Hank Voight stood outside Boden's office with his Intelligence team behind him. He knocked once and was immediately let in.
Hank walked towards the bataillon chief and shook his hand. "We need your help Wallace."
Boden didn't know what to say to that, he sat in his chair and waited for an elaboration. "I don't know how I can help you."
"Not you. Your paramedics. Call them in," This was the first time Hank mentioned something the rest of Intelligence didn't know or have inside on. Jay's eyebrows raised but before he could say something Ruzek put his hand on his shoulder, halting his movements.
The unit has been working on a tough case - a case that at some point included them undercover.
It didn't set well with Jay that his girlfriend was brought into this mess. It didn't sit well with him at all.
Boden grabbed the phone and called Connie, "Connie fetch Y/LN and Brett for me would you?"
He noticed the weird look Connie gave him, she too wondered what two paramedics had to do with the best unit in CPD. She stood up and did as she was told nevertheless.
"Y/LN, Brett - Chief Boden wants to talk to you," Connie informed you two. Your eyes fell on Sylvie and everyone else in the common room. You rummaged through your brain and tried to find a pissible explanation as to why he would want to talk to you.
As you and Sylvie walked towards his office you couldn't help but ask out loud, "We didn't do anything wrong, did we?"
"That's what I was thinking!" She exclaimed, "What if this is about the gauze? I told you we shouldn't have used it!"
A few days ago, you somehow fell while going home from work. Sylvie and you decided to take the gauze from the ambo and patch you up with that, and a few more things.
"We didn't use a lot though!" Your debate was cut off as you found yourself outside his office. You raised your hand to knock but someone had already opened the door before you even connected your knuckle to the door.
It was Jay who opened it.
You failed at hiding your shock as you slowly walked into the office. You felt the tension from your boyfriend in waves and you didn't know why.
"You wanted to see us chief?" Sylvie asked, unsure of the whole situation. She looked around the room just like you did before looking back at you. Silently you told each other you'll be fine.
"Yes," Boden said and told you to sit down. "Sargent Voight and the rest of Intelligence are here to speak to you."
Us? You wanted to ask but Voight started talking immediately after Boden said that, leaving no room for questions. "5 days ago. March 11th, the two of you went on a call. Person's name is Henry Smith."
You immediately know who he's talking about. Henry Smith himself called for an ambulance, once you got to the scene you helped him in the ambo and drove him to the hospital where he was operated and the bullet was successfully taken out. You didn't think he would pull through but you gave a lot of effort to keep him alive in the ambo, you even talked while he was conscious.
"What about him?" Sylvie took the words right out of your mouth.
"He's a serial killer." Voight replied monotone. Your eyes immediately seeked for Jay's and your heartbeat spiked up drastically. Many thoughts rushed through your brain. Was he trying to get a hold of you two? Was he planning on killing you? Are they here to put you two in witness protection?
"I... I don't understand," Your voice was shaky as you said those words. Jay himself didn't even know where this was all going. He just wanted you out of this mess. He didn't wanted you pulled into it.
"You two might be the only people Henry Smith trusts," He said that so causally it scared you. "I want you two undercover."
Sylvie almost passed out, you almost started crying and Jay... He lost it. "What? Sarge are you out of your mind??! No! Hell no!"
"Halstead you don't have a say in this I want you clear headed. Don't make this harder than it already is." Hank knew how much this was affecting Jay. He wasn't blind, he saw what you two had. You two loved each other and this was one of the most difficult things someone could put you through.
"Leave her out of this." He wasn't backing down.
"Henry is a casino guy. He has inside on all of us... But not on you," Voight started to explain. "That's why I want you undercover. Find out his cards. Tell us how he plays. He'll tell you because he trusts you."
You shared a look with your Chief, "Who did he kill?"
At your question Voight turns towards Jay, it's clear that he wants your boyfriend to tell you. Jay was tense and uneasy and it took him a while before he spoke up, eyes locked with yours. "His parents. Brother and two sisters...." When he stopped talking Voight incouraged him to continue "Go on."
Jay shook his head and clenched his jaw, he knew you'd want to help after you hear him say it. "He killed his two year old niece and now he's after almost every businessman in Chicago." Your one hand flew to your mouth and you gripped the arm rest tightly with the other. Jay wanted nothing more than say you didn't have to do any of this, that he'll do it all for you.
"He has a list," Voight continues to speak over the silence. "A list you need to get or more people and kids will die."
"Sarge come on-" Jay was ready to fight him.
"No we'll do it."
The whole room looked at you. Everyone was silent. Even Jay couldn't believe it.
You trusted Voight, no matter how much you sometimes didn't like Jay working with him, in this time and at this moment you actually trusted him. You also trusted that Henry wouldn't hurt you.
"Hey hey sir you need to trust me okay? We'll help you get through this!" You told the man before you. You pressed the gauze on his side to take sure to halt the blood flow. "What's your name?"
"h-henry."
"Okay Henry I'm Y/N. Sylvie and I will help you through this. You just gotta hang tight okay? Just trust us."
"I trust you." He said quietly and at that moment his heart beat fell and you were fighting time to keep him alive until Sylvie got you to the hospital.
Sylvie nodded bravely at you, "Where do you want us?"
***
"This necklace is wired," Ruzek explained the gangets to you. "It'll match your dress and no one will even suspect." You triwled the necklace in your hand, it was gold and it had a red ruby in the middle - of course the ruby was wired and fake.
You couldn't help but sneakily steal a glance at Jay. He leaned against the door and kept his gaze locked on you.
Your outfit was casino appropriate. But in other words flaming hot and revealing. If the outfit was under different circumstances - maybe when you and Jay decided to treat yourself by going out - then you would've felt amazing and confident. Now you just wanted to wrap yourself in a blanket and dissappear.
You turn your attention back to the gadgets. "Is there anything else you want me to attach to myself?"
"Nope. That'll be it."
A part of you wanted Adam to continue talking about the wireless gadgets so that way you could keep your focus on him and not worry about the fact that you're going straight into a killers arms.
***
"If you need me you call okay?" Jay's two big hands cup the sides of your face delicately. You can see the worry in his eyes.
"What if-"
"No. Listen there's no what if. If you need me just call. No one will lay his hand on you." As if he can't help himself he pulls back and wraps his arms securely around you. "I won't let him touch you."
No one from intelligence could follow you inside except for Ruzek and Atwater, that's why they also had cops who dressed civil and were going in with you and them.
"Alright we need to get going." Antonio's voice pops your bubble of safety and gets you moving.
You make your way to a flashy red car with Sylvie and Jay walks opposite of you. He walks towards a big loaded SUV and grabs a sniper Hank Voight had already prepared for him.
"Halstead you're on the roof. Kill that son of a bitch."
He didn't have to be told twice. "I won't let him touch her."
Voight placed his hand on Jay's tense shoulder. "I know."
***
"Do you copy?" Adam's voice rings in your ear. Sylvie and you are two steps away from the main entrance. You try to be as subtle as possible while you tuck a strand of your misplaced hair behind your ear. "We hear you Adam."
"Great. You girls have money. Make your way to the table and play. Henry is there already. Kevin is right behind you."
It feels like the line went dead but it didn't. Everyone is listening to what's happening around you. Goosebumps are forming on your skin while you walk towards the table where all the fanciest suits are cheering. The roulette table. You spot Kevin at the poker table and he doesn't even react when your eyes meet but you know that he sees you.
"Do you know how to play roulette?" Sylvie asks, sounding as scared as you are feeling.
"No... But Jay does." You reply.
"Well Jay isn't there right now."
You sigh sadly.
***
Henry Smith looked as dashing as one could possible be considering he was shot over a month ago. He's leaning against the table in his Ermenegildo Zegna black suit. His ash brown hair is neatly set. He looks clean and professional. His eyes shined brightly because everything at the table was going in his favour. Your mind pictures his expensive suit covered in blood and you feel lightheaded.
Why did I agree to do this?
"Ladies," A male attendant came up to Sylvie and you the moment you placed your clutch on the table. "Are you here to play or just drink and have a great time?"
To answer his question you grab two fancy looking glasses from the tray and hand one to Sylvie while sipping the other one as coyly as you can muster. He winks and dissappears in the crowds of expensive clothed bodies.
You glance over to where Henry sat only to find him gone.
Questions pop into your head as you try to decipher his move.
"I didn't know paramedics fancy this scene." His rough hands are on yours and Sylvie's shoulder and his raspy deep voice rings against your ear. He stands behind you so casually you almost throw up.
"Well we didn't exactly have time to chat about our scenes the last time we saw each other." You reply steadily.
"True." He gives in and you turn around.
"Wow look at you," Sylvie says, "You cleaned up nice."
"Very nice." You add after her for effect and see his eyes flash with something unknown to you.
On the roof Jay snorts and tightens the grip on his gun.
***
"So... How much did you win tonight?" Sylvie continues to converse with him while you scan where he's taking you.
"Ah I don't know... Probably a few hundreds."
"A few hundred dollars?" She asks him innocently which makes him laugh really really hard.
"No sweetheart. A few hundred thousand dollars." Both of you gape.
"Please sit." The plush sofa in the corner of the big fancy casino looks like the most private area in the whole building. There are four guards walking around you are making sure no one snoops where they shouldn't. Thats the reason why Ruzek and Atwater are stuck and aren't able to come anywhere near you.
"Jay I really hope you have him." Ruzek is sitting at the bar and keeping an eye on you. No one likes how the situation is looking. "They're completely cut off. I can't get near them."
Outside, Voight cursed at the bastard but still kept positive. "At least he hasn't taken them to the private rooms. Halstead make sure his minions don't see you at the roof. Keep us posted."
"What are you going to do with the money?" You ask him casually. "Buy a car? I sure would. I've been driving that damn ambo more than anything else."
Henry laughs at your words and continues to sip his strong drink that's too fancy for you to even know what it is. "I don't know how you guys do it."
"We don't know how you manage to sit inside your office all day long." Sylvie says.
"It's easy to sit there all day because you're the boss and everyone does what you say." You glance at the black suited gentlemen.
It's easy to order your men to kill your two year old niece so you don't have to feel guilty because you weren't the one that killed her?
"To answer your question dear Y/N. I'm going to use that money to destroy everyone that's bothering me in my life." Bells start ringing in your head and you hope that everyone heard it as well.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that I have a really high suspicion of you two being wired and sent here as bait to catch me. Also... You're bothering me and my plans." Two big guys immediately turn around and reach out to grab you. Both of you know there's no way you're going to make it out by sweet talking and when you see Henry reach for his gun something else rings out and before he can shoot you - there's a hole in the center of his forehead and blood is all over you.
A dark skinned bulky man grabs you in his arms and at that exact moment all hell breaks loose. "CHICAGO PD GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!" Atwater starts yelling, gun pointed at the men and you.
"Let them go and we won't have to kill you." You're visibly shaking and tears start forming in your eyes as you try to spot your boyfriend. You're flushed against the man who has his arm wrapped around your waist and gun at your head.
Up on the roof Jay has his eyes only on you. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon." He keeps whispering. You're blocking the man and his clear shot, Jay knows that there's no way in hell he's going to shoot his shot with you in grave danger.
Voight and the rest of Intelligence pile in the casino and empty it out in seconds. Every man and woman run out together in sync like sheep. Voight stalks towards you, gun in front of him. "I won't say it again. Let them go and you might just survive."
They stay still and don't let Sylvie and you out of their hold. You can hear Voight say something along the lines of "fine it's your choice" before he fires several bullets your way.
Out of fear and pure adrenaline you duck down and somehow manage to escape the startled man's hold. The glass table in front of you broke because of the bullets Voight fired at it - and you fell right onto the shards.
With precise and calculated movements Jay shoots the four men and drops his firearm on the floor before running towards the stairs that connect the roof to the rest of the building. Jay ran like never before, he wanted to be the one who's going to hold you in his arms and tell you everything is going to be fine.
"Hey Y/N take it easy." You don't hear anyone. Pain rushes through your body and you don't know what's going on around you. The only thing that left your lips was the name of the man you love. Jay.
"He was on the roof. Y/N he saved you." You start crying even harder. Who knows what would've happened to you if Jay didn't shoot them.
"Y/N?!" It's enough for you to hear his voice to start fighting against the pain of the cuts.
When your eyes spot his frame and worried face you break down in his arms even harder. While his arms were wrapped around your neck and face buried in your styled but now messed up hair Jay thanked the heavens above for your safety. He also cursed himself because he let you go through with your decision.
His lips found the top of your head, your ears and forehead. And when your eyes met his lips found your own. Both of you melted into the kiss after thinking you might never be able to experience the electricity of it ever again.
"Y-you saved me." You looked at him while he shook his head.
"I shouldn't have let this happen to you," When he noticed the cuts on your arms and knees he grabbed your hands gently and twined them with his. When he raised them to his lips he pressed soft apologetic kisses against your knuckles.
He could see that you were still visibly shaking and therefore he took off his jacket and wrapped it around your shoulders. He didn't let you go because he wrapped his strong arm around your back and upper arm keeping you close.
You leaned into his touch and let him lead you out of the horror filled casino. Flashing lights of the police cars blinded you for a short second and the many people outside scared you but Jay pushed through them and didn't let them touch you in any way. Interrogating that some of them wanted to do would have to wait and the look on his face made it clear so they didn't even have to ask.
You saw Sylvie who sat at the floor of the ambulance while the two paramedics dotted over her for any injuries.
Jay led you to the other ambulance. "She has cuts all over her body. I think some shards might still be in there."
The paramedic nodded, "We got it from here detective."
You didn't like the dismissal she gave Jay and so you immediately reached for his hand even though it hurt you to do so. "I'm staying." He stole the words right out of your mouth. The paramedic nodded and continued to check you.
"We need to take out the shards and you're gonna need stitches." She informed you after a while and then she looked at Jay. "We need someone to go with her."
"I'll go. I'm her boyfriend." Jay left no room for questions or disagreements as he made himself comfortable next to you in the ambulance. "I got you babe. You're going to be fine."
You were still shaken up and you will probably be like that for days, or maybe even weeks. You wouldn't wish this on anyone. You came out of it alive but you knew you were going to be scarred for life. Physically from the shards of glass and mentally. Your brain won't let you forget this, you just knew it.
Eventually the events catched up to you and you let yourself close your eyes and slip away into the darkness. It was so easy to do that because you felt safe and at peace because you knew that while Jay Halstead was next to you no one will touch you.
The ride to the hospital passed in a blur and the only thing that you felt were the soft kisses and safety from Jay.