After having troubles with this fic, I can write again. I'm off on holidays though so all my writing will be on hiatus until I have access to a computer again!
The next day, Sonny and Will meet at the police station. Sonny has pondered a lot and asked his father for advice. Justin was blunt. With softness but firmly, he's convinced his son not to tempt fate by trying and be a hero. Still when Hope, Will's aunt, has put up a unit to go to the meeting point, Sonny and Will have managed to be allowed to come with. They agree to meet up around 9. Until then, Sonny works at Common Ground then comes home to change.
Will is seated on the bed, eyes closed. The key Sonny has given him is placed on the table next to a parcel. Sonny closes his door silently and goes lie next to him. He places his hand on Will's belly who opens his beautiful blue eyes. Sonny drowns in them and draws the energy he needs from them. They look at each other for an eternity of a dozen of minutes the Will asks "Are you OK my love?" Sonny answers simply "You're here, I can't be anything else than perfectly OK." Will smiles and parts his lips to welcome Sonny's mouth that's coming towards him. Sonny pulls Will's body down on the bed and kisses him fervently. They play a little until Sonny's cell beeps a reminder. He jumps off the bed "I have to take a shower, beloved, we're meeting with your aunt soon." Will looks at him through half-closed eyelids and resume his original position.
Will's POV
Sonny seems so composed and in control. My hero. I'm a bundle of nerves, I try not to display it but I can't function very well. We didn't tell my grandpa where we found the cell so they won't look for him over there. I see Sonny tapping away on his cell as he comes back "I had to meet Brian tonight, I just remembered." I grin but inside me I'm relieved. I know he doesn't feel anything for the guy but I can't help it.
I brush his cheek and he kisses mine. We go out, hands clasped in each other's and we don't let go till we reach the car. If I could, I would have driven with only one hand. We get to the police station and find ourselves in police cars, like when I was a kid and grandpa was driving me around the block. I would lean out the window, wearing a kepi one of the police officer had lent me and shouts 'paw paw' with two fingers raised. I feel less brave now. We arrive on the docks and an officer in civil clothing walks to the middle of the harbor. It's really dark and I can hardly see my Sonny leaning against me, but I can hear his quiet breathing and I relax a little.
After about an hour, I can't feel my legs anymore and look for a wall to press my back against but we hear a noise and the officer next to us flattens us against the car. A figure is approaching the other officer. It back away immediately and starts running straight towards us. All at once, the unit switches on their torches and revolving lights and shouts warnings. He trips and is handcuffed while standing in front of Sonny who's petrified. It's Brian. I refrain from enjoying the dark satisfaction of seeing him exposed and grabs Sonny's shoulder, whispering "Everything's fine, my love. I'm here. Breathe." He doesn't look at me but does take a short breath and walks slowly to follow me. We climb back in the car, while Hope is taking Brian in the other. When we reach the station we go in to drink coffee under the insistence of my grandfather. I stroke Sonny's back. He still look flabbergasted. He mumbles "It's not true, I don't believe it." and it hurts to hear that, I fell like he' broken.
I can hear Justin's voice. Was he worried about his son? I don't recall Sonny telling him about all this. I call him but he gives me a reserved and official stare and walks straight to Roman. "I come to see you about your latest arrest. He's a client of mine and there are informations we need to discuss privately." I hear a chair creaking on the floor and Sonny stands up, looking astounded.
Sonny's POV
It was Brian. That's who I noticed at my father's office. That's what he was talking about the other day. I did go past him. Is Dad working for a crook? I run out the station. I hear Will's voice behind me and slow down. He reaches me and puts his hand under my elbow. He gently guide me to his car and drives for a while. But not to my place. He's parking in front of his parent's place.