After viewing the studio apartment, Sonny takes me back to the motel. On the ride back, he gets a call he has to take "Carisi." He answers. "Oh, alright." He responds after a few seconds. "Well, if that's what they want. Yes, sure." He goes on "No problem Lieutenant. I'll check in tomorrow."
"Everything okay?" I ask him after he hangs up, knowing that was Benson.
He looks over at me "it's fine" and smiles. We get out of the taxi and he pays the driver. "I'll walk you upstairs, can you just give me one moment?" He asks holding a finger up. I nod and take a seat on an old chair while he goes over to the check-in counter. "Alright, lets go." He comes back over and I stand to walk up with him. "So, what'd you think of the apartment?" He asks.
"It's got potential. Needs some work done that I just can't afford right now though." I explain to him as we get up to the second floor.
He looks down the hall for anyone lingering around and once he's satisified he leads the way to my door "I wouldn't mind helping, I know my way around a kitchen sink." He offers kindly.
I chuckle a little "you can cook and are handy? What a catch!" I exclaim over excitingly and we both laugh. "Thanks for coming with me Sonny." I say as I use the key to unlock the door. "I felt a lot better going with someone."
"Happy to." He answers back.
I look down at my watch and notice that it's past 8:30. "Huh, Rollins and Finn told me they'd have someone here on watch at 8." I say out loud wondering where they could be, nervous I'll be alone tonight.
"Well, about that." Sonny takes a key out of his pocket "I'll actually be staying in the room next to yours." He semi smirks, as if reading my mind he answers my question "turns out, the Dominick written on his wall was directed at me. In order to kill two birds they're going to have me keep watch by keeping me next door. For my protection and yours." His smile fades.
"Well, I'm sorry you have to spend your time here watching out for me." I say opposing the idea.
He shakes his head "I'm not." He smiles. "Get some rest Addison, I'll see you in the morning." He tells me, putting his hand on my shoulder and giving it a small squeeze.
"Goodnight." I say back, closing the door as he moves to open his next door.
After getting inside, I take a long shower and crawl into bed. It's 10 P.M now but I can't sleep. Just when things started to feel just a tad normal, Jacob escapes. His freedom brings back my anxiety, only able to think about what he will do to me if he finds me. I slip out of the bed and go over to the piece of wood that is connecting Sonny's room to mine. I knock on it gently, hoping not to wake him if he's already sleeping. He opens the door, still fully dressed in his suit "everything okay?" He asks in a caring manner.
"It's fine, I was just wondering if I could leave the door open tonight? I'd feel safer." I tell him openly.
"Sure." He smiles kindly and leaves the door open before heading back into his room. I go back into the bed, pulling my shorts off once under the covers and close my eyes, the light from his room giving me comfort enough to drift off.
There's a loud banging that wakes me from my slumber. I sit up quickly, my breathe getting caught in my chest. Before I could call out to Sonny he's already through the open connected door, with his gun in his hand. He looks at me to make sure I am alright and I stare at him with fear and wonder. He takes the gun and holds it in front of him with both hands, ready to shoot if need be. The knocking picks up again just as loud and he slowly walks towards it. He peaks through the peephole and turns to me "It's Jason." He whispers.
I dart out of the bed and open the door bewildered "Jason, what are you doing here?" I ask him.
He stumbles forward into the room, clearly drunk and mutters "They told me you were on the list on the wall, I wanted to make sure you were okay." All of his words blur together.
Sonny peeked outside, looking both ways before shutting the door, causing Jason to turn and look. He eyes Sonny up and down, standing there only in his boxer briefs, gun in hand, and then he looks at me only in a long t-shirt "did I interrupt something?" He asks with jealousy oozing off his lips.
"Just sleeping. Jason, how much did you have to drink?" I ask him, going over to help him stumble his way to the bed.
Sonnny walks over back to the connecting door "I'll let you two talk."
He goes to shut the door but I stop him "leave it open, please." He nods agreeing and keeps it half way shut. "Jason, you can't just show up here. How did you even know I was here?" I ask him worried.
"The officer watching my building knew, I paid him off to bring me here." He tells me, laying himself on the bed.
"What if you were followed?" I ask him angrily. He could be putting all of us at risk, for God knows what reason.
He shakes his head "we weren't." He simply says "You got any booze here?" He asks lifting his head up a little to look around.
"I'll get you some water." I respond, standing up to move to the bathroom sink. I fill the glass with water and bring it over to him. He chugs it down and hands me the glass after it's empty "Jason." I sigh his name, not sure what to say to him. I sit silently, and it doesn't take long to realize he has passed out, his breathe steady and a small snore emitting off his lips. I turn his body as best I can, so if he gets sick he's not on his back. After, I slowly creep to the door and walk into Sonny's room, closing it behind me.
"He okay?" He asks me, laying on the bed. He's still only in his boxer briefs, not expecting me to come into his room.
I look away embarrassed but respond "he's passed out on the bed. Can I stay in here tonight?" I ask him.
"Of course." He scoots closer to the end of his queen bed and I slowly walk to the other side. I sit on the bed slowly, not getting under the covers and lay as he is, our backs against the headboard.
Minutes pass in silence and I still can't sleep. I say in a whisper "can you sleep?"
He answers in a low voice "no" almost with a chuckle.
He has left the light on in the room and I turn to look at his face "can I ask you something?"
"Anything." He responds.
"Will my life ever be normal again?" I ask, wondering when all of this will end.
He looks at me with a side glance before opening his arm, suggesting I come lay with him. I inch closer to him, putting my head on his bare chest. He wraps the arm around my side and I lift my leg up, putting it near his abdomen. "What's normal to you?" He asks me, rubbing his fingers down through my hair.
"Good question." I say back to him, not truly knowing what I would want normal to look like. After thinking about it for a minute I answer him "I think I'd like this to be my new normal."
I bite my lip, wondering if I went too far in saying that to him. His chest falls up then down before responding "I'd like that too." He says. I stop biting my lower lip and smile wide, wrapping my own arm around him. "Except, I don't know how much of this I can take." He looks down to me with a smirk and I look up to him with confused and worried eyes. "You laying here in bed with me, wearing my T-shirt is drivin' me crazy." He smiles and I blush at the compliment, fully aware of his erected member under my leg.
I lean up towards him and kiss his lips. They aren't chapped like they were last night and he returns my pace, taking control. I move without breaking our kiss, sitting on top of him and putting my hands on the side of his head. He wraps his hands around my waist, over the t-shirt. Holding me tightly and occasionally rubbing at my back as we continue to explore each others mouths with our tongues.
Holding me tightly and occasionally rubbing at my back as we continue to explore each others mouths with our tongues
