A/N1: This is my very first Chicago PD story. And English is not my native language.
A/N2: I had this idea quite a while ago, but until now I was unsure about "telling" the story of these two.
Sometimes you need more than just a friend
Prologue
For a moment, Kim looked thoughtfully at the empty glass in her hand, turning it back and forth before placing it back on Voight's desk.
"I was just going to-" she began, but shook her head and broke off.
There wasn't really anything else she wanted to say, so she turned to leave.
But a hand on her arm stopped her in her tracks.
His hand.
"Burgess, if you ever want to talk, my door is always open to you."
Kim nodded.
But she already knew she wasn't going to accept his offer.
She just wanted to forget everything and put it behind her.
The case and the memories .
And what had happened to her sister in the last year.