#shawdoes

[aduckmurder]

I'm s fucji g ti red

[jeanniebug623]

I love your Story Slient as Shawdos!!❤️❤️❤️❤️ Can we get a snippet of Chapter 28?

Of course, my dear, it's a TENSE chapter! I'm going to have to put trigger warnings for this one... 😳😳😳

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“Don’t. Move.” Spider repeated, very slowly. He stared at the unhinged way the Na’vi pierced into the recom’s very soul with golden arrows for eyes. “The kuru being severed is worse than death.” 

“Yup...” Quaritch said as he inhaled sharply and looked at Spider. Did he think this woman – this savage – would maim him? Torture him? Leave him wanting death? Never. At least, not until the moment he felt a sharp edge against his tswin. 

Spider stared into Rey’ka’s eyes. There was a dangerousness about them he’d never seen but what fed that fire was fear and a drive to protect. Him. Her eyes shot down to the bright orange cuffs on his wrists then ankles. She growled again and had no issue twisting Quaritch’s tswin painfully while forcing his head forward until he caught himself with his hands at Spider’s feet. His gut twisted seeing her act this way and, for some reason, Quaritch in this position. 

How many times had he manhandled him that way? Rey’ka that way? Those innocent islanders that way? Mentally, Spider was frozen. Was it seeing Quaritch in this victimized position the problem or that Rey’ka was driven to act this way? His father’s words about not always doing the right thing to get the right results came through his mind... 

This wasn’t Rey’ka...and he knew that. 

“I think...she wants you to uncuff me.” Spider said, watching for any sudden movements from his protector. He heard Quaritch growl and clench soil and grass in his fingers. Rey’ka let out a sharp hiss and jerked his head back, so father and son were staring at each other. “Just do it...! She doesn’t want to hurt you.” 

“The fuck she doesn’t...” Quaritch growled, the pain emanating through his skull from her tight grip. 

“We just wanted to be free...” Spider said, his chest tightening but continuing before Quaritch could spew any savior talk. “And not your way.” 

“You think this little stunt is going to get you freedom?” the colonel asked dangerously low. “I don’t take betrayal light, boy. Hasn’t that made it through your thick skull yet?” 

“I’ve never done anything to you...” Spider said, barely a whisper, "I didn’t even ask to be born...and I don’t owe you because I’m your son...” 

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[sunshinerapmonster]

Shawdo of Blue ☁︎ chapter two - Deigo

"Antonio, I got him!" Chapter Two: Diego Season 1 Episode 2: Wrong Side of the Bars *Trigger Warning*

Olivia ascended the steps to Jules's apartment, Erin at her side. As they reached the door, they couldn't help but notice the chaos that the kids had left in the living room. Elaina took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell.

Emmy and Liam dashed towards the door. "Hi, Olivia and Erin!" Emmy beamed, with Liam peeking out from behind her.

"Hey, guys. Is your dad home?" Erin inquired.

Emmy spun around and hollered, "Dad! Erin and Olivia are here!"

Alec appeared at the top of the stairs. "Yeah?"

"Alec?" Olivia whispered, her voice trembling. "Um..."

"Hey, want to come inside?" Alec interrupted, noticing the kids darting past him into the apartment. He turned his attention back to Olivia and Erin.

"Jules..." Olivia began, tears streaming down her face. Alec's eyes filled with tears as he stepped out and quietly shut the door. Olivia rushed forward, embracing him tightly. "I'm so sorry, Alec," she sobbed, and they stood together, finding solace in each other's tears.

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"They took Antonio's son, and they took one of my own too. As far as I'm concerned," Hank declared, standing resolutely in the center of the room, "Nothing else matters until we get Diego back. Nothing."

Jay turned away from Hank and addressed Olivia, who was seated across from him at her desk.

"Sarge, this whole thing started with Rev and Coop getting their heads chopped off," Jay began, pointing emphatically. "Both were handling mid-level distribution for pulp, right? We know Pulpo's cleaning house. And what do you do when you clear out old furniture? You bring in something new." He grabbed a photograph from his desk and held it up. "This guy stood out. Ernesto Milpas. Ran 15 corners between 22nd and Kedzie until CPD nabbed him in '09," he said, handing the photo to Antonio.

"Yeah, I remember that bust with Jules," Antonio nodded, examining the picture.

"Released last year," Jay continued.

"He was ambitious," Antonio added, passing the photo to Hank.

"Maybe he's looking to climb the ladder," Olivia remarked, her gaze shifting between Hank and Antonio.

"He's the best of some pretty bad options."

"What do we have on him now?" Hank asked Jay.

Jay glanced down at the file in his hands. "POs have an address that's a year old."

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"I don't know how Antonio's handling all of this," Olivia said, turning the corner as she drove. "If my kid were snatched up, I'd be incoherent. I used to think cops under Voight were invincible, and then Jules died. I was holding her hand. You don't have to answer this question if you don't want to, but as a soldier who served, how did you ever deal with it?"

Jay looked away, his gaze dropping. "Generally took it out on those who didn't deserve it," he mumbled as Olivia parked the car.

"I guess we all deal with things differently," she said, switching off the engine.

"There's our guy," Hank's voice came over the radio.

"Everybody, go, go!"

Jay exited the car and sprinted into the building, Olivia close behind. They entered and cleared both sides. Jay directed Olivia to the left while he took the right.

"Suspect on foot, southwest side of the warehouse," Olivia reported into her radio.

Jay cleared a room and hurried toward an exit. He opened the door cautiously, gun drawn, scanning both directions. Finding nothing, he closed the door and surveyed the area. 

Jay leaned against the bridge railing, Al seated across from him. Erin stood next to Elaina, rubbing her elbow.

"Hey, you okay, kid?" Hank asked, approaching Olivia.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm an idiot, but I'm fine," she replied, as Erin comforted her.

"Hey, it wasn't your fault. Trust me."

"No sign of Diego, not a trace!" Antonio yelled, throwing his hands up as he approached the team. "We had him! What the hell was that?" he demanded, charging toward Adam, but Hank intervened.

"Hey, I made a move!"

"A stupid one!"

"Take it easy, take it easy."

"Let's not forget who let herself get jumped!" Antonio pointed at Olivia.

"Hey, I—" Olivia began, but Hank's glare silenced her.

"Detective Dawson, Burgess. You need to see this," Kim called out over the radio.

Antonio led the team down into the basement of the building, each step echoing as they followed closely behind.

"Tell me you got something?" Antonio asked Jin, who was hunched over his laptop. Jin turned the screen toward them.

It displayed a video of Diego tied to a chair, with tape over his mouth. A man spoke in rapid Spanish.

"Translate," Hank demanded.

"Scream, and we cut out your tongue," Olivia interpreted.

The man removed the tape. "Daddy. They say they're gonna kill me, Daddy."

Jay leaned in, pointing at the screen. "Check out the paneled wall. That's not here."

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"Go through these ones by one and see if anyone crosses paths with Pulpo or Ernesto," Hank instructed, handing Jay a stack of files. "These are mine."

"Okay, remember, the red-tabbed files are the CIs who've been paid out, got it? And no, those don't go in that pile," Jin admonished Adam. "You need to keep them separate or you'll mix them up, and you—"

"Jin! Focus," Hank interjected.

"Yeah?"

"What do you have so far on the video?"

Jay sifted through the files on Olivia's desk as she sat nearby. He picked up one file labeled with Erin's name and reviewed her list of arrests.

Misdemeanor Theft

Simple Battery

Retail Theft

Solicitation

Unlawful Possession of Cannabis

Glancing at Erin, who sat to Olivia's left, Jay focused back on Hank's call.

"Halstead, Cheng, come over here a sec," Hank called them over.

Jay closed the file and walked to Hank. "If we're considering a trade, I want you to scout these locations. Sightlines, sniper spots, everything," Hank whispered discreetly.

"Are we really negotiating?" Jay queried.

"Just do it," Hank urged.

"Okay."

Jay handled the camera, snapping photos, while Olivia took notes or made sketches in her notebook.

"Alright, place snipers there and there," Jay directed, pointing at buildings ahead. He turned to the adjacent warehouse. "And two more snipers in those windows."

"Yeah, okay," Olivia muttered, absorbed in her task.

Jay glanced at Olivia, who continued to sketch in her notebook before resuming his photography. "What's on your mind?" he asked her.

"Do you know what percentage of kidnappings end with a successful swap?" Olivia looked up at him. "Just 1%."

"It's just a precaution," Jay replied, lowering the camera.

"Hmm."

Jay hesitated, then broached a sensitive topic. "I have to ask you something."

"Go ahead."

"I saw Erin's file among Voight's CIs," Jay began.

Olivia nodded in confirmation. "He didn't turn her. She volunteered because he saved her life," she explained, handing Jay her notebook before heading towards her car.

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The team gathered around Jin as he listened intently to a phone call.

"Tienen a Pulpo y Ernesto," 

"He's on the move. No mention of Diego," Olivia reported, standing beside Jin with Jay next to her.

"I've pinged his cell to the West Adams tower, triangulating with the city center," Jin continued.

"I want units deployed to all major transportation routes out of the city—Midway, O'Hare, including all expressways," Hank ordered.

"He's at Union Station."

The team arrived at Union Station and split up to search for the suspect. Olivia descended the steps and scanned the area for any sign of Diego or the suspect.

"I see him boarding a bus for Indianapolis," Olivia relayed over her radio, watching them join the line.

"Wait for us," Hank's voice came through the radio.

"MID-AMERICA BUS NUMBER 949 IS NOW BOARDING FOR INDIANAPOLIS."

Olivia glanced back towards the entrance, waiting for her team, but seeing no one, she jogged towards the bus. She approached the female driver, pulling back her sweater to reveal her detective badge. With a nod from the driver, Olivia boarded.

Walking slowly down the aisle, Olivia located Diego and Matteo, then took a seat at the back, on the same side as them.

As the bus began moving, Olivia glanced around and took a deep breath. She could see the suspect, likely armed, amidst the other passengers. She pulled out her phone to text Hank, informing him of the situation and the bus number. A message from Voight confirmed his imminent arrival in 10 minutes.

Soon, the bus pulled over, and the driver announced engine trouble. Olivia spotted Hank's car speeding past them.

"I've called for a backup bus. It should be here in a minute or two. Don't worry," the driver assured the passengers.

Alvin stepped onto the bus, directing passengers to disembark for the replacement bus.

"Alright, folks. Apologies for the delay. Please grab your belongings and move to the next bus," Alvin announced, prompting the passengers to start exiting. Matteo looked around nervously, and Olivia watched out the window.

Once everyone else had left, it was just Olivia, Matteo, and Diego on the bus. Olivia stood, taking a deep breath, and began walking down the aisle. She noticed Matteo's hand moving under his shirt.

As she reached the driver, Matteo stood and started moving towards the front with Diego in tow.

"Policía," he announced, pulling out his gun and aiming it at Diego's head.

Olivia drew her own weapon. "Drop it!" she ordered.

"I swear I'll kill him!"

"Put the gun down!"

"Shoot! Come on, shoot!"

"Drop the gun!"

"Come on, shoot! I'm going to kill him! You gonna shoot?" Matteo taunted, shaking his head. "Nah, I don't think so."

"Cheng, hold on!" Adam's voice crackled over the radio.

Olivia hesitated, then lowered her weapon and grabbed onto a chair. The bus suddenly jerked as it was hit, causing Matteo to fall back into a seat and releasing Diego, who stumbled towards Olivia. She grabbed him and pushed him into a seat just as a shot rang out.

Antonio stormed onto the bus with his gun drawn. "Antonio, I've got him! I've got Diego!" Olivia exclaimed.

She guided Diego towards Antonio, shielding him from seeing the fallen suspect.

Exiting the bus behind Antonio and Diego, Olivia saw Hank approaching.

"Good job, kid," Hank congratulated her.

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[georgewthomas]

Shawdo, Shaniah, Banga Ras - Sauce Anything | Official Video

[t4tdexter]

shawdo the hetch hock

[belovedantonia]

Something is tingling my throat, an excitement. Like if I just freed myself and I am ready to fly, like I do sometimes not often in my dreams. Fly simply fly through the sky and there is nothing else, no other pressing matter there.

Until a few hours ago, I lived constantly with under thoughts of doubt, of who I was supposed to be compare to who I just am right now. That haunted me. Every smile, every party, every friendship. I secluded myself. It tainted every encounter.

Life is strange, you can mix all kind of experiences and live in different ways a same situation. I have had joy and happiness and yet it was tainted. How strange.

Today, my moms birthday I have gifted myself the gift of flying. Of renouncing to all the could be’s and the strange-formed shadows of “possible me’s” who followed me around constantly and crashed every laugh and joy.

Bye bye. You don’t exist here and you shall never. This is the reality I live and I will live it the best way I can.

Those shawdos not only followed me but they followed everyone and everything. Like a ghost city that if what “ ought to be” that shadowed my reality.

I

Let

You

Go.

All those ideas that lived in my head of what ought to be. Goodbye. Thank you for your service and the false sense of superiority you gave me. I renounce to it.

I have decided to live here in the real imperfect world and to see it and love it for what it is.

I hope I can walk with mercy and love and understanding and big open ears. And an ease to forgive and to listen out.

I hope I can♥️

[cursingtoji]

By far my fav drawing

[krpk-remaking]

redraw after about seven months!! heres the orginal post!

[kp9983]

I am loving Shawdo Of The Past and my theory with Shadow and Hangman is that they still love each other which is why even though they are divorced she still has his last name and Hangman would only listen to me and they only divorced because of reasons out of their control and they really didn't want to do it but they had to and because she loves him so much she still kept his name

That's my hot take on shadow and hangman

I can neither confirm nor deny!! I think you’ll be interested to see how their story continues to unfold in the next few chapters 😉 glad your loving the story! Chapter 5 coming very soon

[chaifootsteps]

Same anon from lop's cringe pony oc. found the image a was talking about: https://imgur(.)com/a/LRQKr29

Desc: My amazing and totally original do not stealz oc Shadow Blade. The amount of you that thought I was being serious about this character was amazing "his name is shadw blode and he is the prophesied hero of equestria and twilight sparkle's long lost brother's nephew's grandson he wields the seventh element of harmony, edginess his horn can become blade he is the secret lover of beautiful princess cadance and also shining armor and also flash sentry and also mrs harshwhinny only shawdo blod can save equestria from the darkness his only weakness is he loves his loved ones too much and is super protective and also don't ever steal his hair gel he also laments being sooper handsome and instantly good at everything he does, nobody understands how hard it is to be good at everything"

Protip, Lop: If you want to make a "lol so cringe" pony, don't make him legit cool looking. Love those bone wings.

[niallynwa]

He said it in the zack interview that a few songs can be like the same theme because they are both breakups songs. I remember him talking about it in a interview he did in Toronto. It was 30 minutes long he said he took lines from the album flicker and made them match something with not seeing a shawdo dancing to seeing a someone dance??? He talked about this before about the 2 albums having similar stuff?

Yeah he talked about the shadows imagery here. And he talked to Zach Sang about pulling from the two relationships here. I think it’s a given that some songs will pull from different experiences if they are following similar themes. Plus him actively choosing to parallel images via the shadows dancing. But that’s all quite different than having a song that’s a direct part two to a song on flicker, you know??

[jeanniebug623]

Can we get a snippet of Chapter 31 of Slient as Shadows? I LOVE Slient as Shawdos ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Of course, internet lovie! 💙🐞 This is from the beginning of the chapter........I have so much to write! 😅

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Rey’ka’s scream was drowned out an overpowering cry of his own as toruk flapped his wings with such a powerful gust it knocked half the squad off their feet and increased the struggle to not to fall off the crumbling cliff. It felt like pure lightning shooting through her body as she the strength of toruk revitalized her own. His heart was beating with her own, pumping blood and adrenaline faster and faster through her veins. But for every sensation she felt, it all came crashing down from the assault to her unused sense of hearing. Her unnecessary ears captured every sound as the great sky hunter shared his incredible gifts. 

Toruk’s bond with Rey’ka was threatened by her inability to even attempt a calm and serene mindfulness. She screamed again, fearing that her throat would tear from the intensity of her equally unused vocal cords. She threw her head back in an uncontrolled thrash and toruk mirrored this action dangerously by rearing back on its legs before slamming back down when she curled her body forward while pinning her ears back, trying to cover them with her one free arm. Despite the confusion and onslaught of shouting and cracking rocks, Rey’ka grip on the tsaheylu was strong. More of a grasp she couldn’t unclench. 

Spider watched in awe and terror of what had happened. Rey’ka was...Rey’ka was in pain! Something was wrong! He HAD to get to her, but he would be crushed if he wasn’t careful. She was struggling to control toruk. At least, that’s what it looked like. She was so calm and composed, despite the condition his father left her in, when she faced off against toruk. It was flawless the way she’d faced and mounted him. The way she was prepared to make the bond. But now...? 

“KILL IT!” Quaritch ordered, shouting over the carnage of toruk’s wings and tails flailing around as the ground they stood on fell apart. Easier said than done since most of them only had a small sidearm or combat knife on it. The real firepower was stowed in their packs. 

[sunshinerapmonster]

Shawdo of Blue ☁︎ chapter one -Colombian

"Wouldn't be my first time"

Chapter One: Colombian Season 1 Episode 1 Stepping Stone *Trigger Warning*

"So, how have you been? We haven't hung out in a while!" Erin said, pushing Olivia's shoulder with her hand as she pulled into the police station's private parking for their officers and detectives.

"I've been great, actually," Olivia replied, smiling as she parked her car.

Erin raised an eyebrow. "Any guys?"

"Nope," Olivia said smirking at her

"What is with that smirk on your face?" Erin asked, following Olivia into the station.

"What face?"

"That face you're making right now!" Erin said pointing at her

She chuckled and made her way towards her desk, where she sat down and pulled out her phone. A message from Scott popped up on the screen, saying he wanted to see her. She smiled at the message leaning back against her chair and running her hands down her face.

"You good?" Jay asked, standing in front of Olivia's desk.

"Great," she replied, still staring at her phone with a huge smile.

Just then, Kim and Kevin walked up the stairs and caught her attention. She sent them a small smile.

"Hey, guys," Olivia said.

"Hey," Kim replied, as they stood in the middle of the bullpen

Hank stood at the doorway, looking around the room. "All right, listen up. We've got a name on those dope deaths. It's a dealer named Rev on South Emerald. We're gonna set up a controlled buy – Halstead and Velasco are going to make the purchase. Do not go inside," he emphasized.

"Got it," Olivia said, standing up from her seat.

"All right, before you two go," Hank continued, "I need to tell you all one more thing. We've been doing this for almost a year now, and we need to keep everything in-house. I don't care how other departments run their operations or how you all came up through this unit. This is intelligence – my unit," he said, pointing to himself. "You tell me the truth, so I can lie for you – and if you ever go over my head again, it will be the last time you go over my head. Everyone goes home tonight."

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Jay started pounding on the door, his hand moving in a rhythmic motion as Elaina stood behind him, biting her nail in anticipation.

"Rev! Open up!" Jay yelled, his voice echoing through the hallway.

The neighbor, a middle-aged man with a gruff expression, opened up his door and popped his head out. "Hey! You mind keeping it down?" he shouted.

Jay turned to him, his eyes flashing with annoyance. "Am I banging on your damn door? No? Then go back inside!"

Elaina grabbed Jay's arm, her grip gentle but firm. "Hey, let's not scare him off," she said, trying to reason with him.

But Jay was too caught up in his own frustration. He went back to banging on the apartment door, determined to get Rev's attention.

Finally, the door creaked open and a tall, lanky man with messy brown hair and a scruffy beard looked out at them. "What?" he said gruffly.

"Yeah, uh, is Rev here?" Jay asked him.

The man shook his head. "No, he isn't. So quit pounding on the damn door!"

Olivia's eyes scanned the man's appearance, taking in the stained dark blue jeans and the faded black t-shirt. At first, she thought the stain on his pants was paint, but as she looked closer, she realized it was blood. She felt a shiver run down her spine.

The man was about to close the door again when Jay placed his hand on it. "Hey, man," he said, turning to Olivia. "My girl's going into rehab tomorrow and wants to go out with a bang tonight. And Rev usually hooks me up."

The man looked at them warily, then nodded slowly. "Come in," he mumbled.

Jay was about to step inside when Olivia pulled him back. He turned to her, confused. "What's wrong?"

Olivia's eyes narrowed. "We'll come back when Rev's here," she said firmly.

The man's expression turned angry. "You've been up my ass for two hours!" he shouted.

Olivia stood her ground. "Well, I changed my fucking mind about scoring some H!" she shouted back.

Jay looked at Olivia before turning to the man. "Mujeres," he said in his broken Spanish and chuckled.

The man gave Jay a weird look before slamming the door shut in their faces.

As they walked away from the apartment, Olivia couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. She glanced back at the door, wondering what they had just walked away from she had to notify Hank about what she had seen.

"It looked like blood," Olivia said, explaining to the rest of the team. "And when he opened the door, I didn't recognize him, so that confirmed a suspicion to me. Because if I didn't know him, the rest of us wouldn't have known him either."

"You don't have to justify it," Hank said. "You had a gut feeling and you trusted your gut. So let's go in."

"No, because maybe it looked like blood?" Julie said, crossing her hands against her chest. "That's not a probable cause to force an entry."

"He could have been marinating a chicken and spilled barbecue sauce on his pants," Antonio said, extending his hand out.

Olivia mimicked Antonio's baby voice and scoffed. "Spilled barbecue sauce on his pants." Antonio glared at her, but couldn't help but smile.

"We've got three ODs and they trace back to the heroin Rev's moving," Hank said. "Do you want to wait for another kid to die?"

Julie shook her head. "I don't think we should be rushing into this without a warrant."

"Let's do a knock and talk," Alvain said, standing up. "Whoever is in control of the apartment gets all squirrelly. We'll talk it from there."

The team nodded in agreement and put on their bulletproof vests as they walked towards the car. When they arrived, they could hear shots being fired from inside the apartment. Jay pulled Olivia behind him as they covered behind their cars.

"10-1! Shots fired at the police! 10-1, 5600 Emerald! Plainclothes officers at the scene!" Antonio yelled over the radio.

"Get the long guns!" Hank shouted at Jay and Antonio.

The team rushed up the stairs towards the apartment as people started coming out of their apartments to check out what was happening.

"Get back inside!" Alvain yelled at them, standing in front of the door with the ram and slamming it against the door.

Olivia rushed in first with her gun out, followed by Jay and Antonio.

Olivia walked around the apartment and turned towards the bathroom, where she saw Rev's head in the sink and his body in the bathtub.

"Body!" Olivia yelled out.

"Clear!" Hank shouted back.

"That's Rev in the John," Antonio said to Hank. "Offender must have booked it. Call it in."

Hank pulled out his radio and called in the situation. "Clear the rest of the building, shooters in the wind," he said into the radio.

"Velasco put together a description of the guy you saw who opened the door and see if you can find him in any of our databases," Hank said, looking at Elaina.

"Yeah, I got it," Olivia mumbled and walked towards the steps. She pulled out her notebook and began to scribble down notes.

"That's him," Olivia said, looking at the picture Julie handed to her, and showing it to Jay. "Andres Dias, aka Pulpo, the octopus."

Antonio's eyes lit up as he wrote down everything on the whiteboard. "He's got dual citizenship here and in Colombia. Jules and I had him on our radar five years back when he was working his way up from street enforcer."

"Yeah, I remember his name," Hank said, leaning against a cabinet. "Didn't he beat a double-murder rap?"

"The two key witnesses were killed," Julie said, her voice solemn.

"Was he cutting off heads back then too?" Olivia asked, sitting on Jay's desk.

"No, he must have learned a thing or two while he was in Colombia," Erin said, shrugging her shoulders.

"What part of the city did he hold down?" Jay asked.

"That's the thing," Antonio said, "he was never affiliated with any faction. Nobody knew his real script. He was just in it for the money and blood."

"Okay," Hank said, pointing at Antonio and Jay. "You two in my office."

Olivia turned to look and Erin shrugged her shoulders and got off Jay's desk, making her way towards her own desk.

After Hank had talked with Antonio and Jay, Hank asked the girls to follow him for a ride. "We need to get some more information on Pulpo," he said. "Let's see if we can track down his associates."

Olivia nodded and followed Hank out of the room. Erin fell into step behind her, her eyes scanning the area as they walked.

As they drove through the city, Olivia couldn't help but think about Pulpo. She had heard rumors about him before, but she had never seen him in action. "What's the plan?" Olivia asked Hank as they pulled up to a stoplight.

"We're going to pay a visit to some of Pulpo's old associates," Hank said. "See if we can get any information on where he might be hiding."

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"Hey, I've got a couple of C.I.s I can reach out to and see if they have any information on Pulpo," Erin said from the passenger seat.

"Good," Hank said as he stopped at a stop sign.

"Are we going to see a C.I.s of yours?" Olivia asked from the backseat as she rolled down the window to let the breeze hit her face.

"Basically"

Olivia raised a brow, "what the hell does that mean in your vocabulary?" she asked, "Because they are either your C. I or they aren't"

Hank chucked, "I got big plans for both of you now stay in the car," he said getting out of the car.

"Nope, we are coming along with you," Erin said.

"Stay in the car," he said leaning against the driver's side window.

"Is that why you brought us?"

"No, to cheer me up," he said before walking away from them to the bangers across the street.

The two detectives, Olivia and Erin, exchanged uneasy glances as they observed Hank interacting with the bangers. The scene unfolded with unsettling familiarity: laughter, back-patting, and the discreet exchange of money. It was a stark reminder of the blurred lines Hank often walked.

Olivia brow furrowed in concern, whispered, "Did we just see what I think we saw?"

Erin, equally shocked, nodded slowly. "Yeah, we did."

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The team followed Hank toward the house provided by a CI. Antonio and Jay ascended the four steps to the door, while Olivia and Erin stood in front of the stairs and Julie positioned herself by the entrance to the backyard.

"Pry marks," Jay noted, examining the doorframe.

"Breach," Hank ordered.

Jay shot the lock, and Antonio led the charge inside, with Olivia close behind.

"Clear!" Antonio called from the front room.

Olivia moved towards the back of the house, clearing rooms with Jules trailing her.

"Clear!" she echoed from the rear.

Olivia made her way back to the living room, where the gruesome sight of Erick's severed head resting on the island greeted them.

"Next head I better see is Pulpo," Hank growled, his eyes scanning the scene.

Blood was splattered across the house, with the kitchen floor bearing the lifeless, headless body.

"I wonder what the process of cutting a head off is?" Olivia mused aloud, almost to herself.

"For what?" Erin asked, standing next to her, curiosity piqued.

"Oh, you know, when Eddie pisses me off," Olivia replied with a nonchalant shrug.

Erin chuckled, "Just make sure you don't leave fingerprints so the case can go cold."

"Please, Hank will have my back," Olivia said, flashing Erin a wink. "Wouldn't be my first time"

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"If D'Anthony was right and he heard three voices in the apartment, that means Pulpo must have brought two hitters with him from Colombia," Antonio said, making a chart on the board.

"All right, just get all this information to Lieutenant Belden in Violent Crimes. Have we gotten anything from his end?" Hank asked.

"Nothing," Olivia replied.

"Calls between Rev and Coop yesterday—only one other number called them both. It's a pay-as-you-go drop phone, signals off, but it was purchased at a cell store in Greektown," Erin said, reading off her notepad.

"Okay, Cheng, Halstead, go check it out," Hank said.

As they walked towards their car, Jay turned to Olivia, "How long have we worked together? A year and a half? I believe it's time we start being honest with each other since we've been partners for a while."

"Really?" Olivia chuckled. "I don't have to be honest with you at all, and it's been two years."

"Well, I will be honest with you. Two things: One, you're always driving, and I'm not down with that."

"Seniority rules," Olivia said, glancing at him before turning her eyes back to the road.

"I've been on the job longer."

"And I've been in the unit longer."

"Okay, I've been feeling like a househusband," Jay said.

"Aww, does it look like I care? Now, what's the second thing?" Olivia chuckled.

"What's the deal with you, Erin, and Voight?" he asked.

The car went silent, and she turned to look at him. "We went to prom together," Olivia sarcastically replied, then got out of the car, slamming the door shut.

"I mean, is he your secret dad or something? Put it this way, if I were to ask you out, would I have to ask your dad for permission?" Jay asked as they walked together.

"Any man will have to ask not just my dad but also my three brothers. They should save themselves the trouble," Olivia said, rolling her eyes.

"Uh! Shake it, baby," a guy said as they passed by.

Olivia glared at him and gave him the finger before walking away and entering the dollar store.

"A pay-as-you-go phone was purchased from your store in the last 24 hours. We're looking for who bought it," Jay said, looking at the clerk as Olivia placed a piece of paper on the glass countertop.

The clerk grabbed the paper and started typing away on his laptop. "Yeah. A Juan García yesterday, paid cash," he said, looking at the paper.

"Any other information you can provide us?" Olivia asked.

"No. We're not responsible for background checks."

"True, but it's a fairly common name. There's not a lot we can do with that," Olivia said, tapping her nails against the glass.

"Yeah, you don't tell me how to do my job, and I don't tell you how to do yours," he said, handing Olivia the paper.

"You're Glen Pearson, right? The owner of this place?" Jay said, pulling out a piece of paper from his back pocket.

"That's right."

"You know, it looks like there's a Glen Pearson with a deceptive practice and fraud charge for selling stolen merchandise out of Gary, Indiana," Jay said, glancing at Olivia.

"Oh?"

"That's a $25,000 extraditable must-hold warrant."

"Man, that sucks."

"What do you think—height, weight match, eye color too?" Jay asked.

"Yeah, he matches the description of the suspects, but I would hate to jump to conclusions," Olivia said, crossing her arms and looking at the clerk. "You know what? I have an idea. Why don't we throw some bracelets on him? We'll take him down to the station and run his fingerprints, and if they match—"

"I got a nanny camera here. I can pull some footage, get a picture of the guy who bought it—that's the best I can do," he said, cutting Olivia off.

"Perfect," she said, smiling at him.

The two detectives walked out of the store and back to the car. Olivia looked at the picture. "Just gotta figure out who this idiot is," she mumbled.

A bottle was thrown and broke when it hit the ground. The duo turned around and saw the same guy from before.

"Why don't you bring that ass over to my place sometime, girl?" he said, touching his crotch. "I'll let you in."

Olivia scoffed and rolled her eyes. "No thanks, don't wanna catch anything," she yelled back.

Jay handed Olivia his gun and badge. "Jay, let it go. It doesn't matter," she said, holding his things.

Jay ignored her and walked towards the group of men. This isn't going to end well, Olivia thought.

"Hey, come here for a second," Jay said, stopping in the middle.

"You're just trying to get me for assaulting a police officer," the guy said, walking towards Jay.

"Do you see a badge on me?"

The guy got closer and swung at Jay, but Jay caught his arm, twisted it behind his back, and punched him in the face, following up with a knee to the chest and face.

Olivia winced at the sound of the guy's nose breaking.

"Anybody else?" Jay asked, looking at the rest of the group.

Jay turned and walked back towards Olivia, who was nodding her head. "My hero," Olivia said sarcastically, handing him back his weapon and badge. "You still aren't driving."

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"Colombian authorities ID'd this guy as Omar Rojas, a freelance hitman," Jay said, writing down the name of the suspect they identified from the video footage at the store.

"So Rev was the boss, Coop moved the merchandise. Who's next in the chain of command?" Hank asked.

"Well, that was the problem," Julie said, "Rev was only in town from Baton Rouge for a year. There was no structure to his crew."

"And nobody's talking?" Hank inquired.

"Nope," Julie confirmed.

"All right. When Olinsky gets in, you tell—" Hank was cut off by Al, who rolled his chair back from where it was blocked by a cabinet.

"I'm right here," Al said.

"Anything from your CIs?" Hank asked.

"No dice—something about not wanting to have their heads chopped off," Al replied.

"All right, get Rojas's image out there with Pulpo's, citywide—all airports, train, and bus stations. And keep hitting the bushes," Hank directed.

The team nodded in agreement, ready to disperse and follow Hank's orders. Jay turned back to the board, eyeing the images of Omar Rojas and Pulpo. "We need to track every lead, no matter how small," he said.

"Agreed," Olivia chimed in. "These guys are ghosts, but someone, somewhere, knows something."

"Let's get to work," Hank said, and the team moved out, each member focused on their part of the investigation.

Jay and Olivia headed to their car, ready to follow up on the next lead. "You think we'll catch a break with this Rojas lead?" Elaina asked as they got in.

"Rojas is sloppy. He'll leave a trail," Jay replied, starting the engine. "And when he does, we'll be there."

"Let's hope so," Olivia said, fastening her seatbelt. "I don't want any more bodies showing up without answers."

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Olivia was pinned down on the bed with Antony's weight his hips crashing into her with force. His hands were tangled in Olivia's hair pulling at it as she moaned out.

Her bedroom was full of their moans, groans, bodies slapping against each other, bed hitting the wall.

"Anthony" She cried out in pleasure lifting his hips to fuck him back causing him to groan out as he wrapped his hand around your throat giving it a squeeze.

"I'm close"

"Hold it" Antony groaned out as he picked up his pace and fucked Olivia through her orgasm. 

His hips started to stutter as he felt his cock start to throb he let his body over her, "perfect" he breathed out into Olivia's ear slamming his hips harder into and letting out one last groan as he came pressing his cock deep into her.

As he pulled out both Antony and Olivia were a panting mess full of sweat as they grasped their breath.

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Olivia sat in the car, her temples throbbing with pain as she tried to find some relief by resting her head against the side door. Despite her efforts, the headache persisted, refusing to subside.

"You good?" Jay's voice broke through her discomfort.

Olivia managed a weak thumbs-up and closed her eyes briefly, hoping to ease the pounding in her head. Suddenly, Jay accelerated, causing Olivia to jerk forward in her seat.

"Damn it, Jay," Olivia muttered, readjusting herself as they arrived at their destination. She exited the car swiftly, her senses on high alert as she drew her gun.

"Police! Get your hands up!" Jay's voice boomed, echoing Olivia's command.

The group of individuals they had approached reacted with surprise and confusion. One of them, Adam, spoke up incredulously, "Wait, you're cops?"

Without hesitation, Olivia and her team moved in, guns drawn and adrenaline pumping. Olivia swiftly apprehended Adam, securing him with handcuffs, while Antonio and Julie dealt with the others, taking control of the situation.

"We're looking for a Shane Cameron. Xavier says he's been in hiding since yesterday," Antonio briefed the team.

"Yeah, but he has a flop house over on Addison. Might be worth checking out," Julie suggested, her tone focused.

"All right, everybody vests up," Hank commanded, preparing the team for action.

Olivia retrieved her bulletproof vest from her locker. Julie, adjusting her own vest, turned to Erin with a question. "What's up Voight's ass today?"

"Who knows?" Erin replied with a shrug, closing her locker.

Julie's attention shifted to a card in Erin's locker. "How old is that thing?"

"13 years," Erin answered a hint of nostalgia in her voice.

"Wanna tell me about it?" Julie probed gently.

"That man saved my life, and here I am," Erin said, closing her locker thoughtfully.

Julie turned to Olivia, curious. "And you?"

Olivia paused, her expression serious as she donned her black leather jacket. "I witnessed my mom being killed in front of me. That took me down a deep hole. Hank saved me."

"I wanna know more," Julie admitted, intrigued by their stories.

Olivia managed a small smile. "Going to cost you a couple of drinks."

"Fine with me, a night away from the kids and a juicy story—count me in," Julie said, nodding in understanding.

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Two undercover cop cars pulled up swiftly, the detectives stepping out with purpose.

"It's okay, Lieutenant. We got it covered," Hank assured the old blondie, referring to their ongoing operation. "I'll let you know if he's upstairs."

The lieutenant looked confused. "Who?"

"Shane Cameron. I left you a message," Hank clarified, his voice firm and focused.

"We're following up on the car," one of the detectives interjected, pointing out the urgency of their situation.

"What car?" Hank questioned, scanning the area for any signs of their target.

"Plate match to a black four-door seen leaving the scene of the coop murder yesterday, supposed to be parked around here," the detective explained, his gaze sweeping the surroundings.

"I never got that info," Hank responded sharply, a hint of frustration in his voice.

"Yeah, I must have dropped the ball on that," the detective admitted regretfully.

"Terminate. Pull back," Hank ordered into his radio, his tone commanding. "Targets may be in the building."

Elaina's heart raced as Antonio's urgent call crackled over the radio: "10-1! Officer shot!"

Without hesitation, Olivia sprinted towards the building, her gun drawn, with Hank and the rest of the team close behind. The urgency in Hank's voice rang out, directing them to focus outside.

"Outside! Outside!" Hank's command echoed through the chaos.

Olivia bounded up the stairs with Hank trailing her, arriving to find Antonio by Jules' side, the gravity of the situation stark in his expression.

"Jules? Hang in there!" Hank's voice wavered with concern.

Antonio pointed urgently towards the door, and with a swift kick, Hank breached it. They quickly lifted Jules, who was bleeding from a serious neck wound and rushed her downstairs to where the ambulance awaited.

"You're gonna be okay, Jules," Olivia reassured her, her voice trembling with emotion.

"We gotta move her and get her in the ambo," Gabriella urged, the urgency palpable.

"She's gonna be okay, right?" Olivia pleaded with Gabriella.

"We've got to go right now," Gabriella responded, her voice strained.

"I'm coming with you, Gabby," Olivia insisted, climbing into the ambulance beside Antonio.

Inside the ambulance, Olivia held Jules' hand tightly, tears streaming down her face. "Jules, look at me. Open your eyes, please. You're okay. It's gonna be okay."

As they rushed to the hospital, Jules began to share her story, her voice barely audible. "I became a cop because of Trudy and Hank. She was first on the scene after my mom's restaurant was robbed. She covered me up in her jacket when she found me crying behind the counter after... after I was raped. She made me become a cop, and Hank saved me from going down the wrong road."

The ambulance's monitor suddenly beeped insistently, drawing their attention to Gabriella, who delivered the devastating news with tears in her eyes.

"She's gone."

Olivia staggered out of the hospital, her grief overwhelming as she dialed Hank's number on her phone.

"She didn't make it, Hank. Jules didn't make it," Olivia choked out, collapsing to her knees, shattered by the loss of her friend and colleague.

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