"Part 3" – So this is love?

** This takes place about 2-3 months after Lisa went undercover to help Hank in Club VOLO. This will probably be the last part of this small story between these two characters unless I get asked to continue it by you amazing peoples. **

Chapter 1

"Here- they- come…" she could feel his lips against hers and his warm breath caressing her soft lips. "Lisa…" his voice was low and raspy and it made her body shiver when he whispered like that in her ear. "Hmmmm?" she answered, his mouth felt hot moving from her ear down to her exposed neck, leaving soft bites in a trail down to her collarbone. "Wake up…" Cuddy furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "What?" she whispered. "Wake up…."

As her eyes opened slowly she saw her mother leaning over her bed, shaking her gently. "Lisa, wake up-your alarm has been going off for 10 minutes!" "Shit—" she groaned, shifting in bed and stretching. "Ok-ok, I am up…" she grumbled into her pillow as she slowly sat up and looked out the window. It was another dreary day…and another lonely morning. Since her second run in with Hank Voight he continued to bog her mind and make appearances in her dreams frequently. She had not returned his many phone calls, thrown out the flowers he sent three times over, and always hid when he showed up at the hospital to see her. She couldn't face him- it was just too much. That night had felt all too real to her, how he made her feel, the things he said—he might have been acting but it was easy for Lisa to lose herself in his embrace. It had been so long since she had been with anybody and her body ached for that touch. "Coffee is ready, I have to get going because Rachel and I are going to the park…but we will see you later?" Heather Cuddy, Lisa's mom, had been staying with Lisa on and off to help with Rachel as Lisa had been struggling to get back to normalcy after her last run in with death. As she got up and got around for work she really began to wonder what went through Hank's mind that night…and does he still think about it.


Her skin was so soft and her scent was intoxicating. "Please….don't….stop…." her voice was cracking as his hands gripped her waist a little tighter and pushed her into the wall. Her nails were scratching gently down his back underneath his shirt and her head was tilted back, inviting him to leave his mark. He left soft kisses along her throat before letting his teeth graze her skin, causing her to hiss. "Hank…." "Hmmmm?" he was so focused and not able to stop himself. He wanted to hear what other noises he could coax from that beautiful mouth of hers. "HANK! Wake up!?" He grunted as his head dropped, hitting the desk. "Your team is back…" Sergeant Platt looked at him, tilting her head in concern and confusion. "You good, Voight?" He rubbed his sore neck and nodded before taking a swig from his water. "Don't tell me you have been here all night?" she questioned, concern growing in her tone. "Trudy… you know me…married to the badge…just have a lot to stay on top of…" he replied quickly as she just smiled and shook her head. "And why can't you just settle down and marry again so I don't have to worry about you all the time..?" she asked as she turned and left his office. Hank tilted back, resting his fingertips to his lips as if he could still feel her soft lips against his and let out long sigh.

He had not seen or heard from Dr. Lisa Cuddy since that night. He thought he had made it clear what his plan was that night but somehow things got crossed and he allowed himself to open up to her and now he lost her. "Voight…we just got a call…they need you down at headquarters…its big…" Olinksy popped in, looking around, concern showing through on his face too. "All good Al…I'm going to head down now…thanks…" Voight stood up, stretched his back, wincing in pain slightly, before grabbing his coat and tapping Olinksy on the shoulder and disappearing down to his blacked out SUV.


"Problems in radiology Dr. Cuddy…" Nurse Brenda was peering into her office, looking just as thrilled as she was to be there this Saturday morning. "Okay Brenda…thank you. I will head that way now…" Cuddy replied as she finished her last sentence on an email and sent it. Lisa loved being at work because it was where she felt comfortable, confident…and in control. The outside world scared Lisa, even though she would never admit that to anyone. Lisa knew what kind of title she had to hold up to in this hospital and in this city. Chicago had been tough on her since she moved here but she tried to not let it show how much it actually beat her down. She could barely take any loud noise without questioning if someone was coming after her. She had arranged her office and painted it ten times over to forget the scene that took place that day the first time she met Hank Voight. He saved her life that day and since then she could not stop thinking about him and how safe he made her feel in his presence. And then came their second encounter where all that went away. He had promised that she would be safe…yet there she was again face to face with danger. Even though that night caused Lisa serious trauma, she always thought about the parts of that night that were unforgettable in other ways. The way he grabbed her and lifted her when he first saw her that night. Or the way it felt to have him push her up against the wall and put his hands on her and kiss her with such passion. It made her body burn just thinking about it, but also caused her such pain and anger knowing that it was all an act to get what he needed that night…he didn't really feel that way about her. But what she wouldn't give to go back to that night and feel his touch, his lips on hers, and that deep raspy voice whispering in her ear. She swallowed hard as she came back to reality and took off down to the radiology wing.


"Sergeant…please, come in and have a seat…" Hank stepped into the door and closed it. As he turned he saw a table full of board members sitting there. Hank furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "What the hell is this about…?" Hank asked, becoming overwhelming angry. Why was he always being questioned? All he ever did was work as hard as he could to make this city the best it could be and the safest he, and his team, could make it. "Relax Voight…it's not that type of meeting" Jason, the board director replied as he motioned Hank to take a seat. As he sat, a file was pushed down the table to him. As Hank lifted it, he looked around the table carefully—this wasn't his normal meeting with the board. "Why me?" he asked, before even looking at the file. Jason raised her eyebrows before shaking his head and even cracking a smile. "Do you really need me to say it Voight? You have done an amazing job in this city…especially the last 5 months including that hostage situation at the hospital…." He trailed off, watching Voight who just had a blank look on his face.

"You are safe now…"

She fell into his arms, sobbing. That was when he realized his feelings were stronger than he could handle.

"Hank…? The file?" Jason cleared his throat, looking around and then back at Hank as he seemed to be somewhere else.

Hank cleared his throat and nodded, bringing himself back to reality as he thumbed through the papers. "All of a sudden I am 007 for this city now huh?" he joked, looking up at Jason and around the table. "This is another under cover…" Hank stated simply, raising his eyebrows. He went back to reading the file intently. "Money launderer… murderer….rapist… Kidnapper…sounds like a vacation…" he muttered sarcastically before throwing the file down on the table and rubbing his hands over his face. After sighing loudly, he leaned back over the table and looked at the front page. "Bruce Nolan…seriously?" Hank asked, reading over his alias. "And this says married and on honeymoon...how exactly-" Jason held his hand up to stop Voight from further questions. "I know…it's a lot. But you are the first person we thought and we need to act fast. Dominic Bandera has been at large all over Brazil and they finally pinned a location on him yesterday. We need to send someone tonight…" Jason trailed off, trying to read Voight's face. "And who exactly will be playing Mrs. Nolan…?" he questioned, raising his eyebrows to love to know the response. "Or should I say…" he looked at the file and then just laughed and shook his head. "Mrs. Nolan as the file reads…." He shrugged, realizing they hadn't even given her a name. "Well.." Jason paused, hesitant to see how Voight would react. "You did such a great job with Ms. Cuddy-" He stopped as he saw Voight's hand in the air to stop him. "You need to find someone else…" he said as he slowly stood up to walk out.

"Hank she has already complied and accepted the offer to help…" Jason stood, hoping to stop Voight from leaving. Hank stopped dead in his tracks and turned, his eyes wide. "You are talking about Dr. Lisa Cuddy from Chicago Med?" he asked, still not believing it. "Yes… her assistant and the head of diagnostics are able to handle her leave…we told her it would be a week at tops…" he studied Hank as he spoke. "Did you tell her who she would be working with…?" he asked hesitantly. Jason smiled and nodded, "Yes…she said only if it was you would she consider it…since you two are…well already familiar with one another and comfortable working together". Hank tried not to show any emotion but his heart was pounding. The idea of just seeing her again made his heart and mind race—but the idea of getting to have her close again and have her be his fake wife was enough for him to crack a slight smile. He covered his mouth with his finger and nodded with a quick change of face and looked stern. "I can't put her in that type of situation again…" Vought responded, picking up the file again. "That is why we are sending her with you…you have kept her safe twice now…we have faith…and so does she it seems…" Jason added with a shrug. "It's yours if you want it Hank…but I need to know now because if you aren't going then I need to find another couple…" he said as he studied Hank's reactions. Voight eyed the file, thumbing through the papers before just giving a hard nod- "I'll take it…I will be at the airport an hour early to brief Dr. Cuddy on our story…" he said calmly before turning and heading towards the door. He stopped and turned and gave a nod "Thanks for this opportunity…" he stated before turning and leaving, a smile crossing his lips and his heart pounding.