Could you write a George/Rafael fic, or is that outside your comfort zone? :)
I'll try anything once. ;D
"Where's Benson?" That was the current question buzzing around 1PP, everyone asked it; but no one had the answer for it.
Rafael Barba was a self driven man; if he wanted something done, goddamnit he would do it himself. But, when that dreaded question was asked, Barba was pissed that he had to rely on someone else.
He was nervous, Rafael was never nervous. He was a steadfast man who commanded attention; whose brain moved at the speed of light. He was an attractive man and George Huang would be a fool not to notice. Casually walking towards the man uncharacteristically fooling with his phone nervously, George sad beside the A.D.A. and put a comforting hand on his trouser-clad knee.
"You know, it's unhealthy to keep all of your feelings inside; I'm willing to listen if you're willing to talk" the Doctor said, gesturing towards one of the many interview rooms that weren't being used.
"There's not much to talk about, but I'm tired of sitting out here staring at this board with the most powerful woman I know, reduced to victim status; something she's been fighting against her entire life"
Guiding the obviously distraught man into the room and pushing him into the wall, George enveloped Rafael in a tight embrace, placing a small kiss on the back of his neck. "It's exactly what you said she is the most powerful woman you know, she is more powerful than the moon, the tide, and the desert abroad. She will make it through this and when she does, she's going to need you beside her, reminding her that the is Olivia Benson and she will be okay in the end because this squad is her family, and that means the world to her.