Pup

Closer

This hall was a lot less scary in the light and when he wasn't scared. Oliver didn't remember much of what he'd seen that night all except Hank's face and flashing lights. But he did remember what it sounded like. It was the echo of boots below him on this same exact floor they were walking on now through the back entrance of the station. But the difference now was the pitter-patter of his own feet alongside the billowing boot steps that made Hank's presence known and his own hidden and nearly nonexistent.

"You remember this hall?" Hank asked, glancing over his shoulder as they walked on.

"Yeah, I do. But I only remember making my wish in here" Oliver replied with a shadow of a smile on his lips. Hank looked at him with a quirked brow, "wish?"

Oliver nodded, "uhuh."

"Well what's the wish?:" Hank asked curiously.

"I can't tell you cause if I told you it'd never come true" he replied, his smile growing ever more present on his face.

"Huh," Hank smiled, "well tell me when it comes true."

"Okay, I will! I just wanna make sure" Oliver whispered the last part to himself which was drowned out by a quick blast of the noise of officers bustling back and forth but he was only exposed to the commotion for a moment before reaching a set of stairs with a locked door at the top. Hank went up first to tap the code into the door before opening it for Oliver to come up and through to the infamous black sight, the bullpen of intelligence. Inside it wasn't as chaotic and riveting as it was pictured at this time since there was only one guy at a desk and a girl on the computer in the corner. The girl seemed to involved in her work to see them come through but the guy who was sitting closest to the office did.

Jay momentarily glanced up at Hank as he walked through and went back to his work. But a flash of red down by Hank's side caught his attention causing him to glance back up again. Once he did his eyes were met with a blank space but not his ears. He angled his vision to the windows of Hank's office and heard just one word. A name actually, it was Oliver. Oliver, Oliver, where did he know that name from? He tried to covertly position himself to get a better look without being seen but no matter what position he took he didn't have any luck getting sight looking on him. After nearly being caught shifting and spying in his seat by Hank he gave up and dropped his eyes back to work. He shook off the curiosity trying to blind him by shaking his head and letting out a sigh. Maybe it was simply the police in him heightening this curiosity to know but he knew it was still none of his business. So why couldn't he mind it? That one flash of red itched and scratched in his memory taking his focus away from his work. But he forced himself on as Antonio would be back soon from a meeting with his CI soon and Voight would like the information upon the whiteboard sooner or later so he had to push through.

Jay ended up getting his work done fairly quickly, printing pictures, copying information up on the board and writing connections and evidence they had for their case. But before he could take a step to turn around his curiosity came back and bit him like a bad habit. He was so close to the window he could get a glace of the kid to see if he was the one Jay was secretly hoping it was. He stood at the far left of the board acting like he was looking through his work but really he was using his peripheral vision in order to make sure Hank's back was turned before he looked and to his luck, Hank was on his computer giving Jay the perfect window. Jay leaned out from around the board and looked through the slits of the blinds on the windows and saw him. A little boy with small, frail stature, a small face, raging red curls and green eyes with freckles all over his little cheeks and nose. He was on the couch playing with something, that something which he couldn't see but as he watched him Jay's memory came to him and left him shocked. Oliver, the boy from two months prior. It couldn't be him. But it had too. Jay remembered that night he first met Oliver when he was brought in very clearly. Kim, Haily, and Adam were trying to talk to him but it wasn't working.