rest. As soon as they get here I’ll let you know. Just rest. You’ve been through a lot.” you nodded, pulling the sheets up. 

“Alright. Thank you doctor.” she smiled kindly. “You’re welcome.” she exited, sliding the door close. You sank into the sheets, trying to even out your breathing. You closed your eyes but all you could hear was shots being fired. You opened your eyes with a whimper. You could still feel the sting of the bullet in your skin. You were sure it left a mark. You closed your eyes, forcing yourself to think of something else, something better. 

“Hey, I remembered you turning me down, so since you can’t go to the race, I figured I’d bring the race to you. “ 

Your eyes opened again at the voice in your head. 

“Was that...Stone..” 

Your eyes shut again, but you could hear him talking. It was so weird. You finally came to the conclusion that maybe he was talking to you for the past couple days while you were unconscious. “So this is what she meant.” You welcomed the sound of his voice, his words slowly lulling you to sleep. 

“I’ll be right here when you wake up (Y/N). You still have to make up for those weeks of hostility.” 

That was the last thought that flashed through your mind as you gave into sleep. 

~~~~

“What are you talking about? She loves my cooking.” Carisi’s voice rang through the halls. “No one is saying she doesn’t. Sneaking it passed the doctors, that’s going to be challenging.” Rollins informed. They both turned when they heard someone clearing their throat. 

“Detectives.” the doctor spoke. “Doc, how is she?” The female ushered them to your room. 

“She’s coming along nicely. I advised that you not stay long. She’s strong, but still human. I don’t want her pushing more than she needs to. “ Rollins nodded. “Sure thing, we’ll try and make it quick.” They moved to the side opening the door and as soon as you made out their faces your eyes lit up. “Guys!!” Carisi grinned, coming to your side and giving you a side hug. You returned it, Rollins pushing him away playfully to get a hug of her own. “ 

“How are you doing, doctors feeding you well.” 

“Not as well as your cooking Carisi, I can’t wait to get out of here.” Rollins smiled, happy that you seemed back to your old self. 

“Well everyone is glad you’re okay. Liv almost drop kicked a doctor when they refused to give us an update on the surgery.” just imagining it made you laugh. 

“Fin sends his regards, so does Stone. He was really worried you know. “ You didn’t expect that. Yes, you and Peter worked out a few bumps, but apparently he’d grown closer that you realized. He was the main reason you got any sleep that night. You looked at your lap in thought.

“I’m fine, tell them not to worry.” 

“Trust me, even if we do they still will. “ That was true. 

It was quiet in the room for a second. The question you were dreading to ask. 

“Mr. Charles...did he.. “ Rollins looked away. “He didn’t make it. The first bullet he took struck you, luckily it went right through. Jason wasn’t as lucky. The second took him out. And Mr. Charles he..they had no choice.” you swallowed. Three lives over, just like that. Four if you included his wife, who now had no one. “I understand.” you hands gripped into the sheets. 

“Well I know you guys are probably still on the job. You can come by later. “ 

“What! We just got here.” Carisi protested. You nudge your head in the direction of the transparent door. The doctor was standing there impatiently. “If you stay any longer she might put you too in here too.” you joked. 

“Alright alright.” Carisi leaned over pressing a kiss to your forehead. “We’ll be back later. Rest up.” Rollins conveyed the same, both of them leaving. The doctor entered as they exited. 

“Any changes, how are you feeling. Any aches or pains?”

“Aside from the throbbing in my stomach I’m fine. I have a feeling that’s normal doctor.”

“It is. You are very lucky the bullet went through you. It also missed your vital organs by mere centimetres. In the future I’d advise steering clear of flying bullets.”

“Duly noted doctor.” 

~~~~

You weren’t too sure how many hours had passed. What you did know is that you needed to stretch your legs. Your body felt like jelly. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea getting out of the bed, but it wasn’t like you planned to go on a tour around the hospital. You just need to move a little. 

You were sure to check and see if your doctor was close by. When you didn’t spot her you kicked off your sheets. You raised up, twisting your body, back facing the door slightly. You inched a foot off the bed, about to put down another. 

“I’m no doctor, but I’m positive you should be lying down.” you froze, looking over your shoulder. 

“Counselor, to what do I owe the pleasure.” you were trying to play it off, like he hadn’t just seen you trying to escape your bed. You pulled your feet back on the bed with a sigh at his amused look. 

“Go ahead, laugh at me. I know you want to.”

“I would never. That would be very unethical. Especially to someone that saved my life.”

“Please, I didn’t save your life.”

“No? I distinctly remember you shoving me roughly into a wall. I’d like to think you did that to save me and not just for the pleasure of causing me pain.” 

“Maybe it was a bit of both. Not that you can prove it.” you grinned. He smiled softly, taking a seat on your bed. He dropped his briefcase on the chair at the side, looking you over. 

“How are you doing? “ 

“I’m okay. The doctor says I’ll be out of here in a few weeks if I get enough rest.” 

“And stop trying to sneak out of bed.” he added. 

“Yeah that too.” you laughed. A comfortable silence settled. For a while neither of you said anything, until you spoke up. “Barba called me.” It had been a while since you really mentioned his name. Peter looked a bit proud that you weren’t struggling to talk about him anymore. 

“Yeah, what did he think about your little stunt.”

“Oh he really gave me an earful. After he was down lecturing me about the stupidity behind putting myself in obvious danger he asked how I was holding up.” The conversation you had with the ex district attorney brought a smile to your lips. 

“Sounds like Barba.” Peter chuckled out.  He shifted a bit closer, his hand closing over your own. He looked up at you, and your heart increased slightly at the way he stared at you. The feel of his hand around yours wasn’t helping either. “I’m very glad you’re okay (Y/N).” the sincerity of his words struck you right in the chest. 

“So am I..” you voiced. For a while you weren’t sure if you would be. What you were sure of was Peter being there. Everything was filling in and you remembered asking him to stay with you. And he did. He was there. You squeezed his hand softly, smiling at him. 

“I was going to wait until you were better to show you these, but I think you’d prefer to see now.” Peter reached into his pocket pulling something out. You were stunned at the tickets in his hand. 

“No way...but those cost way more than both of us make combined!” It was complimentary tickets to one of the most recognized track runners. You were absolutely obsessed with the sport since you ran in high school. He just shrugged. “I know people.”

A grin spread from ear to ear. “Heck yeah!!” He looked satisfied with your response, laughing lowly. “The race is in a few months, by then you should be fully recovered. I got two, so you could take whoever you want. I’m sure you have other crazy fans like yourself to enlist. “ 

He handed them to you. You just gazed at it, still barely believing it. 

“Will you?” His eyes narrowed in confusion. “Will I..?” you gestured to the tickets. “Will you...come with me..” you sounded a bit hesitant, like you were afraid he’d say no. His features softened at the invitation. 

“I’m flattered, but you don’t have to invite me. I’m sure you have a lot of friends who would enjoy it more than I would. “ 

“You’re right, I do. But I asked you.” That surprised him. 

“Does she actually want me to come..” the hopeful look in your eyes answered his question. And here he thought you were just trying to be polite. The thought of you actually wanting his company made a pleasant feeling rush through his body. “I’d love to.” you smiled almost immediately. “Great, well you hold onto them. I’m really bad at those things. I’d probably lose the tickets on the day of the race.” He laughed at that, taking them and tucking it back into his suit pocket. 

“I’ll be looking forward to it. “ 

“So will I Counselor.” the rest of your time together was filled with light conversation. You were really going to give your all into getting better, if for nothing else than getting to know Peter more. You needed to make up for the weeks you lost out on. And you had a feeling this race would be the start of a very good friendship.

[sofuckingchuffed]

SVU 20.23

[megakillerwhales]

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[hannigrams-dedicated-detectives]

now heres my rant about Peter:

- “we need more evidence”

-WHY DOES HE HAVE BETTER AND MORE EMOTIONAL STORYLINES IN HALF A SEASON THAN RAFAEL HAD IN 4 SEASONS (or something)

- “i cant prosecute without more evidence”

-he was highly untrained to be in a situation like that

-trials are less fun with him. 

[keycomicbooks]

Valeria the She-Bat #2 (1995) Neal Adams Cover

#ValeriatheSheBat #2 (1995) #NealAdams Cover, Story & Art, #BillSienkiewicz, #JohnNyberg #PeterStone "Valeria the She-Bat Part 2" Valeria pursues and faces the demon-bat who almost snatched away her innocence. Website Link In Bio Page If Applicable. SAVE ON SHIPPING COST - NOW AVAILABLE FOR LOCAL PICK UP IN DELTONA, FLORIDA https://rarecomicbooks.fashionablewebs.com/Valeria%20the%20She-Bat.html  #WindjammerComics #KeyComicBooks #RareComicBooks #VintageComicBooks

[coevavintage]

"Clothes are never really you. That’s why people wear them, because you can just create an image with clothes. It’s just part of a facade, which is good fun to play with sometimes.” . . One of my style icons is⚡Poly Styrene⚡ A boldly authentic feminist punk pioneer within a fearless subculture that tended to veer into a darker aesthetic. Poly was a woman of color with a rousing voice who sang about personal identity, consumer society and technology; while wearing jelly shoes, day-glo colors, heavy braces, vintage clothes and natural hair. She was herself in a world that wanted her to be anything but. . . . Photo:  Peter Stone (1977) . . . #inspiration #coevavintage #vintagelove #vintageclothingforsale #onlinevintage #polystyrene #xrayspex #punk #style #slowfashion #authenticity #selfexpression #vintagestyle #peterstone #texture #shopping  #sustainability #vancouvervintage #vintageshop #vintageseller #vancouver #vancity #smallbusiness #vintageVancouver #buylesschoosewell #punkmusic #womenofcolor #discoverunder2k #etsyvintageshop https://www.instagram.com/p/B4Vfo_cg2mz/?igshid=1r0wjuvq6hxjp

[crazychihard-blog]

My thoughts On Philip Winchester “Chicago Justice” Joining SVU this upcoming season!

Earlier this week the news came out that Philip Winchester from Chicago Justice is going to be reprising his role as ASA Peter Stone. Chicago Justice was canceled in late May which disappointed many fans including my self.  A lot of people have their opinions on if this is good or not and just how this might be. 

Well here are my own thoughts...

When I heard the news I was super excited. In the backdoor pilot for Justice back in Chicago PD season 3 I fell in love with his character. Stone is a good ASA. He really does take over the courtroom. Hearing the news about Justice being canceled was really sad because I knew I wouldn't see these characters again. I was mostly sad we wouldn't learn more about stone. I wanted to see more of his character and see more in general. Let me just say I love Barba and he's a great ADA. I also love the relationship/friendship he has with Benson. I think this will be great for the show either way. Stone will probably alternate with Barba in court room. We will probably get a little of each I'm guessing. 

I definitely want to know more about Stone and maybe hear more about his father. I’m curious of how they are going to explain his transition into Ny. him leaving Chicago and how its all explained. I want more of the characters to show up as well. I would love Anna to come back and for her to join him, but thats a slim chance. So I guess I’ll take what they throw at us. 

I wasn't too into Svu last season, but I'm hoping stone jumping on board will spice things up...

[skylarmoon71]

Peter Stone x Reader Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don’t own Law and Order SVU. 

“Good morning Detectives.” you rolled your eyes as Peter Stone walked by. After Barba left, he replaced him as the ADA. Rollins and Fin replied, but you just wheeled your chair in the opposite direction. Carisi walked in that second sipping on his coffee. His eyes raised when he saw the way Fin and Rollins were smirking at you. 

“Something up?” he asked, wanting in on the looks on their faces. “Nothing, just our adorable little (Y/N) still giving Stone the cold shoulder." You didn’t even respond, just kept your eyes on the paper on your desk. 

“I’m not giving him the cold shoulder, I’m just the only one who isn’t blind. He can spread his charm to the rest of you, but I’m not stupid. The guy’s a lawyer for goodness sake. At least Barba was honest with his words. I’m not buying it.” Carisi’s eyes were aimed behind your back, and you were confused.

“Good to know you have such a strong opinion of me.“ your body stiffened. Rollins was snickering from her seat. You turned to face him, he had a stupid smirk on his face, a folder in his hand. “We have a case.” he waved it at you. “Let’s get to work, Detective.”  he tipped his head in your direction, walking off when he saw Liv enter. “Detective.” you mocked making a face. Fin started laughing. 

“Man that expression on your face, priceless.”

Liv and Peter talked for a while. He went on his way and she started assigning you all areas to cover. 

“(Y/N), Fin, check in with Mr. Kane, his alibi is a little too believable. One of these men is lying and we need to find out who.” 

“On it boss!” you responded.

“Carisi, Rollins, go back to the club. Twelve hundred people partying, someone saw something.”

“Roger that.” Carisi called. 

Everyone went their separate ways. You and Fin headed for the elevator down. You could see the doors closing so you picked up your pace. “Hold the door!” you shouted to the person behind. They pushed their hand out just in time and you smiled entering. 

“Thank yo..” your words trailed when you saw who it was. 

“No problem.” Peter said. Fin walked in shortly after, greeting Peter. You shifted to the back, avoiding any type of conversation with the district attorney. Since your eyes were trained on the door you were clueless to the look of interest that flickered in your direction. 

Since Peter joined he couldn’t seem to get through to you. At first he assumed you were just not ready to accept that your friend Barba was gone, if anyone understood  loss it was him. But that was two months ago. He just wished you’d be a bit more friendly, he wasn’t asking to be best friends, but a simple greeting wasn’t much to ask for. The elevator dinged and you walked out, all but ignoring his existence. Peter sighed, bidding farewell to Fin. 

“It’s going to take a while.” Peter thought. 

~~~

“(Y/N), can I see you for a second?” Your head raised and Rollins made sounds, grinning at you.

“Someone’s in trouble.” you frowned. “Sure Liv.” you answer going into her office. When you got there she instructed you shut the door. 

“Hey Liv, did I do something?” you didn’t think you’d cross any lines today. She shook her head with a smile. 

“Just the opposite. Stone told me how you persisted with the suspect Ian Kane. If you weren’t so adamant on looking into his past we may not have found out about the charge five years ago. Good work, you stopped a predator from attacking again.” you smiled. “I’m glad it all worked out. If you really want to thank someone just thank my gut. She’s never been wrong so far.” 

“Trust me, I know the feeling.” She was seated at her desk, pulling off her glasses. 

“I also wanted to talk to you about Barba. I know it’s been hard, especially for you. If you want to talk about, don’t be afraid to ask. I’m here.” 

“I-I appreciate that, but I’m fine.” she didn’t push, which you were grateful for. “Well, that’s all I wanted to say. Keep up the good work.” 

“I’ll try.” you joked, turning to leave. When you walked out you had the biggest smile on your face. You marched over to your desk. 

“Okay spill, what’s with the grin. Did she find you a husband.” you scoffed. “Even better. Liv praised me. She said I did great today. One of her most liked Detectives I think.” Carisi laughed. “We all know I’m Liv’s favorite. “ 

“Like if, try again kid. I’m definitely Liv’s favorite.” Fin butted in. 

“I think maybe I’m her favorite.” you jumped at the voice behind you. 

“Jesus, why the hell are you always sneaking up on us.” Stone had somehow managed to walk up behind you again, without your knowledge. “You should probably work on your detective skills, aren’t you supposed to be guarded at all times.” 

His remark just annoyed you. You stood from your seat, walking to the kitchen without another word. Peter turned to the rest of the team, lost on why you were constantly brushing him off and putting him down. 

“Have I done something to offend her?” Fin shook his head at Peter. “Don’t take it personal, she’s not a big fan of change. She’s been here a while too. Back when Cragen and Nick were still part of the team.”

Peter could understand that. 

“She just needs some time to adjust. “

“I hope so. I’d hate to be on her bad side, especially after what she did to Kane. Poor guy didn’t even see it coming.” Carisi chuckled. “Yeah, speaking from someone who has been on the other side of (Y/N)’s closeline, I know how he felt. Sometimes I swear she’s a stunt double in those action movies.” Peter smiled. “You guys are lucky to have someone like that on your team.” You walked back in, drink in hand. “Gossiping about me again. “ you said, sipping your drink. 

“Just commending you on your exceptional skills.” Peter informed. You hummed, not really paying him much mind. An idea sparked in Peter's head. 

“I almost forgot. Liv told me you were a fan of that track runner, Karl Trembly. If you're interested I could make a few calls and get you a great seat to his next competition. “ You placed down your drink, staring up at him pissed. You stood, getting into his face. 

“No offense counselor, but I don’t need your charity so you can stop trying. See everyone here might have already forgotten about Barba but I haven’t. And if I remember correctly you were the one that tried to put him in jail. So excuse me if I’m not groveling at your feet.” Carisi moved closer, placing a hand on your shoulder to pull you back. “That’s enough (Y/N), calm down.” 

You laughed bitterly, shrugging Carisi’s hands away angrily. 

“What! I’m telling it as it is. This guy thinks he can walk up here with Chicago homicide experience and buy his way into everyone’s good graces. Bullshit!” you hissed. Apparently your little speech caught Oliva’s attention. She opened her door. You were positive she heard everything. “(Y/N), I think you should turn in for the day.” 

“I’m fine I don't’ need to-”

“It’s not a request.” you couldn’t believe it, if anyone understood, you thought it would be her. 

“Fine.” you grabbed your coat off your desk, bumping your shoulder harshly into Peter’s on the way out. He shuffled back, watching as you exited. 

“What was that all about.” Rollins commented. You were usually the level headed one on the team. This was the first time either of them saw you lose your cool. Liv walked to Peter. He quelled any worries she may have had. 

“It’s fine, she’s still dealing with a lot. Sometimes the best medicine is to let out your anger on someone. Unfortunately that someone turned out to be me.” 

There wasn’t much they could do now, you needed to blow off steam. So you went to the one place that Barba always was when he was working on a case. You were so aggravated. You couldn’t understand why everyone was acting like nothing happened. Barba was almost jailed for doing what he thought was the right thing. 

He’d been working with the team for a few years, didn’t they see that he was the last person to act out that way. The fact that he took it upon himself to kill that child was proof that he did what he believed in. The entire situation irked you to no end. When you got to your destination you yanked the door open roughly. The scent of alcohol practically smacked you in the face. You smiled at the nostalgic feeling, the familiar environment bringing you at peace. When you got to the bar counter you waved the bartender over. 

“Vodka please, neat.” he nodded. Pulling out a glass and pouring your drink. You knew the guy that worked there. Luckily you came in on his shift. 

“Tough case?” he asked. You took the drink, downing it in one go. You swallowed, the burning in your throat bringing you a slight relief. 

“Something like that.” you mumbled, indicating for him to pour another glass. He did a bit cautiously. You noticed the look of worry in his eyes. “Don’t worry.” this time you sipped at the drink, which made him relax a little. “If you need anything let me know.” you could tell he wasn’t referring to drinks. He was just looking out for you. You nodded and he moved to attend to another customer. 

Hours passed, you just sat there, taking drink after drink. You lost count of how many. The only reason you didn’t pass out yet was strictly because of your friendship with Barba. The amount of scotch the guy indulged in was ridiculous. Safe to say you joined him on numerous occasions. It made you somewhat immune to alcohol now. Which was both a blessing and a curse. It took more than the usual to even get you buzzed. 

“Hey there, what’s your name.” you frowned, glancing at the man who took it upon himself to take a seat next to you. “Not interested.” you replied, getting back to your drink. That was apparently not the answer he was hoping for. “What does a guy have to do to get a smile these days. “ He moved closer. 

“I’m talking to you bitch!” he slapped the drink right out of your hand. The bartender moved almost immediately to stop any kind of altercation. You smirked, getting out of your seat. 

This guy came in at the right time. You were already agitated, and he was just asking for a beating. So you were about to grant his wish. Before you could even do anything someone blocked your view. “I believe she said she wasn’t interested, move on, or I’ll see to it that you spend the next few months in a cell for aggravated assault.” The guy backed down at the threat. 

“Whatever, you can have her.” he walked off angrily, and the bartender thanked the lawyer who now turned in your direction. At the sight of his face you scowled. 

“I didn’t need your help Stone! I could have dealt with him myself.” Peter straightened his jacket, dropping his case on the counter. “I know, In all honesty I was trying to spare the guy a nasty black eye. “ You knew he was joking, maybe trying to ease the tension. You just dropped back down, too exhausted to retort. You gestured the bartender over for more, but Peter stopped him. 

“She’s had enough thank you.” He nodded walking away. You gritted your teeth, turning to him.

“You’re really starting to get on my nerves, counselor. " Peter smiled. 

“I was under the impression I passed that mark a long time ago.” His snarky remark didn’t really earn him any favors in your eyes. “Asshole.” you grumbled. 

His face was now resolute, he took your hands, forcing you to turn in his direction.

“This contempt you have, building up inside. You need to deal with it. I understand you lost someone, but there is no reason to take it out on others, especially me. I took this job to help the precinct. Olivia needed a prosecutor and I respected Barba. I was hoping to make a difference. I thought that I could help people here the same way I did back in Chicago. It was never my intention to step on anyone’s toes.”

“Oh cut the saint act. I’m sick of it. “

“Okay, if we’re putting all our cards out there, I’m no saint. And I don’t try to be. I just thought the best way to get used to this team would be through honesty and mutual respect rather than hostility. You should try it. Tell me, what’s the real reason behind your anger. If it’s Barba then you have to know that he did what he thought was right. He didn’t have a choice.”

“HE HAD A CHOICE, HE HAD ONE AND HE CHOOSE TO LEAVE, BARBA LEFT!! HE LEFT ME!!” you screamed. Your loud yell caught the attention of everyone in the bar. Peter just stared at you, something dawning on him. “You..you were in love with him. “ hearing those words come out of his mouth just hurt more. And just like that, you fell apart. Your eyes watered, tears rushing down your cheeks. You felt pathetic.

“H-He..he just left me. Like the way I felt about him was nothing, I told him that day in court, no matter the outcome...I would wait for him. He looked so surprised. H-He had no idea. How could he not know how great a person he was...h-how did he not know..” you sobbed, and Peter reached out, wrapping his hand around you. You relented, falling into his embrace. 

“When he was found innocent I finally told him, h-how much he meant to me. H-He said that he felt the same..maybe for longer than I did…” you laughed through the tears. “How stupid was that...w-we both were infatuated with each, yet no one said anything..” Peter was rubbing your back soothingly, listening intently as you spilled all your feelings out. 

“Despite all that...he said he couldn’t stay. I begged him, I begged him too. But he said he couldn’t. I-I even offered to leave New York. I didn’t care where he wanted to go, I would have followed him anywhere but he said I couldn’t. He didn’t want me to uproot my whole life for him. He said I’d regret it if I did.” You grip tightened into Peter’s suit. “He just….left me..why didn’t he see that I was willing to give up everything for him. That bastard, he even said there was someone for me out there, it just wasn't him. How did he know! How could he know that. I loved him! Only him!” 

“Shhh, it’s okay. (Y/N), You’re an extraordinary Detective. He saw that, and I have no doubt in my mind that he loved you with all his heart. But Barba thought it was best for you. He must have known how much good you could accomplish here. He didn’t want you to have to sacrifice your future for a selfish decision he made. “ You know Peter's words were meant to bring comfort. But they didn’t do much. So you sat there, drunk out of your mind, pouring your heart out to the guy you’d been ignoring for the past two months. Maybe Peter was right. 

You’d only wish that Barba had given you the chance to at least try. Now, you were positive that wasn’t going to happen. He was gone. And you needed to move on.