When Nines is found, he goes to live with Hank and Connor. However, he is an upgraded version of Connor, with slightly different skill sets, so he goes to work with the FBI rather than the DPD. They also don’t want him and Connor constantly being compared and contrasted, it’s better for everyone if they don’t work together.
However, he still meets the people of the DPD and they in turn start hanging out with the decent half of the FBI. It’s a happy mix, inter-agency co-operation has never been better.
“A bunch of us are going out tonight,” Connor turns to NInes, “want to come along?”
He’s surprised when Nines turns the offer down, saying he has a date. Connor doesn’t pry until a few weeks later, when Nines joins him, Hank and Chris for lunch.
“So, how was your date?”
Nines ends up giving a small shy smile and after a lot of prodding all they can get out of him is that his now boyfriend is very considerate, intelligent, softly spoken, gentle and works in the police force. His friends clap him on the shoulder, loving how smitten Nines sounds. They occasionally get an odd scrap of information here and there, the boyfriend loves quiet afternoons curled up on the sofa and reading, prefers hot chocolate to coffee and will dance to any song he can. They sound utterly in love and people are happy that Nines has found someone so openly adoring as a partner.
Meanwhile, Tina’s on the prowl. She’s spent long enough single and she’s ready to finally put herself out there again.
“Be my wingman tonight, pretty please?” she saunters up to Gavin one afternoon.
“Sorry Tina-cakes, this bird’s wings have been clipped,” there is absolutely zero remorse in Gavin’s voice. In fact, he looks pretty happy about his situation.
He still gets dragged out to a bar that evening for a grilling. Oddly, he’s very protective, almost secretive about his new partner. Or not that new, they’ve been together for a few months now but Gavin didn’t want to rub it in Tina’s face. Anyway, they weren’t going to go public with it just yet. They liked their little world without other people’s input.
Gavin still manages to say a little about his boyfriend who works for the FBI. Yes, they met at one of those inter agency event things that Fowler had set up, the guy had a wicked sense of humour, two left feet and loves to cook. Tina had never seen Gavin light up so softly at talking about anyone before, she’s happy for him, really is. But she still wants to vet the guy and give him the shovel talk. When she says as much, Gavin laughs at the idea and says if she gets round to that, he’d very much like to see the footage.
Upon further investigation, Tina finds out that Gavin’s boyfriend is a softie, loves stealing his hoodies even if they don’t fit him properly and really like gardening. That last fact she discovers when she visits Gavin and is surprised to find his windowsills filled with pots of bright, colourful flowers.
Time passes, things seem to go so well and everyone is happy. It almost becomes a matter of the norm that not everyone wants to live their private lives in the public eye and gossip dies down after a few more months.
Naturally, things go tits up. They’re police officers and can’t all be picking flowers for beautiful bouquets every day. There’s a hostage situation, it goes wrong despite Connor’s negotiation skills. It’s Gavin who draws the short straw of luck, a bullet is fired his way, grazes along his arm. Thankfully the bullet doesn’t hit anything vital but it still needs stitches. He’s already sat in the back of an ambulance, door shut for privacy when a sleek car pulls up and Nines storms out.
“Why does the FBI want our case? We’ve already done the hard work!” Hank whines when he sees Nines.
“Keep your fucking case, it’s already fucked up my fucking anniversary plans,” Nines barks.
It’s so out of character for him that nobody tries to stop him, not even when he demands to know “where is he?” and one of the rookies finally points towards the ambulance. Nines strides over and knocks on the ambulance door.
“Gavin?” he asks.
There’s no reply.
“FBI, open up!” he yells and raps on the door again.
People watch him with wide eyes, utterly confused and terrified at the way his face darkens when he’s told that only family can see patients at the moment. Nobody expects Nines to dig into his pocket and grab a box.
“For fuck’s sake Gavin, will you marry me already just so I can come and make sure you’re okay with my own to eyes?”
Silence reigns. The ambulance door opens and Nines is climbing inside in an instant.
“Wait, what?” Hank asks as he looks to Connor for guidance. They rush over to the ambulance and all but rip the door open.
Inside, Nines is sat on the gurney, Gavin next to him, curled against his chest, head buried in the crook of his neck while a paramedic stitches his wound shut. The image is shocking in and of itself. But what really draws people’s eyes is the ring the freshly adorns Gavin’s finger.
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