#2 Our City, Our Rules (A Chicago P.D./Chicago Fire Fanfiction)

Chapter 29 "Otis's Secret"

He wrapped her up in his jacket, knowing that she was probably tired.

"Is somebody tired?"

She nodded.

"How about we go get the mail and then I'll bring you home to mommy?"

"She can sleep in my bed, Kelly. I put the sides on it so she won't fall off." Gabby spoke up.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I mean, it's not like I'm gonna be sleeping it anytime soon."

He was thumbing through the mail, when he saw a letter. He tried to make out what it said, but it was in Russian, so he figured Otis might
know.

"Hey Otis, you know what this says?"

He took the letter in his hands and opened it.

"It's from Zoya."

He was quiet as he read it, but his eyes got huge as he approached the end of the letter.

"Everything okay?"

"Uh...yeah. Why?"

"What did Zoya say?"

"Nothing..." He slid the note into his pocket.

"Come on, man. You can tell me."

"Fine, but you're coming with me. We're going into the locker room."

They looked around and made sure no one had followed them.

"Okay, remember when I went on vacation to Spain? About twelve years ago?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Well...I had a one night stand with a woman."

"That's not surprising."

"I guess that girl is moving to the states or something."

"For real? You with a woman?"

"Yeah, I guess she's moving to Chicago."

"Cool."

"Yeah. So I heard you and Sylvie are having a baby?"

"We are." He smiled.

"What does Shay think of that?"

"Why is everyone asking what she thinks of it?"

"I mean you guys have Ember."

"That was just a friend doing a favor for a friend. I'm not going over that story again."

"No one said you had to, man. I'm just asking if it seems the least bit weird to you."

"Why would it be weird?"

"Cause you two have a baby together."

"I already said, I was doing her a favor. It's not like her and I went at it like rabbits."

"Is Sylvie cool with it?"

"She thinks what I did was a good thing."

"You two weren't together then, so I guess it doesn't really matter."

"No."

Connie poked her head into the room. "Otis, there's a girl out front for you. I could hardly understand the poor thing, she doesn't speak a word of English. But she had a suitcase with her, so it might be important."

"Okay. Thanks Connie."

She nodded and then went back to her desk. Otis and Kelly headed back out to the room, where the girl was sitting at the circular table. She turned around and said "Otis" with a heavy Russian accent.

"Menya zovat Otis." He replied.

"Ty moy papa." She said back.

"Did she just say what I think she said?" Joe asked, having a feeling.

"HOLY. CRAP." Kelly started laughing.

"What did she say?" Joe asked him.

He whispered in his ear, and soon both of them were in a fit of laughter.

"You serious?" He asked again.

"One hundred percent, man."

"This is priceless." He said, continuing his laughter. Soon after, everyone except Otis and the girl were laughing.

"Chto smeshnogo?" The girl looked at him, puzzled.

"Nichego."

Once the laughter had ceased and everyone was back to what they were doing, he spoke up.

"Everyone, according to this letter, this girl is my daughter."

"Who? What? Where? WHEN?" was all that came out of Peter's mouth.

"The letter says the girl's mother passed away from cancer. She didn't know who else to come to, so she went to Zoya and Zoya came to me. I don't know what to do. I've never been a parent before."

"Why don't you got talk to Kim and Adam? The girl is the same age as the twins. They can help you." Gabby said, sipping from her cup of coffee.

"They're on duty right now. I can't leave either."

"What's her name?" Capp asked.

"Vashe imya Galina?"

She nodded.

"Her name is Galina."

"That's pretty." Rae said, coming into the kitchen.

"So is the Bitch Fest on Channel Five over yet?" Peter folded his arms, staring intently at Rae and Mackenzie.

"Dad!"

"You two need to get along. I don't care if you hate each other."

"How would you feel finding out your mother hid a child from you your whole life? I could've had a sister growing up. But did I? No."

"You know about her now. Isn't that enough for you?"

"No dad, it's not. How would you feel in this situation?"

"I know exactly how you feel. Being angry at someone you love, I really do, sweetheart. Your grandmother got your grandfather killed. To this day, I'm finding it hard to forgive her. She did it when I was still so young. Can't you find it in your heart to forgive your mother for not telling you? The only reason she didn't tell you; was because she was honest to god scared of how all of us would react."

"I can forgive, but I'm still pissed."

"I've just about had it with you and your attitude."

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"You'll find out next week." He left to his office, Gabby following.

"What was that supposed to mean?" Gabby asked, once they were out of earshot.

"I'm sending her to Camp Riverwalk. Her and Rae both. I've had it with them arguing."

"Rae's the age of a counselor."

"I've already sorted that out with the director. It's taken care of."

"I have to talk to Peter. He is her father, after all."

"I already talked to him. They leave next Wednesday."

"He was okay with this?"

"I mean he wasn't too thrilled at first, but I told him it would be good for the both of them. He agreed."

"Wow, that's shocking. He never agrees with anyone."

"No he does not. It's rare."