"Livi!?" You were opened your eyes to Jay shaking you awake. You couldn't have been out more than two minutes. You touched your hand to your head, blood. Jay looked at your head, blood ran down your neck and face. Jay took his flannel jacket off and pressed it to your head.
"I'm calling you an ambo." Your eyes blurred with tears as the adrenaline set in.
"5021 George, I need an ambulance at 27 Conrad road." Jay kept his eyes on you the whole time.
When you were partnered with Jay, you taught him most of what he knows, you were always saving his life, protecting him, you always had his back. Jay wasn't used to you being hurt like this. You could tell my the furrow of his brow and the worry in his eyes he was trying to hold it together.
"It's ok, I got you." Jay carried you onto the couch, where you slumped over in a fetal position. "You're gonna be fine, what the hell happened."
"Someone, I don't-" You looked around the room, your apartment was trashed. Papers torn and shredded, blood from your head stained the carpet, all the drawers and cabinets in your kitchen were open.
"Kenny." You said, looked at Jay and his eyes grew wide.
Jay picked up his phone and called his Sargent.
"Hey- Sarge I-"
"Already on our way, two minutes out." You overheard his Sargent interrupt him. Intelligence always worked the cases involving one of their own, which you were considered because Jay knew you.
Jay hung up and kneeling in front of the couch, blood burned in your eyes.
"Let me see how bad is it?" He took the towel from you hand and lifted it up gently, scowling at your wound.
"Hang on." He got up and headed into the kitchen,
"In the cabinet under the-" Jay opened the cabinet and grabbed a couple hand towels.
"Right, you already know." Jay used to be in your apartment all the time, he knew where very thing was. Even now he still stopped by to take care of Timber if you were pulling a double shift. In fact the night before he had come by after work to let him out and feed him.
He sat down next to you and tried to clean you up a bit, you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror behind him, it looked way worse than it was.
"Worse than that broken bottle that time?" You joked after a minute.
"Nahh, that drunk guy did some real damage." Jay chuckled, trying to keep things light.
The first year you worked with him you responded to a suspicious male circling a woman at a concert. You arrived on the scene only to find not a creepy felon like you expected, but an old drunk man with a beer belly. He did however, do some real damage with a bottle of whiskey, striking you in the Stomach twice.
Not a minute later the ambulance showed up, Jay walked you outside.
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Livi
FanfictionChapters 1-7 are out! They are short and to the point but I'm going back to edit them soon and make them longer! You are Olivia Emyrson, you were a cop for 3 years, two of which you were partnered with Jay Halstead. It has been 5 years since you le...
