Title: Feelings

Rating: Strong T for some language and normal adult behavior

Disclaimer: Chicago PD and its affiliated characters do not belong to me. I mean no copyright infringement. I only use them as a means to de-stress myself.

Summary: Different one-shots all about Burgess and Ruzek. Each one will be centered around a "feeling" that one or both of them may have. These one-shots will not take place in the realm of the TV show, but will include different times in their relationship (dating, engagement, married, etc.). Burzek all the way!

Spoilers: Nothing specific for the series (I don't think).

Chapter 1 - Jealous

Jealous. That's all Adam could think. He was jealous of every man who was going to see Kim in the dress she was wearing as she walked out of the locker room. Although he had seen her in everything from sweat pants to cocktail dresses before, the dress Kim was wearing put everything she had ever worn previously to shame. It was a black, form-fitted, thigh-length dress that hugged her in all the right places. The dress revealed her incredible cleavage as well as her amazing legs. Her makeup was dark and smoky, her lips a fiery red. She was wearing a pin-straight blond wig that fell to her mid-back. She looked like a bombshell off the cover of a men's magazine. Adam was practically salivating. The only problem was, her look wasn't for him.

"Damn," Adam muttered as Kim walked over to him. "You clean up good."

"Is that all you have to say?" Kim asked with a flirtatious smile.

Adam leaned closer to her to whisper in her ear. "If we were alone right now, you wouldn't be in that dress for long."

Kim blushed. Adam ran his hand down her arm and stopped to hold her hand. He couldn't help but look at the sparkling engagement ring on her finger that he had given to her only a few weeks earlier.

"You're wearing your engagement ring to go undercover?" He asked.

"It fits with our characters. I promise, I won't lose it," she said with a wink.

Adam smiled and kissed her knuckles. He loved seeing the engagement ring on her finger. It reminded him of how much he loved her. They both stepped away from each other as Voight and Olinsky joined them in the hallway.

"You ready, Burgess?" Voight asked.

"Yes, sir," Burgess answered.

"Well, you certainly look the part," Olinsky commented.

Kim didn't know what to say. To say thank you just seemed awkward considering what she was wearing.

"Where's Roman?" Voight asked.

"Right here, sir," Roman said, walking out of the locker room. He was in a sleek, black suit and tie. His hair was gelled back and he was wearing a pair of fake glasses. They made him look important. To Adam, he looked as un-Roman like as Adam had ever seen him.

"Alright, you two know your story?" Voight questioned.

"Yes, sir," Kim and Roman answered at the same time.

"Then let's go."

Voight walked down the hallway first with Olinsky and Roman following behind him. As Kim took a step in her high heels to be next in line, Adam couldn't help but slap her butt.

"Hey!" She shrieked.

"Couldn't help it. You're just so damn sexy."

"Keep your hands to yourself," Kim warned playfully as they made their way down their hallway.

"If you wanted me to keep my hands to myself, you shouldn't have worn that dress."

"Well, maybe if you're a good boy, I'll stop by after work tonight and you can take me out of this dress."

Kim practically bumped into Roman. She had noticed they had all stopped near the front of the building. She blushed for the second time in five minutes when she realized Voight probably heard what she said. If he did, though, Voight didn't say anything. Instead he checked with Platt about something before he led everyone outside. Atwater, Halstead, and Lindsey were already outside, standing in front of two vans that had the name of a carpet cleaning service on it. They all knew, though, that the vans were just a cover. Inside each van was surveillance equipment.

"Everybody ready?" Voight asked.

"Let's get it done, Sarg," Lindsey said.

Lindsey and Halstead climbed into the back of one of the vans. Atwater went around the front and sat in the driver's seat. Olinsky and Voight headed off to the other van.

"Be careful," Adam said to Burgess.

"Always," she said with a smile.

Adam leaned down and gave her a quick kiss on the lips before Kim approached the taxi that was waiting for her and Roman. It was being driven by a fellow police officer. It was all part of their cover.

"Take care of her," Adam said before Roman walked away.

"I will."

Roman joined Kim in the taxi. Adam climbed into the driver's side of the second van and watched as the taxi pulled away. He sped up right behind it. There was no way he was going to be that far away from Kim.

The last seventy-two hours had been a whirlwind. Voight had been contacted by a CI that a drug ring was being run out of a well-known high-end club that only the richest people in Chicago got an invitation to attend. The Intelligence unit managed to get themselves an invitation. The only problem was, every member of Intelligence had been in the club investigating throughout the last few days. There was no one left to undercover except for Roman and Burgess. They took the job without question. Kim had a microphone embedded in her bra while Roman had a tiny camera in his fake glasses. They were being monitored carefully by the team in the vans. Even though Adam knew that all Kim and Roman were there to do was get information, he still worried about her safety. He didn't think he'd ever not worry about her.

As the taxi pulled up in the club, Adam parked the van on the street. He watched Kim and Roman step out of the cab. She looked even more stunning than he remembered. He just hoped everyone in the club would keep their hands off of her. After he watched Kim enter the club, Adam climbed into the back of the van, preparing himself to watch what was going on inside.

From the minute Kim and Roman walked into the club, Adam, Olinsky, and Voight were busy watching what they could see from the hidden camera in Roman's glasses. He knew Atwater, Lindsey, and Halstead were listening to Kim's microphone in their van. Adam watched the TV screens in front of him intently. He couldn't help but notice how many times the camera panned away from Kim's face to her boobs. It was obvious Roman couldn't stop checking her out and it did not make Adam happy.

After about twenty minutes in the club, Roman finally made contact with one of the men suspected of selling drugs. Roman was trying to convince the man to sell him drugs, without using those exact words. Unfortunately he was having no luck. The man kept telling Roman he didn't know what he was talking about. Kim finally approached them. Adam could see on the monitor the man's immediate interest in Kim. He couldn't blame him. She was gorgeous.

A few minutes after meeting Kim, the man started changing his mind. She flipped her hair back and flirted with him until she got him to say what they needed. He was going to take them to the special VIP area. Even though Adam knew they couldn't move in until a sale was actually made, he wanted to go in and whisk Kim away from the club. He didn't like how everyone was staring at her and he didn't like the potential danger she was in.

As the man led them through a door into the back of the club, they passed couples in small booths doing every kind of drug imaginable. Adam, Voight, and Olinsky watched the monitors carefully, waiting for the moment to step in. Kim and Roman stopped in front of what appeared to be a bar, but there were no glasses or alcohol bottles whatsoever. Adam watched as the man reached behind the bar and pulled out a gallon-sized bag that held smaller bags of white powder. Roman took out his wallet and handed him a wad of cash. The man pocketed the cash and pushed a small baggie of the white powder towards Kim.

The team knew it was time to act. Voight radioed to the other van and told them to move in on the club. Adam grabbed his gun and was about to exit behind Voight and Olinsky when he looked back at the screen. He saw Roman with his arms around Kim's waist. His lips were only centimeters from hers. Adam couldn't help but watch as their lips touched. But it wasn't just a chaste kiss to keep up appearances as an engaged couple. It was a deep, passionate kiss that lasted way too long.

"Ruzek!" Voight yelled.

Adam felt his blood boiling, jealousy coursing through him. With his gun in his hands, he followed Voight and the others into the club. He was just hoping he wouldn't shoot Roman by mistake.

A few hours later, the man who sold Roman and Kim the drugs was arrested and charged. Kim and Roman gave their statements and everyone had finally been told to go home and get some sleep. Even though they weren't officially living together, Kim went to Adam's place. She had immediately hopped in the shower when she arrived. If she had noticed the silence from Adam, she didn't say anything. After witnessing her kiss with Roman, Adam didn't know what to say. He was afraid if he opened his mouth, he would just end up yelling so he chose not to say anything at all.

Kim emerged from the shower, her hair wrapped up in a towel on top of her head. She was wearing a pair of pajama shorts and one of Adam's T-shirts. Unlike earlier, she was as un-bombshell like as possible, but she still looked beautiful. Adam was sitting on the couch flipping through stations. He hadn't found anything worth watching mostly because he was still seething about the kiss. He was sipping on a beer.

"I can't believe how well that went," Kim said, joining him on the couch. "I didn't expect that guy to just sell us drugs immediately, you know."

"Yeah, well maybe that's because you were flirting with him," Adam snipped.

Kim chose to ignore his comment. She knew one of the reasons Voight wanted her to be the one to go undercover wasn't just because she was a good cop. Being a good-looking female cop had its advantages in situations like that.

"Roman said…" Kim continued.

Adam scoffed. "I don't really care about what Roman says."

Confused at his outburst, Kim decided to tread lightly. She knew he couldn't really be that angry that she had flirted with the drug dealer. That was part of the job, after all.

"Is something wrong?" She asked.

Adam turned to look at her for the first time in the eye. He couldn't believe that she didn't recognize why he was so angry.

"Yeah. I'm a little pissed off."

"Why? Everything went great."

"Oh, you think so? I wouldn't say that watching my fiancé practically making out with her partner was great," he said through gritted teeth.

"What?"

"You heard me."

"I didn't make out with him!" Kim exclaimed.

"Could have fooled me."

"Adam…"

"Were you even going to tell me? If I hadn't seen it on the monitors, would you have told me?"

"There wasn't anything to tell," Kim insisted.

"He had his tongue down your throat!"

"We were undercover."

"So you don't deny it," Adam responded.

"Of course I don't deny it. We…"

"So, he did have his tongue down your throat then."

"We were trying to keep up appearances," she persisted.

"And there was absolutely no reason for him to kiss you."

"He was buying us time before you guys could get in there. Otherwise the guy would have expected us to walk off and do our drugs and he would have left. We needed him to stay put."

"Yeah…right," Adam mumbled.

"We were doing a job, Adam. You can't tell me you haven't done things undercover you wouldn't normally do."

"That is not the same! I've never made out with a colleague."

"That's not what that was and you know it!"

"Oh please!" He scoffed.

"Roman and I are partners. Nothing more."

"Does he know that? He has a history of falling in love with his partners. Maybe you're next on his list."

"That's not fair and you know it," she said.

"I watched him kiss you, Kim, and I watched you kiss him back!"

"We were undercover!" She shouted.

She stood up, not wanting to hear anymore. Kim stormed off into the bathroom and ripped the towel from her hair. She threw it on the floor and put her hair into a sloppy ponytail, not even taking the time to brush it. She pulled on a pair of Jeans over her shorts and a sweatshirt. Grabbing her purse, Kim stomped through the living room towards the door.

"Kim…"

"Don't!" She exclaimed. She left, slamming the door behind her.

Adam stood, staring at the door for a good thirty seconds. He knew he was being unfair and that Kim hadn't actually done anything wrong, but he couldn't help the feeling of jealousy. He hated the idea of her kissing someone else even if it was for her job. Just thinking about it made his blood boil. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He tried to put himself in Kim's shoes. If he were undercover, would he have done the same thing?

Knowing that he would hate himself if he left her leave the way things were, Adam raced across the room and out the door. He caught sight of her on the stairwell.

"Kim!"

She whipped around. Adam could see fresh tear stains on her cheeks, her eyes full of water. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Adam hated that he had made her cry.

"Come to yell at me some more?" She asked.

"No. I'm sorry. Come back upstairs so we can talk. Please."

Kim shook her head. "I think you said everything you needed to say."

"Please. I'm sorry. It's just…seeing you with him, it made me so…so…"

"Jealous?" Kim filled in.

"Yes, it made me jealous." For some reason, it felt good to say the words out loud. Adam took her hand. She didn't resist. "I'm sorry. I don't want to be that guy, I don't want to be the jealous boyfriend, but I hated seeing you with him. Maybe if Roman didn't have the history he has with his partners…"

"Do you trust me?" She interrupted.

"Of course I trust you."

"Then trust me. Know that I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize what we have. Roman is like a brother to me, Adam and nothing more. You know that."

"I know. I'm sorry. Come back upstairs. Please."

"This can't happen again. If Roman and I have to do more undercover work and we end up…kissing or…or whatever. You can't freak out, Adam. You can't be angry with me for doing my job."

"You're right," he agreed and he meant it. "I can't promise that I won't be jealous again, but I do promise to handle it better."

Adam pulled her into a hug. He could feel the jealousy and anger seeping out of him.

"For the record, if I saw you kissing someone else, even undercover, I think I'd be pretty jealous, too," Kim said.

"Does that mean you'll come back upstairs? You know I hate sleeping without you."

Kim nodded. "Ok."

Hand in hand, they walked back up to Adam's apartment. As they walked inside and closed the door, Kim spun around and planted a kiss on his lips. It didn't take long for Adam to melt into her.

"I love you," she said.

"And I love you."

"And for what it's worth, Roman isn't a very good kiss."

"I'm very glad to hear it."

Smiling, Adam leaned in and kissed her once more and he made sure it was a damn good kiss.

Author's Note: I started this story because I'm afraid of what will happen to Burgess and Ruzek in the future. I don't want to include any spoilers, but I will say that I started posting this story today for a reason. After reading a few things online over the past few weeks, I felt the need to just sit down and write about my favorite couple in my own way. I really hope you enjoy this story. I am definitely looking for ideas for different emotions I could write about so if you have something you really want to read, let me know in the comments and I'll do my best! Thanks for reading!