Title: Mutual trusts…
Rating: M (Language and Situations)
A/N: Dick Wolf owns LOCI characters, all others are mine
Two days after saving Tynie's life, Bobby's up first, making breakfast. Groggily arising from what's now become their bed, Tynie pads her way to the shower, grabbing her loosest fitting clothes on the way. Setting the water as she likes it, Tynie doesn't know what will come of the day. Already loving living with and being Bobby's, Tynie's all smiles. Making short order of her shower, Tynie shuts that down, dries off, changes and exits the bathroom. Tossing her other clothes back into her dufflebag, Tynie sees Bobby standing in the room, tray in hand. "You don't have to do that, you know. We share everything around here, which includes the hamper." Bobby reminds. Shrugging, Tynie retakes her most recently worn sweatsuit in hand, delivering it where he said to. Returning to face Bobby, Tynie smiles-yet-mopes "Ohh, I wrecked your surprise." "Relax beautiful." Bobby counters, the two sitting on their bed together. While they eat, Tynie silently wonders what the day will really bring.
Settling their tray aside, Bobby doesn't say anything. "Ugh, I'm gonna be stuck going to court in sweats. All my other outfits would be deemed too slutty for a courtroom." Tynie grouses. "Then we get rid of them. We do that after I take you through a few things I found out before you woke up." Bobby absolves, detailing that news. "Holy fuck!" Tynie howls, purely amazed, actually interrupting him. Continuing his statement, Bobby adds "Which means you don't answer the phone today. I'm waiting on calls back about those courtdates. Oh, and any thoughts you may have about paying me back, we encounter another time." "Until the courtdates go through at least, I don't see myself fuckin' with that. I don't mean to be disrespectful but we did just get out of a shitstorm of serious events. I figure, doing it that way is better, and I hope to God you know why." Tynie plans. "I do, and that's reasonable." Bobby accredits.
"Hey now, what's all this serious shit being discussed before we've even kissed each other?" Tynie probes, going in for said affection. Extending and enjoying that, the couple is slow to separate their lips. Tackling cleanup from breakfast together when their kiss ends, Bobby's surprised when Tynie elicits "I don't know if this sounds rude, but I think it may just be better for me to get rid of that dufflebag. Excluding what I need for identification and other major documents, of course." Smiling at her, Bobby refutes "That's not rude, honey. I was waiting for you to say that, because there's no sense in you keeping those clothes. Consider this as another, as you called it, clean-slating of your life." Liking that notion, Tynie smiles as she goes back for the dufflebag, only taking out the documents she'll need. Delivering the rest to the trash, Tynie cheers "Damn it felt good to do that!" Standing by her, Bobby kisses Tynie's cheek, and says "I'm going to go secure those papers you kept." Not keeping Tynie waiting long as that's taken care of, Bobby's soon at her side again, her leaning against him. Leaving their apartment that way, locking up behind themselves, the couple doesn't say another word for several minutes. Squinting her eyes when they get outside, Tynie grumbles "Who the fuck is that by my man's Mustang?!" Pushing her behind him, Bobby yells "Get away from my car!" "It's me, Lewis! Bobby, come on, you know me!" Lewis slurs.
Breaking Bobby's directive about phone use, Tynie calls 911, reporting "Yeah there's this drunken sumbitch tryin to break into and vandalize my boyfriend's car. Says his name is Lewis, and alleges he knows my boyfriend, Bobby Goren. No, I don't know if the sumbitch is armed but I do know he DOES NOT have consent to be near my boyfriend's vehicle and I just heard glass break." Giving their location, Tynie hears sirens coming seconds later. Planting Bobby's phone on him as cops come up on scene, Tynie walks around, to literally stand by her man. Explaining the nature of her call to 911, Tynie admits "I suspected vandalism because I heard my man order the sumbitch get away from his car. When the sumbitch didn't and I saw him with a fist by my man's CHERRY Mustang, I called y'all." "I'd like to press charges, by the way. He didn't have consent to be by my vehicle, and if there's damages I'm pursuing him civilly as well." Bobby orders. "You got it." The responding officer chimes, then turning to other cops, and yelling "ARREST HIM!" in seconds after that, Lewis is in custody, facing attempted vandalism and grand theft auto charges. More charges will come out against Lewis, but that happens later in the day.
Taking Tynie as close to the Mustang as possible, given the fact it's now a crime scene, Bobby's amazed when there is no damage. "The glass breaking was a whiskey bottle. Hell, I didn't know. My boyfriend was my human shield at the time of my call to 911 because of the way the sumbitch now in custody was acting." Tynie confesses to a nearby CSU officer. "I would've done the same for my wife, ma'am." The CSU officer retorts. "Ah, call me Tynie. That Ma'am shit drives me NUTS. I know you're acting on protocols, but I consent for first-name basis." Tynie overrules. With a shrug, the first CSU officer folds, returning to his work. Bumping into another CSU officer, Tynie mandates "I need to get in direct touch with the highest ranking officer on scene. Preferably now." "On it!" The second CSU officer chimes, rushing towards a crowd of cops.
"What are you doing, honey?" Bobby wonders. "Let's just say, shit came to me." Tynie eludes. Nodding, Bobby stands by Tynie, whom when a Sergeant is before her, again gives damning testimony. Linking the attempted vandalism and grand theft auto Lewis committed while drunk to all the criminal events from two nights ago, Tynie concludes "I'm gonna be reviled by those bastards, I already know. I'm not sorry for saying this but it's too damn coincidental for all that shit to not be connected. Least that's how I see it." Thinking all that over for a literal second, Bobby realizes "That does make a lot of sense." "Give me your contact information and agree to appear in court and I'll do my best to treat this case as connected to the others. The name's Sergeant Axlrod." Sgt. Axlrod offers. Providing what Sgt. Axlrod wanted, Bobby informs "We'll definitely be there, for court." Once CSU has all the evidence they can get, Bobby receives his car back, Tynie and he entering it. "We're free to leave... right Sergeant Axlrod?!" Tynie hollers, her door still open.
"Yeah!" Sgt. Axlrod yells back, Tynie shutting her door before they drive off. "I'm sorry baby; I didn't mean to take charge back there. I had so much just come to me, and felt it right to me, to be the one to convey that to the currently investigating officers. Forgive me." Tynie apologizes. "Don't be sorry about that, honey. You did no wrong. If anything, you impressed me." Bobby recants. "Ok, do tell." Tynie dares, then hearing how she impressed Bobby. "If I told you that you impress me constantly, would you believe me?" Tynie prods. "Why would I doubt you on anything?" Bobby asks back. "I didn't know, it's just I bet you didn't know that you do that." Tynie garners.
Smiling as he drove, Bobby lets the topic drop, Tynie finally relaxing. At last able to go out for part of their day, Tynie and Bobby do so perpetually undisturbed. One stop in particular surprises Tynie, when Bobby takes her to his bank. Perplexed, Tynie's brow furrows, as he leads her to a bank manager. Giving as much detail as he can about the checks on him, Bobby steps aside. "I can't go any further than he did, but what I can do is my part in getting this over with. I mean no disrespect but I also don't believe in wasting people's time. I don't know if this will cost me my amazing boyfriend or not. I also don't believe in people sharing bank accounts, even if they're married. I'd rather keep the accounts separate, and that's not meant dishonorably towards Bobby. We share pretty much everything else, but to me, a bank account like that is out of the question. I'm not trying to be crass, it's just I don't want money to come into the mix in a bad way." Tynie concerns. "I know precisely what she means by that, and I've seen what she doesn't believe in happen. More times than I care to admit, actually." The bank manager defends. Leaning his lips to her ear, Bobby whispers "Relax honey. It's alright." Breathing deeply, Tynie nods and then receives her copies of the now-signed account forms. Pocketing them for now, Tynie gets lead back to Bobby's Mustang.
"I just broke your heart back there, you've not said much since." Tynie realizes. "You did not break my heart, honey. You did what you felt was right, there's a difference. I know you didn't want to hurt me, but like I said in the bank, it's alright." Bobby denies. "OK." Tynie sighs, the two then continuing their time out on the town. Getting some shopping done, Tynie surprises Bobby with a brand-new bottle of Glenlivet. Packing and taking his Mustang home, Tynie's all giggles as Bobby drives. "What's so funny?" Bobby wonders. "Oh, nothing you can know about until we get home." Tynie evades, through giggles. Smiling as he got them home, Bobby's still curious, the couple then unloading his car. "Oooh baby, that's fragile!" Tynie panics, seeing one of the bags dangle over Bobby's wrist. Taking that from him, Tynie soon after gets them inside and locks the house. With his back turned to her, Bobby affords Tynie the perfect chance to put away what was in that "Fragile" bag.
Closing the fridge afterwards, Tynie sees her man on the other side, smiling. "Yes babe?" Tynie poses. Wrapping her in his arms, Bobby teases "You forgot something…" Kissing her right after saying that, Bobby quiets them both, for a few minutes. Separating from that, Bobby's smile isn't the only one in the room, him taking her to the couch. Sitting down on it, Tynie sees Bobby standing before her, smirking as he confesses "Tynie, you didn't know this, but two nights ago… your life wasn't the only one that was saved. I was alone, and tired of that, the way I got treated when I retired being the icing on a bullshit cake. I was considering leaving it all behind, and by that I mean ending my life. When I met you, and you said what you did, I felt something I haven't for such a long time. I felt hope, and believed I still had a chance at love. I still believe that, I have a chance at love… I just hope it works out so my chance at love is with you."
"Ohh Bobby…" Tynie cries, him rushing to be at her side. Dropping her head to his chest, Tynie swears "I didn't know you'd had it that bad lately, honey. I swear to God. I want a chance at love too, a good one. I want it with you." Holding her tightly as soon as he can, Bobby extolls "We're already giving it a shot, taking it slow. I'm just glad to know we're on the same page about that." "Bobby, answer me this. Why on God's green Earth would I refuse a chance to be your woman?! I mean seriously, you're flat-out fuckin' gorgeous, we saved each other's lives… shit to me that means we're meant to be together!" Tynie inquires. Tilting his head to stare into her eyes, Bobby gloats "I like the way you think." Slowly smiling, Tynie administers "Thanks, now if I can help it, we're done talking about serious shit tonight. I want to just have time together with you, relaxing and doing whatever… I'm up for virtually anything now that all that shit's settled." Making it so they're laid out on the couch, Bobby evades "I know just the thing." Turning on the TV, he sets it to a movie channel, Tynie fawning "I love being held this way, by you. You're gorgeous, and this feels like heaven." "Thank you baby." Bobby honors, laying the remote down. Steadily watching movies for an hour, Bobby's disgruntled when someone knocks on the door. Leaping from his lap, Tynie affords Bobby the chance to answer it.
Finding Alex Eames on the other side, Bobby derides "You couldn't even help set up a retirement party for me, but you can come over unannounced and unwelcome to my apartment?! You best surrender that key you coerced me into giving while I was your partner at Major Case, Alex! You have ten seconds to do that before I have you arrested!" Hustling to Bobby's side, Tynie has his phone in hand, 911 already dialed. Seeing a gun on Alex's side, Tynie goes ahead with the call to police. "Yeah, this bitch just came to our damn house, and she's fuckin' armed! Most likely fully loaded Glock 9 with the safety off from what I can tell, with the holster wide fuckin' open. The bitch's name is Alex Eames, she USED to be my man's police partner. My man just told me she's not consented to be here and has a key that she obtained through emotionally extortive tactics before he retired. I'll bet my fuckin ass here and now she also threatened his entire career and freedom to obtain said key to our fuckin apartment! I need cops here NOW the bitch just went for her gun and she's trying to aim it at me!" Tynie informs, giving Bobby's address. Cops were in the building on an unrelated call, and came running to Bobby's door as Tynie hung up the phone. Pulling Alex away, those cops wait for backup before Tynie's interviewed.
"Sergeant Axlrod, didn't think I'd see you again today. Here's the deal….." Tynie initiates at that moment, and then once again damning testimony is provided by her. "By the way, when I bet my fuckin' ass to dispatch, I was implying a request that Alex Eames' bullshit that just occurred gets lumped in with all the other crimes against me and Bobby from this week. I'm betting my ass now that she's in with Lewis and he sent her to pull this shit. Yes, I'll testify to all this in court, including where I bet my ass. Sergeant Axlrod, you already know how to reach me." Tynie formalizes. "I'll see to it, as best I can, this gets put in as you believe it should be Tynie. You two should replace your deadbolt though. We'll be in touch." Sgt. Axlrod finalizes, and then Alex gets taken away. Leaving the scene, the other officers don't say another word. "So babe, you want me to replace the deadbolt or do we bug Mr. Keim at this hour?" Tynie worries. "I'll call Mr. Keim, honey." Bobby denies, taking their phone from her.
Handling the deadbolt replacement shortly after Bobby's call, Mr. Keim conveys "I never liked Alex. I'll be glad to help you guys with that case when it hits the courts. Just call me, I'll appear." "Where the fuck are my manners? Mr. Keim, you want a beer?" Tynie offers. "No thanks, I don't drink." Mr. Keim refuses. "We'll call you when all this goes to court, thanks again." Bobby resolves, seeing Mr. Keim leave. Closing their door, Bobby winds up handing their phone to Tynie when it goes off. "Yeah Sergeant Axlrod, what can I do for ya?" Tynie wonders. "It's more like, I need to ask you something. How did you know Lewis paid Alex Eames to do what she did this evening?" Sgt. Axlrod ponders. "I swear on my life that was a guess! It was too-well timed in my book, first we get Lewis arrested for what he did earlier, then that bitch shows up like I told you. It just didn't feel coincidental, really. It felt premeditated, if that's the right term. Especially with what I told you I learned from my boyfriend Bobby, I mean in connection to that bitch. OH, and add this to your case notes! Bobby got our deadbolt replaced and our landlord INSISTS upon appearing for the case. This last one, with that bitch. He asks that Bobby call him about that when the case goes to court though, since Bobby's got a longstanding tenant-landlord relationship with him." Tynie reviles. "I totally understand your landlords' reasoning, Tynie. It's been added to the case notes; try to have a good one. We'll be in touch." Sgt. Axlrod counters, hanging up.
Pocketing the phone, Tynie grouses "Fuck it, I need a beer." Kissing her cheek, and reclaiming their phone, Bobby whispers "You go kick back, I'll get those." Heading to their couch, she soon flops against it, annoyed. Delivering their beers, Bobby nearly explains why he had Tynie talk to Sgt. Axlrod, her protesting "That shit gets dropped until we go to court. We've already got a serious set of damning cases against real assholes. I just want to kick back with my man and try to have a good night." Draping his arm around her, Bobby concedes "Alright baby." Having those beers, Tynie later cleans up from them, and turns to make dinner. "Now's your turn to kick back honey, I got this." Tynie announces, blowing Bobby a kiss afterwards. Smiling at her latest display, Bobby obeys Tynie's wishes.
What these two don't know is, right now Mr. Keim is giving his own damning testimony against Alex to Sgt. Axlrod. "My newest tenant, Tynie Wilman, said your name earlier. I was around their apartment on another maintenance call or I'd have come up on you personally at that time. She said your name, that is, after she followed building protocol to the letter about armed individuals coming here unwelcome and without police business, probable cause, or warrants to enter apartments. That's how I knew which precinct to call. Everything Tynie claimed, or may have claimed, on my name is true." Mr. Keim notifies. Accepting that, and wishing Mr. Keim a good night, Sgt. Axlrod hangs up.
Back in their apartment, Tynie delivers their dinner, Bobby applauding "Babe this looks amazing." Claiming her seat, Tynie briefly kisses Bobby before they eat. Enjoying every bit of the meal, Bobby insistently cleans up, after Tynie's given a kiss to her cheek. Laid out on the couch, movies being ignored, Tynie goes ahead and shuts off the TV. Having left their phone by her, Tynie winds up answering it for a call from Mr. Keim. "Before you worry, Tynie, I'm calling to let you know that I just spoke with a Sergeant Axlrod. There's more to my disdain for Alex Eames than you know, and due to it now being a part of an open police case I can't speak on it right now. He knows of my intent to appear in court and how it's to be arranged. By the way, thanks for covering that and for abiding by building protocols regarding armed individuals on property. Unless there's a warrant involved, probable cause for a search, or other police business... What you did was by the letter perfect." Mr. Keim regales. "I forgot to tell you, Mr. Keim. It goes against my ethics code to willfully withhold information from law enforcement. I did what I did on your name based on that personal rule. Beyond that, I can't thank you enough for being willing to drop and run for that courtdate. By the way, thanks for telling me building protocols on that, I totally guessed earlier." Tynie reviews. "Bobby's got one hell of a woman in that case. Thank you Tynie, good night." Mr. Keim apprises, hanging up. Sitting at her feet now, Bobby watches as his woman curls up to give him more room on the couch. "That shit was interesting." Tynie notes.
"Meaning?" Bobby wonders, learning the absolute latest. "Baby, you are wonderful. Now, we're not using the phone again today. Not if I can help it." Bobby procures. "Sounds good to me." Tynie concurs, yet again being taken into Bobby's arms. They'd not yet put away all the purchases from earlier, but Bobby plots "We deal with those bags, the ones we've yet to unpack, later. Right now, we're relaxing." "This feels so damn good, and you're so fuckin' hot that I'll do whatever the hell you want." Tynie moans, loving the feel of his body heat against her. "No, we do whatever we want. It's not going to be all about just one of us." Bobby contests. "Ohh, perfect." Tynie groans. Time slides by, Tynie soon again smiling, Bobby eventually releasing her. Taking to task the items in those remaining bags, Tynie learns they're sharing a dresser now. As soon as it's all put away, Tynie whirls around, kisses Bobby passionately, catching him off guard at first. Their latest kiss enjoyed for several minutes, the couple separate lips, and head for bed. Getting comfortable first, Tynie smiles as Bobby again charges their phone. Joining her in bed, Bobby gets held tightly as his woman prays "I hope to God we can get a break from all these assholes trying criminal shit on us." "We will baby, trust me." Bobby hopes, reaching down to cover them up. Cozying up to him as soon as she can, Tynie vows "Bobby I do trust you, with my life." "As I trust you with mine." Bobby dedicates in return, her bringing her lips to his. As this kiss deepens, Tynie and Bobby feel more for each other than they did at the start of being together. Separating from it, both smile, but neither says I love you…. just yet. After a whirlwind day like today, there are many things rolling round in their heads as Tynie and Bobby separately fall asleep. One being:
A faith in their mutual trusts…