Disclaimer: I don't own Chicago PD or One Tree Hill.
A/N: I'm dead on my feet right now but since you left such lovely reviews, here you go.
Next chapter will be leading into Tree Hill then they will be visiting. So I have lots of ideas for that. I think I've already said it but I'm not a Peyton or Lucas fan so don't expect niceness lol
Fate – Part Eight
I park my car and make my way across the street to where Jay is leaning against the building with his arms crossed.
"How was it?" I ask Jay.
"They're not sorry he's dead. But he didn't do it."
"Okay. You ready?" I ask and he nods before taking my hand in his.
I lean my head against his shoulder as we make our way through the building and to the office of Jay's interview.
"Jay Halstead." Jay nods at me to take a seat before approaching the man leaning against his doorframe.
"Edwin Stillwell." The arrogant man states as he holds a hand out for Jay to shake. Jay walks past him, ignoring his hand.
I spend the five minutes Jay's behind closed doors biting my nails, wishing this nightmare would end.
I stand up when Jay exits and he shakes his head at me.
"Let's go."
"What? But what about my statement?"
"Doesn't matter. They want to crucify me." I shake my head before walking past Jay and letting myself into the office.
"He's damn well going to listen."
"Can I help you?" I just give a tight lipped smile to the man behind the desk.
"You can. I'm Jay Halsteads alibi."
"The girlfriend I presume." His eyes look me up and down and I roll my eyes.
"That's correct. Brooke Davis."
"Take a seat Brooke." He sighs as he leans back in his car.
"How long have you and Jay been dating?" I drop to the chair across from his desk, my bag on my lap.
"Couple months." I shrug.
"How'd you meet?"
"What does this have to do with last night?" I raise an eyebrow and he just smirks with a shrug of his shoulder.
"Where was he last night?" He tries for another question.
"At mine."
"What time did he get to yours last night?" He fires another question at me.
"Around 10.45."
"When did he leave?"
"This morning for work."
"What were you doing last night around 11.30pm?" He presses again.
"We were in bed."
"So he could have snuck out." He smirks at me with a raise eyebrow.
"I would have noticed that." My hazel eyes don't back down.
"Maybe he waited until you were asleep." He shrugs at me.
"Hard to sneak out during sex. Although that seems like something you don't get enough of." I raise an eyebrow in challenge, a smirk on my face.
"We're done here." His smirk dropping from his face.
"Hell yeah we are."
I slam his office door behind me as I approach Jay.
"What happened?" Jay tilts his head, taking in my expression.
"Sorry Jay, I think I made it worse." I close my eyes sighing.
"How?" He shakes his head at me.
"I said your alibi was in bed with me, he said you snuck out to which I replied it's hard to sneak out during sex… not that he could possibly be familiar with that."
Jay laughs loudly as he brings me closer, arm wrapped around my shoulder.
"I'm really sorry. Are you mad?" I bite my bottom lip, angry at myself for losing my cool when it really mattered.
"Why would I be mad? That's the best comeback... Don't worry, he wasn't going to accept the alibi anyway." I let out a sigh of relief as he steers me towards the elevator.
"Do you need a lawyer? I can get the best money can buy." I throw my bag down as Jay paces in front of the couch.
"I'm innocent."
"I know. Innocent people need lawyers too."
"I just need to work the case."
"I guess this will help that." I pull the file from my bag before walking over and holding it out for Jay.
"What's that?" He raises an eyebrow before looking down at it.
"Lonnie Rodigers homicide file."
"How'd you get it?" He's looking at me shocked.
"Trudy… unless anyone asks."
"She really loves you." Jay marvels as he smiles at me.
"She knows you're innocent and that you're a damn good cop."
"Thank you. You're amazing." He presses a kiss to my forehead before taking a seat on the couch.
Jay POV
I drop the files on the coffee table, rubbing my tired eyes with a groan before I look to my right and see Brooke curled up on the couch asleep.
I move the blanket from the back of the couch over her before kissing her forehead softly.
My heart swells as I watch her sleep, so thankful to have her in my life especially now when everything is going wrong.
I frown when I hear a knock at the door; I get up quietly and make my way over.
"Al." My eyebrows rise in surprise.
"I brought the homicide file." His eyes flit behind me before he chuckles.
"Which you already have a copy of… let me guess, Brooke?"
"How'd you know?"
"Let's just say she gave us a piece of her mind today." Al chuckles again as my mouth opens and closes a few times.
"What? When?"
"This morning. She stormed in and tore us all to pieces. Even Hank, I've never seen someone stand up to him like that... She knew about Browning." Al's tone is impressed as his eyes stare behind me.
"How? I've never mentioned that name."
"I don't know. But she knew." Al shrugs at me.
"I appreciate you coming by Al."
"She's right you know, we shouldn't have left you twisting in the wind." I just shrug at him.
"Want a drink?" He holds up a bottle of red wine and I invite him in.
"Sure, let me get some glasses."
I'm quiet in the kitchen as Al follows me, he's silent as he watches me pour the wine.
"What have you found?"
"Just give me a minute." I walk over to Brooke and crouch down.
"Baby, go to bed." I push back some hair off her face softly.
"What? No, I'm awake." She rubs her eyes as she tries to sit up.
I chuckle at her as I pick her up bridal style and carry her into the bedroom; I place her down gently tucking her in under the blankets.
"Are you sure?" She whispers fighting sleep.
"Yeah. Al's here…"
"Good, about time." I lean down and kiss her forehead.
"Night babe." I place another kiss on the corner of her mouth before leaving her in the room.
"Sorry about that." I nod at Al as I come back out.
"Nah man, all good."
"Okay so Phil Rodiger told the police that Lonnie didn't come home last night. But I know for a fact he did…" I pick my camera up and scroll through the photos until I find the one time stamped 10.17pm.
Al raises his eyebrows as he sees it.
"I came home knowing he was done hunting for the night, his time of death was an hour later. Which means…"
"Phil Rodiger did it."
"Exactly."
I close the apartment door quietly behind me, making my way to the bedroom and smiling at the sight of Brooke still asleep with blankets tangled around her.
I gently sit on the side of the bed and watch as her eyes open slowly.
"Hey." She whispers and I move my hand down to caress her cheek.
"Hey beautiful."
"Guess what?" I smile down at her knowingly.
"What?" Her husky voice asks.
I hold my badge up laughing as her eyes widen and she bolts upright.
"Oh my god. Jay, that's amazing." She leans in to press our lips together.
"How?"
"Lonnie's father killed him, I got him to confess last night."
"Why would he?" She shakes her head trying to understand.
"After all this time defending him he found pictures of kids on his laptop. He confronted him and just snapped."
"Oh my god." She whispers again shaking her head.
"I can't believe you chewed everyone out about this." I look at her in amazement.
"Believe it. They messed with my man." Her eyes are full of fire and I nod at her with a smile.
"Thank you for having my back. Standing up for me." She leans forward to kiss me again.
"Anytime… you have a really nice back." She winks at me with a giggle.
"Not as nice as yours." I reach my hands to rest under her ass before pulling her onto my lap, straddling me.
She bites her lip staring down at me before she leans in to press out lips together, my tongue instantly sliding into her mouth.
"I guess I should apologise to Hank and everyone." She whispers after pulling away.
"You're too forgiving." I lean forward to kiss her forehead.
"What? You can't tell me you haven't forgiven them." She raises her eyebrows.
"They're family... Besides it's easier than holding a grudge. I work with them everyday."
"Well then I best get dress and go see them all, make it right."
"Jay, man! Never doubted you buddy." I roll my eyes as Ruzek comes over; I smirk when I see Brooke glare at him in disbelief.
"Jay, good to have you back."
"Thanks, sir." I nod over at Hank and Brooke takes a deep breath.
"I'm sor-"
"No need." Hank interrupts Brooke before she can finish her apology.
"What?" She asks confused.
"You were right. We all know it. Won't happen again." I scrunch my eyebrows and Brooke frowns confused.
"Okay?" She asks unsure.
"We are a family here and we should have had his back. I'm just glad he has you in his life, you were more his family than we were these past days."
"Oh. Good then." Brooke nods at him before she cracks a smile.
Al comes over and pulls her into his side.
"Thanks kiddo." He places a kiss on her forehead and she winks up at him.
"Jay, I don't say this enough but I'm lucky to have you in this unit. You're good police." Hank holds his hand out for me and I take it shocked.
"Thank you Sarge." I nod once, smiling as Brooke moves to hug me around the waist.
A/N: I'll try and update tomorrow night after Chicago PD. Now I have a lot of ideas for this story, if I do them all it's going to be very long lol But alot are from Chicago PD because I guess I've seen it more recently than OTH. Now I will be bringing up Brooke's past and stuff and her mother will be causing issues.
But is there something from Brooke's life in OTH you want to see play out here, the dynamics changing since she has Jay... I don't want it to see like it's too much about Jay drama lol
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