After she and Justin got into the car with Halstead, and they had watched Lil Chavez disappear into the cold Chicago night, Erin turned to Justin.
"What the fuck was that Justin!" Erin shouted loudly, "What would of happened if I hadn't went along with the 'cook' thing!?"
"Just let me explain" pleaded Justin.
"I got into some bad shit, with the wrong people" Justin started to explain, his eyes pleading for mercy.
"Just wait till Voight hears about this" said Erin. "After all he's done for you!"
"Please, you can't tell my dad!"
"Try me" Erin growled.
Justin turned to Halstead, "Please man, help me out if my dad finds out about this I'm fucked"
"Sorry man, but whats gonna happen when they come lookin' for Lindsay again, huh, you've put her in danger too" explained Halstead
"Okay let's head back to the station" said Lindsay. "No, please!" Justin looked anxious. "He'll never forgive me!" "Well you should have thought of that before" Lindsay said angrily, "now let's go."
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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!
