"That was a tough one, feel like a drink later?" Erin asked Jay on the way back to the station. "I don't think so, what would your dad think about that?" "What do you mean my dad?" "I think you know what I mean" Erin rolled her eyes and sighed, when is Voight ever going to stop treating me like a child she thought to herself, I'm starting- her thought were quicky interrupted when she spotted Justin on a street corner with a guy in a black hoodie. "What the HELL is he doing?" she said out loud "What, who?!" said Jay. Erin quickly pulled over "This will just be a minute" she said to Jay as she started getting out of the car. "Wait, let me come with you" "No, you already know how Justin feels about you" Jay sunk back into his seat "Fine, but if anything happens I'll be over there in two seconds."
Erin hid her badge and gun and slowly walked over to where the two men were standing. "Oh, there you are said," said Justin, who then turned to the man in the hoodie "This is my friend Lindsay, the cook" Erin's eyes widened, but she went along with it, Justin could be in some real trouble, besides he looked really anxious, like he might puke any second. "So you're the cook?" said the man in the hoodie. "Yeah," said Erin "who wants to know?"
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Linstead
FanfictionLindsay tries to help Justin out of a sticky situation by pretending to be his high-class, experienced meth cooker, what happens when she goes undercover without backup? I try to update as much as possible so please be patient!
