#One Chicago Fan Fiction

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Baba - Brian 'Otis' Zvonecek

Request: She meets her boyfriend’s family for the first time after dating for six months. Brian Zvonecek x fem pretty pls nobody writes for him anymore 😔

Summary: reader prepares to meet Otis' baba for the first time.

A/N: Thought about making this like...reader meeting 51 for the first time cause...family...but I feel like that's been done. And this isn't actually like meeting baba it's just, the frantic feelings of inadequacy beforehand.

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Despite all efforts on your behalf to 'play it cool', you'd been internally freaking out about today since Otis mentioned it, casually, over breakfast before a shift, as if meeting the matriarch of his family was no big deal at all. 

"Baba doesn't even speak English," Otis said, reminding you for what was possibly the seventeenth time in an hour that his grandmother wouldn't even know what you were saying when she eventually met you, "you could drop the f-bomb and she'd have no idea."

"Did you just say f-bomb Brian?" You laughed, turning away from your closet to actually look at your boyfriend. "You know you're like, a grown adult who can curse, who I've heard curse, right?"

He stuck his tongue out at you once your back was to him again. He knew you had been nervous about today, and not just because you had made a point of telling him how nervous you were. He'd been filled to the brim with anxiety the first time he met your parents, separately because they were divorced. Despite your dad being the more awkward and uncomfortable of the two dinners, something you had prepared him for, as much as someone could possibly be prepared for, he'd been more nervous about your mom. So, he understood why you were so worried, you wanted to make a good impression on someone who was important to him. It'd been that way the first time you met 51. 

"Hey," Otis mentioned, having just thought about it and figuring it was worth mentioning, "you've met all of 51 and they love you. Even Herrmann's kids like you." 

"Yeah but that's different," you sighed, finally settling on a shirt and pulling it over your head. You were going with Otis to pick his baba up at the airport and then go to dinner. There was a Russian rrestaurant down the street from your work and she'd mentioned wanting to try it out when she came to town. Apparently she wanted to test 'how these Americans do with home cooking' or however she said it to Otis in Russian. He'd suggested stopping at the apartment to drop off her belongings before dinner but she insisted they could go right out. "51 didn't move into our apartment afterward."

"I know it'll be an adjustment-"

"Yeah, and if she hates me the adjustment will be me, finding a new apartment," you replied. 

"She's not gonna hate you!" Otis insisted, "besides, she loves everyone...pretty much."

"Promising Bri," you huffed. 

Otis grabbed your phone off the nightstand and held it out to you, "look, it's not like I haven't talked about you before...I mean it's been six months."

"Doesn't mean she'll like me!" You grabbed your phone and stuffed it in your pocket before heading out of the bedroom, Otis following after you. 

Joe was watching tv in the living room and he looked up when the two of you entered the room. "Ooo, is this the official 'baba meeting outfit'?" He teased. 

You nodded, gesturing to your clothing, "what do you think?" You had tried to dress conservatively, neutral colors and nothing she might find inappropriate. 

"You look great, baba will love you." Otis stressed, grabbing your hips from behind and pushing you toward the door.

"And when she doesn't?" 

"She will!" Joe called from the couch, giving you a double thumbs up. 

You didn't get an opportunity to answer because Otis had pushed you out the door and pulled it shut behind you after grabbing your sneakers. He pushed them into your hands and pointed to your feet, "put on your shoes, let's go."

"These are totally reasonable concerns Brian," you complained, pulling your shoes on and following him to the stairs. 

"I know, I know. I was totally freaked out when I met your parents and, hey, it went great...with your mom. Baba will love you, I know she will. I get that its a big ask, having her move in-"

"I don't care about that. I mean obviously, I want her to have the best care possible and if that means moving in, I'm on board. I just mean...that's not the issue. I don't want her to move in and think I'm annoying or pushy or whatever and tell you I'm a bad fit and then you think maybe she's right and then we break up-"

"Whoa, hey...none of that is going to happen," Otis promised, grabbing your upper arms to stop you from walking toward the front door of the apartment building. He gave a gentle squeeze to reassure you, "Baba has practically already met you, I talk about you all the time. She's not going to hate you, I wouldn't have proposed this if I thought she would hate you or that you wouldn't be onboard. It'll be okay, okay?"

"Yeah, okay. Okay." You nodded. 

Otis let go of you, giving your arms one more squeeze before he did, "ready to go?"

"Ready as I'll ever be." You agreed, though if you were being honest you were feeling remarkably better than you had been only moments earlier. You knew Otis was right, he'd never make you uncomfortable and, knowing him, he'd probably talked you up to his baba so much that she recite back your coffee order.  When you'd met 51 for the first time, Sylvie had even given you some contraband Starbucks pumpkin spice sauce that she found on eBay as a 'welcome to the family' gift. Though, you knew you bragged about Otis to your family just as heavily, if not more. While there was probably nothing that could truly prepare you for meeting his baba, Otis had done a good job of getting you out of your head. 

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Oh, this is PERFECT for I am Looking Disrespectfully, Sir! Love, love, love the added detail of having Will be in the lab coat! 🤣❤️

You keep nailing every single one of these! It's incredible. Thank you, @sowrongitslottie!

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Undercover| 1| One Chicago

masterlist coming soon

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Summary: Libby, Adam, Kevin and later Antonio have to go undercover with a crime family that had close ties to the Sanfino, the crime family that Libby’s deceased husband had been involved in and her twin brother Jamie had a hand in taking down. Set before the next volume of Thin Blue Line. 

Rated M For Mature

Word count: 

**** 

One 

“Alright listen up everyone!” Hank Voight said coming out of his office and looking at his team that was scattered around the bullpen talking lowly with each other as they worked on paperwork.  

“We have a major problem. The Sanfino Crime family has hit Chicago and hit us hard.” 

“Sanfino?” Libby Reagan asked pushing her chair away from her desk. 

Hank nodded his head and looked at her. 

“I know them. Michael was involved with them, he all but sold me to Noble.”

 “He did what?” Adam Ruzek asked looking at his friend who nodded her head, “he needed a date, and who better else than the wife of his friend and the daughter of the police commissioner? They thought if they had me under their control then it would be easier not to get in trouble.” 

Her husband Jay Halstead shook his head angrily, he had heard all about this when they first got together and it upset him. 

Her dead husband had taken advantage of her and even though she was a cop she was powerless to do anything.  

“But did it stop?” Alvin asked curiously, she only ever told stories about cases that her brothers or grandfather worked but none of hers.  It was like she wanted to hide it and hide everything that happened with Michael. 

“No. Most of them got locked up and the two grandkids fled New York.” She answered as she stood up and tapped her fingers against her thighs, “The one associate of Noble’s almost killed my twin.” 

“What else do you know about Noble?”

 “He is a druggie, he would do anything for his next hit.”  Libby said as she pulled open the bottom drawer of her desk and pulled out a notebook and handed it to Hank, “I kept information, that I could remember. I kept the notebook, Riker, my partner kept it with his files.” 

“Tell them why.”

 “I came into work on a Monday morning and someone had gone through my desk. It was Michael. After his first stint in jail, he became more paranoid, jealous, and angry. You name it he was. He didn’t like me working the night shift or working with Riker.” 

“How many stents did he do?” 

“3. The third one is when he got killed.” Libby answered leaning against Jay’s desk, his fingers catching hers and squeezing them.

 “I was at my dad’s house for Sunday dinner and I get this call from the warden telling me that Michael was stabbed and I needed to get down to the hospital. The perks of having the police commissioner as a father we got there at the same time he did. They pronounced him dead after they wheeled him by me.” Libby said using her thumb to move her engagement ring back and forth.

“My family was expecting me to lose control and start crying but I didn’t, I think I was more relieved than anything after everything that he did to me and put me through it was finally over.” 

“Did you lose control?” Adam asked. 

“Yeah, I finally did after the funeral when my bitch mother-in-law tried to tell me because I started divorce proceedings before Michael was killed that I wasn’t entitled to the life insurance or anything. I flipped.” 

“Antonio you remember when Danny was here and he pushed the table into Peter?” Jay asked as he leaned back in his chair. He had been there when that happened and was right there with Danny pulling her away from Marion.  Though they were all just tempted to let the fight go on. Let Libby get out of her system. 

“Yeah.” He remembered it all too clearly, he would have done the same thing that the oldest Reagan had done when he found out that Libby had walked into a trap and was almost killed. 

“She did that from what Will told me.” 

“I threw a drink in her face too. Lucky for her that my brothers were there and pulled me away. I would have started throwing punches.” Libby said. 

Carlie Rhodes looked up at Mrs. Halstead and laughed, “And she has a mean left hook.” 

“Yes, yes I do.” the former New York Detective said folding her arms under her chest, “So what do you want us to do Sarge?”  

Hank looked thoughtful before putting his hands on his hips, “Do you still have contacts within the family?”

 Libby nodded her head slowly, “Yeah Bianca, Noble’s sister texts me all the time, she just moved from New Hampshire.” 

“Good, reach out to her. Ruzek, Atwater, I want you two with her.” Hank ordered. “Got it, boss,” Adam answered as Libby went over to her desk and pulled her iPhone out of her desk, and turned it on. 

This was her old phone and number that she only used from time to time. 

It was a reminder of her former life, the life where she was Mrs. O’Malley, the wife of a prominent lawyer who gave her everything and lived a life that on the outside looked happy. But on the inside, it wasn’t.

 Michael was controlling, abusive and angry, and Libby who was taught how to defend herself and trust cops her entire life became sad withdrawn, and not even trusting her family who was cops.

 She was scared that if she got back into this lifestyle she was going to go back to that. She couldn’t do that not now that she had Jay. 

She couldn’t. She wouldn’t.  

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Seeing that Libby was engrossed in her mission of texting Bianca, Jay went over to where Adam and Kevin were at

. “Keep an eye on her.” He said, keeping his voice low so only the two men going undercover with her could hear. 

“Course man.” Kevin said glancing over at Libby and then back at Jay, “Was it really that bad?” 

“Worse. Ask Carlie or Will they will tell you. Being with Michael wasn’t good for her. She drank heavily, lost a ton of weight, and almost got kicked off of the force.” Jay answered, “I am worried that she will lose control if she gets into deep.” 

“We won’t let that happen.” Adam said, “We got her back.”  The former Army Ranger nodded his head before going over to his wife and leaning against her desk. 

“You okay?” “I will be okay. Kev and Ruze won’t let anything happen to me. I have too much to lose this time around.” She said softly offering him a smile.

  He returned the smile before looking at the screen of the phone that lit up. “Looks like you are to meet Bianca soon.”  “Then we should get ready. It will take me a while to go into Mrs. O’Malley again.” 

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Summary: Things in the case pick up while Connor and Olivia get used to their relationship

Fandom : One Chicago (character from Chicago PD, love interest Chicago Med)

Characters : Will Halstead / original female character, Connor Rhodes / original female character, Kevin Atwater & original female character

Relationship : m/f

Rating : general audience

Trigger warnings: mentions of murder, shootings, and blood

Chapters : 3/??

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Hello lovely readers 🙂

So, the final chapter of Brand New Day is now up 🥹 

With that in mind, I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who has engaged with both this story and Perfect Storm. I’ve been diligently writing for almost a year at this point and I’ve been bowled over by the love and support shown to these stories and the portrayal of the characters from Chicago PD that we all know and love. 

I’ve still got some one shots to write and I’ll 100% be leaving my asks *open* so please continue to send in your requests...perhaps I’ll have some time to actually get them posted now! 😅

So thank you, once again - you’re all the bestest 💛

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(Delayed) Evil Author's Day

So I have weird hours at my job, so I lost track of days, but with all the WIPs I have going, this felt up my ally. Here's like 7 snippets from different things I have going. There's more, but I figured this was enough.

Chicago Fire #1

“Javi,” Joe calls to the ten-year old.  When Javi looks up from his bowl of cereal, he continues, “Remember, we have a home visit with Eddie after school today.”

“Okay,” he responds, before hesitantly asking, “Joe?”

“Yeah?”  Joe gives his attention to Javi, after putting his sandwich in his lunchbox.

“I can stay here?”

“We’ll find out more when we talk to Eddie,” Joe tells him, not wanting to lie.

“I know they’re still looking for an aunt… but I like it here with you and Chloe and Otis.”

Joe smiles sadly, “We like having you here too.  Last time we saw Eddie, they hadn’t found an aunt and the chances of finding one wasn’t going to get bigger.”

“But what if they found her?”

“If they found an aunt and you still want to stay with us, then we can figure out what options we have.”

“Okay,” Javi responds quietly into his cereal.

“Hey,” Joe waits until Javi looks at him.  “I want you to have a good day at school.  As long as it’s up to Chloe and me, you're not going anywhere.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really.  Finish your cereal, we need to get moving,” Joe squeezes Javi’s shoulder.

Chicago Fire #2

“With no family able to take them, we have no other choice nut to place the boys into foster care,” Griffin overhears the case worker tell his friend’s mom.

“They can stay wit us until Heather gets out,” she argues.

“I’m sorry,” the case worker apologizes, “but we can’t do that.”

“Are they going to be in the same home?”

“No, at this time we don’t have a foster home who have two open spots, who can take two boys,” he tells her.

“So what is going to happen now?”

“We place them in an emergency placement for now and hopefully we can get them in a more permanent placement by the end of the week.”

“Please these boys have been through a lot in the past year.  Let them stay here until you can get them a more permanent placement.  It would be moving them around less.”

He’s about to answer when his phone goes off, he glances at it before quickly responding, “I need to get going, one of my kids are n crisis.  Since this isn’t urgent either myself or another will be in contact by tomorrow.”

When the case workweek leaves, Griffin walks into the room, “Mrs. Carter, can I use your computer?”

“For what?”

“We have an uncle back in Chicago.  He took us in last time mom went to jail.  Maybe we can stay with him again.  He’s our guardian if anything happens to my parents. My dad is dead and mom’s in jail again.”

Chicago PD #1

“Okay, it’s just us,” Hailey looks to Jay while they cuddle on the couch.  “What’s going on?  You’re still acting off.”  Jay opens his mouth to answer, but is cut off by Hailey, “No lying.”

Jay sighs, “I’m just tired. And I don’t feel that good.”

Hailey’s brow furrows with worry as she reaches a hand to his forehead.  “You don’t feel warm,” she comments.

“Well, I still feel sick,” Jay mumbles annoyed.

“I know.  And I believe you.  Can I do anything to help?”  Hailey asks running her hand through his hair.

“Can we just stay like this?”

“Okay,” Hailey agrees pulling Jay down so he is laying across her lap.  No sooner does she have Jay laying down when Jay moves to get up.  “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.  Bathroom,” Jay answers.

When he is out of her sight, Hailey knows that she has waited long enough and that something is really wrong with Jay.  Hailey grabs her phone and calls Will to see if he can come by to check out his brother.

“Hey Hailey,” a familiar voice picks up.

“Hey, Will,” she greets.  “Listen, Jay’s safe, but I think somethings wrong,” she tells the red-head while looking at the bathroom door.

“What’s going on?”

“Jay was sick earlier this week.  Today was his first day back at work after being out for five days, but he still seems off.”

“Okay, what are his symptoms?”

“He’s been pretty tired and has had no energy-”

“That would be pretty normal if he had the flu.”

“I’ve seen Jay with the flu before.  I couldn’t get him to eat anything.  He’s been eating everything in sight and still seems hungry.  And it looks like he’s still been losing weight.”

“Is he staying hydrated?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure in the last week he’s drank half of Lake Michigan.”

This catches Will’s attention.  “Has he been urinating more than normal?”

“Probably, but with how much he’s been drinking, isn't that normal?”

Will doesn’t answer her, instead telling her, “Listen to me, I want you to bring him to Med right now.  I’ll meet you there, but I’m going to call Maggie and let her know to be expecting you guys.”

“Will, what’s happening?”

“I’ll explain when you get here, just get to Med.  If you’re not here in a half hour,” Will gives her, knowing the amount of time it takes to get from Hailey’s place to Med, “I’m going to send an ambulance to your place.”

Chicago PD #2

The intelligence unit takes a collective breath when they close their latest case.  Everyone’s worse nightmare when dealing with child victims.

“I don’t know about you guys but I could use a drink,” Adam looks to the rest of the team.

“I have to go home to Makayla,” Kim answers.

Vanessa and Kevin look to each other before agreeing to go to Molly’s with Adam.

Jay looks discreetly to Hailey before giving his answer, “Sorry, Adam.  I haven’t had much time with Lucas since we got this case.”

“Rain check,” Jay adds.

“Come on, Jay.  You got a date?”

“No, headache,” he lies.  “Just going to go home and sleep it off.

Hailey looks at him concerned for a second before her attention goes to her phone that just went off, likely a text from Lucas, Jay guesses.  Jay takes her being distracted as an opportunity to get out of the bullpen, normally she’d be the only one to notice his behavior.

Jay takes a deep breath once in the safety of his tuck.  He can feel himself starting to spin out, but knows he can’t bother Hailey.  His second option is his other best friend, Mouse, but he’s in a war zone overseas; so he decides on the only other option he has, his brother.

Jay pulls out his phone to shoot Will a text, but his hands are shaking too much.  Sighing in defeat, Jay decides on calling his brother instead.

“Hello?” Will answers a little distracted.

Chicago. PD #3

Jay takes off his shirt to revel dark bruises on his back, shoulders and torso.  Hailey gasps when she sees the state of her partner.

“Oh, Jay,” Natalie whispers, shocked by all the bruises.  “Put this on,” Natalie orders him handing him the thin hospital gown.  “I'm going to take care of the cut first and then we can figure out what’s going on with the bruises.”

Natalie gets what she needs for the stiches while Hailey pulls Jay’s attention to her.  Jay flinches when the needle with the numbing agent enters his skin.  She waits until his arm is numb before giving the stiches to close the cut.  The whole time, Hailey keeps Jay’s attention away from his injured arm.

“All done,” Natalie announces after seven stiches.  She puts a gauze pad over the injury and reminds him not to get it wet and to keep it clean.  “Hailey switch sides with me,” she asks so she can give the tetanus booster.

“Can I leave now?” Jay asks as soon as the needle is out of his skin.

“Not yet, we need to figure of why you have so many bruises.”

“I told you- I don’t exactly have a desk job.”

“Jay,” Hailey scolds.  Jay gives a mumbled apology.

“It’s alright.  I'm going to see if your blood work came back.  That could give us a starting point,” Natalie tells them before leaving the treatment room.

“Jay, why don’t you lay down?  You look tired and this might take a while,” Hailey asks Jay.  Jay looks at her unsure, “I'm not leaving,” Hailey answers his unanswered question.

Jay lays back on the bed staring up at the celling.  Hailey places her and on his forehead feeling the heat coming off of his skin.  Jay leans into her touch, the same way his mother used to check if he’d had a fever.  “I'm sorry.”

“For what?” Hailey asks confused.

“For being stuck here,” Jay answers guiltily.

“Don’t apologize for that,” Hailey stops him.  “Now, do you want to tell me how you got all these bruises without Natalie here?”

“I don’t know.”

9-1-1: Lone Star #1

Detective Paul Strickland walks into the 21st district, mentally trying to prepare for the day knowing that his sergeant and partner have been going off the rails a bit… again regarding police reform.  He shakes his head, hoping that Halstead is already in so they can work out a plan.

Before he can make it a few steps into the building, Sergeant Trudy Platt calls him over to her desk, “Strickland!”

“Yes, Sarge?”  he greets, used to the nickname.

“You got a visitor,” she jerks her head towards a conference room across from them.

Paul follows her glaze to the conference room across from her desk where a man about Voight’s age is sitting at the table.

“Who is he?”  Paul asks, looking from the white shirt to Trudy.

“Some bigshot from Texas,” she answers.

“Texas?”

“Did I stutter?”  Trudy in a way only she can.  “He was pretty adamant that he sees you,” she adds.

“Why?”

“I didn’t ask,” she answers.  When he doesn’t respond she gives him a pointed look, “Go!”

Knowing that Platt is done with him, Paul makes his way into the conference room.  “Sergeant Platt said you wanted to speak with me?  I’m Paul Strickland.”

The man looks up from his files, “Detective Strickland, I’m Deputy Chief Clayton Carter, of Austin PD.”

“Nice to meet you, sir,” Paul shakes his hand.  “If you don’t mind me asking, what brings you to Chicago?”

“I’d like to recruit you,” Carter gets right to the point.

“Recruit me?”  Paul echoes.

“Austin PD is putting together an Intelligence Unit.  You have experience in such an elite unit, your record is impressive, and you have a natural talent as a detective.”

“You want me to leave Chicago PD?”  Paul questions.

“I see your potential and want to pull you in as second in command.”

“Why me?  I’m sure there are plenty of people from Austin, or even other places in the country.”

“You’ve got a stack full of Lifesaving Commendations, which tells me you’ve got a gift for threat assessment,” Carter answers.  “Would you say that has anything to do with being trans?”

“Growing up the way I did, there was a lot of folks who wanted to hurt me, so, I guess I learned to figure out who they were before they figured out who I was.”

“How would you feel about relocation to Austin?  “Austin PD is striving for change from the inside, we believe you can bring something with your style of policing.”

One Chicago #1

Hailey walks down the hallway of the Hogwarts Express, trying to find somewhere to sit for the journey to her new school.  Hailey pokes her head into a compartment where she sees two boys; both with brown hair and a bit on the scrawny side.  One has blue eyes and the other has green eyes and freckles across his face.

“Can I sit here?”  she asks.

The two boys stop their conversation.  “Yeah,” the boy with green eyes answers while the other nods.

“Thanks, everywhere else was either full or the people in there looked,” she hesitates not knowing who to word it.

The boys share a knowing look, before answering.  “Yeah, we know what you mean.  I’m Jay Halstead and this is Mouse,” the green-eyed boy introduced them.

“Mouse?”

“It’s a nickname.  I’m Greg Gerwitz.”

“Hailey Upton.”

“So, what House do you guys think you’ll be in?” Jay questions.

“I think I’ll be in Ravenclaw, but I wouldn’t mind Gryffindor or Hufflepuff,” Mouse answers.

“House?”  Hailey questions.

“When we get to the school, we get sorted into one of four houses.  Its where we will live for the next seven years.”

“Oh.  How do we get sorted?”

“My brother said we get sorted by a hat,” Jay answers, face skeptical.

“Muggle-born?”  Mouse asks curiously.

“What?”  Hailey asks confused.

“Your parents aren’t magic,” Jay clarifies.

“Yeah, they're not; neither are my brothers.  Is that bad?”

“No.  There are a lot of muggle-borns,” Jay answers

“I wouldn’t say a lot,” Mouse corrects his friend, “but there are defiantly more than you think.”

“So, there’s a word for what we are?”

“Like witch and wizard?”  Jay clarifies.

“No, like muggle-born.”

“Yes,” Jay answers cautiously, “but it doesn’t really matter.  The only people who care are pure-blood supremacists.”

“Are you?”  Hailey looks to Mouse.

“Muggle-born?  No, I’m a pure-blood.  My mom is a witch and my dad is a wizard, but my stepdad and his family are muggles.”

“No, I meant a pure-blood supremacist.  But I guess you're not since your stepdad is a muggle.”

“No, I was just asking since you didn’t know about the Houses.  I figured that you were either muggle-born or muggle-raised.”

“Some are,” Jay adds.  “Some like to disown the muggles in their family and pretend they're a true pure-blood.  But this one isn’t.  He will even watch soccer.”

“Hey, its good.  And my cousins taught me, so there’s always a game going when we go to my grandparents.”

“I guess, but it’s not as good as quidditch.”

“What’s quidditch?”

“The best wizarding sport there is,” Jay answers.

“Okay?”

[poisonedjoinery]

Hello beautiful, just wanted to thank for writing stories and giving us reader some of your time. I don't know if you are open for requests but I give it a try. 🤍🙏 I'm in desperate need of a voightx reader fic, angsty hurt and comfort and fluff. Maybe you like my idea or get some inspiration to write something similar.

The reader is working with intelligence and Voight is instantly taken aback by her appearance. She is also attracted to Hank. But they keep their feelings for each other hidden. One night the goes out for drinks and in their tipsy state the reader and Hank make out.... The next day Voight is giving her the silent treatment and is also cold and unfriendly to her, just ignoring the fact they kissed. His unfair behavior goes on for days until she gets him to talk to her, telling her that is was was mistake and she should move on leaves her feeling more hurt and heartbreak than ever. The situation is also taking a physically toll on her, with no appetite and her deathly sick appearance the team instantly worries.

We all know Voight would think he can't give her what she needs or be good enough fir this kind and beautiful girl.

Later on there's a guy hitting on her and Voight pushes her to date the stranger (secretly dying from jealousy, but believing another man can give her all she needs). The date ends catastrophic when she realizes that the guy drugged her, secretly and in panic she calls voight in her dizzy and weakening state and manages to tell him the bar they're currently. Not able to defend herself in her drugged state the guy is able to drag her to his car in the parking lot. She's struggling and fighting for her life, he gets frustrated and beat her up..... Voight comes just in time and keeps the guy from kidnapping her. Nearly conscious and beaten Hank takes her to his house to attend her injuries and to take care of her. Some fluffy end in which he admits his feelings for her... 🤍🙏

Currently I am sucker for caretaker fics, with sick and hurt reader. The intelligence team would be soo cute taking care and at a Hank Voight who hides his feelings and worries for the girl just get me 😍

I am soooo sorry for this long request, but I have this idea in my head since forever and I just needed it to share, in desperate hope a talented writer might create a good story. Don't hesitate to tell me if this sucks.

Lot's of love 🤍

Eat the World Raw

Authors Notes: This is an anon request, of super protective yet jealous Voight. I hope I have done your request justice anon, my apologies for the serious delay on this I have a hideously busy job these days and I find it hard to find writing time.

Summary: Reader is a new starter on the Intelligence Unit, and is instantly taken with Voight. After sharing a drunken moment, Voight pushes reader away. But a panicked phone call changes everything.

Warnings: Mentions of drink spiking and assault. Angst and fluff too. If you feel there should be any other warnings, please do let me know.

Gif by: @shelby-love

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"Hey Boss, the new recruit is here." Antonio called out to Voight, as he walked you to your new desk. Dropping your bag to the side, you pulled off your coat.

"Thank you Detective, I appreciate your help." Smiling, Antonio nodded his head,

"Call me Tonio, everyone else does. Come on, we can get you some coffee, you're gonna need it." Nodding, you followed him to the break room. Tonio gave you the rundown of the most recent case the team was working on. A gang was currently running drugs through the city, and the intelligence unit was still unsure of how they were managing to go undetected.

"Wow... that sounds like a lot. You know, I worked a case once where a gang was using the postal service to distribute their drugs. The leaders brother used to work for them, and kept a master mailbox key." Antonio looked surprised,

"Huh... that... could actually be plausible."

"'TONIO!" Whipping his head round, he watched as Voight stalked in, a deep frown on his face.

"I thought you said the new starter was... here..." His voice trailed off as his gaze focused on you. You felt your breath leave you, as though you had been gut punched. You'd been told a lot about Voight, had been told what a hardass he was. Never taking no for an answer, scaring off more teammates and pissing off coworkers more than anyone else in the CPD. What you wasn't prepared for, was for how handsome he was. Yes, he was at least twenty years older than you but you couldn't help yourself, you let your eyes roam over him. From his boots, all the way to the black button down shirt with a black leather jacket over the top.

Clearing his throat, Antonio stepped forward.

"Boss this is (Y/N). I've already brought her up to speed with the case, and she's actually given a decent idea of how the drugs could be being moved around the city." Antonio frowned, looking at Voight, and then to you.

"Boss?"

"Huh... yeah?" Clearing his throat, Voight gave a tight smile and held out his hand.

"Nice to meet you (Y/N), glad you're all caught up." Averting his gaze, he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Uh... Tonio, I need you to run down a lead. It's the one that Ruzek brought us yesterday, take the newbie." Looking back up at you, he gave a small smile and quickly turned around heading back to his office.

"Um... he seems... intense." Your voice sounded shaky. You quickly took a large gulp of coffee, wincing as it scolded your throat.

"Yeah he um... I think he's a bit stressed right now." Tonio frowned, then quickly smiled.

"Okay, let's go." Striding back out, you grabbed your coat and badge. Risking a quick glance behind you, you saw Voight in his office watching you.

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The case took a nasty turn. The gang that was peddling drugs, seemed to have looped kids into their dealings. Picking the weak and neglected kids whose parents wouldn't give a shit as to their whereabouts. You kept your head down, working hard and not getting underfoot. Learning the ways and methods the team worked, but you could start to feel the pressure of this case sinking into your bones. You felt angry that innocent kids were being used, and made to believe that they were cared for. You rubbed your face, the night had settled around you causing the light from your screen to become harsh to your eyes.

"Hey (Y/N), it's late. Come on, we're all going for a drink." Glancing up, Halstead smiled from his desk as everyone else pulled on their coats, shutting down their computers. huffing out a sigh your stretched.

"Yeah sure... okay sounds good."

You all headed to Molly's, grabbing a booth in the back you sat and powered through a few beers. As the mood lightened, jokes started to fly around along with casual conversation. Soon you found yourself laughing at Ruzek and his ridiculous stories.

"There room for one more?" Glancing behind you, you found Voight staring down at you intently. Swallowing hard, you nodded and shifted your chair over.

"Sure thing Boss." Voight grabbed a chair and sat next to you.

"Thanks, and when we're not on shift, you can call me Hank." Smiling, you took a sip of your drink. Feeling more confident, mainly because of the ten or so beers flowing through you, you leant in closer to Voight.

"Thanks. So... Hank... how has your day been?" Smiling, Hank watched you for a moment, then lent in further.

"Well it has been busy... but I think we are making good progress, and the drinks are certainly helping right now." With that he took a large gulp of bourbon, causing a colour to rise in his cheeks.

The night continued, with the team drinking and laughing. The more you drank, you found yourself relaxing into your seat which incidentally lead to you leaning further into Hank. You enjoyed the warmth that came from him, the smell of his cologne, the deep laugh that vibrated out of his chest. You tried not to squirm as you felt yourself becoming flushed with excitement.

"Okay guys... I need to get to bed. I'd like it to be at least a month before I drunkenly embarrass myself. " The others laughed and jeered, trying to persuade you to stay as you pulled on your coat.

"I'm gonna head off too, (Y/N) I'll walk you out." Waving bye to everyone, you headed to the door, your mind racing at the thought of Hank being so close behind you. Rummaging in your bag you found your phone, pulling up a taxi app.

"How you getting home?" Looking up, you smiled and showed him your phone.

"I was going to get a cab."

"Ah, don't worry about that I'll give you a ride. Come on."

"Oh you don't have to..."

"I know I don't have to, but I want to. It's late and I can at least know you're safe." Dropping your phone back into your bag, you pulled your jacket closer around you.

"Then lead the way Boss." Smirking at him, as he raised an eyebrow, he lead you across the street to his truck. Climbing in, you sank into a soft leather chair. The air was heavy with Hanks smell, and coffee.

"So... where do you live?" Shutting the door behind him, Hank started the truck and turned on the heater. Giving him your address, you pulled your seatbelt on. The drive was quiet, but not uncomfortable. Hank maneuvered the truck smoothly through the light city traffic, occasionally asking you questions about your previous jobs. Before you knew it, you were outside your house. Stopping the truck, he placed his arm behind your chair, quietly watching you.

"Thank you, Voight. I appreciate the lift."

"You're welcome sweethear'." You felt a heat creep over your face at the endearment. You dropped your gaze not wanting him to see.

"Well um... goodnight. I..." Before you could finish your sentence, Hank had tilted your face up, his hand remaining under your jaw.

"Just... a taste." You blinked and felt as his lips pressed against yours. Moaning quietly, you reached your hand up grazing the back of his neck. Pulling him in closer to you. You're not sure at what point it happened, but you ended up pulled into Hanks lap, slowly kissing him for what felt like hours. Humming quietly, he pressed his head against yours.

"I um... I should probably go. I need to be fresh for tomorrow... I don't want my boss to get pissed at me." Smiling, Hank let you shift out of his lap and into the passenger seat again.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bright and early boss." Climbing out you headed into your house, Hank remaining outside until you had locked your front door. Hank rubbed his face and pulled his truck out onto the main road. What the fuck had he done.

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The next morning Hank got to the office bright and early. He didn't want to be disturbed by anyone. This case was starting to piss him off, and he didn't want to fuck around chasing any more dead beat leads. He noticed as the rest of the team trickled in, all of them having a haggard look that suggested they'd all drunk a bit too much last night. He noticed how you watched him through the blinds of his office, like you was waiting for him to call you in for a chat. He probably should talk to you, but he just couldn't do it right now. He was too pissed at himself to even consider having a civilised conversation.

He made sure he kept busy for the rest of the day, he didn't want to speak to anyone unless needed. He chased down lead after lead until he managed to find one that was promising. After ten hours, and a painful conversation with a local informant, Voight managed to track the ring leader down and haul him and his gang into lockup. He left Antonio and Burgess shutting down the lab, and bagging up evidence.

"(Y/N), with me." nodding quickly, you followed Voight out into the stations car park.

"I'm sorry about last night, I shouldn't have... I shouldn't have kissed you."

"I didn't mind Hank, I actually enjoyed..."

"No... it won't be happening again. I am too old for you, and I won't be able to give you anything that you want. So it's best to just... forget about it okay." It killed him to see the pain and hurt in your eyes.

"Hank I..."

"It was a mistake (Y/N), okay?" He didn't meant to raise his voice, but he saw the anger building in you.

"Not a problem Boss, I've already forgotten." Watching you march back into the building, he groaned inwardly, kicking himself for his tactless approach.

For the next few weeks, Voight watched as you worked alongside the team, effortlessly working leads and solving case after case. He couldn't stand how pale you had become, how when everyone else had lunch you seemed to find a reason not to eat with them.

"(Y/N), eat something will you. I don't want you passing out on shift." Whipping your head round, you glared at Voight as he stalked past you. Grinding your teeth, you forced yourself to answer.

"Sir." Grabbing your coat, you nodded to 'Tonio.

"I'm heading out for some food, want anything?" 'Tonio shook his head,

"Na I'm good, thanks (Y/N)." Nodding, you headed out.

You didn't realise how hungry you were until you were half way through a footlong sub from the local deli. Your stomach ached in protest and delight at the amount of food you were consuming. You couldn't help but think about how Voight had kissed you that night, it had felt glorious. You hadn't dated anyone for a few years, hadn't really had the time. You'd enjoyed your job too much. But when Voight had kissed you, you felt a new rush, a new thrill. Then the fucker had ditched you.

"Asshole." Throwing your rubbish in the bin, you headed back into the office. Taking the stairs two at a time, you wasn't focused on the people around you and you slammed into someone.

"Shit... I'm sorry I wasn't watching." Glancing up you found a guy in front of you smiling.

"(Y/N)! Christ I haven't seen you in years." Focusing on the face attached to the voice, you saw it was Jacob. A guy you had gone through the academy with. Huffing out a breath, you gave a wane smile.

"Hey, Jacob. How you doing?" Nodding, he grinned, stepping closer to you.

"Yeah I'm good thanks, I'm working over with homicide now."

"Sweet." You shifted your gaze, looking up to where you wanted to go. He glanced behind you, eyes going wide.

"Are you... you up in Intelligence?"

"uh-huh."

"Holy shit that is amazing, I've heard Voight is a right hardass... is that true?"

"I can be when pushed." Jacobs eyes widened as he spun round.

"Um... sorry Sir, I didn't mean anything by it." Smirking Voight clapped him on the shoulder,

"Don't sweat it. (Y/N), when you're ready we've got a lead to run down." Turning, Voight headed up the stairs to the rest of the team.

"I should head up." Moving to follow Voight, Jacob caught your arm.

"Hey do you fancy grabbing a drink tonight, after work?" Glancing up the stairs you saw Voight had slowed down, probably trying to over hear your conversation.

"Um... yeah I'll uh... I'll let you know. Big case, not sure what time I'll be finished."

"Yeah... yeah okay sounds good." Heading up the stairs, you caught Voights eye.

"Hey... you dating that guy?" Frowning, you glanced up at him.

"I... no I went through the academy with him. He just asked if I wanted to meet for a drink."

"Hmm... you should go. You're a young woman, you should get out from behind the desk." Watching him closely, you leaned in looking for any hint of a joke.

"You... okay sure, why not." Turning on your heel you marched into the office heading straight to your desk to phone Jacob. If Voight insisted you go, then you'll go. If only you'd turned round, you'd have seen the fury burning in his eyes.

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Checking your reflection, you smiled. You'd picked your best emerald green dress, it dipped low at the front and hugged at your hips just right. You felt good for the first time in a while.

"Forget Voight." Grabbing your coat and bag, you headed out the door.

You found Jacob at the bar sipping on a beer, spotting you he grinned.

"Wow... you look amazing!" Grinning, you pulled your coat off and placed it over the bar stool.

"Thank you, you scrub up well yourself." Gesturing to the bartender, you ordered a red wine.

"Cheers." Taking a big sip you smiled. You looked around the bar, seeing all the different people chatting and drinking. You felt yourself relax a bit into your seat.

"So... how's your case going?" Looking up, you were stalled for moment.

"Uh... yeah it's going okay. It's a tough case but we're getting there." You didn't overly want to chat about work, as it reminded you of Voight. Jacob seemed to get the hint as you didn't expand any further on the subject. You sat quietly for a moment, just sipping on your drink. After a while, you both seemed to just relax into a conversation, reliving the academy days minutes passing into hours.

"You feeling okay?" Jacobs voice seemed to pull you out of a blurred moment that you didn't remember going into.

"Hmm? oh... yeah I'm fine, I'm just... gonna head to the bathroom okay?" Smiling, he nodded.

"Okay, well uh... shall we head out after this? Maybe find somewhere to get food?" Standing up, you nodded holding onto your chair for dear life.

"Yeah that's fine." Grabbing your bag, you headed to the bathroom, feeling your legs wobble and your head start to swirl. Pulling in a deep breath, you focused on the toilet door, not wanting to look more drunk than you were.

Pushing open the door, you leant on the sink and stared at your reflection. Your pupils looked blown, but you couldn't tell. You couldn't focus. You tried to remember how many drinks you'd had, tried to remember anything but it was all becoming a hazy dream.

"Shit.." Stumbling into a toilet stall, you locked the door behind you and rummaged in your bag pulling out your phone. You truly hoped you'd punched in the right number.

"(Y/N)?" Hanks voice cut through the phone, relief flooded through you.

"Han..k... I need... come help... been drugged."

"Where are you!" You felt yourself slowly drifting off.

"I... I'm ... bar...South side... bird...bird... Spar..." Your voice drifted off,

"Bird... the Sparrow... you at the Sparrow!"

"Yea... bathro." Your world went black.

Voight drove like a madman, sirens blaring not caring who he cut off in the process. Hold on, please god hold on. The streets were a blur as they flashed past him in a haze of lights and noise. Pulling into the car park, Voight spotted a guy hauling a woman to his car. Stepping out, he recognised it as Jacob. Picking up his pace, he started towards him catching your voice as he got closer.

"No... get off you sick fuck."

"Stop struggling... you know you're going to love it." Hank watched as you swung at him catching him in the mouth, but it didn't stop there. Jacob slapped you, and punched you in the stomach. Hank was at his back within seconds. Grabbing him by the hair, he slammed his face into the side of the car, continuing to punch him as he slid to the ground. He wouldn't have stopped, could have killed him had it not been for your voice calling to him.

"Hank..." Looking behind him, he saw you stirring on the floor blood pouring from your mouth.

"Shit... (Y/N), I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Scooping you up, he carried you to his car putting you in the passenger seat. Peeling out of the car park, he sped away from the bar. Glancing over at you he took your hand,

"Hey, (Y/N) stay awake alright. We're nearly there." You let your head lull to the side, the warm air from the heater and the blow to the head making you sleepy.

"Where's there?" you murmured out.

"Home."

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Waking up, your head felt heavy, your vision blurred. Rubbing a hand over your face, you realised you no longer had your dress on but a soft t-shirt with the letter CPD stamped on the chest. Your body ached, and yet you felt content in the soft confines of the duvet.

"Hmm... s'good."

"(Y/N)?" Glancing to the side, you found Voight sitting in a chair next to your bed.

"Hey, um... what am I doing here?" Reaching out, Voight took your hand and held onto it gently.

"You rang me last night, you went out for a drink with the Jacob guy and ah... he um... he spiked your drink." Frowning, you tried to remember but all you could think of was the toilet stall you had sat in.

"I got there just as he was dragging into his car, but you resisted and uh.. he hit you a few times."

"I um... christ I don't remember much I'm sorry Boss. Guess that's why my head hurts hmm?"

"What! No, don't be sorry, that scumbag is the one who should be sorry not you! I'm... I'm just glad I was able to get you out before... well I'm glad I got to you." Smiling you squeezed his hand with yours,

"Thanks Boss."

"'Tonio checked into your boy, and he's not a cop, well not any more at least. He didn't make it passed being a beat cop, he assaulted two women so he got fired." You felt your stomach churn.

"Well... maybe next time I should get you guys to run a background check on whoever I plan on going for a drink with hmm?" Dropping your head back into the pillow you winced as pain flared through your eyes. Looking around the room, you saw that it was rather warm and, oddly enough, cosy.

"We won't need to do that." Voight sounded a little nervous, something you had never thought he could be. Tilting your head, you gazed at him intently,

"And why's that hmm?"

"Because I'm not a creep who preys on women, so you'll be safe."

"Wha..?" Sighing, he shifted out of his chair to sit on the edge of the bed, running his other hand over your hair. It only occured to you now that this was Hanks house, Hanks bedroom, Hanks shirt that you were wearing.

"I shouldn't have encouraged you to go on a date with that guy. What I should have done, was date you myself. But instead I... I got nervous. Nervous that you'd see I wasn't anything but an old, beat up cop too stuck in his ways to make you happy in the ways that matter." Sitting yourself up, you leaned into Voight and kissed him. You wasn't sure how long it lasted, or when he had gently pushed you back leaning into you. Running your hands up his arms, you traced your fingers over his broad back. Breaking away, you pressed your head against his,

"You know, you never even asked what makes me happy. If you'd had just asked, I think we would have saved a lot of time... and spiked drinks." Smirking at him, he shook his head.

"Yeah I know, I'm a dumbass." Laughing at him, you brushed your hand over his jaw.

"I'll let you off, on one condition." Voight raised an eyebrow, and hummed quietly.

" You um... take these jeans off and stay in bed with me for the day hmm?"

"Yes Ma'am, you don't have to ask me twice." Standing he slowly unbuckled his belt, and unbuttoned the jeans. You felt a heat build in your face and stomach. This was going to be... an interesting day.

[callsign-dexter]

Requests are opened!

This Masterlist does have 18+ fics in it so please heed the warnings.

All fics are separated but I do:

Top Gun

Top Gun Maverick

One Chicago (Chicago Med, PD, and Fire)

Criminal Minds

9-1-1

9-1-1 Lone Star

The Rookie

I will do:

Sister!Reader

Daughter!Reader

x Reader

A/N: All fics not underlined means that they are planned and a wip this just helps me to keep track of what fics I need to do.

A/N 2: All fics are fem!reader unless stated otherwise or requested otherwise.

Series

(Discontinued) I'm Already There (Bradshaw!Sister)

My Daughter, My Heart (Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader, OC!Elizabeth Taylor x Daughter!Reader)

Whisper in the Wind (Natasha Trace x OC!Benjamin Bradshaw, Natasha Trace x Daughter!Reader, OC!Benjamin Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x OC!Wife!Leah Winters)

Universes

A Forever Home (Grace Ryder x Daughter!Reader and Judd Ryder x Daughter!Reader, Grace Ryder x Judd Ryder)

Baby Bradford: A Little Fighter (Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader, Lucy Chen x Tim Bradford)

Blizzard (IceMav x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x Iceman)

Firecracker (Evan Buckley x Daughter!Reader)

Little Birdie (Bradley Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader)

Littlest Halstead (Jay Halstead x Daughter!Reader)

Little Nash (Bobby Nash x Daughter!Reader)

Lil' Severide (Kelly Severide x Daughter!Reader)

Mini TK (TK Strand x Daughter!Reader, Carlos Reyes x Daughter!Reader, TK Strand x Carlos Reyes)

Our Little Girl (Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Jake Seresin x Bradley Bradshaw)

The Firehouse Miracle (Eddie Diaz x Daughter!Reader, Evan Buckley x Daughter!Reader, Eddie Diaz x Evan Buckley)

x Daughter!Reader

Top Gun

Maverick

Safe and Sound (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Mitchell!Reader)

Always Daddy’s Girl (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Light of His Life (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Maverick is a dad!? (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Crossing Paths (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, Penny Benjamin x Adopted!Daughter!Reader)

Always With You (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Maverick's Little Co-Pilot (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

A Father's Fury (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Night Ride Rescue (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Echoes of Talent (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

The Lost Keepsake (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

A Father's Comfort (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Love, Laughter, and Little Pranks (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, Penny Benjamin x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x Wife!Penny Benjamin)

Just Like Daddy (Maverick x Daguther!Reader, Penny Benjamin x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x Penny Benjamin)

Never Again (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, OC!Nichole Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x OC!Wife!Nichole Bradshaw

From Fear to Family (Maverick x Adopted!Daughter

Jake Seresin

Nightmares (Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader)

One Chicago

Kelly Severide

Daddy to the Rescue (Kelly Severide x Daughter!Reader)

A Home in His Heart (Kelly Severide x Foster-Adopted!Daughter!Reader)

911

Bobby Nash

Unspoken Reunion (Bobby Nash x Doctor!Daughter!Reader)

Evan Buckley x Tommy Kinard

911 Lone Star

Beach Vacation (Evan Buckley x Daughter!Reader, Tommy Kinard x Daughter!Reader, Evan Buckley x Tommy Kinard)

TK Strand

"911 what is your emergency?" (TK Strand x Daughter!Reader)

The Rookie

Tim Bradford

I'm Fine (Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader)

Surprise at the Station (Tim Bradford x Shy!Adopted!Daughter!Reader)

Coach Bradford (Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader)

John Nolan x Bailey Nune

Babysitting Mishap (John Nolan x Daughter!Reader, Bailey Nune x Daughter!Reader, John Nolan x Bailey Nune)

x Sister!Reader

Top Gun

Bradley Bradshaw

Brotherly Love (Bradley Bradshaw x Sister!Reader)

The Sibling Connection (Bradley Bradshaw x Sister!Reader)

Jake Seresin

Together Against the World (Jake Seresin x Sister!Reader)

Heart to Break (Jake Seresin x Sister!Reader)

One Chicago

Connor Rhodes

Blood Ties, Broken Bonds (Connor Rhodes x Sister!Reader)

Fics

Top Gun

Bradley Bradshaw

Be Mine Forever (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Floyd!Pilot!Reader)

I Apologize (Bradley Bradshaw x Benjamin!Air Force Pilot!Reader)

A Flight of Insecurities (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Meet and Greet (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Behind Closed Doors (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Simpson!Reader)

Out in the Open (Bradley Bradshaw x Simpson!Reader)

Hearts on the Edge (Bradley Bradshaw x Wolfe!Reader)

My Brother's Wingman (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Seresin!Navy SEAL!Reader, Jake Seresin x Navy SEAL!Twin Sister!Reader)

Love's Second Chance (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Adopted!Mitchell!Reader)

From Fear to Forever (Bradley Bradshaw x Pilot!Seresin!Reader)

Intoxicated Confessions (Bradley Bradshaw x Pilot!Kerner!Reader)

Knight in a Hawaiian Shirt (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Shadow of Protection (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Jake Seresin

Surprise! (Jake Seresin x Best Friend!Reader)

Hangster

Doppelgänger (Hangster and Bradley Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader)

Dagger Squad

Fight for Freedom (Dagger Squad x Reader)

Learning to Love Again (Dagger Squad x Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Tangled Hearts (18+ MDNI) (Dagger Squad x Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Maverick

A Guarded Heart (Maverick x Reader)

One Chicago

Connor Rhodes

Heartbeat Promise (Connor Rhodes x Nurse!Halstead!Reader)

Unexpected Reunion (18+ MDNI) (Conor Rhodes x Assistant!Reader)

Emergency Love (Connor Rhodes x Paramedic!Severide!Reader)

Blazing Hearts (Connor Rhodes x Paramedic!Severide!Reader)

From Exes to Lovers (Connor Rhodes x Nurse!Reader)

Lovers Forever (18+ MDNI) (Connor Rhodes x Fiancée!Nurse!Reader)

Surgical Serenad (Connor Rhodes x Surgical Resident!Reader)

Will Halstead

Unspoken Desires (Will Halstead x Doctor!Reader)

Daniel Charles

A Hug to Remember (Platonic!Daniel Charles & Platonic!Oakley Finn)

Jay Halstead

Dispatched Love (Jay Halstead x Reader)

Antonio Dawson

Heartstrings Tangled (Antonio Dawson x Reader)

From Tough to Tender (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Reader)

Undercover Temptation (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Reader)

From Colleagues to Lovers (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

Gossip and Glances (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

Flirting with Risk (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

Love in Sickness (Antonio Dawson x Sick!Reader)

Undercover Desires (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Cop!Reader)

Shattered Lives, Mended Hearts (Antonio Dawson x Paramedic!Reader)

Drunken Confessions (Antonio Dawson x Halstead!Reader)

Fighting Fate (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

Love Conquers All (Antonio Dawson x Halstead!Twin Sister!Reader)

Lost in Lust (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader

Frostbitten Love (Antonio Dawson x Firefighter!Reader)

Undercover Seduction (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

In the Line of Fire (Antonio Dawson x Reader)

Hank Voight

Snapshot of Justice (Hank Voight x Intelligence!Reader)

Blake Gallo

Two Hearts, One Firehouse (Blake Gallo x Severide!Reader)

Kelly Severide

Taming the Flame (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Sizzling Heat (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Heatwave of Emotions (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Broken Promises, Rekindled Flame (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Rhodes!Reader)

Ignited Desires (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Firefighter!Reader)

Flames of Courage (Kelly Severide x Firefighter!Reader)

Passionate Nights (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Reader)

Saving Grace (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Fiancée!Paramedic!Reader)

Fireside Romance (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Snowy Embrace (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Reader)

Beneath the Bubbles (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Reader)

Christopher Herrmann

Surgical Sparks (Christopher Herrmann x Surgeon!Wife!Reader)

The Rookie

Tim Bradford

Love's Wake-Up Call (Tim Bradford x Police Officer!Reader)

Love in the Moonlight (18+ MDNI) (Tim Bradford x Police Officer!Reader)

Late Night Confessions (18+ MDNI) (Tim Bradford x Evers!Lawyer!Reader)

Unraveling Desires (Tim Bradford x Police K-9 Officer!Wife!Reader)

Forever Yours (18+ MDNI) (Tim Bradford x Reader)

Bulletproof Love (Tim Bradford x Reader)

911

Bobby Nash

Surprises and Smiles (Bobby Nash x Wife!Reader)

911 Lone Star

Owen Strand

Love and Homemade Treats (Owen Strand x Wife!Reader)

Crossovers

Fight to Survive (9-1-1 x Criminal Minds) (Evan Buckley x Nash!FBI!Reader)

Burning Jealousy (One Chicago x The Rookie) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Love in the Danger Zone (One Chicago x Top Gun Maverick) (Bradley Bradshaw x Halstead!Pilot!Reader and Kelly Severide x Halstead!Pilot!Reader)

[sjhhemmings]

Hi i hope you're doing ok, i was just wondering if you could do a Matt Casey x reader where the reader is in a wheelchair from an accident and she comes to 51 for the first time since the accident

Fighter

Matt Casey x Reader

a/n: thanks so much for the request! I hope this is what you were looking for!!

warning: fluffy

“Are you sure you’re ready to go back? We can wait if you aren’t ready-”

“I’m ready. I can’t be trapped in these four walls for another day.” You call back to your husband as you finish your hair.

“Okay. How do I look?” You ask rolling yourself into the living room to show your him.

“Absolutely perfect.” He says bending down to kiss your cheek.

Once you arrive at the firehouse, you had Matt push you up the apparatus. You weren’t feeling uneasy until now. Nervous butterflies littering your stomach.

“Wait.” You say making your husband stop once you’ve made it in the garage.

“What? What’s wrong?”

“What are they going to think?” You mutter quietly looking up at him.

Bending down on one knee, Matt combs his fingers through your hair.

“That you’re a fighter. One of the bravest most stubborn people we know. Only you would be able to come out of an accident that left you with a 5% chance of survival. Then the first thing you do after only being home for a week from the hospital, is come back to the place your passion first started? You’re a fighter, Y/N.” He says placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Thank you. I’m ready.” You say with a deep breath.

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The Secret Kevin Atwater Files

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Fall Into You

If I Took You Home - all parts

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Late Night Love - Hank Voight

word count: 1221

summary: after a tough day at work, hank comes home to find you soundly asleep and all he needs is some of your loving to have him feeling like himself again

Hank Voight x Reader

authors note: implied smut, but nothing too descriptive or explicit. apologises for any mistakes, i’m just getting the feel for writing again but i hope you enjoy anyway 💖

The case was tough but ended in a drug bust and a peaceful drive home. Hank entered the house and shook off his coat, hanging it up on a hook while heading upstairs. The house was quiet and dark, with the only light being shone through the curtains from nearby streetlights. He gently opened the door to his bedroom before his gaze quickly landed on you, his fiancé, who was fast asleep in their bed. He smiled softly and slipped into bed, his arms snaking around around your waist, pulling you closer.

You slowly stir awake against his chest. He smiled as he pulled you even closer, kissing your forehead and running his hands down your back before slipping one under your t-shirt, his thumb rubbing against your bare skin to tease you, placing another kiss to your forehead.

"Don't start something you can't finish." You mumbled into his chest, the sleep slowly washing away.

Hank grinned, hooking a finger under your chin and tilting your head up to look at him, giving you a sly smile. "Don't threaten me with a good time."

"I just did." You tease back, a playfulness dancing over your features. Two could play at his game.

Hank chuckled, tracing a hand up your sides and giving your waist a gentle squeeze. His free hand traced patterns on the base of your back.

"How was your day?" You ask softly, pulling away to look up at him. You could tell by the look on his face that the day had been a long and tiring one and that he was happy to just be at home.

He smiled at your concern and at the warm feeling that washed over him as he lay with you. All of his worries had gone the minute he'd laid eyes on you. "A lot better now that I'm with you."

Hank squeezed your waist, taking in a breath, thinking as you rubbed his bicep. He didn't want to lie to you, to hide how things had been weighing on his mind, but as you laid together in your bed, it was the safest place he felt he could be; feeling like he could be vulnerable, if only for a minute, and the person he needed was the one that was in his arms: you. "No.. not tonight."

"Okay," you responded gently. "But if you do want to talk.. you know I'll listen." You don't push the subject further, knowing he'll open up when he feels ready.

Hank smiled lightly, his eyes softening. Your compassion and understanding was something that he cherished, you never pushed, never tried to pry him open, you just let him come to you on his own terms. "I know. That's one of the reasons why I'm marrying you."

You smile then change the subject to something more lighthearted to take his mind off the day. "We should do something.. just me and you."

Hank nodded, grinning from ear-to-ear as his hands ran up your sides, squeezing gently as he looked down at you. "Anything you want to do, just name it."

"I don't know." You sigh. "I just think it would do you good to take a break."

He chuckled as he leaned down and kissed your forehead, his eyes gazing deeply into your own. "I mean, we could have an early honeymoon."

"I think you're forgetting one major part of that.. we're not married." You raise a brow with a playful smirk adorning your face.

He lets out a playful scoff as he leaned back on the bed and took his hand from underneath your shirt, moving to brush away stray strands of hair from your eyes. "Are you trying to tell me I can't drag you to the courthouse and get you married to me tonight?"

You scrunch your nose. "Not at eleven at night.. no."

Hank laughed and his free hand pulled you on top of him, gently kissing your neck before moving his lips next to your ear, whispering huskily. "You'd be surprised at the things I can do past eleven."

You laugh into his shoulder. "I liked the idea.." she shrugs, "but we're not married so.. think again mister."

He gave you a playful shove with a smirk before leaning forwards and kissing you. "You know what? I still might take you to that courthouse if this is the way you'll be treating your future husband."

You raise a brow, shaking your head before lying back down into the bed beside him, closing your eyes. "I'll believe that when I see it."

Hank smirked as his fingers played along the side of your stomach, his hand slipping back under your shirt, teasing you. "I hope you're not saying that as a challenge, 'cause I'm not afraid to take it on."

"Believe me, I don't doubt that." A smile creeps its way onto your face. Hank just grins as he squeezes your sides a little tighter, his fingertips continuing to dance against your sides. One hand makes its way underneath your shirt as he begins to tickle your side, making you giggle and squirm under him.

"Hank! Stop it!" You giggle into his chest, the wide smile never once leaving your face. The smile on his face widened as he saw you giggling and squirming under him, tickling your sides with a light giggle of his own. "Not a chance, I'm not letting you sleep until you're a blushing mess who's begging me to stop."

A flash of playfulness crosses your face before you speak. "I know what else I could beg you for." You giggle again.

Hank lets out a laugh as he squeezes your side once again, a low groan escaping from him as teases. "Oh yeah? What do you have in mind Mrs.-almost-Voight?" His smirk widens.

“You know exactly what I have in mind.” You mirror his smirk, a feeling of lust washing over you as you grind into him.

He lets out a low groan at the feeling as his hands shift from your side to your hips, his mouth curling into a sly smirk. He knew how much this drove you crazy so he pressed against you further against him, making you moan. “Hank.. please..”

Hank’s breath hitched as he heard you moan his name and the feeling of you grinding against him sent shivers down his spine as he squeezed you tighter. He decided to tease you further, slowly shifting his fingers to your leg and running them along your thigh. “Please what Y/N?”

“I need you Hank.. please.” You plead with him, becoming frustrated. He grinned, his eyes widening as he took a sharp breath and the feeling and sounds of you pleading sent warmth and lust racing through him as his voice became more gruff. “I’ve never heard you sound so desperate before… you sure you want this, baby?”

You nod quickly. “More than sure.”

Hank grinned as he pressed himself closer, sliding his body against yours as he leans down to kiss your forehead. He leans back, his eyes flickering all over your body, drinking in the sight of you underneath him. His lips hovered above yours as he breathed steadily, gazing into your eyes.“I’m gonna make this night something worth remembering.”

And that he did.

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A Little More Often Than Usual

Jay Halstead x Reader

Y/N is the new caretaker of the records downstairs. She was briefed and trained properly to follow lawful procedures, but she was also told that that isn't always the case. Sometimes, detectives need data without a case number to solve an urgent case. And sometimes they need it for personal reasons.

One of those detectives is Jay Halstead, Y/N's crush. Gave Y/N "bribes" in form of chocolates.

Y/N worries because the under the table requests from Jay became more often than usual.

In Chicago PD, patrolmen and detectives asks favors around, sometimes favors that doesn't really follow the proper procedures.

And sometimes personal favors.

Y/N's mentor taught her how to do the job well and also taught her that sometimes, under the table requests happens.

For them to search or give out data, they need a case number for it. Sometimes, officials asks for data search without a case number, and that it is in their discretion to do it or not. But be careful and cover records that prove the search.

And Y/N did a few favors like that, mostly for the Intelligence Unit. Quite a lot of times from Voight and Olinsky, and sometimes, from her crush - Jay Halstead.

Jay first came to Y/N for a database search for a girl named Cherry. Then another one for a Jimmy Sanguinetty. The first request was valid, case linked. The second wasn't. Because Jay offered a handful of kitkat chocolates.

Probably picked it up from the other detectives that had asked her favors like this before.

Not that Jay had to do that, because Y/N would happily do it without the bribes.

Y/N has had a huge crush on Jay Halstead since she saw him. She'd get all happy and giddy whenever he sees him. And specially so when she sees him in full gear when they have an operation.

They had a few interactions outside of work, mostly at Molly's when there's a PD celebration. Just small talks. But Y/N considered those big things already.

Jay was kind and courteous most of the times. Short talks with a group, little laughs here and there.

They also bump into each other in the cafe near the department. Sometimes in the diner near too. They'd talk there and then. They became quite good friends.

But now, the requests became more often. Y/N got worried about Jay. She really hoped Jay is okay and also has not become a dirty cop. She just doesn't believe it.

So lunchtime came, Y/N was in line at the foodtruck.

"Hey."

Y/N was startled a little bit. A guy from behind suddenly talked to her.

"H-Hey, Jay. Buying lunch too?" -Y/N was glad to see and talk to Jay. She doesn't always get to lately, Intelligence Unit was quite busy.

"Y/N. Yeah, they say food here is good."

"It is. I vouch." Y/N smiled and laughed a little. Jay laughed with her too.

Y/N got her food. "Hey, Jay. I'm heading back."

"Yeah."

Y/N was a few steps ahead when Jay chased her.

"Hey, Y/N, uhm, later... I'm gonna need some files."

"Oh... okay."

"Yeah."

Y/N walked again but she went back because she was worried. She asked Jay about it.

"Jay, are you okay?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" -Jay was genuinely confused.

"You're asking files quite often... and... we all know you could get in trouble. I can get in trouble."

"No. Everything's good. Just... We have some time sensitive cases lately, paperworks are late. Don't worry about it." -Jay assured her.

"Okay."

"Hey, later still good?"

"Yeah."

Y/N went back to the department and had her lunch. Worried and thinking what files she'd be printing for Jay this time.

It's well past 4pm now, Y/N's about to clock out when Jay stepped in.

"Hey, uh, you stepping out?" Jay was rubbing the back of his neck and was hiding his other hand behind his back.

Probably the chocolate bribes in exchange for whatever files he needs from Y/N.

"Yeah, about too. So, what do I search?" -Y/N sat in front the computer, ready to type.

"Uh, yeah. About that."

Jay stepped closer to the counter, closer to Y/N, and placed the bribe on it.

This time they aren't chocolates.

They are flowers. A small, cute, rose bouquet.

"J-Jay? What the hell?"

"Yeah... I figured the chocolates ain't making it clear."

"W-What... what is this, really? Are you-"

"I like you and would like a date... I thought I was being obvious."

"The chocolates? In exchange for files isn't exactly obvious."

"Yeah, I figured this lunch when you asked me."

"So, those files you asked, you don't really need?"

"Yeah, excuses to give you chocolates." -Jay had a sheepish smile on.

"A very risky excuse."

"Sorry."

Y/N looked at the roses on the counter. She couldn't believe it. She reached for it and grabbed it and looked up at Jay.

"So, is that a yes?"

"Yeah."

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a/n: this was inspired by the episode where Bunny introduces Erin's "dad", Jimmy and Jay looked into him through the database, offering chocolates to the lady there in exchange.

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Prompt List updated March 27th

I am starting with 70 for now, I may add or change them going forward. but for now these were the ones i had in my notebook. i got all of them off of Pinterest. Some already have names by them but go ahead and request them again if you like the prompt and I can redo them.

Fandoms I write for:

Top Gun Maverick: All

Elvis: Elvis

One Chicago: Kelly Severide, Jay Halstead, Will Halstead, Connor Rhodes, Adam Ruzek

Avengers: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes, Natasha, Clint Barton, Peter Parker

Triple Frontier: Will Miller and Benny Miller

Four Brothers: Bobby Mercer, Jack Mercer

Sons of Anarchy: Jax Teller, Opie Winston, Juice Ortiz, David Hale,

Fast and Furious: Dom Toretto, Roman Peirce, Brian O'Conner, Letty Ortiz

Band of Brothers: Wild Bill, Babe, Malarkey, Nixon, Winters, Joe Toye

Twilight: All of the Cullens, Jacob Black and Bella Swan

Harry Potter: All

WWE/TNA/AEW/ ROH : Seth Rollins, Roman Reigns, Dean Ambrose, Stephanie McMahon, Triple H, Shawn Michaels, Chris Jericho, CM Punk, The Young Bucks, Adam Cole, Bobby Fish, Kyle O'Reilly, Roderick Strong, Chris Sabin, Alex Shelley, Randy Orton, Edge, Christian Cage, Matt Hardy, Jeff Hardy, Hurricane Helms. Mr. Kennedy

Supernatural- Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Cas

The West Wing: Josh Lyman, Sam Seaborn

Game of Thrones: Robb Stark, Jon Snow, and Sansa Stark

Lord of the Rings/ The Hobbit: Thorin, Fili, Kili, Bilbo, Legolas, Aragon.

Black Sails: Billy Bones, James Flint, Eleanor, Charles Vane, Anne Bonney, John Silver

Law and Order SVU: All

Hawaii Five-0: All

SWAT: All

Yellowstone: Kayce Dutton, Rip Wheeler, Beth Dutton, Jamie Dutton.

Crash- Kenny

Southland- John Cooper, Ben Sherman

Gotham- Jim Gordon

White Collar- Matthew Keller

The Mighty Ducks- All

The Outsiders- All

Masters of the Air- all

Newsies- Jack Kelly, Davey, Spot Colin, Mush, Kid Blink

*****

01 “Oh you think I am cute when I am angry? Well get ready because I am about to be gorgeous.”  

02. “I can’t lose you again. Can’t  you see that? I am not strong enough.” 

03. “Marry me’ 

04. “I’m not jealous.” 

05.  “Kiss my ass.” 

06.  “Were you ever gonna tell me?” 

07. “Excuse you?”

08.  “This is all your fault.” 

09. “It’s not fair.” 

10. “Game Over, you lose.” 

11.  “Is she always this obnoxious?” “Oh, she is just getting warmed up.” 

12. “We don’t need to control them. We need to unleash them.” 

13. “It should have never come to this.” 

14. “I’m not a lot of people’s favorite person.” 

15. “I shouldn’t have wasted 3 years on someone when Russia could have sent me a good bottle of vodka.” 

16.  “Can we have this conversation when you aren’t upset?” 

17. “Come over here and make me, why don’t ya?” 

18.  “I am tired of being your secret.” 

19. “Mess with them, you mess with me.” 

20. “I don’t want to sleep alone tonight.” 

21. “ I am coming to get you. Stay there.” 

22. “Are you safe?” “I, I don’t know.” 

23.  “This is why I don’t let myself fall in love.” 

24. “You are my regret.” 

25. “You have to make a choice.” 

26. “Put the knife down.” 

27. “Jokes on them.” 

28. “The way you flirt is shameless.” 

29. “With all due respect, I’m going to ignore everything you just said.” 

30. “It’s me! It’s me baby! Calm down.” 

31.  “Have you lost your damn mind?” 

32.  “Hey, I am here with you. Okay? Always.”

33. “Hold me back.” 

34.  “You aren’t a bad guy.” 

35. “You know we are meant to be.” 

36. “Mine.”

37. “Seriously, you are a manchild.”

38.  “I get it alright! I fucked up!” 

39. “She’s dead! I killed her!” 

40. “You smell nice.”

41.  “I think I am pregnant.”/ “I am pregnant, not helpless. Stop worrying so much.” 

42. “So what if I am jealous? Its not gonna change anything.” 

43. “You owe me.”

44. “Be careful.” “I always am.” 

45. “Take my jacket, it's cold outside.” 

46. “I am not some toy  you can play with.” 

47. “Just play long. Please.’

48.  “I did something terrible.’ 

49. “Don’t hurt the hair on their head.’ 

50. “I got your back.” 

51. "I told you not to get too close to me."

52. "How long?' "Since the beginning."

53. "Touch her and you're dead."

54. "Baby, we are the law."

55. "Baby, don't make me spell it out. You know I want you."

56. "I will always choose you."

57. "What happened? I told you to stay by my side!"

58. "Don't you dare!"

59. "Well what can I say? I am a badass."

60. "Excuse me, I have to go and make a scene."

61. "Before this happens, I need you to know that I have always loved you." 1

62. "No panties, baby girl?" 1

63. "Well you are coming home with me whether you like it or not."

64. "That looks hard. Let's switch."

65. "Saddle up doll."

66. "Like what you see?"

67. "Don't pretend to be innocent."

68. "You're mine. And I don't share."

69. "Welcome back, now fucking help me."

70. "Don't be an asshole, asshole."

[kiddbegins]

TW: suicide, suicide mention, guns, bullying mention, death

[adri-2022]

Promise

Fandom: Chicago PD

Characters: Jay Halstead x FemReader / Olivia "Liv" Halstead

Warnings: fluff/ platonic

Word count: 1745

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A/N: Hello guys. So I’m not entirely in love with this, I’m sorry if it’s not that good and I'm sorry for being a little disconnected. As Olivia "Liv" Halstead is Maggie Elizabeth Jones. Hope everyone likes this original idea.

Don't be afraid to leave your comment!

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Being a kindergarten teacher had its perks. For once you worked with the young, creative minds and had the chance to potentially make a positive impact on them. But other times it really sucked, for example like a couple of hours ago.

You were in your classroom having lunch by yourself as usual. When one of your students Olivia came to you with a troubled expression. Obviously you thought the worst about it, call it instinct.

“Hi, miss Y/N” her sweet voice said as she took a seat in front of your desk. You smiled at her being met with a small one in return.

“Hello sunshine. Are you okay?” you asked immediately putting your lunch on pause and giving your full attention to her.

“I’m sad” she said casting her eyes down, this made you furrow your eyebrows

“Can I help you? We can talk about why you’re sad” you asked warily but gently giving her a sympathetic smile while you searched for her eyes

“I don’t want to make you upset miss Y/N” she said as she fiddled with her little hands.

Why would you be upset? But then again, Liv was probably the most selfless child you have ever met and obviously she would say something like this. Even in her short years of age she always thought of others first, she was a really empathic kid.

“Little miss Olivia. It’s alright to talk about feelings, they are valid, and you would never make me upset” you said in a serious manner as you nodded encouragingly

“Even if it’s sadness, Miss Y/N?” “Even if it’s sadness” you confirmed nodding

“I don’t have a mom for mother daughter day party” she said looking at you with big green doe eyes as if you held the answer to every question. But before you could say something, she continued.

“My daddy said my mom went to a place called heaven and that she watches over me” she said sighing as she crossed her arms over your desk placing her chin on top. At her words you sighed too

“My mom went to heaven too, when I was your age” you said lips tight as you tried to keep your emotions at bay

“Why?” she curiously asked, making you avert your gaze before looking back at her and mustering a smile

“That’s how life works. Sometimes heaven needs more people to help watch over us” you said taking a deep breath

But how could you explain the concept of death to a little girl. You were sure that her dad had done the absolute best at it. Although you had only briefly talked a couple of times between drop out and pick up, and at teacher parent conference day. Nevertheless never touching the topic about Olivia’s mother. Jay Halstead seemed like a really great father to this little girl and quite frankly you didn’t want to overstep. You were broken out of your thought as you heard a little sob,

“But I don’t want her there” Olivia said as her little voice broke slightly along with your soul.

“Oh Liv. I’m sorry. I promise you, it will be better, one day you’ll understand” you said as you reached her side. Kneeling to her height and caressing her head as you hugged her

That conversation going on in circles in your head as you waited patiently biting good mornings to each of your students and their mothers at the drop line. While there was another conversation taking place in a car, as the passenger was getting ready for the drop off at school.

“Liv I’m so sorry I can’t come to your get together” Jay said guiltily as he sighed looking at his daughter through the review mirror. He was heartbroken knowing he had hurt and possibly disappointed the only important person in his life.

“You promised you would come” Olivia sadly said as she blinked rapidly in order to not let the tears fall as she avoided her father’s gaze

“I know. I know baby. But I have to go chase bad guys remember” Jay said turning to look at her once he parked in the drop line. A pained expression took place on his face when he saw her little tears.

“Hey-” he started as he was about to reach for her hand, stopping

“I know…” she whispered disappointed brushing her tears away before Jay could see her, but of course he already had

Before Jay could muster a response the back door was opened, and Jay met your eyes. Big smile on your face as Olivia climbed out of the truck, hand in yours for support.

“Hello little miss Liv” you said enthusiastically but as a response Olivia mustered an unenthusiastic ‘hello’. You glanced at Jay again smiling sadly before Liv waved goodbye to her father still not meeting his eyes.

“Hi I’m sorry. She’s in a bit of a mood. I broke a promise” Jay said as sad eyes followed his daughters retrieving figure.

“No worries. I understand. I’ll look after her, she’ll have a good time, I promise” you said smiling,

“Thanks for that. Have a good day” Jay shared a smile as he shook his head before biting goodbyes

You both had a thing for each other, but neither had made a move upon it. You had always stayed professional for the sake of Olivia and so has he. There were always lingering looks at parent-teacher conferences, but they were ones of admiration. Add obviously the fact that you are his daughters teacher, so being in a relationship would stir up a lot of drama between the other parents including your superiors.

When you entered your classroom all of the mom’s were sitting with their kids already doing the activities and eating the snacks you had brought for the occasion. With the exception of Olivia, who was sitting at a little table all by herself and this stirred something inside you.

In the district Jay was struggling to concentrate and the guilt was eating him alive. The look and the tears that he saw on Olivia’s face hunting him relentlessly.

“Hey, didn’t you have little nugget’s mom-daughter thing today?” Kevin asked as he walked into the breakroom

“Don’t remind me. She’s gonna hate me” Jay said as he stirred his coffee

“Man. Don’t tell me you’re missing it” Kevin asked leaning besides Jay, being met with a hum in confirmation

“There will be more in the future, I just-” Jay was interrupted by the other detective

“Hell na, man. You go do what you gotta do” Kevin started looking at his friend like if he had grown two heads

“Kev-”

“Don’t let her down, bro. I’ll cover for you. Go” at this Jay looked at his friend trying to get his thoughts in place.

Kevin took a deep breath before taking ahold of Jay, dragging him into the bullpen and practically throwing Jay’s stuff in his arms before rushing him out to his truck.

“You go be a dad. I got your back” Kevin told Jay as the latter turned his truck on.

“Thanks, man, I’ll owe you big time” “Don’t worry about it, a beer at Molly’s can work for me”

Guiltily he thought of the brief conversation he had with Olivia and the mistake he would be committing if he didn’t make it. As he parked in the school he knew he wasn’t about to let his daughter be by herself, he wasn’t going to let her down.

Entering the classroom he looked over the heads and tables trying to identify his daughter. There she was on a table gluing something, but before he could move he saw you sitting beside her. Now noticing Liv’s laugh mixed with your own.

“So Liv, what’s your favorite color?” you asked as you colored the paper you had prepared for everyone, but Olivia didn’t respond. As you heard a gasp leave her mouth your head snapped up to her face following her eyesight to the door.

“He came, miss Y/N” Hazel excitedly said before leaping to her feet and running into her father’s awaiting arms, the latter picking her up kissing her cheek

“Hey baby!” Jay said with a smile on his face, as he saw how Olivia beamed happily

“Daddy you came” “Of course, I made a promise remember” he said matching her excitement.

At the same time he walked to the table Olivia was occupying as you stood up looking at them with a shy smile. When they reached the table Liv sat down explaining to her dad what she was doing, to which he nodded smiling with excitement. You took that as your signal to go back to your desk,

“Hey, uh, Miss Y/N” Jay said as he walked over to where you had stopped and turned to him

“Just Y/N it’s fine” you waved him off with a kind smile

“…Y/N-”

“I’m sorry for intruding-” “It’s-”

“She told about her mom; thought I could help” you rambled with a remorse expression waiting as you felt a hand being placed on your shoulder

“Take a deep breath” Jay said as he chuckled, to which you scratched the back of your neck nervously

“Thank you, you didn’t have to- but you did, and I really appreciate it” he said smiling sadly as you both looked back towards Olivia, before you shook your head again

“She’s a great girl, really smart” you said smiling slightly as you returned Olivia’s wave

“Yeah she is. That’s all her” he answered turning back to look at you

“I deeply apologize, the school should really mind what they write. If it was up to me it should be parent-child day” you said as you tilted your head, before Jay could answer another voice interrupted

“Dad. Can miss Y/N sit with us? She was going to braid my hair next” Liv said excitedly as she looked up to Jay

“Sure. If she’s not too busy, remember she has adult responsibilities” he answered looking down at Liv’s big eyes

“She’s not! She can teach you how to braid my hair, dad” Olivia answered. You bit your lips trying to fight the laugh that was trying to surface when you watched Jay’s mouth hanging

“Damn, why do you have to wound me like that, pumpkin” Jay said looking at you to see if you had heard. Shaking his head as you placed a hand over your mouth chuckling.