(A/N: This imagine is inspired by @itsallraultome. Who has been waiting since yesterday for this imagine. I can hope this imagine makes of for all the support and kindness you have shown me. I really hope you all enjoy it and specifically to @itsallraultome I hope this meets your expectations!)
Imagine introducing your boyfriend Rafael Barba to your father Frank Reagan
“What are you doing?” Rafael asked from your assuming the foot of the bed.
“Hyperventilating.” you mumbled from under the covers of your bed.
“You’re being dramatic.” he said yanking the covers off you exposing you curled up into a ball.
“I am not.” you defended adamantly sitting up leaning against a pillow in your lap.
“It’s just dinner.” he sighed sitting down next to you.
“It’s not just dinner. It’s dinner with them.” you warned.
“Who?” he asked raising an eyebrow.
“The Reagan’s.” you stated ominously.
“I’m sure their not as bad as you’re making them out to be. Actually, I’m certain considering I’ve met not of them.” he countered.
“No they’re worse.” you sighed dramatically falling backwards and lying down.
“Well I know at least one already likes me.” he teased lying down next to you, leaning up with his elbow.
“It doesn’t matter that I like. It matters if they live you.” you a
“I was talking about Erin.” he joked.
You hit him with pillow causing him to fall back onto the bed.
“I’m kidding. You need to relax. It’s only family dinner.” he chuckled.
“It’s not just family dinner.” he sighed once again.
“No, it’s Reagan family dinner.” you said.
“The difference being…” he prompted.
“It’s not a dinner table, it’s a battle ground for whatever social, economic, politic debate we’re having that week. I’m a Reagan so I’ve been raised to survive but you…” you explained.
“But me..” he prompted once again chuckling at your dramatics.
“Won’t survive. You won’t even have a chance. Though you might have a slight advantage being a lawyer and all so might just make it at Jack and Sean’s level.” you concluded.
“You shouldn’t worry so much. Relax it will be fine.” he reassured getting off the bed and heading for the closet to get ready for dinner.
“How do you know that?” you questioned.
“Well I’ve met the majority of your family already. I work with Erin, I’ve met Danny and Jamie. I even met your Grandfather at the office when he was visiting Erin. The only person I haven’t met is your…” he began to explain.
“My Dad.” you sighed dramatically falling back onto the bed again.
“From what I’ve heard from you and Erin, you’re Dad is a great man. He’s one of the better commissioners I’ve seen in this city and besides he’s the one who invited me to dinner tonight.” he reminded.
“Yeah, but that was only after I told everyone I was dating someone last week and he called you.” you informed.
“We’ve been together eight months and you only just told them?” he asked shocked.
“I needed to make sure this was thing we have was actually real.” you answered getting up from the bed.
“Well is it?” he asked leaning on the closet door crossing his arms.
“Well, duh. Do you think I would be stressing this much if I didn’t? I want them to love you as much as I do.” you explained.
“Y/N, you need to stop worrying. It’s going to be fine, relax, have a drink.” he chuckled walking over to you and cupping your face in his hands.
“I know. It’s just you’re the first guy I’ve ever brought to family dinner.” you admitted wrapping your arms around his neck as he dropped his to your wait, pulling you close.
“Really?” he asked surprised.
“Yeah. I was more of a casual dater before we met. I didn’t really do the whole relationship thing until I met you. So I’m new to it.” you admitted once again.
“Well at least they won’t have anyone to compare me to so I’m already the best boyfriend you’ve ever brought round.” Rafael chuckled.
“I love you.” you breathed resting your head on his shoulder.
“I love you too, now we have got to get ready. Some of us need to make a good impression and isn’t me.” he joked once again before walking back to the closet.
You watched him go before heading to the bathroom to ready yourself. You shut the door, ran your hand through your hair and looked at your reflection. You didn’t know why you were so nervous. Rafael was right, most of them had already met him and liked him. Even telling you that you should go out with him because he clearly liked you. It wasn’t Rafael though it was you.
Deep down you knew why you were nervous. Like you said, he was the first guy you ever bringing home to meet your family. All your siblings had brought at least one person over for family dinner. But you had always been different than them. Danny had brought Linda, Erin had brought Jack, Joe had brought Angela and Jamie had brought Sydney. You guess it was because they searched for relationships after they left house while you didn’t. And you knew why.
Unlike them, your mother would never get to meet anyone you brought home. You were sixteen when she died. Too young to be in a serious relationship. You’re whole life you’d watched your older brothers and sister bring people home to family dinner. You saw how excited she got to meet the people who were going to spend the rest of their lives with her kids. Even if only one of them actually stayed apart of our family and actually worked out. Growing up you were never into romance and stuff but each time they brought someone over she would whisper to you that she couldn’t wait to meet whoever you would bring home.
But she would never get to meet them. She died when you were sixteen years old. Cancer. Sudden, on set and terminal. You were too young to be in a relationship that was serious and this was way before you met Rafael.
You kept that resentment that you could never fulfil her wish. Up until you met Rafael, you lived by the motto. What was the point of being in a serious relationship if she was never going to meet them. Up until you met Rafael you were a casual dater. Looking for sex and a good time not a serious relationship and never relationship worth bringing home to meet the rest of your family.
It was a sad existence. You used the casual stuff to fill the loneliness you felt. So you always turned up to family dinner alone and was the family party girl and was infamously single. And you weren’t interested in anyone back then. At any one time you were stringing along any random three guys, that was until you met Rafael.
Erin had introduced to Rafael about a year ago. You were a detective in Manhattan’s Special Victims Unit and he was your new ADA. Except for an awkward first meeting where Erin suggested you should date and him and you checking out his ass, you didn’t see him for the first few weeks after became your ADA. You officially met after a particularly difficult case. You knew the guy hadn’t done it but Rafael argued that who had enough evidence.
You argued adamantly against the idea of charging your suspect. Fighting about miscarriages of justice and all lawyers want to do was win cases. He argued back that if you found evidence to exonerate him then he wouldn’t indite. Which you did not only just to free a free man but also to prove that smug new ADA.
It was the start of your ‘bickering’. At first you just liked to make fun of him especially his ties and him your political ties and your party girl antics. Then you did it because you liked talking to him. he was interesting and funny when he wanted to be. He was a lot like you really. You were both unemotional, sarcastic and abrasive at a glance but when you got to know us we were sweet, caring, passionate. You got know each other at basic level at first not going any deeper than that.
It was when one your cases which was basic at first, you even worked it alone, it was so simple got bigger than anyone expected. It even got transferred to Major Crimes in the end. Danny became lead detective but Rafael still tried it and you were still the star witness in the case. Which the media just had a field day way considering your Dad is commissioner. It meant that you and Rafael had to work together a lot, preparing the case which to be honest you were in the pinnacle of.
If you spend enough long hours and late nights with someone. You eventually get to know them. He talked about himself and his life and you talked about yours.
You were the youngest of five children born to Commissioner Frank Reagan and his baker wife Mary. You were born quite late compared to the rest of your siblings. They were all much older than you. Obviously, you were close with both your parents but more your mother. Just because she was at home more than your Dad was. When he was growing up he was a high ranking officer with his own command which meant long nights and late hours. He loved you, of course but growing up, you couldn’t help but feel his job came first and you came second.
After your Mother died. You and your father got much closer. Mostly, because you were the only one left at home at that time. You formed that relationship that all your brothers and sister had. Even as you got closer to your Father you didn’t tell him what had happened to you. It was a secret that your mother and you were planning on taking to the grave.
You talked about what it was like to be the Commissioners daughter and about your brother Joe’s death but you never mentioned the secret or why you became a cop. And still never had.
As the case proceeded, you got closer and by the end you had made out in the courtroom on his desk. After that incident, he asked you out on a date. Which you were surprised by. you’d never really been on one unless you count pre-drinks before sex with your flings.
It was a strange experience, really. Every part of you thought that the end of this you’d have sex and then it would be over but that didn’t happen. At the end of your first date all he did was kiss you goodbye and ask you when the next one was. It was just different. It was commitment, something you didn’t usually partake in nor was interested in doing so well until you met Rafael.
You went on more and more dates. And you experienced every first milestone you usually have in relationships. The anniversaries, the ‘I love yous’, everything. You’d even met his mother. He was different, he made you want to stick around, you never got bored being with him. It was like how your Mother had described being in love with your Father.
You were cautious about telling your family you were in a relationship. like you said you were the infamous family party girl. The Reagan nobody could tie down. The Reagan afraid of commitment. It was last week after eight almost nine months of dating you’d let it slip you had been seeing someone in a long term, non causal sense. They also all knew Rafael in someone way or another so you were never worried about how they would react to him. It was more how they would react to the whole thing in general. You didn’t know how they would act or react to you being in a relationship.
Like you said you let it slip last week. Let’s just say family dinner turned from usual family politics to you and your apparent singledom.
“What about you sis. Found anyone yet?” Danny asked suddenly his mouth filled with food.
“Yeah, Erin.” you automatically urged giving her nudge in her side as you played with your potatoes.
“I was talking to you.” he clarified.
“Me?” you asked slightly taken aback.
“Yeah, you haven’t been bragging about your ‘adventures’ lately. I just thought you might have found someone.” Danny explained watching you suspiciously as if he’d been harbouring the idea for a while.
“Well you thought wrong. Just nothing worth mentioning the last few weeks. Been sort of boring.” you lied shopping up a spoonful of potatoes and shoving them into you mouth.
“You’re lying.” he accused.
“Excuse me?” you asked choking on your potatoes.
“I know when you’re lying. I taught you to lie. I’m going to ask you again are you seeing someone?” he repeated watching you as well as the rest of the table.
Danny had taught you to lie and you weren’t going to be able to convince him otherwise especially not now.
“Maybe.” you gave in with a annoyed face.
“What?” Everyone collectively asked bar your Dad and Danny.
“I knew it. Twenty bucks, cough it up.” Danny cheered turning to Jamie who reluctantly gave him the money.
“I can’t believe it.” Jamie sighed.
“Well who is it?” Erin asked, nudging you.
“Yeah, who is the lucky guy?” your Grandpa asked from the end of the table.
“Don’t you mean unfortunate?” Danny teased earning him a dig in the ribs from Linda.
“You hush! Tell us who it is Y/N. I’ll keep this one quiet.” Linda offered.
“It’s no one.” you said embarrassed. “Aunt Y/N, why are you going red?” Sean asked suddenly.
“She’s blushing.” Nicky singsonged informing the whole table.
“Alright, if you won’t tell us who he is. How long have you been together?” Erin interrogated.
“Nine months.” you mumbled after a long pause.
“Nine months?!” Erin repeated shocked.
“Nine Months!?” Everyone else related except your Father after they heard Erin.
“Seriously?! And you didn’t tell me?” Jamie asked.
“And you haven’t said anything all this time?” Grandpa continued.
“I didn’t say anything because I knew you’d guys would react like this. Like the weirdos you are.” you briefly explained trying to answer all at the same time.
“You have to tell us who he is now.” Danny suggested.
“You really want to know?” you questioned stupidly.
“Yes.” everyone stated automatically.
“It’s… Rafael Barba.” you whispered down towards your plate.
“The ADA?” Your Dad finally chimed in from the other end of the table.
“Yeah.” you agreed reluctantly.
“My Rafael?” Erin asked.
“Well don’t you think he’s my Rafael now.” you joked coldly.
“I knew you liked him.” Erin stated practically cheering.
“Our girl’s gone and snagged herself a lawyer.” Linda winked at you.
“I like him. He’s a good man. I just can’t believe he got my Y/N to settle down.” your Grandpa smirked.
“And you never knew about this? You work at the same precinct.” Danny asked Jamie.
“Well I don’t spend the whole time watching my baby sister work. I’ve only seen them together a few times and that was just them talking about cases. ” Jamie argued as if you weren’t their.
“Well I think they were talking more than just about cases.” Danny countered.
“Alright, that’s enough. Can we just drop it now.” you pleaded.
“No, this is your first serious boyfriend. We aren’t just going to drop it.” Danny teased.
“He is not my first serious boyfriend. He’s just the only one of I’ve told you about.” you countered.
“We should invite him over for dinner.” Linda suggested.
“Well that depends. How much do you like this guy?” Danny questioned.
“I dunno.” you responded awkwardly.
“You’ve been together nine months and you don’t know.” Danny stated skeptical.
“Alright a lot. I like him a lot.” you clarified annoyed.
“You love him?” he questioned suddenly.
“Yeah.” you choked out as casually as possible.
It was enough to set off the whole table.
“Aunt Y/N, has a boyfriend.” Jack began to chant.
“She’s in love.” Erin and Linda singsonged together.
“He’s definitely coming to diner.” Jamie and Danny agreed.
During the chaos you glanced over at your Dad who was looking at you. You flashed you a small smile at him and he returned with a reassuring one.
“Does anyone have his number?” Danny asked pulling out his phone.
“Me.” Erin stated practically jumping out of her chair to give it to him, “I should call him. He knows me. We work together.”
“But I’m the oldest.” Danny argued.
“Is that your argument? We’re adults Danny. That doesn’t work anymore.” Erin fired back.
“How about I call him. I’m the only person who hasn’t met, this man and it’s my family dinner.” your Dad said getting up and taking the number and the phone.
“Dad..?” you called after him as he turned.
You all watched as he walked out the door. You never found out what he had said and Rafael had refused to tell you. That was a week ago now. Today was the day. You’d both gotten ready and now you were both sitting outside your Dad’s house in your car.
“I don’t think I can do this.” you sighed breathing heavily.
“Well you can stay out here and I’ll go in for the both of us.” Rafael joking suggested.
“How can you be so calm?” you accused annoyed.
“One of us has to be. You want to tell me what’s really going on?” Rafael asked sending something was wrong.
“I dunno. It’s just that you’re the first person that I’ve ever liked enough and was serious enough about to actually bring them home. I’m nervous and then I’m also sad and I know I should be excited but I’m not because. Even if you go in and meet everyone you won’t meet everyone.” you tried to explain.
‘Is this about your mom?” Rafael asked quietly.
“Not just her. It’s my Mom and Joe. You’ll never get to meet them and they’ll never get to meet you. And they would have loved you.” you sighed sadly.
“So this isn’t about me meeting your family is it?” he asked grabbing and you hand and giving it a comforting a squeeze.
“No, it’s about me. Not wanting to face the reality that they’ll never get to meet my person. The person who wants to spend the rest of their life with me. My mom always got so excited when someone brought someone new over and I guess I got excited about my turn.” you explained honestly giving him a sad smile.
“Y/N, I know how much you miss them. And I would have loved to meet them but I can’t. So how about we focus on preparing me for this dinner? As I recall it’s a battlefield.” he chuckled sadly trying to cheer you up.
“You’re right.” you said perking up, “Just remember to look everyone in the eye when you talk to them or they’ll sense fear and destroy you.”
“To be honest, Y/N. I’m only really worried about meeting your Father. He’s the commissioner.” Rafael admitted.
“You’re scared of my Dad?” you asked confused, “Why?”
“As I said Y/N. He’s the commissioner. Not only could he shoot me if I were to break up with you he could make the whole police force to do it.” he explained.
“You’re cute when your nervous.” you giggled patting his face, “You shouldn’t worry. My Dad’s a softy, really.”
“Yeah you think so. Because he’s your Dad and your his baby. To everyone else he’s scary.” Rafael informed you knew he was joking at this point to make you feel better.
“It’s the moustache, isn’t it?.” you joined in going along with it.
“You think?” he asked leaning back in his seat.
“Oh yeah. I’ve seen him without it. He kind of loses his effect.” you chuckled.
“When?” he prompted.
“After I was offered a lot of money by my Grandma Betty to shave it off.” you giggled.
“Why would she ask you to do that?” Rafael asked confused but still laughing.
“Something about no one being able to appreciate his beautiful face with that thing distracted people.” you burst out laughing.
“We need to go or we’ll be late.” Rafael informed glancing at his watch.
“Yes, you wouldn’t want to make a bad impression.” you agreed jumping out the car.
You waited for him to join you on the sidewalk, before linking arms and walking up the driveway.
“Any last pieces of advise?” he asked as you approached the door.
“Don’t do anything weird?!” you offered as you rang the doorbell.
“Have you ever considered following that advice?” he fired back.
“Hey, I’m not that bad.” You argued rolling your eyes.
“I’m sorry are you not the Y/N, who started shouting at me with sleeping with your brother in public just for fun?” He asked sarcastically.
“Hell yeah, I am.” you laughed.
“So you’re not denying it?” he questioned.
“Why would I. It was genius and hilarious.” you laughed harder.
That’s when the door swung open, revealing your Grandfather wearing an apron. Which cause you both to immediately stop.
“Grandpa.” you greeted still laughing a little, as you leaned to hug him.
“What’s so funny?” he asked confused as he let you go.
“Other than my life choices nothing much.” you giggled, “Anyway Grandpa, as you know this Rafael Barba.”
“It’s nice to see you again Sir.” Rafael greeted putting his hand out for a shake.
“Likewise. And call me Henry.” he greeted steeping aside so you could both step in.
Stepping in you smelled a mixture of Grandpa’s and Linda’s cooking along with Erin’s failed attempt at it. You saw Jamie and Danny, lying back on the couch watching the game. Nicky and the boys were setting the table well at least trying to. Your Dad was at the bar pouring himself another drink at the bar. They were all so loud they probably didn’t hear you come in. Your Grandpa slammed the door which alerted everyone.
“She’s here.” he called which was the final alarm.
Everyone seemed to drop what they were doing, except your Dad, and race to the door. Standing awkwardly in front of the three of you. Smiling, like idiots. But they were your idiots.
“Hi.” you said taking a deep breath.
“Hi,” they returned in unison.
“As most of you know this is Rafael Barba…my boyfriend.” you introduced nervously.
“Hi” he greeted taking a step forward.
“Hi.” they all greeted again.
“It’s nice to see you again, Erin,Danny, Jamie, Linda,Kids.” Rafael continued, “God their’s is a lot of you.”
Which earned a laugh. Then suddenly your Dad appeared from behind the crowd. Getting closer nursing a scotch.
“Dad,” you smiled, “This ADA Rafael Barba.”
Rafael took a step forward and put his hand out once again, “It’s great to meet you Sir.”
“Likewise Son. My daughter Erin has always had great things to say about you. Though Y/N, has ever said much about you.” Your Dad greeted, shaking hair hand firmly.
“Well secret relationships tend to stay secret.” Rafael automatically rebutted, and soon after saying it realising his mistake.
“So you’re ashamed to be in a relationship with my daughter?” he asked sternly and in a voice you’d never heard him use.
“No, never. Y/N, asked me to keep it a secret from her family. I respected her wishes but my family,friends, colleges bar Erin were fully aware.” Rafael defended gently. “Why do you think that is?” You Dad questioned causing everyone in the room to tense.
“Honestly, I don’t know. Maybe, it’s my age. I have got a few years on her. She could have scared of how you would react.” Rafael joked but really not wanting to tell me them why because ehe’d knew you didn’t want them to know.
“Well, Mr Barba. Make yourself at home. Dinner will be ready…?” he asked looking in Erin, Linda’s and Grandpa’s direction before walking off back to the bar you presumed.
“Soon,” Erin answered, “Which reminds me. Y/N, come help us in the kitchen. I made your favourite desert. I need to see if you like it.”
“Well if you made it. I can already tell you that I don’t.” you admitted honestly still rattled by the exchange.
"Come on.” she said grabbing your arm and beginning to drag you to the kitchen.
"Rafael, do you want to come with us?” You said stopping you both in your tracks as you looked at him, standing their alone.
"He’ll be fine with us won’t you councillor?” Danny said walking behind Rafael and grabbing his shoulders and shaking him.
"Sure,how’s the Gerald case going?” Rafael chuckled seemingly unfazed by the looming Danny and Jamie and the exchange with your Father.
Erin continued to drag you into the kitchen along with Linda and your Grandpa. You stumbled in catching yourself on the island. Looking face first at a chocolate cake.
"Where’s my cookies and cream ice-cream? ” You asked confused.
“What?” Erin asked confused.
“You said my favourite dessert. This isn’t my favourite dessert.” You clarified getting a spoon.
“Does it matter?” Erin asked annoyed.
“Yes, you got my hopes up. But this will do as a constellation prize.” you said taking a spoonful of cake.
“So, how you feeling?” Erin asked.
“Great, you didn’t make this cake.’ you grinned cheekily taking another spoonful.
“Y/N.”Erin repeated annoyed.
You took a deep breath, “Slightly nervous. I thought it was going well and then Dad…”
“You shouldn’t be worried.” Erin reassured taking the cake away from you.
“Why, that was a train wreak.” you sighed.
“Dad, did the same thing to Jack when I brought him over for the first time.” Erin informed.
“Really?”you asked surprised.
“Uh huh. He didn’t handle as well Rafael did.” Erin chuckled leaning against the island on the opposite side.
“So I shouldn’t worry then.” you sighed. “Not at all. I love seeing you like this.” Erin squealed giving you a nudge.
“Like what?” you asked annoyed, giving her the side eye.
“Like this. Happy, nervous, in love. It’s a good look on you.” Erin smiled.
“Thanks sis.” you chuckled.
“You did well, look.” She stated quickly before gesturing towards the door and walking away.
You span around following her hand. You looked out the door to see Danny and Jamie standing with their backs to you. Rafael was facing in your direction. They were all laughing. You watched them, laughing at them. Then Rafael caught sight of you watching. He gave you wink and you smiled broadly at him.
You were pulled away after that. It was about twenty minutes later, you found that everyone was busy and you could sneak away. You went on the search for Rafael, who you found with drink in hand staring at the wall decorated with the family photos.
"Hey.” You whispered in his ear placing a shoulder on his shoulder, sneaking up on him
“Is that you?” Rafael asked gesturing to one of the pictures.
It was a picture of you when you were about twelve. It was a close up picture of you staring dramatically off into the distance with your curls flipped over your head, being moved by a fan. One of your more embracing pictures.
“Yeah, it is. From my modelling days.” you chuckled looking at the picture and remembering.
“You were a model?” he asked raising an eyebrow.
“I didn’t do anything major. Some guy approached my Mom in the mall. And was like your daughters should be in showbiz.” you chuckled.
“Well he wasn’t wrong.You don’t look half bad.” Rafael teased.
“What can I say. I’ve always been so gorgeous” you joked.
“No argument here.” He joined in
“Either-way,” you began to explain, “It wasn’t worth the hassle.”
“What happened?” he asked curious.
“My dad didn’t want me to do it. They argued for a week about it and in the end my Mom snuck my mom snuck me to it. Didn’t tell my Dad. Eventually, though he found out after my face was on a poster near his station.” you finished smiling at the memory.
"Was he mad?” Rafael questioned.
"Oh yeah but he calmed down after he found out that the whole thing could pay almost all my college tuition.” you chuckled.
“Smart man. How old are you in this picture?”
“Twelve.“ you said.
"I never knew you had curly hair.”
“Why, would you. Ive been straightening it out since she died. She used to love my curly hair. I couldn’t bear seeing it everyday. Didn’t need the reminder.”
“Well judging by these pictures. You’re the only Reagan with it.”he commented looking at the other childhood pictures of your brothers and sister.
“That’s because. I’m not Frank Reagan’s daughter.” you joked dramatically.
“Then who?” he questioned playing along.
“The butler.” you continued, “I’m kidding. Ironically, enough. I inherited it from him. In his ‘youth’ he used to have curly hair.” “Really?” he asked skeptical.
You looked around before, grabbing his hand, “Come with me.”
You took him into the living room, which was empty. By the bar was a cabinet, you opened it as Rafael stood behind you. You bent down and opened the draw and pulled out the photo album. You quickly flipped through the album until you found the write page.
“Here.” you said handed the album.
“Oh he really did.” Rafael chuckled before his eyes wondered to the next image, “Whose that?”
Taking a quick look you replied, “My Grandma Betty.”
“You look just like her.” he commented taking a closer look in awe.
“You think?” you asked watching him.
“Yeah, you’ve got her eyes.” he said looking up from the page and looking up at you.
“She would have loved you.” you stated whimsically.
“Why?” he asked.
“She loved Mexican food.” you teased.
“I hate it when you do that.” he chuckled shaking his head.
“Did I make the big bad Cuban ADA angry?” you asked suggestively.
“You’ll pay for that.” he warned jokingly.
“I look forward to it.” you winked leaning in to kiss.
“Am I interrupting?” your Dad’s voice called out.
“No.” you said jerking back and turning towards him.
“You sure?” he asked all knowingly.
“Yes, of course. Dad.” you rambled trying to unfluster yourself.
“Good, because I was hoping to borrow Mr Barba. For a chat.” he stated suspiciously.
“Sure.” Rafael agreed taking a step forward.
“Let’s go to the porch.” Your Dad suggested with a smile. “Lead the way.” Rafael smiled in return.
You followed them into the kitchen and then stopped as you watched as they both went out onto the back door. You waited until they had both gone outside and then hurried to the door. Making sure you couldn’t be seen but were still listening in,nervously.
At first you heard nothing but silence.
“It’s nice to finally meet you Sir. I’ve only ever heard great things about you.” Rafael greeted your Dad, once again.
“Call me Frank. And I’ve heard likewise about you.” You Dad greeted.
“Really, from Erin?” Rafael asked.
“Not just Erin. The DA, some high ranking piece officers,among others.” he informed.
“Your sons probably threw in a good word too.” Rafael joked.
“Before they knew you were dating their baby sister. They did.” Your Dad chuckled.
Their was a brief pause.
“So you like my daughter.” Your Dad said suddenly taking another drink.
“More than like, sir. I’m very much in love with her.” Rafael admitted.
“That’s good to hear…because I know she’s very much in love with you too. But I’m assuming you already know that.” Your Dad said.
“Yes Sir.” Rafael agreed.
“I’ve been watching you. I respect how you reacted to my questions before. To be honest none of boyfriends either my daughters have brought home have ever reacted like that.” Your Dad explained.
“Like what?” Rafael asked searching fro elaboration.
“Like your first defence was to stand up for my daughter and not yourself. It proves how much you respect her. I see how much she likes she likes you, too. She never stops smiling when around you. She’s always laughing. You two remind me of my wife and I.” Your Dad finished, nodding with a small smile.
“The feeling is very much mutual.” Rafael informed sincerely.
“I need you to appreciate how much she likes you and her feeling towards you.” Your Dad informed.
“I do sir.” Rafael smiled.
“Well if that’s is the case, I’d also like to thank you.” Your Dad said taking a deep breath.
“For what?” Rafael asked confused.
“I don’t know how much you know about my daughter before she met you. She was different. Still the same, smart,opinionated and beautiful but lonely. When her Mother died she had Joe to lean on, to talk too but when he died she was alone. She has all of us but it was like she had no one. It changed her. She got quiet, didn’t talk about herself much, she just wasn’t herself. For the past few months it was like she was coming back. She goes to her nephews soccer games, she makes jokes at Erin’s expense and plays pranks on her brothers. She was whole again. She was herself again. I figured she was finally dealing with her grief. Like the rest of us had. And I do think she has. I don’t want to give you all the credit because she’d hate that but I know you’ve probably got something to do with it. I’ve seen how happy you make her. And tonight I saw it first hand.” Your Dad to began to explain.
“Sir.” Rafael tried to interject.
“So I want to thank you for helping to bring my little girl back to me.” He smiled, “I hope she makes you as happy as you are clearly making her.” Dad finished standing up and offering his hand.
“Thank you, sir but their is no need. You’ve got a phenomenal daughter.” Rafael smiled.
“I do.” Your Dad agreed.
You wiped the tear that was rolling down your face. Erin told you to call them in as dinner was ready. As you stepped outside they were standing, talking but stopped.
“Dinner is ready, guys.” you smiled.
“Great.” Rafael said walking past you and into the house as he did he winked and said,”I’ll tell you later.”
You watched him leave before turning back to your father, who was standing on the porch, watching you. You walk towards him and engulfed him in big hug. He was surprised and took a step back before wrapping his arms round you.
“I love you, Dad.” you whispered loud enough from him to hear.
“I love you too, my little Y/N/N bear.” he replied leaning down to give you a kiss on the forehead.
You released him, taking a step back and quickly wiping another tear, from your face.
“Come on, we’re going to miss dinner.” he nudged as you linked arms and walked back into the house.