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Safety

*Not my gif*

Pairing: Hank Voight x Reader

Requested: Yes

Prompt: Voight is not here for people threatening his family

Warnings: None

A/N: This is my first Voight imagine so hopefully you all like!

The pregnancy came as a surprise. Like a huge surprise. Luckily you were prepared for something as big as this, and Hank was ecstatic. You worked at the front desk of intelligence which is how you met Hank. Your relationship definitely had a weird start and progression, but it isn’t anything you would ever want to change. Yes, he was older than you, but you never had a problem with that, and it never made an impact on your relationship. As serious and risky as Hank can be on the job he was the opposite when it came to you. Completely loving and romantic. Making sure you were always okay. Taking care of you in every way, and even more so after you found out you were pregnant. You were getting bigger by the day, and your self esteem was dropping right along with it. However, Voight always assured you of how beautiful you were. Obviously he’s very overprotective of anyone he cares about. None the less when it comes to his family. So, whenever you started receiving the random calls and letters of threats you didn’t want to tell him. It didn’t bother you much at first. You knew Hank had a lot of people on his bad side, and you just figured they were trying to get a reaction out of him or they were trying to distract him for whatever reasoning knowing he would drop everything to hunt them down. However, whenever the letters and calls became more frequent you started to get a little anxious and the tipping point hit whenever the latest letter had threatened the life of your baby. You knew you had to talk to someone. Get someone else’s opinion to assure you that you were just starting to overreact, but you needed it to be someone that wasn’t going to go crazy. Someone that would be level headed unlike Voight or even Erin. So, you had decided on Antonio. You had thought about going to Jay but you didn’t want to get him in trouble with Erin if she ever found out so you went with your next best option.

“Hey Antonio can I talk to you about something real quick?” You whispered as you stood in front of his desk. He threw you a weird look before nodding and heading towards the break room for you to follow. Once inside you made sure the door was closed not wanting anyone to hear or walk in on the conversation.

“What’s wrong?” He asked clearly worried. You pulled the latest letter out of your back pocket laying it on the table.

“So, I just need you to stay level headed with me okay? That’s why I came to you.” You began as he went to reach for the paper. “I’ve been getting these and a few random calls here at the district for the past couple months. At first I just didn’t think anything of it, but they’ve become more frequent and as you can see they mention the baby in that last one there which is why I felt the need to finally do something.” You explained protectively laying your hand on your stomach as Antonio read over the note.

“Voight doesn’t know?” Antonio asked even though he already knew the answer. You looked at him sheepishly not answering. He sighed running a hand through his hair. “You have to tell him.” He stated.

“What? No, Antonio I can’t. He’ll lose his shit.” You whined.

“I know, but we need to do something about this [Y/N]. Whether this is a joke or not it needs to be taken care of, and we both know I can’t do it myself. He’ll find out. He always does. It’ll just be a bigger fight then. It’s not just about you. We need to keep that baby safe too.” Antonio explained reaching to squeeze your shoulder. You sighed heavily feeling defeated that your little plan got blown up so fast.

“Okay, but can you please just not let him do anything stupid.” You begged.

“I’ll try my hardest.” Antonio promised hugging you, but you already knew it was a lost cause. You told him you would talk to Voight tonight at his house where he was able to react “freely.” Taking the note from Antonio you folded it up sticking it back in your pocket before you both headed back out to your desks. Upon stepping out of the door everyone’s eyes immediately turned to you two.

“What?” You asked innocently ignoring Hank’s suspicious gaze on you as you practically waddled back to your desk. He threw you a look and you knew you would be getting questioned later as you rolled your eyes at him leaning back in your chair while they focused their attention back on the case they were working on. For being such a badass Hank got surprisingly jealous quite easily and you got that vibe from him the rest of the day. You were supposed to leave before him as Erin offered you a ride home, but you politely declined deciding to wait for him to be done to go back to his place. You were in the process of moving in and you did not want to be surrounded by all the boxes you still had left to unpack. Just about everyone was gone as you walked into Hank’s office making yourself comfy in the chair across from him. He looked up from his computer raising an eyebrow at you.

“I thought you went home?” His gravelly voice echoed in the room.

“Decided to wait for you.” You shrugged picking up the bowl of M&Ms he had on his desk popping a few in your mouth. He looked at you amusement on his face for a second before it returned to a glare.

“Antonio didn’t offer you to come back to his place?” He asked accusingly looking back down at the papers on his desk.

“Excuse me?” You replied annoyance in your voice.

“What were you doing in the break room with him earlier?” He asked continuing not to look at you. “Stop picking just the green ones out. They all taste the same.” He lectured laughing a little as he watched you dig through the bowl in your hand.

“Having sex obviously. Right where everyone could walk in. Adds to the risk I guess.” You answered sarcastically as he looked up at you rolling his eyes. “Why do you get so jealous?” You asked propping your feet up on his desk.

“Because…I… because.. can you just answer the original question?” He huffed as his cheeks turned a light shade of pink. You knew he was insecure about the age difference, but he always refused to admit it. No matter how many times your reassured him.

“I wanted to wait till we got home to talk about this.” You mumbled sitting up straight and putting the bowl back on his desk.

“Just tell me.” He huffed.

“Okay, but you have to promise not to go all psycho.” You groaned as he just continued to stare at you not promising anything. You rolled your eyes leaning up to pull the letter out of your pocket handing it to him. He looked confused before taking it and reading it. The further he got the more anger took over his body.

“What the hell [Y/N]?! What is this!” He yelled making you flinch a little. You went on to explain everything. Which just made him even more angry if that was even possible. He pulled his phone out quickly.

“What are you doing?” You asked.

“Calling everyone back in here.” He stated putting the phone to his ear. You quickly snatched it from his hand ending the call to Erin.

“No. You are not calling everyone back in here. It’s their night off. Let them be.” You lectured holding the phone away from him.

“This guy is not only threatening you but our baby [Y/N]. Do you not get that.” He retorted.

“I do. But waiting until tomorrow is not going to change a thing Hank.” You crossed your arms across your chest.

“You’re not leaving my sight.” He growled.

“Wasn’t planning on it.” You walked around his desk to kiss his cheek. He finished up the rest of his work before you guys headed home. Whenever he said you weren’t leaving his sight he wasn’t kidding. It was like he had to have eyes on you the entire time. Tension was clear in his body as you drifted off to sleep in his arms. The next morning he woke you up before your alarm went off. You groaned stuffing your face in your pillow.

“Come on honey. I called everyone they are coming in early.” He rubbed your back trying to get you up. You huffed slightly annoyed that he was waking you up early as well as the fact that he called everyone in early. Eventually you had arrived at the district. Greeting Trudy on your way up the stairs. After everyone was there Hank informed them of the situation. They all turned to face you shock and worry written on their faces, except Antonio of course.

“Can you all not look at me like that?” You rolled your eyes. They wasted no time getting down to work, Hank continuously on everyone’s asses. When it came down to it they had traced the calls that came through the district back to a David Graham. Someone Hank had busted a while back and had just gotten out of prison. As you had expected. Everyone suited up getting ready to make the guy regret his every thought. “Hank...please just don’t do anything stupid.” You sighed hugging him. He nodded kissing your forehead then leaning down to kiss you stomach before everyone drove off. You went back to your desk catching up on some work as you waited for them all to get back. After about an hour you had went down to deliver paperwork to Trudy just in time to see Hank and Antonio carrying the guy in. David’s face covered in blood, cuts, and bruises. You weren’t surprised one bit, but you were just glad Hank didn’t kill the guy. You headed back up stairs as everyone else was scattered around. “How’d it go?” You asked Erin leaning against her desk.

“The guy is lucky he’s alive. That’s all I have to say.” Erin answered smiling a little. You shook your head walking over to your desk as Hank walked up the stairs. He smiled walking over to pull you into his arms.

“Well?” You asked looking up at him.

“My family is safe for another day.” He sighed laying his hand on your stomach.

“Didn’t go crazy or anything did you?” You raised an eyebrow.

“The guy’s still alive. That was your only request.” He answered shrugging.

Gif source:  Voight

Imagine telling your boyfriend, Voight, you’re pregnant.

——— Request for anon ———

“Hank?” you call as you let yourself into his place using your key. You’d just gotten back from the doctor’s to confirm the news. You hadn’t wanted to tell him until you were sure, and those flimsy little pregnancy tests just weren’t concrete enough for you.

Now, there was no doubt about it.

“In here!” comes back from the kitchen, and you follow the sound of his voice to find him making himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch. Hank gestures to the loaf of bread with a jelly-covered knife and asks, “Hey, you. Want some lunch? What have you been up to?”

“I just got out of a doctor’s appointment and I didn’t get to eat this morning. I’m starving,” you add as you go closer to place a kiss on his cheek.

His brow furrows, “You sick?”

“No,” you shake your head with a grin, laying it on him, “I’m pregnant.”

He nearly drops the knife.

Guilty.

HANK VOIGHT. ⎢ CHICAGO PD.

❝ request by anon: Hi there!! Could I request an imagine with Voight that’s like the episode where Maggie gets arrested for refusing a blood withdrawal but instead of Maggie it’s the reader who’s a doctor and the aftermath of how Hank reacts to it and gets her out. Thank you, love your work

❝ reader insert for Chicago Med, season 1, episode 12: “Guilty”.

❝ words: about 700 words.

Gif credits: to my wonderful @sonsofeorl.

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When Platt watches you appear in her District, handcuffed and custody by two officers, her jaw drops to the floor. She can’t believe what her eyes are seeing. While another cop takes you downstairs to the cells, she quickly gives the alarm to your husband. You weren’t expecting that that woman knew who you are, but she’s going to regret it as soon as Hank puts a foot in the police station. You were doing your job, so was she, but handcuffing you in the middle of the Emergencies? That’s a step she shouldn’t have taken.

Being locked in that place is starting to depress you, surrounded by prostitutes, petty thieves, and junkies. You haven’t asked for special treatment, but you don’t understand the point of leaving you there and not bringing you to the offices of Intelligence. Anyhow, you’re not scared, but you’re starting to feel a little uncomfortable because of the eyes from the opposite corner put on you since you have come.

Two women who smell like the smoke from a fire are whispering intangible words to each other, as if they’re planning to come closer with no good intentions, precisely. Fortunately, when they decide to stand up, you hear upstairs your husband’s angry voice yelling at any officer that crosses his path. Saved by the bell. With your heart racing, you jump from the bench to the bars, as his steps become louder and closer. Hank isn’t happy. He practically drags you out from the cell by placing an arm on your shoulder, trying to not put his rage on you and treat you with the same delicacy he always shows you.

The officer who has arrested you is close to the main counter upstairs, being reprimanded by Platt and Sharon. Your boss isn’t happy either. She is explaining to her that, even if they don’t have a sobriety test, the offender was clearly drunk and it was enough to help her partner. But now, she’s going to pay the consequences. Hank doesn’t say a word, going straight to his office on the top floor away from prying eyes. When you two have to work together for whatever reason, you always keep the formality —Sergeant Voight and Doctor Voight. But if you can’t hide for a few minutes, you’re just Hank and (Y/N).

When he closes the door behind your backs, he urges you to turn at him with his lips puckered waiting for an explanation.

“The guy was gonna die. I have the obligation to save his life. Drawing blood wasn’t an option”.

Your husband is looking at you with no expression on his face, rubbing his jawline with the right thumb before crossing both arms over his chest.

“You could have told the officer that you didn’t need a test like Sharon is doing right now”.

“Well, my love, I was too occupied hearing my rights, and anything I said could and would be used against me in a court of law”.

Squinting at you, he notices the silent scoff you utter rolling your eyes.

“And why didn’t you tell her who you are?”

Raising both eyebrows and bowing your head with incredulity, you expect him to reconsider his words. But Hank doesn’t do it. He’s talking seriously.

“I’m not playing this game, okay? I’ve to go back to wo—”

“You ain’t gonna go anywhere. You’re staying with me till I finish a record, and then we’ll leave for home". Shaking his head, your husband stretches a hand to offer you a seat on the black leather sofa. “I told Sharon you were traumatized after your experience, and you need to rest”.

As he has spoken and demanded, he occupies his own seat in holy silence, holding the record from a past investigation he has to rubber-stamp. You can’t hide a smile from ear-to-ear resting your left hand over his desk, walking your two longer fingers on it as your steps come closer to him. He doesn’t need to raise his eyes from the paperwork to know your intentions. Without asking permission, nor opinion, you sit on his lap resting your head on his shoulder and hanging your legs above the armrest. Cuddling between his arms, Hank kisses your temple with so much tenderness, not wanting to recognize that he was terrified when he heard you were in the cells. Now, you’re safe.

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By ~ @chloe-skywalker

* = Requested

Main Masterlist

Kelly Severide:

~ Always There

~ Tell Him *

Matt Casey:

~ Eyes For You 

~ It's A Girl

Jay Halstead:

~ Dangerous Jobs

Hank Voight: (x daughter! Reader)

~ Bullying

Connor Rhodes:

~ Coming soon. . . (Working on it)

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.

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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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See You Again- HANK VOIGHT X DAUGHTER

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-xoxo faithy

I saw mama today. Dad she’s happy. She told me I was here too soon, but I don’t know where here is. Mama said we have a job to do now. She’s been your guardian angel since she passed. She took over from grandpa, did you know that? I’m now guarding the officers at the 21st. It’s a great honour, Dad.

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Resurfaced

(Kevin Atwater x Original Female Character)

*Not my gif*

Kevin finds it hard to protect what's his when the past comes back to haunt him and his wife.

Moonlight & ambient noise from the city streets several stories below filled the room. Both of you barely dressed, Kevin’s large muscular frame rested comfortably on top of you in the bed. Having just made love for the first time in weeks, neither one of you wanted to move from this space. He kissed you right above your collarbone, which still managed to make you quiver in all the right places. You gently traced circles along his back and finally decided it was time to break the silence.

“What’s wrong?”

He shifted to place his lips slightly lower on your chest as a distraction. While leaving gentle kisses.. “Everything’s...fine..Bianca..”

Finding it difficult to concentrate and not cave in to another round of passion, you immediately put his head in your hands to get his attention. Motioning for him to move so you could sit up straight, readjusting the sheets over your bare chest as he rolls on to his back, clearly annoyed. Play time was over.

“Kevin, I’m serious. I know something happened. You've been distracted, almost nervous, all week. Then tonight..you were different. I can’t describe it but you know I’m right.”

Kissing your hand, he realized in this moment that honesty with you was the only way. You were his wife after all, the person he loved more than anyone and would do anything to protect. He finally sat up, back towards you, facing the wall. You waited anxiously for words to come out of his mouth.

“It’s Damien. He’s back in Chicago.”

This sentence instantly shot chills down your spine. Kevin turned around to take you in, evaluating your mental state after hearing this news. Tears welling up in your eyes.

“Bianca.”

“How is that possible? I thought...what??”

“He popped up last week. We were working the case. Burgess was under with Upton at this little hole in the wall in Pilsen and he showed up at their meet.

“Did he see her? Is she ok?”

“She’s fine babe. Kim thought she might get made so she dipped out really quickly & let Hailey finish the deal. Voight & I have had a security detail on you ever since.”

You were now panicked and obviously upset that this news was kept from you. “You’ve what?! Don’t you think that’s something I should’ve known?! Oh my God.”

You jump out of bed sheet in tow, now pacing the floor. Kevin, knowing the bombshell he’d just dropped gives you another minute to process before he’s up and off the bed behind you.

Taking your face in his hands, the deepest sincerity in his heart, “B, look at me. I will NEVER let that piece of shit touch you again. Do you hear me? I know I should’ve told you, but I didn’t want you worried, especially without me being here for so long. I gotchu... You’re safe with me.” Kissing your forehead & wiping away your tears.

“I know. I know I am. I just thought this was all over. I don’t want my mess affecting Intelligence. If anything happened to Kim or you because of my past…”

Now sobbing, Kevin wraps you in his reassuring arms, with a steely look of determination to protect his world on his face.

Morning came, and you were startled awake by the sound of Kevin’s phone ringing. You heard the shower running in the next room so you reached to answer it with a groggy hello.

“Hi Hank.”

“Bianca, how you holdin’ up kiddo?”

Hank had become like family to you rather quickly. Your case was special. Damien was a long time predator he and Al had been trying to capture for years. When Hank found you 6 years ago, beaten, bloodied and half conscious, he made it his duty to look after you, especially seeing that you had no relatives in a new city. You were there with him through it all...Justin’s disappearing acts, Al’s passing, which eventually led to you meeting and falling in love with Atwater.

“I thought he was dead. How is he back? Why is he back?”

“I’m doing everything in my power to figure that out, Bianca. Don’t you worry about this ok? We’re gonna get this prick.”

Nothing anyone said could completely reassure you in this moment, but you nodded in agreement anyway.

“Yeah...Kev’s in the shower. I’ll have him call you back.”

You hang up the phone and get out of bed, looking for something to throw on. You find an oversized hoodie of your husbands and a pair of shorts.

You exit the bedroom just as Kevin emerges from the bathroom, towel around his waist.

“Hey...I was gonna wear that today.”

Completely deadpan, “It looks better on me.”

As he walks towards the kitchen to greet you, “You’re right about that. Good morning.”

Attempting to plant a kiss on your cheek, you show zero emotion & continue to prep your cup of tea.

He shakes his head but decides to give you your space and heads to the bedroom to get dressed.

Standing at the threshold of your bedroom door, tea in hand you boldly say, “I want you to put me under.”

Kevin stops in his tracks, as if he’s spotted Bigfoot buying a Venture card on the green line. Pulling his shirt the rest of the way over his head.

“Put you under what??!”

“You know what I mean. Undercover, Kevin. You know I’m part of the reason he’s back in Chicago. He didn’t get what he wanted from me before Voight found me that night. His usual pattern was completely thrown off. I want to help. I need to help catch him.”

Kevin storms passed you in to the living room. You follow.

“HELL NO. Are you joking?! You want us to damn near put you in the hands of the man who almost took you from me, before I got a chance to have you?! Absolutely not.”

You walk towards him softly. Knowing this will be a hard battle to win, you sit in front of him on a chair as he leans against the wall.

“Baby...it’s taken years for me to feel safe in my own skin again. You did that for me. Hank looking after me, leading me to you. This life that we’ve built is the greatest gift I could’ve ever gotten. And now you’re telling me that someone is threatening what we’ve worked to create? I can’t just stand and watch while you guys, my family, puts themselves in harms way for me. I have to do something.

………

A few weeks had gone by and Intelligence still had no leads in their investigation. It was almost as if Damien Charles had never resurfaced...until the team got an alert that a young woman was found dead in an abandoned warehouse, brutally assaulted. They had no real proof, as Damien was very careful, but it was definitely his MO. Kevin was on edge and pissed at you, somehow believing that shutting you out would stop you from getting your way. Knowing your husband wouldn’t budge, you decided to go to Hank to convince him to use you as bait to catch Damien. He reluctantly obliged.

Night fell on the 21st. Upton and Burgess were prepping your phone with a tracking device while Ruzek and Halstead checked weapons and started to vest up. You were nervous, but Kim kept reminding you to take deep breaths. “We’ll be with you the whole time.”

“I know, I just wish Kevin…”

Hailey chimed in, handing you your phone, “Trust me, he’ll come around Bianca. It’s in their nature to want to protect us, but sometimes it’s up to us to take that power back ourselves.”

Kevin was upstairs in the locker room wreaking havoc on anything that wasn’t pinned down. Hank, hearing the commotion from down the hall, rushed in to see who had lost their mind.

“Kevin! Kevin!”

“How could you let her do this man?! I’m her husband! You don’t get to make that kind of decision for her.”

“Neither do you, Kev. This was her choice, do you understand? No matter how much either of us wants to catch this scumbag, she wants him gone a whole lot more. She’s stronger than you think. Now you have a choice. You either hang back, mad at the world or you gear up and back Bianca...back this team.”

Back downstairs, having settled in on the choice you’d made, “Ok, let’s do this.”

As the three of you were headed out of the room to join the others, Kevin walked in. Kim touched his shoulder in an attempt to reassure him as she walked away. You wanted to find solace in his familiar embrace, but you knew it was pointless. The walls were up. He walked towards you and you immediately noticed the tears in his eyes. “Kev…” Grabbing your hand and leaving a kiss on your frontal lobe, he quickly wiped his face and walked out to join the others.

It was a typical undercover mission, except this time, the stakes were much higher. You and Upton walked into the crowded club, dressed as if you were ready to party. The intel the team gathered tracked Damien at this same location several days in a row looking for his next victim. The rest of the team were scattered throughout the room or on surveillance outside the main entrance. This was one of those cases where justice was decided by Voight and his team, no judge or jury necessary.

You spot him almost immediately. Tapping Hailey on the arm, she reports back to the group, “We have eyes on Damien. He’s at the bar talking to a young woman.”

Hailey turns to you and for a moment, you can’t even remember your own name.

“Bianca, you ready? You good?”

“Yes. I’m ready.”

Morphing into a drunken party goer ready to have more fun, you make your way to the bar.

Halstead distracts the woman Damien is speaking to, saving her from imminent danger.

As Damien walks away, pissed that he had to ‘let that one go’ he spots you. A beautiful & familiar face. You’ve changed over the years, but a vulture never forgets its uneaten prey. You’re nervous as hell. More thoughts run through your mind than you can handle at once, but for now, you must push them aside.

No sooner than you spotted him, Damien disappeared into the crowd. You called Kim as a cover while you began to look around. “Hey girlie! I thought you were supposed to meet me tonight? I don’t see you!”

Kim responds on the other line…”Keep talking, Jay is checking the bathroom. He couldn’t have gone far.”

You spot Kevin on the stairwell on the other side of the club. Everything will be fine….

The fire alarm sounds.

Suddenly you feel a sharp pain in your neck.

A look of panic on Kevin’s face in the distance is the last thing you see as the cell phone slips from your hands.

Everything goes BLACK.

Chaos has ensued in the club. The alarm continues to blare, sprinklers shooting out water, and people running in every direction. Voight radios in as he and Ruzek are covering the perimeter, trying to calm down the frantic crowd. “Hailey, talk to me! Is everyone ok in there?!”

Kevin has bolted down the stairs, pushing his way through the crowd as he sees Damien pick you up and drag you out a backdoor. “B!! Bianca!!” It’s as if he’s trying to run in quicksand. As Kevin finally makes it to the back door, Burgess, who isn’t far behind spots your phone on the floor. She blots out after Kevin who is racing to his car. They get in, Kevin, not saying a word, speeding down the block trying not to lose you. Kim radios the team.

“Sarge, Damien has Bianca! We’re headed the wrong way down Parkside Ave in pursuit of a late model gray pick up truck. Tags are Indiana custom DG ...L16. We’re making a right on to George St. now!”

“We’re coming!! Don’t lose them!”

The high speed chase through the streets of Chicago continues as the rest of the team joins Atwater and Burgess. Atwater loses sight of the truck for what seems like an eternity. Ruzek radios Kim… “I just pulled up at the warehouse. I see the truck.”

Kevin picks up speed, gripping the wheel even tighter, “Copy that. Tell him we’re 5 mins out.”

…………………

You begin to come out of your fog. The dark room Damien has you in smells like mildew and death, yet in weird contrast, you’re lying on a mattress with fresh white sheets. Damien, not realizing that you’ve woken up, is in the corner at a table pouring wine and gathering instruments. You scan the room looking for anything to use as a weapon. Fear takes over as he walks towards the bed. You pretend to still be in a daze.

Scanning your body, then touching your face… “Wow. You’re more beautiful than I remember, darling. I’ve been waiting for this chance to be with you again.” He sits you up, started to touch you more, now looking down your shirt.

“Please, don’t…” Before you can get the words out of your mouth, his hand is around your neck. Gasping for air, tears start to stream down your face.

“DON’T act like you don’t want this! Hank Voight stole our chance at happiness years ago. And he thought he had me, but now is our time.”

As Damien leans in to connect his lips with yours, the sound of metal hitting pavement resounds in another area of the warehouse stopping him. He loosens his grip on you allowing just enough time for you to lunge for the bottle of wine and swing it hard against his skull.

“KEVIN!!!!!!” You scream, as you quickly scramble out of Damien’s grip. Racing towards the door, your realize that it’s locked from within. As you begin to pound on the door, Damien slowly starts to move closer to you. “KEVIN!!!! HANK!!! Please...down here!!”

Had the noise you heard a few minutes prior been a false alarm? Did you make a mistake? Damien’s disorientation and head gushing with blood give you time to look around the room for another way out, but nothing. With a newfound burst of energy, he lunges towards you like the madman that he is now pinning you against the wall. You fight him off with every ounce of strength you have.

BOOM!!!!!!

Moments later in true Atwater fashion, the door to your current prison swings open. Without any hesitation, Kevin grabs Damien and tosses him yards across the room. He stands over his exhausted body and begins to pummel his face like a boxing bag. Ruzek rushes in to stop him.

“Kev! Kev! We got him man! We got him.”

Snapping back to reality, Kevin turns his attention back towards you, crouched down near the door crying. Voight and the rest of Intelligence are now in the room. They stand in utter disbelief that this madness has finally come to an end.

Without saying a word, Kevin comes down to your level and begins to gently kiss every inch of your tear-filled face as if there’s healing in his touch….you’ve always known that there is.

You wrap your arms around him as he carefully lifts you up off the floor. You’ve never felt more relieved in all your life.

Voight, clearly broken up at seeing you in this state, puts a hand on Kevins shoulder. “Make sure you get her over to Med. We’ll clean up here.”

Fully leaning on your husband for support, the two of you exit the room.

………………………

Kevin hadn’t left your side since being admitted into the hospital two days ago. He was planted in the chair beside you.

“Do you need anything babe?”

Touching his cheek to reassure him, despite the IV in your arm. “I’m ok, thank you.”

Dr. Halstead walks into the room to check in. “Bianca, we got all of the test results back. The syringe he used to sedate you wasn’t contaminated, and everything else is cleared. You’ll be able to go home today.”

Kevin gets up to shake his hand. “Thank you man. Seriously, thank you.”

“Of course. Bianca take it easy ok? Try to hold off on being a hero for a while.”

With a smile, “I’ll try. Thanks Will”

Will walks out. Voight walks in.

He and Kevin hug.

“Hey Sarge.”

“How’s our patient doing?”

“I get to leave today.”

“Ok! That’s great. Oh look at those balloons.”

Kevin chuckles, “Yeah, everyone stopped by yesterday.”

Voight walks closer to the bed like a proud father and takes your hand. “I’m really proud of your kiddo.” You squeeze his hand in acknowledgement, knowing that for Voight that sentence translated into ‘I love you and I couldn’t bear it if we lost you.’

Voight starts to walk out of the room and Kevin follows.

“Yo Sarge, are we good? You know.”

“He’s gone. Forever this time. Ruzek and I took care of it for you.” With a pat on Kevin’s chest, Voight looks back at you one more time and leaves.

Kevin makes his way back into the room. You sit up a bit, still weak and reach for him.

“Everything ok?”

“Everything’s perfect, B. Everything’s perfect.”

He kisses you as if there’s no one else in the world besides the two of you. His world has been set right once again.

“Let’s get you home.”

Happy Birthday

(Kevin Atwater x Reader)

Pairings: Kevin Atwater x Reader, Adam Ruzek x Kim Burgess

“Come on girl, we’re gonna be late.” Kevin scolded as he unlocked and walked through the front door.

“Five more minutes!”

Having just finished applying lipstick, you stood in front of the mirror in your bedroom agonizing over which pair of earrings to wear.

“You don’t even have your shoes on.” Kevin entered the room, with your heels in hand, hoping to speed things along, but he was instantly staggered by the sight of his gorgeous fiance. “Well damn…” Dropping the shoes and walking towards you, forgetting all about his previous rushed state. You playfully dodge him, stooping to adjust and step into the heels he so carelessly discarded on the floor. Unrelenting, Kevin comes up behind you, arms wrapped around your waist and kissing your neck as you walk into the living room.

Finally turning around to face him, you permit him to one passionate kiss before snapping back to reality. With both hands on his chest to keep him at bay, “Kevin Atwater...stop it. Adam is going to kill you if you’re late to this dinner.

Stepping back for a moment to take you in, “I think he’ll understand.”

You burst out laughing and pushed him away, grabbing your clutch and jacket off the couch. It was never easy for you to resist Kevin, especially when he looked and smelled this good, hell, it was almost impossible. But, tonight was special for your friends and you had to be there for them.

Adam and Kim had been through a LOT over the last year and a half. It took plenty of late night gab sessions between you and Kim and tons of games of pool between Kev and Adam for the two of them to realize they were simply made for each other. Tonight, Adam just wanted to do something special for his girl with the people closest to them there to celebrate.

____

You and Kevin walked into the private room of the restaurant arm in arm to find Adam pacing back and forth.

“Ruz, you good? Cuz you don’t look too good man.”

Lightly hitting his arm as you walk over to greet Adam, “Kev leave him alone.”

Standing in front of Adam, you place your hands on his shoulders in an effort to calm him down. “Tonight will be great. Everything looks amazing.”

Kissing you on the cheek, “Thank you (Y/N). You look beautiful by the way.”

“Thanks sweetie.”

Kevin mumbles from across the room, “Yeah, we almost didn’t make it here dawg.”

You dart a glaring look at him.

“What was that man?”

“Ignore him.” You remove your jacket and assess the room to see if there’s anything you can prep before your best friend arrives.

______

The room is now filled with laughter and all of the people Kim loves. Members of Intelligence, a select few from 51, Adam’s dad, even Kim’s sister flew in.

After dinner, a waitress enters the room with a glowing birthday cake.

Adam clinks his beer bottle and stands to get everyone’s attention. Kim looks up at him adoringly, yet embarrassed, as she never knows what will fly out of his mouth.

“Hey! Everyone…”

Kevin whistles to get the room quiet for his brother as Kim removes the beer bottle from his hand, replacing it with a wine glass. The room erupts in laughter.

“Thank you darling. Ok, seriously. I just want to thank all of you for being here tonight to celebrate this beautiful woman’s birthday. All of you know that she’s been through a hell of a lot, but she’s kept going. She’s strong, she’s kind, she’s a badass...and I love her. So, everyone please raise a glass to my girl, Kimberly Burgess.”

Everyone in the room chimes in, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIM!!”

Adam leans down to plant a kiss on Kim’s lips, as you and Kevin look on like proud parents, finally seeing your children happy.

______

The room cleared out a bit as everyone said their final goodbyes. After you joyfully see Kim off with Adam, her knight in shining armor, you walk back into the room and notice Kevin, Hank and Jay in the corner. Having been with Kevin for a few years now, you knew what those faces meant. Your man was amazing at his job, it’s one of the many reasons why you fell in love, but the knot in your stomach always returned when you knew it was time for him to switch into that mode.

Further proving your theory, you overheard Voight say, “If we don’t grab this prick tonight he’s gonna blow town. We gotta move on this.”

You gathered your things and stood next to Trudy and Mouch. Hank and Jay exited the room as Kevin turned to you and walked over with an apologetic look on his face. Before he could get out one word, Platt interjected, “Don’t worry Kevin, we can take her home.”

Mouch chimed in to reassure him, “Yeah, I wanted to pass along my secret pasta recipe to (Y/N) anyway, since Trudy refuses to cook with me.” You both chuckled, knowing that that statement landed Mouch in hot water. Yanking Mouch’s ear, Trudy walked out the door, “He's gonna get the car and we’ll meet you outside (Y/N).”

“(Y/N)...I know I’m always working. I really wanted to be the one to take that dress off of you tonight. I’m sorry baby.”

“It’s ok, really. Go do what you have to do.”

Hailey reentered the room, “Hey Kev, can I roll with you back to the district? Voight and Jay went ahead.”

“I gotchu.”

Kevin held your hand as the three of you walked towards the door. The valet drove up in Kevin’s car...Hailey hopped in.

You smiled and released Kevin’s hand. “Go. By the time you get home I’ll have mastered a new recipe.”

You always did your best to put Kevin’s mind at ease before any assignment. His job was grueling, and being the woman by his side, you knew that fear for his safety came with the territory. You also knew that he couldn’t have any distractions when he was out there with his team, so hearing Randall run his mouth for 30 minutes about how he was a Master Chef was a small price to pay to ensure their safety.

Kevin planted a kiss on your forehead and walked towards the driver's side door, “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

_________

The light of the dawn was about to make its appearance as Kevin unlocked the front door to the loft. He closes it lightly behind him entering the living room to find you asleep on the couch, still in your dress. He locks his gun in the closet safe, puts his keys down on the coffee table and stands there for a moment taking you in. After adjusting the blanket over you, he joins you on the couch. Still half asleep, you turn your body to face him, now nestled comfortably in his arms.

“Hi..”

“I see you still have on the dress.”

“Uh huh...just for you.” Still groggy, you look up at him, gently touching his face, willing the stress of his night to melt away. “You ok?”

He moves in closer, holding you just a little bit tighter...kissing you slowly.

“Now, I’m perfect. Go back to sleep.”

Why do people even watch Chicago PD if they don't like Voight's character and think he's a monster?

Like, honestly, he's grey af, but

1. It's fictional. I use his actions as a tool to think deeper about my own moral compass, not to emulate him. We don't need perfect characters. We need characters who make us THINK and EVALUATE ourselves.

2. In his own way, he respects life. Else, he would not be out there becoming a beast everytime someone attacks an innocent.

No but Hank talking about Justin hits different because that was PD’s backdoor pilot in Fire; say what you want about Hank, he loved his son. I love how much things are tying back to the early years in PD/Fire. Hank may be morally grey but his not the monster the fandom makes him out to be. The fact that they killed off Justin still stings; I hope we get a scene with his grandson soon. 

Somewhere between the first three seasons, Trudy said it to Antonio in a beautiful way. Can't recall her exact words, but it was something down the line of: "I've seen high status police officers enter the door in the morning and check out at night without doing nothing. One may not approve of Hank's methods, but if someone I love is in trouble, he's the ONLY one I would trust and call. He gets the job done, he's down in the streets in the middle of the action, and he does everything in his power to solve the cases". It sums the meaning of the season so well in my opinion ✨

Everyone: We don’t approve of Voight’s methods/background dealings, so we will try to catch him and have him fired/arrested.😑

Voight: ….

Everyone when they’re in trouble: Hey Hank … I need your help.

Voight: Say no more, here’s what we’re going to do.

To add other 2 cents to it, I personally don't like the situation you exposed especially because it takes away from Jay as his own character.

Hailey is a character that arrives when the show is already established, she's not one of the ogs, and she's clearly Erin's substitute.

But Jay... he was his own character before her... as any other character in the squad, we got a 360° portrait of him as a person, without taking away from the whole story and the unit itself. Even with Erin, he was not dependent from her.

With Hayley... he became the hot guy™️ with the hot girl™️, and I hardly dislike this, cause he had so much more potential (like @andgry4 said, it would have been nice to explore his gray areas and his moral compass more). He has been there ALL THE SEASONS, he could have been developed so much more instead of becoming half of a ship.

As for the actors, happy for them, but people need to learn how to tag shit here. No probs if he's your celebrity crush, just don't flood the Chicago PD tag.

*Long Sigh*

TL;DR - Why do Tracy (Hailey) and Jesse (Jay) from Chicago PD get so much attention for no reason? What’s the matter with other characters/actors?

Listen guys, I get it. I understand. Y’all love Tracy and Jesse. But come on - one post on Instagram and I see it several times?

It isn’t right that I get more posts about Jesse, Tracy, Jay, Hailey or Upstead (and whatever their ship name is for their actors) in general than for things I actually care about in Chicago PD. I am glad they’re living life and having fun and being friends or whatever they decide but I just don’t understand the hype.

Shipping characters is great. Actors, alright, as long as it’s not pushed onto them or pressuring them in any way. But I mean… where’s the love for everyone else? I rarely see appreciation posts for Elias Koteas (Al), Jon Seda (Antonio), Patrick John Flueger (Adam), Marina Squerciati (Kim), LaRoyce Hawkins (Kevin), Amy Morton (Trudy) or any of the other actors/characters aside from Jason Beghe/Hank Voight. Everything else under the Chicago PD tag is Jay/Hailey stuff…

I guess I’m just thinking it’s not fair that Jay/Hailey get all of this attention when we haven’t even gotten a gif set of the S11 finale with Hank and Al (except when I asked myself and @andgry4 made me a very beautiful one). But I had to ask!!! Everyone just cared about Tracy’s departure from the show and said it wasn’t enough when the whole episode was about her. :/

The show is about Hank and always has been. He’s the main character, period. How does everyone hate him? I love his complex character. Not to mention how much better and complex his character is than anyone in Chicago Fire. (Not bashing the actors, but the characters themselves.)

I personally never cared for Hailey and I understand loving one character a lot, but when Tracy/Jesse post something on Instagram, it’s a big thing? Why? Who cares? And why do I have to see it four times per day with 0 other posts about anything else PD under the Chicago PD tag? (The Instagram post wasn’t even about Chicago PD, they weren’t on set or anything, so why tag it that??)

I guess I’m just wondering what makes them so special over anyone else from the show? :/ It is obnoxious that so many people love them so much and “aren’t watching anymore” or are “finally free” because Tracy and Jesse left. If you didn’t like the show, why watch in the first place? I like Jon Seda, but I only watched one season of La Brea because it got kinda boring to me. I wasn’t “finally free” of it, I just stopped watching - simple as that. If you don’t like the show, quit watching. I don’t care who’s on it. It could be my favorite actor and yet if it wasn’t interesting, I wouldn’t watch it…

It’s incomprehensible to me why they’re so special when they’re not even on the show anymore anyways… I get the fanfics and don’t mind them. But things like this? One post on Instagram that they’re being friends? Crazy how much attention the fandom gives to this instead of anything else Chicago PD related. 🤷‍♀️

1 Hour

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“Everly, don’t forget to eat your lunch on the counter!” Hailey Called out to the twins as she grabbed her phone off the counter. Everly ran downstairs to see her lunch packed, for the first time in forever. “Thanks Mom” Everly almost ran into Jay whilst running out the front door. “Bye honey see you later. '' Jay called out. “You too” Everly closed the door and walked down the sidewalk towards school. 

I'm Everly Halstead. You can call me Eve, Ev, Eve, V or Evie. People spell my name differently. Me and my twin brother Nathan are 15 years old and were in 10th grade, well I'm in 10th grade my brother was homeschooled so he's in 11th grade since he was “smarter” than me. 

My parents are amazing detectives in the intelligence unit. Pretty amazing but most would disagree. My brother Nathan was born with Spina Bifida, when he was born his spine wasn't formed properly so his Spinal cord and nerves, so his ability to walk was damaged but it's better now and he does Physical therapy to help. 

The doctors said he would never be able to walk, but because us halsteads are stubborn he beat those odds and with help and surgery he was able to walk with an assistant when he was 5. My parents say I'm the best younger sister in the world, even though I'm 11 minutes younger, I disagree. Most of the time I mind my business and understand when my parents have to go take care of Nathan. 

Once Everly walked through the front door she already knew the drill. Get to color Guard practice. Football season is over but with the UIL season in a couple of months and your state hoping to go Nationals this year all the practices started early. The band directors would get mad when people were late, absent, sitting down or just chilling out in general. She hated it most of the time but she liked it and she had to take a fine arts class to graduate. 

Once practice was over Everly walked to homeroom and sat down in her seat. Everly didn't have any friends as most people didn't like kids whose parents were cops/detectives. She also learned having friends came with problems and issues, so she rather just be by herself with her family. 

“So Everly what did you do during Thanksgiving break?” Ms. Wilson Her English teacher spoke. “I just hung out with my family and ate some good food” She shrugged. “Probably failed at her stupid flag sport” The “popular” mean girl Cora spoke. The whole class let out a light laugh. “And you probably spent trying to make out with the entire football team.” The whole class started laughing at Everlys joke more than Coras. Coras jaw dropped and formed a big “O” Everly sat down in her seat laughing in her head. She hated these kids and they all probably hated her. 

After school instead of heading to the district I walked home, I had a lot of homework to do and since it's getting colder my asthma is getting a little worse. Oh yeah I forgot to mention I have asthma. It doesn't really affect me until I start pushing myself too hard or when it's really really cold. I knew no one would be home since my parents were at work and my brother was doing whatever he usually does around this time. Perfect, peace and quiet.

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…