Something Is Missing (pt.I) | Jay Halstead

Something Is Missing (pt.I) | Jay Halstead

It’s part 1 of upcoming series. It based on my book, which is not finished yet so I thought that making it as little series will be better. The series will be something about 5-10 parts long and  I’ll update probably on weekends, but that can change. I’ll let you guys know. I hope you enjoy!

Summary: Reader is Jay’s partner not only in work, but in private life. She has a complicated past and now she’s finding out things that she wouldn’t know.

Pairing: Reader x Jay Halstead / One Chicago

Author’s note: Requests are open.

The longest night in your life, or maybe just one of them. Struggling with breathing, and this awful feeling of not knowing where you are.

It was getting darker, everything seemed so strange. You heard a loud gunshot, scream and then nothing. Just silence, like at normal night. But you perfectly knew that feeling. It was haunting you days and nights, till you finally give up on sleep.

But it was only a bad dream. You woke up immediately, couldn’t catch a breath, tears streaming down your face.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” you sat on your bed, when you felt a touch on your arm. You were scared, that’s why you jumped a little when you felt it. Your eyes followed the hand, to meet your husband’s eyes. Jay was rubbing his face with the other hand, to make him more awake.

“I can’t sleep, sorry for waking you up. I’ll get some water.” he smiled at you and kissed your cheek. You didn’t want him to know what’s on your mind, so that’s why you went to the kitchen and just broke down in tears. You felt so tired and work was just in next 2 hours. Coffee was the perfect match for you for months.

It was 5am, Jay has set his alarm at 5:15, you had only 15 minutes to make you feel more alive.

“Good morning Chicago! Today…” the echo of radio went through the living room. You made coffee for you and of course Jay. He get out of bed right after you and went to take a shower. You were so thankful that he didn’t see you like this. Even if you were married, you wouldn’t him to know some things about you.

He saw this pain in your eyes, but you couldn’t show him how much afraid you are. It’s not a time, it’s not a place to show your emotions. Just not right now.

“You should go back to sleep baby as you said you’re not going to work today” he took the coffee you made and looked at you. He wanted you to take some time and finally rest. To be honest, you thought that you’re dealing with this whole thing by your own, but the truth is, Jay knew about everything. He knew about your past, your biggest fear and memories.

“Oh no, I’m going to work. I changed my mind and asked Voight if that’s okay. He agreed.” Jay put his coffee on the table and sat next to you. He pulled you into his lap and kissed you deeply.

“I didn’t think you’ll love to work with me that much after our wedding, that’s nice.” he smiled at you. God, you couldn’t tell how much you love this guy. He know you for so long, almost 8 years. He’s been there for you in the hardest times in your life. “I was thinking, maybe we should go somewhere tonight? Have a dinner together like the old times?” he asked.

“Sure. 8pm? We can ask Kim and Adam if they want to go with us.”

“I’ll ask them. Let’s go to make some breakfast.”

“Okay guys, we’ve got a new case. Already, we have 3 children missing and 2 womens killed. One of them, thank god, is alive and she saw that guys who took her kid, she hide so that’s why she’s still with us. They took her kid when he was asleep, we don’t know where he is now, but we need to find them, every single one.

“Wait, so you’re telling us that this bastard is killing their moms? Just like that? What the hell.” Adam almost yelled. This case was the hard one, every member of Intelligence took it very very personal.

Jay looked at me and showed with his head to follow him into a break room. He seems serious and kinda nervous

“What’s going on, everything is okay?” he gave you dozen papers. You looked at him confused, because you’ve already got yours, as Voight gave it to everyone. You opened it and saw your foster family’s informations.

“What is that? I told you to not take this case, it’s too personal for me.”

“They asked me Y/N and I couldn’t say no, they’re your family, they raised you.” Jay was angry at this point. He knew that taking this case can be painful for you, but at the same time he just wanted to help.

“But maybe I don’t want this Jay. I don’t want to know who my real parents are, I don’t want to see them.”  you gave him papers and stormed out of the break room. You thought that he crossed the line. First of all, it wasn’t a case for Intelligence, it wasn’t something that you usually do. Second of all, why your parents are looking for you right now? After all these years? It’s not the right time you thought.

Jay followed you to your desk and sat in front of you, giving you a cup of coffee.

“Look, I’m sorry. Really. But don’t you have that feeling, like you need to meet them? Or even know who they are?”

“If this is that important to them, they should have put their names in adoption files, but they didn’t. It’s been 20 years, they should have moved on like I did.”

“Okay, like you say. I’ll give up, but please think about it.”

Hey everybody! Uhhhhh (I seriously don't know what to write).

Anyways, here is a list of fandoms that I can write imagines/blurbs/headcannons for:

- MCU (Marvel Cinematic Universe)

- OBX (Outer Banks)

- Stranger Things

- X - Men

- The Gifted

- One Chicago

I'll continue to add to this list as more pop in my head and I will add a master list as I write and you guys start requesting. Prompt list soon to follow!

I can't wait to write for you guys! Until next time...

Best Shot - Part 2

Warnings: mild blood and gore, mentions of death, shooting scene, some harsh angst, mentions of sexuality (no smut), swearing

Word Count: 1325

Prologue - Part 1 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 (finale)

-~- 

Here’s the plan. Burgess and Ruzek had gotten in contact with one of Quentin’s sellers. Jay would go undercover as a buyer, inquiring about buying one of the girls. He was to talk to Quentin about the specific Jane Doe to try and locate the rest of the girls that the trafficker had hidden. Once there was enough information, Jay would position Quentin into a specific spot where you could knock him with a bullet.

That’s where you were stationed now, watching as Jay spoke with Quentin, his hands in his pockets. You trailed the duo through the scope of your sniper, watching each step with your finger ready to fire. Suddenly, you see Quentin reach behind him and pull a gun on Jay. He had been compromised. Only problem was, Jay was in front of Quentin, blocking your shot.

“(Y/L/N), do you have a clear shot?” Voight’s voice echoes in your ear.

“Almost, I just need Jay to move a little bit to the left.”

“No, it’s too risky, don’t take the shot. Do you hear me, (Y/L/N)? Do not take that shot!” 

Quentin steps closer to Jay, shakily adding pressure to the trigger of his own gun.

“Sir! He’s going to fire on Jay, this is my only chance!” you say into your comms.

You inhale, your finger slowly beginning to add pressure to the trigger. A sigh reverberates in your ear.

“Do it.”

Jay moves to the side just in time for you to exhale, sending a bullet narrowly close to Jay’s head but a dead hit in Quentin’s shoulder. The offender is shot to the floor, sending blood everywhere, and Jay quickly disarms him before holding pressure to the wound. 

You quickly pack up your gun and make your way down to the scene. By the time you arrive, Quentin is being loaded into an ambulance with cuffs on his wrists. Laying your case into a squad car, you spot Jay exiting the building. However, when his eyes meet yours. it’s obvious he’s ticked. Storming over to you, he runs a hand through his hair.

“Do you know what you did in there! He was going to give me all the locations of his girls but you shot him!”

“He was just going to kill you after telling you, Jay! I couldn’t let him do that! Voight told me to take the opportunity I had!” 

“Yeah well dying is part of the job description. You got lucky, (Y/L/N). One inch off and it would have been me in that ambulance...”

“So what? You don’t trust my shot anymore?”

“I don’t trust your judgement to keep your feelings out of our work!” 

That was the last straw. You hide your tears and rip off your bulletproof vest, shoving it into Halstead’s chest as your glare daggers at him. 

“Don’t expect me home tonight,” 

And with that, you walk away. Little did you know, the minute those words left Jay’s mouth he was filled with regret. He had hurt the woman he loves the most.

-~- 

“Didn’t expect to see you here tonight, (Y/N).” a familiar voice says from beside you.

Gently slamming the whiskey glass to the bar’s top, you look to see Connor seated beside you fresh from a shift at Med. With a soft, slightly tipsy smile, you wave down the bartender and order a drink for both of you.

“It was a hard case tonight,” you reply.

“Was it the case that was hard or the guy you had to work with?” 

You both take a drink of the hard liquor at the same time, a soft sigh ghosting your lips. Connor and you were friends with benefits, especially after you were hurt by your perspective partners. When Jay told you about him and Erin, you fell into the handsome doctor’s arms. When Robin left Connor to go home, you had to help him sneak out of you and Jay’s apartment the next morning. After Jay asked you about the ring he picked out for Erin, you helped christen Connor’s new apartment. After Ava killed herself in front of him and Jay had pushed you away because of his heartbreak, you and Connor practically didn’t speak for a week. Just sex. 

Because of your many encounters, both of you had grown close as friends. Both of you knew each other’s work and romantic hardships. Without the sex, you guys were close drinking buddies. The bed hopping was an added bonus. A release of anger and frustration from your perspective situations. 

“He kinda made it clear tonight how he felt,” you reply, taking another long sip of the burning liquid. 

“Yeah, that always sucks,” 

“Says you! You’re nothing but a chick magnet!” 

“Hey! I’ve had my fair share of losses,”

Both of you end up in a fit of laughter, sharing drink after drink as the night goes on. Eventually, as the bar begins to close, you find yourself riding to his apartment in his Porsche. His lips upon yours in a drunken frenzy. Your naked selves tangled in his sheets as you sleep the night away.

-~- 

The smell of fresh coffee and scrambled eggs battles the killer hangover headache that greets you when your eyes open up. Where Connor always slept is empty, but he had laid one of his shirts there for you to wear when your body decided it was time to fight your hangover. With a soft smirk, you put it on and walk out to Connor’s kitchen. 

“Thank god for days off,” you say as you grab a mug from the cupboard.

“No such luck for me, I got a surgery in an hour.” Connor replies as he finishes cooking. 

“Damn, what a shame.” you say as you steal a piece of cheese from beside Connor, earning a slap on the hand and a smirk. 

“Hey! That’s meant to go in the eggs, not your mouth.”

“There are a lot of things that can go in my mouth, Dr. Rhodes” you say with a wink.

A knock on the door reverberates in the semi - empty apartment as Connor hands you the plate of eggs. He walks out to answer it, leaving you to eat and enjoy the gracious sip of coffee. Your little moment is interrupted when you hear Jay’s voice raising. 

Quickly putting your meal down, you rush over to the front door. Jay hasn’t changed from last night but to you, that didn’t matter. He still made the feeling of butterflies rise into your stomach.

“What are you doing here?” you ask as you back Connor away from the door.

“You weren’t answering my calls or texts, I thought something had happened,” he replies, not noticing Connor’s shirt on you.

“Yeah, you being a dick happened, Jay.”

“Look, I’m sorry, (Y/N).” 

That’s when he notices Connor’s shirt on you, the hickies from last nights events making anger fill his eyes.

“But I can see you had other plans...” he growls.

“What does it matter to you who I sleep with?! Jay for fucks sake, ever since Erin left you act like you own me! But you don’t! You chose her over me!”

Tears fill your eyes as realization fills his. 

“I’ll pick up what I need from the apartment later on. I can’t do this anymore, Halstead.”

You slam the door as tears race down your face like race cars on a track. Holding a hand on your mouth, you muffle your cries as your free hand holds onto your torso. Gently, Connor pulls you into a hug, giving you the comfort you needed but from the wrong guy. 

“I’ll help you get what you need and you can crash with me.”

With a soft nod, you wrap your arms around him tightly. 

Not once had you missed a shot in the past 10 years. But here you were.

You had missed your shot with Jay.

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What Could Have Been (Part 9)

Words: 1353 Warnings: Canonical violence, probably a poorly written response about hazmat shit A/N: I’m sorry for taking so long guys! I’m starting a new job and shit’s chaotic right now :( 

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 |  Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8

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Summary: The Child wasn’t the first time Mando broke a contract to save someone. You were the first, presumed dead thanks to his help after he was supposed to capture you. Now, you work under a false name with Mando to pay off your dues. However, as time drags on and he breaks another Guild contract, buried feelings between you two bubble to the surface. 

Warnings: violence, mentions of abuse, traumatic past, lots of angst, slow burn

A/N: The parts will follow chronological order but won’t be exact replicas of the episodes used (it’s a real pain). Also there will be inconsistencies as I am still new to the fandom, I only started getting into Star Wars like 2 months before Rise of Skywalker came out. So please be gentle!!!

Prelude: 

Part 1 - The Deal

Season 1 and 2: 

Part 2 - Two Makes Three

Part 3 - Never Lose Me

Part 4 - Beskar and Broken Hearts

Part 5 - Heavy Weighs the Helmet

Part 6 - Loss and Gain

Part 7 - Brown Eyes

Part 8 - Beauty Guarded By Armour

Part 9 - Too Hard To Say Goodbye

Epilogue:

Part 10 - Partners In Crime

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