"Addison, wake up, wake up." Sonny's voice and the small shaking of my body wakes me and I open my eyes to see him sitting over me. "Everything okay darlin'?" He asks me softly, rubbing at my face.
I can feel the dampness of a tear being wiped away and I nod "just a bad dream. Thanks for waking me." I say in return.
"Sorry I took so long, had to go see internal affairs. But everything is squared away. I just wanted to let you know we'll be leaving in the morning." He explains.
"To where?" I ask.
He shakes his head and shrugs "not sure yet. Why don't you go back to sleep, I'll be right over here." He goes to stand up and move to another cot.
"Wait." I stop him by grabbing his hand. "Stay here?" I ask him hopefully.
I don't want to have another dream, and I'll feel better with him next to me. "Sure." He smiles softly back and I move in so he can lay next to me.
I wake up sometime later still wrapped in Sonny's arm. I turn around to face and my movement weakens him. He looks at me with a toothless grin and I smile back "morning."
"Morning beautiful. Are you ready to get going?" He asks.
I nod and we both sit up, stretching ourselves as we stand off the small cot. I straighten out my clothes as best as possible and pick up my bag. I follow Sonny out of the room and towards his desk. The precinct is pretty dead, due to the fact of it being 5:12 in the morning. Finn sits at a desk and turns once Sonny calls his name "you drew the late night shift? Sorry man."
"lieutenant needed someone she can trust to keep an eye on you." He jokes with him "you two are being picked up by agents at 7." He informs us.
"Agents?" I look to Sonny.
He nods "the Governor officially got the case moved to the FBI. They're taking over after what happened yesterday." He explains to me.
"And what about you?" I ask him. I know they were putting him on my protective detail case as he was under a threat too, but with the FBI taking over, would he stay at work?
He shrugs "not sure, but I'll be asking Benson that when she gets in." He suggests we move by walking towards the door "let's get some coffee."
Benson walks into the squad room around 6. As soon as she see's us she calls out "Sonny, my office" without looking in our direction and continues walking. "Good luck" I say as he walks out.
I wait impatiently for him to come out of her office and after about 20 minutes he comes out with a scowl on his face and comes to where I'm sitting "the FBI wants us all to stay at the same place, so we're going to the governors brownstone." He says standing next to me rolling his eyes.
"Is that were Jason is? Isn't that the worst place to be?" I ask him.
"I said that, but that's the plan the FBI has." He responds.
At 7 the FBI arrives at the precinct and talks with Sonny and Benson in her office. While I wait for them to be finished, Rollins returns to work and I fill her in on what's happening. She shakes her head "Damn, we really need Carisi in here." She answers back.
"What do you mean?" I ask, not sure what she's saying.
She looks at me to elaborate "well, they're not going to let him come into work then travel back out to the brownstone. He's going to be getting P.T.O."
"So any new cases that come in, he can't be on?" I ask, making sure I understand.
"Yup." She nods and leaves me to go to her desk.
Sonny and Benson are the last two out of her office. There are now 2 agents and the three of us standing together. "You two can grab your things and follow us." One directs before turning to shake Benson's hand and leaving.
I go to pick up my bag but Sonny gets them both "I'm sorry about this lieutenant Benson." I say with an apologetic glance.
She smiles softly "it's nothing to apologize for, and please, call me Olivia." She begins to walks us out "we'll get him off the streets soon, just hang in there." She encourages me "I'll talk to you soon Carisi." She tells him before the elevator doors close on us.
"This is Addison Collins, Addison, this is agent Fulmer and Agent Frey." Sonny introduces us with annoyance oozing into his tone.
"Hi guys." I say shyly back. One gives me a smirk and a nod and the other keeps his attention ahead. We get into the back of an unmarked black SUV and pull away from the precinct. "So, what do we do once we get there? Just hang out?" I ask Sonny in a whisper.
He shrugs with an eye roll "I guess whatever these guys allow us to do. No one wants to tell me anything."
I give him an apologetic smile and turn my attention back outside the tinted windows. After I figured we'd made a handful of unnecessary turns we arrive at the Governors brownstone. There are 4 different agents outside the building and 2 other SUVs parked on the street that I can see. "All of this for us?" I ask as Sonny slides out the car.
"All this for them." He retorts back meaning Jason and his father.
"Follow me." The man who didn't look at me when Sonny introduced us says and we both follow them up the steps and into the home. A man is waiting inside the door and takes our bags to search them.
He searches through mine first then let's me pass. He goes to start searching through Sonny's but pauses before unzipping "you'll need to turn over your weapon, sir."
"Are you series?" Sonny asks annoyed at the request. "I'm a NYC detective, I'm permitted to carry."
The man doesn't move or change his tone "outside these walls, yes. However, we have a protocol to follow in here and that means you'll need to turn over your weapon."
Sonny rolls his eyes with a scoff and pulls his gun from its holster "there's one in the side pocket of the bag too." He tells him about the other gun he hid under the mattress. The man nods to him and begins to unzip that pocket. He takes the gun out and passes the bag back to Sonny without further looking in it.
"You may go in." The agent says and Sonny returns his direction to follow us in.
"Glad he didn't check the other pocket." Sonny winks and whispers as we walk in.
