A/N: Nothing to add, but thanks for the love!! :) WARNING: sassy chapter ahead;)
Chapter 7
Antonio dropped Kat off at Voight's house as requested, but he definitely wasn't happy about it. He waved to her, hiding the scowl on his face and took off towards Molly's to try and forget what his boss and friend were about to do.
Kat had her hand raised to knock on the front door when it was opened, and Hank filled the doorframe. His eyes ran over her, and he stepped aside to let her in. As soon as she did he shut the door and took her the bag out of her purse to store in the fridge, disappearing to the kitchen, while she slipped her boots off. When he came back he had two glasses in his hands. He handed her a glass of whiskey and motioned for her to join him on the couch. That's when he finally spoke. "I missed you today." His words were innocent enough , but the tone and growl in his voice made clear his intent.
Kat blushed , meeting Hank's gaze with her own. "I missed you too. " She sipped the whiskey slowly, savoring the warmth as it traveled down to her stomach. "Any leads on your end today?"
Hank shook his head. "Did you and Antonio learn anything?"
She pulled out her notebook from her purse and flipped it open . "The owner of JM construction seemed genuine, and had no issues handing over a list of the foreman and every one of his construction crew that were hired to work on the subdivision . The same crew built every house there." She skimmed over the names in her book "I want to make sure we run all these first thing in the morning, see if anything pops."
Hank watched her mulling over the case in her head. He adored the way she looked when she was concentrating on something. She chewed her bottom lip , sometimes squinting her eyes as she looked over the notes she had made. "What are we running them for?"
"Priors? Gang Affiliations?" she sighed and ran her hand over her face in frustration . "Hank this case is bugging me. I can't get a read on the motive at all, and it's frustrating. " She took another sip of whiskey and put the glass down next to her on the end table. "There's got to be a connection in all of this. I just need-" she was cut off when Hank leaned over and kissed her hard on the lips, making her forget what she was trying to say.
"Relax Katie. We will figure it out." He whispered into her ear and Kat felt herself doing just that. She closed her eyes and felt Hanks lips moving across her jawline and up the side of her face, his fingers in her hair . She opened them and found Hanks brown eyes staring right at her with an intensity she hadn't seen in a long time.
"Hank… I need to tell you something. " Sure , good as time as any to let him know what I'm really doing here. He moved back and she grabbed his hand, running her thumb over the knuckles. "First of all" she pulled out her badge from her bag and handed it to him.
"Special Investigator? You were promoted?" Hank pulled her close, kissing her temple. "You deserve it sweetheart."
She grinned "Thanks. I sort of outrank you now, but we'll keep that our secret. " She winked at him. "Secondly, I know CPD has always had the rule if you get injured in the line of duty you get to choose your next assignment right?"
Hank nodded, not sure where this was leading.
"Well," Kat continued "My agency has the same rule. And I was injured on my last assignment , so… I thought maybe I could come work for you in Intelligence full time?"
It took Hank a minute to digest and understand what she has just said. "Injured?" his first reaction was anger . "Where?"
She pointed to her lower abdomen. "I am perfectly fine now, but it was a rough few months."
"How?" his tone was short and to the point.
"Bad intel, I was supposed to be going somewhere that was abandoned , it turned out it wasn't. The person we were tracking was there and I was injured." They were getting off track "That isn't the point , the point is that I have a say in where I'm stationed next, and I would love nothing more than to be back home in Chicago. But only if you're okay with it, I didn't want to –"
She was cut off again by Hank's mouth on hers, desperately seeking her tongue with his. When they broke apart to breathe he grabbed her hand , standing up and pulling her with him. "Katie I would love to have you here… in Chicago , in Intelligence… in my bed." He said the last part low and with a rasp to his voice.
It affected Kat immediately. She felt the stab of desire low in her belly, and the heat spreading all over. She knew she must be flush, her cheeks felt like you could cook on them. "Hank, you should probably ask your team right ? At least about the second part…" she glanced up at him , her blue eyes flashing, causing him to groan.
"Bed. Now. " he growled at her, pulling her towards the bedroom.
Molly's
Antonio was three beers in when Adam, Jay, Kim and Kevin showed up. They all ordered their drinks, grabbing Antonio and moved to a table in the corner where they could talk.
"No Upton?" Antonio asked, downing his bottle.
"Naw, she had something to do. What's going on Tonio? You look like you could spit nails?" Adam asked him, before waving the waitress down and asking for another beer for his friend.
"Was the road trip that bad?" Jay asked. "I thought you liked Wisconsin?"
"I don't want to talk about it." Antonio grabbed the new bottle set in front of him and took long pull as the team shared looks, but they weren't letting up.
"Antonio, you can talk to us. What's going on? Where's Kat?" Kim asked , looking around and realizing he had been there alone until they showed up.
"Hank's. " he growled the word, and took another pull at the bottle.
The team members realized then what the issue was. Antonio was jealous. Not just jealous, jealous of their boss. And he was on his way to getting drunk which was not a good combination .
"Bro I'm sorry… but… you kind of knew that would happen right? I mean…" Kevin stopped when he received a glare from Antonio and looks from the others telling him to "SHUT UP!"
Antonio sighed hard and loudly. They were right, he shouldn't be feeling like this. It was his own damn fault. He knew they had been together and were going to be together again it was just nice to have her back. The feelings he had for her back in patrol had resurfaced in a major way. Now all he could do was just push them back down and ignore them. He finished the bottle in front of him and got up. "I'm going home guys." He started to walk away when they all called out to him.
"No way man. You aren't driving and you definitely don't need to be alone right now. Sit your ass back down." Jay grabbed his shoulder and steered him back to the table , so Antonio obliged.
At Hanks house the pair had moved to the bedroom. Kat immediately got shy, she hadn't been in this room in quite a few years , and the last time she was, she told Hank those three words he couldn't say back. Hank sensed her unease and sat her down on the bed, then took a spot next to her. "Katie we don't have to do anything you aren't comfortable with, you know that. I would never assume…"
Kat was in shock "Oh Hank no! I never for one second thought you would… I WANT to be here with you. It's just… been awhile is all."
She turned and locked eyes with him, and he could see the blue had shifted to grey. He leaned over and kissed her. Languid kisses at first that turned more heated as time went on. She brought her hands up , running her fingers through his short hair, nails scratching ever so slightly . The action caused Hank to growl low in his throat, and Kat felt her desire turn to high. She broke the kiss and stood up, unbuttoning her shirt slowly, while staring into Hanks eyes. She could see her movements were affecting him greatly, the flash across his eyes, the tightening of his pants… she enjoyed knowing she could still affect him this way. When she had undone all the buttons she slowly removed it, and let the shirt flutter to the ground behind her, exposing her pale skin and the contrasting bright red mark Hank had made on her collarbone the night before. Seeing it again made Hank smile. He pulled her close, arms wrapped around her waist, hands on her ass. He started kissing her stomach, hip bones, rib area anything that was accessible to him. He reached up and unhooked her bra, tossing it aside before pulling her down and flipping her over so she lay on the bed in one motion. It caused Kat to yelp and giggle at the shock but that giggle turned to moans when Hank kissed his way down her sternum, before moving to either side. He pinched one nipple gently while lapping at the other, then bringing it into his mouth and sucking. He could hear her breathing start to quicken, his hand pulling at her nipple before running down the plain of her stomach and resting on her pubic bone. He could feel the heat coming off her and knew without a doubt she was ready.
She was a sight she was sure of it. Her hair messy, face flushed. She could feel how wet he had made her, her inner monologue working overtime in her head about all the things she was going to do with him, to him… "You're overdressed." She managed to get out and heard him chuckle. Hank got up, removing his shirt, and pants in record time. Kat went to stand too so she could remove her pants but Hank stopped her.
"I'll do that." Just those three words reduced her to ash as she felt her insides burst into flames. She nodded, biting her bottom lip and moving back on the bed towards the headboard. When she was laying on the pillows Hank hovered over her, hand on the button of her jeans. "Raise up Katie." She did it immediately, raising her hips towards him as he hooked his fingers in the loops of her jeans and pulled down, til they were off completely. When he threw them off somewhere in the room, he made his way back up her body with his lips, starting the ascent from her feet, to her shins, knees, thighs and then her center. She gasped as he buried his nose in between her legs, and flushed when she heard him murmur "I've missed your smell." Her panties were discarded shortly after and she was laying there, exposed completely with Hank staring appreciatively at her. She started to get nervous, and tried to cover herself before Hank growled at her to stop. "You're beautiful, and I want to see you." He removed his boxers and lowered himself on to her gently. "You tell me if it's too much, you understand me?"
Kat nodded rapidly, her hands gripping the sheets at her sides. She felt like she could combust at any moment due to the intensity of his stare. He leaned down and kissed her, this time not slow and not gentle. This was full of want and need. She felt his tongue push past her teeth, fighting with hers for dominance. She wrapped her arms around his back, nails digging into his shoulder blades which caused him to groan loudly into her mouth. He moved and she felt the push of him against her. Kat could feel how conflicted he was, between ravishing her fast and hard, or slow and sweetly. She made the decision for him when she brought her legs up and wrapped them around him, hooking her feet together and raising herself up against him. "Take me." Was all she got out before he pushed himself up inside her, causing her to gasp even though she was ready for it. The act was fast, they had been dancing around this for the last two days and both were ready for a release.
Hank broke the embrace and looked down at her. She looked beautiful, blonde hair spilled around her , lips red and swollen from their kisses. Her body arched towards him, she couldn't get enough . They picked up speed and he knew she was close , her eyes flashed a dark grey and she dug her nails in deeper to his shoulders. Her words came out in staccato like she had no air left. "Make. Me. COME." It was what finished Hank off completely. He reached down with one hand between their bodies and ran his thumb over her clit, causing her to tip over the edge and they finished together. When they came down off their high, the only sound evident was their heavy breathing, Hank rolled off Kat and laid next to her, his fingers running over her skin. He saw the goosebumps his touch brought to the surface , and it made him smile. When he ran his hand lower he felt it. The scar, pink and wrinkled from where she has been injured down low and to the left. It was a good 3 inches long, a knife wound. He had been too preoccupied before, and missed it.
Kat knew when he had felt and seen it, she felt his whole body tense. She placed her hand over his, and turned her face to look into his eyes.
"Tell me what happened." As He lifted a blanket over them and tucked it in around her.
"Wrong place, wrong time."
Hank glared at her. "Tell me what you can. " He knew her assignments were more need to know and he wasn't on the list, but be damned if he wasn't curious.
"Nothing really to tell. I walked into a place I was told was unoccupied , turns out it wasn't . Man came at me with a knife, stabbed me and left me to die . " She shuddered as she thought back to that day, thinking she would never see him or her friends again. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close, kissing her forehead, waiting for her to continue. "It was the case I was talking about before . The one that this one reminded me of."
"Cartel member did this?"
"Yes." Her answer was short, she couldn't say much else without giving away details of the case.
"Did they catch the bastard?" Hank was angry she was ever in harm's way, and Kat could feel it.
"Unfortunately no, not the actual assailant." Kat knew he would be pissed but she didn't want to lie to the man. And pissed he was. He pulled away from her, getting out of bed and started getting dressed.
"Hank, what are you doing? This happened years ago, there's nothing you can do about it now. Please, come back to bed."
Hank stopped and took a breath. She was right of course, it was years prior and in another country so he couldn't do anything about it, but that was the problem. She had been hurt, and he hadn't been there to help her. Maybe if he had told her how he felt all those years ago, she would have been with him here in Chicago , not chasing a cartel member across the world. He came and sat back down next to her, clothed with fire in his eyes. "Katie…"
She knew what he was going to say. Pressing her lips to his in an effort to stop him, she made him pause. When she pulled away Kat shook her head. "Don't. It was years ago, what happened is in the past. So tell me Sergeant , should I put my transfer papers in or what?" she said smiling.
