Chapter 3
Author's Note: After three chapters, I still have no idea where this story is going. I don't even know where this story came from. I was planning on updating other stories when this one popped up on the page. All I can say is in the words of Christopher Hermann "it's been one Hell of a ride." So, sit back and enjoy the ride on this one because I have to get it out.
With class dismissed, Voight made his way down to Jessica. "Good morning, Mrs. Voight," he said formally.
"Sergeant Voight, did you decide to enroll in my class?"
"Always a smartass," he said as he pulled her into his arms and gave her a kiss. You did good. Can't wait to really see you when you start talking arrest and trial."
"I can feel you getting hard thinking about it right now," she whispered in his ear. "Too bad I have 2 more classes today and you're on shift till God only knows when."
"Love it when you talk dirty to me," he whispered. He placed a kiss on her forehead. "I gotta go."
"Thanks for staying," she said, giving him another kiss. He stepped back, and turned around. "Hank," she called. He turned to face her. She pointed to her ring.
He looked down at his hand, realizing his ring was on his finger. They had decided to tell very few people about the wedding. HR had to know, of course, and they had decided to tell Olinsky. He would tell the rest of the team on an as needed basis. He nodded, slipped his ring off, and placed it in his wallet.
Jess gathered up her notes and paperwork, and stuffed them in her bag. She had two other classes to teach and office hours. She wouldn't get back to her practice office until later that afternoon. She had to make another trip to the court house to file motions and paperwork. If she skipped lunch, she could make it there by early afternoon. She locked the door and walked down the hall to the next classroom.
Back at the 21st precinct, Voight nodded to Olinsky and proceeded to his office. Once Alvin was inside, he closed the door.
"What's up?" Olinsky asked, wondering if there had been a break in the kidnapping case they were working on.
"Sit down, Alvin. I have something to tell you."
"Ok," he said as he sat down. Whatever was coming next had to be serious.
"I'm only telling you for now. The rest of the team will find out when I feel the time is right," Voight started, knowing Olinsky would take what he was about to say to his grave.
Olinsky nodded.
"I got married this morning."
Olinsky stared at him, wondering if Voight was joking, only Voight didn't joke at work. "You got married?"
Voight nodded. "We went to the court house and were the first ones in line."
"You got married," Olinsky repeated. "To whom? I didn't know you were dating."
"You remember when we were beat cops, that waitress in the diner that was going to law school?"
"The hot brunette with the big brown eyes? What was her name? Jennifer?"
Voight nodded. "Jessica. That's her."
"You found her again?"
"Never lost her. We've been friends since then. She's about the only good thing in my life right now, and that's because nobody knows about her. I'm only telling you because I feel that you need to know. She's the only one besides you that doesn't judge me or what I do."
"Not my job, Voight. It's my job to have your back. I guess this is where I say Congratulations."
"Thank you. I have to let HR know, but that's it for now."
Olinsky stood up. "Congratulations again. I hope it works out for you."
"Thank you, Alvin. Now, let's get back to work. See if you can find Callahan. I need to make her an offer she can't refuse."
"Belden finally backed down?"
"Belden's not about to get into a full fledged pissing contest with me. He just has to pretend that he is."
Olinsky nodded. "Sounds about right. I'll find her." He opened the office door and stepped back into the bullpen. He walked over to his desk and called Cailin's phone. Getting the voice mail, he just said "It's Olinsky. Call in to Voight. He has something for you."
