A/N: It's here. The very requested Antonio POV. I hope I've done him justice. I love Antonio's relationship with Gabby, and I think it's fun to explore his divorce with Laura and his love for his kids a bit. Plus, cute relationship development. Enjoy!

Antonio's POV

"Listen, Laura," Antonio sighed, leaning back in his chair at his desk. "Just let me see the kids for one day this weekend, just Saturday or Sunday. I need to see them, and you know I do."

"You're not seeing them this weekend, Antonio!" Laura exclaimed through the phone. "I've got my parents visiting this weekend and they want to see them. You'll get them at Christmas for a day, I've told you that before."

"Christmas is weeks away, Laura! They're just as much my kids as yours and I deserve to see them just as much as you see them. This should not be so goddamned complicated." Antonio ran a hand through his hair, messing it up in frustration.

He hadn't seen his kids in months, and he missed them. He knew he was right here - Eva and Diego needed to spend time with their father just as much as their mother, even if they were dealing with the divorce. They were his kids, he'd raised them. He'd been the one to care for Diego after he'd been taken by Pulpo. He needed to see them.

"I'm not negotiating this, Antonio," Laura stated, very bluntly, he noted, through the phone line. "You'll see them at Christmas, I'm sure you can live without them until then. Now, if you don't mind, I'm busy. I'll talk to you later."

She hung up the phone call on him and Antonio, annoyed, slammed his phone down onto his desk, hitting his fist against the wooden surface.

"Woah, there, Bruce Banner. Don't go breaking the desk," Gabby chuckled, walking up the stairs and stopping in front of his desk. "What's got you all fired up? Bad case?"

Antonio shook his head and leant back in his chair, just wishing all the stress with the divorce would disappear soon. He missed his kids, and he knew Gabby missed them too.

"If you call Laura negotiating the kids with me a bad case, sure, sis." He scoffed, his eyes still focused on the desk in front of him. "She won't let me see them until Christmas."

"Oh, come on. Is she serious? I thought she'd be more mature about all this. It's not like suddenly after a divorce you stop becoming their father," Gabby rolled her eyes, sitting down on the edge of her brothers desk.

"That's Laura for you," he shrugged, trying to keep his tone neutral. "Enough of her. What brings you to Intelligence, sis?" He asked, wanting to both drop the Laura talk and figure out what his sister was doing at the precinct.

Gabby nodded, wanting to stop talking about Laura too - she'd done nothing these past few months other than make Antonio unhappy, and she'd had enough of it. "Well, it's my day off so I came to ask you about the case with Sylvie. She told me you stopped by a few days ago and talked to her about some new information. Anything else new come in?"

"I'm guessing Brett filled you in?" Gabby nodded. "We've got barely anything else since then. No leads about who the third guy could be, but we're looking. You can't doubt us on that. The whole of Intelligence just wants this all to be over, for both you and Sylvie's sake. The idea of you two being in danger isn't a kind idea towards us."

"No shit," Gabby sighed, entwining her fingers together. "If you get any new stuff, let us know, okay, Tonio? We want to be the first to hear if you get this guy."

Antonio nodded at her. "For sure, sis. You and Sylvie are priority to this case right now. Just hope it won't be long until we find the guy. How's Louie doing, by the way? And how were those cookies?"

Gabby grinned at him. "Those cookies just reinforced the fact that Sylvie is most definitely a secret chef. They were damned good, even if the icing was a little messy. Sylvie's good for Louie. She's bubbly, she's fun. He needs that, especially if Matt and I aren't having the greatest day."

"How are you and Matt, then? Now that you've brought it up, I want to know how my little sister and her relationship are going."

"We're great," Gabby smiled. "Honestly, Tonio. I'm really happy with where we are right now. I didn't think he'd want to take on Louie, but he's been so great with him. I'm finally starting to feel like we're a little family, even if Sylvie's staying with us now. It's good."

Antonio chuckled at her and nodded. "I'm so damned happy for you, sis. You and Matt have gone through the ringer and back, you deserve this more than anyone I know. Especially now you've got Lou," he stated. "And if you and Matt ever want some alone time with Louie as a family, call me. I'm happy to take Sylvie out when I can."

Gabby winked at him, standing up from the desk and looking down at him. "How serious are you two anyway?" She asked, crossing her arms across her chest.

Antonio shrugged at her. "We haven't really discussed it, sis. I don't know if we're properly serious or anything. We should probably clarify it at some point..." he trailed off.

"Talk to her about it, Tonio," Gabby sighed. "This isn't going to go anywhere if you two aren't talking. Are you dating, are you not? Are you boyfriend and girlfriend, are you not? She deserves the clarification just as much as you do."

"I know," Antonio agreed. "She's off work today too, right?"

Gabby nodded at him.

"I'll organise something for tonight," he suggested. "It feels so odd to be talking about this with you of all people, sis. I mean, I thought that I'd be with Laura forever, and now I'm not. I don't know... I feel too old to be getting into a new relationship." He chuckled.

Gabby rolled her eyes at him. "Hey, don't take my words literally. You and Sylvie are good together, who cares if you're practically ancient now?"

Antonio scoffed. "Ha-ha, Gabriela, you're hilarious," he stood up from his chair. "But really, thanks for being there, sis." He pulled her into a hug, holding her tight. He was grateful to have someone like Gabby in his life and he always would be.

Pulling away, he pressed a kiss to her cheek. "Go home to Matt and Louie, I'll see you later, sis," he smiled. "Stay safe out there."

Later that evening

"Oh, hey, Antonio, nice of you to drop by!" Sylvie smiled, hopping off of the couch and turning off the television. He hadn't been able to see what she'd been watching before, but he figured that she'd turned it off just to be kind, rather than being embarrassed of what was on.

"Figured I'd drop in and ask if you were free tonight," he replied, leaning against the side of the kitchen bench. "Gabby came and saw me earlier, gave me an idea."

Sylvie nodded at him, dropping the remote back onto the coffee table and looking up at him. He couldn't help but notice how adorable she looked - dressed in what he believed were probably a pair of old sweatpants and a shirt with the logo of the Rolling Stones on the front of it. Her hair was tied up into a messy ponytail, and he figured she'd just left it that way after her shift had ended.

"What did you have in mind?" She questioned, crossing her arms across her chest and looking over at him.

"Dinner and a movie back at mine?" He suggested. "Interested?"

Sylvie grinned at him and nodded her head. "Definitely. If you wait here I'll go and get changed into something other than these ratty pyjamas and meet you back out here." She smiled, disappearing into her bedroom.

Antonio waited outside, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked around at Gabby and Matt's place. It was small, but not small enough to be confining, he realised. Louie obviously had his space in with Gabby and Matt. He made a mental note to bring up the living conditions with Gabby later - if she wanted more space with Matt, he'd suggest Sylvie come and stay with him. Now that he knew his kids wouldn't be at his place until Christmas, he knew there would be a spare bed. Plus, the patrol car would only have to watch for Gabby considering that Antonio would be there for Sylvie.

Sylvie appeared in front of him a few minutes later, now dressed in a pair of jeans and a blue and white long sleeved shirt. "Good to go?" She smiled.

Antonio nodded at her, stepping toward her and capturing her hand in his before leading her to the front door and outside toward his car. Only a few months ago he'd rarely had anyone else in his car other than himself, yet now, he found that Sylvie was a constant visitor in it. He didn't mind, either, she was good company.

The car ride back to Antonio's took just under half an hour due to the surprisingly good traffic. He opened up the car door for her and took her hand again, leading her upstairs into his apartment and closing the door behind him.

"What are we eating?" Sylvie asked, sitting her bag on the counter and taking a seat on one of the bench chairs. He remembered that Sylvie had been here a few weeks ago, and had slept happily in the spare bed in the spare room. He knew that, if it came down to it, Sylvie would enjoy it here with him.

Antonio shrugged, before laughing softly. "I hadn't really thought that far. I'm not the best cook. Most days I don't even have the energy to put a pizza in the microwave and eat it."

Sylvie grinned at him and slid off the chair, walking around to stand beside him in the kitchen. "Help me cook something, then," She suggested, raising her eyebrows at him. "I make a kick-ass chicken stir-fry."

"Gabby was right," Antonio groaned, rubbing his stomach in satisfaction before laughing softly. "You are a secret chef."

Sylvie let out a loud, and very adorable, laugh. "It's my secret, you're right. That's all I'm hiding. The fact that every Tuesday night I work at a secret restaurant in downtown Chicago," she joked.

Antonio smirked at her and shook his head. "Really, though, Brett, that was amazing. I don't know what I'd do without you."

He didn't miss her smile falter just a little, and his smile instantly turned into a frown as he reached for her hand across the table. "Hey, what's wrong?"

Sylvie shook her head and put on a smile. "Absolutely nothing, Antonio, don't you worry."

"Sylvie, I'm a cop. I know when people are lying."

"Ugh, fine," she groaned, shaking her head. "I don't know what we're doing - this, us... what are we, Antonio?"

Antonio moved to crouch on the ground in front of her, making them around the same height. He frowned, taking both of her hands in his. "We're whatever you want us to be, Sylvie," he sighed. "What do you want us to be?"

Sylvie thought for a moment before speaking, looking directly into Antonio's eyes. "Do you think we're both ready for a commitment like this? A real commitment?"

"I'm ready for it if you are," Antonio nodded, reaching his hands up to gently hold her face. He leant in and pressed his lips to hers, smiling as he pulled away. "If you want to tell people we're in a relationship, that we're testing this all out, I'm cool with it."

"Then we are," Sylvie smiled, leaning back into him and kissing him softly before pulling away. "You're my... boyfriend. We're in a relationship..."

Antonio smirked at her and stood back up again, grabbing their empty plates from dinner and taking them over to the sink. "You got that right, baby."