Gut Feelings [Newt]

Gut Feelings [Newt]

Description: Y/N’s gut feelings strike again.

Warnings: Cranks. They are creepy as hell. 

Y/N and the rest of the group had just escaped Wicked, again. Teresa directed them into what looked like an abandoned mall and they split up to get supplies. Y/N went with Teresa while Newt, Frypan, Aris, and Winston were a couple of feet away.

She quickly found a grey t-shirt, a pair of skinny jeans, a Army green jacket, a bandana and a new pair of combat boots. She grabbed some extra clothes, shoving them into the bag she found before going over by the boys and grabbing some supplies. Newt, Frypan and Aris watched as the girl fumbled with shaky hands.

Y/N had a feeling, and it wasn't a good one.

Newt had continued to watch her for another minute or two before deciding to go over to her.

"Why are you shaking?" The familiar voice pulls Y/N's attention away from opening the knife holster in her hands.

She sighs and looks up at the blonde boy.

"This place is just giving me a feeling."

"What type of feeling, love?"

"Like something bad is going to happen."

"Is it paranoia, or a gut feeling?" Newt asks.

"Gut feeling."

Over the years Y/N and Newt had learned to trust her gut feelings, because somehow, they were always right.

"Alright, we'll pack up and get going as soon as Thomas and Minho get back." Y/N nods and zips up her bag, but as she goes to stand up the power turns on.

"What's going on?" Frypan asks. Aris, Winston and Teresa gather around the three with their supplies.

"We need to find Thomas and Minho and get the hell out of here." And as if on cue Thomas and Minho came running and screaming while being chased by cranks telling the group to run.

Y/N was right. They should've left, and now they've lost Winston.

Testify [Scott Reed]

Description: Scott comforts Y/N before her court appearance. 

Warnings: Mentions of r*pe, underage drinking, Bryce and Monty.

"Come on Y/N! Just one more!" Bryce shoved a cup full of alcohol in the girls face.

She had already drank three cups of whatever Bryce had mixed in and two tequila shots. She wasn't a lightweight, but mixed drinks have a higher alcohol content.

"No, I'm good." Y/N slurs. "I should find Jeff." Everyone around her booed.

"Come on Y/L/N, don't be a pussy." Monty teases.

"Eat a dick Montgomery."

"Only if you suck mine first."

"Alright, that's enough. Y/N I'll help you find Jeff."

"Bye bitches, I'm goin' to get some food." Y/N heaves herself up and links her arm with Bryce's so he can help her walk. They walk through the house before Bryce heads to the stairs. "Jeff's up here?" The intoxicated girl asks.

"Yeah. He came up here to watch some TV."

"There's too many stairs. Can't he just come get me?" Y/N stumbles.

"Uh, no. Can't leave you down there by yourself." Bryce smiles.

"But-."

"Just come with me ok?!"

"I don't want to, I want to go to Jeff."

"He's up here."

"I don't believe you."

Bryce gets frustrated and ends up putting Y/N over his shoulder for the rest of the way.

"What the fuck! Put me down!"

Bryce throws her down on his bed and reaches up under her skirt.

"Bryce! Stop!"

"Come on Y/N don't act like you don't want me."

Bryce pulls his pants and underwear down, revealing himself.

"Stop pl-please! Bryce! Don't!"

Y/N was pulled out of her thoughts by a voice behind her.

"Are you ok?"

She turns around to see Scott Reed standing there.

"Yeah, I was just thinking." She mumbles.

"About the trial?"

"About everything." Y/N trusted Scott. He had been her friend even before everything happened. She knew he wasn't like the others. "It's just," She paused for a second. "Irritating, to see him sit there, acting like he hasn't ruined multiple people's lives. Hannah, Jessica, Me, and Chloe. His own fucking girlfriend Scott! How fucked up can one person be?" Y/N rants. Scott's eyes follow the girl as she paces the hallway.

"I'm sure Bryce is as fucked up as they come, but I know you, and I know you're not freaking out over him." Y/N stops and looks at Scott. "You're freaking out because you have to testify, and you've heard everything the schools lawyer has put Jessica through, and how they dragged Hannah through the dirt. You don't want to be outed. I get that, everyone that has gone through the same thing you are does. But the only difference is that you're Y/N Y/L/N, you are a badass. They're going to try and turn it around on you, but you know what they say isn't true. You're strong. You can do this."

Y/N brings Scott into a hug as tears well up in her eyes.

After a few minutes Y/N pulls away and Scott still holds her shoulders. "Thank you, god I probably look horrible right now." She chuckles. Scott brings his thumbs up under her eyes and wipes away the stray tears.

"You look beautiful. Like always."

Bluebottles [Trent ‘Maxi’ Maxwell]

Description: Y/N saves a babies life and hurts herself doing so. Maxi takes care of her.

Warnings: CPR, near drowning, bluebottles.

Y/N was standing by Jesse in front of Backpackers Rip while they helped a mother look for her teenage son. She'd been trying to keep an eye on the water, but the woman was screaming and causing a whole mess.

"Ma'am, calm down, we will find him." Jesse tries to calm her down, but she continues screaming. Y/N scans the water for the boy again when her eyes land on a woman struggling in the rip. She rips her black pullover off and grabs the rescue board. Just as she does that, Deano radios from the tower.

"Bondi Central to Blue Rhino, you've got a woman in backpackers with what looks to be a baby. She's about ready to go under."

"Jesse call for backup!" She yells as she runs towards the water. The baby is her first priority. As she quickly paddles out she tries to avoid the floating bluebottles. She reaches the screaming mother and she grabs onto the board. "Where's the baby?!"

"Water!" The woman screams.

Y/N immediately jumps into the water and swims to the baby girl. When she reaches the baby her eyes are closed. She pulls her into her arms and looks up. A swarm of bluebottles has floated in by her board, and she can't avoid them, so she wraps herself around the baby and goes through them. When she breaks the surface she sees Maxi with the mother on his board. She puts the baby on her board and gets on herself. She ignores Maxi's concerned questions and catches a wave in. She drags the baby in with the board and she immediately starts CPR. Harries runs up with a bag and Jesse slides in beside them.

"Y/N you've got stingers all over you." Jesse points out.

"I'm fine." She brushes him off and keeps going.

Maxi brings the mother to shore and makes sure she's okay before rushing over to the group. Y/N absolutely refused to let anyone switch her, even though her body was covered in stings.

After four sets of sixty compressions and eight breaths the baby has a pulse, is responsive and crying. Right in time for the ambulance to arrive.

"Call the police." Y/N says as she stands up. "That was pure child endangerment."

She starts walking to the tower and about halfway up the adrenaline wears off and she's about to drop. Maxi had followed her on the quad and grabs her before she can. He wraps her pullover around her and sits her in front of him, then speeds up to the tower. Once they get up the stairs Maxi immediately grabs a pair of gloves to pick the stingers off of her.

Y/N starts brushing the ones on her chest off as she grits her teeth.

"Let me help." Maxi says as he starts picking the stingers from her neck and back.

"Who the hell brings a six month old baby into deep water, let alone a rip?!" Y/N rants as she continues brushing off stingers aggressively.

"I don't know sweetheart, but the baby is alright. That's all that matters. Now we're worried about you."

"I'll be fine." She groans. "I just need to shower."

"You're covered in bluebottle stings, you're going to hurt for a bit." Deano says as he turns around from dealing with another rescue. "You did amazing Bug." He compliments. "But you're going to start hurting, so Maxi, help her in the showers please." Maxi nods and follows her. Y/N sits on the cold tiles in the shower, not being able to stand because of the pain.

"God, this sucks." She groans.

"I know." Maxi says. He turns the water onto the hot setting and sits next to Y/N on the floor. As she sits there, hunched over in pain as the toxins reach her glands, Maxi takes one of her hair ties and puts her hair in a top knot. "Do you want to sit up?" He asks her. She shakes her head no Maxi scoots closer. "Sweetheart, your neck and back are going to hurt if you stay like that." She doesn’t reply, so, he changes his tactics. "Do you want to sit in my lap?"

She looks up.

"Can I?" Her voice has gotten much quieter.

"Anything for you." Maxi replies.

Y/N has always said that skin to skin contact, or even just being close to another person helps comfort some people, and she was one of them. So, she quickly sits on Maxi's left thigh and brings her legs closer to her chest so her feet are on the other side of them, and head lays on his shoulder. Maxi has an arm around her and a hand on the back of her head.

After they've situated themselves, they sit there in silence while the hot water streams over both of them.

Unfortunately, Maxi was called out for a mass rescue and Y/N was still in a great amount of pain.

Deano had suggested giving her the Green Whistle and sending her to the hospital, but she refused and is now curled up in the corner of the tower. Taco had almost stepped on her, because she’d covered herself in her jackets.

Eventually Jesse, and Maxi come back into the tower and Maxi goes back towards the shower to see if she was still there, and he was confused when he’d seen a empty room.

"Where’d Bug go?" Maxi asks Deano. Deano, turns and points at her.

Jesse laughs when he looks over. Maxi wants to, but he doesn’t. Covered in her black jacket and blue pullover, Y/N had pulled the hood over her head, trying to wish away the sensation in peace. She looked like a box.

"I offered the Green Whistle, but she refused."

"Y/N you know being in pain for this long from a bluebottle sting isn’t normal." Jesse says.

"Give me like thirty minutes and I’ll be good to go."

"You said that an hour ago." Maxi says, and sits in the chair next to her spot on the floor.

"At least now I can talk." She points out.

"Alright Bug, whatever you say."

Finally, three hours left on her shift and the pain has gone away. Now Y/N is patrolling North Bondi with Maxi.

"Thanks for helping me earlier, I appreciate it." Y/N says as they scan the water.

"You’re welcome, but you know I’d do anything for you." Maxi replies.

"And I’d do anything for you."

Maxi stops scanning the water and thinks.

Perfect segway.

"You wanna do something for me?" He asks, and sets his radio on the seat.

"Anything." Y/N nods.

"Go on a date with me tomorrow."

Sickness [Asher Adams]

Description: Asher takes care of his sick girlfriend.

Y/N walked into the school and cringed when the doors shut behind her. She shook her head and started walking towards her locker. She tried putting her combination in about five times, but her eyes couldn't focus. She sighs and leans her head against the cool metal, and cringes again when someone slams their locker.

Why does everything have to be so loud?

She stands there for a few minutes, willing the migraine to go away.

"Yo Ash. You coming over tonight?" Jordan asks and pulls Asher out of his head. He'd been watching his girlfriend since she walked in the door, and somethings definitely not right.

"Uh, I'll let you know." Then he walks over to her and grabs her bag off her back. He sets it on the floor and turns Y/N to face him. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, my head just hurts, but I've got a test in Science that I can't miss." She whispers.

"Did you even sleep last night?" Y/N shakes her head and leans against Asher and he wraps his arms around her.

"I just have to make it till two thirty. My dad can pick me up then."

"You didn't drive?"

"No. I just got my car back from the repair shop from when that kid from Chatsworth keyed it. I'd rather not wreck it."

Asher nods and sways a bit. "Tell you what, you take your test and then I'll take you home."

"You don't have to. I'll manage."

"Baby, you couldn't even open your locker."

"Yeah. Can you do that?"

"Sure princess."

§§§

After struggling through an hour long test, that's she's about ninety percent sure she failed, Y/N met Asher by her locker.

"Are you sure you can take me home? You're not going to miss anything?" She asks as Asher hands her the bag she put in her locker earlier.

"Yes babe. I'm sure." He chuckles lightly. "You got everything?" Y/N nods and Asher grabs her hand, leading her to his car. He opened the door for her and made sure she had her seatbelt on and was settled before getting in and starting the car. He didn't turn the music on, so he just started the drive to the Y/L/N household.

Once they got inside Asher took notice of the sweat forming around Y/N's hairline.

"Wait, come here." She stopped and turned back to him. Asher put his palm on her forehead. "Are you sure this is a migraine?"

"Yeah, Ash. I just got dizzy walking." Y/N mutters.

"Ok. You go get comfy and lay down. I'm going to get you some water and medicine for you to take when the food gets here." She nods and makes her way into her bedroom.

§§§

For as long as Asher's known Y/N, She has never ate anything besides the signature soup from a place called "Al's" she swears it helps her get better, so he ordered her soup and their bread, and he got himself a sandwich. He walks into her room and sets the food on the trays he'd gotten out earlier, and Y/N immediately digs in. They sit in the dark room in silence, and once they're done Asher takes the trash and dishes into the kitchen, then grabs her medicine when he walks back in. Y/N takes the medicine and then lays down in her bed. Asher scoots in next to her and holds her hand.

"You feel any better?" He asks quietly, playing with her fingers. Y/N lets out a deep breath and puts her head in the crook of his neck.

"A lot better, thank you." She replies. Asher nods. "You know me so well Ash."

"Someone has gotta take care of your stubborn ass when your dad's not around." He chuckles lightly when she slaps his chest. "I love doing though. I love you."

"I love you too Asher."

Pain [Jay Halstead]

Description: Y/N gets shot during a standoff. 

Warnings: Guns, blood, cussing probably.

Shots rang out as Intelligence tried to catch their subject. Justin Smith. He's killed seven people. He was discharged from the Marines under Dishonorable Conditions for shooting a man in Afghanistan. He's ruthless and he's got impeccable aim, so the team was really on edge.

"Y/L/N!" Voight yells. "You and Halstead move!" He demands.

Y/N and Jay were partners. They knew each other before they were partnered up considering they used to live on the same street, but they worked well together and got the job done.

Y/N moves behind Jay so she can cover him while he runs behind the wall to get closer to Smith. She holds her gun up and rests her hand on the back of Jays vest. He takes off and is safe in a matter of seconds.

Smith ducks down and Y/N takes her chance to run for it, but while she does that Smith shoots her in the leg with a sniper rifle. She shoots at him as she falls to the ground and she hits his shoulder.

"Y/N!" Jay yells.

"Halstead go! I'll cover you!" Atwater yells over the commotion. Jay runs over and grabs Y/N's vest, normally she'd hold her hand out so he didn't have to be exposed for long, but she passed out from hitting the ground hard.

He drags her behind the wall and collapses to the ground with her. Jay props her up and takes her thigh holster off so he can have access to her wound. It's a through and through, but it's bleeding heavily, so there's a good chance Smith hit her femoral artery. Jay reaches for his radio and keys it.

"Intelligence to Main."

"Go ahead Intelligence."

"Officer down. Through and through in the left thigh, possible femoral artery involvement. Have a Ambulance stage a block away from our location." He shouts over the gunfire. He puts the radio back and grabs his knife. He cuts the sleeve of Y/N's shirt off and makes it into a tourniquet. He twists it tight and Y/N groans in pain.

"Stop. Stop." She tries to push his hands away but Jay keeps his hands in place. "Stop." He looks up to see her face has paled significantly, she has bags under her eyes and she's sweating. His eyes widen and he swallows hard.

"I know it hurts." He breathes. "Just a little while longer. Ok?" She doesn't answer so he looks up again. She's slumped over with her eyes closed. Jay reaches up and presses his fingers to her carotid artery. Her pulse is there, but it's faint and slowing down.

"Voight!" He yells into his radio. "I need cover, she's bleeding out!"

"Atwater! Lindsay! Cover Halstead!" Voight orders. Kevin and Erin keep their guns on Smith and Jay throws Y/N over his shoulder and runs towards the door. Once he makes it out he grabs his radio again.

"Main where's our ambulance staged?!"

"Intersection of Main and Lake Shore." Jay turns and sprints to the ambulances location.

Once he turns the corner of Main street the paramedics get out and open up the back doors.

"Detective Y/N Y/L/N, twenty-five years old, GSW to the left thigh, definite Femoral Artery involvement, pulse is weak." He jumps in the back and puts her on the cot.

"Alright, off to Med."

§§§

It's been two hours. Two hours of waiting and pacing. Will had taken Y/N up to the OR after they got to the hospital. Jay felt a little bit better knowing it was his brother looking after her, and he knew Will would do everything to save her because Will knew how Jay felt about his partner. He's in love with her.

The rest of Intelligence had to go back to the district because they caught another case, but Jay was told to stay and wait for an update. Jay was nervous. He didn't know if he had the tourniquet tight enough, or if he had waited too long to get her out of the situation. He was about to go ask the nurse at the desk if she knew Y/N's condition when Will walked out.

"Hey, is she ok?" Jay asks.

"She's fine, we repaired her artery and gave her some blood back. She's awake and asking to see you." Jay sighs in relief. He puts his hand out to Will and he shakes his hand while pulling him in for a hug.

"Thank you." Will nods and gestures for Jay to follow him. They walk down a couple of hallways before stopping in front of a half opened door. Will knocks and steps in.

"I've got a visitor for you Y/N." Will moves so she can see Jay and when he steps in her eyes light up. "I'm gonna go check on my other patients. Press the call button if you need anything." Both detectives nod and Will closes the door on his way out.

"Hi." Jay says as he sits in the chair next to her bed.

"Hi." Y/N quietly says.

"You scared the hell out of me, you know that?" Jay grabs her hand.

"I know, and I'm sorry." Y/N brings their hands up to her lips and presses a kiss to Jay's knuckle.

"Don't be sorry. As long as you're ok, I'll be good."

Stitches [Dean Winchester]

Description: Y/N stitches up Dean after a hunt.

The Impala goes around a sharp curve and Dean groans as he slides in his seat.

"If I die, I'm never speaking to you again."

"No shit." Y/N deadpans from the drivers seat. Dean groans again as the car straightens out. "Dean it's literally a top layer cut. You're going to be fine."

"Woman-."

§§§

"Alright, Winchester. Take off your shirt, and hop up on the counter."

"You're bossy." Dean says as he pulls his shirt over his head. Y/N turns to grab a vial of lidocaine, a needle and a stitch kit. She squats down to grab a large bottle of hydrogen peroxide and Dean trails his eyes down her backside. She turns back to him and Dean diverts his eyes quickly.

"You've got to be when you're dealing with a Winchester." She smirks. Dean rolls his eyes and scoots back further on the counter. Y/N grabs a rag and sets it under the cut. "Ready?" Dean nods and Y/N starts squirting the peroxide into his cut.

"Son of a bitch." Dean hisses.

"Would you just hold still?" Y/N asks as she presses the tip of the needle inside his cut.

"I'm sorry I don't like needles."

"It could be worse. I'm going in through the cut, not breaking skin again, and I'm going slow so it doesn't burn." Y/N says as she injects the lidocaine in different areas.

Dean admires her features as she gets ready to stitch him up. Beautiful smile, gorgeous eyes. How could someone not be attracted to a woman like her? She's beautiful, feisty, incredibly strong and very intelligent. Not the best driver, but everyone has their faults.

"Last time someone looked at me like that, Winchester, I got laid."

"Do you want to get laid?" Dean smirks.

"Always." Y/N glances up at him through her eyelashes. Then before Dean could reply, she stuck the needle through his skin.

After the last stitch is done, Y/N stands up and is face to face with Dean. Dean looks into her eyes and then to her lips. He experiments by leaning and closer, as does she. Once their lips press together, Dean lets out a deep breath. He pulls away, but their faces stay close together.

"Thank you." Y/N nods and backs away to put her supplies back in their bag. Dean jumps off the counter and grabs her by the waist. Y/N drops everything on the floor and turns to him. He presses his body into hers and grabs her ass. "Up." Y/N jumps and wraps her legs around his waist. He walks over to the counter and places her on it, then pushes her legs apart and stands between them. He grabs the back of her neck and starts kissing her again. Y/N reaches her arms around his neck and puts her hand in his hair. Dean pulls away for a second. "Are you ok with this?" Y/N looks up to the ceiling and Dean starts kissing her neck.

"More than ok." She breathes.

§§§

The morning after they woke up and packed their stuff up, considering they had to go back home today. Y/N and Dean took a shower together to "Save water". Deans idea.

While Dean was shaving, Y/N got dressed. She had her normal outfit, consisting of a pair of jeans, a leather jacket and a pair of boots, but she was missing a shirt. Hers were all dirty, mostly with blood, dirt or whatever else decided to get on her shirt while hunting. She thought for a second.

I can't go shirtless.

Then she looked around the room and spotted Dean's bag.

Yahtzee.

Dean always overpacked. So, she walked over and unzipped his bag.

"Clean clothes are always on top."

She finds a green shirt and nods. She zips Dean's bag and puts the shirt on, she tucks it into her jeans so it's not as noticeable.

After a while Dean walks out, ready to go.

"Ready sweetheart?" Y/N nods and grabs her bags. Dean notices something as she walks past. She smells like him. Didn't she take a shower? Then he recognizes the shirt. The one he was going to wear today, but he decided on the blue one instead. "Is that my shirt?"

"Uh huh." Y/N nods as she smirks at Dean.

"You know, if it were anyone else I'd be mad. But you just look so beautiful in my clothes." Dean walks over and kisses her cheek before grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the room.

"My shirts were dirty."

"We should just get rid of all of your shirts."