The truth should set you free
"If I would've known "yelling" at all of you actually worked, I would've done it more often." Kim said, half amused. She could feel all of them glaring at her, but she really didn't care. Someone needed to keep everyone from fighting, why couldn't it be her?
"What the?" Shawn said as he looked over to Squad cars pulling up behind and next to all the Black Seadan's that they could find.
"What's wrong, Shawn?" Hallie asked him sarcastically from the backseat.
"Son of a…" He started say as lights and sirens started to blare and he saw two squad cars behind him.
"Who did you text?" He demanded as he purposely swerved onto a frontage road. He knew Chicago like the back of his hand, and knew this road would lead them onto the other side of town, since the Highway was being patrolled so heavily.
"I asked you a question!" He snapped as he pulled over onto the side of the road. He got out of the driver's seat, and clicked the locks. Hallie knew it was now or never and took Shawn's cell phone out of the middle console and ran back towards the Highway.
"Bad choice!" He snapped as he pulled out his gun, cocked it and pointed it in the direction Hallie was running in.
Back at the precinct, Kim let the guys calm down, but kept a close eye on the situation. Voight and Antonio had just pulled over on the side of the interstate, when they heard Voight's cell phone sound.
"Voight." Hank said into his cellphone.
"What? Where?" He asked into his phone.
"The frontage road just off of the interstate 1-70." Kim told him after hearing an alert come over the police scanner.
"Thanks. Meet us there, make sure to gear up!" Voight said and ended the call.
"Guys, we need to gear up and go." Kim told them.
"Did they find her?" Ruzek asked her.
"They aren't sure it's them, but a squad car was ditched by a Black Seadan and went over onto the frontage road." Kim said running to the garage where Intelligence stores their weapons.
"We need to go!" Kim snapped, but the guys just froze. Then Kim realized why.
"10-4 shots fired at the police requesting immediate backup, unclothed officer is on the scene. Roll an ambo to this location!" The voice snapped. They all recognized the voice, and quickly ran down the stairs, taking only their side arms, and ran out to the parking lot. They broke into teams: Adam and Kevin in one vehicle, and Jay and Kim in the other.
"Kaylie! This is going to end NOW!" He said firing another warning shot towards her, as he ran after her. He easily caught up and threw her down onto the dirt covered road. And started to choke her with both hands. Hallie started to fight back when she felt a rush of pain in her right shoulder. They weren't all warning shots, one had actually clipped her shoulder.
"Go ahead and struggle, I'm not letting go!" he snapped.
"Chicago PD, Let her go!" Antonio yelled from behind them, he wouldn't release the hold.
"Take it." Voight told Antonio. Hallie heard the shot, but then all she saw was black, and her hearing was muffled.
"Hallie! Damn it! Where is that ambo?" Voight yelled as he and Antonio ran over to her.
"10-4 shots fired by the police, we still need that ambo!" Voight snapped.
"Copy 10-4 they are two minutes out." The operator said into his headset.
About a minute later, kevin and Adam, followed by Jay and Kim, sped over to Voight's car. They got out and started running up the road towards Voight's voice, with their guns at the ready.
"Hallie!" Ruzek yelled as he put her weapon down, and swooped down to her side.
"What took you so long!" He snapped at Brett and Foster.
"You shut down most of the highway, how did you expect us to get here?" Foster snapped back.
"We got her." Brett said as she and Foster unloaded a stretcher from the back of the ambo. Antonio picked up Hallie's unconscious body and laid her down, gently onto the stretcher. Foster climbed into the back of the ambo to tend to Hallie.
"You did this to her! If she doesn't make it, I swear to God, Jay, you will pay for this!" Ruzek snapped as he climbed in the back of the ambo. Ruzek got in next to her, and Voight shut the back door and hit the back window, signaling that it was clear to go. Brett hit the lights and turned on the sirens.
