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Chapter 4
Antonio Dawson cursed as he pulled up outside his sister's apartment. The weather was looking worse than it had when he left the district, but Gabby insisted he deliver the pictures from his daughter's party immediately. He scowled to himself as he parked, it could have waited until after the storm passed. He dashed up the sidewalk inside the building. Reaching Gabby's apartment, his sister did not answer the door, but her friend had. Antonio had seen the pretty blonde around, especially at the calls where the Intelligence unit had called for paramedics, but they had never actually had a real conversation before.
She started at him with an expectant look on her face, and he cursed as he realized she had asked him a question as he stood there. Cursing internally he said, "I'm looking for Gabby." She tilted her head to the side, "She's not here right now. With the weather, she probably won't be back until tomorrow. Are those the pictures she was looking for? I can take them for you." Antonio cursed out loud, "Yeah, if you don't mind. Thanks Sarah." The blonde glared at him, and snatched the pictures from his hand before stepping back and slamming the door in his face. Antonio stepped back, surprised. He couldn't think of anything he had done to piss her off.
He walked back towards the entryway to the complex, dialing Gabby as he went. "Hey Gabby, I dropped the pictures off with your roommate. I think I did something to piss her off." Gabby's voice was tiny through the speaker, "What did you do?" Antonio frowned, and paused just inside the entryway, "I don't know." Gabby laughed, "Why don't you tell me exactly what happened." Antonio scowled, "I knocked, she answered. I asked for you, and she said you weren't there. Then she offered to take the pictures, so I said thanks Sarah. I don't know what pissed her off." Antonio was not prepared for the onslaught of laughter from Gabby. "Well, first of all, her name isn't Sarah, its Sylvie. " Antonio cursed. Gabby laughed again, "Thanks for dropping the pictures off. I thought I would be home by now, but I'm going to have to stay with Stella tonight." "Yeah, no problem."
Disconnecting the call, Antonio went to walk outside when the storm took a turn and dumped out the rain. Staring out the door in disbelief, Antonio mutter, "You have got to be kidding me." He wasn't going to be able to drive in this weather. He looked towards the stairs. Hopefully his sister's roommate would let him stay until the storm passed.
Pausing, he took a deep breath before knocking on the door. Sylvie opened the door, and stood in the doorway with a raised eyebrow. "Sylvie, listen. I'm sorry I got your name wrong. Its been a long day. But I need a favor. I can't drive, and I need some place to stay until this storm passes." Sylvie sighed, "No, I should apologize. Its just been a bad day. Come in. Did you want to stay in Gabby's room?" Antonio laughed, "Nah, the couch is fine. She'd kill me if I went anywhere near her room."
Sylvie gave a strained smile, "I'll get you some blankets." A loud boom of thunder sounded throughout the room, and Sylvie winced.
As she walked out of the bedroom, another loud boom of thunder sounded, but this time, the lights went out. Sylvie shrieked in surprise. Antonio chuckled, "You're not scared of the dark, are you?" In the dim light, he could just make out her glare. He chuckled again. Sylvie threw the blankets at him and stormed back towards her bedroom. Instead of walking into the bedroom, she walked into the wall next to the door. In the reduced lighting, what she had thought was her bedroom door was just another section of wall. She cursed. She could hear Antonio laughing at her from the living room, and she cursed louder.
Cringing as another boom of thunder sounded throughout the apartment, she went about readying herself for bed. Turning towards where she thought the door was as a soft knock was heard, she snapped, "What?" Antonio pushed open the door, "Hey, listen. I'm sorry for laughing. I didn't mean to make fun of you." Sylvie just glared. Just then, an even louder crash sounded throughout the apartment, and immediately after the room lit up with lightening. Sylvie squeaked and raced towards Antonio.
Staring down at the blonde in his arms in surprise, her grip tightened as another crash echoed throughout the apartment. His face softening, he pulled away slightly, "Let me know when you're ready for bed, ok?" Staring up at him, Sylvie nodded.
In the living room, Antonio took off his shoes, and his shirt. The shirt he left folded on the couch, before heading back to Sylvie's room in just his blue jeans. He knocked softly on the door, and opened it at her soft "Come in."
As Antonio walked back into her room, Sylvie tried to will the red in her cheeks to go away. She moved over slightly as he walked to the bed. He got in with her, and pulled up the bedding before turning to her, "Hey, it will be ok. I'll be right here." Sylvie nodded, slightly ashamed of her fear. Snuggling into her side, she thought on the man in bed with her. She had been crushing on him since she had first met him, and he didn't even know her name. She had no doubt that he had talked to Gabby and that was how he realized he had her name wrong. Drifting off to sleep, she didn't notice Antonio's eyes on her.
Around 1AM, another crash of thunder woke her, and she shot up in bed. Next to her, Antonio also sat up. "Hey, are you ok?" Sylvie nodded silently before laying back down, and facing the wall, with her back to him. Hesitating slightly, he moved towards her and turned on his side to face her back. Once close enough, he draped his arm around her waist and pulled her towards him. "Go back to sleep," he whispered. Feeling her nod, he also drifted back to sleep, smelling the sweet strawberries of her shampoo.
The next morning, Antonio woke first. The sun was shining, so the storm had finally passed through the city. He still had his arm around Sylvie, though they had shifted in the night, so that her face was pressed into his chest.
Moving slowly, so as not to wake her, he slid off the bed. She mumbled slightly, but snuggled deeper into her pillows. He stopped himself as he was reaching to move her hair from infront of her face. He shook his head slightly, and then moved quietly out of the room.
As he was slipping on his t-shirt, the front door opened, and Gabby stopped and stared. "Antonio?" "Hey Gabby, I couldn't drive with the storm, so I stayed the night." Gabby smiled, "You mean you were brave enough to come back up here after Sylvie slammed the door in y our face?" He laughed, "Yeah, she seemed pretty freaked out about the storm though." Gabby nodded, "Yeah, she's not a fan." Antonio gave Gabby a quick hug, "I need to get going, I'll see you later." "Yep, bye Antonio."
An hour or so later, Sylvie woke up. As she opened her eyes, she realized that she was alone. She breathed deeply, she could still smell him. She scowled, and said to herself, "Ok, no more of that. That's weird."
A week passed before she saw Antonio again. As Sylvie walked into Molly's she saw Antonio sitting at the bar near where Gabby was serving drinks. She hesitated before heading over. Forcing a smile on her face, she said, "Detective, how are you?" Sylvie was just sipping on the drink Gabby had placed in front of her as he replied, "Great. What about you scaredy cat?" Gabby stopped and started at Antonio as Sylvie set her drink down, "Come again?"
Antonio was taking a drink of his beer, and didn't notice the look in Sylvie's eyes. "The last time I saw you, that storm had you pretty scared." He raised an eyebrow, "It was a joke." Sylvie's smile was more a grimace at that point, "Really, a joke. Well, how is this for a joke?" At the word joke, she dumped her drink on his head and stalked out of the bar.
Cursing, he noticed Gabby was glaring at him. "Her mother died in a storm. She was out driving, and a flash flood washed the vehicle off the road. Sylvie was six, and in the car at the time. She hasn't liked storms since, because they remind her of that. Way to be an ass, 'Tonio." He scowled, "I didn't know."
Gabby signed, "I know. And I know once she cools down Brett will feel bad and come find you to apologize." Antonio shook his head slightly, "No, I think I should apologize." He laid money on the bar, "Thanks for letting me know." Gabby nodded, but didn't say anything as she watched her brother walk out of the bar.
Spotting Sylvie a ways ahead of him, Antonio called out, "Hey Sylvie! Hey, wait a second." Sylvie kept walking, so Antonio didn't know if she just hadn't heard him. Finally catching up, he grabbed her shoulder, "Hey, listen. I'm sorry. I didn't know, but I shouldn't have made fun of you." Sylvie stared straight ahead, but didn't look at him. "No, its fine. I'm sorry for dumping my drink on you," she said woodenly.
"Nah, I deserved it." He smiled at her, "Will you smile if I let you do it again?" Sylvie couldn't help the slight smile. He grinned, "Ah, there it is!"
End…
