Listen to Her || A Chicago P.D. Fanfiction

6

A/N: The song being used in this chapter is 'Another Fight' by Saint Asonia. The author does not own the song whatsoever. All credit goes to those who it belongs to. Lyrics will be in bold letters. Any changed words, to better suit this chapter, will be in brackets. Some lyrics may be left out.

"Good morning." The sniper softly greets Jay as he walks towards her locker.

"You didn't even see me." He says as he crosses his arms over his chest.

"I've memorized your footsteps." She tells him, turning to face him after closing her locker door. "Did you wanna talk about something?" She asks as he just stares at her.

"You'll be shooting today, so get suited up like you would if we were doing a case. Voight's orders. Meet us in the shooting room in 5." He informs her, leaving without letting her thank him.

Once he's gone, she closes and locks the two doors in order to change into her tactical gear. Nothing over the top, just a pair of plain black cargo pants with a matching black long sleeve shirt. She hangs her rifle on her back, moving to grab her helmet and her goggles. Feeling prepared, she unlocks both doors then exits through the one closest to the bullpen in order to leave through there. When she gets to the lobby, Trudy looks up from her paperwork.

"They're all waiting for you in the booth." She informs the teen who nods once.

"Thanks, Trudy."

"Show 'em what you're made of, kiddo."

Danielle slightly smiles at her friend before continuing to make her way to the shooting room. Arriving, she finds she's the only one there. Looking behind her and upwards, she finds Hank front and center at the small window, looking down at her. The others are standing around behind him, talking to each other while they can before they have to put on their earmuffs. Hank gives her a nod, something she takes as a sign to go ahead and get set up.

"You think she'll hit all of the targets?" Kevin skeptically asks his friends.

"I'll bet $40 she doesn't." Adam is quick to answer.

"$80 that she does." Kevin says, both best friends shaking on their deal.

After adjusting the loaned pair of earmuffs over her head, she sets up her M82 on the small stand in front of her. Stepping out of the stall, she looks behind herself and up again, giving her boss a nod.

"Let the show begin." Antonio says as he gets closer to the window.

A red light blinks in the farthest part of the room, signaling for her to get into position. The light goes solid before turning green. With eyes focused straight ahead, she takes off the safety from her rifle.

"Firing!" She shouts, as was protocol at the academy.

The first three targets drop down, and she doesn't hesitate to let bullets begin to fly, hitting each one.

"Beginner's luck." Jay comments as they all attentively watch her demolish more targets.

Some pop up, which she aims and shoots at with ease, even if they did take her by slight surprise. Once she's out of bullets, she quickly lays down the rifle, then grabs her assigned gun from her holster, switching firearms like it's nothing. She shoots a few more targets, rubber dummies that come in from her left side of the room.

"She's gonna miss that last one. We all did." Adam says with a smile, sounding cocky about winning the bet.

Thinking the round of targets is done, Danielle still stays alert as the red light doesn't begin blinking. From the right side, a dummy appears, zipping forward at such a fast speed that she sets down her gun alongside her rifle. Quickly taking out her pocket knife and flipping it open, she throws it at the dummy that stops a foot away from her stall. The blade gets lodged in its throat, and the red light begins blinking again, letting her know that the exercise is over.