Liv, Amanda, and Fin walked in after a few more minutes. They hadn't got much but they finally caught a lead and Amanda and Fin were going to check it out, Liv called Sonny and Raf into her office.

"How are the two of you doing working together?" she asked.

Raf and Sonny looked at each other.

"We're good, we talked and everything's okay."

Liv nodded.

"Rafa?"

"We're good Liv."

The next few weeks

They sent the guy who raped Sonny's niece to prison. Peter loved his new DA position with homicide. One evening, Liv, Raf, Sonny, Amanda, and Fin were going over details on a new case when Rafael's phone rang,

"Rafael Barba?" He listened.

"This is Mercy hospital, we have a Peter Stone in surgery, you are listed as his emergency contact."

"What happened?" Raf listened, as the others just watched Raf's face crumble.

"Yes, okay, I'm on my way." Raf got up, getting his jacket

"What's happened, Rafa?" Liv asked.

"Peter's in the hospital. He was at Rikers... one of the inmates...had a knife and he stabbed him, he's in surgery."

"I'll drive." Sonny said, getting up and grabbing his keys and jackets from his desk.

Raf didn't hear anything; he just followed Sonny to his car, as Sonny drove, Raf just stared out the window.

"I can't lose him, I already lost one man I love, I can't lose another." Raf whispered.

Sonny grabbed his hand.

"You won't and you never lost me."

"I broke up with you, pushed you away, same thing."

"Broke up, you didn't push me away. I will always be here for you, we're still friends, at least I hope we are." Sonny whispered.

Raf squeezed his hand back.

"Thanks Sonny."

Sonny didn't say anything as he pulled up to the hospital.

"Go on, I'll park the car, be right behind you."

Raf got out, going into the hospital and straight to the front desk.

"How may I help you?"

"My boyfriend was just brought in, Peter Stone. I'm his emergency contact. Rafael Barba."

The woman typed on her computer.

"He's in surgery, Mr. Barba. I'll let the surgeon know you're waiting for an update."

Raf sat down as Sonny came in.

"Any news?"

"In surgery, the doctor will be out after."

Sonny sat beside him, as they both sat in silence. Rafael and Sonny sat there close to thirty minutes before the surgeon came out.

"Rafael Barba?"

"That's me." Raf stood up, shaking his hand.

"Mr. Stone is in recovery, a nurse will be out soon to take you to him."

"How is he?"

"The knife went through his shoulder. We stopped the bleeding and repaired the tissue. We will need to do some more tests but we don't think the prognosis for his shoulder is very good."

Raf didn't say anything.

"Thank you." Sonny whispered, shaking his hand.

The doctor walked away, they sat back down, a nurse came out, taking them both to Peter's room.

"I'll stay out here, you go on in. I'll go get us a cup of bad hospital coffee." Sonny whispered.

"Thanks Sonny." Raf went in and sat down beside Peter's bed.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"How are you feeling?"

Peter just shrugged with his good arm, Raf kissed him. Peter looked down at his hands and quietly said,

"I don't think you need to be here."

"Why?" Raf frowned.

"I think we should see other people." Peter whispered.

Raf felt his heart drop.

"Has someone threatened you?"

"No, why would you say that?" Peter looked at him for the first time.

"Because when a bunch of corrupt CO's came after me I said the same thing to Sonny." Raf leaned forward, grabbing his hand and kissed it.

"A few inmates and co's were in with each other."

"That's normal for Rikers, didn't you do your prison history, when you first came to New York?"

"Not exactly." Peter sighed.

Raf rubbed his arm,

"Is it the same shoulder as your baseball injury?"

"Yeah...and it hurts worse now, than when I tore it."

"You didn't answer my question, have you been threatened?"

Peter sighed deeply.

"No...I haven't been threatened."

"If you haven't been threatened, why did you try to push me away?"

Peter started fidgeting with the blanket whilst avoiding looking at Raf.

"Peter, please don't do this. What on earth is wrong?"

After what seemed like hours of tense silence Peter started shaking slightly.

"You don't need to get stuck with a cripple." The dam burst and the tears came in floods.

Raf just pulled Peter into a bear hug and tried to comfort him.

"Just let it all out. Then you can tell me what this is all about."

Peter snuggled closer and sobbed into Raf's neck. Eventually Peter calmed down and pulled away from Raf.

"I'm okay now. No need to pity me anymore, so just go away."

Raf stepped back looking like a puppy that had just been kicked. All Peter wanted to do was apologize, but he couldn't, not now.

"Alright, you want me to leave you alone. If that is what you really want, then I will, on one condition."

Peter's heart dropped like a stone. He wanted Raf to go but thought he would fight harder than this.

"What's the condition?"

Raf looked at Peter who was acting so out of character and wouldn't even look him in the eye.

"The condition is that you look me in the eyes and tell me why you want me to go and I want the truth, not what you think will work."

Peter looked startled at that.

"What do you mean, the truth?"

"I want you to tell me how bad your shoulder is. I want you to stop trying to do what you think you should do. If it's bad news just tell me, I love you and I always will...we'll get through this together."

Peter looked up at Raf and saw the earnest look on his face. He then burst into tears,

"I'm so sorry Raf. I don't deserve someone as wonderful as you."

Raf sat on the edge of the bed on Peters' good side and hugged him.

"Hey, come on...I now you're gay but all this crying is overkill."

Peter giggled and swatted Raf's shoulder.

"They told me that the odds are I won't have much use of my shoulder once it heals. I didn't want you to stay because you thought you had to."

Raf pulled away,

"You can be so stupid sometimes. Why would you think a shoulder injury would make me want to leave you."

Peter blushed,

"That move you like during sex, well I won't be able to do that anymore."

Raf spluttered and went a bit pink as well.

"Well in that case, bye and I'll see you around." as he started to get up he couldn't keep a straight face and ended up in giggles.

Peter looked sheepish,

"Okay, I'm an idiot."

"Yes you are, but you're my idiot. An idiot I love completely."

Raf stayed with Peter that night. The next day once they were given all the care instructions, Sonny picked them up and took them home. Raf got Peter comfortable on the couch then asked,

"Are you hungry?"

"Yes, I've had nasty hospital food for the last two days."

Raf quickly fixed something, bringing out two plates, a scotch and some water, since Peter couldn't have alcohol with his pain meds. They both ate quickly, Peter not really making eye contact with Raf, they both sat there in silence. Raf got up, taking the plates to the kitchen. Coming out Peter didn't follow him to the bedroom,

"You coming, mi amor?"

Peter nodded, gently getting up, he also had broken ribs. As they laid down, Peter cuddled close to him as he put his arms around him, Raf ran his finger tips up and down his bare back.

"Raf…"

"Shh. Go to sleep. We are okay."

Peter relaxed, letting sleep take his body, falling asleep in Raf arms, on top of Raf, their legs tangled together. Raf lay awake thinking about the last few days. It had been very eventful, he had made peace with Sonny which he hadn't realized had been weighing on his mind. Peter had been stabbed, then he'd tried to end their relationship out of some misguided chivalry. They had got past that thankfully. The doctors had done a few tests before they discharged Peter and the future for his shoulder wasn't as bad as they had feared. They were going to be doing a lot of therapy together but that was better than the previous diagnosis. As Raf drifted off he couldn't help thinking that he'd never been happier.