#hank voight imagines

[adoreeenina]

Guys I did something bad I cheated on my big blue men. I'm not proud of it but what's done is done jkjk ignore my overly dramatic self

My aunt introduced me to Chicago PD and girl... I'm in love... I'm in love with another asshole if you seen the show you might know who l'm talking about... yes it's Sargent Hank Voight.

You know what that means... I have to write about him, I just have to. There's hardly any fics of him and I'm mad and sad about it

Don't worry I'm still working on "I wanna be yours" but l've been taking breaks in between cause either learned the hard way that I have to write when I get the motivation not when I force myself.

There will be crossovers from other shows and movies, other than Law and Order, Chicago med, and Chicago PD. The reader will be latina.

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[midnightsconspiracy]

CHOOSE YOUR LOVER

CHAPTER 4.2 - YOUR PLACE

Choose Your Lover - @midnightsconspiracy

Summary: Joining the intelligence unit is nerve-wracking, but what happens when you have a crush on multiple members and they seem to also make advances towards you

Warnings: None

Word Count: 981

Requested: No

A/N: THIS IS A CHOOSE YOUR OWN DESTINY STORY FOR EITHER HANK OR JAY DEPENDING ON WHAT YOU PICK. YOU’LL BE GIVEN TWO OPTIONS AT THE END OF EACH CHAPTER, SO CHOOSE WISELY.

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In the heat of the moment, your place sounded like a viable option, but it seemed your judgment may have been a bit off. Not only was the parking a nightmare and the place a total mess, you'd forgotten entirely about the person that was your roommate. Your house share was a situation of convenience really, both lacking the funds to live separately. And so with the sheer speed at which you were willing to move in, had the unfortunate circumstances of your living situation occurred. But, you hadn't always had such a complex relationship, in the beginning, you'd been friendly enough. You'd take turns cooking for each other, partake in the occasional movie nights and on multiple occasions she'd even invited you to tag along to a night at the bar with her friends. Things had gone south from there though, her once nice attitude had turned sour within a matter of hours, leaving your friendship broken without the possibility of ever being repaired. What had occurred that night that caused such irreparable damage you would never know, but still, you tried to be as civil as possible, going about your life without the need for conflict. It never occurred to you that bringing Hank back would be such a problem, you had your own room and were respectful of any boundaries she had set out. But as both of you came bounding through the door, smiles plastering your faces without a care in the world, her voice rang through the air, bursting your once perfect bubble.

"Y/N! What are you doing? I thought we'd established, no visitors on weekdays!" Screaming from the top of the stairs, she narrowed her eyes at you, completely disregarding the man beside you. Not only were you completely mortified at her lack of respect for you in your own home, but also for Hank, who awkwardly stood beside you not wanting to add any more fuel to the fire. Not caring about the consequences of your words or actions, you continued getting comfy in your own home, taking off your outdoor clothing while encouraging Hank to do so also. This woman was not going to ruin your chances of securing a date. "If you're going to create rules without me knowing, then expect me to break them." Grabbing the Sargeants hand, you quickly pulled him upstairs, giving a small wink to your roommate as you headed in the direction of your room.

Slumping down on your bed, you gave Hank a small smile, an apology that the night you'd expected to go so well had brutally turned in the other direction. Mortified by your roommate's actions, you stared up at the ceiling, embarrassment radiating off your body as you thought about what had just occurred.

Hank on the other hand felt quite amused by the situation. He, in the past, had experienced a situation quite similar, also having an equally distressing tenant reek havoc in his life. And so he wasn't going to let you dwell on it, instead laying down next to you, grabbing your hand to encase it in his own. The gesture comforted you slightly, thanking the stars he wasn't angry at you for ruining the evening. At that thought, tears pricked your eyes, your fresh start had been compromised against your will, and again you would have to find a new unit to join. You wouldn't be able to bear the thought of seeing him at work each day, the memories popping up at the sight of his face. And if he told the others in the team, god you'd be the laughingstock of the district. Y/N Y/LN, the person who tried to get with her boss and failed miserably.

Pulling you out of your thoughts, Hank held your cheek, rubbing away the tears as they fell.

"What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" He questioned, a comforting smile playing on his lips. "Im sorry," you cried, hiding your face in your hands. "I ruined everything by bringing you back here, and I made you feel so uncomfortable by including you in our drama, and you probably just came here to sleep with me and now im crying." Babbling on you failed to notice the amused grin that now graced the man's face, how you'd gotten everything so wrong. "Hey, hey, listen to me, you haven't ruined anything at all, if anything it was her fault, she had no right to intervene in your business." Pulling your hands away from your face, he proceeded to tuck your hair back exposing your red eyes and runny nose. "A-are you sure?" You mumbled back surprised at his actions. "Yes, I shouldn't have asked to come back here. You deserve a proper gentleman, someone whose willing to take you on a date first. I’m sorry if I made you feel otherwise." Tugging you towards him, he brought you into his arms, smiling down at your sad face. He'd never been one to sleep with someone before going on a date, and God did he want to take you on a date. In the heat of the moment, he'd just been so desperate to touch you he'd forgotten his traditional values, something his father had always drilled into him from a young age, that women were people to be respected. And to him, you were someone more than special, someone who deserved way more than just a one night thing. "Maybe we should just forget this all happened. Tomorrow morning I’ll take you on a date to my favourite place in Chicago. Sound good?" "Sounds perfect."

In the end, that night didn't go to waste. And so as you drifted off into a content sleep tucked up in the man's arms, you thanked the universe. Because although it works in mysterious ways, sometimes a bad situation will have a very good outcome.

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THE END

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[procrastinatorimagines]

The Family We Chose

Fandom: Chicago PD

Series: One Shot

Pairing/s: Hank Voight x Atwater!Reader

Warning/s: child abduction

Word Count: 2,898

Request: Hi, are you still doing requests for Chicago PD? If so, can I pls have Hank Voight x Atwater!reader where he proposes to reader after 3 ½ years but right after she says yes they get a case with a little girl being kidnapped so they adopt her and Kevin is so happy to become uncle kevin.

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Hank never took nights off, but he wanted everything to be special tonight. A trail of flowers leading into the garden you shared together; he had decorated the space in flowers, lights and candles. Dinner was set up in a table in the centre.

Simple, elegant, perfect.

You gasped when you saw it. not believing what you were seeing. You and Hank had been together for 3.5 years but seeing him there, kneeling in the middle of the lawn, ring in hand, was not what you expected when you got home from work.

Pausing at the door you tried to process what you saw, overwhelmed with emotions.

"Yes," you blurted out, making your way down the patio steps before he could even ask the question. He didn't, however, need to be told twice.

Scooping you up into his arms as you nearly tripped over yourself reaching him, he kissed you. "I love you Y/N."

"I love you too."

It was a dream come true, almost perfect... almost.

Hank's phone rang as he slipped the ring on your finger, pausing slightly at the sound but continuing on anyway.

"Leave it, it's officially someone else's business tonight," you told him, pulling him in for a kiss before he could consider reaching into his pocket.

And he nearly did, but then it rang a second time.

Hank pulled away, "what?" he snapped, out of breath and frustrated as you supressed a laugh and smirked, lips red and puffy.

Your smirk, however, faded as you watched Hank's face go to serious as he listened to the voice on the other end of the line, Trudy, and then he put his phone down slowly.

"What is it?" You asked, no longer annoyed by the call, this seemed serious.

"A little girl has been kidnapped," he informed you, "her whole family was brutally murdered less than an hour ago."

"Go," you told him, fiddling with the new ring on your finger.

"You sure?" He asked, taking your hands. This was supposed to be your night, and he didn't want you to think you were any less important to him.

"You wouldn't be you if you didn't," you reassured him.

"I love you," he said, kissing you quickly, "and we're not done."

"No, no we're not," you smiled, giving him another quick kiss before he headed back out to work.

When you saw the back door such you pulled out your phone, dialling ASA Anna Valdez.

"You heard?" She answered in lieu of a greeting, clearly stressed.

"Intelligence has it," you replied, looking at the ring on your finger as you spoke.

"You coming in?" She asked, knowing your answer anyway.

"Let's get to work."

Voight wasn't the only one who could help.

Voight arrived at the 21st to see everyone in motion. The first 24 hours were critical, no one would be going home to their own beds tonight.

He made his way quickly up to the bullpen to see everyone hard at work, talking on phones, going over surveillance, sticking pins and pictures up to the board...

He looked at the picture of the girl in the centre, Lily, only 6 years old.

If anyone had a chance of finding this girl, his unit did. And he didn't just think that because he was biased, they were the best.

Everyone momentarily paused when they noticed him at the top of the stairs, waiting for an order.

"Don't stop on my account," he told his team, "every second counts, let's get to work."

And so it began.

Hours of tedious searching, and plenty of footwork later, Atwater burst into Voight's office without knocking. The look on his face causing him to shoot out of his chair and grab his jacket.

"Got her?" He checked.

"Got her," Kev confirmed.

Hank headed out to where Adam was rounding the others up.

"Tell me," was all Voight needed to say as Adam brought up the image.

"Campervan a couple blocks away from where the murders took place and Lily was taken," Adam began.

"Why didn't we pick this up before?" Voight asked.

"Wasn't out of the ordinary, we ran it, came back clean, belongs to the occupant renting the property, everything checked out," Jay answered, handing his sergeant the files with the identity of their new suspect, Jim Payne.

"So what changed?" He asked.

"Traffic cams caught the same campervan heading off the highway, see here-" she pointed to the second picture, clearly the same van with the same design and markings, "-different plates."

"And that isn't all," Hailey said, "we found it entering a state park, tonnes of cabins to rent and miles of open forest."

"Spoke to the owner of the site the van pulled in to, boss the driver checked in with a little girl asleep in the back."

That was all he needed. "Then let's go."

Everyone geared up to head out as quickly as they could, Kev jumping in with Voight for the drive.

"We got anything on motive? Anything we could use against this guy? Any connections to the victim and her family?" He asked.

"As far as we can tell, he lost his daughter in a car accident a couple months back, then he quit his job, got the van and he's been renting up and down the country ever since," Kev explained, pulling up a picture of their suspect's daughter, the spitting image of the girl he'd just taken.

Voight grunted, driving faster. If he left with Lily before they got there he could go anywhere.

Voight and Kev were the first to arrive at the camp site, the owner directly him to a spot by the lake that their suspect had parked his van.

They had to go on foot through the trees to avoid being seen.

"Should we wait for back up?" Kev asked once they had arrived, eyes on the idle van.

Voight was about to agree when they both heard a scream coming from inside the van.

"We can't wait," he replied and Kev nodded, drawing his weapon and awaiting Voight's order.

"We're going in, block off the path and surround the van," Voight ordered the unit over the radio quickly, time was of the essence.

Making their way carefully, grateful for the cover of darkness, Voight took the lead, treading carefully as they approached the van.

The lights were on, and there were shadows of movement, but thankfully the curtains were drawn, enabling them to get close without being seen.

Reaching the edge of the tree line they paused. From here on out, they were open targets.

Voight looked to Kev, who was mirroring the same resolve he felt as another scream came from within.

Voight signalled that he would go a head to the door and Kev should go around to the side, both moving together as they crossed the last stretch of distance.

Movement inside gave Voight pause as he reached the door.

"Jim Payne, Chicago PD, come out with your hands up!" Voight ordered, weapon drawn and raised, ready.

"You can't have her!" A male voice yelled back, followed by a muffled cry from the girl.

"Jim, no one needs to get hurt, just come out, let her go," Voight continued, inching closer to the door as it was thrown open.

Voight froze, taking in Jim with a gun to Lily's head, arm around neck and shoulders as she struggled helplessly in her his grasp, feet not even touching the ground.

"No! No I won't let anyone take her from me!" He shouted, "no one is going to take my daughter from me again!"

"Jim, she isn't your daughter," Voight made his voice as soft as possible, "your daughter is gone, she's gone."

Jim was clearly erratic, unsure. On the one had, it meant he had less resolve to actually use the weapon in his hand, but on the other it made him more unpredictable.

"You don't understand-" he rambled.

"I do," Voight took a cautious set forward, pausing as Jim leveled the gun back at him in warning, hand visibly shaking. "I do, I lost my son a few years ago, okay, he was taken from me, and I'd do anything to get him back."

"So you do, you know why I'm doing this, why I have to do this-" He tried to rationalise his actions, but he was hanging on by a thread.

"No, no doing this won't bring your little girl back, all you've done is taken this girl's family from her," Voight could see movement from behind Jim at the window, and he knew it was Kev, he just needed a little more time.

"I'm her family now," Jim tried, voice breaking, conflicted.

"You aren't, look at her, look at how scared she is Jim," Voight was more stern now, eyes flicking to where Kev was slipping in through the window. Jim hadn't noticed, he'd been too distracted.

If he could just get a little closer... he needed to be able to grab Lily when Kev was in position.

"She won't always be, I'm her dad-"

"She will, because you aren't, you never will be!" Voight yelled, causing Jim to react in exactly the way he'd hoped.

"Yes I am!" He screamed in reply, the gun leaving Lily as he pointed it straight at Voight's head, just as Kev levelled his own behind Jim's.

"Chicago PD, drop it," Kev ordered, the shock causing Jim to whirl around, dropping Lily as Voight lunged to catch her.

Kev easily knocked the gun out of his hand and shoved him against the open door. "Jim Payne, you are under arrest for multiple counts of murder and kidnapping, anything you say or do can and will be used against you in a court of law..."

Kev continued to read him his rights as Voight checked to see if Lily was okay, which was difficult given that she had not stopped clinging to him since he'd caught her, her arms a vice grip around his neck.

"It's okay, it's okay," he reassured her, managing to grab his radio and signal the team, and an ambulance. One was on route just in case, so it wouldn't be long.

"Serge!" Voight turned his head to see Jay and Hailey approaching, weapons out but quickly holstered as they took in the scene.

The sudden noise and appearance of more people caused Lily to bury her head into Voight's chest. "She okay?" Hailey asked while Jay went to help Kev with Jim, who had not stopped struggling since the cuffs were put on.

"Physically, fine, but..." He trailed off but Hailey nodded, understanding. With everything she'd seen and been through...

The ambulance appeared at the end of the trail and Voight opted to carry Lily to them, since she didn't seem to want to let go.

"It's okay, these paramedics are going to take care of you," he told her as he put her in the ambulance, managing to pry her arms from around his neck. Her face was pale and covered and snot and tears, much of which was also on his shirt, but he didn't mind.

"Hey sweetheart, mind if we check you over?" Violet asked her, but she shuffled away and grabbed Voight's hand.

"Stay," he whispered, voice hoarse and barely audible.

"Fine by me," Sylvie nodded as Voight looked to her to check it was alright before the ambo doors were closed.

"I'm not going anywhere," Voight promised her, and as she squeezed his hand even tighter, he felt the promise he'd made had a deeper meaning that he understood yet.

-

You were Hank's first call after he and Kev brought the young girl, Lily, to the hospital. She'd lost everyone, and she needed help.

As a prosecutor, you knew exactly what he needed. It was an open and shut case, but Hank had gotten emotionally involved with this one, though he tried not to show it, so you'd happily try the case to make sure the monster responsible never saw the light of day again.

You got to the hospital first thing in the morning, after a night of legal planning and putting together the evidence Intelligence and the hospital had sent over.

Hank was still there, you weren't sure if he'd actually left. He looked up when he saw you, a slight smile at your presence, though his eyes were tired and grim,

Kev appeared around the corner as you wandered up, coffees in hand for him and Voight.

"Hey," he greeted you and gestured with the coffees, "I'd have got you one but..."

"No worries, thought I'd check in," you told him, glancing back to Voight.

"He hasn't slept," Kev said, following your gaze, "she's gotten pretty attached to him, and it's definitely mutual."

You took a breath and headed for the room, Voight's standing to greet you as you walked in, noticing the way Lily tensed at your entrance, but relaxed once she saw Hank smile at you, her guard somewhat dropping again.

"Hey Lily," you smiled, changing the tone of your voice to suit a child her age, "my name's Y/N, I'm going to be helping you find somewhere to live, and that means I'm going to be coming to see you sometimes, is that alright?"

She looked from you to Voight, "do you two know each other?"

"We do, very well," Hank told her.

"That's okay, I guess," she said, seemingly answering your question once she had confirmation that you could be trusted.

It was hard, seeing her so small and fragile. No matter how long you'd been in the job, you still didn't understand why someone would do such a thing to another person, a child.

"We'll be right outside, okay?" Hank asked her, putting a hand on your back to tell you he needed to speak to you in private.

Lily nodded and pulled her knees to her chest, and you couldn't help but give her one last pitying glance before heading out into the corridor where Kev waited.

"Anything?" He asked, voice low so Lily didn't hear.

You shook your head, a night of pouring over legal documents revealing next to nothing of use. "She has no family left that I can tell, the doctors say she's going to be in the hospital for a few weeks, but once she's discharged..."

"She'll have nowhere to go," Voight finished for you, clenching his jaw.

"Hey," you put your hand on his arm, ring catching in the light, "we'll figure something out."

He nodded, trusting you, but worrying nonetheless. This case had hit him hard, it was written all over his face, and it killed you that you couldn't do anything to help him.

Over the next few weeks, you put out feelers as a lawyer, searching for some distant relative or connection that could take her.

Weeks went by, and still nothing. She'd been staying with a temporary foster carer but they couldn't keep her long term, and there was no where else for her to go.

"What'll happen to her now?" Voight asked. He'd visited her everyday since she'd been discharged, and you knew your news would sting.

"She'll have to go into a group home," you told him, sighing. You were tired, up worrying about Voight and Lily and how it was effecting him. So you'd come to see him in work when you'd gotten the news, knowing he didn't like waiting.

There was nothing you could go to make it all better, but you hugged him all the same. He wasn't big on PDA, but it felt needed. And given how tense he was and the way he buried his head in your neck, he appreciated the gesture.

"What if-" He began but then broke off, stepping back from you and shaking his head.

"What if we took her in?" You finished for him, suspecting this had been coming from the start. You hadn't said anything to him, in case you'd found a relative who could take her, you didn't want to get his hopes up and then take them away.

"What do you think of that?" He asked. You hadn't really considered kids together, you were both so busy with work, and with everything that happened to Justin... It wasn't a subject Voight liked to dwell on, but you couldn't deny that you'd gotten your own hopes up about bringing Lily home as the weeks had gone by.

"I think she'd be lucky to have you as a dad," you told him honestly, taking his hand.

"You sure?" He checked, and although you weren't sure whether he was confirming whether you were sure about taking in Lily, or about him being a good dad, you nodded.

"Positive."

"Uncle Kev huh? I like the sound of that," a voice from the half open door pulled you both from your thoughts, jumping as you saw your brother, grinning with a file in his hand.

You laughed, "I guess it's settled then, all we have to do is ask Lily."

"And actually get all the paperwork done," Kev interjected, leaving the file on Voight's desk and leaving with a wink.

You shrugged and turned to Voight, "we can pull some strings."

He smiled, squeezing the hand that still held his and running his finger over your engagement ring, "let's do this."

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[themultifandomgal]

Hank Voight- Another One?

The sound of Hanks car coming up the drive way makes me jump to my feet. I pick up the 10 week old German Shepard and make my way to the bathroom

"Ok shhh we have to be quiet" I tell the puppy and place her down and shut the door as I hear the front door open then close. I walk over to greet my husband who is in command of the intelligence unit. Our other 4 dogs have already beat me to it "hey love good day?"

"Fine"

"Are you hungry? I can make us your favourite"

"What did you do?" Hank squints looking at me

"Nothing" I quickly shake my head. A small yap is heard from the bathroom

"What was that?"

"That was just Vinnie"

"Vinnie is here" Hank points to our oldest dog "and so is Ash, Bella and Max"

"Then it was my tummy?" there's another yap and so Hank walks passed me and towards the bathroom. Opening the door the little puppy comes running out and jumping up at Hank

"Another one? Seriously YN another puppy?"

"But he was abandoned and I couldn't say no" I pout

"I swear your job is a pain in the backside" Hank shakes his head. I pick up the puppy who's tail is wagging and she starts licking my face "5 dogs then?"

"Does that mean we can keep her?" I ask excitedly

"I guess we can keep her" I put the puppy down and wrap my arms around my husband

"Thank you thank you thank you" I kiss all over his face.

Later that evening we lay in bed together surrounded by all of our dogs. The new puppy is snuggled up with Max

"We need a name for her" I tell Hank

"What were you thinking?"

"I like Luna and Nova"

"I like Nova"

"Nova it is. I'm sorry I keep bringing dogs home but while your out saving people I'm saving animals. Your lucky I've just kept to dogs. Nearly bought home a rabbit and cat yesterday from a hoarders house" I chuckle which causes Hank to laugh along with me

"I know it's hard and you love the animals, but no more dogs. We've got 5 now and I don't think we could cope with anymore. Especially if we want a baby"

"I know, but their just so cute"

"I know I know" Vinnie jumps on the bed and wiggles his way in between Hank and I. I yawn feeling sleepy after my long day "good night YN"

"Night Hank".

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[fangirlfrom-hell]

How Many Detectives Are Needed To Sleep A Baby? || Jay Halstead x reader!

Cute and fluffy Jay, wife and baby + babysitter detectives

*re-posting this because I'm stupid and accidentaly delated my blog 🫠

Summary: Intelligence unit takes care of Jay's newborn baby while he and his wife are in court. Turns out it is the most difficult case they have worked on.

-"You can't go in there". Platt muttered in a scolding tone to Adam, who wanted to go into the coffee room.

-"Why not?" He asked strangely.

-"Shhhhhh". Kim gave him a punch on his arm. -"Keep it quiet, you're gonna wake her up".

-"Ok, alright". Ruzek kept his voice low. -"What the hell is going on, girls?"

-"Halstead's baby is sleeping in there. Don't you dare to interrupt her sweet dreams, bro". Kevin said from his desk.

-"Look at her. You can see her smile even from here". Hailey said, peeking through the window.

Trudy and Kim followed her.

-"She's so lucky she didn't get her father's mad face". The Sergeant enquired.

-"What do you think she's dreaming about? She looks so peaceful".

-"What's going on? Where's Jay? Where's her mom? What is she doing here all alone?" Adam was losing it, increasing his voice volume once more.

-"She's not alone. We're taking care of her!". Hailey frowned.

-"Adam, please". Voigh silently got out of his office and rushed towards him whispering. -"Would you keep it down? I can hear your voice even with my door closed. Let the baby rest, she's only weeks old and already has seen too much".

The detective opened his arms in a defeated gesture. He had just arrived and didn't understand anything.

-"Y/N is testifying right now, we couldn't avoid it. She and her colleagues published the investigation under their names, so...I couldn't stop it. Jay is by her side. The baby is here for protection".

-"She really is a hell of a journalist". Upton mentioned with admiration.

-"And a very brave woman. We owe her a lot in this case". Hank stated.

-"You know? You would have known about this if you had arrived in time to work". Burgess teases Adam.

-"Is there any news about the trial?" Platt wanted to know, worried about you.

-"Not yet, but Jay said he'll be in touch". The boss stated. -"You know these trials take time".

They weren't conscious about it, but the whole Intelligence squad looked hilarious talking with whispers and walking in tiptoes as they went back to their workplaces.

Time passed and the girl was still sleeping safe and sound, until Adam decided to stand up to stretch a bit and stumbled with some cables on the floor. Naturally, the clatter woke up the little baby.

-"It had to be you, right?" Kim mocked her husband as she helped him stand up.

Hailey and Kevin ran to the coffee room as if they were running a race. It was him who got there first and held the baby girl.

-"There, there. Uncle Kev is right here". He tried to reassure her. -"I had siblings and took care of them when they were babies. I can manage another one".

But after a few minutes, she was still uncontrollable.

-"Ok, it's my turn". Burgess got into the game and took the baby off his partner's arms. -"I'm the only mom here, the only one who has a real daughter. I know how to do it".

-"What are you talking about?" Trudy Platt laughed. -"Makayla was already a grown up when you adopted her!" And she grabbed the baby to accommodate her in her chest. But the crying did not stop.

-"Oh, no. What are they doing to you, sweetie?" Upton grabbed her and laid her in her arms. -"I am her godmother, she knows me better".

The baby Halstead slowed down her crying, but she was still restless.

-"Well, how many detectives do you need to sleep a baby, hum? You don't know anything". Hank Voight gasped. -"Give her to me, I'll show you all". But as soon as she was in the arms of the boss, her crying increased. -"Oh. I've lost touch!"

Jay and Y/N were already at the bullpen, waiting in the stairs. They got in time to witness the fluffy scene.

-"Hey, guys? She's not a rag doll, you know?" Jay said laughing at the scene and his friends turned around with surprise. -"She just needs her daddy's arms''. He took his daughter to stroke her and almost immediately she calmed down.

-"That's not fair". Platt crossed her arms.

-"We brought you coffee". You smiled, leaving the box you were carrying on one of the desks. -"There's not enough caffeine when you take care of a newborn. There's one for each of you, just as each of you like it. Look for your name in the tags".

-"Geez, thanks!" Adam said gladly and balanced the table. -"I was denied entrance to the coffee room the whole morning".

-"I'm sorry". You turned red.

-"Don't listen to him". A chorus of detectives said.

-"She's really calm, it was no problem". Kevin asserted and everyone else agreed.

You approached your husband and as soon as you were in your daughter's sight, the baby started to smile and giggle, throwing little kicks into the air.

-"What? Why are you laughing so much, baby?" You raised your hands and freed Jay's arms. -"Come with mommy, sweetie".

Everyone stared at the scene with tenderness, especially Kim, whose eyes started watering.

-"You wanna hold her?"

She just nodded and took the opportunity.

-"How was the trial? Are you alright?" Platt inquiered.

-"Yeah, I mean it was really scary, but I think it went fine". Y/N hands started to shake a little bit, but she was fast enough to hide them in her pockets. Nobody noticed, except for Jay.

-"She did a great job". He hugged you by the waist, trying to secretly ease you.

-"I have no doubt about it, she already showed us how much of a badass she is". Hank smirked.

-"I will just be more comfortable if you stay in here at least until the Jury deliberates, or as soon as I can go home with you. It's just a precaution, I'm not being paranoid or something".

-"Yes, I agree". Voight followed the idea.

-"Sure. Whatever you think is better".

The baby yawned and stretched herself so adorably, that she caught everyone's attention again.

-"I should put her down to sleep".

-"Alright. Take my seat, Y/N. We don't know how much we're staying here". Jay pointed out.

-"C'me on, Kim. Give the baby back to her mommy".

-"If you need help with the baby or you get bored of these people around, I'll be downstairs". The desk Sergeant winked at you and you smiled back at her back.

-"She won't be bored. She has me here". Hailey pulled a face.

-"I'll take provisions just in case the little one takes the coffee room again". Ruzek rushed to the kitchen.

Everyone else rolled their eyes in a funny way.

#chicago pd #chicago pd imagine #Jay Halstead #Jay Halstead x reader #Jay halstead x Y/N #Jay Halstead imagine #Jay Halstead one shot #Jay Halstead x you #Trudy Platt #Hank Voight #Adam Ruzek #Kim Burgess #kevin atwater #One chicago #One chicago one shot #Jay Halsted x daughter #Jailey Upton

[fanficreaderlove]

Hank Voight x HyperFem!Colleague

#hank voight #chicago pd #Hank Voight smut #moodboard #hank voight imagine #Hank Voight moodboard #hank voight x reader #hank voight x OC #Seargent hank voight

[marvel-and-chicago-fan]

Break Through Au

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: You go out ice skating on the lake with your brothers and Things don’t go as planned for you three

Warnings: CPR/Death, Falling through Ice, Hospitals, Yelling

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You were on the ice with your brothers Will and Jay, even though you weren’t allowed to, you guys still went regardless.

It was 10pm, no one would be out here to get in your way or yell at you to get off the ice.

“Cmon Y/n/n, it's better out here” Jay said while attempting to slide farther out to the lake. 

“I don’t know Jay, I kinda wanna stay over here. That way I get off easier than struggling to get off if I'm way over there.” you shrugged.

“Alright then, me and will be over there if you need us' ' He pointed towards the middle of the lake.

“Alright, I’m just gonna slide around.” You shivered. Maybe I should work more layers. You thought to yourself.

After a while you got bored and decided to go over to Will and Jay who were “fighting” over who got the better hockey stick.

Will pulled out his phone and checked the time. “Guys it’s 11 o'clock, she should head home now, if we all get a cold moms gonna know that we went outside without asking her, especially if Y/n gets sick”

“But I'm getting good at hockey,” you whined.

Will and Jay just have you that look. “Alright alright let’s go” You caved.

Because your brothers were better on ice than you were, they went up ahead of you. 

“GUYS! I'M NOT AS FAST AS YOU SLOW DO-“ Before you could finish your sentence a loud Crack interrupted you.

That made the two Halstead brothers come to a halt and turn around to you. “No,” Jay whispered. “Y/n don’t move, just stay still we’ll come to you”

Before you could say anything the Ice broke.

Jays pov:

“Y/N, SHIT NO” I screamed, my little sister just fell through the ice.

Me and Will immediately slide over to where she fell in and I immediately throw my whole arm in the freezing water to see if I can feel Y/n

“Give me your other arm so I can pull you once you get her!” Will shouts.

“Once I touch something that feels semi to a human arm I pull. I can tell it’s Y/n because once I pull I feel a bit of weight. 

“PULL WILL, PULL” 

Once we were towards the edge of the Lake I pick y/n up bridal style and rushed over to land.

“Put her down here.” Will says. 

“What the hell do we do?” I cry

“She’s not breathing, Jay, you need to run back to the house and call someone” Wills is studying medicine so he knows a couple of things about what to do in a life or death situation.

“WHO DO I CALL?” I shout

“I DO GIVE A FUCK, CALL 9-1-1 AND HURRY”

My body moves into autopilot as I’m running through the forest making sure I don’t trip on any rocks or roots. 

My legs are burning and I can’t breathe but I can’t stop, if I stop Y/ns gonna die and it’ll be all my fault.

As I reach the house I punch in the code to the door and run upstairs to my bedroom. 

I basically almost threw my  phone into the air while trying to pick it up.

“9-1-1 what’s your emergency?”

“It’s -it’s my sister, she fell into the lake and I don’t know if she’s breathing”

“Check if she has a pulse”

“My older brother is with her at the lake, he-he's studying medicine so he knows what he’s doing”

“What’s your name sweetheart?”

“Uhh jay, my names Jay”

“Alright Jay, How old is your sister and how long was she under water for?”

“I don’t- 5 minutes maybe, and her name is Y/n, but we all call her Y/n/n. I don't know what I’m gonna tell my mom, that my littler sister died because we didn’t listen to her?” I’m panicking.

“Jay, I’m gonna need you to take a deep breath, I have help coming on the way right now”

How did she get my location? I didn’t even tell her.

***

The paramedics arrived and Jay led them to the lake where Will was with you. 

Will did successfully get you back but you were still unconscious. 

Why didn’t we just listen?

***

“15 Year old Female Y/n Halstead, Hypothermia after falling through ice, Was unconscious on site and Has a history of Heart issues.” The paramedic listed off all the things

(Ik that Grey's anatomy is in Seattle but because the show is so old let’s just pretend that this happened with them, it’s been awhile since I’ve watched it so if I make mistakes Woops)

“Alright,on my count if we move her. 1…2…3”Alex said.

Alex looked you over and started telling Jo things to do. “I want a head Ct, Keep me updated on her temperature and get me Derek for a consult.” Jo nodded.

Jay and Will followed Dr. Karev outside. “Is she gonna be ok?” Jay asked.

“She’s not out of the woods yet, but we won’t know more until she wakes up which will be a couple of hours” 

***

“Jay Halstead and Will Halstead” A stern voice called to them that made them Gulp.

“What in the world happened, and why did the Atwater’s call me and say that something happened on the lake and I needed to come home?” Your Mom stoked with her hands on her hips.

Jay and Will glanced at each other and knew they had no way out of this so they just decided to tell the truth and get it over with.

“I have told you guys time and time again not to play on that lake during the winter,

If you want to go ice skating go to the bigger one. Y/n has been punished enough, and as for you too, just until we get home, me and your father Will real with you. Do you understand?”

“Yes mom,” The boys said together.

“Alright, either the Atwater’s or the Uptons are going to pick you guys up and take you home. I will stay here with your sister, your father should be at home by now”

“But mom-“ Jay said. “No buts, wait here”

***

It had been a couple of weeks since the incident and A lot had happened. 

You were on the News, people came to your school and spoke about Ice safety. Jay and Will were indeed grounded but only for two weeks. The lake was now closed off while they were still doing an investigation. Which you didn’t understand why because it’s not like anything else happened but it was whatever.

“Y/n hurry up you’re going to miss the bus!” Jay shouted from downstairs.

“HOLD ON IM COMING” You grabbed your backpack and ran down the stairs.

After getting all your stuff in your backpack you got all your stuff ready to walk to the bus stop.

“Alright, what’s the rules?” Will questioned you.

“No wandering off to the other lake, don’t take off my jackets unless I really need to and don’t get anything that will drop my body temperature” 

“Good.”

“Do you still have to put my hat and Jacket on for me? I’m 15 years old.”

“Because of recent events and mom being gone and I’m going to leave soon I need to make sure you're ok, plus your body temperature is still not to its normal temp yet so layers it is.” You rolled your eyes at what would be said.

“I will pick you up for your doctor's appointment maybe 30 minutes before school ends, and Jay will drop your lunch off at the front office” Will said as he started walking at the door. 

“Bye will see you later” 

Once Will was gone, you ate the last of your waffles and grabbed your hot chocolate or what Jays calls “Jay's famous Hot chocolate” but it tasted like any other drink.

***

“I miss having you out on the lake by the middle school” Your friend Ellie said.

“Me too, but ever since my mom died Will and Jay have been strict on what I can do since my dad won’t really do much and they're trying to get me to learn stuff before Will leaves for New York and Jay leaves to serve” You shrugged.

“But I did convince Jay to get you some fries and nuggets” You laughed 

“You are literally the best, I really didn’t feel like spending all my money in my account today” Yeah the school food was expensive but it’s because you guys had fast food restaurants in your cafeteria so I guess it made sense.

***

“Hey Nugget” Will greeted you as you got into the car.

“Hi Will, can we please get McDonald’s after my appointment?” 

“Sure, where’s Jay? I told him he could get out of school early since he has a free period this week.”

“He said he wanted to stay at school, so he’s probably just walking around the hallways or doing whatever Jay does” You shrugged.

You thought about it for a while, your life was somewhat falling apart. Will was leaving for New York. Jay was getting deployed so you weren’t gonna see him. And your mom was gone so all you had left was your Dad, and your dad wasn’t the best person now since your dad died.

“Hey Will?”You broke the silence 

“Yeah Nugget?” 

“I’m- I’m gonna miss you when you leave” Here comes the water works.

“Me too Y/n me too”

Life from now on was going to be way different for you , and everyone around you knew that. You were going to get through it and it was going to be Ok. Right?

Well that’s at least what you thought…

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[chloe-skywalker]

Bullying - Hank Voight

Hank x reader daughter

Warnings: bullying

Word count: 1,221

Requested: Hank Voight x teen daughter reader, he finds out she's being bullied at school. - @meyocoko

Authors Note: Thank you so much for the request! This is my first Hank Voight Imagine, so I hope everyone likes it (that likes Chicago P.D.). My Hank Voight stuff will probably only be the reader being his daughter. Just FYI.

Masterlist

One Chicago Masterlist

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“Any cases?” Jay asked as he sat down at his desk.

Erin shook her head. It had been a slow day for the intelligence unit. “No its been a slow day.”

“Hmmm.” Voight hummed also listening to Erin’s answer. Even Voight was getting bored.

But when Trudy came up the stairs with concern on her face, that got everyone's attention. “Voight. Y/n’s principle is on the phone.”

“Thank you, Trudy.” Voight nodded and headed into his office and picked up the phone. “Hello.”

“Hello, Mr.Voight. I’m sorry for calling you at work.” Y/n’s principal apologized over the phone.

“It's not a problem. What's going on? Is Y/n alright?” Voight spoke with a tight voice. It was rare when the school called him so he was really worried but trying not to show it.

There was a pause on the phone before the person on the other side cleared their throat. “That's why I called there was an altercation and Y/n got very hurt so we’ve sent her to Chicago Med. We wanted to let you know and we also we’re hoping you could send down someone to talk to the kids responsible.”

“Yeah, I can do that.” Voight stated after a moment of silence. After that, the phone call ended and Voight shook his head trying to control his anger before exiting his office. “Ruzek and Linsdey head down to Y/n’s school and bring in the kids they’ll have there waiting for you back here to talk. Burgess call their parents and let them know that I’ll be pressing charges.”

“Voight, what happened?” Erin asked as her and the others started on their orders. All of them were now concerned about the teen girl they had all come to love and be very protective of.

“Some kids hurt Y/n bad enough that the school has sent her to Chicago Med.” Voight explained gruffly, trying to keep his worries and anger in check.

“What?!” Adam raised his brows in shock and he felt anger bubbling up on the inside. Much like everyone else in the room.

“Seriously? They just what? Let that happen?!” Jay was furious, he hadn’t known her the longest but even with his problems with Voight. Jay and Y/n had become close. They’d hang out, and go do things together. It bonded them. They’re friends. Y/n is like a little sister that Jay never had.

“Apparently. Look I’m going to Med to be with my daughter.” It unnerved the unit with how calm Voight seemed to be.

“I’ll come with you.” Jay said getting up to follow the older man.

“Let's go.” Voight nodded, he knew how close his daughter was to Jay. He might bring some comfort.

Everyone else headed off to do what they needed to do.

Once they arrived at Med, they went straight to the ED. Upon seeing his brother Jay called out. “Will!”

“How is she?” Voight asked as the redheaded Halstead appeared and stood in front of them.

Will let out a sigh, looking between his brother and Voight. “She doesn’t need surgery, which is the good news.”

As much of a relief that was it still left a question. “An the bad news?”

“About 70% of her body is covered in bruising, and she has a broken wrist, a few cracked ribs, and a laceration above her eye.” Will gave them a sad look. He to like a lot knew Y/n, and Will felt for the girl. She didn’t deserve this.

“Jeez Will.” Jay felt like throwing up. How could the school let it get this far? Or happen at all.

“I know.” Will nodded, he felt just like Jay.

“Where is she? Can I see her?” Voight asked keeping his feelings at bay for the time being. He was feeling to many things at once anyway.

“Yeah, right this way.” Will stated, leading them back to the trauma room Y/n Voight had been assigned to.

As they reached the room and saw y/n sitting up in the bed slightly leaning back. Probably to take pressure off her ribs.

“Hey, how about we go get copies of the injury reports and give them a minute?” Jay suggested with a tilt of his head. Wanting to give the father and daughter some space.

There were some moments of silence as Voight moved to sit down in the chair next to the hospital bed. It got to the point that Voight needed answers to keep his brain occupied. “Kid-”

“I know,dad.” Y/n cut him off nodding. Already knowing what he was going to say.

“What exactly happened?” he asked. He needed to know for many reasons but his main one and his focus now was just why and how this happened to his little girl. “Y/n.”

Y/n let out a sigh, knowing she had to tell him cause it was going to far and out of hand now. “It’s not the first time something happened.”

“You mean-”

Y/n nodded not looking at him. She couldn’t look at him. Not in the eyes. “It's normally not this bad.”

Now Voight was having an even harder time keeping it together. How could he not notice? How come she didn’t come to him? “Why didn’t you tell me? Or anyone?”

“I've tried before. To tell teachers bit either they do nothing or it just makes it worse.” She had thought about telling her dad or even Jay but if the school wouldn’t help how could they?

Voight shook his head reaching out for her hand, trying to get her to look at him. “I could’ve done something.”

“As a dad. Not as a cop. It wasn’t bad enough for cop involvement.” Y/n gave him a tight lipped sad smile.

She had a point and it bugged him cause he knew it was true. But now, this. This meant he could get involved as a cop, and a dad. “Well now it is and you can bet your ass I’m gonna do something about it.”

Y/n cracked a smile at him. “I don’t know who they should be more afraid of. You or Jay.”

“Combined force, sweetheart.”Voight gave her a half smirk half smile. Voight know she was right, he saw and could feel the anger coming off of Jay on the ride over to Med.

“Ohhh, deadly.” Y/n giggled wiggling her eyebrows and laughed. Even though they knew it was true.

Voight squeezed her hand for comfort before speaking. “You know you can talk to me right? About anything?”

He truly hoped she knew that. That she could come to him about anything and everything.

“I didn’t want to worry you.” Y/n shrugged but looked down feeling a little ashamed. That she didn’t tell him and that it happened at all.

“I’m your father. I worry even when your okay.” he told her sternly. He cared about her more than he could ever tell her. Or show her.

“I love you dad.” Y/n smiled at him grateful to have this off her chest, for him to know, and that he was by her side.

“I love you too.” Voight was gonna take care of this. An no one was gonna get in his way.

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[amsgrey]

Arrested?

Halstead! sibling reader x Jay Halstead x Intelligence unit

Requested by anonymous.

Synopsis: You get arrested in a case Intelligence is working. Jay struggled to understand why.

Warnings: Canon typical language, an awkward story set up, unedited and not proofread.

I made more of an effort to make this gender neutral, but there may be a few mistakes so let me know if there are.

You had been in the precinct a lot and spent almost all your days after school in the break room. But this was different. You had seen the interrogation rooms, but you hadn't ever expected to be in one, handcuffed to the table. The cuffs weren't too uncomfortable, Kevin had put them on loosely so that you could at least have a little comfort.

Jay had explained to you how interrogations worked, how normally two of the unit members would interrogate a suspect while some or all of the others watched behind the mirrors. He said most - if not all - of the time they would get a couple of minutes in and the suspect would demand a lawyer. And in the rare cases they didn't, they were easy to crack anyway.

You wondered if Voight would let Jay watch from the other room, or if Jay would get so angry he would barge into the interrogation room anyway. Sometimes there was no sure way to know what Jay would do. He was more overprotective than Will and Will grew up looking out for both of you.

The door opened and Kevin and Adam walked in. Adam sat opposite you and Kevin went to sit on the bench behind you. When you made eye contact with Adam he nodded, trying to suppress his smile.

"So, Y/N," Kevin leaned forward so he was hovering over your shoulder, "Tell us what happened."

You had to tell yourself not to look at Adam in the eye for too long, or else you would break. You shook your head, shrugging and trying to slouch in the seat as much as the cuffs would allow.

"Come on, Y/N," Adam sighed, "Let's make this easy."

"I don't know what your talking about, okay?"

"You were caught talking to a known banger, who ran when officers approached," Kevin spelled out, "So where did he go?"

"I don't know any bangers," You argued, "Brothers a cop, remember?" You said mockingly.

Adam rolled his eyes, coughing into his fist to hide his chuckle, "Okay, that doesn't change-"

Jay suddenly barged into the room, followed by Voight and Hailey.

"The hell is going on?" He demanded.

All three of you went silent, staring up at Jay with a deer-in-headlights look.

"What are the charges?" Jay continued, turning on Voight.

Voight stepped back, his hands up, "Maybe we should talk about this out here," he tried.

Jay scoffed, but followed Voight anyway.

"Sit tight," Kevin said as he left the room with Adam, he turned as he shut the door shooting you a ghost of a smile.

Voight led Jay out of the hallway, leading him to the bullpen. He walked over to the board - showing him the photos and evidence the team had collected.

Jay stood in front of the board, unmoving, staring at all of the photos and words on the board. Your photo of next to a man he didn't recognize a line connecting them with the word 'friends?' in Kim's handwriting. He turned to Voight, an unspoken question in the air.

Voight grabbed a stack of photos off Torres' desk, he handed them to Jay, "We have reason to believe Y/N knows where this man is."

Jay flipped through the stack, the photos were of you and the man sitting at a coffee shop.

Jay frowned, "I know Y/n's friends, I know where they hang out. I just don't understand-"

"I know this is difficult," Voight said, "But if Y/N knows where he is, they need to tell us. Or this is going to get bad real quick."

Jay ran a hand down his face, "Can I talk to them?"

"I don't know if that's a good idea," Voight argued.

"Please," Jay begged, "I can convince them to talk, explain this entire situation."

"Okay," Voight sighed, "But not here."

Kim entered the room after the longest ten minutes of your life. She didn't say anything as she unlocked the handcuffs, leading you out of the room by your arm. At the end of the hallway, Trudy was standing with her arms crossed over her chest. When you got to her, you could see Hailey and Jay standing by the Bullpen, they looked more concerned than you were expecting. Trudy led the way down the back stairs to the garage, opening the door and letting you and Kim through the door.

Kim let your arm go, stepping away and standing on your left while Trudy stood on your right. You fiddled with your hands, suddenly extremely anxious.

"What are we doing down here?" You asked, watching the rest of the intelligence walk into the room. Everyone gathered around, you and Jay stood facing each other. You were staring at your shoes, unable to look Jay in the eyes.

Jay stepped forward, gently grabbing your shoulders and asking you to look at him.

"Y/N," He said, "Tell me whats going on, please?"

You bit down on your lip to stop yourself from saying anything, trying to gain some self-control while you thought of what to say. You looked back down at your shoes, taking a deep breath before looking back up at your older brother.

"You won't be mad?" You asked.

Jay shook his head, "Of course not."

"Okay," You nodded, inhaling deeply and smiling softly. You made eye contact with your brother, trying not to laugh at his concerned frown, "I got you."

Jay' frown dropped, he looked around at everyone chuckling, "what?"

"You got pranked!" You cheered, grabbing Jay's hands and shaking them in triumph. "I finally got you!"

Jay's face changed from confusion to disbelief, "You got all of them in on it?" He said, shaking his head.

"Yup!" You laughed, "and they were more than willing to help because you are insufferable."

Jay finally laughed, running a hand down his face and grabbing you into a tight hug, "Never ever scare me like that again."

You laughed, hugging him back just as tight, "No promises!"

"How did you even pull this off?" Jay laughed.

Not many people knew that the Halstead Siblings were some of the most mischievous people. You were well known for coming around Will and Jay's workplaces and causing chaos for your older brothers. Pranking Will was easy, even though he was the eldest and dealt with you and Jay pranking him all the time, he always fell for it. Jay, on the other hand, never fell for pranks. He always said his military training made him impossible to prank. You took that as a challenge, trying to prank him all the time. From hiding in the boot when he was tacking up at the precinct, to roping Trudy into helping you try to trick him.

Nothing had worked, you had even managed to get Adam and Kevin to try and prank him when you were at school. Even they had no luck.

You were at Will's one day after school, he was helping you with science homework seeming he was the only Halstead who understood it. You complained about how your most recent endeavour to prank Jay had failed.

"How am I supposed to prank him when he's not afraid of anything?"

Will laughed, leaning back in his chair, "Well there is one thing that he's afraid of."

You frowned, "What? Because I've tried everything."

"He's afraid of you getting in trouble," Will said, "Or getting hurt, but that would be cruel."

Immediately a grin broke across your face, an idea having formed.

"Oh no," Will shook his head, "I don't want anything to do with this."

You giggled, "Don't worry, I'll leave you out."

Will kept asking what you were planning when he drove you home, but you wouldn't answer. Just telling him that he would enjoy the end result.

The next day, you headed to the precinct after school. Planning to try to talk to the different members of intelligence before Jay caught on. You approached Trudy at the front desk first, if this was to work you would need her approval.

"Hey, Sarg," You grinned, crossing your arms over the desk and leaning your chin on your hands, trying to give her your best 'please help me' look.

Trudy looked over her glasses at you, frowning and putting down the paper in her hands.

"What do you want, Halstead?"

You couldn't hide the mischievous glint in your eyes, knowing Trudy wouldn't be able to resist this idea.

When you finished recounting the idea to her, she laughed.

"Are you sure? Chuckles hasn't fallen for any of your pranks so far," She reminded.

You smiled, "This one has to work."

Trudy chuckled, "Okay then. What do you need from me?'

Trudy set the wheels in motion, having helped you convince Voight that this was the morale booster the team needed. Voight had caved to your pleading puppy eyes quicker than you expected, admitting he wanted to see what Jay would do.

You approached Adam and Kim while they were in the motor pool, sneaking up behind Adam and bumping into him with your shoulder.

"Hey, Kid!" He grinned, throwing his arm over your shoulder and pulling you into a side hug. Kim laughed, shaking her head at Adam.

"So, I have a favour to ask," You said sheepishly.

"What's up?"

"Okay! So, I have this brilliant beyond brilliant idea." You explained the whole idea to the two, watching Adam grow excited and Kim shake her head.

"For this to work," She said, "You'll need Adam not to ruin it by laughing."

You turned to Adam, Pointing a finger at him jokingly, "You better not ruin this!"

Adam laughed, "I'll do my best."

You nodded, "Okay, good."

As you walked away you could hear him mutter to Kim, "God they look like Jay when they do that."

Your next targets were Torres and Atwater, who were more than willing to help for the same reason as the others. They wanted to see Jay get what was coming.

It took you and the unit a week to get ready, Trudy helped you sort out all of the details to truly shock Jay. To make it seem less obvious there was something going on, you would stay in the break room when you came after school, only talking to Trudy by the vending machine downstairs to seem less suspicious to Jay. Hailey had noticed something was up with the way you and the rest of the team would whisper but stop when Jay entered the room.

She came into the breakroom the day before you were planning to prank Jay, "What are you planning?" She asked.

You frowned, looking up from your computer and feigning innocence, "I'm not planning anything?"

Hailey looked at you suspiciously, "Yeah, Okay." She said, narrowing her eyes at you to try to make you crack.

"Hailey," Jay called as he walked up to the door, "We caught a case."

She nodded, following him out the door. She shot one more suspicious look at you, laughing when you shrugged back.

This was starting to get harder and harder to hide. Hiding any big prank was hard enough but from two of the best detectives in Chicago? Almost impossible. But you had come this far and you weren't about to fail in the home stretch.

There was nothing more satisfying than watching Jay realize he had been pranked. The way he looked at his colleagues and friends around him in disbelief and then at you like you had just commited the betrayal of the century.

It had taken every ounce of self-control you had left not to jump for joy and brag about how you were now officially the better Halstead pranker. As soon as Jay had stopped giving you crap about your elaborate plan, you followed Trudy back to the front desk to get your bag and phone.

You immediately called Will, waiting for it to ring. while you waited Jay came downstairs, throwing an arm over your shoulders and leading you out to the car so you both could go home. When Will finally answered the phone, you put it on speaker.

"Will!" You giggled, "Guess what?"

"What?"

"I got him!" You laughed, bouncing on the balls of your feet, "I'm officially the best Halstead ever!"

#jay halstead x reader #will halstead x reader #will halstead #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead #chicago pd x reader #chicago med imagine #chicago pd imagine #chicago med #chicago pd #trudy platt #hailey upton #adam ruzek #kim burgess #dante torres #kevin atwater #hank voight #halstead!reader

[fromasgardandback]

Detective Halstead’s Girl

Jay Halstead x Olinsky!Reader

description: Jay falls for Olinsky’s daughter.

word count: 1.2k

warnings: stalking, creepy men, step-parent hate, car accident, boyfriend Jay

masterlist | oneshots

Y/N Olinksy, the woman that Jay Halstead had fallen in love with. He didn’t know Alvin had an older daughter, but he did. They were young and in love when Y/N was born, and before he met Meredith. Not that Y/N had any distaste for her stepmother at first, but she did notice something off. Meredith would try to get in the way when she would come and spend time or even the weekend with her father. It got even worse when Y/N had to move in with her father. She had a good relationship with her sister, but because of Meredith, she spent most of her time outside of the home. That’s where she meets Jay, at Molly’s Bar on a Tuesday night.

“Hi.” He smiled his charming smile at her. “Thought you could use another round,” Jay set the bottle of beer down next to the drink on the counter. “I’m Jay.” 

“Y/N. Thank you for the beer. I definitely needed this.” She smiled lightly at him. She wasn’t in the mood to talk, but with a handsome man standing beside her, she’d forget about her woes for the night.

“Would you like to talk about it? Maybe take your mind off of what’s bothering you?” Jay sat next to her, not waiting for her answer.

“I’d like that.” Y/N smiled softly. “It’s a family thing, well, a stepmother thing. I live with my dad for the moment while I’m apartment hunting and his wife is quite possibly one of the worse people you could meet.” She grinned, trying not to bring Jay down with her.

“I’m really sorry to hear that. If you’d like, I could help you find an apartment. Actually, my brother owns and building and so does my co-worker.” He smiled proudly.

“Are you serious? Yes, I would love to check out both of them. Thank you so much!” Y/N's smile widened, immediately lifting her spirits.

They spoke the rest of the night getting to know one another before they said goodnight. Jay gave Y/N his number promising to give her Will and Kevin’s contacts in the morning. Which he did, bright and early the moment he woke up. She thought it was sweet that Jay was still thinking of her even when he just woke up. Some women would have thought that was creepy, but not Y/N. It was kind and thoughtful. 

A couple of weeks had gone by and Jay and Y/N have been on a few dates but made nothing official yet. Y/N was like her father in that way, mysterious and keeping people on their toes. But when she called Jay in the middle of the night scared, he didn’t hesitate to call in back-up for his girlfriend.

“Y/N!” Jay ran towards her as she stood outside the front of the local bagel place near her father’s home.

“Jay!” She sighed in relief hugging him as he held her closer into his frame.

“What happened, darling? Are you ok? Did they hurt you?” Jay took a step back to scan her face and body for any signs of injuries.

“No. No, I’m physically okay. Just scared and freaked out.” Y/N sighed, still slightly trembling.

“Talk to me, what’s wrong?” Jay led her to his car.

“I don’t know. There’s just this guy I’ve seen wherever I go. I didn’t pay any attention to it at first cause it’s a semi-small neighborhood, but then it started to get everywhere I went. To the gas station, the grocery store, the post office, the bank, and even outside the building I work in. I’m pretty sure he’s following me.” She sighed a single tear falling from her eye. Y/N didn’t dare mention anything to her dad. She knew that she wouldn’t be “allowed” to go out alone or to be stuck at home with Meredith. She wanted freedom and promised herself to be careful, but now she wishes she told Al. It was starting to get out of hand and terrifying her by the day.

“It’s alright, baby. I’ll protect you. No one is going to hurt you.” Jay held her close again, gently rubbing her back to calm her down. 

Now it was taken to a new level of scare and threat. Y/N walked outside of her office building and to her car. A small fire started in a car parallel to hers in the parking garage. She panicked and dialed 911 to notify them of a car fire. She then ran towards the stairs to grab the fire extinguisher and put it out. Once she met up with the owner she left knowing they’d take care of it. But as this was happening, her stalker put a tracker on her car. As she was leaving, there was a blue sedan following her one car behind. She noticed a couple of turns with this guy but didn’t make the connection until she was mindlessly driving around Chicago. Where she went, he went. Now Y/N was terrified and shaking. She knew what to do now, but all common sense ran out of the window and was replaced with anxiety. She fumbled to call Jay or Alvin. She hit a random number and heard the dial tone.

“Y/N?” No answer from her. “Y/N, sweetheart what’s wrong?” She heard Al’s voice on the other end of the phone.

“Dad?” She sighed shakily into the phone. “Daddy, there’s someone following me. I think it’s my stalker, I don’t know what to do.” Y/N sighed trying her hardest not to panic anymore and break down into tears.

“Y/N, listen to me. Do not go home. Come straight to the district.” Alvin said.

“O-ok.” Was the last thing Al heard before the sound of a car crash and tires squealing.

Y/N sat in the banged-up car, bloody and confused. Trying to move, she saw a man slowly getting out of his car. She recognized the blue sedan and struggled in fear to escape the wrecked car. Her seatbelt was stuck and there was no way she would be able to get out of there without any help from the fire department. Sirens blared in the distance as the man walked closer to her. She saw a slight glimpse of something in his hand, and before she could register what was happening, gunshots went off. 

Y/N woke up in a hospital bed, machines beeping, and a nurse checking her out. She let her eyes adjust to the light before looking over and seeing Jay asleep in the hospital chair next to her bed.

“Jay.” Y/N said hoarsely as he woke up, looking at her.

“Y/N. You’re awake. Hi baby.” He softly placed a kiss on her forehead, letting his lips linger a little longer.

“What happened?” Y/N looked tiredly at her boyfriend.

“You were in a car accident. But don’t worry we caught the guy. And yeah, he was your stalker, but he’s locked up now for a long time. He can’t and won’t hurt you anymore. I promise.” Jay slid into bed with her, letting her rest on him. “I got you now.”

“Thank you for saving me.” She cried into his chest.

“For you, I’d risk it all.” Jay kissed her forehead, cuddling his girlfriend.

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[sjhhemmings]

Evermore pt. 4

greg ‘mouse’ gerwitz x cassie voight OC

A/N: so there's going to be a little time jump to season 3 episode 11 of Chicago Fire where canonically Sylvie and Peter get kidnapped, Im thinking it’s still in about season 1 of PD though. I'm gonna change it a little bit so I hope it doesn't get too confusing...i'm going to try and stay as canon as possible but we'll see. Also don’t hate me for the timeline because I’m lowkey just as confused. (also idk why the spacing is weird, but i gave up trying to fix it.)

warnings: kidnapping, slight ptsd, swearing, violence.

word count: 4920

wattpad: sjhhoran

It's now been 3 months since Cassie's father, Hank Voight, has been out of prison.

Things at the firehouse have finally started to calm down, except for the fact that Gabby Dawson has now become a firefighter leaving Cassie on ambulance 61 with either Chout or McAuley until they find a replacement.

Despite Gabby's multiple attempts to assure Cassie it wasn't her fault that Gabby left, Cassie doesn't really believe it. However, Cassie is still proud of Gabby for pursuing her dreams either way. The talk they had a few weeks ago to clear the air and any hard feelings was...rough. To say the least.

Jay also took the job in intelligence under Cassie’s father so that was exciting.

Cassie is still shocked that Gabby didn't want to date Jay, he's a great guy. Not that Cassie would ever go for him, she's still his #1 wingman. Or woman. Wing-woman.

"Alright, everyone settle down. This is Sylvie Brett, she will be the new paramedic under Cassie." Boden announces at the morning briefing. Cassie sent a small wave to the new paramedic from where she was standing at the back of the room.

"Cassie is your PIC, anything you say or do on the job must go through her. Understand?"

"Yes sir." Sylvie said at the front of the room next to Chief Boden.

"Okay. That's all. Go out there, do your jobs and do ‘em good." Boden then said leaving the room before everyone else.

"Hi," Cassie said now walking over to her new partner.

"Hey, it's so nice to meet you, i've heard a lot." Sylvie said shaking the other paramedics hand.

"Thanks, it's nice to meet you too. I'm gonna say we should head over to the ambo to check inventory, is there anything you want to let me know before we start?" Cassie asks making Sylvie give her a questionable look.

"Yeah that sounds good. Would you be able to clarify what you mean by-"

"Ah, sorry. It's a force of habit with the rotators. I've been stuck with Chout for the last week and he's very...excited…like at all times. Then there was McAuley who was literally the embodiment of Debby Downer, I don't know I guess I was just asking if you were going to have some odd, personality thing that I would have to get used to." Cassie said chuckling as they make their way to the apparatus.

"Okay yeah that makes sense. Um I hope I don't have any personality thing, but if I do please feel free to let me know." Sylvie said chuckling nervously.

Smiling at Sylvie's innocence Cassie felt like they were going to be good partners.

"No complaints so far, I like you Brett."

After a few shifts of working together, Cassie and Brett felt like they fell into a pretty nice rhythm. It felt natural how well they communicated and worked together.

At the end of the last shift however, Cassie was visited by a victim's family member. A patient she had treated when she briefly worked with Peter Mills before he eventually left to work at his family's restaurant. The patient had passed before they arrived at the hospital, and the father was more than upset with Mills. Something that Cassie had no control over.

"I need to speak with you," Cassie heard the all too familiar voice of Anthony Lullo called out.

The memory of meeting with Peter and Chief flashed through Cassie's brain where Peter had convinced both of them that Anthony wouldn't be a problem anymore.

"Looking back I'm glad that I didn't file a police report on him. He's in deep grief, and he deserves a pass on this." Peter's voice flashed through Cassie's mind.

Deserved a pass her ass, but she wasn't going to undermine Peter. He trusted his gut, and she trusted him. So, here they were.

"Mr. Lullo, please, I'm sorry for what happened but I really need to get home." Cassie said as she walked past him to her car.

"You're going to regret that." Is all Mr. Lullo responded with before leaving.

"Hey Chief, I just wanted to let you know that Anthony Lullo made another visit to the firehouse after last shift. He said he needed to speak with me and when I continued walking saying I need to get to home he mumbled something under his breath. I don't really know what he said, but just thought you would like to know." Cassie said making a pit stop to Boden's office who gave her a reassuring nod before she left.

"Who's Anthony Lullo?" Sylvie asked when her and Cassie were doing inventory for the ambulance.

"How do you know who that is?" Cassie asked confused.

"He approached me when I was coming into work today, told me to tell you that you need to talk to him. I don't know, I was just confused." Sylvie said defensively not really trying to get on Cassie's bad side already.

Taking a deep breath Cassie looked at Sylvie.

"Anthony Lullo was a patient's father that ended up coding before we made it to the hospital. I haven't seen him in a few weeks but it was starting to become harassment with how much he was coming around the firehouse. He ended up threatening my old partner, Peter Mills. It was this whole situation. I don't know why he's back though." Cassie admitted making Sylvie nod her head in understanding.

A silence fell through the girls as they finished looking through the medications in the ambulance before a call came through the intercom.

"Ambulance 61. Injuries from a fall. 815 South Nebraska."

"That's around the corner," Cassie said as they hopped out from the back.

"Can I drive?" Sylvie asked making Cassie chuckle.

"Sure."

Pulling up to the scene, Cassie and Sylvie immediately jump out looking for the victim. When they finally found him on the side of the street Cassie looked at Sylvie.

"Where'd he fall from?" Cassie asked as she looked at their surroundings, no visible places for a fall.

"You fell, sir?" Sylvie asked as she was putting her gloves on.

"My legs, my legs!" The victim screamed.

"Okay, can you take some deep breaths for me?" Sylvie asked as she began examining him.

Cassie still looking around as to what could've caused this injury, she saw a dump truck down the road. Uncovering blanket from the man's legs she sighed.

"He didn't fall. He was run over." She said agitatedly getting up and calling into her radio.

Once they finished doing what they could, they strapped the now unconscious patient onto the gurney

"He passed out from the blood loss. Let's get him to Chicago Med." Cassie said as they were working on getting him into the ambulance.

Quickly grabbing both the girl’s attention, a car pulled into the alley blocking in the ambulance.

"Who's that?" Sylvie asked with Cassie immediately recognizing the car.

*6 hours later*

"Halstead. Thanks for coming. Nice to have somebody we could trust on this." Matt says greeting the detective.

"Absolutely. Still no word from your paramedics?"

"No."

"Dumb question, anybody try their cells?"

"Yeah. No answer."

Once the pair find their way to the ambulance Jay immediately starts getting suspicious.

"Were they dispatched to this location?" He asks, heart dropping at the realization.

"Yeah."

"This could've been a set up." He said turning around and immediately seeing the hula dancer on the dashboard of the ambulance. The one he got as a gift for Cassie.

"What the hell happened here..." He mutters.

*6 hours earlier.*

"Hey, guys, we got a medical emergency here. We're gonna need you to move the vehicle." Cassie announces at the men who just stepped out of their car.

"Hands in the air. Keep your mouths shut." One of the two say as they both raise their guns at the paramedics.

"Woah." Sylvie mutters earning a glance from Cassie.

"Turn around!" One of them shouts making the other instantly yell at him.

"Keep it down! Now turn around put your hands behind your back." He says more quietly turning Cassie roughly.

"This guy needs to get to the hospital!" Sylvie yells getting another glance from Cassie.

"Brett, Brett. Hey don't hurt her please." Cassie says as they make their way to the car away from the patient.

"What is this?!" Sylvie shrieks.

"This doesn't have to be messy, just do what we say." One of them says as they throw the girls into the car.

"Please, let her go. I'm the one that he wants!" Cassie yells.

"He? Who's he?" One of them says with a smirk slamming the door in their faces.

"Where are you taking us?" Cassie asks as one of the men starts patting her down in the backseat.

"Shut up!" The man says as he gets a little too grope-y.

"Where's your phone, hun?" The driver asks as he reaches over for Sylvie in the front seat.

"Left hand jacket pocket." Shes says quietly as he grabs it and chucks it out the window.

"God, why did I have to be stuck with the grabby one." Cassie says looking at the man with a gun to her head.

As he pushed it farther into her temple she winced at the familiar feeling.

"Look, Jason Lullo sustained fatal injuries long before we arrived at the scene!" Cassie says earning an eye roll from the driver.

"Don't know what you're talking about. Just keep quiet now." He says as he continues driving recklessly.

"You gonna kill us?" Cassie quietly asked as she looked the man in the eye through the rear view mirror.

"You know everything is that it?" He asks with a smirk.

"Brett." Cassie quietly says as she looks out the window.

"Quiet!" The man with her said as he shoved the gun farther into her head.

"Brett, brace yourself." Cassie says before head butting the gun out of the man's hand and kneeing him in the face. Quickly kicking him in the groin after, Cassie moved over in the seat she wasn't buckled into and kicked the driver in the side of the head. Keeping her foot against his throat, this caused the driver to spin the wheel uncontrollably, inevitably crashing into a random scrap yard and making contact with a trailer trapping them inside.

*6 hours later*

Eventually finding the car, Jay and Cruz immediately get out to check it out. The thoughts running through Jay's head have him trembling more than he ever has on any case he’s worked before.

"Hey, this is Detective Halstead of intelligence, I'm gonna need you to run an Illinois passenger tag." Jay says into his phone watching Cruz check the car.

"Halstead...We got nothing. Car's empty. Looks like everyone made it out." Cruz says making his way back to the Detective.

"This happened hours ago. If Lullo's got them, they're dead!" Cruz says spinning out.

"Don't assume anything." Jay says trying to cover up his anxiety so he doesn't freak Cruz out any more.

"The hematoma's recollecting!" Cassie says looking at the driver's wounds.

"I thought you fixed him!" The other man says pointing a gun at the two.

"He needs medical attention." Sylvie says with attitude.

"Isn't that your job!?"

"Hey, we're paramedics, not doctors. You need to get him to an ER now." Cassie shouts back.

"This is your fault anyway, with that smart-ass stunt. Fix him, or i'll put a bullet in your head." The man says pointing the gun at Cassie again.

"This lump on your buddy's neck is due to internal bleeding. As it grows it presses on his trachea and that's what's causing the difficulty in breathing. It's only going to get worse!" Cassie says back to the man.

"So cut it open again!"

"That's only a temporary fix!" Sylvie now says butting herself into the conversation.

"Look. He's going to die unless we get this bleed tied off. We need to get to the hospital." Cassie says to the gunman.

"Might as well waltz into a police station!" The gunman says turning away from them.

"No hospitals." The driver on the make shift table mutters.

As his phone starts ringing he hands it to the other gunman.

"Don't answer it. Not if we're giving him bad news." He says obviously in pain.

"C-can't you guys tie off the bleed?" The very stressed out gunman asks.

"No," Sylvie says but not before Cassie says maybe.

"What? Cassie that's surgery."

"Look, if we do this, will you let us go?" Cassie asks looking at the guy.

"Okay. Deal." The gunman says walking off as he answers the second phone call.

"So this is what we think Cassie and Brett were in?" Gabby says looking worriedly at the car Cruz and Jay found.

"Yeah." Matt says sorrowfully as he opens the very, very, torn up door.

"Jay." She says as Detective Halstead made his way over to where she was standing.

"Gabby." He greets back.

"We gotta find them." She says looking at Halstead.

"We're uh, we're trying." He says almost breaking.

"Guys, I got some blood here!" Severide yells out pointing at the driver seat.

"Okay, at least one occupant is injured. Maybe they didn't get too far.” Jay says taking a step back to think.

“Okay, come here, everyone. Now!" Jay yells gesturing at the surrounding cops and firefighters.

"I want a tight perimeter, I want a K-9 unit, and I want a door to door search of the entire neighborhood. If you see anything that you think might be out of place, I want to hear about it." He says sending them off to their assigned tasks.

"Jay." Gabby says approaching him again.

"Hm?"

"She's my friend too. We'll find her." She says squeezing his shoulder reassuringly getting a tight lipped nod in return.

"Knife." Cassie says taking the blade from Sylvie and pressing it to the driver's neck.

Quickly pulling a gun on her she takes a step back.

"Hey! If you want me to do this, set the gun down now." She shouts a little startled.

As the other gunman takes the gun from the driver's hand, he sets it on a nearby surface.

"Okay. This is going to hurt, a lot. But I'm gonna do it fast. Kay?" Cassie asks getting a nod.

As Cassie made the incision on the driver's neck, she quickly turns around to set the blade down and grab something to use as a clamp.

"Hey, hey, that was the easy part okay?" Cassie says coming back and looking at the incision as he passed out from the pain.

"Hey, hey! What the hell did you guys do, what happened to him!?" The gunman yelled earning glares from both the paramedics.

"He passed out from the pain." Sylvie said now looking back down at the patient.

"Clamp it right here." Sylvie said looking at Cassie as she pointed to his carotid artery.

"You do realize what that will do right?" Cassie whispers with wide eyes.

Glancing down at the bloody table, Sylvie wrote 'Let him die.' in the man's blood.

After deliberating for a few seconds, Cassie shakes her head no and clamps the bleed. Looking back at Brett who scribbled out the words, Cassie gave her a specific look.

"Why so quiet?" The gunman asked.

"I uh, I'm clamping it off now." Cassie says as she took the blade out of the exacto knife they had and handed it to Brett.

"Okay, we're going to need to find someone to suture him up but he should be fine. Cassie says stepping away.

"You. Come here." The gunman says grabbing Brett's arm and taking her across the room.

"Hey! Wait! We had a deal, I need her!" Cassie says yelling at the man.

"I need to make sure he's okay first." The gunman says as he zip ties Brett's hands together.

As the man starts waking up, Cassie finishes putting some gauze his wound.

"See? All good." Cassie says looking at him.

"We'll see." The gunman says.

"The deal was, we fix him up and you let us leave!" Sylvie yells. Loud enough for Detective Halstead who's outside the door to hear. Something they're unaware of.

"I know what the deal was!" The man yells back.

"We gotta go now and the doors bolted, can you guys get us in!?" Jay yells at Casey who is already radioing for Severide.

"You said you'd rein in your partner, so how about it?" Brett yells as she secretly cuts the zip tie off her hands.

"Will you shut up!" He yells as he gets ahold of Cassie and holds a gun to her head.

"I knew we couldn't trust you two." Sylvie mutters as she finishes getting the zip tie off her hands.

"Drop the gun." Sylvie says catching the driver's , the gunman's, and Cassie's attention with the driver's gun in her hands.

"I said drop it!"

With a nod from the driver, the gunman shoots at Sylvie but not before Cassie moves his arm out of the way so the bullet catches the floor. As he fights back and fires again, Cassie is still holding his arm so his aim is off.

With his other arm that had a hold of Cassie, he lets her go to elbow her in the nose. Once he drops his elbow, Cassie punches the guy in the face. She then knocked him on his ass after he catches a kick in the balls.

As Cassie gets away to grab Brett, he continues firing at the paramedics.

Fleeing into another room and locking the door, Sylvie looks around to see that they're trapped.

"Shit." She mutters as Cassie blocks her from the bullets flying through the door.

"Stay behind me." Cassie says as she grabbed a metal pipe, preparing for when he breaks into the room.

Once he does the door flies off the hinges, and all of their attention's turn to the next sound.

"Chicago PD! Don't move, drop your weapon! Do it now!" Jay yells as they charge into the warehouse.

Watching as the gunman put his hands up surrenderence, Jay continues making his way to the gunman.

"Put your weapon down, get down on the ground. Now! Hands up behind your head!"

"Voight! Brett!" Casey yells as the girls make their way back to the other side of the door.

"We were in here." Sylvie says making her way through the door first, Cassie quickly following behind as she dropped the pipe and clutched her nose up. Probably broken.

"Anyone hurt?" Casey asks.

"Not me, Cassie got an elbow to the face though." Sylvie says breathing heavily.

"Sylvie!" Cruz says running up to her and pulling her into a big hug.

"Cassie," Jay says softly looking at his best friend once he got cuffs on the bad guy.

Basically falling into Jay's arms, Cassie quickly forgot about her nose.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're okay. Shh, you're okay." Jay said brushing his hand through the back of her hair as she sobbed into his shoulder.

"Hey Cass." Gabby said making her way over to the girl.

As she pulled away from Jay's chest, she didn't leave his grasp as his hand still rested on her hip.

"Hey," she said pretty nasally as the Gabby pulled her into a hug of her own.

"Some pretty good partner bonding, huh?" Gabby asked making her chuckle.

"I'm glad you're okay." Casey finally says patting her on the back.

"Thank you, guys." Cassie said turning back to Jay.

"You need to go to the hospital." He said looking at her eyes that are already turning black and blue, along with her swollen nose.

"What? You calling this ugly?" She asked teasingly as they started walking out of the warehouse.

"No, no, just. Colorful?"

Playfully hitting him in the chest with a shocked expression, Jay quickly told another cop to take the perp in to the station and that he was going to go to the hospital with Cassie.

"So, your nose is pretty broken. If you look here, there's a slight fracture. We're gonna tape some gauze around it. Make sure you keep it on for the next 12 hours and rewrap it every 8-12 hours, for the next 48. It should heal in no time, make sure you ice it and take some pain meds." Doctor Rhodes explained to both Jay and Cassie in the trauma room.

"So i'm good to go?" She asked a little impatiently.

"Uh, yes. Maggie is getting your discharge papers now, but I do want to take a look at this hand." He said lightly grabbing her hand and examining her swollen knuckles. Sending butterflies through her stomach too.

"Oh, no, it's fine. I just ice it with pain meds and the swelling usually goes down within 24." Cassie said smiling and making a fist and opening her palm a few times in a row.

"Hm. Okay," Connor said sighing and looking between Cassie and Jay. "I'll get those papers to you. It's nice to see you're okay Cassie. Really." He finished with a warm smile and walking out of the room.

Jay quickly looked at Cassie's blushing face and starts laughing.

"You like him!" Jay teased making her blush harder.

"I do not!" She yelled back hitting him lightly.

"No, no, you like him like him, don't you?" Jay continued earning an eye roll.

"Okay so what if I do. I see him when I bring patients in sometimes...drop it." She said looking away.

"Okayyy." Jay said all sing-song-y making her roll her eyes again.

"Knock knock." her father said walking into the room.

"Hey, thanks for staying with her but you can leave now. Brett is down at the station but i'm gonna need you to question this Anthony Lullo when Cassie gets down there." He said looking at Jay earning a nod.

"I'll see you later." Jay said with a tight lipped smile as he walked out.

"You okay?" Voight asked making her nod.

"Yeah, all good. Fractured my nose, but I think I did the same to him plus some manhood damage." Cassie said making them both chuckle.

“I apologize for not being here sooner. Alvin and I were picking up the guys from the warehouse and finding Lullo. I have a question for you though.”

“What is it?” Cassie asked.

“How about you come stay with me for the next few weeks. You know, until this whole thing blows over and we know you’re safe.”

“What? You’re kidding right?” Cassie said laughing at his offer.

“Do I look like I’m kidding?” Hank asks crossing his arms over his chest.

“Thanks, but no thanks.” Cassie says hopping off the trauma bed and grabbing her things.

“Look, you thought this thing ended what, three? four weeks ago? Then look at what happened today. Just until it blows over? Okay?”

Without saying anything Cassie just looks at her father and stares.

“Okay?” He asks again.

“No, not okay. Jay literally lives across the hall from me. If anything happens, I’ll be fine. I know self defensive, I can hold my own.” Cassie says defensively walking out of the trauma room.

Signing the discharge papers at the nurses desk, Cassie walked out of the hospital with Voight quick to follow.

“Can you please just listen to me on this?” Voight asked opening the passenger side door for Cassie.

“No.” Cassie then said slamming it once she got in.

“I’m gonna go downstairs with Alvin, I’ll meet you guys upstairs with Jay and Anthony. You and Sylvie will be on the other side of the mirror.” Hank said kissing Cassie’s temple as they both walked into the 21st.

“Who’s downstairs?” Cassie asked knowing what he’s going to do.

“Guys who like holding female paramedics hostage in a warehouse.” He said walking off.

“Cassie. Nice to see you again.” Trudy said greeting Cassie.

“Hey sarge. So since i’m a civilian now aren’t you supposed to have someone walk me to the interrogation room?” Cassie teased once she got to the sergeant’s desk.

Sighing, Trudy removed her reading glasses and looked at the girl.

“That was supposed to be your father’s job. I’ll do it though. Yo chump! Watch the desk until I get back.” Trudy says coming around and showing Cassie to a room she knew all too well.

“We have numerous witnesses saying they saw you make a serious threat against Peter Mills. Then showed up again to talk to Cassie Voight.” Cassie heard Jay say once she walked on the other side of the glass.

“My son was dead. I was upset.” says Anthony.

“Yeah, that certainly squares with the eyewitness statements. ‘Mr. Lullo was livid.’ , ‘Full of rage.’ , ‘Frothing at the mouth.’” Jay finally said setting the paper down in front of Lullo.

“Look, I went over there and I apologized to Peter Mills, and he accepted my apology. He’s a good kid.”

“But what about the part where you visited Cassie Voight? Multiple times, even after Peter Mills had stopped working at Firehouse 51.” Jay asked.

“I don’t understand what’s going on here. I thought you caught the men that took those paramedics?”

“You didn’t answer my question.” Jay said smiling at the man.

“Cassidy ignored my invitation to talk. Nothing happened since.” Lullo says sitting back into his chair.

“But why did you want to talk Cassie? I thought your issue was with Mills?” Jay asked trying to agitate him.

“Yes, but Cassie knew more.” Lullo muttered.

“What do you mean Cassie knew more?” Jay pressed.

“Nothing.”

“Oh c’mon Anthony. What did Cassie know?” Jay asked trying to poke the bear further.

“Cassie knew how slow she drove killing my son. Cassie knows that she is the cause of his death.” He admitted

“Your son was already dead by the time we got to the scene. We just prolonged how long it was before the inevitable happened, which was his heart stopping due to blood loss.” Cassie yelled as she bursted into the interrogation room, startling both Jay and Lullo.

“I don’t think she’s allowed in here detective.” Lullo said looking at Jay.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”Jay said covering for Cassie.

“Your son died due to his injuries. There was nothing we could do, but you need someone to blame. Is that it? Pointing a finger at someone that’s not you, or your kid?” Cassie asked trying to piss the man off.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Lullo said chuckling and looking away.

“I think I do. Because if I didn’t, you wouldn’t be deflecting right now. If I didn’t you would still be pretending that you’re content with the fact it wasn’t one person’s fault that your kids dead.” Cassie said matter of factly.

When she didn’t get a response she scoffed.

“So you’re okay with that? That no one killed your son, and it was just his injuries? Oh c’mon. You need someone to blame. To fill your urge and get revenge. That someone killed him and they need to pay. Right?” Cassie asked.

“You killed him! If anyone killed my son it was that bitch! She was the one driving!” Lullo yelled surprising everyone.

“Your son was already dead before we even arrived at the hospital! It had absolutely nothing to do with my driving, and everything to do with the fatal injuries he sustained.” Cassie yelled back at the man not knowing how many times she could repeat herself over this matter.

“You all say that, but if you drove faster, he would’ve made it to the hospital, and he would’ve lived!” Anthony said standing and pointing at Cassie.

“Is that why you stalked me then? It was never about Mills was it? It was about the fact that I didn’t drive fast enough. So you stalked and harassed me, then hired someone to take me out?” Cassie pressed causing him to basically fume from the ears.

“Yes! You deserved to know what it was like to ride half alive while the person who was supposed to be helping you couldn’t care less about getting you help!” Lullo yelled.

“So you ordered a hit on me?” Cassie asked again. Waiting for the confession.

“Yes!” He seethed earning a content smile from Cassie.

“Jay, I believe you can handle this from here.” Cassie said walking out of the room.

Later on once they officially arrested Lullo and everyone was gathered in the bullpen, Cassie decided to stay behind and talk to her father.

“Hey, we wouldn’t have gotten him if you didn’t intervene. Good job, Cass.” Jay said patting her on the back.

“Jay, Cassie, my office.” Hank announced earning a confused look from the both of them.

“Uh oh, principal’s daughter called to his office?” Antonio joked getting an eye roll in return.

“I watched what happened.” Hank said as they shut the door.

“What do you mean?” Cassie asked confused.

“I mean I saw you get the confession from Lullo. I want you to know, I get that you didn’t like being a patrolmen. But, when I give you this offer you need to think about it from a detective’s perspective. You have all the training, you would even be able to start tomorrow. You have the balls. We need you. Cassidy, do you want to join intelligence?” Hank asked making her jaw drop.

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[adoreeenina]

Forbidden Attraction

𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓫𝓲𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓸𝓯𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼

𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓻

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Relationships: Hank Voight x Plus size! Justin’s ex girlfriend! Reader

Summary: "It was wrong, it was forbidden, it was frowned upon by many. But no matter how many times we tried to stay away from each other, we couldn't fight the pull between each other."

Warning: Explicit Sexual Content. Younger woman/older man. Age gap. A bit of a slow burn. Mutual pining. Angst. Daddy issues. Insecurities. Mention of past domestic abuse. Mention of past cheating. Body issues. Romantic/Sexual tension. Depression. Anxiety. Jealousy. And more. (Justin & Alvin doesn’t die. Is somewhat of an AU.)

(Coming Soon)

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[midnightsconspiracy]

Choose Your Lover

CHAPTER 4.1 - HIS PLACE

Choose Your Lover - @midnightsconspiracy

Summary: Joining the intelligence unit is nerve-wracking, but what happens when you have a crush on multiple members and they seem to also make advances towards you

Warnings: None

Word Count: 800

Requested: No

A/N: THIS IS A CHOOSE YOUR OWN DESTINY STORY FOR EITHER HANK OR JAY DEPENDING ON WHAT YOU PICK. YOU’LL BE GIVEN TWO OPTIONS AT THE END OF EACH CHAPTER, SO CHOOSE WISELY.

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"hmm, yours?" "sounds perfect," he replied standing up, grabbing your hands to pull you in close. Pecking your lips, he moved away to grab his belongings quickly, before wrapping you up in his arms and guiding you out of the district.

You were glad you'd chosen his place that night, knowing all too well how irritated your roommate would have been had you picked your place. Regardless, you knew your night couldn't get any better, realising that this man had completely rocked your world, and turned your life upside down within a single day. Not only had you started in a new unit, but you'd also met him, spending the night of your life at his place. Everything had seemingly just fallen into place.

Waking up, you groggily wiped the sleep out of your eyes, opening them and allowing yourself to observe your surroundings. Propping up on one arm, your confusion subsided as the memories of the night before came flooding back to you, a small smile filling your face at the thought. Feeling an arm on your waist, you turned around in his hold, looking down to see the sleeping man below you. Lowering yourself back down face to face with him, you reached your hand out to slowly trace over his features. Grabbing your hand quickly, he lazily blinked his eyes open, a smirk playing on his face. "Morning Sweetheart," he rasped, pulling your hand in and kissing your palm. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes," he followed up, proceeding to pull your hand further, your body rolling on top of his.

Leaning down, you kissed him sweetly, smiling against his lips as you realised the situation you were in. First day of a new job and you'd already managed to sleep with your boss. God if your mother could see you now, she'd be lecturing you on how wrong this was. But how could something so wrong feel so damn right? Trying your best to ignore the persistent thoughts, you focused back on the man in front of you, watching as he reached up to push your messy hair aside. "Could say the same about you, not in my wildest dreams did I expect to be in bed with the infamous Hank Voight one day after joining his unit," you groaned at the thought, leaning down into the crook of his neck hiding over the ridiculous notion.

You were not oblivious to his reputation, most of the cops in Chicago knew about the hard-headed Sargent. And although you'd come into the unit with a neutral opinion, it was hard to ignore. He definitely went against some rules, and used methods beyond what was expected of the police, but sleeping with an employee? You didn't think that was on the table. "Hmm, so you've heard of my reputation?" he mused, raising an eyebrow, "what do you think? Does my reputation proceed me?" Although you hadn't seen much in your day of working at Intelligence, what you had come to realise was Hank Voight was not a dirty cop for monetary gain like many, instead did so to protect the ones he cared for. Olinsky was like a brother and Halstead a son, and so protecting them only came as naturally to him as any family would, watching out for their own. "You're not as scary as they make you out to be." "Huh, good to know they still think of me as that, the title can only get you so far," pulling you back down next to him, you again laid face to face, heads both buzzing with thoughts of what came next. For you, it was fears of favouritism, would people still give you respect if they knew what had happened? And what if things didn't turn out ok? Would you have to leave the unit to find another?

For Hank, it was much easier. He'd spent the better part of a decade waiting for someone new to come along. Someone who wouldn't replace Camille, but repair his heart and restore that feeling of love he'd once felt. Was it the best that she worked under him? No, but the universe works in mysterious ways, and Hank could only be grateful that his time had finally come.

"Let me take you on a date, give us a proper chance of starting something good," he suggested, trying to ease the nervous tension radiating off of you. Despite the turmoil in your head, his proposition had calmed your nerves significantly, your mind relaxing at knowing that this would not just be a one-night thing. And although a future relationship with him would be complicated, you somehow knew that it would be worth it in the long run. Because why throw away something good before it has even started?

THE END

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[emiewritesthings]

ransom (pt1) ☆ jay halstead

Summary: In which Y/n is kidnapped and the unit receive an atypical ransom video

warnings: language

authors note: this was just a short funny imagine inspired from the tik tok @/billy978 that’s been in my drafts for a while now. hope you enjoy!

PART TWO

“Wait, I think the kidnappers just sent us a video.” Mouse mumbled as his fingers continued to violently slap against his laptop’s keyboard, tongue slightly poked out in concentration. Jay was the first to immediately jump for him to play it. His hands gripping the back of his best friend’s chair as Kevin pulled the monitor to the front of the group that had formed upon hearing the news. They all were insanely worried for the missing member of their team, although they had been working on it so hard they had had little time to let themselves break down quite yet.

“Play it.” Voight instructed. Understanding the order, Mouse nodded his head before clicking on something and suddenly they were all met with a bloody and bruised Y/n on the bigger screen. Jay heard Kim besides him take a quick intake of breath, noticing that her best friend’s condition wasn’t the best. Mouse pressed another button and suddenly the video was playing.

“Hello my name is Y/n and I have been kidnapped- Can you stop pointing that fucking gun at me? You are making me nervous!” Y/n snapped, her eyes darting to the left where an assumed kidnapper was standing. The entire room seemed to freeze as their expectations of seeing an emotionally defeated Y/n was abandoned, as they watched the woman that had been through hell and back shouting at her captors. Jay could read Y/n like a book for kindergarteners, and whilst he had first thought maybe it was the adrenaline talking or a plan to hide her fear, he detected that Y/n was in no such state.

“To ensure my safe return home please pay us one million d- one million dollars? Is that it? Is that what you think I’m worth? I’m not having that…” She mumbled, glaring at the man that stood to her right before directing her eyes back to the camera and smiling. “To ensure my safe return please pay us five hundred million dollars… that’s more like it.”

Adam was soon doubled over in laughter causing the video to be paused as he tried to control his amusement. The unit all looked at one another, as they tried to decode what exactly they were looking at.

“Is she trying to get killed?” Kevin asked, looking more at Jay to answer the question knowing he knew the endangered woman more than anyone in the room. Running his hands over his face, Jay let out a sigh, unsure whether he should be angry or amused at his girlfriend’s behaviour.

“Knowing Y/n…” He started, thinking about his answer carefully. “Probably.” Kim hummed in agreement knowing how the woman enjoyed getting under criminals’ skin, although she’d never imagined she’d do such a thing in this kind of situation.

“Let’s keep watching.” Voight mumbled. Heads turned back to the video as it resumed.

“Honestly this place is such a shit hole. You fellas have money for all these fancy big guns, but can’t afford a vacuum, huh?” Tilting her head, mocking the large men that stood around her with their guns pointed at her, the woman quite literally smirked, not afraid of them or their weapons. “Well you don’t happen to have a hairbrush do you, don’t worry I am not talking to you, baldy,” Winking at the third and final man, Y/n looked to who she assumed was the leader. “Maybe some lip gloss or mascara? You see my boyfriend - you know the hot detective I was telling you fellas about - is going to watch this ransom video and I’d prefer not to look like utter shit.” Leaning forward, she seemed to use what little reflection she could make out in the lens of the camera as a mirror, attempting to flatten her hair and get rid of some dirt from her face.

“Holy sh- She’s insane.” Kim whispered towards Jay, who couldn’t take his eyes off the screen but nodded his head in agreement. As crazy as she may be, he still loved her all the same. Jay felt a small smile try to surface, but he pushed it down upon realizing it probably wasn’t the right time when everyone seemed worried or deeply concerned for Y/n’s wellbeing.

“You have 24 hours to make this payment or else I die- Wait, what? Fuck off. Are you guys taking the piss?” Looking around, not seeing any humour or amusement on any of the men’s faces, Y/n’s narrowed eyes relaxed along with her body in the chair she was aggressively tied to. “Wow.” She breathed out, still not appearing to be bothered by the way this was escalating. “And to think I thought we were becoming fr-.” The video soon cut off and went to just a black screen signaling the end of the video.

The unit stood there in silence for what felt like a good five minutes trying to process what they had just watched. Voight's face seemed stoic as always, whilst Adam and Kevin were arguing which was the funniest part - which had to be a first in ransom video history.

“Mouse, I want you to analyse every second of the video. See if there are any clues to where they are keeping her.” Voight pointed at the man that nodded in obedience, before the sergeant moved to look at the rest of his subordinates. “The rest of you, keep working. I don’t want anyone leaving until we’ve located her. Okay?” Everyone nodded.

Voight disappeared back in to his office, as the rest of them returned to their desks aware that as amusing as the video had been, one of their own was still out there somewhere in imminent danger. 

“I bet 20 bucks she gets shot before the 24 hours is up.” Adam spoke up after a good ten minutes of silence. His eyes pin balling around the room to see Kevin, Kim and Jay sat in silence watching him with incredulous eyes.

“Bro.” Kevin scolded. 

“It’s what we are all thinking!” Adam argued, but everyone had busied themselves again. Leaving the grown man to grumble as he fell back into his chair.

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[themultifandomgal]

Hank Voight- Secrets

Hank and I have been in a secret relationship the last year now. We've kept it secret because of 1 our age. I'm 25 years younger than he is for a start. 2 I'm part of the intelligence unit. Hank and I met before I was part of the intelligence unit, we had a one night stand the day before I actually joined thanks to alcohol. We tried to keep it professional but it was hard. Of course during work we are. He's my boss I listen to him, but as soon as we leave he's my boyfriend who I love

"Halstead, YLN I want you to go to the club and find out who's dealing the drugs. Don't separate who knows what the dealer is like"

"Got it" Jay gets up from his desk. I follow heading to the locker I go to mine taking out some clothes I leave here for different cases we may go on. I take them to the bathroom and get changed into a little back dress and black heals. I put on a little more makeup than I already have on. I walk out and into the bullpen

"Woah" Adam comments, his eyes nearly popping out of his head

"Eyes to yourself Ruzek" Hank comments making Adam hold his hands in the air "Halstead YLN be careful" Hank says looking at me

"We will" Jay says for me.

We head to the club and walk into the bar

"What can I get you both" the woman behind the bar smiles at us

"2 Vodka and cokes" Jay smiles back placing his hand on the small of my back

"No problem"

"Hey so we heard that you guys sell more than alcohol" I give the woman a little smile

"I don't know where you heard that"

"Come on" Jay leans over the bar "my girl is going to rehab tomorrow and we want to have one last party" the woman looks around then whispers

"Back room"

"Thank you, much appreciate"

Jay and I make our way the the back room with our drink. When we enter we see a man sat on a couch with a few girls around him and one on his lap

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" The man asks

"Looking for a good time" I look the man up and down

"Girls go and get yourselves a drink on me" he holds out some cash. The girl on his lap takes the money and they all walk out

"What can I do for you?"

"My girl here need some peal, shes going to rehab and we are having a party for her"

"Huh is that so"

"Remember he needs to take the money off you before we can make the arrest" I hear Voight say in my ear piece

"I have cash" Jay pulls out his wallet and holds the money out

"How do I know that you two aren't undercover cops trying to bust me?"

"Come on man" Jay laughs

"You have to understand where I'm coming from though. I've never seen either of you before and now your asking me for Pearl. How do you even know I have it?"

"Just heard around from some girls I work with"

"Who?"

"Well I mean they aren't going to use the same names? Who knows what creeps will find out who we are" I cross my arms

"I'm begging you man, just a bit for my girl to have one last good night. You know how rehab is"

"Ok" he gets up and walks over to a desk at the end of the room. He opens up a draw and we assume he's going to pull out the drugs, but instead he holds a gun in his hand

"I just don't believe you" Jay is quick to get his gun out, I don't have mine because I couldn't hide it with the dress I'm wearing

"Put the gun down now!" Jay shouts

"YN what's going on?" Voight asks me

"The deals off" I say standing behind Jay

"Ok we will just go ok?"

"No. I can't let you"

"YN get out of there now"

"Please just let us go. We made a mistake please"

"Shut up!"

"Put the gun down"

"We're coming in"

"They're cops!" One of the girls that was in the room earlier runs in

"Your fucking cops?"

"Put the gun down. If you shoot you'll be tried for attempted murder on a cop and possession of drugs"

"I'll take my chances" the guy shoots my leg making me fall before Jay shoots him in the head

"Fuck YN you ok?" Jay asks putting pressure on my gun shot "suspect down, officer shot roll and ambo" Jay says into is radio that he had hidden. Jay lifts me up and carries me out to where everyone else is

"YN? YN you ok" Hank runs over to me making everyone instantly confused

"I'm ok, just fucking hurts"

"Ok ok let's get you to Med" Hank takes me from Jay and puts me in the ambo, he follows in with me.

After I arrived to Med and was checked over Hank sits in the chair in my room with a hand in mine

"You know the cats out the bag now" I tell him

"Don't care. As long as your ok"

"I'm fine. Promise" I give his hand a squeeze "maybe this is the universe telling us we need to tell the others"

"Hey" there's a knock on the door and Jay walks in "just checking your good?" Jay looks between Hank and I

"Yeah we're good. Thanks Jay"

"Don't worry about it. Oh and just expect a lot of questions when your back at work"

"I will expect no questions" Hank defends

"Hank, no it's fine. I know you guys will have questions, just none about our sex life please"

"Deal. Get well soon" Jay leaves Hank and I alone  again in the room

"I love you YN"

"I love you too" Hank leans down and kisses my lips gently

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[fangirlfrom-hell]

Several Missed Calls and a Sprained Ankle || Jay Halstead x Halstead Sister one shot

*re-posting this because I'm stupid and accidentaly delated my blog 🫠

Also appearing Will and Connor Rhodes because I miss him.

I'm not a doctor, medical topics are vague.

Friendly reminder that Becca is Halstead sister.

☆

The Intelligence squad had just came back to the bullpen with a suspect in custody when Sergeant Platt came inside to interrupt whatever they were having.

-"Hey, Halstead! I've been receiving calls from your sister's school all day. They said they called your father, but didn't answer, so she asked them to look for you, but your phone was off".

-"I was in a UC run, I always turn the personal off...". He tried to explain himself with guilt.

-"That's what I tried to explain to them. Apparently she's injured and needs to be picked up as soon as possible".

-"Wh-what happened?" He hadn't even finished taking off his jacket and now he was hastily putting it back on.

-"They didn't elaborate on the matter, but they've been calling like crazy every half hour. I even volunteered to go and bring her here, but they did say it would be impossible if I'm not in the list". She pulled a face with that last statement. -"Can you believe that?"

Everybody settled in at the bullpen, all detectives listening to the conversation.

-"Boss..." Jay looked at Voight.

-"Sure, go. What are you waiting for?". He ordered with his arms crossed. -"We can take care of this".

Jay nodded his head as saying "thank you" and walked himself down to the parking lot trying to look chill, although on the inside he was really unsettled for whatever had happened to his little sister. He couldn't avoid being the overprotective big brother, it ran through his veins.

-"Hey, Detective. Make sure you put my name in that freakin' list!". Platt yelled before he crossed the door. -"I don't want to feel so humiliated again". She said in her usual exaggerated way. Then she muttered to herself: I'm a CPD Sergeant, who dares to say 'no' to me like that?

The long road to Becca's school in Canaryville wasn't helpful to ease Jay's mind. He was also feeling abashed for not being able to answer the call on time, although he was not responsible for attending those emergencies, therefore he was not aware of them. And where the hell was his father? Why didn't he answer those calls from school? He cursed him. This wasn't the first time something like this happened.

-"I'm here to pick my sister, Becca Halstead".

-"Oh, sure. We've been calling you for hours. Literally hours". The secretary gave him a judging look, which Jay tried to ignore. -"She's upstairs, the nurse is accompanying her. I'll notify her you're here. Follow me".

Jay followed the woman through the halls of the school until they went outside to the back yard. From the second floor of the building in front of them, he recognized Becca's ginger blonde hair. She was leaning on someone else to walk, looked like she couldn't do it by herself and there was some pain in her tiny face.

-"What happened?" Jay asked without taking his eyes off her.

-"She sprained her foot on the stairs, she didn't roll or hit her head, so there was no need to call an ambulance. It was an accident, some kids were playing around and pushed her unintentionally. We already took action on the matter, don't worry about that".

He walked upstairs to help his sister. As soon as he was able to entirely see her, he noticed how her foot was in the air, shoe untied.

-"Jay!" Becca said with relief.

-"It's all right". The secretary told the nurse. -"Her brother will handle it from here".

-"Is it your ankle? You can't put your foot down at all?"

-"No, it really hurts". Becca moved her head from one side to another.

-"It's a little bit swollen". The nurse talked. -"I applied ointment and ice for the pain, but I can't really do anything else in here. I think it's just a sprain, but she should be checked at the hospital".

-"Yes, I'll take her straight to The Med. Thank you!"

Jay took his badge and gun from his hips and placed them somewhere else in his jeans.

-"Sorry". He said, feeling the alarmed gaze of the two women. Then, he took the girl's backpack and put it on his shoulder. -"All right, Becs. Come here".

Jay hugged Becca and lifted her to carry her down the stairs. It was very easy for him, light weight, the girl was smaller than an average 10 years old. She placed her arms around her brother's shoulder.

-"Take care, Beckie". The nurse waved goodbye as she was taken by the detective.

-"This is so embarrassing". She said looking around to check if somebody was watching them, but the yard was empty, everyone was inside of the classrooms. Jay couldn't resist to laugh a bit. It was a cute funny scene: a big, tall, muscular man with a girly purple backpack hanging from his shoulder and a girl with an embarrassed face in his arms.

He didn't put her down until they were back to the office, where he had to sign some papers before leaving.

-"Is that all?" Jay asked.

-"Yes, you can take her now".

-"Oh! Before I forget". He said turning around one more time to the reception. -"I want to add another person to the list of people who can pick her up".

-"Sure. She does need that". She didn't miss the chance to look at him with a judgy face. -"What's the name of the one?".

-"Trudy Platt". He smirked. Becca just gave him a look.

At the truck, Jay placed her in the co-pilot seat and then opened the back door to put the backpack away.

-"What do you carry in this? Rocks?" He freed his shoulder from the weight.

Becca wasn't a talkative girl, but still she was unusually quiet during the road to the hospital. She only broke the silence to groan in pain, that's when he noticed her teary eyes.

-"Does it hurt?" Jay asked, knowing the answer.

-"Yes. I think it's getting worse".

-"We're almost there, just hang up a little bit".

He wanted to ask Becca about how she had fallen, since his detective instincts knew that it was due to something more than an accident. He opened his mouth to say something he had been holding up, but an incoming call interrupted his intentions.

-"It says Hailey Upton". Becca announced, grabbing his phone.

-"Gotta answer that". He sighed. -"Would you put it in the speaker for me, please?".

Both siblings knew each other quite well. Becca knew how Jay noticed something strange was going on, but she didn't want to be interrogated. And Jay knew how Becca was aware of that and was reluctant to speak.

-"Soooooo...Is Sergeant Platt coming to pick me now if I get sick?" She changed the conversation as soon as the call ended.

-"Is that a problem?" Jay laughed out loud.

-"Well, it's kinda scary".

-"She told me to put her name in the list, I don't know if it was true, though. The thing is that today I was on the streets working a case when all this happened. I didn't have my phone with me, that's why I didn't answer".

-"I imagined that. That's why I told them to call directly to the 21st".

-"Which was very clever of you. I'm sorry I wasn't there earlier, I should have".

-"You don't have to be sorry, I'm not blaming you for anything. You are not even supposed to be responsible for me, anyway".

She had this sort of way to make claims to his father and mother without even realizing it. That last statement made the rest of the road extremely quiet.

The moment Becca crossed the entrance door sitting in a wheelchair, she realized she had never been at The Med as a patient before. Maggie was pushing her to the ER where Will was waiting for his siblings. Due to the type of injury, Dr. Rhodes was assigned to Becca's case.

-"This is too swollen". Connor said while checking her foot. -"On a scale from 1 to 10, how much does it hurt?"

-"Uh, I don't know. Maybe 5?"

Both of her big brothers stared at her teary eyes and her sick gesture, not believing her answer. She was trying so hard not to cry.

-"6?"

-"Are you sure?" The doctor gave her a warm smile. -"I was expecting you to say 10 or maybe even beyond 10".

Becca remained silent, pressing her lips.

-"Ok. We'll do an X-Ray just to make sure it isn't more than a sprain. Meanwhile, the nurse will administer you some pain killers".

He went out of the room to order the studios and made a sign for the siblings to follow him outside, leaving their sister alone with the technicians for a few minutes.

-"What do you think?" Dr. Halstead asked.

-"I don't think she just simply twisted her ankle. For the damage, it must have been a harder impact".

-"Is it bad?" Jay asked with concern.

-"Can't tell until I see the X-Ray. What worries me the most right now is how hard she's trying to take the pain".

-"Yeah, that's something she does". Jay sighed. -"Not only with physical pain".

When the three men entered back to the room, Becca was silently crying, wiping her tears away. Jay was the one that approached to hold her. Her bruised and swollen ankle was a standout in the room.

-"Becca, you have what we call a severe grade 2 sprain and I'm pretty sure it hurts more than a lot right now. Why don't you say anything? You can complain about the pain, that's what hospitals are for".

-"I don't want to be a bother". The girl answered quietly, tears still dropping from her eyes.

-"What are you talking about?" Will walked to be close to the bed.

-"Becca...". Jay sat next to her and bent to be face to face. -"You are not a bother and you will never be".

-"It's just...I'm scared you'll stop answering the phone calls too".

In that moment, everything fell into place and Jay's heart dropped. The conversation suddenly closed to just the two of them, although everyone could hear their words.

-"Bec...I will never stop caring for you. I won't lie, sometimes it gets hard with my work, but I will do what is necessary so that something like today does not happen again. I promise".

-"But you shouldn't, like, you shouldn't be the one in charge of me. I'm a burden".

-"I know what you mean, and I know how you feel about dad, but believe me when I tell you how much it makes me happy to be here for you. I'm your big brother, it actually is my job to protect you. I love you, silly. I would never forgive myself if something happens to you. I wouldn't forgive myself if you didn't have the confidence to call me either".

With all being said and those emotions off her chest, her crying increased in tears and sound.

-"It's a 20. The pain is a 20" She managed to say in what seemed to be overacted, although it was only the natural response to having endured so much physical and emotional pain in such a short time.

-"Let's apply more pain killers". Connor talked to the nurses. -"And let's finish this up". He smiled at the little girl.

Jay found her reaction a little bit cute and couldn't resist smiling a bit when she jumped into her arms.

-"You will have to use the walking boot for at least 4 weeks". Dr. Rhodes informed when he finished. -"That if everything goes well".

-"What about dance lessons?"

-I'm sorry, Becs". -Dr. Halstead got into the conversation. -"That's going to be impossible. You need to give it a rest".

-"Not to mention the pain that would cause you".

-"Is she going to be able to be back when her ankle heals?"

-"If she listens to my recommendations in the letter, I don't see why not". Connor then turned to Becca: "I know this thing is very uncomfortable, but is necessary. You might start feeling as if you don't need it before the set time, but it is important that you do not take it off until I say so. If you trust me and you do this, You'll be fine and back to dancing soon".

Becca nodded sadly.

-"I understand this is very important to you, Becca. I can arrange to see you each week instead of two weeks to check how it is going".

-"Thank you, Connor''. His colleague said.

Becca yawned more than once on their way back to the Bullpen. She was discharged from the hospital, so she couldn't stay there and there wasn't any other place Jay could leave her. She was tired, her stressed body only wanting to rest.

-"Look at that!" Platt exclaimed when she spotted both Halsteads crossing the front door. -"It is my favorite Halstead!"

-"I'm glad to hear she's your favorite, because you are in the list now, Serge".

The Desk Sergeant smirked at the news.

-"I take this honor responsible".

-'All right, girl". Jay said, bending in front of the stairs. -"Let's do this again".

Becca hopped into her brother's back and he carried her upstairs, where all the squad greeted her with enthusiasm and good wishes. She sat in the coffee room waiting for him.

-"The punk confessed. We have enough evidence. It was an easy case, we're done for now". Voight informed Detective Halstead.

-"I'm sorry I wasn't here for interrogation, Serge. There was no one to take care of her...".

-"There's nothing to be sorry about''. Hank waved his hand from one side to another. -"Besides, you did your job, a good job capturing him. Now, you all are dismissed. You should take your sister to rest".

Detectives were able to go back home relatively early that day. The bullpen was empty when Jay went out of Hank Voight's office. There was only a blonde woman sitting at the desk in front of him.

-"Why are you still here?"

-"Your sister fell asleep on the couch. It didn't feel good to leave her alone in her condition". Hailey answered.

-"Thank you for that". He said honestly.

-"The same thing happened to me when I was a little bit older than her. I know it hurts like hell".

-"Yeah, she had a bad time. She's tired and drugged in pain killers, I should take her home".

-"Tell me if you need help with anything, I'm here. For real, partner". Detective Upton took her coat and walked herself downstairs.

-"Thanks again, Hails".

-"No problem".

It took him a while to stop staring at the stairs before going into the coffee room. There she was deeply asleep, it looked like she was melting.

-"Becca". He softly called her. -"Becca, it's time to go". But there was no answer, not even when he shaked her.

-"Well, third time's the charm. What could go wrong?" He muttered to himself and took Becca in his arms, this time as if she was a baby.

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