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New York PEN § 245.00 by Robin Hood (kjack89) for tobeconspicuous, AHumanFemale
Fandoms: Law & Order: SVU
19 Aug 2017
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“And then did you arrest them?” Barba asked, still smirking.
Carisi shrugged. “Of course not,” he scoffed. “What, and cite ‘em with public indecency? They were young and stupid. Not worth ruining their lives over.” Barba made a face like he didn’t agree and Carisi narrowed his eyes at him. “I don’t think you’d find a cop anywhere who’d be willing to throw a couple of teenagers in jail for that. Besides, they got cited for underage drinking along with the rest of the kids at the party. That’s punishment enough.”
There was something strange in Barba’s expression as he looked at Carisi, and Carisi swallowed, hard, recognizing that look far too well. Barba smirked and drained his scotch. “Well, on that note, it’s past time that I went home. Detective, walk me out?”
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“It’s not really in your job description, but I keep trying to hang a painting and the mount won’t stay in place.”
“Oh, you need a stud.”
Rafael looked at Sonny, wide eyed. “I’m sorry?”
“A stud. You know, behind the drywall. You gotta have a stud to do a proper mount.”
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"I wish you were accredited so I could sue you into the ground for malpractice," Barba said viciously. Well, he should have known it might not work. Sonny was a cop, not a physiotherapist. | Barba hurts his back. Sonny has some ideas that might help. Keyword: might.
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Barba’s narrowed eyes flashed over him, assessing, and he knew any hope he had that Barba had by some miracle not managed to catch that was futile. “And you’re still interested?” he asked, voice soft and quiet and tripping some alarm in Sonny that blared “deadly.” He’s a danger to you, his mind screamed at him. He’ll eat you alive.
“Definitely.”
No one ever accused Sonny Carisi of being a coward. Or of having a strong sense of self-preservation.
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"Get out of my office, detective," snaps Rafael.
"Sure thing," says Carisi, insufferably cheerful. Rafael glares him to the door, at which point Carisi turns back, hands resting lightly on either side of the frame, and says, "I like you, Barba."
"Oh, God," says Rafael. "What could I possibly have done to deserve such an honour? Please, tell me so I don't do it again."
Carisi grins and says, "You didn't do anything."
"Enlightening," says Rafael dryly.
Carisi just shrugs as he drops his arms and says, "You're you."
Rafael blinks at the empty doorway, paused for a long moment before he shakes himself out of it.