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Mi crítica de Il primo uomo esta noche en el Teatro Alameda.

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Los caminos de libertad de Rocío Márquez

TERESA FERNANDEZ HERRERA. Periodista, Escritora. Directora Gral. Cultura Flamenca. Prensa Especializada No ha podido ser más significativa la apertura de la décimoctava edición de la Suma Flamenca, que tiene como lema Crisol Flamenco, en la Sala Verde de los Teatros del Canal, con el espectáculo Tercer Cielo de Rocío Márquez y Bronquio. ¿Por qué digo esto? He mirado qué es un crisol en la vida…

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Fidel sobre José Antonio Echeverría

Hoy 13 de marzo, en homenaje a José Antonio Echeverría Cubadebate y el Sitio Fidel Soldado de las Ideas comparten con sus lectores palabras de Fidel Castro sobre el líder estudiantil universitario: “A José Antonio lo conocimos muy bien, hacía poco tiempo habíamos terminado los estudios en la universidad cuando llegó José Antonio. Desde el primer momento se caracterizó por su carácter alegre,…

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José Antonio Román toma posesión como nuevo concejal del PP de Elche

José Antonio Román Benticuagaha tomado posesión esta mañana como nuevo concejal del grupo municipal del PP e integrante del gobierno local formado por PP y Vox. Benticuaga, ingeniero técnico agrícola, ha jurado su cargo en valenciano al inicio de la celebración del pleno ordinario de este mes de abril y ha recibido la medalla de la corporación de manos del alcalde de Elche, Pablo Ruz. El nuevo…

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Adam Ruzek x Reader

You shouldn't want him and yet...

Smut

You slipped out of his arms and quietly found your clothes, slipping them on and heading for the door before he could realize you were leaving. How the fuck did you keep ending up in this same situation? You and him would argue, corner each other then next thing you knew you would be at his place and his head would be between your legs.

You closed his front door behind you and damn near ran to your car. You had to quit doing this. Adam was a member of the same unit as you, one of your friends and this? This was not what friends did. He was just so damn..fuck. The way he’d look at you, the way he’d touch you, the way his hands felt on your body. It was fucking addictive. You tried time and again to pretend you didn’t want him. This last time had been a personal best. You’d gone a total of two weeks without being in his bed.

You shook your head and backed out of the parking space. You needed to get home and catch some sleep before work in the morning. He’d be eyeing you the entire day like he always did when he fell asleep with you in his arms and woke up alone.

You could feel Adam’s eyes on you even as you followed Antonio down the stairs. He’d already texted you twice trying to get you to tell him why you’d yet again slipped out after he fell asleep. How were you supposed to tell him that you didn’t want to have feelings for him? This wasn’t supposed to happen? You weren’t supposed to want him.

You shook your head and hurried to catch up with Antonio. You needed to focus. Adam could be a worry for after work. Not right now.

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You were down in rollup putting gear away and felt hands slip around your waist. You threw an elbow back on instinct alone and spun to see Adam holding his side “Fuck baby” he groaned. You shrugged “You deserved that for sneaking up on me”  He shrugged “That’s the only way you don’t run”

You shook your head “I don’t run from you Adam” he raised an eyebrow so you laughed “In the daytime hours I don’t” he shook his head “Why do you keep acting like you don’t want me as bad as I want you?” you stared at him for a moment then shook your head “This? It’s different for a woman Ruz. Sleepin with a member of your unit is fine for Jay, fine for you. Us women? We get every damn rumor there is run up about us. Never mind I was here before you”

He shook his head “So that’s it?” you nodded “That’s it” and turned back to finish putting the gear up.

You were standing with Antonio when you spotted Adam talking to a detective from Homicide. She was fairly new. Long black hair and bright green eyes. Fucking gorgeous and all over him. You tried not to stare but every time she smiled at him you felt anger flare up in you. Antonio cut his eyes at you “Partner, you good?” you nodded “Yeah, I’m good” and turned back to what the two of you were doing.

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You heard Adam call your name and kept walking. Voight had tasked the unit with canvasing the block to try to find witnesses. You felt his hand touch your arm and snatched forward. “Woah” you spun to face him and he looked around before taking a step closer “Last week I could put my mouth in some places but this week I can’t put my hand on your shoulder?”

You glared at him “Go talk to the homicide detective you were eye fucking” a grin split his face “Are you jealous princess?” you shook your head “Nope, you’re not mine” he nodded “Then why are you looking at me like you either wanna fight me or fuck me but you haven’t quite figured it out yet?”

“Go to hell Adam” you spit out and he grinned “Ok baby. Can I come by tonight?” you glared at him “No” he nodded “See ya around eight?” then walked off. Fucking asshole knew you couldn’t exactly yell at him at work.

At seven forty eight you heard a knock at your door so you walked over to answer it. You were already wearing what you usually wore to sleep in so that meant a tank top and shorts. When you opened the door Adam stood there with a grin “Hey” you shook your head “Hey”

He looked behind you “Can I come in?” you stepped back and let him walk in. “What did you want Adam?” you asked as you closed the door. He turned to watch you as you walked across the floor to the kitchen “I wanted to see you without it being at work. I figured at your place you at least had to face me to kick me out”

You walked over to the fridge and leaned in to grab a bottle of water and heard him walk over behind you. “I’m not that big of a deal Adam” you whispered before turning to face him. He shook his head “The fact that you can’t see that? It really pisses me off with whoever made you think that”

He took a step towards you and you took a step back, cursing when your back hit the counter. He grinned, putting a hand on either side of you, effectively trapping you in. “Look at me for just a second baby” you raised your eyes to his “I want you, so damn much” you swallowed hard “What about the homicide detective?” he shook his head “Told her I had eyes for someone else”

You grinned “Oh yeah? Is it serious?” he nodded “Is for me” you sat the bottle of water down then muttered “Fuck it” before pulling him down into a kiss. One thing you loved about Adam was at times he simply let you control the pace of the kiss and this was one of those times. You moved from his lips to kiss across his jaw then down his neck, kissing and biting gently on his pulse point. He groaned lightly when you bit down on the soft skin “Go ahead and mark me baby, let everyone know who I belong to”

You felt your panties soak at his words. Fuck that was sexy. He wanted you to mark him. He wanted to carry proof he was yours. “Adam..” you tried and he added “Please” you sucked the skin into your mouth, working it between your teeth and feeling his grip on your hips tighten. When you released the skin to see you’d left a decent mark he grinned at you “I need you”

You reached for the hem of your tank and tugged it up and over your head. He watched you carefully and the moment you were bared to him he picked you up and sat you on the counter. He lowered his head to your chest, licking and sucking across the skin, your fingers buried themselves in his hair as he moved across your body.

One of his hands slipped under the shorts you wore and he groaned “You’re so damn wet” as he plunged one finger into you. You arched into him and he added a second finger, lips coming back up to yours as he curled his fingers up into you. When he found that spot that had your fingers digging into his shoulders he grinned “That’s it baby” you rocked your hips against his hand trying to match his movements in an attempt to reach that high sooner. When he twisted his wrist so he could use his thumb to rub tight circles onto your clit you felt yourself get pushed over that edge as your orgasm hit you. You shook under his hand, small gasps of his name leaving you as he worked you through it.

You pulled him into a kiss, hands trailing his body and disappointed at the barriers “You’re wearing too much clothing babe” he chuckled “Ok” and stripped his shirt off then pushed his jeans down off his hips. You slipped a hand between you, wrapping it around his hard cock, lining it up with your opening “I’m yours Adam” “Oh sweetheart” he whispered before pushing into you.

He pulled you to the edge of the counter, leaving you no choice but to wrap your legs around his waist. The first snap of his hips made you nearly fall back against the counter “Take it as hard as you need it Adam” you told him and he nipped your neck gently.

Your nails bit into his chest and back as his hands dug into your hips as he slammed into you, both of you so damn close to that high. The cool counter under your body was warm to the touch. You were so damn close your legs were shaking. He slipped a hand between your bodies “Let me feel it beautiful” He twisted his hand and you felt that orgasm slam into you. When you clenched down it dragged him across with you and you felt him slam into you with one final thrust before emptying into you.

His head fell to your bare shoulder and you clung to him as you both worked to get your breathing back to normal. “Fuck that was amazing” he chuckled and you laughed “Took the words out of my mouth”

He leaned back to look up at you, still buried inside of you “So can we make this official now? Please?” you nodded “Ok” a broad grin split his face and that grin turned into a laugh when you said “But you gotta carry me to the shower cause my damn legs are not letting me off this counter right now otherwise”

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Happy Sunday Lovely Readers! 💛

We are halfway through Turn Back Time 🤯 This has most definitely been the most challenging of the three books to write, simply because I haven't had as much time to spend writing so I very much appreciate those of you who still like/comment/interact with these stories.

Chapter Fifteen is taking shape and is titled For Old Time's Sake...a little sneak peak below the cut if you're interested 😉

Their assessment of their suspect’s evasion techniques was cut short when Trudy appeared in the doorway of the garage. 

“The tap you put on the girlfriend’s phone just payed off. He wants her to meet him at the Red Bridge tonight at ten o’clock.”

It wasn’t a venue Kate was familiar with but, from the knowing look that Trudy shared with Hank, she could only assume that there was a case file somewhere with at least one member of the intelligence unit’s name attached and thankfully she didn't have to wait much longer before Hank confirmed her thoughts.

“Years back, Antonio got into some hot water with a diamond dealer.” Hank explained, casting a withering glare at Ruzek who looked as though Christmas had come early. “Case led us to a sex club called the Red Bridge.”

“A sex club?” Kate clarified, both brows lifting in surprise at the thought of the experienced ex-vice detective managing to get himself tangled in a web of debauchery that, given the nature of his day job, he was all too familiar with. 

“It’s a place where people go to have se-“

“Yeah, gathered that Ruz.” She interrupted with a roll of her eyes. “What I meant was what kind of sex club are we talking here?”

“Membership only.” Jay replied with a casual shrug, confirming her assumption that he had been one of the detectives leading point on the last undercover gig. “Light BDSM, swingers, power play…but mainly just Chicago’s elite paying a small fortune to indulge in their kink for voyuerism.”

It seemed that Chicago was no different to any other city she had policed over the last decade in that it was often the richest and most prominent members of society who deemed themselves important enough that they needn't be concerned with abiding by the law.

“I’m guessing that there’s a number of Chicago dignitaries on that membership list preventing us from getting a warrant?” She asked with a huff of irritation, shaking her head in disbelief when Hank dipped his chin into a nod. 

“Well this girl clearly means somethin’ to him if he’s meeting her instead’a gettin’ his ass  outta town.” Kevin said, folding his arms across his hulking chest and Kate had to admit, the same thought had crossed her own mind the moment Trudy mentioned Dolan’s  contact with his girlfriend. After narrowly avoiding capture on not one but two occasions, there weren’t many people who would chance their luck one more time in the name of a quick screw. 

“Clearly she’s the one if he’ll risk it all to have her with him.” Kim offered, a rosy blush staining her ivory cheeks when Adam glanced over at her with a wry smile, the two of them sharing a moment before Hank cleared his throat and Kim’s eyes dropped back to the floor. 

“That or he’s more of an idiot than we thought.” He grumbled, once again questioning his life choices when he caught Burgess and Ruzek sharing lovelorn looks at one another instead of focusing on the task at hand. “We’re gonna need to get some eyes inside.”

“Yeah but we’ve all been burned.” Jay said, scrubbing an irritated palm over his sweaty forehead. “Dolan’s gonna bolt the second he sets eyes on us.” 

“I haven’t.” 

Kate had been dropping off Alexis at daycare when Kevin, Adam and Kim had pinned Dolan down at a bar in Rogers Park and both she and Kevin had been watching the front of the house earlier when Jay and Hailey barricaded him in his backyard before he’d managed to flee. It wasn’t lost on Hank that this was the first time that Kate had willingly offered to take a UC assignment since the incident with Pulpo but he couldn’t be sure if it was because she was the only member of the unit Dolan wouldn’t recognise or because she genuinely felt ready but, regardless of her intentions, he was quick to dispel any discussion around the prospect of sending her in alone.

“You’re not going in solo.”

“Who said anything about going solo?” She retorted and for a moment he wondered if she was going to suggest drafting in young Torres for the assignment but, from the impish quirk of her lips, it soon became apparent just whom it was that she was suggesting as her UC partner. 

“How ‘bout it Sarg? For old time’s sake?”

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Indígenas en América y Europa

Por Juan J. Paz-y-Miño Cepeda

Fuentes: Rebelión

En 1992, con motivo de la conmemoración de los 500 años del “descubrimiento” de América por las grandes monarquías de Europa, se produjo un amplio y generalizado debate sobre los procesos de conquista y colonización en el continente. En aquellos momentos también se intentó “suavizar” conceptos y realidades, y se habló de “encuentro de dos mundos”. Pero existe una amplísima bibliografía que permite conocer y comprender el significado histórico de los acontecimientos del pasado. Hace dos décadas se publicó en España una fabulosa colección de 53 obras de las “Crónicas de América”, en la cual autores como Cristóbal Colón, Hernán Cortés o Pedro de Cieza de León y tantos otros cronistas y relatores del siglo XVI, dan cuenta del proceso de conquista y describen la vida de los “indios” en todo el continente. Un libro extraordinario, El primer nueva corónica y buen gobierno de Guamán Poma de Ayala (del que más se conocen sus famosos dibujos), posiblemente fue escrito a inicios del siglo XVII, pero el manuscrito fue descubierto en 1909 y recién publicado en 1936. Esta obra transformó los conocimientos sobre el imperio de los Incas. Imposible dejar de nombrar a fray Bartolomé de las Casas y sus dos obras fundamentales: Brevísima relación de la destrucción de las indias y la Historia de las Indias, de mediados del siglo XVI, que describen las atrocidades de la conquista y la colonización sobre los indios. Saltando distancias, hay una pléyade de investigadores sobre el mundo indígena de la época de la conquista. Nathan Wachtel, en Los vencidos. Los indios del Perú frente a la conquista española (1530-1570) destacó cómo la cultura de los Incas, tan diferente a la de los “blancos” conquistadores, fue determinante en su propia derrota. El mexicano Miguel León Portilla, en Visión de los Vencidos. Relaciones Indígenas de la Conquista, puso en claro lo que ocurrió en el pueblo Azteca. En la gran lista de estudiosos, al menos citaré a John V. Murra o a Waldemar Espinoza Soriano en sus trabajos sobre los Incas, o a Alberto Ruz Lhuillier sobre los Mayas y a Josefina Oliva de Coll en La resistencia indígena ante la conquista. Jorge Juan y Antonio de Ulloa dejaron, en sus Noticias secretas de América (1735), una detallada relación sobre las realidades del coloniaje en lo que hoy constituyen las repúblicas de Venezuela, Colombia, Ecuador y Perú. Pero también cabría nombrar a Jacques Lafaye, quien en Los conquistadores, trazó la visión que, en el otro extremo, tuvo el conjunto de aquellos aventureros al llegar a tierras indígenas, en las que creían no solo cumplir una misión divina sino reeditar el proceso de la Reconquista contra los “moros” en España. Existe, por tanto, contundente bibliografía histórica para entender, sin lugar a duda ni titubeos, que la conquista fue un proceso sangriento de sometimiento y destrucción sobre las poblaciones indígenas de América. Y para comprender, además, que para América Latina el coloniaje marcó las bases del “proceso de acumulación primitiva de capitales”, estudiado por K. Marx en El Capital, y que fuera tan beneficioso para Europa, así como también marcó el subdesarrollo de la región, del cual aún no se logra desprender. En una nueva era de redefinición de las relaciones internacionales como la que vivimos en el presente y en la cual ha comenzado el quiebre histórico de la hegemonía de Estados Unidos/Europa, nuevamente se acude a revisar la historia para ofrecer otros enfoques que salven la situación tradicional. De la mano de académicos y políticos identificados con las derechas, tanto en España (y Portugal) como entre los autodenominados “hispanistas” de América Latina, han aparecido posiciones y estudios que identifican a los conquistadores como “libertadores” de pueblos, porque a ellos se unieron sectores de las noblezas Aztecas o Incas y miles de indígenas que tenían múltiples razones para levantarse contra las capas dominantes internas. Pero también reivindican una “comunidad hispánica”, bajo la idea de que nunca existió coloniaje, pues estas tierras americanas eran provincias de la Madre Patria, que ejerció una acción benéfica (https://rb.gy/vm6sh). Tratan de negar procesos que no fueron “leyenda negra” sino realidades demostradas desde los escritos del siglo XVI. En otro reciente estudio, destacado por agencias internacionales de prensa, acogido como novedad atrayente para la renovación histórica y titulado El descubrimiento de Europa. Indígenas y mestizos en el Viejo Mundo (https://rb.gy/p6nfk), Esteban Mira Caballos pormenoriza, con lujo de fuentes, cómo fue la llegada de los primeros indígenas a España (llevados inicialmente como esclavos); sigue, además, las huellas de antiguos nobles indígenas que lograron trasladarse a España, y estudia las migraciones indígenas (también de mestizos), que crearon espacios propios de vida y acción. Sin duda, apunta a resaltar los aportes socioculturales que los indígenas lograron introducir en tierras tan lejanas y que los propios europeos no suelen creer y menos admitir. Entre sus varias obras, Mira Caballos tiene un libro anterior: Conquista y destrucción de las Indias, 1492-1573, en el cual reconoce la naturaleza brutal y destructora de la conquista. Pero, a propósito de su reciente libro, este historiador no ha dejado de añadir cierta inclinación “europeizante” y llega a afirmar que la conquista, en definitiva, no fue tal, sino un proceso en el que el 95% de los “conquistadores” eran indígenas (https://rb.gy/gh3al); señala las alianzas de muchos nobles con los españoles, así como observa antiguos curacas/caciques convertidos en dominadores de sus propios pueblos. A propósito de estas afirmaciones, claro que es conocida la alianza que trabaron poblaciones indígenas enteras para apoyar a los blancos conquistadores y para tratar de obtener ventajas de ello. Pero eso no les convierte en “conquistadores” que tuvieran en mente la conquista de esencia colonialista que portaban los blancos españoles/europeos al servir de instrumentos de la avanzada mercantilista, en plena era capitalista. De modo que las nuevas formas europeizantes de concebir la conquista y el coloniaje tratan de minimizar el carácter brutal y destructor que tuvo el proceso de conquista en América Latina y buscan encontrar una comunidad internacional entre iguales, cuando lo cierto es que desde la época colonial hasta el presente, es una realidad incontrastable la diferenciación marcada entre el norte dominante y el sur global dependiente y dominado por potencias capitalistas centrales, que aprovecharon del antiguo colonialismo para forjar su propia vía de desarrollo, del que fueron apartados los países latinoamericanos.

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Fidel Castro

This Biography is about one of the best Professional Politician of the world Fidel Castro including his Height, weight, Age & Other Detail… Express info Real Name Fidel Alejandro Castro Ruz Nickname Not Known Profession Politician and Revolutionary Age (as on 25 November 2016) 90 Years old Physical Stats & More Info Party Communist Party of Cuba Political Journey • In 1947, he joined the Party of the Cuban People (Partido Ortodoxo), founded by Eduardo Chibás. • In June 1952 election, he was nominated for the House of Representatives. • In 1952, he formed a group called "The Movement". • On 16 February 1959, he was sworn in as the 16th Prime Minister of Cuba. • In July 1959, he proclaimed himself Representative of the Rebel Armed Forces of the Presidency and resumed his Premiership on July 23. • On 24 June 1961, he became the 1st secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of Cuba. • On 2 December 1976, he became the 17th President of Cuba. Biggest Rival Fulgencio Batista Physical Stats & More Of Fidel Castro Height (approx.) in centimeters- 191 cm in meters- 1.91 m in Feet Inches- 6’ 3” Weight (approx.) in Kilograms- 80 kg in Pounds- 176 lbs Eye Colour Black Hair Colour White Personal Life Of Fidel Castro Date of Birth August 13, 1926 Place of Birth Birán, Holguin Province, Cuba Date of Death November 25, 2016 Place of Death Havana, Cuba Cause of Death Not Known Zodiac sign/Sun sign Leo Nationality Cuban Hometown Santiago de Cuba School La Salle boarding school, Santiago, Cuba Jesuit-run Dolores School, Santiago, Cuba Belen Jesuit Preparatory School, Havana, Cuba College University of Havana, Cuba Educational Qualifications Doctor of Law from the University of Havana Debut In 1947, when he joined the Party of the Cuban People (Partido Ortodoxo) founded by Eduardo Chibás Family Father- Ángel Castro y Argiz Mother- Lina Ruz GonzálezBrothers- Raúl Castro (President of Cuba), Ramón Castro Ruz, Pedro Emilio Castro Argota, Manuel Castro Argota, Martin Castro Sisters- Juanita Castro, Emma Castro, Ángela María Castro Ruz, Agustina Castro, Lidia Castro Argota, Antonia Maria Castro Argota, Georgina Castro Argota Religion Atheist (later became a Christian sympathizer in his old age) Address Fidel Castro Republica de Cuba Consejo De Estado Palacio del Gobierno Havana Cuba Hobbies Reading, Cooking, Spear-fishing Controversies • He was often criticized for his dictatorship & human rights violations to Cuban people. • He was also blamed for the stagnant economic growth of Cuba due to adverse relations with the United States. Favorite Things Of Fidel Castro Favorite Writer Ernest Hemingway Favorite Book For Whom the Bell Tolls by by Ernest Hemingway Girls, Affairs and More Of Fidel Castro Marital Status Married Affairs/Girlfriends Mirta Diaz-Balart (1948-1955) Marita Lorenz (1959) Dalia Soto del Valle (1980-2016) Wife Mirta Diaz-Balart (married 1948-1955) Dalia Soto del Valle (married 1980-2016) Children Sons- Fidel Ángel Castro Díaz-Balart (from Mirta Diaz-Balart), Antonio Castro-Soto (from Dalia Soto del Valle), Alejandro Castro-Soto (from Dalia Soto del Valle), Alex Castro-Soto (from Dalia Soto del Valle), Jorge Angel Castro, Alexis Castro-Soto (from Dalia Soto del Valle), Angel Castro-Soto (from Dalia Soto del Valle)Daughter- Alina Fernández, Francisca Pupo Earning Money Of Fidel Castro Net Worth $900 million (approx.) This Biography written by www.welidot.com Read the full article

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El Ayuntamiento mejora conectividad, seguridad y la movilidad urbana de comisarías

Inversión de 40 MDP, el alcalde Alejandro Ruz Castro supervisa obras en Dzityá y San Antonio Hool Mérida, Yuc 5 de ago.- Como parte del compromiso de mejorar la movilidad urbana en el Municipio, el Alcalde Alejandro Ruz Castro realizó una gira de trabajo en comisarías para supervisar la rehabilitación de infraestructura urbana y espacios públicos donde se invirtieron alrededor de 40 millones de…

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Fidel Castro

(1926/08/13 - 2016/11/25)

Político cubano

Una de las figuras políticas más importantes del siglo XX.

Cargos: Primer ministro de la República de Cuba, Presidente del Consejo de Estado y de Ministros de la República de Cuba...

Partido Político: Partido Comunista de Cuba

Padres: Ángel Castro y Lina Ruz González

Cónyuges: Mirta Francisca de la Caridad Díaz-Balart y Gutiérrez (m. 1948-1955), Dalia Soto del Valle (m. 1980-2016)

Hijos: Fidel Ángel Castro Díaz-Balart (1949), Alina Castro Revuelta (1956), Francisca Pupo (1956), Jorge Ángel Castro Laborde (1956), Alexis Castro Soto del Valle (1962), Alexander Castro Soto del Valle (1963), Antonio Castro Soto del Valle (1969), Alejandro Castro Soto del Valle (1971), Ángel Castro Soto del Valle (1974)

Nombre: Fidel Alejandro Castro Ruz

Altura: 1,91 m Fidel Castro nació el 13 de agosto de 1926 en una granja del Municipio de Mayarí, en una provincia del oriente de Cuba llamada Birán.

Familia

Fue el tercero de los siete hijos (cuatro varones y tres mujeres) tenidos por Ángel Castro y Argiz, propietario azucarero español que emigró desde Galicia a Cuba. Su padre hizo fortuna a partir de 1905 cortando madera para después plantar caña de azúcar. Su habilidad jugando a las cartas también ayudó a amasar una pequeña fortuna.

En 1911 su progenitor se casó con María Luisa Argota, con la que tuvo cinco hijos (solo tres llegaron a edad adulta). Fueron propietarios de una importante extensión agrícola en Birán. Siendo ya un terrateniente, contrató a muchos españoles o cubanos con origen español, como la joven Lina Ruz González, hija de sirviente que sería madre de los Castro. Lina era prácticamente analfabeta y Ángel la enseñó a leer y a escribir. Relacionados en secreto, al enterarse María Luisa Argota amenazó con divorciarse y reclamar la mitad de sus tierras. El terrateniente y su empleada tuvieron siete hijos, entre los que se encontraban tanto Fidel como su hermano Raúl.

Estudios

Fidel ingresó como interno al Colegio de La Salle, donde sus compañeros lo humillaron por su origen bastardo, por tener como madre a una criada analfabeta y por no estar bautizado. Hasta 1940 Ángel y Lina no pudieron legalizar su unión y, tres años después, el 11 de diciembre de 1943, Fidel fue reconocido como hijo legítimo.

Asistió a buenas escuelas católicas en Santiago y La Habana. Afiliado al Partido del Pueblo Cubano en 1947, y doctorado en leyes por la Universidad de La Habana en 1950.

Matrimonio

Se casó con Mirta Díaz Balart en 1948 aunque se divorciaron en 1954. (Su hijo Fidel Castro Díaz Balart, nacido en 1949, sirvió como cabeza de la comisión de energía atómica de CubaCastro).

Asalto al cuartel Moncada

Se convirtió en el líder del grupo Movimiento (sus ideas políticas eran consideradas nacionalistas, antiimperialistas, y reformistas), facción antigubernamental clandestina cuyas acciones culminaron con el asalto al cuartel Moncada (en Santiago) el día 26 de julio de 1953 junto a otros 134 guerrilleros, hecho por el cual fue encarcelado después de que Fulgencio Batista se hiciera con el control del gobierno cubano en 1952 y estableciera una dictadura en su país. Se defendió así mismo en el juicio, cuyo alegato se convirtió en un discurso (La historia me absolverá), que más tarde se convertiría en una importante consigna política para los revolucionarios. Condenado a 15 años de prisión, fue amnistiado en 1955, y se exilió sucesivamente en Estados Unidos y México, allí fundó el Movimiento 26 de Julio.

Revolución cubana

En 1956 regresó a Cuba con una fuerza de 82 hombres, de los cuales 70 murieron en combate nada más desembarcar. Castro, su hermano Raúl y Ernesto Che Guevara, se encontraban entre los 12 supervivientes.

El Movimiento 26 de Julio fue ganando apoyo popular, principalmente en los ámbitos estudiantiles (Directorio 13 de marzo), y en diciembre de 1958, con respaldo del Partido Popular Socialista, avanzó hacia La Habana, acto que pondría colofón a la Revolución Cubana. Batista huyó el 1 de enero de 1959 triunfando así la revolución popular.

Jefe del EstadoFidel Castro demostró un amplio poder político, convencido que tenía un deber histórico para cambiar el carácter de la sociedad cubana. Viendo el colapso de su ejército, e incapaz de contar con el apoyo de los Estados Unidos, Castro se declaró a sí mismo primer ministro en febrero de 1959, cargo que ostentó hasta 1976, en que asumió la presidencia del Consejo de Estado, que según la reforma constitucional de ese año englobaba la jefatura del Estado y del gobierno.

Fracasado su intento de establecer relaciones diplomáticas o comerciales con Estados Unidos, negoció acuerdos sobre armamento, créditos y alimentos con la Unión de Repúblicas Socialistas Soviéticas (URSS), y llevó a cabo la depuración de sus rivales políticos. Partido Comunista CubanoNacionalizó los recursos cubanos, afrontó una profunda reforma agraria basada en la colectivización de propiedades y estableció un Estado socialista de partido único (el Partido Unido de la Revolución Socialista, que en 1965 pasaría a denominarse Partido Comunista Cubano y cuya secretaría general asumiría Castro), que llevó a un gran número de cubanos al exilio. Estados Unidos vio con disgusto cómo el nuevo régimen embargaba las empresas de titularidad estadounidense y en 1960, anuló los acuerdos comerciales que mantenía, a lo que Castro respondió con la primera Declaración de La Habana, reafirmando la soberanía cubana frente al imperialismo estadounidense.

Bahía de Cochinos

En 1961, Estados Unidos respaldó a un grupo de exiliados cubanos en un infructuoso intento por derrocarlo en el conocido como desembarco de Bahía de Cochinos. Desde ese momento, se alineó abiertamente con la URSS, dependiendo cada vez más de su ayuda económica y militar.

Crisis de los mísiles

En 1962, estuvo a punto de producirse una guerra nuclear, cuando la URSS situó en Cuba cabezas nucleares de alcance medio, ante la oposición estadounidense. La llamada crisis de los misiles de Cuba concluyó tras la celebración de negociaciones entre el presidente estadounidense, John Fitzgerald Kennedy, y el máximo dirigente soviético, Nikita Jruschov.

Fidel Castro

Atentados

El mandatario cuenta en su historia con supuestamente 637 atentados frustrados de quitarle la vida, tanto dentro como fuera de Cuba.

Movimiento de Países No Alineados

Durante las siguientes décadas, Castro alcanzó reconocimiento en el Tercer Mundo, gracias a su liderazgo del Movimiento de Países No Alineados (que presidió entre 1979 y 1981).

Reformas

A finales de la década de 1980, cuando la URSS inició sus procesos de glasnost (apertura) y perestroika (reestructuración), Castro mantuvo su régimen. Sin embargo, con el inicio del proceso de desintegración de la URSS y del COMECON (Consejo de Ayuda Mutua Económica) en 1990, los problemas económicos de Cuba empeoraron.

Durante 1993, en un intento por alcanzar una economía mixta, Castro aprobó reformas económicas limitadas que legalizaron algunas empresas privadas.

En octubre de 1995 participó en las celebraciones por el 50 aniversario de la ONU en Nueva York y pronunció un discurso ante la Asamblea General.

Recibió en enero de 1998 al Papa Juan Pablo II en La Habana.

Obras

Entre sus obras escritas figuran: La Historia me absolverá (1954), Hay que pensar en el futuro (1975), Pensamiento Político, Económico y Social, La Crisis Económica y social del mundo: Sus repercusiones en los Países Subdesarrollados (1983), José Martí autor intelectual (1983), La Deuda Externa (1985), Fidel Castro y la Religión (1986), Ideología, conciencia y Trabajo Político (1991).

Reconocimientos

Recibió los siguientes premios: Lenin de la Paz (1961), Dimitrov (1980), Orden de Lenin (1972 y 1986), Orden de la Revolución de Octubre (1976), Premio Muammar al-Gaddafi de Derechos Humanos (1998) y un centenar más de condecoraciones nacionales e internacionales.

Alina Fernandez Revuelta

Padre de Alina Fernández Revuelta, la hija que tuvo con Nati Revuelta. Firme opositora a su padre, acusa al dirigente de haberle fallado como padre a ella, y de haberle fallado al pueblo cubano como líder en su libro: Las Memorias de la Hija Rebelde de Fidel Castro. El contenido presenta un recuento personal de la vida de la autora, de sus relaciones con su padre y observaciones críticas del desarrollo de la revolución encabezada por Castro desde enero de 1959.

Renuncia al poder

Después de 47 años ininterrumpidos al frente de la dictadura que construyó en torno a su liderazgo, Castro delegó en agosto de 2006 y con carácter provisional, los cargos de primer secretario del Partido Comunista, presidente del Consejo de Estado y comandante en jefe de las Fuerzas Armadas en su hermano Raúl, segundo hombre del régimen. La razón, una crisis intestinal que le obligó a pasar por quirófano, según un comunicado oficial firmado de su puño y letra.

El 19 de febrero de 2008, en una carta que publicó el diario 'Granma', declaró que no se presentaría ni aceptaría el puesto de presidente y comandante en la reunión de la Asamblea Nacional del Poder Popular del 24 de febrero de ese año.

Muerte

La última vez que se le vio en un acto público fue el 13 de agosto de 2016, con motivo de su 90 cumpleaños en un acto en el teatro Karl Marx de La Habana. Fidel Castro falleció en su casa en La Habana a las 22:29, hora local, del viernes 25 de noviembre de 2016.

Fidel Castro

[enchantedblackrose]

Shut Up (And Kiss Me Again)

Pairing: Antonio Dawson/Reader

Requested by anonymous

Summary: Antonio ignores you after a harmless joke is made at work. But ultimately leads to an overdue confession.

Warnings: Some language. Unedited.

I hope you enjoy this. Thank you for requesting!

Shut Up (and Kiss me Again)

You've just come up the stairs of the 21st precinct to start your shift. You pass by Antonio’s desk on the way to your own. When you catch his eye, you give him a playful wink like you do everyday. He nods in acknowledgement and then discreetly watches you until you’re seated like he does everyday. Adam just arrived from you and is slinging his jacket over the back of his chair. You call out to him saying, “Hey Ruz, nice shirt.” Before he can thank you, you add, with a smirk, “it would look better on my bedroom floor.” Adam shakes his head saying nothing, but is wearing his signature grin.

Antonio shoots you a questioning look, but as you’re already focused on the computer screen in front of you, you miss it.

Lunch time comes quickly. It’s only Antonio, Adam, and you in the bullpen.

“I’m going to grab a sub from that shop up the street. You two want anything?” You say as you grab your jacket. Antonio grunts a nonsensical answer at you, but Adam says yes. You indicate for him to jot his request down on a notepad for you and  you make your way over to Antonio, standing directly in front of his desk. He refuses to look up. You reach out to touch his hand, but he pulls it away before you can make contact.  You frown slightly. “Why don’t you take a break and come with me to get the sandwiches?”

“I’m gonna stay here.” Antonio still doesn’t bother to look at you. You’re eager to ask him what’s wrong, but before you can, Adam says, “I’ll come with you, y/n.” You turn to see him already wearing his jacket. 

“Great,” you say with a smile. As you walk away, you swear you hear Antonio “tsk,” with both disapproval and disgust.

The rest of the day passes by rather uneventfully. You’re not complaining; working intelligence is demanding and more often than not stressful, but today was a different type of stress.. Antonio ignored you all throughout shift. If he did have to talk to you, he was short and curt. It left you flabbergasted and even a bit hurt, and made for a very exhausting work day.

“Alright, you guys up for a few rounds at Molly’s?” Jay asks. Both Adam and Kevin quickly reply yes.  Your eyes fall to Antonio who still hasn’t answered.

“What about you, partner?” Jay hesitates before calling you by your first name. Your head whips back in his direction.

“Huh?” You feel Antonio’s gaze on you and it causes a slight blush in your cheeks. Even Jay’s watching you carefully.

“Are you coming to Molly’s with us?” Adam asks.

“Of course!” You say with more enthusiasm than you actually feel. Jay eyes you suspiciously before he looks at Antonio. “You in too, man?”

“Nah, not tonight, “ he replies. “I have the kids.” You glare skeptically at him and it earns you a hard stare right back.

You have exactly one drink with the guys before you’re facing a door you’ve seen many times before. Your knocking is hard and erratic despite being completely sober. The door swings open urgently and you note how Antonio’s face goes from worry to confusion to annoyance to a slight concern.

Without an invitation, you cross the threshold into Antonio’s place. As the door closes softly, you turn sharply so you’re facing Antonio and accusingly point your finger at him.“What the actual hell is wrong with you today?” You shout. That bit of concern he showed earlier vanishes completely. It’s replaced instead with exasperation.

He sighs, “Can we not do this?”

“No! No,” you repeat. “Not doing this is not an option. I’m supposed to be your best friend, so it’s my right to know what is wrong and why you lied earlier.” When he doesn’t respond, you continue. “I know you don’t have the kids tonight. You only said no to Molly’s after I said yes. You didn’t talk to me all day-”

“That’s not true,” he interrupts.

“Fine. You couldn’t speak without barking at me all day,” you amend.

Antonio opens his mouth to defend himself, but can’t. You give him a look that says ‘I told you so’.

“Don’t start with me,” he warns. You fold your arms over your chest, standing your ground. Antonio swears in Spanish and you roll your eyes knowing exactly what he said.

“Like you’re not a stubborn pain in my ass? Talk to me,” you beg. When he doesn’t say anything, you move over to his couch and plop yourself down in the middle seat. “Fine. I’m gonna stay here until you tell me what’s got you so pissy.” You kick your shoes off, pulling your feet up and underneath you. You start to reach for the remote when Antonio sighs and joins you on the sofa.

“You’re too comfortable here.” He’s shaking his head but a bemused grin plays at his lips.

“I thought that was a good thing.”

“It is,” he smiles and something about it makes your heart flutter. You grin back at him before you rest your head on his shoulder. Instinctively Antonio’s arm wraps around you. For a moment, a comfortable silence falls over you two. It breaks when Antonio offers you an apology.

“I’m sorry for how I spoke to you at work. That wasn’t right of me. You’re my friend and my colleague. You deserve more respect than that.”

You dramatically clear your throat, “ahem.”

Playfully Antonio rolls his eyes. “Best friend.” You beam at his correction and he chuckles.

“So best friend, what was today about?” He shifts uncomfortably and you pull yourself off of his shoulder to properly look at him. It takes a minute but he finally replies.

“That comment you made to Ruzek…”

You questioningly look at the man in front of you.

Antonio sighs “..about his shirt looking better on your bedroom floor?”

“Oh. Oh! Wait, were you jealous?”

“No,” he scoffs. “Whatever. Forget this. I need a beer.” Antonio stands up, heading towards the kitchen. You jump up to follow him.

“But you were...are... jealous.” You can’t help, but laugh. Antonio keeps his back to you, but you sense his irritation with you is starting to come back. Your laughter dies quickly and you reach to touch his arm, gently urging him to look at you.

“It was a joke, ‘Tonio,” you say softly. His brown eyes finally land on your face as you explain. “Yesterday Ruz and I were interrogating this...err elderly woman who was very vocal about her interest in Adam. She complimented his shirt and then said it would look better off of him and on her bedroom floor. He was super uncomfortable and it was hilarious. I was just teasing him about it.”

Antonio lets out a low chuckle at your story. He starts to move, but your hand is still on his arm, stopping him. “But why would me saying something like that to Ruz upset you? Especially when it sounds like something I would say to you.”

He only stares pointedly at you in response.

You sigh, “Do you still not know that your shirts are the only ones I think would look better on my bedroom floor?” Antonio’s eyes slightly widen at your confession. You think, for a moment, that you’ve gone too far, that this ‘flirtationship’ isn’t as mutual as you thought it was, but thien Antonio’s lips are crashing down on yours. His arms are reaching for you, pulling you impossibly closer.

You break the kiss and potentially the moment, but you have to know now. “Are we...Is this...real for you, because if it’s not, I don’t want-”

“Shh.” Antonio’s index finger brushes your lips. “I promise this is  very real, mi amor.” He leans to kiss you, but stops a mere inch from your face, “do you still not know that your shirts are the only-”

“Oh shut up and kiss me again already.”

And he does...

[twoheartshookingup]

Jealous jay?

You go undercover with Antonio or Adam and he get really upset cause your a couple but in secret cause your also hanks daughter or something like that if you haven't already written on?

When you got back from being undercover Adam took your hand to help you out of the car.

“My dear lady friend,” he drawled, making you laugh harder than you had in weeks.

“Cut it out, Ruz. We’re not undercover anymore.”

“Aww, but I thought we could go do something fun tonight.” He pulled you in for a hug as you laughed until the two of you were interrupted by a cough, your Sergeant standing there looking at you.

“If you’ve finished acting like kids you can head home. Be here early for the intel reports.” You both nodded, separating as you watched your dad leave the room.

“See ya, Voight,” Adam waved goodbye as you went to the locker room, determined to change out of the minidress before heading home. You were back in your jeans and tee, ready to leave when an arm snaked around your waist.

“You enjoyed doing that?” Jay whispered in your ear, pulling you close to him. “Acting like a couple with Adam? Like making me jealous when I couldn’t say anything because your dad was there?”

“If you’re trying to get into my pants, mentioning my father and our boss is not going to help you out.” You were being deliberately sassy, leaning up to press a kiss to his lips.

“Aww, baby. Don’t be like that. You know exactly what you were doing.” His hand slipped along the band of your jeans, and you stepped back.

“Your place. Twenty minutes.” Jay smirked and you suddenly thought you’d been played, but it’d be worth it. He left the locker room, and a minute or so later you shut the lock on yours to leave.

Your dad was in the hallway, and you waved as you were about to leave.

“You ok? Was it alright?” He asked, and you could see the worry on his face.

“I’m fine. I trust everyone on this team completely, and we all have each other’s backs. That’s the important part for me. If anything happened, Adam was there.”

“Good.” He paused and you worried for a moment. “You know about him and Burgess, right?”

You laughed, loudly and clearly. “He’s a good friend. So is Kim. Plus…I’m dating someone. It’s new, but it’s good. And that’s all you’re finding out.” You kissed his cheek, getting a smile and a hug.

“Go home, kiddo. See you tomorrow.”

It didn’t take long to get to Jay’s, and you could see the lights on in his apartment. It was quick into the building and up the elevator. Once you were at his door you knocked, watching as he opened it.

The living room was dim, candles lit on the coffee table. You dropped your bag, turning to face Jay as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Fancy.”

“Only the best for you. You know I’m serious, right? You and me.” You took his hand and lifted it, fingers intertwined as you pressed a kiss to the back of his hand.

“You and me.”

Your hands moved to his jeans, the two of you stripping the other. Jay’s hands brushed against your boobs, the callouses rough against the delicate skin. You gasped at the movements, Jay moving you to the couch.

“I’m gonna remind you I’m the only person who can make you feel this good.” He sat you down, kneeling in front of you and separating your legs. “God you smell so good.”

His lips kissed from your chest down, lips sucking and nipping at your nipples until they were hard before going further down. He stopped at every freckle and mole, kissing every tiny blemish on your skin until he reached your core, your hips moving to seek out the friction you needed. He grinned up at you before his fingers entered you, making you buck up.

He moved so slowly, your walls clenching around him as he did. Every single cell in your body was on fire as he moved in and out of you, thumb brushing your clit as he did.

“Jay!” You were so close and he paused, fingers running along your lower lips. “Don’t tease me.”

“The way you weren’t teasing me tonight? Shaking that ass of yours? Flirting with other men? You know you’re mine, don’t you?”

“Just yours. I…I’m yours Jay. Please.”

He pulled out of you entirely, raising his fingers to your lips. You opened and sucked them, treating them the same way you would his cock.

“So pretty like that. Want me to fuck you, baby?” You nodded, focusing on getting every drop of your juices from him. With a pop you released his fingers, Jay sitting down and pulling you on top of him. He slid into you easily, making you gasp with the stretch and burn.

His hands were on your hips, fingers pressing hard enough to bruise. Your nails scratched along his back, your hair over both your faces as he sucked marks into your neck and chest. Jay thrust into you as you rolled your hips, the two of you in a perfect rhythm. You whined as he let go of your hip for a moment before his hand met your clit, rubbing and pushing you to orgasm.

“Let me feel all of you. Come on. I’ve got you, let me see you over that edge.”

You caught his lips with yours as you came, feeling Jay still in you as he came. When you were both semi recovered you grinned at him, holding his hand as you stood up. Jay offered you his tee and you took it, following him into his room and laying your head on his chest to get ready to sleep.

“I love you,” he murmured into your hair, and you looked up at him and smiled.

“I love you too.” You paused for a moment, feeling the warmth and care between the two of you. “And I told my dad I’m dating someone.”

“So we’re official then?”

“Yeah, we are.”

You dozed off to sleep in his arms, Jay’s hand tracing patterns on your back as you did.

[12endigital]

Elche y Conselleria buscan la fórmula de financiación para completar la reforma integral de San Antón

El alcalde de Elche, Pablo Ruz, acompañado por el edil de Estrategia Municipal, Francisco Soler, y el gerente de Pimesa, Antonio Martínez, ha visitado este lunes el cuarto edificio del barrio de San Antón, cuyas obras finalizarán en el mes de abril. “Compromiso absoluto del Ayuntamiento con este barrio y sus vecinos y esta obra es una muestra de ello”. Este cuarto bloque cuenta con 9 plantas y…

[rebelwrites]

The one

Adam Ruzek x Reader

Today was the day you finally became Adam’s wife, the day you had both been waiting for.

“What if she’s got cold feet, what if she realises she doesn’t love me” Adam said pacing the hotel room “I can’t have 4 failed engagements I just can’t”

“Bro you need to calm your ass down before I punch you” Kevin laughed placing a hand on his shoulder “trust me Y/N is head over heels in love with you, you’ve been together what 4 years now and she still looks at you like you are her teenage crush. So calm down, take a breath and a shot”

“I told you not to let me drink” he sighed.

“Yeah but my man needs it right now” Kev laughed. “Tell you what how about I head over to Y/N’s room just to make sure things are okay?”

“You’d do that?” Adam asked knocking the shot back.

“Of course best man duties” Kev nodded before heading out the room.

“Does anyone know what’s happening today” Kevin smirked walking into your hotel room.

“Dude what are you doing here” you laughed.

“I’ve got to come have a shot with my favourite detective on her wedding day” he chuckled holding a bottle of whiskey. “Don’t Tell Ruz I said you was my favourite”

“Speaking of my rebel without a cause how’s he doing?” You asked as the make up artist finished off your makeup.

“I’m about 5 minutes away from punching him in the face to shut him up” he shrugged. “I swear he is gonna wear a hole in that floor”

“Well thank you for not punching him” you chuckled as Kevin poured a glass of whiskey “gimme that bottle” you said taking the bottle off Kevin and necking the amber liquid from the bottle.

“This is why you will always be my home girl, stood here in your wedding dress looking absolutely stunning chugging whiskey outta bottle” he smirked giving you a fist bump. “Don’t change, I still need my drinking buddy”

“Don’t plan on changing only plan on changing the last name” you winked.

“You need to go” Hailey scolded Kevin “now”

“I’m going I’m going” he chuckled walked out the room.

Once Kevin had gone everyone gathered round you as Hank poured a little something in everyone’s cup.

“I just want to say a few words before we head out” he smiled.

“Don’t you dare make me cry” you laughed pointing at him.

“No promises kiddo” he smirked “I just want to say it’s an honour you asked me to give you away today, you are one hell of a detective and I know you are going to make one hell of a wife and I think this goes without saying you deserve a medal for finally getting Ruzek to calm down. Now let’s get this show on the road”

“How is she?” Adam pretty much pounced on Kevin as he walked through the door.

“She is fine Ruz, she’s nearly ready and she looks amazing” he nodded “so stop worrying”

“What doesn’t look amazing is that tie bro” Antonio laughed walking over to Adam to fix the tie.

“Now let’s go get our boy married” Kevin grinned.

———

Adam couldn’t help but smile as thinking out loud started playing. You had both decided you didn’t want traditional.

“Bro” Kev said nudging him to turn around.

As soon as Adam laid eyes on you that was it the tears started. He didn’t think you could look more beautiful than you normally do but here you was proving him wrong yet again, because right now you looked like an angel in his eyes.

As you got closer you could see Adam’s cheeks glisten from the tears.

Hank kisses your cheek before he shook Adam’s hand.

“You look radiant baby” Adam whispered in your ear.

“Don’t look too bad yourself” you winked “have you been crying” you giggled as you gently dried his cheek with your finger.

“So we are here today to celebrate the love of Adam ruzek and Y/N Y/L/N. They have both written their own vows” the vicar smiled. “Adam”

“Y/N the first time I met you, you put me straight in my place, busted my balls right there on the spot.” He chuckled “I knew right then you were the one for me, the only one that would be able to handle the craziness because let’s face it baby you are just as bad as I am. You have always had my back, in and out of work even when things wasn’t easy you stood by my side. You have literally saved my life multiple times and even took a bullet for me. So I vow today to always love and protect you no matter what” Adam said squeezing your hands as you both had tears in your eyes.

“Adam I’m not going to lie the first time I met you, you got on my every last nerve and honestly thought you was a cocky little shit well I do still think that” you laughed “but you are my cocky little shit but I wouldn’t change anything about you because you are my rebel without a cause. Yes we have had our hardships and arguments that have cause the team to get well out of our way because let’s face it we both have a temper. But at the end of the day you are my rock and are my world and will always will be, no matter what we face in this life I know we will be fine because we will face it together. So I vow today to always love and protect you no matter what.” You said through tears.

“Adam do you take Y/N to be your wife, do you promise to love, honor, cherish, and protect him/her, forsaking all others, and holding only unto him/her forevermore?”

“I do” Adam beamed sliding the ring on your finger.

“Y/N do you take Adam to be your husband, do you promise to love, honor, cherish, and protect him/her, forsaking all others, and holding only unto him/her forevermore?”

“I do” you grinned as you slide the ring on Adam’s finger.

“Well I am honoured to pronounce you husband and wife, Adam you may now kiss your bride”

“Finally” Adam shouted holding his hands in the air causing everyone in the venue to burst out laughing and you just to roll your eyes at your idiot of a husband, before he moved closer to you placing on hand on your cheek whispering against your lips “Come ‘ere Mrs Ruzek”

[adamruz]

Thinking 'Bout You

Summary: a fic inspired by this song. What if Kim moved to San Diego with Roman?

It had been almost half a year since Kim moved to San Diego with Roman. At first she loved the idea because she was in a relationship with a man she loved and was starting over in a new city with no reminders of her ex-fíance. But the relationship lasted only 3 months in the new city after she realized what a jackass Roman was when he drunkenly admitted one night to purposely screwing with her and Adam's relationship because he just wanted to sleep with her.

She missed her friends, her coworkers, patrolling the streets of Chicago, the wind off of the lake, and even though she wouldn't admit it to anyone who'd ask, she missed Adam. The only contact she had with her old life was occasional texts to and from her first partner, Kevin. It took her an entire month to tell Kevin her and Roman broke up because she was afraid to admit she made the wrong decision so soon and that he'd judge her for it.

I messed up. was the text she sent to Kevin.

With Ruz or Roman?

Adam.

Call him.

Kim didn't need Kevin to tell her that. She's thought about calling Adam everyday since the break-up, hell since the first day she arrived in San Diego. But she's the one who ended things, who gave back the ring, all because of her jealous partner who couldn't watch her be happy with someone else. She knew Adam was an amazing guy and some lucky girl was probably already dating him. She had drafted many texts to him, but they never got sent including a happy birthday one, but she just wasn't ready to admit her mistake.

Meanwhile back in Chicago, Intelligence was down a member after Antonio left and everyone knew that spot would've gone to Kim, but she was no longer there. Detective Hailey Upton was brought in and Voight mixed up the partnerships, putting her and Adam together. On the outside, it looked like Adam was holding it together ever since him and Kim broke up and she moved away, but he was falling apart inside. Kevin and Jay tried to get him to join them at Molly's a couple times a week, but Adam always refused. He wasn't in the mood to laugh or have a good time while dealing with a broken heart. Adam had brought up Kim's contact information so many times he lost count, but he could never go through with hitting the call button, not even on his drunkest nights. He was too stubborn and too full of pride to go crawling back to her even though she was still the last thing he thought about at night.

An undercover gig popped up on Voight's radar and he asked the unit for any volunteers. Adam immediately jumped at the opportunity. "I'll go boss." Maybe this would take his mind off Kim, get out of the building where so many of his good and bad memories with her happened. "It's yours Ruzek," Voight said.

Two weeks had passed since Adam went undercover when Jay received a call from his brother at Med. "Jay, Ruzek just stumbled in here with a bullet wound to his left shoulder."

"What's his status, Will?"

"He's ok. Lost a lot of blood, but he's stable. The bullet just missed hitting the bone."

"Ok, we're on our way." Jay rounded up the rest of Intelligence and they all headed to the hospital.

Adam barely remembered what happened, but it was a drug deal gone bad and somehow he had worked up enough energy to walk his way to the hospital. Now, he was lying in an uncomfortable hospital bed, on pain meds, and the only thing he could think about was Kim. What if he had died without her knowing that he was sorry for how things ended and how much he still loved her. He reached for his UC phone and started dialing the 10 digit number he still knew by heart, but then his nurse appeared with some familiar faces.

"Geez Ruzek, did you miss us so much you had to get shot before your assignment ended," Al joked.

"Haha very funny, Al." The team took turns giving Adam a hug and saying how glad they were he was going to be ok.

Dr. Halstead interrupted the reunions, "Adam, you're going to need to stay overnight for a few days, but then you can go home and recover. I recommend 2 weeks off of work and then you can return to desk duty. After that we'll do another check-up and see where you're at." Adam knew it was coming, but he still rolled his eyes.

"Thanks for coming guys, but I think it's best I get some sleep." Kevin handed Adam over his regular cellphone and mouthed "call her" before walking out the door. Kevin hated being the middle man between his two friends, but he just wanted them back together and knew how they each felt about the other.

That night before bed, Kev texted Kim - Adam was shot today on an UC assignment. He lost a lot of blood, but he's gonna be ok.

OMG Kev. How is he doing really?

Just call him Burgess. You know you want to.

Kim couldn't believe it. Adam was shot and she couldn't help but think it was her fault. Maybe if she wouldn't have broken up with him, dated Roman, or moved away, he wouldn't have put himself in this situation. What would she even say if she called him. Sorry didn't feel like enough she thought. She mulled over it for the next 3 days until she decided to just go for it.

It was Adam's first night back home and Kevin and Hailey had come over to help him get situated along with some pizza and beer. Adam's phone buzzed on the table and a familiar, but unexpected name popped up on the screen. Kim. He couldn't believe it. He picked up after only the first ring. "Hey stranger." Crap, Adam thought. He should've let it ring a couple times and not make it seem like he was desperate and longing for her call. And stranger? Really? He thought long and hard about what he wanted to say to Kim when they talked again and that was not it.

"Hi Adam. I know it's been a long time, but I heard you got shot and I just wanted to make sure you were ok."

"I'm doing ok. It hurts, but I'm home now and resting up until I can go back to work. How are you? How's San Diego?" He refused to ask how things were with the piece of shit Roman.

"G..g...good," Kim stumbled as she didn't want to say she ended things with Roman just yet. "Adam, I'm s..," she trailed off as she heard a female laughing in the background. "Oh am I interrupting you on a date?"

"Haha no," Adam chuckled. "That's my new partner, Hailey Upton. She replaced Antonio."

"Adam, you don't have to hide things from me. You can date whoever you want." Kim was trying to keep it together, but she wasn't shocked he had already moved on.

"Kim, I'm serious. She's just my partner. I wouldn't lie to you."

"Uh sorry, I gotta go. Sean just got home and we have dinner plans. I'm glad you're doing ok though. Bye." Kim hoped he hadn't heard her breaking down because tears were streaming down her face before she hung up. Why didn't Kevin tell her Adam had started dating? That would've been helpful information.

Why didn't you tell me he was dating? Kim texted Kev.

He's not Burgess. She really is just his partner. If you want the truth, he's still hung up on you.

Shit. Not only did she mess things up with their engagement and when she moved away and cut off all contact with him, but now again. Tonight of all nights, after he had just been shot a few days ago. How would he ever forgive her.

The two week recovery period for Adam had passed and he was so eager to get back to work, even if it was just desk duty at first. He needed something to keep him busy and his mind off of Kim and that awkward last conversation over the phone. To Adam's surprise, the day absolutely flew by and he was exhausted. Who knew you could get so tired just answering phones and doing computer work all day, but he had to get back in the swing of things.

"Ruz, you coming to Molly's tonight?"

"Yeah Kev, I'll meet you there!"

Adam packed up his stuff and headed down the steps and out into the parking lot. He noticed a shadow hovering over by his driver's side door. It was dark and he couldn't make out who it was at first. Was it someone coming to finish the job from his UC gig? As he got closer, he recognized that smile and the long brown hair.

"Hey Adam."

"What are you doing here? Where's Roman?"

"We broke up, almost 2 months ago."

Adam bit his tongue to prevent the biggest smile he wanted to appear on his face. "Oh, but you said just two weeks ago..."

"I know, I lied because I thought you were dating someone and I couldn't bear the thought of you being with someone else and didn't want you to think I was alone."

"I haven't even thought of dating someone since that day in the locker room. But Kim, you broke things off. You're the one who moved on first."

"It was a mistake," she muttered as she moved closer to him. "It was all Roman. The push test, everything. He just wanted to be with me. I should've talked to you, my fíance, instead of talking to him. I'm sorry." Kim's eyes quickly filled with water.

Adam was so full of rage at Roman and what he did to screw up the best relationship he ever had, but he could tell Kim was hurting and he didn't want to lash out at her. "Come here," he pleaded as he wrapped her up in a hug. All he wanted to do was feel her lips on his, but it wasn't the right time for that. The smell of her shampoo would have to be enough for now.

"I don't know if you're up for it, but would you want to go to Molly's tonight and catch up with everyone?"

"I'd love that actually," Kim said as she backed away from his grace with a slight grin on her face.

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haruhi otani photographed rehearsing for antonio ruz’s in paradisum by albiru muriel photography