"This thing between us, we can't let it happen. It's forbidden."
JAY HALSTEAD
CHICAGO PD
***All characters from Chicago PD, Med and Fire and Law & Order are not my characters. I have no rights to any storyline or characters from any Chicago one / S...
My name is being called out the moment I step foot into the district.
"Voight wants to see you in his office" Trudy flips through some pages laid out in front of her not bothering to look up at me.
I let out a sigh once I enter the bullpen. No one else was at the office yet, I'm the first one. After Jay and I left my place this morning, he dropped me off at Molly's then headed back to his place to shower before heading over here.
Walking over to my desk, I shrug my jacket off and drape it over the back of my chair. I take a glance over to Voight's office. Through the open blinds I see him sitting at his desk dragging a hand across his chin. The lines in his forehead were deep meaning he was lost in thought. Clearly something is nagging at him and I dread walking in there.
"You wanted to see me, Sarge?" I say quietly that it took him a minute to realize I had said something. He clears his throat when he notices my presence and waves me in. I step inside but leave the door open since we were the only ones here. Voight leans back in his chair as he tosses some papers on his desk, inhaling through his nose and lifts his gaze up at me.
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"Leo Turner is in Chicago."
His words don't register right away to my brain. Everything becomes quiet around me as I recall last night. Coming home to find my home broken into. The note Jay found on my kitchen counter. A shaky breathe escapes my mouth.
I was right.
"Ayla?" Voight pushes his chair back and walks over to his door and closes it. He leans against his door with his arms folded across his chest. I run my hand through my hair as I always do when I'm stressed.
"He found me" I blurt. "I haven't even been in Chicago a full two months and he found me, Hank!" I pull my bottom lip between my teeth. I can sense Voight's annoyance that I didn't come to him sooner about Leo.
"I know about the restraining order you filed against Leo. I want you to tell me everything that happened in New York and I want to know if you've had any contact with him recently" Voight shifts against the door.
I pinch the bridge of my nose as I take a deep breathe. Another sign that reveals I'm feeling stressed. I huff out a laugh but not because I find this funny.
"Leo had came home one day from his job but he didn't seem himself. He starting acting strange and-" I straighten my shoulders while looking away from Hank as I feel the tears threatening to trail down my cheeks. Crying in front of people is at the top of my list of things I hate doing.
"He put his hands on you?" Voight asks angrily. I don't look at him as I nod my head in response.
"He became so violent towards me during my last few months in New York. He started blaming me for our relationship falling apart because I was working all the time. When I told him I couldn't do this anymore and that maybe the wedding should be off until we figured something out he got even angrier. Started leaving me voicemails with threats, showing up to my job demanding I talk to him. He would say crazy things like he was going to kill himself if I didn't take him back" I face Voight and see the rage on his face.
