House Of Cards

Nobody knew whom house this was, it was not registered or anything. Wearing the bullet vests that was when they were given the all clear. Waiting for the rest of them to arrive. When they heard all the cars coming in at once. Jay is worried about Hailey can't shake the feeling something is up with her, hell even Voight is acting strange must be seeing Benson again that is stirring it up. Whatever it is he will get to the bottom of it. Kicking in the door they swarm the house.

Hank takes the upstairs, its then he realizes whose house this is whom it also belongs to. 'Fuck' he heads into the room anyways, seeing the broken glass. Its then he realizes this was where most of the beatings happened. Storming out the door he grabs a black light. If he sees blood Donny is dead by his hands. "Get black lights now! Hank was no were near close losing control but he was getting there. Making his way upstairs back into the room. Flicking on the light it was there he saw it towards the closet taking a slow step. Opening the closet door, that was what he found a pool of blood dried blood all in the closet on the wall and ceiling. Closing his eyes knowing his kitten is safe. Pulling out his cellphone wanting to dial knowing she needed sleep. It was then that someone caught him. "Sarg we need you down stairs in the kitchen." Jay of course had to linger "be right there." Jay moved out of the door what felt like an hour to Voight then mere seconds to him. Wanting to punch something heading into the kitchen if its a blood bath its amazing she survived.

All the black lights lite up the kitchen, that was when he saw it. "Call crime scene let me know what we have." Heading towards the basement it was then he slowly turned wished he had not. There on the walls were photos of Hailey wanting to destroy them this would ruin her. Why damn it? Why her? Why his kitten? If he was caught destroying evidence he would go back to jail be a hypocrite to Vanessa he did not want that. Least in jail he could kill Donny. Then who would take care of Lucia. 'Fuck' storming back upstairs "Also have crime scene go down in the basement be mindful she does not need this now. Heading back to the unit." Hank turns to leave, leaving everybody in the wake of what he just said. Olivia and Rollins went down stairs there on the wall was a girl, taking a closer look it was Hailey. "No wonder he was pissed." Rollings knew but did not say anything, she her Captain was still hurting no matter how much she denies it. Olivia was still stunned "alright keep them and everybody else from coming down here the less people the better." Amanda would take her orders seriously. Kat and Vanessa were a lot like it was scary. Heading back upstairs to where they found more blood in the house.

Hank stormed up stairs into his office be damned if she was sleeping or not. Opening the door, he looked in still sleeping, closing and locking the door behind him. Waking Hailey the way he knew how, slamming his lips on to hers demanding entrance, feeling her gasp it was all he needed. Sliding is tongue into her waiting mouth. If he could pull his kitten into him more he would. Hailey broke the kiss, quickly Hank took the note reminding himself he needs to toss it. "oh baby I wish I did not need to tell you this." Hailey it was serious, "what is it?" Hank could not look her eyes now they are even trying to smirk but could not. "At an address that was given by a CI the information was correct. However, when we got there all the blood was pretty much dry, I went to the basement found." Choking on this part "found photos of you as a little girl." Hailey was shocked, Hank did not want to but showed her them. Falling into his arms they both cried there eyes out of the pain that and sorrow that the woman in front of him endured and more. "Promise you kitten I will get him of the streets." Hailey just nodded her head in a agreement. Pulling back she kissed his lips once more in a whisper "we can kill him together that way he will hurt nobody else." Hank looked her eye, yes he did kill his son's killer. "Hailey." That was when they had to be quiet everybody was at there desks, Hailey knew if she went out there all the questions she did not want to answer. Looking at Hank for the answers she really did not want to do this, looking over at his sofa she went back and went to sleep.