This is my first fanfiction. All mistakes are my own.
I have 4 other chapters that I am still tweaking...I will try to post them quickly.
I am all about happy endings. It might not look like it, but we'll get there eventually.
Triggers: Implied rape, abuse, PTSD, self harm, torture.
Disclaimer - I own nothing to do with Chicago PD - except of course, my love for it.
PART 1
Al's POV
The ambulance took Jay to University Hospital even though we wanted him to go to Med. University was closer and the paramedics were worried about Jay being combative. They couldn't safely sedate him again with a head injury and if he woke up they didn't want him to go off in such a small space - on wheels. That's why we found ourselves in front of some random doctor giving us a rundown on Jay's condition in an unfamiliar waiting room. It's kind of sad, when you think of it, that any waiting room would be deemed 'familiar' but I guess that's something that comes with the job. Erin runs up the same time the doctor reaches us. She was with Burgess and Roman sitting on Flen's shop while we were breaching his apartment.
"Jay's going to be okay. No internal injuries. Besides the multiple contusions, he also has a good number of taser burns (?) covering his body." With this statement the doctor looks at Voight for confirmation and receives the Voight "affirmative grunt" in return. "He has a few hairline fractures to three ribs on his left side, a moderate, borderline severe, concussion that will need to be monitored and a broken ankle. It's not a bad break. It won't require surgery. Just a cast and crutches for 4-6 weeks. We are going to want to keep him at the very least 24 hours to monitor the affects of the concussion and that will give us the opportunity to get some fluids in him."
Antonio exhales an angry "Jesus."
The doctor continues, "We still have him sedated. He started to struggle again during the CT and we had to put him out."
"When can we see him?" Which really means, 'I want to see him right now!' when Erin asks it.
"We are waiting for a room to become available. I'll have the nurse get you when they move him." With that he makes his exit and we return to our seats. I'm sure we are all thinking the same thing; relief that Jay is okay and worry over how he reacted when we tried to free him from the cuffs. Ten minutes later we hear footsteps running down the hall. Ruzek sticks his head out and waves at, I'm assuming Will, to let him know where we are. Will and Dr. Rhodes burst through the door moments later.
"Is he okay? What the hell happened?" Panic is written all over Will's face. He's not a doctor right now, hasn't been one since Voight called him - he's now just a brother. Antonio speaks up. He starts with what the doctor just said and moves on to how they found Jay. "We had a lead on Flen, the suspect. It panned out. We were able to not only confirm who he was but where he lived and worked."
Ruzek takes over; "We broke the door down and found Jay was unconscious, tied to a chair, naked, except for a sheet placed over his lap. He was coming to and then started to panic as soon as we started to uncuff him. His arms were free and only one of his legs when he really lost it. You could tell he was badly injured and still sort of out of it yet he still fought all 5 of us, while his foot was still hooked to a chair. That's probably why he broke his ankle. It took all of us to subdue him enough so he wouldn't hurt himself more and he still struggled the whole time. We could barely hold him until the bus got there and paramedics could sedate him." Erin listens, hand over her mouth in disbelief. This is all new information to her. She wasn't on the raid, she was sitting on Flen's place of employment with Roman and Burgess.
Towards the end of Ruzek's story, Rhodes leaves the group and approaches the doctor that treated Jay. Seconds into their conversation Rhodes was getting upset. Then everyone turned their attention to Rhodes when he yelled, "Are you fucking kidding me? Why didn't you?" Rhodes glares at the doctor as he remains silent. "It's protocol. Do it!" Will heads down the hall to Rhodes as the University doctor leaves, looking intimidated. Rhodes says something and Will looks stunned at first. Then in one fluid motion, Will lets his head fall back and grabs it with both hands. He then drops down to a crouch, still holding his head but now he stares at the floor. Rhodes puts his hand on Will's shoulder. Just then Will springs back up, turns on his heel and storms outside. Only stopping long enough to put his fist through a wall on the way there. Voight leaves the group, heading towards Rhodes but looking after Will. We all look on, stunned. Will is usually mild mannered and calm, even if the shit's hitting the fan. Atwater says what we are all thinking, "what the hell?!"
"What's going on Rhodes. What are they keeping us?"
"They aren't keeping anything from you, except their stupidity, which they are only now aware of." He hangs his head and sighs, "They didn't do a rape kit Voight. They should have done a rape kit." Voight stoically takes this in. A gravelly "Hmph" is the start of his reply. "They're doing one now?" Rhodes only nods. "Good." Then, "Voight, I need you to take Will back to Med. We'll be there soon." Voight nods and walks out the door after Will.
Rhodes is at the nurses station being an asshole to the Attending Physician. He turns to us when we approach him, looking exasperated and like he is barely keeping his anger in check. Before we can ask, he lead us away from the desk and back to the waiting room. He huffs and says, "They didn't do a rape kit. They are doing one now and then we are going to transfer him to med. I need you guys to head over. Voight is on his way there with Will." And then he just walks away into what, I am assuming, is Jay's treatment room.
Whatever anger we were keeping a lid on when Jay was first brought in has reached it's boiling point. All we can do is glare at each other in our shared rage at what happened to Jay and what we are afraid might have also happened. Before any of us can unleash our mutual anger in a strange ER, we head over to Med, where they will understand our rage and join us in it.