17. Quickie

Jay, Hailey and Atwater were doing surveillance around 4 pm in the back of one of their vans on a drug house they were watching. It was a little ridiculous really because it was more of a Narcotics case but somehow Voight got the case and therefore the three of them were sitting on the house, bored out of their minds. Surveillance really was mind numbing at best.

"For the first time I'm glad we have that police fundraiser to go to tonight," Atwater muttered.

Hailey smiled. "The ones we have to put our monkey suits on for?"

"Hey, that line came from me," Jay replied. "But yeah, those ones."

"Yeah, but that means we have to get out of here at a decent time."

Jay shrugged, still watching the house. "Okay, I'll agree. I just hate pretending that policing is fun at those events."

"Guys, they usually they have an open bar at these things," Hailey commented. "Worth our trouble to play nice with the Ivory Tower."

Jay continued looking at the house. "Okay, look over here. There is two people literally having sex basically in the open."

Kevin or Hailey didn't even look, it was unsurprising for this neighborhood. "You're surprised, bro?"

"It's in public view!" Jay said.

Kevin looked at him. "And you've never had sex in a public place?"

Jay looked at his partner who just had this shit eating grin on her face and then back at Kevin. "Well, yeah, but never this public."

"Whatever you say, Halstead," Kevin said. "Ever have sex at the district or a police station?"

"Fuck no!"

Kevin looked surprised. "Not even with Lindsay?" he looked apologetically at Hailey who just shrugged. She was interested in the answer as well.

Jay shook his head, emphatically. "Nope. No way. You?"

"Hell nah."

Kevin and Jay both turned to Hailey who was a little too quiet. "Anything you want to share with the class, Upton?" Jay asked. "Have you had sex or a quickie at the district?"

She scratched her head and then confessed. "When I was on the beat."

Both Kevin and Jay's jaws dropped. "Oh my god," Kevin commented. "You rebel."

Jay who had been literally watching the street the whole time turned to Hailey, "I learn something new about you everyday."

After a few more minutes of silence and boredom, Kevin asked a loaded question. "Best and worst CI's you've ever had?"

"What's prompting that question?" Hailey asked.

Kevin shrugged. "It was one of Burgess' CI's who gave us this house. While she's on mat leave! Burgess isn't really a cop who deals with CI's much."

Jay and Hailey pondered that as the statement was true. Burgess was a great cop but it took a different type of cop to cultivate and grow confidential informants and keep them. Antonio was one of the best at them and Jay had learned from him. "Can't really think of the best although I'll say Mouse because he turned out pretty good. Worse was definitely hands down a guy I busted for heroin. A week later, he overdosed."

Atwater smiled. "Can't really think of my worst but ya'll know who my best is- Porky down at the chop shop."

"Porky is one of a kind," Hailey agreed. "I also can't really think of my best, although Cameron was a memorable one. My worst, she stands out and she has a pretty good story."

"Oh do tell," Kevin said. "We got time."

"I'm a week back from a year long undercover and I'm in Vice. It's late and I'm going to 31st to get some files. Driving in a sketchy area and I'm following this vehicle who is driving bat shit crazy. I radio to dispatch for a patrol car and none available. Finally this is getting dangerous so I flip on my lights and pull her over. She reeks of booze and there's a couple dime bags of cocaine in plain view. Girl is maybe 20. She gives me her license and registration and I'm trying to think of what to do- pinch her on the DUI or the cocaine. I don't have a breathalyzer or anything. Finally patrol shows up while I'm deciding what to do. And then her name finally rings a bell. Amanda Farish. She never once name dropped her dad, but her dad is Craig Farish."

Jay's eyes opened wide. "The hot shot defence attorney? Craig Farish? The same one that Katherine Brennan hired?"

Hailey nodded. "The same one. So I know arresting her on a DUI is pointless because he'll get it tossed. So I get one of the patrolman to drive her car home and I drive her home in my car and I make her a deal. She signs up to be my CI and I drop all the charges. She agrees. She gives me her supplied the next week. A week later, she comes to me and says she's going to rehab and I never heard from her again. And I was okay with that. I know she's married now and has two twin boys."

Kevin just chuckled. "That's a good one."

"I gotta agree. Probably tied for worst CI."

Hailey shrugged. "I'm okay with it if she cleaned up her life like that."

Later that night, Jay and Hailey were bored out of their minds. As was everyone else at that little shindig. He leaned over. "So, if you've had quickies in police districts before, what's your policy on them at these types of events?"

She looked at him. "What's your policy?"

He whispered in her ear. "That I think we should find a closet."

"Lead the way, Detective."

It was midnight and Jay reached for his gun as soon as he heard banging on Hailey's door. She was awake too. "Who the hell is banging on your door?" Jay asked. They had crashed after the police function on the account of the adrenaline of the sneaking around and the alcohol. No one was the wiser about their actions but Vanessa's looks between the two of them suggested she suspected what had happened when they left the room to 'take a call.'

She reached for her bra, underwear and Jay's t-shirt that she hoped would cover her ass a little bit. But she obviously probably knew who was banging on her door, or else they would be breaking it down.

She grabbed his gun as it was still in his hand and took the safety off as she looked through the peephole. The person on the other side was not who she was expecting. Ever. But she opened the door.

"I was talking about you today. On how you were my worst CI ever but I was okay with it because you cleaned up your act," Hailey said as Amanda Farish entered her house. "How'd you find me?"

Amanda kicked off her shoes. "Used to be a paralegal for my dad. Still know some things."

"Sit here while I put some more clothes on," Hailey said, gesturing to the island that had chairs around it.

She returned to the bedroom where Jay was sitting up on his phone. She gave him his gun back and put sweatpants on. "Who is down there, Hailey?" he asked, very firmly.

Hailey just looked at him and almost closed the bedroom door before giving him an answer. "The worst CI ever."

She went back downstairs and put the kettle on for her midnight visitor. "So, why you really here, Amanda?"

Amanda looked scared out of her mind. She trembled as she spoke. "I didn't know who to trust. And I know I can trust you."

Hailey looked her in the eyes and saw the same scared girl as 4 years ago. "You can trust me."

"I'm really scared."

"You can trust me. I promise."

After about an hour, Jay quietly opened the bedroom door and peaked downstairs. He could see Amanda and Hailey quietly talking on the island and it looked like Amanda had been crying. Whatever it was, it had taken a lot for Amanda to come to Hailey. He just shook his head and went into Hayden's room to grab the extra blankets and pillow's, sure that Amanda would be spending the rest of the night on the couch. Good thing that Vanessa was at Ben's tonight and Hayden was with Tim and Tammy, like usual. When he came out, Hailey's hand was on Amanda's back, encouraging her to keep talking. He smiled and thought about this day's events and learning more about Hailey- her mysteriousness, her adventurous side and her compassion.

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