My newest Chicago PD story! About Burgess this time with a focus on Burzek too. I really hope you will like it and if you like this first chapter, please do leave a review so I know you are interested in this story! Please do and I hope you enjoy the read.

Standing by the window in the kitchen, she was making sandwiches for her and Adam, so they could have breakfast before going to work. Today would be her first day back to work…and honestly she was not looking forward to it at all. She had bene so excited about starting in intelligence, but she was scared and she didn't even know about what. One of the strains of brown hair fell in front of her eyes and she wiped it behind her ear, the palm of her hand caressing over the rough line of skin on her cheek.

Looking back at the sandwiches, she tried not to think about the scar in her face. She hated it. It was not just a scar, it was also there for everybody to see, everybody who looked at her saw it and it would be an eternal souvenir to being shot.

She heard some kids laughing and singing and she looked out of the window, a group of kids walking on the street below her, with their back packs and she knew that they were going to school. They were living their lives and she was going back to hers.

Suddenly, two arms wrapped around her middle and kissed her in her neck and Adam's lips went up to behind her ear, kissed her there, over her jaw to her mouth.

''Good morning, sunshine.'' He whispered then and she laughed, turning around and kissing him. His hand suddenly reached out and she was scared he was going to touch the scar, but instead his hand went to the hair that was in her face again and put it behind her ear.

''You look good, excited about getting back to work?'' He asked and she nodded.

''Yeah, I missed it. '' She said, letting go of a nervous smile and he hugged her.

''It will all be fine, you are going to do great in intelligence. Antonio will be your partner and be your mentor for the first time, it will all be fine.'' Adam said and they kissed another time. After having breakfast together, they went to the office.

''Kimmers. I heard you are mine now.'' Antonio said as he laid his hand on her shoulders for a second and she looked back.

''Can I still leave?'' She joked, pulling one eyebrow up.

''Well, I was a pretty good mentor to Ruzek, so I think you will survive.'' Antonio said and Voight came walking from the office.

'They found a boy this morning in the park, seventeen year old, got homicide on it, but we are given the case now.''

''Are we going to see the crime scene?'' Ruzek asked.

''They are cleaned it.'' Voight said, shaking his head.

''Hopefully they made pictures.'' Halstead said, rolling his eyes and Voight nodded.

''They did. The victim is Jeremy Furler. His parents still have to be informed. Antonio and Burgess, I trust you to be on that.'' Voight said and he walked back into his office as he was grabbing the other papers.

Antonio walked to Voight's office and walked in.

''Are you sure we should go tell them? It is only her first day back.''

''She works in intelligence, she has to get used to it. '' Voight said, looking at Burgess, leaning against the desk and with her sleeves now moved up and he looked at the large, rough scar that was still on her arm and Kim looked up, caught him looking and pulled her sleeve down again, looking at the desk.

''Are you ready to go?'' Antonio asked and she nodded and walked after him. They sat down in the car and an awkward silence filled the car and Antonio stopped at a coffee bar, came walking back with two cups, hoping this would break the ice between them. Burgess seemed to be so…off.

He put them in the car and she looked at him and he looked at the scar and she turned her eyes away, almost embarrassed.

''It healed well.'' Antonio said as they drove to the house. She looked out of the window, not feeling the same as he did but smiled then. He meant it nice.

''Thanks.''

''Oh, by the way, that cup of coffee is yours, if you want it.'' He said then and she took the cup.

''Thanks again.''

''Tomorrow you are buying the coffee…it was just because it is your first day here.'' He said with a teasing smile as he parked the car and they walked to the door. What would the woman think when she opened the door? Would she think that something was wrong with her son or that the police woman in front of her was hideous. The door opened and before she could even say anything, Antonio started to talk, not wanting her to have to bring the bed news and Kim just stood there. Who knew, maybe, if she had been standing and inch to the left, she had been hit right onto the throat when she was shot…and they had been standing by Adam's door like this….she was sure Platt knew about them.

''Kim.'' She suddenly heard Antonio say and she looked up at the parents.

''I am very sorry for your loss.'' She said then, a little absent.

She finished the day, trying to keep her mind on work, but something felt off and she felt almost guilty, because this is what she really wanted. This is what she had always wanted and now it all didn't seem to matter because something was wrong. She didn't want to be bothered by the scars and she didn't know why they bothered her so much. Something just felt off in everything and it made her sad.

That night, she laid in bed with Adam and tried to fall asleep, she tried to feel better but sleep didn't seem to come. Finally, at four in the morning she closed her weary eyes and fell asleep.

As every day, Kim walked through the aisle of the plane. The Virgin flight had just taken off and she was looking around if everything was okay, if anybody needed anything when the little girl she was standing beside suddenly pulled her sleeve and Kim looked down.

''Can I help you?'' She asked friendly.

''What is on your face?'' The kid asked then and Kim knew she shouldn't stop smiling as a flight attendant.

''How do you mean?'' She asked polite.

''There is something on your face.'' The girl said and Kim brought her hand to her face.

''it is on your arm too.'' The girl said then, Kim looking down at her arm. As it was summer season on Virgin, she was wearing the short sleeved uniform and surprised she looked at the severely scarred inside of her upper arm. Confused she ran to the lavatory, looking in the mirror, looking at the scar in her face with a frown. She touched it carefully and then saw the horribly scaring on her arm and panicking, she pulled the scarf from her uniform of her neck, finding even more scars in her neck.

Sweating, she woke up and sat up in bed, Adam remaining asleep and she climbed out of bed, walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror again. The red line was there, in her face, another smaller one under it and she hated them. She looked back at Adam, still asleep in the bed and she wondered how he could still think she was pretty, these scars were hideous and they would not go away anymore. What if he thought she was ugly? Slowly she sat down on the floor, hid her face in her hands and started to sob.

NOTE: Burgess is back at work and is struggling a lot because of what happened and with the scars and is afraid that Adam doesn't think she is pretty anymore and doesn't even know what to think about herself but what does this fear come from and is she going to be okay?

Thank you so much from reading the first chapter and I really hope you liked it! I hope you want to see more of this story and hopefully until the next chapter. Please do leave a review with what you think and I hope you thought this was good.