𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘄 | After a horrible loss at the 21st district, the vibe in the intelligence unit, has been different. Losing Alvin Olinsky has been harder on some of the team more than others, but that doesn't mean one person is m...
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CHAPTER SEVEN fathers and sons
"So, okay, uh, graduated magna cun laude from Loyola, played varsity soccer in high school, sang karaoke with Mike Ditka at Franky's Tavern. 'You Don't Send Me Flowers' Barbra Streisand. Neil Diamond. Go" Trudy says, as she's surrounded by the Intelligence unit, at a restaurant, to celebrate her 25 years as a Chicago police officer.
"Ditka don't do karaoke, so that's the lie" Kevin says, as Hailey points at him, indicating that she agrees.
"No, definitely not. It's soccer. The woman hates moving" Kim states.
"Yeah, there's no way you played varsity soccer in high school" Brayden says.
"Really?" Trudy says.
"They didn't even have girl's soccer back then, so.." Antonio says, making everyone laugh, expect Trudy, of course.
"Up high" Kim says, standing from her seat to give Dawson a high five.
"Who was your coach, Jesus?" Antonio jokes again, making the table laugh again.
"Any last guesses?" Platt asks.
"Gracie and I think it's the first one. Graduated magna cun laude from Loyola" Sam states.
"What is it? What is it?" Adam asks. Trudy looks around the table and says, "Sam's right. It's the loyola thing"
"Yes" Sam smiles, high fiving her 3 year old.
"I dropped out after two years so I could move to LA with my boyfriend" Trudy says, as Hank gets up from the table to answer a call, "I played keyboards in a heavy metal rock band called Black Ice. What could possibly go wrong?"
"25 years, I think that's pretty amazing" Kim smiles, stuffing a fork full of cake in her mouth.
"Yeah, well, it's actually insane, and by the way, it feels more like 50, so get out while you can" Trudy says, making the group laugh.
"Gracie sweetie, do you want to give aunt Trudy the picture you made for her?" Sam asks, as Gracie nods her head. Gracie gets down off of her uncle Adam's lap and walks over to Trudy with a piece of paper in her hand. Platt picks Gracie up, setting her on her lap, looking at the picture and says, "Wow, this is really great. It looks just like us" then shows everyone who agree.
"Hey, guys, sorry to break up the party." Hank says, walking back to the table, "I got a call from the CI. Drug mule just showed up at his motel. We gotta roll"
