(Jay Halstead x Gallagher female OC.)
(Shameless x chicagofire, Chicagopd and ChicagoMed.)
TW!!!!!
This book will involve:
-language
-mentions of substance abuse and addiction problems
-mentions of suicide
-mentions of homicide and other serious...
//slight spoiler, but also an important TW! Slight Mentions of Assault/SA and teen pregnancy. Also abortion discussion. Please do not read this chapter if any of this will effect your mental health. Put you first. If you do read please do it with respect to yourself and others. Al love x.//
"Morning guys." Jay looked around the room of collected firefighters and EMTs.
"Halstead, what the hell are you doing here man?" Otis leaned forward and shuck the Detective's hand as he, followed by Captain Voight wandered into the firehouse common room the next morning. "Investigating a slew of Arson killings."
"They gave that to intelligence and not...arson?" Mouch asked a skewed look of confusion plain across his face.
"They passed it over thinking it would just be identifying victims, accidental without foul play, but then Reign looked at the crime scene photo last night and noticed an incindiery device." Jay explained
"So all those cooking fires were actually deliberately set?" Matt gave a horrified look to the detective who solemnly nodded.
"Arson." Jay cut Cruz off before the other firefighter could utter the word.
"Jesus. kids have died....Jacobs over at the 73rd was telling me the other day about that seven-year-old they pulled out." Hermann shuck his head, "Any idea who this sick guy is?" - They all hated it when kids were involved in cases like this, but no one hated it more then Hermann.
"We don't yet but we'll catch the guy...has anyone seen Kelly or Gallagher?" Voight spoke up now, his graveled voice making the other men and women in the room shudder slightly.
"Uh Kelly was with the Chief and Rei was in the shower last I saw her." Dawson replied. "Got puked on by an old lady when she came ride along on a call earlier."
"Thanks, I'll uh....see if she's ready." Jay told his captain pointing at the hallway towards the bunk rooms and Dawson nodded.
He moved past the firefighters towards their bunk room. Coming around the corner towards the bunks he quickly saw Reign with her back to him, in just her work trousers and a bra. Her olive-toned skin stretched over her well toned shoulders with a small tattoo of seven little matches in a box, on the back of her right shoulder.
He snapped around swiftly as she leaned down and picked up her shirt.
As she pulled it on he caught himself looking at her long arms and waved chocolate locks still slightly damp. Then at her hollowed out waist that curved down into her hips and the low hanging work trousers that hugged them sent his mind reeling.
He caught himself just in time. Shaking his head while he forced his own eyes away out of respect. Don't stare, don't stare.....we could never stare!
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"Oh! Sorry." He announced his presence rather unceremoniously and she too now span around a bit surprised to be facing him.
"Oh!....Jay?!" She seemed a bit shocked at first but then he heard her snort out a laugh, "you don't have to turn around." She teased. "You've seen a lot worse."
