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astraljedi · 7 years ago

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Latino Wedding (Antonio Dawson x Female Reader)

(GIF not mine, credits to owner)

Pairing: Antonio Dawson x Female Reader

Summary: Reader goes undercover, she gets into big trouble and the team rescues her

Warnings: Hostage situation, violence, mention of blood and death

Author’s note: I had like fifty different endings for this but they were so long that I didn’t want to make this imagine too long. If you would like another part you can request it! I basically have like fifty new ways to continue this imagine, so don’t be shy and leave your feedback and request another part if you want. And this imagine is very quick pace, I really didn’t want to make it too long.

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Mornings were horrible, especially after not being in your comfortable bed for so long. All what Y/N wanted to do was skip the morning and sleep in. The sun was only starting to peak through the clear windows of her apartment when she pulled the fridge open, looking for something to eat. The black pan heated over the iron stove as the omelet on the pan heated up slowly. The smell of eggs had wondered around the house and up to the bedroom far in the back where Antonio was sleeping peacefully. His nose caught on to the scent quickly and his stomach started to grumble.

His feet landed on the wooden floors while he stretched his whole body out of bed. The smell only grew stronger with every step he took towards the kitchen and his stomach kept growling even louder. Normally, it would be him cooking breakfast for her; but that morning the tables turned. With the salsa music coming from her phone, she made her way through the kitchen dancing to the rhythm of the song. Her hair fell down her back and it swayed from side to side with her whole body as she danced around with a mixing bowl in hand. He loved watching her dance, but something about that morning made his heart flutter even more.

"You're up early." Antonio's raspy voice broke her away from her dancing as he walked towards her now still body.

"Me asustaste Antonio!" (You scared me Antonio!); Y/N protested, flipping the first omelet off the pan and pouring the second one in. Antonio spun Y/N around and pulled her closer to his naked chest. His lips hovered over hers as their noses brushed against each other. Y/N waist moved in sync with Antonio's as another salsa song echoed in the small kitchen.

"Marry me." Antonio mumbled, his hand grabbing hers into his gentle grip. Y/E/C iris expanded when her eye landed on his glistening ones. She heard him perfectly, but the drumming sound of her heart beating against her chest and her heavy breathing made it even harder for her to form some words together. "We don't need to get married right away, I don't even have a ring right now but I want you to marry me. I want you to come back home to me and be my fiancé, the love of my life."

"I want to marry you, but I thought you said you didn't want to get married again." Y/N babbled, turning around and turning off the stove behind her. "Is it about what my father said? He's a traditional man, but you don't have to do this Antonio."

"I want you, that's all I want. I don't care if it’s a huge wedding or even in the courthouse, I just want you." A smiled creeped up on her face as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Yes." Y/N giggled as Antonio had picked her up and placed her on the kitchen counter. His lips landed on hers as his hands gripped on each of her sides. The kiss was electric; it was breathtaking as the happiness only grew even more in them.

"You know he wants a huge Latino wedding." Y/N said, catching her breath while Antonio stood between her legs.

"Ay Dios mío." (Oh my God); Antonio rolled his eyes playfully at her, only for her to slap him on his shoulder. "I don't want you to go." He whined, resting his head between her breasts.

"I'll be back in four weeks max." Y/N chuckled, running her fingers through his messy dark hair.

Four weeks.

And he still hadn't heard anything from her. He knew she shouldn't had taken that undercover job from Narcotics, it was something she never seen or experienced before. Narcotics was a dark and powerful unit, either someone ends up dead or the power of control and money gets to them.

One white shirt man came in with two narcotic sergeants right behind him and made their way towards Voight's office. Automatically, everyone in the team sat on their desk in complete silence as they all looked at each other worriedly.

They knew what to expect.

The job went wrong. It was all Antonio could think, they had done something to his fiancé.

"As we all know; Detective Y/L/N has been undercover for the narcotics unit for the past four weeks." Voight began, his hands sliding into his pockets as the rest of the team stood up around Voight and their guests.

"We kept communicating with her at least every three days, but since last week we had lost that connection. Our secret source is no longer reaching out and Y/L/N as well." Sergeant Thomson said, handing out the copies of the files they had on the investigation. "We were tracking down a huge drug-lord for the past year and not until Y/N started working with us we finally have a name for him. His name is Jorge Ramirez and he moved to Chicago about two years ago."

The team kept discussing the case while Antonio’s thoughts were somewhere else. All he could think about what the last morning they had together, dancing in the small kitchen in his apartment while the salsa music played in the background. “Dawson” Voight called for him, pulling him back to reality.

“What?” Antonio looked up from his desk, all eyes darting towards him.

“Focus.” Voight warned him before leaving the office with Olinsky and Rusek following behind.

With probably a few hours left for the rescue of the two cops undercover, they had one of the gang members in custody after a CI had told Halstead about an old buyer who had moved to the dealing business with Jorge’s gang. Antonio watched from the other side of the interview room with Erin by his side as Voight and Halstead were trying to make the man crack.

It was no surprise Voight would use his power to intimidate the suspect, one of his own was missing and he would do anything to get them back. Voight pushed the man’s back to the concrete wall with his hand wrapped around his neck tightly. Jay only stood back from Voight with his arms crossed against his chest while he watched the man being tortured in front of him.

“Alright! I know where they are!” The man choked out, coughing out for air as Voight had roughly let go of him. “It’s a warehouse, before the exit for the freeway.” Antonio was the first one to run out of the room before anyone else could even leave to search for the warehouse's location.

The sun was about to set as the team prepared themselves to barge in the warehouse at any moment. The team and a few of the narcotics team had huddled around any possible entrance/exit of the warehouse and waited for Voight's orders.

Y/N could feel head throbbing and her whole body ache as she laid on her sides on the floor. She could see Jorge smirking as he knelt before her weak self. "You're way more fun to torture than your partner, he was too boring for my taste." Jorge chuckled, caressing Y/N's bruised cheek with his thumb.

"If you're going to kill me, just do it." Y/N coughed, her throat aching from the dog collar he had her tied to. She had been tied and tortured for days like a mutt, but she wanted it all to end already.

"But where's the fun in that sweetheart?" Jorge laughed, grabbing the small pocket knife and dragged it down on the skin of her inner thigh. The sharp pain causing her to scream her lungs out as Jorge pressed his palm hard on the huge cut on her thigh. The stingy tears forming in her eyes fell down her beaten up cheeks as she heard shouting coming from the first level.

"Shit, get up whore." Jorge demanded, pulling off the chains from the wall and holding them securely in his palms as he held her up against his chest with a gun pressed up her neck.

When the team made their way towards the second level, they met with the fallen narcotics cop and Y/N being held like a prisoner. The blood kept dripping down from the bruise of her thigh down to her legs even more while Jorge forced her to stand while the team surrounded them. "She's a fighter, but not strong enough. It was erotic the way she would scream and beg for me for mercy."

Jorge began, pulling the chains on her neck tighter as the purple bruising around her neck worsen.

"Jorge, you're done. Just let her go." Halstead was the first one to speak up as the others kept their guns on Jorge.

Antonio's rage grew immensely as he eyed his girl completely. He had tortured her so much, her own body couldn't even keep herself up on its own. Her eyes were completely off, they were lost and disoriented with her surroundings. With the amount of abuse and countless blood loss she didn't have any strength to keep fighting back.

It was up to her team now.

Y/N eyes rolled back as her limb body fell against Jorge, her body weight falling on him completely causing him to lose balance. Antonio ran to catch Y/N as she fell out of Jorge's grip while Jay had pushed him down face down to the floor, cuffing his hands behind his back. "Now you're going to be the one praying for mercy." Voight began, gripping on the back collar of his shirt and dragging him out with Olinsky behind him.

"Did it work?" Y/N coughed in Antonio's arms as she fluttered her eyes open. Antonio sighed out of relief as she smiled weakly up at him. "Maybe I had a little fight in me left."

"We need to get her to the hospital, that thigh doesn't look good." Rusek pointed out, calling an ambulance through his radio line.

"I don't look good at all." She snorted, still having some humor left in her.

A few weeks later, Y/N admired the small diamond on her ring finger as she sat by herself at Molly's waiting for the rest of the team. It was her first day back and they all wanted to have some time together at the bar after another hectic case.

"Corazón, drinking without us already?" Antonio chuckled, pecking her lips quickly as he rested one of his hands in the small of her back.

"A girl needs her beer." Y/N giggled, cuddling up to her man.

"And tonight is on us, congratulations on the engagement." Jay began, ordering the first round of drinks.

"I would usually go against that but If you're giving me free drinks then I'm not complaining." Antonio added, taking a sip of his own beer.

"I love you." Y/N rested her head on the crook of his neck as his hands ran up and down her back.

"I love you too."

It wasn't a normal engagement party, no expensive outfits nor fancy food. All she wanted was to be back with her team, enjoying their company with some cold beers. It was perfect and she wouldn't trade it for anything.

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