After work at the precinct, I gathered my belongings and walked out to the corner where I caught a cab. I headed home and got ready for dinner with my mom. If I was going to call Nick after I was done, I wanted to make sure I didn't look like a total bum. So I decided that I was going to wear something nice to my moms... I put on some boots, leggings, and a bright purple sweater. Subtle enough for mom not to ask too many questions, but also dressy enough for Nick.
'Shit.. what the fuck am I doing?!' I said to myself in the mirror before I decided to leave for moms. 'Nicks hot.. but legally he's still married.... fuck me.' I knew full well I was going to call him anyway. That's how I work.
I left for moms, caught a taxi, and texted Nick that I would call him as soon as I finished dinner. When I got to my moms high rise, I had a key, so I let myself in. She had dinner already started, "Hi mom! What're you making?" I asked her while taking my coat and scarf off.
"Oh hi sweetie! Tofu stir fry!" She smiled.
"Oh, my favorite!" I smiled at her. She was such a pretty lady. Red hair, hazel eyes, warm smile. I loved her more than life itself.
"I know, my peach!" She smiled back. She went into her room and came back out with a box all wrapped up. "Happy birthday!"
"Awh, mom you didn't have to!" I tore it open, and it was a doorbell camera and security system. I looked at her confused.
"For Chicago.." she winked.
"What?! How did you even know about that??"
"He called me too. And Nick texted me..."
"Well fuck that! Who's to say I'm even taking it??"
"Ha Regan.. you're taking it. It'll be SO good for you.."
"Ugh, fuck. I know. But this is my home. I love it here.."
"You're not leaving forever!" She smiled.
We ate dinner among laughs, and stories. It was nice to catch up with her. I kissed her goodbye, and made sure she was settled before I left the building and called Nick. "Hi.. I'm done with my mom."
"Oh.. excellent. Where are you now?" He asked.
"Her building."
"My place?"
I paused before I answered, "yes. I'll taxi there.."
"Sounds good. See you soon," I could tell he was smirking. I nearly shit myself as I hailed a cab. I gave the driver Nick's address and when he pulled up, I tipped him before nearly shitting myself again. I took a deep breath and approached his door. I buzzed his apartment number and took another deep breathe. "Come up," he said. Knowing full well it was me. I took the stairs and when I knocked, my heart skipped a beat when I heard him open the door.
"Hi Nick.."
"Callahan, cmon in!"
"You're in a good mood!" I said.
"Aren't I always?" He said as he wrapped his arms around me.
"Well no... not really," I laughed.
"Don't be smart.." he winked. He took my coat and scarf and hung them in his closet.
"Your place is very nice!"
"Considering I had to find it last minute since I got kicked out... yeah it's fine." He was annoyed now.
"No.. it's nice regardless," I smiled.
He didn't waste anytime, next thing I knew he was kissing me all over and working his hands to take my sweater off and undoing my bra.
"Nick..." I said breathlessly as he was kissing my neck... "you're still married."
"Shhh. Look on the table.." I did, there was a giant pile of papers and a large envelope. I backed away and raised my eyebrows at him.
"Divorce papers.." he got really angry, and slammed himself into me. Something about his anger was super hot."I'm sorry.." I hissed as he ripped my leggings off and stuffed his hand down the front of my panties. He picked me up and walked me to his bedroom, threw me down and pinned my arms above my head. I was already soaking wet, before he even climbed on top of me. He kissed my neck and began to work his way down, letting go of my arms as he grabbed my ass, and rubbed his face against my folds. I let out a moan as he slipped his tongue into me. "Ohh... GOD.." he moved back as I was nearing release, causing me to whimper. He took off his boxer briefs and my panties and teased me with his erection.
"Please..." I begged. He smirked and rammed his stiff into me.
I woke up the next morning at 7:30am, which would've been fine if we didn't have to be at work at 8:30am. There was no way I would have time to go home and change. "NICK!" I said as I jumped out of bed and slapped him. "LOOK AT THE TIME.."
He grumbled before he turned to look at his clock, "FUCK! We're gonna be late.."
"Well DUH! And I have to go in this.." I laughed. He felt bad. "But don't worry Nicky, I have a few clothes at the precinct." I smirked.
"Okay good.. I'll drive!" He said as I grabbed my stuff and began to brush my teeth with a brush I kept in my purse. We both walked into the precinct at 8:30 exactly, looking worn out and disheveled.
"Amaro, Callahan.. nice of you to join us.." the Captain said upon our arrival.
"Sorry sir, over slept.." I said.
"Okay.. that doesn't explain him.."
"He did too.." I blushed.
"What do we have today, cap?" Amaro asked trying to ease the of awkwardness.
"Callahan.." the captain gestured for me to follow him to his office after he briefed them. I looked at Nick who smiled cautiously and mouthed, "just tell him.." but I didn't want to do that.
"Regan.. do you think I'm stupid?" The captain barked when I sat down. The door wasn't shut, so I know everyone heard him.
"No sir.. not at all.."
Nick must've started to walk toward his office because Cragen stopped to yell at him, "Amaro! Sit down!"
"You and Amaro stroll in here, late, together.. and give some sorry excuse like you 'overslept'!" He said with a raised voice.
"Yes sir. Sorry.."
"Are you two together?"
"Uhm.. yes and no. It's casual.." I whispered.
"Good. Keep it that way. Don't let it keep either of you from doing your jobs. You can leave." He said.
I walked out with my head down and went straight to my desk, looking at Nick with sad eyes. I didn't talk to the captain for the rest of the day.
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The Doctor Is In (Law & Order: SVU and Chicago PD)
FanficWritten in first person, this story follows the life of a young up and coming Forensic Psychologist, Dr. Regan Callahan. She started working with the NYPD in the Manhattan Special Victims Unit- she is contracted out by the FBI; she is on the path t...