Samantha Voight, Sergeant Hank Voight's 25 year old daughter. Sam, much to her father's dismay, joined the FBI counter-terrorism force, and since she started, Voight and Sam haven't been as close as they used to be. When a case brings the counter-te...
Sam is overwhelmed with relief and as she walks out of the court room. As she does Shaylynn walks up to her. 'So?' She asks.
'Remanded in custody.' Sam replies.
'That's good news.' Shaylnn says. Peter then walks up behind her.
'Hey, I've got to head back to the office.' Peter tells Sam. 'I'll call you later.'
'OK.' Sam nods and they kiss, he then leaves one way whilst Sam and Shaylynn leaves the other way.
'How'd the scan go?' Shaylynn questions.
'Good.' Sam nods. 'They want to do regular scans though, because of the miscarriage.' Once out of the court house, they get into Shaylynn's car and Shaylynn drives to the firehouse. 'There was a nice strong heartbeat. They said I'm 6 weeks.' Sam says as they pull up in front of 51.
'That's a good sign.' Shaylynn grins. 'Everyone's going to Molly's later. Why don't you ask Peter to join.'
'Why? So you can slowly and painfully kill him?' Sam raises her eyebrow.
'As long as he doesn't hurt you, I'm fine with it.' Shaylynn tells her. They walk up the driveway and then they walk into the firehouse and into the common room.
'Hey guys.' Sam smiles.
'Hey Sam. Shaylynn.' Mouch smiles, looking up from from his paper. 'You look smart Sam.'
'I was at a plea hearing.' Sam replies.
'Yeah, and I don't think you should be wearing heels.' Shaylynn says disapprovingly.
'Why's that?' Casey asks confused.
'Shaylynn.' Sam warns her shaking her hand. Shaylynn just gets a big grin on her face.
'She's pregnant.' She blurts out.
'Shaylynn!' Sam groans. 'I'm only six weeks. I don't want to get everyone's hopes up. Especially after last time.' She then notices that everyone looks at her confused. 'I miscarried in the second month.' Sam's phone then rings, she gets it out of her jacket pocket and answers it. 'Special Agent Samantha Voight.' she says as she walks away.
'Hi, Sam. It's Aaron. Can you come to the office?'
'Sure. I'll be right there.' She then puts her phone down and heads back into the common room. 'I've got to head to the office. I'll be back soon.' Sam tells Shaylynn. 'Before you say anything, yes, I will keep my phone on.' Sam then leaves and within 15 minutes, she's on her way up to Aaron's office. When she arrives, his secretary shows her in. She notices Aaron has a box on his desk and he's putting his belongings into it. 'What's going on?' She asks.
'My brother, the one who lives in Australia, he's extremely ill. He want family around him. So, I'm going to spend some time with him.' Aaron explains. 'I would like you to take over as director. You're one of the best agents we've had. The reputation of your father also reassures families there will be justice.'
'When will you be back?' Sam asks.
'I'm not coming back. I'm quitting.' Aaron responds.
'It's been an honour working with you.' Sam smiles.
'Same with you.' Aaron responds. 'I've emailed you the typical jobs and working hours and pay.'
'Thank you.' Sam nods. Aaron then walks around to Sam.
'Until we meet again Special Agent Voight.' Aaron say holding his hand out.
'Until we meet again Special Agent Aaron White.' Sam responds shaking his hand. She then leaves and heads back to the firehouse.
When she walks into the common room, no-one is there apart from Shaylynn is is sitting on the couch, on her laptop. 'Hey.' Sam says as she sits next to her sister.
'Hey. What'd you need to go to the office for?' Shaylynn asks.
'I've been promoted to director.' Sam smiles.
'That's great news, but it's a lot of paperwork.' Shaylynn replies, closing her laptop and putting it on the coffee table.
'I know, but I think I prefer that.' Sam tells her. 'Especially if I have a little one of the way.' She adds placing her hand on her stomach.
A few hours later, once everyone has finished their shifts, they head to Molly's. Peter meets Sam there. When he arrives, he joins her at a secluded table. 'So, I did some digging, when Lindsay and Halstead talked to Lilly, she stuck to her story, but the case notes said that she seemed a bit off.' Peter tells her as he lays down their drinks and sits.
'She'd just be diagnosed with type 1 diabetes.' Sam informs him. 'She was probably in shock.'
'Would she be willing to testify?' Peter asks.
'I assume so.' Sam tells him as she takes a sip of her soda. 'I got promoted to director of the Chicago FBI field office.'
'Congratulations. You seem to be getting a lot of good news today.' Peter smiles. 'Anyway, I have a proposal.' Sam smiles, she knows it can't be that proposal but she has an idea of what it could be.
