"On it, Boss. Will have coffee ready for us." Tony muttered as he felt the bed shift, so much for getting back to sleep. As he shut the flip phone, he watched his husband pull on a night robe and leave their bedroom. He was lucky that his husband didn’t mind the middle of the night calls to crime scenes. No, his husband would get up with him, make fresh coffee, give him a kiss, and then crawl back into bed. Sometimes he envied his husband being able to go back to bed, other times he didn’t. Especially when he had to get up early in the morning in general.