Hattie Page is a nobody, and who's fault is that? Jasper Kings. Hattie is the outcast. She has no one in her life. Her parents always seem to be gone when she needs them the most, and her friends...well she has none. All thanks to Jasper. Jasper sees her as his toy. A human play thing for him to mess with. But when a prank goes too far, causing Hattie to break a leg, Jasper has no choice but to be there to pick up the pieces.

"Sunny, I want to be honest with you." He took his hand off of hers. "I'm not good with relationships that are more than friends, and half the time I can't even keep female friends." Sunny nodded her head gently. "The more you hang out with me and around here, Sunny, the more you're going to hear about it. I have a long list of one night stands and flings and-and I don't.... Sunny, I don't want you on that list. I don't want to do that to you. I'm not the saint you think I am." She dropped her eyes down to her hands. Her fingertips traced a scar along the back of her hand. "And you think I am?" Severide said nothing. Sunny shifted around on the bench and leaned against his shoulder. "We have a lot more in common than you think, Kelly Severide." DISCLAIMER I do not own any of the Chicago Fire, Chicago PD, and Chicago Fire characters. I only have the rights to my characters.