Keep The Faith (W.H)

Keep The Faith (W.H)

Prompt: “I don’t wanna die yet! Please! I don’t wanna die!”  From Here

Pairing: Will Halstead x reader

Words: 857

Warnings: angst, blood, guns, cursing

Notes: *Nervous chuckles* I’m on an angst roll…

Being a detective in the Intelligence Unit had its ups and downs. You loved the dynamic of the team and the people on the team were absolutely amazing. Your partner Jay had introduced you to the love of your life, his brother, Will…and everything seemed to be going well for you. You should have known the second that things seemed to be looking up for you, something would go wrong.

You’d gotten some bad intel from one of your C.I.s and that led you and Jay to get ambushed by snipers. You couldn’t pinpoint them and you and Jay were pinned with little cover. Obviously, you’d called for backup, but they were nowhere in sight…it had you wondering if they were somehow blocking your signal, but the thought left you as soon as you heard the approaching sirens.

You hissed in pain as the crate exploded behind you, leaving you with even less space for you and your partner. You both had been sent to talk to the owner of the warehouse, you both hadn’t thought to put on your vests…the informant had said that the guy was harmless. When you got out of this, you’re C.I. was going away for good…you’d been foolish to believe him after how tweaked out he’d looked earlier. Though, Jay had said to give him a chance…so you did.

You turned your radio on. “This is 51-George! Where the hell is our backup. We’re pinned in a non secure area and the area is getting smaller by the second!”

“51-George, we’re two minutes out.”

“Make it one,” Jay yelled as more of his crate splintered.

You and Jay looked at each other, gripping the other’s hand for a split second before sending a volley of bullets towards the tops of the warehouses you guessed the snipers were in, seeing as they were shooting at crates to get to you. You both ducked down as the snipers returned fire.

“Jay, I’m not liking the crates. I don’t think they’re gonna hold much longer,” you stated.

“I know,” he growled, his head landing against the crate for a second before standing and sending back a few bullets before crouching down again.

You heard the cars roll up and let out a breath. “At least backup’s here,” you replied.

Jay laughed a little, “there is that.”

As you were going to say something else, you felt something pierce your chest. Everything seemed to go quiet for a minute. You couldn’t hear the gunfire or shouts the other officers were spouting. You slowly looked down to see your shirt growing soaked. “That’s not good,” you stated.

Jay, who’d been shouting back and forth with Voight, looked back at you suddenly. His eyes widened. You saw his lips moving and could make out what he was saying without hearing him.

Everything moved in slow motion at that point. You could feel your chest tightening, not being able to breath properly.

You could have blacked out a moment, because what you remembered next was Will bending over you, but you weren’t in the hospital. “Hospital,” you asked, clearly confused.

“I was doing a ride along with the paramedics today, babe…it’s gonna be okay, I’m gonna fix you up,” you could tell that he was trying not to let his emotions show. Jay was at your head as the other paramedics were on the other side of you.

You nodded and let them do their thing, but your panic was starting to rise as you felt yourself being unable to breathe…the blood rushing in your ears…you didn’t want to die. You were afraid of dying…and you couldn’t do that to Will. You couldn’t just leave him…you loved him.

As you were loaded into the back of the Ambo, Will came and sat beside you, checking everything to make sure that you were stable for the moment.

Your heart rate spiked as the ambulance started moving and you reached for Will’s hand, wanting some comfort as tears rolled down your cheeks. Will was speaking, but you couldn’t hear him above the blood rushing in your ears. You let out a sob and finally voiced your fears, “I don’t want to die yet! Please! I don’t want to die!”

His voice slowly started to penetrate the blood rush, “-not going to die! You hear me?! I’m not going to let you die. You are going to be just fine and you’ll be back out there catching criminals in no time. You’ll be out there with my brother making sure he doesn’t get himself killed and annoying the hell out of him…then you’ll come home and tell me about how idiotic my brother’s been and we’ll cuddle and watch the TV or something. You are not dying…I don’t give you permission to.”

You gasped as pain wracked your body, “love you,” you stated…just in case these were your last moments.

“I love you too…but you are not dying. You’ll tell me you love me again after we fix you up…keep the faith, babe.”

two baby girls - d.d.

this is kind of a part two to “two pink lines”, but it also works as a stand alone piece

requested: yes, i had multiple requests surrounding a pregnant reader! 1. This is my first request, Can you do an image with David where they are about to have a baby soon and David is already being and overprotective father out of EVERYTHING. Thanks so much and sorry if you already have one similar to this one. 2. Can you continue the one where she tells David she’s pregnant and it’s a few months down the road where they find out the gender and they feel the baby kick and all the emotions of them having a baby. And for another one could you have it be a few days before she’s due and she goes into labor and the reactions everyone has. and 3. Can I request a David fic where they’re pregnant with twins, but she didn’t tell David there’s two babies yet, and at the gender reveal they bring out a second cake or something for the second baby and it’s just Daddy David fluff pls Ily

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“Baby, be careful,” David said, jumping up off the couch and helping you carry a large box inside.

“Relax,” you giggled. Although you appreciated the concern, David was being just a little bit too overprotective. He hardly let you do anything remotely straining even though you were only ten weeks pregnant yet. He was a worrier and you imagined he’d be the same way as a dad.  

“I’m sorry, I just don’t want you to get hurt. And I don’t want anything to happen to the baby.” He placed the box down in the kitchen and pulled you in for a hug. “I missed you all day.”

“I missed you too.” You stood on your toes with your arms around his neck, giving him a quick peck. “The baby will be fine, Dave.”

You kicked your heels off and dropped your purse on the pool table, walking in to the kitchen to make dinner. The smell of bell peppers made you feel nauseous, and you dropped the knife you were using to cut them up on to the counter and immediately ran into the bathroom. David sat down next to you, rubbing your back with one hand and pulling your hair away from your face with the other.

“You okay, bub?” he asked, and you shook your head.

“I think I’m going to go lie down for a little bit,” you said. David helped you to your feet and you collapsed on to the cloud couch in the living room.

David came back with a small plate of cheese and crackers for you to eat if you felt like you could. He told you that he was reading a bunch of books on how to cope with pregnancy symptoms and he wanted to make sure he did everything he could to help you.

“Thank you.” You gave him a small smile.

“So, when’s the next appointment?” David asked, overly excited for the ultrasound.

“Tomorrow,” you answered, and his smile fell. “What’s wrong?”

“I have meetings all day and Natalie will kill me if I have her reschedule them this last minute,” he pouted.

“It’s just a routine check. We’ve already heard the heartbeat and I’ll get my blood tested to find out the gender, but we’re having a gender reveal, so it’ll be nothing out of the ordinary,” you reassured him.

Your reassurance, however, wasn’t a good idea. You had called Erin to come with you for moral support since David was busy, and your jaw dropped when the ultrasound picked up two different heartbeats.

“Twins?” you asked, your voice wavering as you were on the verge of tears. The nurse pointed out both babies on the ultrasound and your heart skipped a beat.

“Holy shit, congrats,” Erin exclaimed, squeezing your hand and giving you a smile.

“I’m fucking terrified,” you whispered, wishing David was here with you.

“It’s going to be okay,” Erin reassured you, giving you a hug.

“Okay, so I can do your bloodwork to find out the gender, but since you’re having twins, it may not be accurate. It can tell you if both babies will be girls or if at least one will be a boy, but there’s no way to tell this early on if both are boys or if one is a boy and one is a girl,” the nurse explained as she set everything up to draw your blood.

Erin took the envelope with the results since her and Carly had decided they wanted to be in charge of the gender reveal party.

A few weeks later, you and David were driving to Erin’s apartment. You hadn’t told anyone that you were having twins, not even David. You weren’t sure what Erin’s plan was, but you hoped David was excited by the news.

The apartment was decorated with different blue and pink balloons and streamers. When all of your friends and family were over, Erin came out with a cake to do the gender reveal, only for Carly to follow with a second cake.

Everyone froze and exchanged glances with each other. You watched the look of confusion on David’s face as he turned to face you.

“We’re having twins?” he asked in a quiet voice.

“Surprise?” You phrased it as a question instead of a statement, but you could see the smile form on David’s face.

He was beaming as he pulled you in for a tight hug before quickly letting go and putting his hand on your stomach. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to squish you guys,” he mumbled and you rolled your eyes.

“You’re ridiculous,” you giggled, giving him a kiss.

“I can’t believe we’re having twin girls,” David sighed happily, sitting down on the couch next to you.

“Speak for yourself,” you groaned. You were further along in your pregnancy and every part of your body hurt. You were almost at 23 weeks and you had been feeling the babies kicking constantly. Your back was constantly in pain from the weight of the babies and you were irritable all of the time.

You felt one of the babies kick and you pulled David’s hand on to your stomach to feel it for the first time. There was a dull pain in your left side and David was beaming when he felt it.

“That’s one of our strong little girls,” he exclaimed, and you chuckled. Watching David get excited over every part of your pregnancy made it bearable.

But David had also gotten even more overprotective since he found out you were having twins. He didn’t let you go anywhere alone and he didn’t even want you to get out of bed most days.

“David, nothing is going to happen if I go grocery shopping,” you sighed. You were beyond bored being in the house all the time and you were getting antsy. “At least let me help decorate the nursery,” you pouted, but he shook his head.

“Baby, you know the doctor said you’re on bed rest.”

“Dave, I know you think you know everything, but you are not a doctor.”

“Doctor’s orders,” David insisted, kissing your forehead and you couldn’t argue with him anymore.

You winced in pain, feeling a sharp contraction. You were only 35 weeks, but twins were rarely ever carried to term. You let out a yelp, your fingernails digging into David’s arm, waking him up.

“Is everything okay?” David asked, sitting up in bed. You shook your head and took a deep breath, preparing for another contraction. David sat beside you, helping you regulate your breathing while timing the distance between your contractions. After a while of contractions, they were coming more regularly and you and David decided to go to the hospital. Hours later, you were blessed with your two twin girls.

“You did so good,” David whispered, giving you a kiss.

Later when your friends came to visit and meet the girls, all of them were in awe of your two tiny humans.

“They’re so adorable,” Erin cooed.

“Dave, they look just like you,” Jeff said.

“Oh my god, they’re so little and cute,” Carly chimed in.

“They’re absolutely precious, you two,” Jason added. “You two are going to be amazing parents.”

“I can’t believe you guys have kids,” Heath muttered.

“We’re next, right bubba?” Mariah joked, looking at Heath.

Driving home from the hospital with the twins was the first time you had ever seen David drive carefully. David was always the one to change their diapers in the middle of the night, insisting that you stay in bed and rest, although you assumed the girls already had him whipped and he would go out of his way to keep them happy. He was a great dad already and you were excited to see him become even better.

I love how every time Pete does a movie, he's like you know what this movie needs? Colson.

mouth full of white lies {Machine Gun Kelly}

Summary: You’re Douglas Booth’s adopted little sister, a YouTuber moonlighting as an assistant on The Dirt. The fact that your brother’s the lead is a happy accident. Another happy accident? Getting drunk with MGK and becoming fast friends with him. Until, of course, everyone assumes you’re together. What better way to make everyone shut up then by agreeing. Sort of. Okay so you’re not really dating but you’ve got to convince your respective fans that you are. And the rest of the cast and crew. And your brother. It’s okay, flirting is totally harmless. The feelings? Everything else that comes after? Less harmless. 

[ p l a y l i s t ]

you look like my next mistake

i been fronting that it’s just for the summer

i thought love was a kind of emptiness

i wanna know what’s your quietest feeling

you say that you’re no good for me

you know, you’re my whole world

Completed | Yes [X] or No [  ]

#sebastian with children #more like: the cause of my death

When the quarantine is finally over and it’s safe to go outside