Bad Boyz (Armando Aretas OC)

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Alex sat outside quietly on a small table gazing out at the tall buildings in Miami as the sun set on the horizon, turning a bit of tangerine and indigo.
The ocean was a beautiful cobalt blue. She watched as the last of the reddish disk slipped away feeling the coolness of the air.
Birds flew across the ocean in packs, she wrapped her fingers around her necklace squeezing it lightly, inhaling deeply, closing her eyes. Over the last couple hours, they've been showing Armando photo after photo of every single file of suspects that was collected and all of who Captain Howard was on to, yet, no positive ID.
Exhaling, she walked back in going over to where Armando sat at the table. She sees a tired Mike and Marcus on the chair, Dorn was at his desk and Kelly was putting together a few weapons,
"Hey...anything yet?", she asked softly, taking a seat next to him.
Armando rubbed his face with a sigh, shaking his head,
"No", he said putting the photo down. Alex could see how tired he looked and she felt bad because Mike wanted them to keep looking but it wouldn't do them any good if they're exhausted.
"Come on, take a break", she says.
His eyes gaze into hers,
"I'm okay", he replied. Alex scoots closer to him, she reached over caressing his cheek, laying her head on his arm,
"A couple minutes won't hurt, Armando", she mumbled feeling him sigh, sitting back in the chair. She smirked as he did what she asked and took a break from searching.

Armando turned slightly tucking a strand of loose hair behind her ear, eyes trialing every inch of her face,
"Thank you...", he softly says.
Alex tilted her head, she raised an eyebrow,
"For what?", she asked as he shrugged squeezing her hand gently. Alex stared into his eyes,
"You're welcome", she whispered capturing his lips, feeling his hand squeeze hers. Pulling away, he kissed her forehead, lips lingering there. He went back to searching for the man.

Another couple hours went by and it was dark out, Armando had picked up a photo that was slightly blurred,
"Alex...", he shows her the photo and they stood up walking over to Dorn's desk, inserting the photo in the scanner,
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Do I walk into your house and show you how to make cocaine?", Dorn exclaimed enthusiastically.
Armando points to the monitor as Alex smacks his shoulder,
"Blow it up", they chorused. Dorn screened the image wide and Armando turns to his father,
"That's him!", he stated. Mike stands quickly along with Marcus as they eye the photo, "you sure?", Mike asked.

Armando nods, "that's the guy that ordered the hit!", he confirmed as Dorn did a facial recognition scan and got a hit,
"Bam! Got a name. James McGrath. Army ranger school counterintelligence deployed in Mexico until 2005. Worked with the DEA, defense H.S.H.A's office....oh shit. He was taken hostage by your friends the cartel", Dorn explains patting Armando's shoulder,
"Gave up his entire squad under duress", he air quotes.

Armando looked down at him,
"It's called torture man", he said. Images of McGrath were shown, "he was the only survivor", Dorn finished. Alex smiled at Armando giving him a pat,
"Good job, papí", she winked at him.
Mike shook his head,
"Cap had him the whole time. Just didn't know it", he said picking up the phone and motioned for Marcus to follow him and then pointed to Alex,
"Keep an eye on him for me", he motioned to Armando who rolled his eyes taking a seat. Alex saluted him taking a seat next to Armando, she playfully squeezed his thigh feeling him jerk, grabbing her hand,
"Why do you play like that?", he asked.

Alex shrugged innocently gazing up into his eyes,
"It's a habit", she chuckled.
Armando stared into her green eyes, getting lost in them, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. She deepened the kiss, caressing his cheek, feeling the stubble. She pulled away smiling at him. Laying her head on his chest, he moved back a little so that they were comfortable and waited on Mike and Marcus to finish their phone call. Alex didn't wait on anything, she was beat, her eyes slowly closed falling asleep on Armando who didn't mind.