My Brettonio stories

I'm here with You

Antonio was at work, in a middle of talking to his crew about a case they were working on when his phone started to ring.

"That's all for now. If you get any leads, just come to me." He said as he walked into his office and took out his cell phone. He noticed it was Gabby and knew she was working today. He answered his phone, pressing it against his ear.

"Gabby, what's going on?" He asked, concerned. Before he started dating her partner, he never had to worry about why she was calling him. They were always talking, so it wouldn't have raised any concerns. But now that he was dating her partner, he was always nervous when she called him.

"It's Sylvie, Antonio. Get here, now!" She barked into the phone. She gave him their address and he hung up the phone immediately. He rushed out of his office and into Stone's office. "An emergency came up. Can I step out for a few minutes?"

Although he and Stone got along pretty well, he was still new to this job and didn't want him to think he did this all the time. "Of course. Do what you have to do, Dawson." Antonio nodded his head, letting him know that he appreciated it.

Antonio ran out of Stone's office and he ran out of the building. He got inside his truck a few seconds later and then pulled away. Although he and Sylvie were only dating a few months, he cared about her a great deal and hoped she was okay. But he knew that if she was in any real danger, Gabby would have called the cops. Hopefully.

As soon as he made it to the address, he unbuckled his seatbelt and flew out of the truck. He first saw Gabby and ran over to her. "Where is she?!" Sylvie confided to him a few weeks ago that she thought Gabby was having more trouble with their relationship than what she let on, and he tried to reassured her that Gabby was happy. But even he realized Gabby wasn't all that thrilled that he was dating her partner. So, he was happy that she called him.

Gabby looked over at the ambulance and pointed to her. Without asking what happened, he ran over to her. "Baby, what's going on?" Before she could get any words out, she threw herself in his arms, sobbing uncontrollable. He moved his hands on her back, rubbing it gently. Just weeks before, she was the one rubbing his back, comforting him when he found out his parents were divorcing.

After a few minutes, she pulled away and she laughed weakly. "Sorry, I don't know why I did that."

Antonio looked at her confused. "You don't know why you cried in your boyfriend's arms?"

Sylvie looked over and noticed the people looking at them. Then she turned her attention back to her boyfriend. "I mean, I just can't right now. We aren't home." Although they weren't living together, she still considered his home to be hers, which made her cheeks turned red. "I mean, your apartment."

Antonio nodded his head. "Baby, I don't care about anyone else right now. You're my only concerned right now." He said as he sat down next to her on the ambo. "But I can't help you if you won't tell me what happened."

Sylvie looked at him and she nodded her head. He was right, if anyone can help her right now, it was her boyfriend. She was grateful for Gabby at this moment. "So, you know how I'm still the PIC in charge? Actually, I guess in a way both Gabby and I are. Anyway, because of that, Gabby just lets me make the calls, unless I need help." It amazed her how far she came along from her first time being in Chicago. She could tell that with the direction of this story, Antonio thought someone hurt her, she shook her head. "I'm fine, Antonio. I am." He nodded his head, staying silent so she could continue. "Anyway, Gabby was fixing up a patient when I ran back to the ambo for something. This guy came up to me with—-a gun. He just figured we had drugs in the ambo. And of course, sensing that he was a druggie, I thought I could fight with him. No one is making me have to explain to anyone why I would give drugs away freely. He did get the better of me for a moment, until Gabby came along." She could tell with the way his jaw was clenching that he was angry.

Sylvie reached over and she placed her hand on his face. "Antonio, I'm fine. I am. Just calm down."

As soon as she said those words, she regretted them. He stood up and he looked at her. "You're fine?! What were you thinking, Sylvie?!" He exclaimed. "You could have gotten seriously hurt."

Sylvie stood up and she sighed. "This is my job, Antonio. I was protecting my supplies! No one is going to take them from me! No one!" She knew yelling wasn't going to solve matters. "Antonio, I'm fine. Really. Gabby shouldn't have called you."

He looked at her suspiciously. "If you're so fine, Sylvie, then why do you have marks on your wrists? If you're fine, then why when you tell me you're fine, it sounds like you're convincing yourself? You know I run the same risks so I can't say anything. But the difference is, with dealing with criminals or druggies, I have protection on me at all times."

"Yet, you have a track record of getting shot, I don't!" Sylvie spat out. She shook her head, immediately. "Look Antonio, I understand what I did was stupid and dangerous and I'll never do it again. I know you're only mad because you're scared." She touched his arm, expecting him to pull away, but she relaxed a little when she saw his eyes softening.

"Scared? Sylvie, scared doesn't even begin to describe what I'm feeling right now. What I was feeling when Gabby called me." He admitted as she ran her hands up and down his arm.

"I know, Antonio. I know how it feels. It's what I feel every day you go to work." She moved inside his arms, resting her head against his chest. "But that's a good thing."

Antonio wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a tight hug. "It is?" He questioned.

"Yes, it just means we care about each other and we don't want to lose each other. I promise baby, I won't do that again."

"I understand you can handle yourself and you're used to putting your life on the line. But now you have a boyfriend that would rather you not do that." Antonio said in a tender tone.

"I know." She said, for the first time in a few hours she was completely relaxed.

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It was a few weeks later after the whole mess, and Antonio thought that Sylvie was moving on from that mess. But he realized he was wrong.

Antonio was in a deep sleep when he felt someone punching his chest, he opened his eyes and heard Sylvie's little screams and groans.

"No, no. Please don't."

Antonio leaned over and he gently tried to wake her up. As soon as she opened her eyes and realized she was safe, she stopped hitting him and then flung herself in his arms.

"Hey, hey, calm down. They can't hurt you anymore." He whispered in her ear as she tried to calm herself down.

Antonio still felt guilty that he couldn't be there for her when she needed him. Noticing him tense up, she shook her head. "Hey, it's not your fault, baby. I was just on a call. You can't monitor every call I go on."

Antonio moved his hands in her hand, running his fingers through the strands of her hair. "I know. Maybe if you keep having nightmares, you should talk to someone?" He suggested.

Sylvie nodded her head as she calmed down, lying her head on his chest, closing her eyes once again. "I will. I promise. I think that's the only way I'm going to feel better truthfully."

Antonio nodded his head and he pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I'm here with you through everything." He promised as they both drifted off to sleep once again.

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