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Will halstead in a delete chicago pd scène

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First, what we thought was last and what actually was the last interaction between Natalie Manning and Will Halstead.

 Chicago Med (2015-2023) 1x01, 7x01 & 8x22. 

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What did I miss here?

WILL HALSTEAD in every episode | 1x02 - iNo

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“Mom, he’s here!”

Bonus:  

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One Chicago Interview

Yaya DaCosta, Jesse Spencer and Jason Beghe talk One Chicago Premieres | September 2018

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Frostbitten Love

Request: Ok ok now you got me jumping on the Antonio train as well 🔥 

Maybe an idea where you're working at Firehouse 51 and you both catch each other's attention when he visits Gabby and immediately somehow bond with each other, but due to bad experiences with guys in the past, you ignore your feelings as best as possible while Antonio always tries to get closer to you. One cold winter might, all the power wents off, leaving the district and 51 in nearly full darkness and coldness. A lot of helpers, including Antonio, come over helping the people out, and after some hours you all get a break and he finds you alone. So he sits with you and immediately cuddles you, keeping you warm, which also makes your heart melt and finally giving into him ? ❤️

Pairings: Antonio Dawson x Firefighter!Paramedic!Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of abuse (verbal, physical, mental)

You moved from there to Chicago when they needed a temporary replacement and once the one you were temporarily replacing came back none of 51 wanted you to leave so after some begging from Chief Wallace Boden, and input from your team members and begging to Boden, you were a permanent member of 51 as a firefighter/paramedic. While you were in Colorado you were cross-trained to be a firefighter and a paramedic and this was your choice but it was also heavily suggested but your old chief, who you adored very much and he could say the same about you, of course he was sad to see you go but he understood that every firehouse wanted you and knew the day would come at some point. He heavily suggested it because when a paramedic or firefighter was out then someone could fill their spot immediately or if the ambulance couldn't make it to a scene quick enough everyone could do what they needed to do until they got there. So, when you got to Chicago and showed this it became a huge asset to them and that caused them to make you a permanent addition. 

As you grew more accustomed to the city and your new firehouse you were quick to make fast friends with everyone and this extended beyond the firehouse, it extended to Intelligence and Med. You got to know them through being scenes or dropping patients off at Med. There was one person on your team that you made fast friends with and you would consider her as a sister, well you would consider everyone as your brother and sister but that is more in the first responder setting this went beyond that. Her name is Gabriela Dawson, she was the one to instantly connect with and she was dragging you to many events and not once you didn’t complain. You learned a lot about each other like she had a brother in Intelligence and she learned that you didn’t have any siblings and that you had just gotten out of a pretty nasty relationship, well all your relationships there were never great though some were good but most were nasty and left you with some crippling fear and some physical reminders of how bad it was. Along with becoming friends with Gabby you grew to know her brother, Antonio Dawson, and you must admit that he was very good looking, you so wanted to become closer to him and you wanted to even date him but that crippling always came back full force and it caused you to stay away. 

You could clearly remember how you met Antonio; he had come into the firehouse looking for his sister for some police matter and ran into you. When he saw you, he instantly became entranced and wanted to get to know you more. He thought and still does think you are the most beautiful woman he has ever laid eyes on and nothing you change his mind. You and Gabby had just come back from a call and Gabby had gone to talk with Matthew Casey about something while you took on the job of restocking the ambulance. You had your back turned to him to where the supplies were when you heard his voice and Kelly Severide’s voice. “Hey, Kelly. You know where my sister is?” Antonio’s voice sounded and it was smooth and you instantly fell in love but you weren’t going to show it. 

“I think she’s talking with Casey but I will go and get her.” Kelly said 

“Thank you.” He said 

“No, problem.” Kelly replied and now it was just you and him in the bay. He didn’t speak but you knew he was still there but you weren’t going to make a move. You had gone into your own little space and forgotten about him until his voice was right behind you.

“I’ve never seen you around here before.” Antonio said and you jumped and turned around to him holding your chest where your heart is and breathing slightly heavy.

“You scared the shit out of me.” You said taking your hand away from your chest.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I’m Antonio Dawson, Gabby’s brother. She has told me a lot about you but didn’t tell me how beautiful you were.” He said, holding out his hand and you took your free hand that wasn’t holding supplies and shook his hand.

“All good things I hope.” You said completely ignoring the beautiful part. “I’m Y/N Y/L/N. I’m the new firefighter/paramedic. Moved here from Colorado. She has told me many things about you too.” You said and smiled and then released his hand.

“Well, it is nice to meet you and I hope it was all good things you’ve heard.” He said and was about to say something else but Gabby came over to the two of you.

“I see you two finally met. Kelly said you wanted me?” She had said pointing the last part towards her brother.

“Oh yes. It was about your last patient.” He said and you looked at her.

“You can tell him. I’m gonna finish restocking.” You said and she nodded and then nodded to the kitchen area.

“I’ll see you around Y/N.” He said and you smiled and nodded and then they went into the kitchen leaving you alone. Once you heard the door shut you turned around and smiled like a fool to yourself. Once the ambulance was restocked you had gone into the firehouse itself and went to the bunk area and laid down. So, you didn’t get to see Antonio leave and you were somewhat grateful for that. As you laid you thought about him. 

The next time you saw him was when everyone had gotten off shift and headed over to Molly’s. Everyone had just finished a 3-day shift and you were very much looking forward to having a drink and then going to bed and sleeping for the next 2 days, not really but it’s going to feel so nice to actually sleep without bells ringing sometimes every second. “So, what is your plan for the rest of your 3 days off?” Gabby asked as you grabbed your bag, she already had hers on her shoulder and she was just beginning to make her way to her car.

“Well, Kelly and Casey asked me to go to Molly’s with the rest of you and I agreed, so that. Then afterwards I’m going to go home and sleep in my own bed for three days and enjoy not having to get up a bell for what seems like every second.” You said and she chuckled.

“I’ll probably be doing the same but I just know that Antonio will be dragging me somewhere.” She said as the both of you reached your cars. Your heart picked up just a beat at her mentioning her brother but once again you didn’t let it show. “You know he has not stopped talking about you.” She said.

“Oh?” You asked and she nodded.

“Every chance he gets he’s asking about you.” She said 

“I’m not that interesting.” You said as you threw your bag into the back end of your car.

“He begs to differ.” She said and you shook your head.

“I’ll see you at Molly’s.” You said and she smiled and nodded.

“I’ll see you there.” She said and then you were getting in and starting your car up and then heading to the bar called Molly’s it's mainly known as a first responder bar but everyone was allowed in, it was owned by Christopher Herrmann, Randall ‘Mouch’ McHolland, who were two of your co-workers, and Trudy Platt, who worked at the precinct and somehow the two of you hit it off, and Stella Kidd, is a worker and manager. It wasn’t a very far drive and you were thankful for that. You pulled into a parking spot close to the bar and under a streetlight. You were quick to get out and rush in like you could outrun the cold that seemed to take over the city quickly. When you were in you were instantly met with the heat and you basked in it until a voice was calling out to you that you recognized as Connor Rhodes, you looked up and smiled at him as he made his way over to you.

“Hey.” He said and hugged you and you hugged you back.

“Fancy seeing you here.” You said as you both released each other.

“Just got off shift.” He said and you were following him to where he was sitting with some of his fellow co-workers, some Intelligence, and some of your coworkers.

“So did we.” You said and the talking, laughing, sharing stories, and cases went on throughout the night. You had volunteered to go and get more drinks and while you were up there ordering Antonio had walked in and when he spotted you, he smiled and walked up to you.

“So, we meet again.” He said and you turned to him and smiled.

“Seems like it.” You said, the bar was busy and considering it is a Friday night you expected it. So, when it was taking longer to get drinks you didn’t mind one bit. The two of you talked and he tried to get closer to you but you weren’t allowing it. When you eventually did get your drinks, you were heading back to the table with him following behind carrying the rest. For the rest of the night everyone laughed and had a great time. Throughout the night Antonio did not take his eyes off of you and when it was time to leave, he was walking you to your car and making sure you got in safely and then watched you drive off.

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It was now December and Chicago was experiencing its coldest winter ever. The pipes were freezing and there were icicles hanging from the power lines and bringing them down enough that it was causing them to make power outages happen, some even breaking. No electricity meant no heat in people’s houses causing them to be without heat. When no heat was getting into people’s houses meant that the firehouse became a shelter. The firehouse being so big and an emergency center meant that there were some fairly big generators and several of them and considering you were from Colorado it just made sense. 

The big power outage just had to happen when you were on shift. You had just come into work and everyone met in the meeting room. There was chatter when Boden walked in and everyone became silent. “Alright listen up. It’s one of the coldest winters that Chicago has ever experienced. Electricity is going out which means that heat is going out and a lot of calls are going to be coming in so be prepared for that. For people that don’t have electricity or heat know they can come here, shelters and the schools are opening up since generators are set up for here, shelters, and the schools. Blankets will be available and passed out and the bunks and any available space will have cots set up. Food and water will be passed out as well.” He said and everyone either gave a nod or gave their acknowledgement letting him know they heard him. As he dismissed everyone and started to set up cots and get supplies ready. As you were getting blankets out you looked up and saw Antoino and all of Intelligence coming. 

“Hey.” You said, you had gotten to know him over the months but still wouldn’t get close to him but that might change tonight.

“Hey, we decided to come down and help.” Antonio said and you smiled.

“Thank you to all of you. We need some help moving and setting up cots and getting more blankets down.” You said and they nodded and then you were telling them where to go and who to ask about things. As everyone divided and went their separate ways but one stayed and that would be Antiono. As the time turned into hours and a bunch of people flooded in and some other first responders and medical staff had decided to come down and help. All of Intelligence had decided to come down and help, a lot of people were split up to help at the firehouse and others were sent to the shelters to help down there. You were becoming exhausted; you were non-stop going and Antonio saw this but even he didn’t have time to go over and check on you since he was busy. After making sure you were doing ok from afar, he paid a lot of his attention to the people coming in. 

“Hey, Tonio!” Gabby’s voice sounded to his ears and he looked up and smiled and saw his sister. 

“Hey, Gabs.” He said and hugged her.

“The amount of people coming in is slowing down. So, why don’t you go and take a break? It’s bound to pick back up soon and throughout the night.” She said and she nodded as they released each other.

“I think I will.” He said and she smiled and walked away. He looked around for you but couldn’t find you so he started to walk around. When he couldn’t find you inside, he decided to look outside so he grabbed his coat and put it on and headed outside and that is where he found you, sitting on a picnic table looking up at the sky. The moon was full so the moonlight hitting you made you look like an angel, in his eyes. Snow was still following and it was following in your hat and that made him smile. He also noticed that you had your issued Chicago Fire Department winter coat and beanie on and that made him happy that you had grabbed it. He stood there watching you for a second before he decided to make his way over to you but you seemed to notice his presence. 

“Staring is rude.” You said still looking up at the sky and didn’t stop until he was sitting beside you.

“You’re too beautiful not to stare at.” He said looking you in the eyes. “What are you dining out here? It’s freezing.” He said as if he wasn’t used to the harsh weather that Chicago threw at them from time to time.

“I needed a break from inside. Don’t get me wrong I love helping people but sometimes you just need to get away. Plus, the weather and darkness reminded me of Colorado.” You said and he smiled and nodded and you turned to look out over the nearly dark city. It was silent for a minute and then he was talking again.

“Come here.” He said and you turned your head and looked at him and he had opened his arms up. You hesitated a beat having a mental fight with yourself and decided that this man had been so good to you and has tried his best to get close to you that you were going to give him a chance. All the months that he had been getting close to you or at least trying to you were falling in love with him.

“What made you become a firefighter/paramedic?” He asked and you looked back over at him and your cheeks were tinged pink despite you being bundled up and you Chicago Fire Department beanie on and him cuddling you. Maybe you were blushing but you’re going to blame it on the cold. 

“Well, the firefighter part runs in my family and I never wanted to break that tradition. I love helping people in need and I love the adrenaline rush. My old chief pushed all of us to cross-train to be a paramedic just in case the ambulance couldn’t be there in time or more were needed on scene.” You said and he held onto every word and you could tell and you appreciated that, none of your other relationships paid attention to you when you talked about your profession. As you sat and talked and looked out into the city watching the snowfall and covering the roads further the cold was getting hasher and actually getting to you despite the heavy winter coat you had on and you started to shiver slightly and he took notice of this. Antonio never once took his eyes off of you and he was smiling hearing you talk. It was silent again.

“Can I ask why you won’t let me get close to you?” He asked and you sighed and looked at him. You knew this was coming.

“When I lived back in Colorado my relationships weren’t the best. Most of them cheated on me and most were abusive to me, mentally, physically, and verbally. After my last one I vowed not to get in a relationship not wanting it to happen again. But then I met you and everything changed and you made me see that not all men are evil. I didn’t want to get close to you at first because of that fear but after getting to know you all these months and you holding me now is making me change my mind.” You were honest with him and he listened.

“I understand but I will never hurt you and if I did then my sister, all of 51, Med, and Intelligence would let me have it. You’ve made quite a few friends.” He said and you chuckled. “Will you give me the chance and let me take you on a date and let me show you that I will never hurt you?” He asked and you had already made up your mind before he even finished his sentence.

“I would love that.” You said and he smiled.

“Can I kiss you? I know it is fast but I can’t wait a second longer.” He said and you chuckled and nodded.

“Yes.” You said and so he leaned down and kissed you softly and you kissed him back just as soft. Sparks seemed to fly when your lips connected and you knew this relationship would be different. You don’t know why you waited for months. Maybe part of you wanted to protect you from getting hurt again and maybe it was the trauma that kept you from being loved. This kiss undid everything and you found safety within him. You’ve made up your mind and you were going to let him show you how it is to be loved and how a guy could be a great boyfriend to his girlfriend. 

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I Promised You Forever | Jay Halstead

⚠️ THIS IS A REPOST FROM MY MAIN BLOG @/DLMLUFICS.

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

Request: From anon

Fic Type: Imagine

Warnings: A little angst. A little fluff. Mentions of a shooting and surgeries.

Word Count: 945

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“Get to Med… Jay’s been shot.” 

As she waits in the waiting room at Gaffney Chicago Medical Center, the sound of her sergeant’s words echoes in her ears. Her heart is racing, her knee is bouncing, her hands are trembling, and dried up tear streaks run down her face. She feels like she’s been sitting in the room for an eternity, waiting for any news about her husband’s condition. He was already in surgery by the time she got at the hospital, which was a little more than two hours ago.  

“Y/N!” she hears her partner, Kim Burgess, call out as she approaches her. When the brunette reaches her, she embraces her tightly. 

After Jay and Y/N revealed their relationship to Voight, the two women became partners. They’ve been like sisters since they went through the academy together, and they got even closer after Y/N and Hailey Upton were transferred to Intelligence after Erin Lindsey left.  

“Has there been any news?”  

“I haven’t heard anything; Will just went to see if he can get an update,” she says before breaking down again. “I can’t lose him, Kim,” she cries into the shoulder of her best friend. “I can’t do it without him. We just got married. I can’t be without him.”  

“Jay’s strong; he’ll get through this,” Kim reassures her as she rubs her back and squeezes her even tighter; it crushes her heart to see her best friend and chosen sister like this. 

“Did you get the person who shot him?” she says, pulling away from Kim and angrily wiping away the fresh set of tears that are falling.  The anger in eyes and voice wasn’t intended for her partner, or Adam who had been with Jay at the time of the shooting, or the rest of their team but at the guy who fired the gun at her husband and shot him. She begged Hank to give her five minutes with the person when they apprehended him, but Hank ordered her to stay at the hospital because that’s where she needed to be the most and swore he wouldn’t go easy with the guy. 

Kim replies, moving to sit in the chair next to the one she was in, “He’s in custody. Voight’s making his life a living hell, I’m sure of it.”  

She sits back down next to her and asks, “How’s Ruz?”  

“He’s blaming himself,” Kim replies. “He’ll be here when he’s cleaned himself up, and the others will be here after they’ve finished with the interrogation.”  

She nods, letting Kim know she heard her. 

Minutes pass as they sit in quiet, Kim holding her hand and reminding her that she is not alone. Will eventually returns and informs her that there haven’t been any updates just yet before he leaves once more to grab them all some coffee.  

Just as Will comes back with Adam following behind him, the surgeon walks into the waiting room. 

As he approaches, Y/N and Kim get to their feet. As the doctor begins to talk, Will moves to stand next to his sister-in-law. “Surgery went smoothly. We removed the bullet, stopped the bleeding, and repaired the damage the bullet caused. Jay will make a full recovery, but he will need to take it easy for some time.”  

Y/N exhales with relief, “I’ll make sure he does. Can we see him?”  

“Two at a time,” the doctor says with a nod.  

“Adam and I will go update everyone,” Kim says to her and Will before exiting the waiting room with Adam.  

The doctor leads Will and Y/N to the room where Jay has been moved. Jay opens his eyes and looks sleepily at his wife and brother as soon as they enter the room.  

“Oh, baby,” Y/N breathes as she walks over to his bed and takes his hand in hers, looking at him with tenderness. “Please don’t put me through that again.”  

“I can’t make any promises,” he says drowsily with a small smile. He raises her hand and kisses the back of it.  

“How are you feeling?” Will asks as he stands beside Y/N.  

Jay jokes with a slight smirk on his lips, “Like I was shot.  

Y/N scowls at him, not in the mood for jokes right now, and says, "Don’t joke.” 

“You love me, and you know it,” he gives her a small smile letting her know he’s teasing her.  

“I need to get back to work, but I’ll stop by after my shift,” Will tells his brother, stopping Y/N from that is retaliating. “I’ll make sure to bring you some decent food.”  

“Thank you, Will,” she says as he exits the room. Looking back at her husband, she sits on the edge of the hospital bed, clutching his hand on her lap. “I was so scared I would lose you.”  

“I’m not going anywhere,” he assures her. “We still have a lot to do together.”  

She leans down and gives him a soft kiss while whispering, “I love you.”  

“I love you too,” he replies as he kisses her again. “Now, come lie down with me.” 

“You’ve just gotten out of surgery. I don’t want to cause you more pain.”  

“They’ve got me on the good stuff, honey, and after what I just went through, all I want to do is hold my wife and remind her that us Halstead’s aren’t easy to take down,” he says and pulls her close to him, moving them so she can lay down beside him.  

With his arm across her shoulders and her head on his, he presses a kiss to her forehead and whispers, “I promised you forever. I’m keeping that promise.” 

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Will Halstead: Guitar 

I needed to write some fluff after all the angst I’ve been writing lately. The song used is Body is a Wonderland by John Mayer. This was inspired by 2x8 of med (I think/ish) That singing did all the right things for me. 

Warning: Slight NSFW content at the end (a paragraph or so).  

You hadn’t meant to snoop. You were only in his closet because you were looking for something soft to wear. You weren’t going to put back on that slinky dress or your ruined panties. And honestly, it was Will’s fault. If he didn’t want you digging around in his closet he shouldn’t have disappeared before you got up. This thing between the two of you was new and labelless. Dating, screwing, or just a casual thing- you didn’t know.  

You did know that this- whatever this was- was a common enough occurrence that you felt comfortable enough to pillage through his closet. You fingered a few shirts before stopping at a soft well-worn sweatshirt. You pull it off its hanger and the smell of Will’s detergent and cologne floods your senses. It’s plain olive green with a Chicago Med logo on the breast. When you pull it over your head it drowns you. It falls past your knees and your arms completely disappear.  

That is when you see it out of the corner of your eye. You hum to yourself as your hand grabs the neck of the acoustic guitar. It was well-loved and worn. You carry it back to the bed. You sit down setting it awkwardly on your lap. You had tried to pick up the art of playing a few times before with little luck. You had learned five chords before you had waved the white flag of surrender. You remember two maybe three.  

You wiggled your fingers before pressing them onto the strings. When you stroke the strings, you wince. Even you know that sound isn’t right. You make a face chewing on your lip. You were about to put it back when a voice stopped you. “Flip your fingers.” Will was standing in the doorway, a bag in one hand, a warm smile on his face. The other was held up in front of him alternating his index and middle finger. You look back down at your hand and change the position of your fingers. You look back up at him and he nods encouragingly. You stroke the strings again and a rough but much more pleasant sound follows. “There you go,” 

You look back up at him guiltily. “Sorry,” 

“It just takes practice.” Your eyebrows furrow before you laugh shaking your head.  

“No, not the bad playing. I mean for-” You gesture to the guitar on your lap. He smiles again as he sits on the bed next to you. He holds his hand out.  

“May I?” 

“I mean since it is yours.” He takes the guitar in one hand while offering you the bag from the other. The smell of the bag hits you and you moan in delight when you register its donuts from the bakery a few blocks down. He chuckles at your excitement as you take a bite. He starts strumming and you look up at him. You are surprised when he starts singing in a smooth light voice. 

“We got the afternoon 

You got this room for two 

One thing I’ve left to do 

Discover me 

Discovering you 

One mile to every inch of  

Your skin like porcelain 

One pair of candy lips and 

Your bubblegum tongue 

And if you want love 

We’ll make it 

Swim in a deep sea 

Of blankets 

Take all your big plans 

And break ‘em 

This is bound to be awhile. 

Your body is wonderland 

Your body is a wonder, I’ll use my hands 

Your body is a wonderland” 

His brown eyes are warm as he looks at you. You are caught in the moment, drawn into him like a moth to light. Your soul absorbs the words as your mind reminds you it is just a song. He’s just playing a song; it doesn’t mean he means the words. Even if he does... it was purely in a sexual way...right? 

His hand grips the neck to stop the sound. He is still staring at you with those memorizing eyes. “Wow,” You breathe. “I did not expect that from you.” You glance at your lap before flicking your gaze back up to his. “I’ve never been serenaded before. It was-” beautiful, heartwarming, romantic, special, memorizing- “-sexy.” His eyes darkened and you leaned forward stealing a kiss and then another. He set the guitar down and cupped your cheek overtaking the kiss. His mouth tasted like bitter black coffee.  

“Oh yeah?” You murmur your agreement against his lips. His caresses are slow and soft. His fingers tighten on your waist pulling you up and over his lap to straddle him. When he fucks you, he does it slowly. Purposefully. His thrust is deep and rhythmic. His attention focused on your pleasure. He keeps eye contact with you. You watch the emotions flicker in his brown eyes. After a while...  

It feels like he’s not fucking you at all. 

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Chicago Fire 8x04 | Infection pt. 1

Matt Casey & Will Halstead

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Hey I was one of the winners too could I request smut 5 and fluff 6? I think you’re really talented and I love your writing🫶🏻❤️

Don’t know if one shots are open for everyone or just for the winners if you need proof I will send it to you in your dm's

Thank you so much for the lovely feedback! I'm thrilled you enjoy these stories 💛

Finally had some time to get this written so I really hope you enjoy!

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Prompts: “It can't be that bad...can it?" and "Can you feel what you're doing to me?"

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Language, Smut [18+ Only]

“Stop squirming.”

With a huff of irritation Kate reluctantly fell still, her hips encased by Hank’s strong, denim-clad thighs as he sat behind her on the couch, nimble fingers prodding at the tender flesh of her upper arm before slowly peeling away the medical tape that held a pad of thick gauze to her skin. 

When Hank hissed through his teeth as he lifted the gauze away from the sutured wound on her bicep, Kate craned her neck in mild panic in an effort to get a glimpse of her injury.

“Oh come on, it can’t be that bad…can it?” She asked, her eyes widening slightly when he failed to answer but her attempt to twist in his grasp was thwarted by a firm yet gentle grip on her elbow.

Ever since she had returned home from Chicago Med after battling with a knife-wielding maniac in a marginally successful drug bust, Hank had been hovering like an overbearing mother hen, steadfast in his refusal to let her undertake any activity that could risk pulling her stitches. As adorable as it was for the first few hours, by the second day of him refusing to let her step foot into district or even lift a damn kettle, Kate's patience was running thin.

“For fuck sake Hank, will you just let me-“

The brief glance she’d managed to get at her shoulder told her that the flesh was an unattractive shade of purple, the two edges of the deep knife wound red and swollen as her skin began to knit back together but he cut her off before she was able to arch away from his body to get a closer look. 

“I said, stop squirming.”

His deep, gritty command combined with the strong arm encircling around her waist had the desired effect in stilling any further movement but it also bought their bodies even closer together, his firm torso now pressing against the length of her spine. 

The effect he had on her was remarkable. Even the most platonic of touches had desire zinging through her like electrical currents, her nerve endings already so finely attuned to the sensation of his skin against hers. It was as though her body was connected to his by some kind of ethereal tether and, despite the layers of fabric between them, the growing bulge pressing against the base of her spine was unmistakeable. 

They both sensed the palpable change in the air but it soon became evident that Kate had felt her boyfriend’s interest when she inched backwards into his embrace with a quiet hum, her mouth tugging into a wry grin when she felt his lips touch the bare skin at the base of her neck. 

“Can you feel what you’re doing to me?” He growled, palms sliding along her arms as he pressed a series of hot kisses to the nape of her neck, “That’s why I need you to keep still.”

He had purposely kept his distance over the last couple of days, not willing to entertain the risk her re-injuring herself but, as he was slowly learning, it wasn’t possible to deter Katherine Meadows when she had set her mind on something.

Turning in his arms, Kate pointedly ignored his disapproving expression in favour of bracing her hands on his shoulders, shuffling forwards until her knees were bracketing his lean hips. Despite his reticence, the moment her warm, lithe body settled in his lap, Hank’s hands instinctively slipped beneath the hem of his well-worn grey t-shirt to settle on her waist, torn between pulling her closer and easing her away from the prominent bulge in his jeans. 

Bright hazel eyes gazed down at deep russet, her fingers toying with the short strands at the back of his head as she leaned in to brush her lips against his in a sweet, gentle kiss. Tracing a path along the sharp line of his jaw, Kate paused briefly to lick a teasing stripe along the shell of his ear, her mouth tugging in to an impish grin when he failed to contain a shiver at her ministrations. 

“And I need you to fuck me.”

His body tensed beneath her for a few long beats and Kate wondered if he was really planning to hold out on her until she got her stitches removed but, when his hand slipped out from under her shirt to grasp a handful of honeyed curls and drag her mouth towards his, she found herself feeling oddly grateful that he only had enough blood volume to operate one head at a time.

“Such a dirty mouth.” He muttered in between lusty kisses, his hips involuntarily canting upwards in response to the sharp sting of Kate’s nails digging half-moon crescents into the flesh of his neck. 

The hand not buried in her hair began to roam over the expanse of her back, tracing a meandering path along her ribs towards her bare chest, the pad of his thumb brushing the silky skin below the stiff peak of her nipple. 

Her head fell backwards with a tight whine of pleasure, exposing the smooth column of her throat to his questing lips. As much as she thoroughly enjoyed his ministrations, Kate was never one to remain passive when she had him at her mercy and so, whilst he was busy admiring the trail of dusky marks his mouth had left behind, Kate’s hands fell to the waistband of his jeans, fingers tugging at impatiently at the worn leather. 

Much to her relief Hank gave no further resistance and, by the time she had unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, his hand had burrowed beneath the elastic of her thin cotton shorts and his fingers were tracing abstract shapes on her inner thigh, dangerously close to her slick centre. The only reason she tolerated his teasing was because she knew that that the reward would be more than worth it when it finally came but, as ridiculous at it sounded, two days without him and left her somewhat touch starved. 

Before Hank she had gone months without sex and, quite frankly, she hadn’t really missed it. But there was something about intimacy with him that made her wild with need and, as she hovered above him, her hands in his boxers and the pads of his fingers edging ever-closer to the apex of her thighs, she realised that perhaps her addiction wasn’t to sex at all. Her addiction was to him, the way he made her feel when he touched her…and that was arguably way more dangerous than simply craving an orgasm. 

But all thoughts of her life choices (questionable or otherwise) fell by the wayside when he finally took pity on her and dragged his index finger through her soaked folds, taking a moment to coat his digit in her arousal before gently slipping it inside of her. Without much conscious thought, Kate’s hips intuitively began to match his slow, lazy movements and, when one finger became two, the delicious stretch had Kate’s hips jerking erratically in search of more friction. 

“You wanna come like this? Fucking my fingers?” He husked, using the hand in her hair to anchor her body to his as she writhed against him but, even with such little space between them, Kate was still able to manoeuvre him from the confines of his jeans with practised ease.

“N-no…please…need you inside me.” 

He was already rock hard and leaking with excitement, physically throbbing with need as she stroked him from base to tip but her breathless plea had him abandoning his plan to make her beg for his cock, swiftly withdrawing his fingers, yanking her flimsy shorts tot he side and lining himself up with her soaking entrance.

Still conscious of her injury, Hank gently took her wrists and placed her forearms on the back of the sofa behind his head before settling his hands on the curve of her waist, drawing her body down as his hips jacked up from the couch beneath him. Her groan of pleasure echoed off of the walls of her apartment when the wide head of his cock dragged along her sensitive walls with every deep, measured thrust, her eyes snapping closed in an effort to stave off the inevitable.

Sure enough, the inevitable hit her like a freight train the moment he slipped a hand between them to draw firm circles around her throbbing bundle of nerves, a kaleidoscope of colours erupting behind her eyelids as her body quaked in his arms. Hank was right there with her, managing a handful of powerful thrusts before reluctantly withdrawing from her tight heat with a guttural grunt, painting both her and himself with ribbons of white hot release before Kate's protesting muscles finally gave way and she collapsed against his chest in a boneless heap.

Neither moved for a few long moments, both breathing heavy in a bid to regulate their rapid heart rates but eventually Kate lifted her head to nuzzle her face against his neck, peppering featherlight kisses to his damp skin.

"This is what happens when you deprive me." She muttered against his throat, her mouth tugging in to a coquettish grin when his chest vibrated beneath her cheek with a quiet chuckle.

"I'll keep that in mind."

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Newborn

Pairing: Evan Hawkins x reader

Summary: Evan didn't think he could be any happier, but that all changes when he gets to hold his newborn son in his arms

Requested: Yes, by anonymous

Warnings: mentions of c-sections/surgery

Word Count: 1,165

"Hey beautiful," Evan greeted and peaked him head into our bedroom. "You up yet?"

"No," I grumble sleepily from where I was snuggled up in blankets. "I don't want to get up."

"But you have to get up," Evan retorted and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Today's the day! We're finally gonna get to meet our little munchkin!"

"Please stop calling the baby that," I beg. "I'm only excited for today because we'll finally give the baby a name, and then you don't have to use that ridiculous nickname."

"You secretly love it," Evan teased and leaned down to press a kiss to my forehead. "Now come on and get up. We've gotta be at the hospital in like an hour."

"Ugh," I groan and sit up. "All right. I'll get ready then."

"How are you not as excited as me right now?" Evan asked. "I'm freaking out!"

"I am excited, honey. Seriously," I assure him and send a small smile his way. "I'm just not excited for this surgery."

"I get that," Evan confessed and put his face down by my swollen stomach. "You just had to make things difficult, didn't you?"

"Babies are breech all the time, Ev," I notify him. "It's actually pretty common. But I'm glad the date is finally here because in a few months I can get back to work!"

Evan laughed. "You and your work, Y/n. You're a workaholic!"

"I'm not a workaholic. I just love my job!" I defend.

I was working as a firefighter at Firehouse 51 on Squad 3 when Evan and I had met. He had worked with Violet on Ambulance 61 for a few shifts while Sylvie was off in Oregon visiting Matt. We hit things off right away, and the rest was history. I hadn't been able to work on Squad 3 since I found out I was pregnant, so it's been about 9 months. Luckily, Chief Boden let me work in the office with Kylie so that I could still be around everyone.

"I know you do, Y/n," Evan confirmed and hopped off the bed. "I've got all of the hospital bags downstairs by the door, so as soon as you're ready, we can head to the hospital."

In no time, I was all dressed and got myself situated in the passenger seat of the car. Evan loaded the rest of our things into the backseat, and within half an hour, I was set up in my hospital room in the labor and delivery wing of Chicago Med. I was on my phone when Evan walked in with the ice chips I had asked for, and he set them down on the tray next to my bed.

"Thanks," I murmur and continuing typing away at the keypad on my phone.

"Who are you texting?" Evan inquired.

"I was texting my mother that we got to the hospital. But then Stella texted the group chat with me, Sylvie, and Vi, and now they're blowing it up with messages on how excited they are to meet the baby. The amount of emojis being used right now...." I trailed off and placed my phone on the table next to me. "I need a break."

"I think I can provide a distraction from that. Since the moment's finally here, what do you think? Boy or girl?" Evan posed.

"I know that you and all of the guys at 51 want it to be a boy," I bring up. "And the fact that your side of the family is mostly guys only helps with that."

"But?" Evan prompted.

"But nothing. I'd be happy with either," I admit. "I think a girl would be easier, especially if I'm gonna be doing this whole parenting by myself for the first few months."

"Whoa whoa whoa," Evan interrupted. "What gave you the idea that you'd be doing this all alone?"

"Well I just figured that it'd be hard for you to take all that time off," I reason.

"Y/n, you and I are in this together. I already put in time off for the first week after the baby is born, and after that I'll only be going in 3 days a week instead of 5 with shortened hours," Evan informed me.

"You're the best, Ev. I love you," I say and lean over to peck his lips.

"I love you too," Evan returned. "Not get some rest. You're gonna need it. That means you too, munchkin."

A Few Hours Later........

"You doing okay?" Evan asked from where he was seated next to my head in the operating room.

"Yeah," I reply. "I'm good. Are you okay? You look like you're about to start bouncing off the walls."

"I might just do that," Evan revealed jokingly as his foot tapped anxiously against the floor. Suddenly, it felt like a huge pressure was lifted off of me, and then crying pierced the air.

"Congratulations you guys. You're now the parents of a healthy baby boy," the doctor announced.

"Did you hear that, Y/n? We have a son," Evan gushed.

"You do. And he's beautiful," the nurse told us and placed the baby on my chest.

"He's got your nose, Ev," I note as I held the baby against me.

"That he does," Evan agreed and pressed a kiss to my head.

The next hour or so was a blur. The rest of the surgery went by pretty quickly, and before I knew it, we were back in the recovery room excited to spend time with our newborn. The nurse wheeled our son into the room and placed him into my arms, and the baby cooed softly.

"You guys have a beautiful son," the nurse asserted.

"Thank you. Um, our co-workers and family are waiting for a name and a picture," Evan claimed and held up my phone. "They can't come in until after work. Would you mind taking a picture for us?"

"I would love to," the nurse responded and took my phone. As soon as she took the picture, the nurse handed the phone back to Evan and excused herself from the room.

"All right dad. Here you go," I offer and pass him our baby in exchange for my phone. "I know you've been dying to hold him."

"Hey munchkin," Evan greeted softly and rocked the baby back and for.

"Evan, we agreed that once the baby was born you wouldn't call him that," I lecture.

"Sorry," Evan apologized and stared down at the baby lovingly. "Hey, James. Welcome to the world buddy."

As Evan was busy gushing over the baby, I was typing out a text message to all of Firehouse 51. They were very impatient, so I figured I should do this now rather than later. I sent the picture that the nurse had just taken, and below it I typed out a text before hitting send.

"Welcome the newest addition to the Firehouse 51 family, James Christopher Hawkins."

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Old Friends

Pairing: Llewyn Davis x Female Reader

Warning(s): Smut, specifically cock warming. A dash of Fluff. Y/n use

Summary: (kinktober 2022 repost) An old friend knocks on your door extremely early in the morning looking for a place to stay. And who are you to say no to him when he looks like a sad puppy?

Word count: 1.9k

~~~~~~ 18+ MINORS DNI~~~~~~

I awoke to rapid knocks at my door and I groaned checking the time.

"it's 2 am what the fuck..." I said alarmed at the presence of someone at my door at this time.

I was suddenly very alert, and I grabbed a knife from the kitchen counter as I approached the door to my apartment.

the knocks came again causing me to start to hold my breath in fear.

"Who is it!?" I called out

"it's Llewyn a muffled voice came from the other side of the door."

I dropped my hand that had the knife in it and groaned loudly opening the door.

"woah is that a knife?" He asked, his eyes shooting down to my hand.

"yes, and I was about to stab you because what the fuck Llewyn? it's 2 am." I said annoyed.

"I know, I know, I just got back to New York after auditioning for a gig in Chicago and I need a place to crash for a couple days, then I'll be out of your hair I promise." He said quickly looking very tired.

"ugh fine, you're lucky we've known each other for so long." I groaned, opening the door wider to let him in.

He gave me an embarrassed smile as he walked in and mumbled a "thank you"

Llewyn and I have been friends since we were kids and I always regret not keeping in touch with him more in our adult years. But our lives took different paths, I became a nurse after doing years of college, med school, and residency, and he focused on his music career.

He placed his guitar case and small suitcase next to my couch and sat down taking his scarf and tattered shoes off.

I felt a sharp pain in my heart at the sight of him. He looked so worn out.

My cat Toast, walked up to him and started purring and rubbing himself against Llewyn causing Llewyn to smile and bend down to pet Toast.

"Hey Toast, nice to see you too. You're so big now Buddy!" he said fondly.

I was honestly shocked he still remembered Toast, he was just a kitten the last time Llewyn saw him. I smiled at the sweet interaction.

"Can I get you anything? Water, coffee?" I asked him.

"Some water would be nice"

"Alright I'll be back" I said.

I went to the sink and grabbed some water, handing it to him and then sitting on the couch next to him.

"so what's up with you? where have you been? it's been a while." I asked him.

"Nothing much, same old same old." he said softly.

I cleared my throat awkwardly as he sipped his water and I looked at him, taking in his appearance.

He was just as handsome as the last time I saw him, if not more, the harsh conditions of life seemed to be beating on him but I was grateful he was still here and kicking back at life after what happened with...

I shook my head and sighed.

I didn't feel like re-kindling my old childhood feelings for the man so I sighed and got up.

"I'll get you a pillow and a blanket, the couch is a pullout, just move the coffee table to a side." I said to him.

He nodded, rising to his feet as well and he started to move the coffee table.

I went to my room and grabbed a pillow and went into my closet, grabbing a blanket before making my way back to the living room.

"Here ya go Llewyn." I said handing him the pillow and blanket.

He smiled at me graciously and grabbed the blanket and the pillow , placing it on his makeshift bed.

I stood there awkwardly while he set it up and he sat down on the pullout and looked up at me.

I looked away quickly as I started blushing and rubbing my neck.

"Alright well, I'm gonna head to bed." I said turning around to go back to my bedroom.

I felt a hand grab my arm and I stopped and turned around, locking eyes with Llewyn.

My heart started beating rapidly and I held my breath, getting lost in his sad brown eyes that held so many different unreadable emotions right now.

"Hey, it's really great to see you again y/n." He said.

"Same here." I breathed out before slipping my hand out of his and quickly speed walking to my room and closing the door behind me.

I pressed my back against the door and slid down, putting my head in my hands.

Holy fuck, so much for pushing the feelings away...

After a minute, I let out a deep breath.

He's only a man y/n calm down.

I chuckled softly at myself before slipping under the covers back into bed.

I drifted off to sleep, he would probably be off to some gig tomorrow morning and I won't even be seeing him...

I woke up, yet again, to soft knocking on my door.

I raised my head and groaned, checking the clock again.

4am.

Really Llewyn???

"Come in!" I groaned out, and I heard the door open to an apologetic Llewyn silhouetted by the moonlight coming from my window.

His hair was Tousled from sleep and he seemed to be shivering and rubbing his arms.

"H-hey it's pretty cold in your apartment and that blanket doesn't really seem to be helping." He said with a slight laugh.

"Oh fuck I'm so sorry, I forgot the heat was broken, the guy is coming to fix it tomorrow. That's why I have two blankets" I said facepalming myself.

"Uhhhh" I said trying to think of a solution.

The only one that seemed to be logical was....

No.

But I can't let him shiver, look at him, he looks like an abandoned puppy!

I fought back a groan and went against all my screaming instincts.

"Why don't you come sleep with me? There's plenty of room" I said sitting up and patting the empty space in bed next to me.

I quickly started to backtrack at the phrasing of my sentence.

"I-I mean not like sleep with me like, I mean sleep in the bed with me, you know? To like, conserve heat and it's warm and-" I started to ramble before he cut me off with the raise of his hand.

"It's okay, and I know what you meant" he laughed.

I blushed and smiled at him sheepishly.

"I don't wanna make you uncomfortable, I can pull through till the morning, I'll put my coat on." He said moving to leave and close the door behind him

"No wait!" I said reaching a hand out into the air and he froze, turning around. With his hand still on the doorknob.

"I'm not uncomfortable, I promise, please come here." I said softly.

He let go of the handle and walked back Into the room, closing the door behind him.

"Thank you." He said as I lifted the covers for him to slip under

He laid down on his back and I did as well.

"Alright goodnight." I said, breaking the tension.

"Goodnight" he said back Into the darkness.

A few minutes later, he spoke up again.

"Hey y/n?" He asked

"Yeah what's up, you still cold?" I asked him with my eyes closed.

"Nah, I just wanted to ask you something." He said, his voice getting softer.

"Yeah, what is it?" I said sleepily.

"Jim told me you used to like me." He said hesitantly.

My eyes shot opened and my head turned to him.

"He told you what!? I'll kill him I swear-" I said panicked.

"Hey hey calm down, it's okay! I kept bugging him about it, it's not his fault." He said quickly. Turning onto his side and placing his hand on my shoulder.

My skin burned at the touch and I quieted down.

"I just wanted to know if you still felt the same way, because..." He said trailing off.

"Because?" I asked, holding my breath and searching his eyes, illuminated by the moonlight, for some type of answer.

"Because I like you y/n. I always have." He finished.

My breath escaped me and I slapped my hand over my mouth and looked at him.

"Please say something y/n." He said grabbing both my hands and squeezing them.

"Did I just ruin our friendshi-" I cut him off, letting go of his hands and cupping his face in my hands, kissing him passionately.

When I separated from him, we both panted softly and pressed our foreheads together.

I giggled lightly and he chuckled softly.

"Yes Llewyn, I still like you." I said. Rubbing my thumb against his cheek. He closed his eyes and leaned into my touch. It was such a beautiful sight.

He captured my lips in a kiss again and I pressed my body closer into his.

He deepened the kiss and I melted into him, wrapping my arm around him, wanting to be as close to him as humanly possible

That's when I felt his bulge against me and I gasped when I shifted my leg against it and he moaned into my mouth.

"Fuck I'm sorry I-" he started to apologize, but I cut him off.

"No no, it's okay. I want you as close as possible right now, I never want you to let me go." I said.

"I'll never let you go sweetheart." He said sincerely, and my heart fluttered at the pet name.

"I want you inside me." I said softly against his lips.

He nodded as he choked back a groan, understanding exactly what I wanted.

I pulled my pants and underwear down under covers and he did the same, tossing them across the room.

I turned so my back was facing him and pressed my body against his. He led his hand down to where I needed him most, where I was aching for him, and he delicately touched the pads of his fingertips to my clit causing me to let out a moan.

He slowly moved his fingers up and down, Occasionally  slipping his fingers inside me just a little.

"Llewyn please." I whimpered for him.

"Alright princess." He said removing his fingers from me.

I felt him slowly start to rub himself up and down, covering himself in my wetness as well as his own precum. He panted softly before lining himself up with me and slowly starting to push himself inside me.

My gasp of surprise at his size soon turned into a languid moan.

He slowly slid himself all the way inside me and he stayed there, inside me, wrapping his arms around me.

He groaned as my walls clenched around him, adjusting to his size and I let out a whimper.

As we lay they together, connected at the hips I sighed softly.

"I've never felt more warm." He said, causing my heart to explode.

"Llewyn?" I called out as he kissed my shoulder softly and played with my hair.

"Yes baby?" He said gently.

"Please don't leave in the morning." I pleaded, wanting to wake up with his warmth sounding me inside and out.

"I won't." He said reassuringly.

"Promise me." I said.

"I promise I won't leave you. Not today, not ever." He said.

I hummed, satisfied with his answer, and drifted off to sleep with his body curled around me. 

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Surgical Serenade

Request: idk if u still write for him but can you do a Connor Rhodes imagine set in s3 (during the episode at the fundraiser thing) where the reader is like a surgical resident (like in greys anatomy) and her father is a famous general surgeon, so she gets invited and comes in a beautiful dress and he’s whipped, include Ava Bekkers jealousy pls coz I don’t like her 😄🤫

Thx,

Pairings: Connor Rhodes x Surgical Resident!Reader

Warnings: Fluff

A/N: Thank you so much @selswift23 for requesting this!

You never liked coming to these things but considering your dad was a big time famous general surgeon, you had also been invited, every single time. You yourself were a surgical resident at your father’s hospital, Chicago Med. You really liked it there and you really liked the people especially Connor Rhodes but you never were able to spend time with him since you were always busy and hardly ever on the same shift as him.

You thought Connor was hot but he was always with Ava when you did get to see him and you were absolutely crushed but you took those emotions and put them into work. By doing this you quickly became a top resident. You loved what you did and hoped to be good as your father one day, if not even better. You had talked with Godwin and she had said some promising things but you knew to take them with a grain of salt and just continued to work.

As you were getting read in your apartment you had to talk yourself up into putting on makeup and doing your hair. You sighed and looked in your mirror while you were putting on your earrings and your necklace that your father had given you for a gift on your last birthday. You wished your mother was here to help you get ready for this event but sadly she was not and that crushed you. When you were done putting on your makeup and jewelry when your phone rang. You picked it up and saw that your father was calling so you answered it.

“Hello, Dad.” You said with a smile and put him on speaker as you continued to get ready.

“Hi, Baby Girl. Are you almost ready to go?” He asked you and you smiled.

“Yes, putting the last touches on and then going to put the dress on.” You said and you could hear him nod.

“Do you want me to pick you up?” He asked and you shook your head.

“No. I’m good with driving myself.” You said with a smile on your face. Ever since your mother had died, he had really stepped up and gave you his undivided attention when he wasn’t working and you were glad about that.

“Ok ok. Just let me know if you change your mind.” He said and again you smiled.

“Will do, Daddy. Will do. I love you.” You said

“I love you too, Baby Girl.” He said and then you both hung up.

You looked at the time and then stood up and looked at the time. You stripped off your clothing and put on your navy blue dress. It was form fitting but flowing at the bottom. It was backless and the straps were thick but spaghetti strap style. You absolutely loved this dress. You had paired it off with the diamond earrings and necklace that your father had given you on your last birthday. Your hair was done up in a half up and half down style with it slight curl to it but it was French braided on the side and then loose going down your back. Your shoes were navy blue high heels but not too high where you weren’t able to walk.

When you got up from your bed after strapping on your shoes you looked at yourself in your full-length mirror and smoothed it down and smiled. You turned and grabbed your phone and then walked into the living room. You walked to where your handbag was and grabbed it along with your keys and you were heading to the fundraiser.

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When Connor arrived at the fundraiser with Ava he was ready to get the day over with and out of there. They walked in a greeted everyone that they needed to and then they went a mingled about. He was listening to something Ava was saying but was only half listening to her. He fully lost attention when you walked in looking stunning as ever.

Connor had seen you around the hospital and wanted to talk to you but each time you or he got whisked away. When he was going to ask you something, when you were on the same shift, but Ava always butted in and when he was able to break free you were gone. In all honesty he had fallen in love with you at first sight and he didn’t even know your name. He watched you walk in and greet everyone and then went over to an older man and kissed him on the cheek but for some reason he wasn’t jealous. He watched you shake hands with the other gentlemen around you and other man. He had to know your name.

“Connor, are you even listening to me?” Ava said and but wasn’t paying attention to her.

“Who is that?” He asked Ava and she turned to look at who he was looking at.  

“That is Y/N Scott, surgical resident at med. Her father is Jason Scott.” She said and he just looked at you in awe. He watched you excuse yourself from your father and walked over to the bar. This was his chance. He walked over to that same bar and stood beside you completely abandoning Ava where she stood.

He turned to look at you. “Hi, I’m Connor.” He said and you turned to look over at him and smiled and he could’ve sworn he melted right then and there.

“Hi, I’m YN Scott.” You said and outstretched your hand for him to shake and he did and he loved how soft your skin felt. You only let go when the bartender came back with your drink and you turned and thanked him then turned back to Connor.

“So, Y/N what brings you here on this fine evening?” He asked and you smiled.

“Well since my father is a famous surgeon, I get invited to these things to.” You said and he nodded smiling.

“Your father is Jason Scott, right?” He asked and you nodded “He’s a nice guy. It’s always a pleasure working with him.” He said and you smiled you always thought highly of your father.

“He’s a great man. He really stepped up when my mother passed. I mean he was there before but after she passed, he became the mother and father to me.” You said smiling and occasionally sipping your drink.

While you had been talking Ava had been watching you both and was seething. She was jealous. To her Connor was her man and only her man. Connor would say differently. You never really did like Ava she was always acting better than you and you didn’t like that so you steered clear. She watched you both laugh with each other and the little touches you shared. She then watched you both walk out of the room and to somewhere else.

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It was getting crowded in the room and hard to hear and he seemed to pick up on this too. “Hey, do you want to take this to somewhere quieter?” Connor asked you and you nodded as you set your now finished drink down. He took your hand and led you out of the room. You walked past your father and he just smiled at you when you looked at him. What you didn’t know was that he had always wanted you two to get together and fully supported you. Connor led you outside and for once it was a warm enough night that you didn’t need anything to over up. It was a comfortable silence. “Have you always wanted to be surgeon?” He asked you and you looked at him and smiled.

“Yes, my father had help in me choosing that career. Pretty much my entire family was in the medical field. My mother worked in pediatrics before she passed away due to a car accident.” You said and looked down when you mentioned your mother.

“I’m sorry about your mother. She would be proud of you.” He said and you looked up smiling at him. You had heard the rumors about this man but speaking to him now made all those thoughts invalid. You both continued to talk and then you decided now was the time.

“Connor, I’ve always liked you. I have since I started working at med for my surgical residency. I never got to speak to you because we were being pulled different ways or Ava would come and whisk you away. I think I always steered clear was because you two seemed like you were a couple and I didn’t want to ruin that. Point is, I like you Connor Rhodes and I hope I didn’t fuck this up.” You said and he was silent. You really thought you had fucked this up and was about to turn away and leave when he spoke up.

“No, you didn’t fuck it up. Truth is that I’ve felt the same way. Ava and I are not together, far from it. You’re absolutely beautiful everyday but especially tonight. I wish we had more shifts together but I know how it works. You’re an amazing woman and the work I’ve seen you do is amazing.” He said and you looked down and he gently raised your head up with his pointer finger so you were looking at him. “Can I kiss you?” He asked and you nodded.

“Yes.” You said and he pressed his lips to yours and he could’ve melted at our soft your lips were. Fireworks exploded and this is what you imagined kissing him. He may have rumors going around about him but you decided to take the chance and this was the chance and so you kissed him back. You only pulled away when air was needed and you looked at each other smiling.

“Do you want to go and get another drink?” He asked and you nodded again not trusting your voice. He led you back into the room and to the bar. “Tequila Sunrise?” He asked and you nodded. He turned to the bartender and ordered both of your drinks. When the drinks were put in front of you, you both grabbed them and headed to another part of the room to find other colleagues.

He still had your hand in his and you knew people would be staring and you were right. Your dad was looking at you smiling and Ava was looking at you glaring but you didn’t care. You had Connor and he had you. Nothing could make you both happier at this moment. You both looked at each other occasionally smiled at each other and right then and there you knew this was the best chance you had taken and you weren’t going back.

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[themultifandomgal]

Hello hello you wonderful person 💞

Saw your requests are open and unfortunately I'm obsessed with One Chicago.... Could you pretty please do something with Will (if you don't want to write for med, you can transfer it into PD with Jay or Adam or into Fire with Kelly or Matt). Will loves his best friend (female) and she loves him, but they don't that the other feels the same... Some pining, flirting but they think the other just does it out of fun. It's a extremely cold winter day in Chicago with heavy snowfall and Will worries about his best friend so he fetches her from her work and wants to take her ro his apartment because a Blizzard is going to hit Chicago and he wants her safe with him. But on their way a drunken driver sends Will's car into a ditch and the Blizzard hits full force... They can't exit the car and the young woman is hurt (broken ribs and a concussion). Will has to keep her warm and they have to wait for help the whole night. (she's in severe pain). Some drama because of her injuries and Will's panic she falls unconscious and gets hypothermia. Fluff and emotions are revealed 😵😍

Will Halstead- Storm And Injuries

YN and Will loved one another, but both were to afraid to admit those feelings. Jay tried to set his partner and his brother up on dates as it was painfully obvious to everyone around them that they were in love, they would flirt with each other whenever they were together and they would. It had been very cold in Chicago the last week and it had even snowed the last couple of days. However a blizzard was to hit Chicago today and Will wanted to make sure that his best friend was safe, so he picked her up from work at the end of both of their shifts, Jay wanting to stay late to finish up any paperwork he needed to do.

"Damn it it's already starting to snow" YN says sighing

"We will get to my apartment before it comes down fall force don't worry" Will glances at YN smiling before looking back to the road. YN hoped Will would be right, but the snow starts to get heavier and heavier as the minutes pass by. YN turns the heater up in the car when she is jolted forward. Will barley misses a car driving on their side of the road, sending Will and YN into a ditch. The car flips a few times but ultimately ends up, up right.

A conscious Will turns to check on YN, but starts to worry when she doesn't respond to him calling her name

"Shit YN, I need you to wake up" Will unbuckled himself and checks YNs heartbeat and breathing "I'll get us some help, ok just need to you wake up" Will searches for his phone, finding it smashed on the floor by YNs feet. Thankfully the phone wasn't so broken that Will wasn't able to ring anyone. His first instinct is to ring his brother, Jay, but unfortunately the signal was so bad that all Jay was able to make out was that Will and YN were in trouble.

At the precinct all chaos broke loose trying to ping Wills cellphone to where YN and Will may be so that they can send an ambulance there. The storm only getting worse and worse made it harder as phone lines quickly went down. Back at the car YN stirs earning a sigh of relief from Will

"Will? What happened?" The young woman croaks

"Car accident. Can't open the door, but I've rang Jay and he's going to get us out. Promise"

"M'cold" YN shivers

"I know. Are you in pain?" YN slowly nods her head groaning "can you tell me where?"

"Head. Stomach, ribs I think"

"Shit ok. I don't want you to move. You may have a concussion and something else may be going on internally. I need you to stay awake now YN. Can you do that?"

"M'tired Will" YN says closing her eyes

"YN don't you dare close those eyes" Will threatens. YN slowly opens them up again and looks at Wills worried face

"Is it bad?"

"Your going to be fine"

"Aren't doctors not meant to lie to their patients?"

"1 your not my patient. 2 you are going to be ok" once again YN shivers, but now her face contorts with pain radiating all over her body. Will shimmies his jacket off and lays it on her body "I'm going to hold you as best I can ok? It's going to hurt but you need to warm up"

"Ok" Will gets as close as he can to YN and holds her close trying to share his warmth. YN groans tears threatening to spill

"Tell me something"

"Like what?"

"Anything. How was your shift?"

"Made a huge drug bust, got to make a couple arrests. Just a typical day, well except for me waking in on Erin and Jay kissing" YN jokes making them both laugh, but then YN stops wincing at the pain. Once again she yawns worrying Will

"No sleeping"

"Sorry. Tell me about your day"

"Wasn't that entertaining, although I did get a phone thrown at me by a dementia patient. They always amazes me how strong they can be" Will chuckles

"Don't underestimate an elderly woman or a man on a mission" YN jokes back.

Hours pass, it's now early hours the following morning and Will keeps YN talking but the moment he doesn't hear a reply from YN panic sets in

"YN? No no no YN wake up come on. Shit" Will once again tries to get out of the car, but once again fails. Trying to use his phone again he tried to ring Jay but since the phone lines are down he doesn't get through. Tears start falling. Will wasn't able to tell YN how he feels and now he may never get the chance to tell her how much he actually loves her. Thankfully within 20 minutes Will hears sirens and is finally face to face with his brother and Severide

"How you doing?" Severide shouts

"I'm fine but I'm worried about YN. Get her out first" with a nod, Severide runs to the other side of the car with Cruz and Capp. They pry the door open and Gabby is there immediately with a board for Capp and Joe to lay her on and lift her up the ditch to the ambulance. Will climbs over the seats and gets out himself running after Gabby and the others "can I ride with her?"

"Sure jump in"

YN wakes to an annoying beeping sound, but also a warm hand in hers. YN slowly opens her eyes having to adjust to the light. Will notices YN stirring so gets her a cup of water. Carefully he helps her sit up and take a sip, YN coughs a little as the water goes down the wrong way

"Carful. How are you feeling?" Will asks

"Errrm sore. Head still hurts" croaks

"It will for a bit. You got a pretty nasty concussion, broken ribs and you also ended up getting hypothermia"

"Damn. How long have I been asleep?"

"2 days, haven't left your side"

"Have you eaten?"

"Yeah. Jay brought food. Sat with you when I went to wash. YN I need to tell you something. When I was in the car I was so scared, I thought I was going to loose you"

"Will" YN squeezes his hand a little

"No YN I need to say this. YN I love you. I love you more than a best friend. I have for a while"

"Will..."

"YN let me finish. When I thought I was loosing you I knew that if I had the chance to tell you I would, even if you don't feel the same way"

"Will. I love you too"

"You do?"

"Yes. I think truthfully I have loved you since I first saw you"

"Well how about when you get out of here and your feeling better I take you on a date?"

"I'd like that" YN smiles at Will. He places a kiss on her knuckles. For the rest of the day Will stays by YNs side laughing and joking. Relieved that YN was ok and they will be able to explore the feelings they have been hiding from each other for years.