Linstead One Shots

Pain (pt. 1)

Okay please don't be mad but i waited until the last minute, per usual, and now it's really late and I have tryouts tomorrow so I need to get to sleep. I have a lot more planned for this chapter so I'll try to post the part two tomorrow, not next Sunday. Please comment and let me know what you think, I would love some pointers if you have any. Thanks and enjoy!

*dating*

She walked into the bar looking stunning. She was wearing a white cropped dressy tank top that fit snugly against her chest and a white knee-length skirt, so that only about two inches of her abdomen was showing. Her hair was in loose curls, just the way that drove Jay crazy, which she knew. He had said that she looked like a literal angel before they left, with her beautiful white outfit and with her hair in that particular style. Unfortunately for him, he was stuck in a van with the rest of the team outside the bar.

They were on an undercover operation, Erin being the one that went under. The rest of the team was situated in a van on the opposite side of the street. Mouse had gotten a mic disguised as a pair of earrings and a camera hidden in a necklace so that they could have eyes and ears on the inside at all times. With the jewelry helping them hear what's going on inside, she had an earpiece in her ear to hear them.

Once Jay saw the door close behind her, he became slightly more alert. He had always watched out for her, them being partners and all, but since they started dating he had always been more worried when she went in alone. Especially since she went into a house without back up and almost had her neck slit, that was a day he never wanted to relive.

Once she had walked in, she sat at the bar and ordered a club soda, not wanting to drink on the job. She kept an eye out for the leader of the drug smuggling ring, that operated out of the bar she was currently in, that they were looking for, Jared Kemper. Him and his team had recently killed some members of a gang who had tried to steal their merchandise. The only reason it was there case and not narcotics was because of the murders.

Every cop more or less loved undercover work, Erin however loved it. She liked being someone else and playing the part, it was fun for her. It was also extremely comforting to know that her entire team was outside in case she needed them. Intelligence was a family, and especially to her because she didn't have much of another one, and they would do anything to protect one of their own.

About fifteen minutes after sitting at the bar, she saw Kemper walk up. He sat down three seats away from her and ordered a drink. She faced away from him, whispering into her mic that he had arrived. They couldn't move in until they had proof of the drugs they knew he was carrying. She got up and moved to the seat next to him, making sure that she was facing him so that her necklace cam could pick up well for the team.

Once she sat down, she crossed her legs and rested her arm on the counter, twirling her hair in between her fingers. She needed to act drunk and flirty to try and get the needed information. Kemper glanced over at her and ordered another beer.

"Well hello there, I'm Jared, what's your name?"

"Stephanie," she giggled, trying to act as drunk as possible.

"Well Stephanie, I think you look gorgeous tonight." He smirked at her.

Even though Jay knew it was all an act, it still made his blood boil to watch some guy flirt with his girl, especially considering who he was. The team watched Erin as she put her hand on his thigh, which didn't help Halstead's case.

"I definitely wouldn't mind going home with someone as good looking as you later," she smiled at him, hating what she was saying.

"Would you now?"