They say pain fades... well here's reality for you. It doesn't, it hangs around like a shadow, following you forever. Eleanor Marshall knew this truth. Starting with the brutal murder of her mother and brother, Eleanor did not have the best upbringi...
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Eleanor kicks her feet up on her desk leaning back. Her shoulder was a bit sore but other then the few scrapes she was fine. Her computer on as it Pulpo's image sat in front. It was over, they got the son of a bitch. Yet Jules is dead because of this bastard. Eleanor was going to make him pay. Her moment of thinking was interrupted as Chris walked into the room. He didn't even seem to notice her as he leaned against his desk and ran his hand down his face sighing in exhaustion. He took a second to himself before turning his head slightly to look at Eleanor.
"I just..." He trailed off shaking his head looking down. No word needed Eleanor knew.
"Yeah." She paused a bit in thought before closing down the mug shot. "Erin back?" Chris shook his head.
"No-" he couldn't even finis his sentence before Antonio suddenly ran into the room and to his desk. He ruffly opened his draw grabbing what Eleanor assumed his keys and bolting down the stairs. Eleanor stood suddenly as Jay and Adam ran into the room.
"Jay? What's-"
"Antonio's sons been adducted." Her eyes widened, no way in hell. Jay looked down at his phone as it buzzed. "Voight wants us to stay here." Eleanor cursed before walking into the locker room. Chris, Adam and Jay watched as she left. Jay took a step forward but Chris stood up.
"Nah I've got it." Jay nodded, letting Chris follow after Eleanor.
Eleanor splashed water on her face gripping the side of the sink. She shut her eyes but all she could hear is the voice of Antonio on the radio saying officer down. Death's always stuck with her. She can picture every death she seen from wen she was even just ten years old. Eleanor jumped as someone behind her knocked on the lockers. She spun around faced with Chris, his concerned face looking at her as he leaned slightly against the lockers.
"Marshall, none of us knew this would happen." Eleanor scoffed at him, walking past him to her locker.
"Well I should have, Antionio has a past with this guy. I should have been able to put two and two together Allen."
"You couldn't have put that together."
"Yea well look what my brilliant head has gotten us now. Diego is kidnapped Jules-" she took a breath looking him dead in the eyes. "Jules is dead."
"Eleanor Marshall you will not blame yourself for this-" she shook her head slamming her locker shut.
"I'll do what I damn please." She scoffed walking out. Chris shook his head watching his friend go. He knew it wasn't even close to being her fault but that didn't stop his friend from blaming her self. He took a breath in before walking after her. When he walked out everyone was gathered around as Voight stared at the evidence board. Antonio paced back and forward anger bubbling off him as he looked as if at any moment he would combust. Chris's partner Erin stood staring into thin air. The unit had taken a hit. It was now or never to see if they could get back up.
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