Various x reader oneshots

(Cary Agos) Safe

Published: September 2, 2020
Word count: 2335

The clock chimed eleven, the tolling the only sound permeating your apartment. It echoed softly through the rooms, giving the place an almost abandoned, ghostly feel. It wasn't abandoned, though; you sat in the large double bed, head leaning against the wall as you waited.

You checked your phone again with a sigh, hoping for a message, a missed call, anything. But your lock screen just stared back at you, empty.

It wasn't unlike Cary to work late nights. However, what was unlike him was not telling you. Maybe he forgot? No, he wouldn't...

You found yourself dialing his number before you could stop yourself. There was no way he'd be too busy to talk. No one would take depositions or anything at this hour.

"Cary Agos. If you're hearing this, I'm probably in court. Leave a message and I will call you back."

Voicemail.

Cary was a grown man, he could take care of himself, but... you had the sneaking suspicion something was wrong. You debated with yourself for a couple minutes before deciding to try and figure it out. So, you called Alicia.

"No, his car's still here," she said. "That's unusual. He said he was heading home and we haven't seen him. I can ask Robyn to help if you want."

Against your better judgement, you agreed. "Yeah. Thanks, Alicia."

"Anytime." She hung up and seconds later, Robyn called.

You agreed to meet at your apartment to try and figure it out, so you quickly got dressed again while she made her way over.

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Upon finding no trace of your boyfriend besides his car, the two of you headed to the local police station as a last resort. You were getting increasingly worried about him. You knew about his clients, especially Lemond Bishop. Hard not to, being a Lockhart-Gardner partner. But you couldn't help but fear for his life, as the drug dealer had a dangerous reputation.

Robyn tried to reassure you. Despite it not working, you appreciated her efforts and you told her so.

The young investigator went in ahead of you as you opted to wait outside so you could calm your nerves. She came back shortly afterwards.

"He's been arrested," she told you.

"What?" You could not be more incredulous. Cary was a good person, he had never had any brushes with the law and as a lawyer, he knew how to keep himself out of trouble.

"Cary got arrested. They say he helped Bishop transport drugs."

"Oh my god. Where is he? Is he here?" You wanted to see him, to hear his side of the whole affair. She nodded.

"Do you wanna see him?"

"Yeah."

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Robyn, the loyal friend she was, stuck by your side as you argued with the officer for the right to see your boyfriend. You were becoming increasingly impatient with him.

You finally threatened to call Alicia or sue him and he relented, leading you over to a bench where Cary sat, slumped against the wall while handcuffed to another man. The disheveled-looking man you didn't recognize, probably some troublemaker, noticed you walking over to them. He raised his finger to his lips in a shushing motion as he pointed with his free hand to a sleeping Cary.