Title : Lost & Found
Summary : The one where Luca falls in love.
Fandom : S.W.A.T [ 2017 ]
Notes : Slight crossover with CSI: NY. I adore both shows of these shows. I fell in love with the idea of mixing them both together, rewatching both shows. I am having a lot of fun writing this story, with Luca falling in love. The story starts in the middle of season two of S.W.A.T. Sorry, the first chapter kind of starts slow.
- Lost & Found -
2013, Los Angeles, California …
"We will get your sister, Danny." Sergeant II William "Buck" Spivey says in a soft voice. The voice that was used for the family of victims. Danny knew that voice well because he has used that voice so many times before. "We will find her, and get her out there safely."
Danny Messer slides his hand through his hair. He was nervous, he was scared. She has been missing for almost a month, he was afraid of the worst. "She's my baby sister." The words come out of the man's mouth, holding in the tears. "You know? She always thought of herself as an accident. Born twelve years after me…" He knows what he is doing, mumbling about his sister, trying to make the Sergeant make a connection with her. "She always thought she wasn't good enough, our parents didn't help…"
He closes his eyes for a moment, opening them when he feels the hand on his shoulder gives him a squeeze. "Danny, we will find her alive. From what I hear about your sister, she is wicked smart and …"
David "Deacon" Kay, standing a few feet away from the two, takes a step forward. "What he is saying is we will find her alive. I can't promise that she will not be hurt, Mister Messer, but just think positive and be ready to see her when we get her out of that hell hole. And to help her through the recovery."
"It's Danny. Call me, Danny." The man whispers. "Thank you for helping them, helping me…" He's quiet for a moment. He's trying to get the thoughts of her dead out of his head, trying to keep positive. "Helping her."
Kay gives him a soft smile. "We are happy to help. Just don't thank us until we get her out safely."
- Lost & Found -
2019, Los Angeles, California ...
Dominique Luca's fingers rub a small circle in the woman's skin. "You're okay." The words come out of his mouth as a whisper. "It was just a nightmare."
Isabella Messer sniffles, moving her head to look at him. She gives him a soft smile, pretending there was so tears running down her face. She knew when she moved back to the city of Los Angeles, the nightmares would come back, she just didn't think it would be this bad. And though she was embarrassed, she was glad that he was here. "I know. I know. I'm sorry for waking you up, again." It was the third time this week. "You have to work in the morning. Your job, you need sleep."
"I'm not worried about that." Nothing a cup of coffee couldn't handle, he thought to himself. "And just want to point out, you have to work tomorrow, too." He moves on the hotel bed, sitting against the headboard, and wrapping an arm around the woman. They don't talk right away, her eyes close for a moment, trying to get herself to relax under his touch. His touch always seemed to help her."I remember that night, that night we saved you." It was almost six years ago to the date, but it was a day that both people in the bed would never forget. "Nightmares are normal for someone who went through something like that. I know you haven't talked to anyone about your time with them. You can talk to me about it if you want that. As your partner, that's what I am here for. I talk to things that are important to me with you."
"Partner?" She raises an eyebrow at him.
He lets out a little laugh, he wouldn't say anything about her changing the subject. Something she was very good at. "We have been dating for eight months now, Isabella. We also have been doing this whole sleeping together, being friends, for the last five years on and off. So, yes, partner. I think it is a much better word than a boyfriend." She nods, agreeing with him. "We have slowly been making this official. I was thinking, I want you to meet my family. That is what partners, people who are in relationships do right?"
"That is what people in relationships do. And you know I already met a couple of people on your team." She lays her head on his shoulder.
The small chuckle leaves his lips. He would keep the brief relief of happiness to himself, The panic, the shaking, the effects from the nightmare have seemed to go away. "But they don't know you as my girlfriend."
"You are a silly man." A small yawn comes from her lips. "Dom…"
"Yes, Iz?" He asks in a hushed whisper, watching the woman struggle to keep her eyes open. He knew that sometimes the nightmares took a lot of energy out of her, he felt better knowing that he was here by her side instead of her being all alone. But he planned to fix that sooner than later. "Iz." He looks down to see her already sleep. "Goodnight." He presses his lips against her skin.
- Lost & Found -
Today was harder than normal for Luca. Finding a kidnapped victim in the basement of a house in South LA, the team saw the anger fill Luca, they just didn't know why. Deacon watched his team member, he knew something else was on his mind, that he was struggling with something else besides the case they just finished. "Something on your mind?" Deacon asked after following the younger man into the SWAT Headquarters kitchen.
The man let out a sigh, a growl, before taking a sip of the water bottle he grabbed from the fridge. "Do you ever think about what happens after we catch the bad guys?" The word bad guys made it sound so childish, it made Deacon pause at his friends' words and not saying anything back. "What happens to the victims? The nightmares…" He lets out a sigh.
Deacon took a step forward towards the struggling man. "This more about the case we just finished isn't it?"
Luca bit his lip for a moment, before asking the other man. "Do you remember Isabella Messer?"
Deacon looked up, the reaction of surprise on his face. "Messer. I remember that day, that case. The FBI who was missing for a month." Deacon lets out a sigh, curious to know what the relationship is between the question and the agent. "We talk every once and awhile. Around the anniversary of the day, we found her." Luca knew that they still talk, the conversations were short but they still updated each other on how life was treating them both. He overheard them talking last year when he took a long weekend in DC with Isabella.
"She's living here in LA, now." Luca brings the water bottle up to his face. "We've been seeing each other."
Deacon gives him a smile. The soft smile that a father gives their children. "That explains that pep in that step. And the nights away from your house…" Luca gives a look. "What Street talks, I listen."
"Street should shut up," Luca grumbles underneath his breath.
Deacon gives him a soft smile Before his smile turns into a frown. "The nightmares, worrying about the victims. You are talking about Isabella, aren't you?" Luca nods. "That is hard. How do you feel about her having nightmares?"
He freezes, looking to the other member of SWAT. "Why are you asking how I feel?" He was taken back by the question. "I'm frustrated. Though I get it, she's having nightmares because she is scared. Because the people who took her are still out there and she is now living back here in Los Angeles. I'm frustrated, I want to make her feel safe."
"Talk to her about it, Luca. When everything happened with Annie last year, I was angry and frustrated. How was I suppose to protect her from her brain? From herself?" Deacon really never expressed how he felt from last year events. Everyone knew that he was scared, but it was so much more than that. "I held all that in, until I blew up one day. Over something, I can barely remember what it was. But Annie and I talked, and my fears didn't go away, but they became better."
"Maybe I will," Luca utter calmy.
Deacon asked, wanting to change the subject to give the other man a chance to breathe. "Can I ask, how did you twp become a thing?"
The memory made Luca grin. "Six months after, that FBI conference I went to in New York City. She was there, speaking and froze when she saw me. She came down, thanked me, brought me a drink. We quickly developed this relationship afterwards. Besides the team, she's been my best friends for years."
Deacon grins. "I told you the sixth time you were kicked out of some woman's house, When it comes along, it hits you hard. You never see it really coming. I am so happy for you, Luca."
There's no thank you, just a smile between the two friends.