{Chapter Thirty}
"Justice"
{Chicago PD: S3 Ep21}
[Elena's POV]
A groan escaped my lips as I sat up in bed, my hand immediately moved to the bandaged up wound on my chest, I let out a sore breath and waited a minute before I pulled my feet out from under the bedsheets and placed them onto the soft rug laid on the floor beside my bed.
"Hey, you okay?" Jay asked groggily from beside me, I looked behind me and smiled gently when I saw Jay, his hair was a sleepy mess and he was half-awake, half-asleep. "You're on strict orders, bed rest for a week, it's been six days, one more day, then you can walk around,"
"Well, I gotta go the bathroom, go sleep," I replied gently, "You need your sleep, you gotta go to work in a few hours," I added before pressing a quick kiss to Jay's lips before getting up from the bed, Jay mumbled something incoherent before his head hit the pillow and he fell back to sleep.
Instead of heading to the bathroom as I said, I slipped out of the bedroom and made my way through the apartment, I noticed the bathroom light was on and assumed Kim, who was staying here while her apartment was fixed up after a few pipes blew, was getting ready for her patrol shift which started in a few hours.
A shiver ran through me when my feet hit the cold tile floor belonging to the kitchen, instead of grabbing the coffee pot like I usually would, instead, I went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. My brows furrowed when I heard a floorboard creak the sound echoing throughout the room, I glanced to the side and saw someone was still in the bathroom but that wasn't who made a floorboard creak. Someone else was in the apartment.
I quietly placed my bottle of water down on the counter and pulled a knife out of the block of knives sat beside the fridge. Carefully moving through the kitchen, I turned to check the noise didn't come from the entrance of the apartment and saw nothing but I did sense someone behind me. I quickly spun around, my body surging with pain in protest as I pressed the knife to the unknown party's throat.
"Roman?" I said between gritted teeth, "What the frack are you doing here!" I snapped,
Roman gulped and glanced down at the knife which was still pressed to his throat, "Um... can you move the knife away from my throat,"
The bathroom door opened and I turned my head to see Kim emerging, presumably after hearing me snap at Roman because I wasn't exactly quiet when I spoke. I raised my brow at Kim and nodded towards Roman when I said, "I'm hoping this was a clothed sleepover that I didn't know about,"
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