What I Need- a Hank Voight Chicago PD fanfiction

Tepid

"Yo, check this out," Rodney pulled out his phone, showing Ruzek a photo from last night. Alicia had asked for a picture with Erin and Burgess, but it was Lana, up against the bar in the background of the photo that had their attention.

Rodney zoomed in. "And I thought she was pretty at work. Dude she looked incredible."

Ruzek went to respond when Voight's voice sounded behind them.

"She know you took that photo?"

Ruzek jumped as Rodney looked up, embarrassed.

"Of course sir. The girls asked for the photo. Erin even posed for it."

They all knew how protective he was of Erin. It didn't even occur to them that he was talking about Lana.

Voight grunted a little, like finishing the conversation wasn't worth his time and passed by them.

"Why does that keep happening." Ruzek hissed, letting out a less than attractive squeak when Platt spoke directly in his ear.

"Because you morons keep stopping on the stairs. Now are you gonna get out of the way, I have work to do."

Rodney ducked out without much more than a see you, and Ruzek sheepishly turned forward.

"Here, let me get that for you." He opened the gate, and waved Platt by.

"Just so you can watch me walk up those stairs, I don't think so." She grabbed the gate and motioned him forward. "After you."

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Platt waved Voight down, and pulled him to the side. Lana watched the conversation with interest. She liked the desk sergeant. She was a little rough, couldn't always tell when she was joking, but she was a solid officer.

A minute later Voight nodded goodbye to Platt and crossed back into the office.

"Milani. You're with me."

He didn't explain and he didn't wait for her to ask. Lana snatched up her coat, trying to catch up. Voight was already walking away.

"Platt wants us to check out a tech firm," He didn't speak until he was unlocking his car, then he eyed her over the top of the vehicle. "I figured I might need your help."

Milani slipped inside the car, wondering what on earth Sergeant Platt needed investigated at a tech firm, but she didn't ask. Lana figured Voight would fill her in on what she needed to know.

He was good at that, giving out necessary information. Even better at keeping the unnecessary information hidden so deep you would never find it.

 She cleared her throat as he pulled out into the morning traffic.

"Erin and I went out last night."

It was a casual enough start to a conversation, except they didn't usually do small talk.

"It was fun, actually," Lana continued at his silence. "We went to a blue bar, called Molly's?"

Voight grunted in response. She was fishing for something and he wasn't biting. The image of her in that photo, leaned back against that bar in a top that fit her in all the right ways blazed through his mind.

Lana stared at Voight's profile. His lips had lifted in a tight little smile and she had no idea why. She was trying to find a way to bring up what she had learned about him, and she was getting nothing.

"While we were there we saw some-"

"Are you going to get to the point, Milani?" Voight interrupted, and that touch of a smile was still on his lips as he glanced her way.