A/N Hi there! Due to Pentecoste (I've got no idea if this is the correct translation, just copied it from translate) I had some extra spare time. It probably will take a little time before I've written another chapter..

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Chapter 8

"This is sergeant Voight."

Voight signalled his team to come closer. Then he turned his phone to speaker, and everybody listened at what Hugh had to say.

"Good afternoon sergeant. Have you thought about accomodating my demand?"

"Wasn't much to think about."

Hugh smirked. "I will take that as a 'no'. Thought you were smarter then that sergeant."

Voight looked up to Mouse to see if he already traced the call. Mouse shook his head and signalled Voight to keep up the talking.

"So what's the plan Hugh? You're gonna keep making threats to us? Torture my Detective? Because I can guarantee you one thing: there is NOTHING you can do that will make me hand over the kid to you. You are a smart guy, knows it is just a matter of time before we find out where you are keeping Lindsay. So why dont you turn yourself in and save everybody the trouble, including yourself. I will even make sure you won't get a bullet straight through the skull before we take you in."

Hugh smirked again. "Well, you know my demand. Nice talking to you sergeant. Ow, I almost forgot to mention. My partner just told me about that little bitch. They are really having a fun time you know. The way she presses her nails into his flesh, screaming to quit when he is insi.."

Without checking if the call was traced he hung up. He didn't want to hear what Hugh was about to imply, even though he was probably just provoking him. He looked down for a few seconds to make sure nobody saw the hurt in his eyes and then looked back up at Mouse. But Mouse shook his head. "Sorry Sarge, call didnt last long enough."

Everybody looked defeated by what Hugh implied. They all knew it could be just a provocation to see if Voight would bite. But still, the idea of one of their teammembers going through a hell like that shocked them enough so they couldnt say a word.

Ruzek was the first to speak up. "We.. she.. uhm." He scratched the back of his head and paused for a second to make sure what he was about to ask came out the right way. "We will find her, right? I mean, you know, before they will... you know."

Nobody answered his question because they all knew she was anything but safe.

Mouse received a call. "Intelligence... Yes, that's correct. Okay I will pass it on to him." He ended the call and looked at Voight. Mouse looked pale.

"Well Mouse? Spit it out already!"

"Sarge, that was Chicago Med. They wanted to inform us about Lisa's... suicide."

They looked even more devestaded then they did before.

"When I get that son of a bitch in my hands I swear to God, he wishes he would be rotting away in hell because it will be much more pleasant then what I will do to him." Olinsky said.

"You will have to wait because it might take me some time to beat some sense into this guy first, Al." Ruzek said.

"Okay, Dawson, take Burgess. You go over to the hospital to interview the Thompsons and pay our condolences. We couldn't ask Lisa but maybe they can help us. Everybody else, just stay put and look for anything you can find about Hugh." Voight said.

"But sarge, we've been through that three times already!" Atwater said.

"I don't give a damn you hear me! There are no other leads, so until we find one you will check him out for another hundred times if I tell you to. Understood?!" He screamed and then walked back at his office, throwing the door shut. This caught everyone off guard. But ofcourse they knew he was right. They didnt have any other leads and maybe they missed something.

Olinsky walked over to Atwaters desk. "I didn't mean it like that man.. I just.." Atwater continued. "Just you know, we will do anything to get Linsday back and all that, but I'm just tired of doing nothing."

"I know Kevin." Olinsky told him. "We all are."

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Erin woke up, again, in a pitchblack basement. It was cold, she was shivering. She couldn't feel the tips of her fingers and toes anymore. She couldn't recall the last proper meal she had, let alone the last time she had a drink. Maybe she should just give in to that guy? She was leverage right? So its important to keep her alive, right? Voices in her head started to argue with each other about giving in or not.

"Wait. What?" she asked herself. Did she just consider giving in to that son of a bitch? After that long without water confusion hit her. Together with the fact that she hadn't peed in a long time meant she was dehydratet, a lot. She knew she wouldnt survive if they didnt find her anytime soon.

"Jay, Hank, please. Please come find me. I'm so scared." she sobbed.

The door to the basement opened. Andrew was looking at her again, her shivering body on the floor. She however didnt have enough energy to turn around and face him. And if she had the energy she didnt want to wast it on that bastard.

"Hello again Detective." He walked towards Erin and looked at her. He noticed her fingers and lips turning in some blue-ish color. "Still not budging, huh?" he smirked.

Erin didnt answer.

But then she could hear the seal of a bottle break. Her body responded to the sound, immediately turning towards Andrew. Even though she told herself she would never break for these guys, her body seemed to have other plans. She had desperation written all over her face and unfortunately for her, Andrew noticed.

"Thought I would get your attention with this." He laughed, then took a sip from the bottle and closed it again. "I'm sorry Detective, how rude of me. Would you like a sip as well?"

Every fiber in her body told her to start asking, start begging, start to do whatever she could to just gain one small sip. But to her surprise her mouth started to move on his own, whispering softly.

"Please.. please.."

Erin tried to stop her body from taking over but that wasnt easy.

"Please.. some water.. please.."

"Cant hear you missy."

"I'm begging you.. Please.." she sobbed.

"Well if you want it that bad. Then earn it bitch."

He threw the bottle backwards and got on his knees faster then Erin could register. He pulled out his pocket knife and shredded her shirt with it, together with her bra. He also cut the tyraps from her ankles. When he retrieved the knife, he took of his pants, then hers. When she realised what he was about to do she started to protest. Or at least, tried to protest. She kicked, pushed, tried anything to keep him away from her. But he got on top of her. Keeping her legs down with the weight of his own legs, and her arms down with the weight of his own arms. He started to knead her breasts. She couldnt defend herself anymore.

"Please stop.. Please... dont... get off me!" She couldnt scream. "Please just stop.. please!" She said sobbing."I'm begging you, stop!"

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"Hank, you got a minute?" Dawson asked. Voight nodded and signalled him to come in. Dawson closed the door and sat down.

"So I went over to Vice, and talked to a few Detectives. Nobody knew that other guy from the tape, Andrew. But when I was reading through some old cases I found a Detective who might shed some light on this all. So I paid him a visit."

"And?"

"I showed him his picture and he could tell me all about him. His name is Andrew Turner. I already told Mouse to check him out. He had been in the picture for some kind of sex trafficing investigation. They could never charge him because all the evidence was circumstational and he didn't confess to any involvement. But get this. He got me a list of all the places they raided to arrest Andrew." Dawson handed the list over. Voight scanned through it.

"We're close Voight, I can feel it."

All of a sudden, Mouse yelled. "YES! Gotcha bastard!" Voight looked up at Mouse.

"Sarge! I might have got a location! Turner didnt have any phones on his name but his wife and some friends of him they do. So I checked if any of those numbers were called by the same number that called you and I found a "

"Mouse! Please!" Halstead said. "Where?"

"Already texted you the adress."

"Okay, move out everyone!" Everybody gathered their stuff and ran off down the stairs. Halstead ran by Mouse his desk and told him: "Great job man."

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Around ten minutes later they arrived at the adress Mouse had texted them. It was a building from the 1920's and it was ravaged.

"Okay, everbody listen up. This is the plan. Halstead, you take the back and Olins.."

He was cut off by the sound of gunshots. "Take cover!" Everyone got behind their cars.

They tried to pinpoint where the shooting came from.

"It's coming from the second floor window Hank! It's Hugh!" Olinsky yelled.

Without giving up his cover, Voight started yelling. "Give it up Hugh! You will never make it out alive!"

In the meanwhile, Halstead tried to take a position with his M4A1.

"Halstead, if you got a shot then take it!" Voight ordered. About ten seconds later, the shooting stopped when Halstead put a bullet right through his head.

"Okay go! Clear the house! Halstead, Burgess, take the back!" Voight said.

They knocked in the front door and identified themselves. "Chicago PD!" They started clearing the house. Ruzek yelled "Basement!" and when he was about to open the door down to the basement he was attacked from behind. Andrew jumped him and pressed a knife against his throat. But before Andrew could say anything Olinsky already put a round through his head.

"Jesus. That was close. Thanks Al." Ruzek said.

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Erin woke up to a familiair sound. "Gunshots?" she asked herself.

She noticed her ankles were free now. No more tyraps. Then she remembered what happened with Andrew. But he was gone now right? She looked around and there was no sign of him. She didnt even think for a second and used all energy she had left to stand up, but got overwhelmed with dizzyness.

She stumbled towards the door using the walls to stand up straight because she felt like she was drunk.

She found Andrews clothes near the door, noticed a gun and decided to take it. But what if he came back and saw her? Erin panicked, she had to go now. She didnt know what was going on and she wasnt gonna find out. She ran towards the hallway in the basement and noticed a door at the end. Light came through it, so it probably was a way out.

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Ruzek called for an ambo and Olinsky rejoined the team, when Halstead got on the radio.

"Voight, we think someone just ran through the backdoor to the garden. We heard a door close and footsteps. We cant get into the yard though!"

"Stay put you here me! Al, you and me! Ruzek, Atwater, Dawson, clear the second floor."

Olinsky and Voight ran towards the back entrance. When they opened the door, they saw footprints in the snow, leading to a shed nearby the backdoor.

"Hank, it must be Lindsay." He pointed towards the prints. "Why else would anyone be bearfooted with these temperatures?"

Voight seemed to agree with him. He holstered back his weapon and carefully approached the shed.

"Erin? Are you in there?"

"I have a gun. Keep back!" She said, but not with the usual confidence she had in her voice. Erin was still scared as hell. She didnt think straight due to the dehydration and now also the hypothermia, and she couldnt recognize his voice. Her sight, her hearing, it was all blurry and the adrenaline was pumping through her body.

"Erin, it's me Hank."

"Get away from me! I will shoot if I have to!"

Voight knew Erin, when she said she was gonna shoot when needed, it wasnt a threat. "Erin, just stay calm. We're here to save you okay?"

When it was clear there was no one else in the backyard, Olinsky walked towards the gate and opened it for Halstead and Burgess so they could also enter the premises.

Burgess looked up at Voight. "She's in there, barefoot?" Burgess asked, visibly shocked and worried. Olinsky nodded.

Voight carefully opened the door.

Just when he was in sight of Erin and wanted to tell her how grateful he was she was still alive...

"I said get away from me!" Erin took a shot, putting a bullet through Voights shoulder.

She looked at Voight. Then it struck her. She shot Hank. Her Pseudo-father. What the hell was wrong with her?

"Voight!" Olinsky yelled and ran to him.

"I'm okay, just help her." Voight told him. Olinsky turned around. He saw Erin sitting on de cold floor of the shed, completely naked, aiming a gun at him. She was shaking from the cold, the adrenaline and the fear. She couldnt even keep her gun up straight. He tried to get closer.

"Dont. Stay there. I will shoot again!"

"Halstead, care to give it a try?" Olinsky asked, while he returned to the house to update his collegues.

When Halstead turned his attention from his wounded boss to Erin, his heart dropped. The toughest girl he had ever met, the greatest partner he ever had, the girl he could always flirt and laugh with was sitting in the shed of a monster, completely naked, worn out, scared to death. There were no words to describe how he felt at that moment.

One thing was clear, whatever the reason was, she didnt recognize them. Otherwise she would have never put a round through Voight. He tried talking to her.

"Erin.. I know you are scared right now. But you remember us dont you? You don't have to be afraid anymore. We won't hurt you, see?" He grabbed his gun, got down slowly, put his gun on the ground and got back up. Keeping his hands in the air he continued. "See, I wont hurt you, they wont hurt you." Carefully he stepped a little closer to see if she would allow it.

The shaking became even more when she started crying out loud. She lowered her gun and let Jay come closer. While Jay walked over to Erin, he took of his jacket. When he reached her, he got down on his knees and draped his jacket over her shoulders. She was sitting up, her knees pulled towards her chest, holding her legs close with her arms. "Burgess, you got any spare clothes in your car? And some blankets?" He called out.

"Uhm, I think so! I will get it!" Burgess ran towards the car.

Jay sat down next to Erin. He got his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer into a hug, trying to comfort her as she continued to cry. She put her head down on his chest. "Ssssst. Sssst. You're safe now Erin. I've got you and nobody can hurt you anymore. It's okay."

"I was so scared, Jay. I thought.. I thought I was gonna die." She told him.

"I know Erin, but its over now. You will be okay, I promise, okay?" Erin nodded.

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Ruzek, Dawson and atwater cleared the rest of the house. They rushed down and Olinsky briefed them "We found her. She was in the shed."

"What the hell, seriously?" Atwater said. "It's freezing man. She okay?"

"We will find out when the ambo gets here." Olinsky said.

"Did she got shot?" Dawson asked.

"Not exactly. She shot... Voight." Olinsky told them.

Burgess ran through the hall bumping into her co-workers. "Sorry, I have to get to car ASAP."

"What the hell? She shot Voight? Why?" Ruzek asked.

Olinsky sighed. "Kid had been under a lot of stress. She wanted to defend herself."

"Defend herself from what? Why would Voight hurt her?" Ruzek really didnt get what was going on, until he saw Kim running back with her spare clothing.

He turned his head back to Olinsky. "She's been in that shed... naked? With these temperatures?"

Olinsky nodded.

"He should be lucky he died."

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Burgess returned with her spare clothing. "You need some help getting dressed?" Kim asked Erin.

Erin shook her head. Burgess handed Erin the clothes, offered a smile and then left again – closing the door to offer her some pricay – to help Voight, who was still pressuring the wound on his shoulder.

Atwater and Ruzek joined Burgess. "How are you doing Sarge?" Atwater asked.

"Nothing I cant handle. We will need an extra ambo though." Voight said. "How is Erin doing?"

"Not very good I'm afraid. But she will get there." Burgess told him.

Jay was about to leave Erin for a minute so she could get dressed. "I will see you in a minute." But then Erin put her hand on his shoulder.

"Please Jay, stay with me. Dont leave me now, please."

Not thinking about the request twice, he sat back down, with his back towards her, and stayed there until she got dressed. When she finished, he handed her his jacket again, and a blanket to wrap around her legs.

"We have to go to the ambo." Jay told her. "Can you walk?"

"I.. I dont know. I almost cant feel my legs anymore."

"No problem." He reached out for her legs and lifted Erin up, carrying her to the nearest ambo.

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