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When you woke up you were in Wesley's arms, he was holding you close, he wasn't doing anything else, he was literally just sitting with you in his hold.
You clung to him, nuzzling against his neck.
There was a knock on the door.
You flinched and your head shot to look at the door.
Angela went and opened the door.
It was Nyla.
"I brought snacks a bottle of wine and something special." Nyla said.
You looked at her.
"What's that look for kid?" Nyla asked.
"You're a cop" You said quietly.
"Yeah" Nyla said confused.
The three adults exchanged a glance.
"Cops aren't meant to have special things" You said.
"What do you mean?" Wesley asked.
"Kid the special thing is for you" Nyla said.
Your eyes widened.
"No, not again I don't want it" You said, standing.
You grabbed your crutches and went to leave.
Angela walked over.
"Y/n, baby what do you think Nyla means?" Angela asked.
"I thought you were good cops, I trusted you" You said.
"I need to know what you mean" Angela said.
"Kid the special thing I brought, do you think it's drugs?" Nyla asked coming over.
"That's what he called it, I don't want near that again" You admitted.
"It's not drugs, the special thing is a present, a toy not drugs" Nyla said walking over.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry" You said.
"No, no baby it's alright, we know you didn't mean that accuse us, I'm sorry we didn't explain" Angela said.
You hugged her.
"God you are shaking like a leaf" Angela said.
She picked you up.
You nuzzled into her neck.
"Don't you want your present?" Nyla asked as you all moved to the couch.
You just stayed clinging to Angela.
"Hey baby, did you hear Nyla?" Angela asked.
You didn't respond.
Your shaking was getting worse.
Angela gently pulled your head from her neck.
Your eyes were screwed shut, you had your hands clamped over your ears.
Angela stood and sat you on the couch, no contact with anyone sitting directly sitting next to you.
Wesley reached into a drawer in the cabinet next to the couch.
He grabbed a pair of headphones while Angela ran upstairs.
Wesley put the headphones over your ears.
Angela came back down and put something over your eyes, as well as her weighted blanket which she swaddled you in.
"Sensory overload?" Nyla asked.
"Yeah" Wesley said.
You lay on the couch for a while before you calmed.
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The Story of Y/N Lopez adopted daughter to Wesley Evers and Angela Lopez (Hiatus
FanficY/N was a ten-year-old girl when she was found by Wesley and Angela, homeless and living on the streets of L.A, read her story here, be nice to me plz, it's my first fic, I had to get my friend to make this account so my parents wouldn't find it cau...
