Halstead Imagines

Deep Freeze

Inspired by cold af weather lately. I'm trying to write more because Jay and Hailey will be back for the crossover on March 4 and I'm hoping to get another Seasons of PD installment out by then. Until then, enjoy this shorter imagine!

"Everyone get out of here and stay warm," Voight said after everyone finished up their paperwork for that day.

Everyone voiced their thanks and grabbed their coats. Jay followed Hailey into the locker room where he knew she stored her heavy, parka-like coat. "I'll scrape the frost off your car for you," he said.

Hailey smiled and rolled her eyes. "Such a gentleman. And, how are you going to answer everyone's questions if they see you scraping off my car?"

"That you're my partner." Hailey shook her head and let out a small laugh. "In more ways than one, but they don't need to know that."

"Alright, whatever you say, Halstead."

Jay was about to walk out of the locker room, when he remembered something. "You need anything from the store?"

"No, but why? You offering to buy my groceries?"

At this, it was Jay's turn to laugh. "No, no. Just, now would be a good time to go. It's supposed to get colder tomorrow afternoon and that's when everyone will be scrambling. Especially because it's supposed to start snowing tomorrow night."

"Got everything I needed two days ago. Shocked you didn't do the same, Mr.-Aways-Prepared."

"I forgot Will babysat Y/N last night. I swear to God that man eats half a bag of her chicken nuggets every time he's over there. I'm almost out and if she gets snow days and I can't get to the store, she will not be very happy."

"You're such a good big brother." Hailey walked up to her boyfriend and gave him a quick kiss. "Might wanna go to your truck though. People might start getting suspicious."

He leaned down and gave her another kiss. "Or, I could lock the door and we could have a repeat of what we did in here last weekend." He leaned in once more and gave her another kiss, this time deeper.

She smiled against his lips, then pulled away. "As much as I would love to, it's the middle of the day and officers will need to change out." Jay moved toward the door to lock it. "You're insufferable."

"Oh, I know." He went to kiss her again, but an alarm on his phone went off. He threw his head back and groaned. "Stupid chicken nuggets," he muttered.

Hailey laughed, knowing that he meant that alarm, which was typically used as the one to call the babysitter and tell her how late she needed to stay, today had been edited to say pick "up chicken nuggets after work" because he had told the sitter either he or Will would be over by 5pm today so she could get home in case the roads became bad, despite the snow not supposed to start until tomorrow.

He squeezed Hailey's hand before telling her to come down in about five minutes and her car would be scraped, gave her one more quick kiss, unlocked the locker room door, and headed down to the parking lot to the biting Chicago cold.

***

When Jay walked inside, he was immediately met with you sprinting up to him full force.

"Nuh-uh," he clucked. "What's the rule?"

You stopped in your tracks and sighed. "Give you thirty seconds."

"That's right."

Jay kicked off his boots and then went to his room, opened the safe, placed his—unloaded—gun and badge in it, locked it, and walked back into the living room. Even though he took all of the ammunition out of his gun, he knew there would be a day he didn't and even though it was safe in his holster, he didn't want you getting in the habit of hugging him when he had his gun on him on the off chance something happened. The last thing he needed was an accidental gun injury.