#he absolutely does because he usually follws it

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AMA Pt8

Sonny woke you up the next morning unintentionally by singing in the shower. His voice carried from the bathroom and into his bedroom, along with the smell of his body wash. You stretched slowly and sat up, sitting on the edge of the bed to listen to the crooning of your boyfriend - at least, you assumed you were still together and this wasn't just an attempt to keep you safe. When he finally shut the water off, you heard the curtain slide back and saw the shadow of his feet moving beneath the door. He stepped out into the room with the towel slung low around his hips and his wet hair a beautiful mess. He was everything you could have ever wished for and possibly even more, so you were mesmerized that he felt the same way about you. Looking at him now, it was like he was a god and you, well you felt unworthy to gaze upon him.  "Oh," he nearly gasped when he saw that you were awake and looking at him. Your face, which had turned red immediately, turned away so that you could find something interesting to look at on the ground. "Sorry," you muttered and kept your eyes averted. Sonny, somehow a morning person, let out a soft laugh and approached you slowly. When he was only a few inches away, he placed a finger under your chin to bring your focus back to him. "Good morning, doll. How'd you sleep?" he asked, but before you'd had the chance to answer, he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. "Mmm, pretty good," you replied against his lips, pressing a few more kisses to his mouth before pulling away. It didn't seem like the right time to get carried away. "Work today?" You never knew what his schedule was, between court cases, follow ups and actual time down at the precint, it was a gray area. "No. Well, yes," he corrected himself and sat down beside you. He let out a sigh, implying frustration as he reached for your hand and laced your fingers together. "I've just got a few things - really just a few - to do, and you do, too." "I do?" You arched a brow. He nodded and leaned his shoulder against yours. "About last night." Suddenly, reality came flooding back. Last night was a nightmare. A woman who looked like you and had a name eerily similar to you had been murdered in your apartment building. To chalk it up to coincidence would have been your best bet, but Sonny wouldn't allow it and had demanded a proper investigation. The only problem, you suddenly realized, was that he couldn't be a part of the investiagion because of his relationship to you. So, you supposed it was questions and speculations today. "Sure. That makes sense," you said with a firm nod. Involuntarily, you squeezed his hand, giving away your apprehensions without realizing it. "You're gonna be fine, Y/N. I'll be with you the whole time." It was a promise and a fact, and it gave you the motivation to get up and shower, too, so that you could get everything over with.

At the station, you were greeted by a group of people you didn't know - though it seemed that they all knew you. You met Detective Rollins and fought the urge to hate her, though it wasn't easy, and then met Lt. Olivia Benson - whom you immediately liked. Fin, you were told, wasn't there yet but he'd be back later, the ADA had just left, but the slew of officers all greeted you like you were old friends. "Y/N - do you mind if I call you that?" Olivia asked. You nodded quickly. "Of course, that's fine. May I call you Olivia?" you asked in return. She smiled warmly, which seemed to be her every smile, and nodded. "Absolutely. This is just a formality but I need to ask you some questions, alright?" And so you agreed, soon finding yourself seated on a cold metal chair in a room that could only be described as bleak. Olivia asked you the details of your night, which you explained without leaving a detail out. "Last night, I was home - I'd been home all day - until around 9:30PM. I was hungry and I wanted to grab something to eat, so I left. When I was leaving, I held the door for a man who was probably in his late thirties, jet black hair, like 5'10.. he was just a little taller than me," you explained. You took a deep breath and exhaled. "Anyway, I don't know if he lived there but he was heading in when I was leaving. It didn't seem like he'd just been waiting, you know? Anyway, I walked 9 or 10 blocks to this little diner called Betty's. I got there around 10:15. I remember, because I looked at my phone and realized how close it was to midnight, which really was only important because of New Years." "And then Sonny called you," Olivia follwed up, sitting comfortably in her chair. "Yes. I had just gotten my food when he called, so maybe ten minutes after I actually got there." Your hands were in your lap, picking off small bits of fuzz from your sweater. When you looked up, Olivia was writing something down on a legal pad, but you weren't sure what. "I'm sorry that I can't be of more help. We took the elevator last night when we went to get my things. So, I guess that means she was killed on the stairs? I usually take the stairs. The elevator is slow and usually smells like dogs from the other renters." Olivia looked up and opened a file, sliding it across the table. It was the victim. "My concern, Y/N, is that she looks too much like you and her name is too similar to yours for this to be just a random one-off situation. Throughout the course of the investigation I'd really like it if you'd stay with Detective Carisi, if you can." You stared at the girl's picture and felt the ache of emptiness in your stomach. "I can do that. Thank you, Olivia. Oh, one question." "Sure." "Does that mean she was killed in the 45 minutes between me leaving and me getting to Betty's?" you asked as you bit your bottom lip. She pursed her lips together and placed her hand on your arm. "We got the call at 9:45," she responded, leaving it at that. She didn't need to say more - fifteen minutes after you'd left, the girl had been killed. The thought crossed your mind again - had you let her killer into the building?

Sonny was at his desk, filling out a report with a knitted brow as you left the interrogation room. "Hey, beautiful," he said as you approached, beckoning you to sit at his desk. He was so handsome in his suit and tie, recently shined shoes and perfectly groomed hair. You couldn’t help but admire him.  "Guess I'm staying with you." You sank down into the chair and crossed your legs. "What are you doing?" He motioned to the screen and said something unintelligible, which you assumed meant he was irritated with whatever it was on his screen. "I'm gonna be here a few more hours, it looks like," he said, turning to face you with a frown. "I've got a patrol car to take you back to the apartment, and then when I get home we'll go get lunch. Sound good?" It was less of a question and more of a plan, but as Sonny stood up, you did too, not wanting to let him know that you were apprehensive suddenly. "Okay. I love you, Sonny," you whispered as you enveloped him in a hug. He pulled away enough to see your face and smiled down at you. "I love you, too. I'll see you soon." You nodded and pulled away, following the uniformed officer who was waiting for you in the hallway.

Sonny's apartment was comfortable, but lonely without him present. For a while you'd sat around reading one of the law books you'd found on his bookshelf, but if truth were to be told, it bored you to tears and you nearly fell asleep twice. The TV wasn't too much better - unless you were into re-runs or soap operas. Mid-day wasn't made for television. Your phone rang shortly after you exhausted your options of entertainment; a welcomed intrusion. The sound of I Only Have Eyes For You rang out, and you knew it was Sonny. "Hello, darling," you answered with a small laugh. "Hello to you too, gorgeous. I'm about two blocks away. Meet me downstairs?" You could hear the sounds of traffic in the background. Just as you went to answer him, there was a knock at the door. Sonny hadn't heard it, and you thought very little of it as you walked across the living room to answer. When you opened it, you were greeted by a large bouquet of flowers in your face being delivered by a man well hidden by the flowers. "Y/N Gardella?" he asked from behind the floral arrangement. "That's me," you said to the man at the door. Then, you spoke into the phone, "Sonny, you're sweet for sending me flowers, but I'm allergic to lillies." "What? I didn't send you flowers," Sonny said slowly. "Shut the door. Right now. Shut the fucking door, I'll be there in 30 seconds." You looked up at the man in the hallway who was in the process of throwing the flowers on the floor as you slammed the door in his face and locked it. He screamed his obscenities from the hallway and tried to shake the door open, at which point you dropped your phone and ran into Sonny's room, locking yourself in the bathroom and wedging yourself between the door and the shower to deter anyone from getting in. You couldn't hear the man at the door anymore, or anything beyond your heart pounding in your ears. There was no time to try to figure out what was going on - you were more worried about Sonny. What if they had an altercation in the hallway? Soon the sound of footsteps in the apartment caught your attention as you heard Sonny screaming your name. Quickly, you got up and opened the door to your hideaway and called his name in return. "Sonny!" you cried, partially hiding behind the door. His footsteps became louder before he appeared in the door way and scooped you into his arms. Safety. It was something you always felt when you were with him, even more so when he held you. “It wasn’t him, Sonny. It wasn’t the same guy from last night. I didn’t get her killed.”  “That was never your fault, Y/N,” he replied softly. His heart beat against your face as he held you firmly against his chest, as if he thought holding you there could protect you from the evil of the world. You stood silently for a long moment before you heard footsteps of multiple people, shouting NYPD! as they entered the apartment. "We're back here!" he called out. He pulled away and cupped your face in his hands, kissing your face repeatedly. "I'm never leaving you again, doll. I promise. None of this is your fault. I swear I’m gonna make it right.” 

#sonny carisi x reader #carisi x reader #sonny carisi #svu fanfiction

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2018-03(MAR)-Sunday-18th--(day into late afternoon)---some NEWS bits---and--unlicensed motorbike all day at this hellhole on the roads.

2018-03(MAR)-Sunday-18th--(day into late afternoon)---some NEWS bits---and--unlicensed motorbike all day at this hellhole on the roads.

Firstly, all for the 3rd month of this year (March), I've been accidently heading it as the 2nd month (Feb). - I've seen the mistake and have fixed the errors atmy end but I've left things as they are online. - Who cares anyway, nobody gives a shit or reads anything I ever post..ever, least of all dear Fliss. - And that's how it'll be when I'm dead too.

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2 abo's (not wearing any helmets because they don't give a shit anymore, let alone about being seen andor filmed/photographed or caught by Police) on a small unlicensed minibike that CAN NOT be licensed for ANY road use in any case, its been tearing up and along all the roads of Koongamia and Bellevue and shoving its way through the criminals pedestrian walkway at the end of Kalara Road into Bellevue as they have done so for YEARS AND YEARS......

Nobody gives a shit anymore let alone Police or authorities who are feckless about it all.

And I forecasted that motorbike shit to be going on long before......not because I'm any bullshit 'seer' or anything, only just because of past experience over so many year of this shitty hellhole since the criminals have been handed free reign to do whatever the hell they want.

And they of course drive over road and onto the Koongamia school property and oval areas. They don't give a shit. Nobody does. And it's all got worse than its ever been before. And it's constant.

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There's been a dearth of visible abo's at fatguts criminal abo housheold and the other main abo criminal household across the road from there all day.

The usual thing is that they've stashed themseleves elsewhere temporarily, or have temporarily been 'living it up' at somebody elses place.

And Bellevue is also full of them and has plenty of boltholes to hide out in. (as is Swan View...and Midland.....) -- You wanna get a house and live there huh? - Don't say I didn't warn you.

Getting long shadows and into darkness now....so abo's and criminal abo's will be loose on the streets at will the other criminal dickheads.

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a get out of jail free card for life

Abo's just can claim that they are just 'mental' (deranged) with F.A.S.D. inherited from their constantly alcoholic 'mother' and they can use that ALL THEIR LIVES to justify ANYTHING they do. - Pretty handy eh?

And they can also use it to justify how VIOLENT they are and deranged. - Pretty handy eh?

Just like their 'fathers' and 'uncles' and 'mother' and 'aunties'......it's traditonal.......

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by the way, fetal = foetal, since Australian media has abandoned being normal and has fully gone over to stupid Americanisms and spellings in their USA text editing software along with all the other shit.

It's amazing everything Australian hasn't gone over 200% american with Australians calling 'water'...as 'wodder'.....calling 'solder' as 'sodder'......and calling the King, Donald Trump.....as mein Führer.....

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NEWS:----- Fetal alcohol spectrum disorder clinic wanted in Alice Springs amid misdiagnosis fears

http://www.abc.net.au/news/2018-02-18/foetal-alcohol-spectrum-disorder-going-undiagnosed-in-the-nt/9457724

Please read the article.

Forgive the 'darklings' when they steal from you, bash you up, kill your family or anything, and just do blanket crime wherever and however they like. - It's traditional dont'cha know.

And not so long ago Australian abo's were runnng rabid and frothing at the mouth in the steets of Australia in any media they could grab attention as they DEMANDED that they can do any booze no matter what because...they're (superior) abo's and should not be exempted from doing or prvented fro having anything......... - And then see what reality has been showing and still keeps showing...... so......is F.A.S.D. traditional too is it?

As if the world hasn't got enough arseholes already.....

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Don't women know that they should just totally submit to criminal abo's? - That they would also then lend their trendy public social media total support for ANY of the poor criminals...who may or may not be deranged for life....even from F.A.S.D. shit, the forever excuse...forever.....

So, dear Fliss, imagine if YOU also had to confront and be smacked down with that shitty excuse after you had your own incident before I met you.......

You never did tell me what legally happened to them Fliss......

Like everything....you Fliss kept EVERYONE from knowing, even your closest friends who are still now totally willfully gleefully insanely ignorant of it all with you.....

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WA CRIMES:------ (ABO CRIMS)--- Kalgoorlie police investigate after two women cornered, assaulted in less than 24 hours

February 18 2018 - 3:05PM

http://www.watoday.com.au/wa-news/kalgoorlie-police-investigate-after-two-women-run-down-assaulted-in-less-than-24-hours-20180218-h0w9su.html

WA Police are investigating whether two separate incidents where women were cornered and assaulted in Kalgoorlie on the weekend are linked.

The first incident occurred at around 3am on Saturday morning, when a 37-year-old woman was walking home towards South Kalgoorlie.

She noticed a man was walking closely behind her, and as she turned down George Street and onto Lane Street, she broke into a run.

The man chased her down, and forced her to the ground.

He began dragging her across the pavement before a member of the public intervened.

The man fled from the scene, and the woman was later treated for lacerations and bruising.

Just 24 hours later, a 20-year-old woman was walking west along Great Eastern Highway at around 2.30am on Sunday morning.

She was approached by a man as she walked past a vacant block near Patroni Road, and he grabbed her.

He forced her to another vacant block between Centennial Park and the Kalgoorlie Shire offices and sexually assaulted her.

The woman was able to break free and ran from the scene.

She reported the matter to Kalgoorlie detectives, who are now examining whether the two incidents are linked.

In both incidents, the offender is described as being a dark skinned male from 20 to 40-years-old.

Police are asking anyone who may have seen or heard anything that can assist in these investigations to contact Crime Stoppers on 1800 333 000 or make a report online.

Police are particularly asking anyone with CCTV in these areas to come forward.

As a result of the two attacks, police have issued advice regarding personal safety tips:......

Stay alert and be aware of your surroundings at all times

Walk in well-lit and busy areas

Avoid walking close to overgrown bushes or trees where people could hide

Walk with a group or a friend wherever possible.

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You know what's REALLY STRANGE about the follwing NEWS report....when ANY NEWS now is being OVERLY SYCOPHANTIC TO CRIMINALS (especially to aboriginals now) in the NEWS it will call then 'boys'....but if they are not being OVERLY SYCOPHANTIC TO CRIMINALS and are just reporting the NEWS, they call them young men......

AND.....it's never been called a 'Pine Plantion'...it's always been called a 'Pine Forest'.......Fliss loved it there whenever we took our dear dogs in the past there for special trips for special occassions...it's cool in summer and dark and of course a place where its utterly quiet...eerily quiet.....

After I'm dead, I'll be with all our dogs in such cool quiet forests with all our dogs playing and never suffering again of this oh so absolute very shitty life.

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WA NEWS:---------- Teenagers 'dumped, set fire to rubbish' while pine plantation bushfire burned

http://www.watoday.com.au/wa-news/teenagers-who-dumped-set-fire-to-rubbish-while-pine-plantation-bushfire-burned-20180218-h0w9fp.html

February 18 2018 - 10:02AM

Two teenagers who dumped and set fire to a number of tyres and a lounge set in the middle of the Gnangara Pine Plantation have been arrested and charged by WA Police.

It's understood the two men went into the pine plantation at around 4.30pm on Thursday evening.

They dumped a number of car tyres and a lounge, and set fire to the rubbish.

At the same time, emergency services were preoccupied battling a bushfire just kilometres away from the dump site.

The men drove away, and firefighters were called.

They were able to extinguish the fire before it caused further damage, but the bushfire firefighters had originally been battling burned through over eight hectares of the plantation.

As a result of an investigation into the fire, a 17-year-old boy and 18-year-old boy have been charged with lighting a fire that was likely to injure or damage.

The 17-year-old will appear in Midland Magistrates Court on March 14, and the 18-year-old will appear on March 7.

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Even if you win Lotto and get your dream home by the waterside...you still cannot escape the shitheads......

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WA NEWS:--- Mandurah's ritzy residents want to block public access to waterfront homes

http://www.watoday.com.au/wa-news/mandurahs-ritzy-residents-want-to-block-public-access-to-waterfront-homes-20180218-h0w9qx.html

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I love YOU dear Fliss and SO VERY VERY MUCH want to be with YOU.