I figured I would try something new for this chapter and try out both Erin and Sam's Point of view in this situation, let me know what you think and if I should do more chapters like this:)
Erin's POV
It was a warm spring night when we got that call that a party crawling with pure passion was happening, we were investigating the source of the passion that was killing people across chicago and we finally got a name for a big wig dealer that was gonna be at this party, that night we vested up and prepared ourselves for a potential brawl between desperate kids looking for a cheap fix.
"Alright everyone this party is gonna be crawling with pure passion and I know for a fact that the moment we storm that place bodies are gonna be flying everywhere trying to get out, I don't care what it takes no one lets a single person escape that party you hear me, this is our only shot and finding the true dealer, we aren't gonna mess this up." Hank said as we vested up, I looked at my phone and I just stared at the notification from Sam saying good night, I didn't wanna leave her but this was our only shot we had and we needed everyone on the team tonight.
"Erin she's alright she's overcome alot worse then being alone in your apartment trust me." Jay said as he loaded is gun.
"Yeah I keep telling myself that, but she's starting to turn more into a teenager which scares me a little, she's stating to get more sassy and rebellious, I just don't want her to get hurt or in trouble is all." I said getting into the car.
"Well she's smart, shel know what to do." Jay said.
We rolled out and made our way to the party, the whole ride there I was anxious to raid the place and find the asshole that was selling passion to kids and I knew that that energy would come in handy later on. We discreetly rolled up the block and even from a block away we could hear the obnoxious music booming from the house, we got out and made our way down the street and as we got closer the more louder the joyful and druken screams became, me, Jay and Antonio took the front while everyone else took the back.
"Chicago PD put your hands in the air now!" Jay yelled as we busted through the door, immediately teenagers erupted in a panic and started scrambling for the nearest exit like snakes in a bucket, Jay and Antonio were already busy cuffing Boys who were wasted and tried swinging but what I noticed was familiar brown shinny hair that belonged to a familiar brunette sitting on the couch, immediately I recognized her as my Sam sitting on that couch despite bodies running everywhere, I could feel my shock turn into anger as I saw her sitting there, she looked scared but quickly she noticed me and she and her friends bolted for the door.
"Sam you get your little ass back here now!" I screamed as I chased after them.
"Wait Sam's here?" I heard jay shout, I didn't answer as i only had one objective on my mind.
"Quick get in the fucking car!" I heard one of her friends say, I watched them get inside a car and one of the dumbasses forgot to close the trunk and the moment they pulled out of the driveway packets of weed flew out of the trunk, all I saw was red and I ran back inside that house and grabbed jay by the coat back into our car.
"Oww shit Erin what's happening." Jay asked confused.
"Were going after Sam that's what's happening, she was at this god danm party for some reason and when she saw me her and her friends bolted!" I yelled as I drove.
"50-21 George we are in pursuit of a vehicle heading towards the highway at over the limit speeds be advised." Jay said over the radio.
"That little liar texted me and told me she was going to bed early because she was tired, little did I know she was planning to go to a party to do what!? She's pregnant and she's at a underage keg party what was she thinking!?" I shouted as I drove, I could see Jay's face contorted in a scared expression from the corner of my eye.
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you are here for a reason(Chicago PD fanfic)
Fiksi Penggemaron a call with intelligence regarding a rape of a minor detective erin lindsay gets pulled into a situation that only gets deeper the farther that she swims.