Secret Admirer

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Kim's P.O.V.
   
    It was 7:30 am on the 12th of December when I got into work. As soon as I stepped into the precinct Trudy gave me a slight smirk before handing me a letter. I open it while walking up the stairs.
   
Kim,

I know you are probably confused right now, but hopefully by the end of this you won't be. Counting today there are 12 days until Christmas Eve. Each day you are going to get a little surprise. Since you're on your way to becoming a detective I expect that you'll figure out who I am before Christmas. If not, don't worry you'll find out one of these twelve days. For the first day go to your desk and look in the bottom draw on the right.

- Secret Admirer (as corny as that is)

    I went right over to my desk, and opened the drawer that I normally leave empty, to see it filled with all my favorite chips, candy, and granola bars. Everything that I could want for a late night working a case.

On the second day there was a coffee waiting for me on my desk when I got back from checking in with my CI, just the way I like it may I add.

On the third day there was a bag on my desk from my favorite bagel shop with my favorite bagel. I know that normally I wouldn't be so carefree about getting random gifts, but I was pretty sure I knew who it was after the first one so I'm letting this play out.

On the fourth day there was a box at my door with my favorite book, movie, and some popcorn. It was the perfect way to spend my day off, which is what I think the point for it was.

On the fifth day I got an envelope with two tickets to go to a Blackhawks game in January. Hockey was my favorite sport.

On the sixth day there was an envelope and a book under it. The book was by Emily Dickenson who is one of my favorite writers. I know it may not seem like it, but I have always loved reading and writing. It's one of the few things I keep out of the job. This also just strengthened my suspicion on who was behind this because only so many people know, and only one of them has full access to Intelligence. The envelope had two custom dog tags that had both sides on each engraved. The first one had one of my favorite quotes by Emily Dickenson, "I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one and I look at it. Until it begins to shine." and then on the back it had a little note by my "secret" admirer. "Now you have a reminder of one of the things you taught me. Words are more powerful than we realize. I love you, Always" He must have known that I would've caught on because the idiot put his initials after that. The other one had my initials and then an equal sign and then badass detective. On the back was another little message, "I figured I didn't want to have to get another one made when you made detective." and again he put his initials. I put both of them around my neck before sending him a smile.

On the seventh day I came into work, and there was nothing on my desk, but when I pull out my chair there was a sticky note on it.
For the seventh day there is something in the breakroom that might catch your eye. It might be used by all of Intelligence, but now you can at least have good coffee to go along with those snacks you have in that drawer.
I make my way over to the breakroom to see a shiny new coffee maker. I had a feeling that the new year was gonna be good, considering how amazing this year seemed to be ending.

On the eighth day there was a box at my door in the morning. It had a "Chicago Sports Survival Kit" filled with Blackhawks, Bears, and Cubs merch. There were also tickets to see a Cubs game in the spring, and two books. The Dummy Rule Books for Football. I guess he was tired of having to explain to me football rules every time I watched a game with him. I was pretty good on baseball rules, and lingo. I decided to learn it when I found out that it was his favorite sport. I just can't understand football for the life of me.

On the ninth day there was something new on my desk. It was a picture frame of him, me, and Zoe from when we took her to a preseason Blackhawks game a little while ago. That day was amazing. Him and Zoe surprisingly get along really well. It was sort of a bummer that she was spending Christmas with her dad. A couple minutes after I got to my desk my phone went off with a text message from Your Secret Admirer. I can't believe he got into my phone to change his name in my contacts.

Secret Admirer: Hope you like the picture. I noticed that you didn't have any pictures off me on your desk.

Me: You don't either. Is this why you stayed at my place last night because last night your contact was not Secret Admirer?

Secret Admirer: I can have multiple motives. Besides I have to do this 100% even if you figured it out on the first day.

Me: Would you rather that be because I'm just that good, your just that bad, or a healthy mix of we just know each other too well?

Secret Admirer: Just not the second one. My ego can't take it after how much you beat it up.

Me: And you still love me?

Secret Admirer: Always

    We probably would've kept texting, but Hank came in with a case. God that man is amazing this whole secret admirer thing sort of proved that. I switched his name in contact back to what it was before because of work.

On the tenth day when I woke up there was breakfast already made, but he wasn't in sight. Probably on his morning jog, even though it's the middle of winter. He goes stir crazy without it I'm telling you. In the spring, summer, and fall I go with him sometimes, but I couldn't do it in Chicago winter.

On the eleventh day there was a present on my coffee table when I got back from doing errands. I should've never given him a key. (Insert eye roll) I laugh to myself while picking up the note on the top.

    Tomorrow meet me outside of the place where you got your first letter from me at 8;30 in the morning. You'll finally be able to see the face of your secret admirer. Until then I hope this will keep you entertained since I can't be with you today.

    It was a puzzle. The end result being a quote about why I became a cop,

"Why I became a cop
can be answered with two simple answers:
I hate to sleep,
and I'm addicted to coffee."

On the twelfth day I got to the precinct at 8:25 only to see him already sitting on the steps of the precinct. His eyes met mine almost immediately as he got up to give me a kiss, that was far too short for my liking.
    "Surprised?" He raises his eyebrow while smirking in a joking manner. I swat his chest lightly before pressing a light kiss to his lips.
    "Very (insert eye roll) I mean you literally put your initials on one of the gifts. Though how did you know that I knew from the first day." He starts to lead me into the precinct which has me concerned because we don't have work today.
    "Only people from Intelligence and Trudy know that you keep that draw empty to put snacks in it, but I'm the only one who knows where you keep the key to said draw because everyone else tries to take the food." He does too, but he saw where I put the key a couple of months ago, and then it became a game for him to try and find it in its new hiding spot. So far he's been able to find it every time I hide it. He starts to lead me to the stairs which is where I put my foot down and turn into his embrace.
    "Jay why are we going up to Intelligence?"
    "You'll see oh and I brought all of the presents you got for everyone so don't worry." Jay leads me up the stairs.
    "Why would I need..." When we walk into the room everyone is there. Antonio and his kids, Adam and Hailey, Kevin, Voight, Al, Trudy and Mouch, and Nicole and Zoe. Nicole should be on her way to take Zoe to her dad's by now.
    "Nicole ended up getting Zoe until tonight. She found out on the 10th, and we wanted to surprise you since you thought you would only see Zoe tomorrow night." Jay whispered in my ear before I turned around, and basically attacked him with a hug.
    "You are the best boyfriend ever!" He held me close, but of course Adam had to break up the moment,
    "Hey I resent that!" He got whacked by Hailey who shut him up pretty easily.

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