Here's a quick update for you all :)

After a substantial amount of persuasion, Benson was able to get Barba to sit down on Munch's couch and take a sip of water. She sat down next to him, "we're going to keep you safe, Raf, you don't have to worry about that," she said.

Rollins walked over to the pair when she saw that Benson's words failed to assuage his fear. Of course they did, Benson was operating under the false assumption that Barba was worried about his own life. That he was even thinking about his own safety.

"And you know what," Amanda put a hand on his shoulder, something she would have never done in a normal situation, "Carisi's got the best doctors helping him right now. He's strong, we all know that. I bet he'll be awake soon enough complaining that he didn't get to eat his gyros." She smiled and held Barba's eyes for a moment, trying to reassure him.

Because that was her job, to reassure others even when her own mind was going over the possibility that Sonny could be dying right now.

Benson looked between them before speaking again, "when I got to Carisi he kept repeating 'they knew' and then he said 'me and Raf'." Olivia looked at Barba whose complexion began to pale, "I couldn't get him to say anymore," Olivia continued, "any idea what he could have been trying to tell me?"

Barba turned his head slowly and made eye contact with Amanda, "do you think?" He asked, something like desperation in his voice.

"Maybe," Amanda nodded. Although they had never directly spoken about it, Rollins knew she was the only person that Carisi had told.

"What's going on?" Benson pressed.

"He only told you," Barba stated, his voice taking on a tinge of accusation as he glared at Rollins.

"I didn't tell anyone, I swear."

Barba's eyes narrowed as he stared at Rollins, continuing to ignore Benson's questions. Amanda was the only one who knew, and if he was right about what Sonny had been talking about, then the person who shot him had also known. And maybe in a normal situation he would have been able to look beyond that, analyze what was happening, but this wasn't normal, and someone had shot Sonny. And right now he was looking at the only person who knew.

"If you want me dead you've got a gun right there." All he could hear was his own heart beating.

He didn't hear Rollins' protests or Benson's increasingly demanding questions.

Instead he thought of the kiss that Sonny had placed on his forehead. Would that be the last time he felt Sonny's lips? Would their one moment together be their only one?

And in that moment he wished he could do it all over again. That he could kiss Sonny back that night in his apartment. That he could hold him close and whisper into his ear. That he could feel Sonny's body against his own, so he could memorize every aspect of him. His smell, his taste, every crease of his body.

So that he could be the one on the other side of that gun.

But inevitably Sonny disappeared until all Rafael could feel was the lingering of where his lips had been.

"Rafael," Benson's words were sharp as she pulled him back into the present.

He turned to look at her, his eyes focusing.

"Is what Amanda said true? Are you and Carisi together?"

"Yes," he answered, and then added, "Rollins was the only one who knew."

"You have to know I'm not involved in this!" She protested.

"Then how did they know?"

"Jesus, Barba! There's no way I would hurt Sonny!"

"Okay, both of you, stop," Benson commanded.

They both paused and looked at her.

"Amanda, are you sure you didn't say anything? A slip of the tongue maybe?"

"I'm positive," she said.

Olivia nodded, "Barba, you're sure Carisi didn't tell anyone else about this?"

"Yes," he said, "we agreed we weren't going to tell anyone until we spoke to you and the DA."

"He only told me because we talked before the two of you..." Rollins trailed off.

"I know," Barba sighed and slumped back against the couch.

"Think about where you talked, or..." Benson paused for a moment, "could anyone have overheard you?"

"We were in my office," Barba said.

Benson furrowed her brows, "we already swept that for bugs."

"He told me in the squadroom," Amanda said.

"We need to check out the squadroom."

Munch stood from where he had been sitting in the other corner of the living room, "I've got it," he said, "I may or may not already have some equipment to sweep for bugs."

"Of course you do," Rollins rolled her eyes, but then she let out a half smile and added, "I'll check security cameras."

Benson hesitated, but then finally nodded, "stay together, take all possible precautions. I don't want to end up with another detective in the hospital."

"Got it, Cap," Amanda nodded as she stood.

"We've got it covered, Liv," Munch added.