y/n just graduated the police academy and applied to become an officer for the Chicago Police Department. After landing the job at the 21st precinct, you catch a glimpse of the sergeant of the Intelligence Unit.
I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY CHARA...
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(TW: sexual content, mentions of guns, and murder)
You get back to your apartment at 11:30pm and immediately get into the shower.
After about 45 minutes, you get out of the shower, dry off and walk into your room. You put on a pair of sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt. You were extremely tired from a long day so you decide to go to bed.
You are abruptly woken up to the sounds of a fire truck and EMS vehicles. You roll your eyes and get out of bed.
"It's like an everyday occurrence." You say in a grouchy tone as you adjust the sheets of your bed.
You finish moving the sheets around and look over to the clock on the wall.
"God damn. It's already 6:30am?" You say while walking over to the closet and picking your outfit for the day.
You decide on a pair of black jeans and a maroon long sleeve mock neck shirt. You slide your glock into your appendix holster and then walk into the bathroom to brush your hair, teeth and put on some makeup.
You walk into the kitchen and grab your bag, and keys.
"I'm feeling..." Your voice trails off as you walk over to the coat hooks. "Fancy today." You say as you pull a long, light brown, coat off the hook and put it on.
You walk out of the apartment and shut the door behind you. Getting into the elevator and then heading out into the parking lot.
You get in your car and start the drive to the district.
Approaching a red light, you stop and sit back into the seat. Your mind starts to think about the case and any further leads.
The light changes and you drive through the intersection. A few minutes later you pull into the parking lot of 21 and park in the back lot.
You get out of the car and walk inside the loading garage. Shutting the door behind you, you hear a noise.
Your eyes dart over to the cage and see that Rhondi was sitting inside, cuffed to the wall.
"Hey bitch. Get me out of here, that crazy old guy put me in here." Rhondi yells as you walk past the cage.
"Which one?" You yell back, as you walk up the stairs, laughing under your breath.
You walk into the room, seeing that half of the unit was already working. You walk over to your desk and sit down, flipping open the file and re-reading some of the information.
Antonio walks over to your desk with 2 cups of coffee and sets one down in front of you.
"How do you feel today?" He says with a laugh.
"I feel good." You say laughing, and rubbing your right shoulder.
"Did you see Rhondi in the cage when you came in? Apparently Voight got him to talk, and now we have a huge lead that," He stops for a second, looking over in Voight's direction. "Will make Ivory Tower happy with us." He says with a reluctant shrug.
