Then just hold tight, I'll be there within the hour.
And he is. It means driving a little too fast and running a single stop sign, but he does it. Because he knows even without Josh's string of concerning texts that the kid's mental state isn't the best. That there's been doctors and hospitals, and Sonny distinctly remembers seeing the word suicide somewhere in Josh's records. That's concerning enough. The texts make it even more so.
It's one AM, and Sonny has work the next morning, but his only concern is Josh. Josh's well-being and safety. It's not out of obligation or duty for his job, but out of real worry for the boy's life. Because Sonny cares. And maybe Josh is right, maybe he's the only one that does. But he'd like to think it's not true.
Still. It's Sonny driving too fast at one in the morning to make it to a secluded mountain home just to make sure Josh Washington is okay. It's not anyone else. Not friends, not his parents. But a cop working a case that hardly even involves the kid.
It occurs to him maybe halfway there that he could've just called and sent some Unis up there to check in on them. But Josh, he's delicate. Mentally, emotionally. And Sonny's trained for this sort of thing. He's trained to deal with live, damaged victims. That's what Josh is. Not a rape victim, but a victim of circumstance. A kid born with wealth and opportunity, but who has still managed to hit every road bump along the way.
At some point, Sonny became invested. And that's why he goes through all the trouble involved with getting to Josh's front door, knocking before taking the initiative and stepping inside.
It's still fucking appalling, how big this place is.
"Josh?" He calls, his voice echoing in the vast space. "It's Detective Carisi. Are you still here?"
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i can just make it stop
its easy up here
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It's cold up there, you should stay inside. We wouldn't want anything happening to you.
You're having a rough night? Have you been drinking? ]
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[ He's already pulling on a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved shirt, pushing his hair back without much worry for what it looks like. ]
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ive had
idk a bottle i think
im not drunk if i was drunk i wouldnt be texting you
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Can you do me a favor? Can you stay inside for me?
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why?
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And he is. It means driving a little too fast and running a single stop sign, but he does it. Because he knows even without Josh's string of concerning texts that the kid's mental state isn't the best. That there's been doctors and hospitals, and Sonny distinctly remembers seeing the word suicide somewhere in Josh's records. That's concerning enough. The texts make it even more so.
It's one AM, and Sonny has work the next morning, but his only concern is Josh. Josh's well-being and safety. It's not out of obligation or duty for his job, but out of real worry for the boy's life. Because Sonny cares. And maybe Josh is right, maybe he's the only one that does. But he'd like to think it's not true.
Still. It's Sonny driving too fast at one in the morning to make it to a secluded mountain home just to make sure Josh Washington is okay. It's not anyone else. Not friends, not his parents. But a cop working a case that hardly even involves the kid.
It occurs to him maybe halfway there that he could've just called and sent some Unis up there to check in on them. But Josh, he's delicate. Mentally, emotionally. And Sonny's trained for this sort of thing. He's trained to deal with live, damaged victims. That's what Josh is. Not a rape victim, but a victim of circumstance. A kid born with wealth and opportunity, but who has still managed to hit every road bump along the way.
At some point, Sonny became invested. And that's why he goes through all the trouble involved with getting to Josh's front door, knocking before taking the initiative and stepping inside.
It's still fucking appalling, how big this place is.
"Josh?" He calls, his voice echoing in the vast space. "It's Detective Carisi. Are you still here?"