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"What do you mean his knuckles were bloody?" Josie almost dropped her mug.

"I mean it looked like he'd been in some sort of MMA type fight." Erin sighed. "I'm scared he's gotten into it and with the way Hank's been acting…"

"You're scared they'll both go so far down that hole that we won't be able to get them back?"

Erin nodded. "IA is still after him."

"I know." Josie groaned. She was in the worst position. "What do you want me to do?"

"We need to find him… find out what happened."

"Jo!" Antonio called from the stairs. "We gotta roll out…"

"Shit." Josie hissed. "Okay, go… I'll see you at the scene… we'll figure this out."

Erin nodded and put her empty mug in the dishwasher before sneaking out the back door as Antonio came in the kitchen.

"Who called?" Josie finished her tea and put the mug away.

"Hank." Antonio groaned. "Something about that ring we brought down last month."

"Got it." Josie followed him to grab their jackets. Antonio had grabbed their stars and side arms from the safe before coming downstairs.

On the drive to the scene, Josie prayed that it wasn't something to do with Justin or this Catalano guy. To her relief it was another bust, and since they'd made the original bust, they were brought in to do this one. Within a couple hours, they'd rounded up a second group and had actually managed to shut down the drug production itself. This made the higher ups in the Ivory Tower extremely pleased.

"You okay?" Antonio asked on the way back home after they'd filed their paperwork.

"Yeah, just really fricken tired." Josie pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "I need sleep."

"Okay… well, I can take the kids out, we can leave you to sleep properly."

"You sure you want all 5 of them on your own?" Josie asked, stifling a yawn.

"In desperation, I can always call your mom or mine." Antonio smiled.

"Aren't you tired?" Josie asked as they pulled into the garage.

"Not as much as you. You've been running ragged."

"I have a better idea." Josie whispered. "Call one of our moms… have them take the kids for the day… and you and I just sleep."

"I'm all for it." Antonio laughed. "I'll call Mom…"

"I'll go get the bed ready."


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Josie woke up a few hours later feeling significantly better. She turned over to see Antonio was still sound asleep. She smiled. While he may have claimed to be getting more sleep than her, he clearly wasn't. She grabbed her reading blanket from the chair and wrapped it around her. She went to the bay window that was in their room and looked out. The sun was bright, and she could hear the breeze blowing through the trees. She was going to let Antonio sleep for a bit and she was going to go start prepping supper. She threw on one of Antonio's CPD t-shirts and headed to the kitchen. She pulled a chicken from the freezer and set it to thaw. She preheated the oven and set to peeling potatoes. She was lost in thought when Antonio came down the stairs.

He leaned against the doorframe and watched as his wife prepared supper. He had always imagined that this would be their life. He'd always imagined how they'd raise their children, she a nurse and he'd be working his way up the CPD. Their future was different now. They were raising their children alright, but now they were both Detectives within the CPD and her dad, her real dad, was their boss. He chuckled to himself.

"Hey, you're up." Josie smiled.

"Yeah… bed suddenly got chilly. I get what you talk about when I leave."

"I just figured you'd benefit from more sleep."

"I appreciate it." He walked into the kitchen. "What's for supper?"

"Roast chicken, grilled corn, veggies, mashed potatoes…"

"Are we having company?"

"Not that I know of." Jo grinned. "But, the kids will come home eventually, and there are 4 teenagers."

"Fair enough." Antonio wrapped his arms around. "You look good in my shirt."

"You used to tell me that back then." Jo whispered. "Can pull the corn out, husk it?"

"I'd really much rather just hold you in my arms. You know before your dad calls us back into work." Antonio kissed her neck.

"Antonio… your mom will have the kids home soon." While intimacy had been rare lately, Josie didn't need any of their kids or her mother-in-law to catch them in the act.

Antonio flipped the switches off the stove. "Put that chicken in the oven." The tone in his voice was his 'detective' tone.

Josie finished seasoning the chicken and put the roaster in the oven. "Now what?"

Antonio swiftly lifted his wife into his arms and carried her to their room. He kicked the door closed behind him. "Now, I pay attention to you." He kissed her, reaching under his t-shirt that she was wearing and lifted it over her head. "All of you."

He laid her on the bed. He laid a trail of kisses from her neck down her abdomen. His hands were busy teasing her.

"Antonio!" Josie moaned. "Oh!"

"You're all wet, babe." Antonio whispered before going down on her completely.

Josie couldn't hold back. The sensations were too strong. She arched as her orgasm rocked her. "Antonio!"

Antonio, knowing just how much they both needed this, pulled himself up and onto her. He nudged her legs open a little wider and slid into her. This wasn't going to be soft or romantic. Their passion burning, and their tempo high, it wasn't long before they both climaxed.

Antonio, breathless, rolled over and pulled his wife tightly to him. "We needed that."

Josie was at a loss for words. She only nodded and gently kissed him.

"I love you, Josie. Always."

"I know." She smiled. "I'll always love you, Antonio. No matter what." She sighed. "We need to do that more often."

"You said that a couple days ago too." He laughed. "We should probably get back to getting supper ready… so the kids aren't suspicious."

"You're worried that Mama is going to find out that we wanted some afternoon delight." She playfully smacked his chest.

"That too." He kissed her. "You complete me."

"Hmm… that's what you say when you either want something or you broke something. It's the same trick both your sons use on me."

"Hmm." He smirked before getting off the bed and heading to their master bathroom to quickly shower.

Josie chased after him. "Antonio!" She gasped as he surprised her by lifting her onto the counter.

"I'm not done yet." He growled.

Josie wrapped her legs around him, pulling him to her. She was surprised to feel his hard shaft against her skin. "I can feel that." Her voice was barely a whisper. "I didn't think you'd be ready so fast."

"I may be older, but I'm not that old." His voice was gruff. He quickly slid into her. "I'm pretty sure this is what happens when we finally have alone time… no criminals, no kids… no worries."

Josie bit her lower lip. "Mhmm."

She wrapped her legs tightly around him, keeping up with him. It wasn't long before they reached climax again. Josie was thankful that she was on the counter. Her legs were jelly.

"You okay?" Antonio asked, breathlessly.

"Barely." She smiled. "But, I definitely think we need to fit more time in for us. You know, like actually focusing a little more on us… as a couple."

He grinned. "I won't argue there. Pretty sure either one of our moms will gladly help out… just don't tell them why we need a babysitter."

"Just, turn on the shower before they get here." She nodded towards the shower. "I don't need nosey teens tonight."


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"Thanks, Abuela." Zoë said as their grandmother pulled up to the house. "I really appreciate you showing me those recipes and giving me those tips. It should really help on the next culinary challenge."

"Anything for you, hija." Liliana smiled. "I know that your mother has many of the recipes too, but I also know her work makes it hard for her to teach you."

"I also really love getting to know more about our history and culture too, Abuela."

This made Liliana even prouder. She knew that in this day and age, a lot of teens didn't want anything to do with culture or heritage. To know all of her grandchildren wanted to learn about both their Irish/Cajun and Dominican roots made her happy. She knew that at least they would keep it going for a while.

"Abuela?" Xavier asked.

"Si, hijo?"

"Will you be able to come to my next game?"

"I'm almost certain that we'll both be there, and depending on Tia Gaby's schedule, she'll join us."

"Cool." Xavier grinned. "I know Tio and Tia said that they'd probably be there too."

"We're all proud of you and your team, Xavier. It's been a while since one of our teams has made it as far as you guys." Liliana said. She turned to Diego. "How about your science team?"

"We're just waiting to hear back if we qualified for State."

"I thought you were supposed to hear from them already?"

"We were, but there was another team that broke rules." Diego said. "So, now they're reviewing all teams before announcing the State level competitors."

"You sound happy." Liliana said.

"Well… the team that broke the rules… they're our biggest competition." Diego was a little excited. "I know I shouldn't be happy, but it makes it a little easier for us to place higher if they're not there."

"Just… focus on your team, Diego." Liliana advised him. "That will be your team's winning strategy. Let the others worry about themselves."

"Yes, Abuela." Diego knew his grandmother was right. "Thanks for lunch and driving us home."

"Anytime, hijo." She reached back and patted his shoulder. "Behave for your parents. It's been a long week."

"Si, Abuela." Eva smiled. "We'll see you this weekend?"

"Most likely."

They all got out of the vehicle, Zoë took Grace's carseat from the car and they headed up to the house. While they lived next door, they'd gone out for lunch as a treat. Liliana decided to drive them home before heading off to pick up Miguel from his appointment. She waved to them one last before backing out of the driveway.

"Think Mom and Dad are up?" Diego asked.

"Maybe." Zoë said.

"I doubt it." Xavier said as he unlocked the door. "They've been running on fumes."

"Someone had to be up at some point." Eva pointed to the kitchen as they walked in. "Light are on and I smell roasting chicken."

"Should we call out?" Diego was curious as to where their parents were.

"Nah… we should maybe finish prepping supper… let them rest a little while longer." Xavier took it upon himself, as the oldest, to make an executive decision.


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"Did you hear something?" Jo asked as she threw on some clothes.

"No." Antonio answered. "Kids aren't due back until 5."

"Antonio… it's 5:30!" Josie exclaimed as she looked at the clock. She pulled her hair back and ran to check to see if they were home.

"Josie!" Antonio chased after her.

They both stopped suddenly seeing that supper had finished being prepared and was being laid out on the table.

"Hi!" Eva said. "Did you guys sleep enough?"

"Uh… yeah… yeah, we slept." Antonio said. "When did you guys get home?"

"Around 5." Xavier was helping Zoë get a fussy Grace into her chair.

"Why didn't you wake us?" Josie asked as she pulled frozen juice from the freezer to make a new pot.

"Because you guys haven't been sleeping a lot." Zoë stated the obvious.

"Well, I think we'll be good now." Josie said. "Did you guys behave for Abuela?"

"Always." Xavier answered innocently. "She's Abuela."

"I'm pretty sure that if they misbehaved, Ma wouldn't let me hear the end of it for not teaching them manners and the such." Antonio snickered. "You worry too much. You're gonna start getting grey hair, my love."

Jo just glared at him. "Did y'all finish making the supper?"

"We guessed at what the plan was." Zoë admitted.

"Roasted veggies. Salad. Roast chicken." Eva pointed to the various pots and pans. "We were sure what you wanted to do with the corn and potatoes so we made herb roasted potatoes and grilled corn."

Josie hugged her daughters. "Well, I was going to do mashed potatoes with gravy, but hey… supper's made, it smells amazing and we're all back home. It's been a while since we've all been here for supper together."

"I made a pan sauce." Zoë said as she put her mother's gravy boat on the table. "It's one of the ones I'm hoping to use for my next exam."

"Well, then, we're happy to be your guinea pigs." Antonio laughed. "Okay, every sit, let's eat and maybe we can find a movie to all agree on tonight."


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Josie was busy making coffee when Hank came up, grumpier than usual, into the bullpen. "Dad?" She put the coffee pot down. "What's going on?"

"Oh, well… seems that the higher ups in the Ivory Tower think we're just another homicide team."

"What?"

He handed her a file. "Erin… my office."

Erin put down her mug and followed Hank. As the door closed behind them, Antonio came up to Jo. "What was that all about?"

"I don't have a clue. Dad just handed me this." She handed him the file. "Something about the Ivory Tower wanting us to look into this murder."

No sooner did Antonio have the file, did Hank and Erin reappear. Hank snatched the file from Antonio and pulled out an 8x10 of a dead body. "This is Frank Fitori." He taped the picture to the board. "He was caught napping in a ditch close to where he was dumped. He's had his own thing going on in the South Side for years."

Al appeared with his banana. "He swims with a lot of big fish."

"Swam." Jay corrected him.

That earned him a glare from the experience detective. "Swam."

Erin, having a suspicion about what was going on volunteered to go check out the site with Jay.

"Sure." Hank nodded. "Everyone else, go through the files on Taylor Street, Bridgeport, Chinatown and Melrose crews. See who's who in the food chain."

While the others thumbed through files, Antonio went to talk to Hank in private. Hank was grabbing his coat.

"Hank."

"Antonio, I've gotta go."

"Okay, fine… but listen." Antonio blocked his father-in-law's path. "I've been looking at a lot of the guys that got sent up because of his testimony. Between you, me and the lamppost, a few of them are known to frequent a lot of the same places you do."

"So?"

"I was wondering if you had thought about it, or are thinking about it?"

"Yeah, sure… but there's a lot of angles to cover here."

"Right, but I was thinking in particular about the social club you belong to." Antonio sighed. "It's not all upstanding citizens in there. It's general knowledge, Hank."

"What exactly are you trying to say, Antonio?"

"Well, if Fitori pissed off a guy at your place… we may need your cooperation. Ya know, make a move on them from the inside."

"Sure, I thought about it. Ran all those names already. Jin crossed checked everything. Nothing popped."

"Really." Antonio wasn't buying it. "I just talked to Jin. He didn't tell me anything."

"Jin does a lot for me and he doesn't tell anyone else. It's the perk of me being boss." Hank got up really close to Antonio. "Is there any confusion on who runs Intelligence?"

Antonio backed away, hands up. "I'm just trying to solve the case, boss."

With that, Hank pushed passed Antonio and left in a huff.

"Hey." Josie came up to Antonio, who was shaking his head. "What's going on here today? Dad's pissy and you look like he just ripped you a new one."

"Basically did." He sighed. "He's hiding something you know."

"Probably, but what do you want me to do about it? He's not even listening to Lindsay."

Antonio knew that wasn't good. "Okay… well, let's run a few more names. I just feel like your dad is going to try and bury this for some reason. Don't know what the hell that reason is, but I'm not in a good place right now as his second-in-command."

Jo knew that this was a hard place for him. She had a suspicion on what her father was covering concerning this case, but she couldn't tell Antonio anything until she knew more of the facts. She was in the toughest place. She grabbed her cell and went to call Lindsay.

Antonio was about to ask her what she was up to when his own cell began to ring. "Hello?"


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"Thank you for coming so quickly." Gradishar smiled. "I know you're busy."

"Yeah." Antonio looked around. He was incredibly uncomfortable. "Meeting IAB in some secret spot."

"Relax." She tried to calm him. "Everyone knows you're a great detective. Your wife too."

"Don't bring her into this." Antonio growled. "Whatever this is."

"Hey." Gradishar whispered. "I talked to Brady, in Vice. After our chat a little while back. All he did was praise the two of you. He was surprised as hell to know you two had history but swore to high heaven that you two were the best damned detectives to ever work Vice."

"Come on. We both know you want something out of me."

"Fine." Gradishar gave up on trying to sweet talk him. "We've had Sergeant Voight working for us since we pulled him out of lockup. It was a part of his release. He pretends to be dirty, helps us run down some heavy hitters. It's a win-win for everyone. Only he wasn't playing dirty… he WAS dirty. Still is. We were suckers to believe him. Well, I was, specifically, the sucker."

Antonio snipped. "Hey, lie down with dogs…"

"You have the same fleas that I do, Detective! Your whole unit does!" Gradishar was losing it. "Did you know Detective Lindsay is a former informant? Voight turned her at 14! Fourteen! You think she's not doing his bidding? He is building an army there and guess what? It's only a matter of time before it implodes and takes all you down with him."

"So what the hell do you want from me?"

"The murder at the march… I told Voight to looking into Alessio Colo. Said he would. Then, he blew it off. I wonder why."

"He never mentioned anything about that."

"So, that just proves my point." Gradishar knew she had him. What was worse was that Antonio knew she had him too. "To be clear, Detective. I will take Voight down. Everyone is watching. Waiting to see how this plays out. Right now, it's him or me. Once he's gone, you're in the perfect spot to get a promotion and lead Intelligence. The right way." She smirked. "All you have to do is choose a side."

With that, she turned on her heel and stalked away. Antonio sighed. He knew she was right. He knew that Voight wasn't 100% clean. Hell, he'd arrested him once before. He also knew that he couldn't hide this from Jo any longer. They had to get ahead of this before they were all out on their asses because Voight couldn't follow his own rules.


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Antonio returned to the bullpen as Hank was trying to say that they were handing off the case to Homicide. "Wait! Hold up a sec!"

Hank saw the manila folder in his son-in-law's hand and knew he was in for it.

"Alessio Colo. He was one of the big bosses on the south side. Bookmaking, loan sharking, extortion, you name it. CPD thought he was retired, but now a tip is leading me to think he's actually back in the game."

Voight could see the next picture in the folder. He whispered harshly to Antonio. "What are you doing?"

Antonio ignored him and put Catalano's picture up on the board. "This is Joe Catalano. Habitual felon, just released from Stateville… and he's Colo's nephew. He used to work for Colo before he got sent up." He could feel Hank's glare on him. He wasn't about to stop. Our DOA, Fitori… he ratted Catalano out in '06. The deal he made kept him out of Stateville while putting Catalano in."

Al sensing the tension, took the file from Antonio. "Looks like Catalano just got released. He had to have gotten right to it."

They pulled up stills of the footage that Lindsay and Halstead had gotten.

"Okay, so this is Catalano." Erin pointed to the passenger. "Who's the driver?"

Jay explained they were waiting on more footage and then they'd be able to ID the driver too.

Al sensed that Hank wanted to point them away from Colo. "The DOA, Fitori… he used to run with the Ross crew back in the day." He leaned against the desk. "A guy named Dean-o Ross, he was the patriarch."

Antonio nodded. "Along with Fitori, Dean Ross was also on the grand jury witness list against Catalano."

Erin pulled a picture out of the file. "This him."

Al nodded. "Yep. Dean-o, yeah."

"So, maybe Dean-o's a target too?"

"Alright, let's go." Al said. "Ruzek and I will shadow him… tuck him in at night."

"That's a good idea." Hank nodded. "I'll come along."

"Lindsay and I will come too." Jo suggested. "Jay, stay and run more details with Jin?"

"Looks like we're all going." Antonio said.

"I'd like to see you in my office." Voight gritted his teeth.

Antonio nodded and went in to the office. "I was told…. NO… I was ORDERED to run this investigation, Sergeant." He could see the steam coming from Voight's ears. "If you want to take it upstairs and explain to them why you'd rather I didn't, be my guest."

Hank huffed. "Sounds like you know what you're doing."

"I'm confident I do."

"Then let's see where this leads."


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Erin pulled Hank aside as the team got geared up. "What's going on?"

"Justin was there."

"Where?"

"He was the driver."

"How do you know?"

"Catalano told." Hank ran his hand through his hair. "And when this other footage… Look, I stopped by the CTA… his supervisor told me he hasn't been there in weeks… he's slipping away on me… again."

"Alright." Erin tried to calm him down. "Don't bite my head off, but are you going to bury this case?"

"I don't think Antonio's gonna let that happen." Hank sighed.


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Jo was sitting in Lindsay's car, watching for Dean-o Ross. Voight was on his own in the rear. Antonio was also alone on another side street. Al and Ruzek were in a van close to where Dean-o was last spotted. "Erin… be honest with me… you know more about this that anyone, don't you?"

Erin sighed. "Yeah…"

"Are you gonna make me interrogate you, or are you gonna tell me?"

"It's Justin. He's in on all this."

"I kinda figured as much." Jo groaned. "How deep?"

"He was the driver, Jo."

"Oh fuck."

"Yeah… Hank's hands are tied."

"Antonio's interference isn't helping." Jo concluded.

"Yeah, look, I don't wanna put you in the middle of all this."

"I already am. Blood pulls one way, marriage vows another." Josie sighed. "You have any clue how Antonio got all that info?"

"No, but however it happened, Voight ain't happy about it." Erin pulled up her binoculars. "I… I'm scared your dad is in over his head now."

Their conversation was cut short as chatter came over the radio. That was then cut short saying that Catalano was fleeing on foot. They all moved in to chase him. Only by the time the others caught up to Voight, he was alone and huffing. Catalano was nowhere in sight.

"Where is he?" Antonio demanded.

"He got away." Voight groaned. "I lost him."

Antonio didn't buy it. He stormed off and headed back to the District. He took the long way. He needed to come up with a way to confront Voight in all this mess.

Back at the District, Antonio stormed off into Voight's office. He didn't care if Voight was his boss and his father-in-law, he slammed the office door shut. "I want to know what the fuck is going on!"

Voight, trying to keep his cool, said. "You tell me."

"Now! Voight!"

"Don't you dare come in her barking at me!" Voight snapped. "Or, you're gonna see me off the leash!"

"Oh, you're pretty far off the leash already!" Antonio let everything that had been building up since he joined Intelligence out. "Have been since I got her! You want to work your own system, that's on you… until it starts to affect this whole Unit!" Antonio took a deep breath to steady himself. "Now, this unit is going to take down anyone and everyone involved in Fitori's death. You get in the way, I'm going to see to it that you go down too… For good this time."

Voight tried to through the incident with Diego back at him.

Antonio glared at him. "Go to Hell… you wanna talk, I'll be at my desk." And he stomped out of the office, almost bolting Lindsay over.

Josie knew that the tempers of both men were rising and it was only going to get worse. She watched as Erin told Hank that the footage from the construction company was in. She watched as Antonio was fuming and reading through notes. She snuck off and followed her father and Erin to Jin's office.

"Jo, what are you doing here?" Hank asked as she closed the door behind her.

"If you're worried that Antonio sent me, you can stop. I'm here because I know the truth. I put two and two together earlier. I also know how Justin went to Erin, all bloodied up."

"Erin?!"

"She his sister… she also doesn't blow everything out of proportion." Erin snapped.

"Have you told Antonio any of this?" Hank questioned.

"No!" Jo crossed her arms. "As much as I don't want to have secrets from my husband, I didn't need World War III to break out before we knew all the details. Now, it has broken out… and I'm the one stuck in the worst fucking place." Tears threatened to fall. "I'm not going to lose a brother and a husband over some case that Justin should've never been involved in."

"I can't let him go back to prison." Hank argued.

"I don't want him to either, Dad! We may not have a choice."

Erin played the footage. "It's definitely Justin."

"Then it's over."

Erin looked to Jo. "No, no it's not."

"He's an accomplice to murder." Hank sighed. "It's over."

"He may not answer your calls," Erin said. "But he'll damn well answer my calls." She looked to Josie. "Come with me. You'll be able to explain all this to Antonio once we find Justin."

Hank was left alone, worried that not only would he lose his son and his freedom, but he may very well lose the family he'd only just gained back.


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Erin convinced Justin for a meet. Jo stayed in the shadows so as to not spook him. Justin met with her and started going off in details as to what all went down with Fitori. Jo slowly approached to listen more.

"Erin! I swear to God. I had no choice!"

Erin grabbed his arms. "You need to get it together!"

"Erin, I gotta run, okay? I gotta run right now. I need your help." He tried to run when he saw Josie. "I'm a dead man!"

"Get in the car." Jo used her calmest voice. "We'll help you, but you gotta help us first."

Justin was numb. "Okay."

They led him to the Chrysler 300 and sped back to the District.

Josie called Antonio and asked him to meet them in the rollup.

"Why?" He asked. "Where the heck are you two?"

"Just, meet us… I'll explain everything, but you need to keep a cooler head than you did with Dad earlier." Josie urged.

"Okay." Antonio ended the call.

They pulled into the rollup and Josie went to Antonio.

"What the fuck is going on around here?" Antonio demanded.

"Keep it cool." Josie hissed. "Look, Erin and I have everything… Dad's not in on this."

Antonio slowed his breathing. "Okay, explain it to me."

Josie filled him in on everything.

"Why didn't tell you tell me?" Antonio asked. "We swore no secrets."

"I know. And, I know you have every right to be pissed at me… I'm the one who said we weren't ever going to have secrets… but Erin came to me the other night… and, I wanted the whole story. Not Dad blowing it out of proportion or you going off on both of them. I know you… and I know how amazing you are in this job, but you tend to make up your mind on someone before they've had the chance to tell you the whole story."

Antonio sighed. She was right. He did have a habit of rushing to judgement on people with bad histories. Voight and Justin were no exception to that. "Okay, I'll talk to him."

Jo waved Erin over. She turned to her baby brother. "You tell him absolutely everything. No detail is too small… Then, we'll help you out. I know you had nothing to do with this directly… but Justin, Erin… Dad… we all warned you that you had to keep your nose clean… we only ever wanted what's best for you."

Justin nodded weakly. "I know… I'm… I'm so sorry, Jo. I screwed up. I know how much you all put on the line for me… I blew it."

Antonio could see the terror and sorrow in Justin's eyes. "Okay, first… you're not under arrest… you, Jo and I… we're gonna go have a chat… then, we'll sort all this out. See if we can't keep you out of this for good."

Erin watched as they headed off to Interrogation. Now, all she had to do was make sure that Voight didn't blow this whole plan to bits.


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Voight was furious. He was being blackmailed by some snotty nosed wannabe gangster. His son was one of the most important things in his life. He wasn't going to let him rot in jail because he was a witness to a murder. He made his way up to the bullpen from the back way. He saw Erin standing in the hallway. He was curious as to why she was there. She'd said she was going to find Justin. That's when he saw something that made his heart stop. Justin was sitting in an Interrogation room. He stomped towards him, but Erin stopped him dead in his tracks.

Erin shook her head. "Antonio's in your office." She just pointed.

Hank, livid beyond belief as to why his daughter and the woman he considered a daughter betrayed his only son to Antonio, stormed to his office. "THERE BETTER BE A DAMN GOOD REASON WHY MY SON IS IN THE INTERROGATION ROOM, AND I WASN'T NOTIFIED IMMEDIATELY!" He bellowed.

Antonio kept his cool. He knew this was coming. He pointed a finger at Voight. "You have a problem. Internal Affairs. Gradishar came to me. She wanted to make a deal for you. She knows all about you and Colo." He paused. He could see that Voight's temper was still flaring. "Your son was dumb, getting involved with Catalano, but he was a dupe. Catalano's the target. So, as far as I'm concerned, I never saw that photo. I never heard him say he was there. Then, I'm going to move onto the next Intelligence file." He motioned to the door and Josie snuck into the office.

"We both plan on just moving on, but Dad," Jo said softly. "Justin needs to get his act together. One way or another, because if he doesn't there isn't anything any of us will be able to do to keep him safe and out of prison."

Hank nodded. "I know." He looked to Antonio with new respect. "Thank you."

Antonio nodded and left the office.

Hank turned to face his daughter. "Did you know Internal Affairs tried to turn him?"

"I found out today. Dad… he's a good cop, he wouldn't just throw this unit under the bus if he didn't have the whole story." She hugged her dad. "He also knows more about this Gradishar than she thinks. He's gunning for her, not you."

"Why?"

"He didn't tell me everything… but it has something to do with something that happened when he was a patrolman."

"Hmm." Hank sighed, rubbing his eyes. "What do you think I should do about Justin?"

"Boot camp."

"What?"

"Military boot camp." Josie sighed. "It's far from Chicago, away from the bad influences… and he'll learn responsibility, respect and discipline."

Hank knew she was right. Dixie had suggested it to him earlier, but he dismissed the idea because he didn't think his son was so far gone from help. He nodded. "I'll take him now."

"Dad, don't be too hard on him. This hasn't all settled in yet, but he'll know that we're only doing this because we want him to be safe and actually make something of himself." Jo said, opening the door. She left and went to talk to Antonio.

Hank headed towards Interrogation to get Justin.


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Josie and Antonio had gone home, just in time to tuck the kids in. They then went back into the District to finish their paperwork. They were halfway through the file, the phone rang. Hank was just coming back into the District himself as Antonio hung up the phone.

"What's up?" Hank asked.

"They just dredged a body out of the river." Antonio said.

Hank could tell by the look on Antonio's face who was the DOA. He nodded. Josie, Antonio and Voight headed out to the docks.

When they arrived, Gradishar was there too. Sure enough, Joe Catalano was the DOA.

Gradishar looked up at the trio. "So that's Catalano, huh?"

Antonio nodded. "Yeah."

Hank, who wasn't about to lose any sleep over this one, joined in. "Well, he had a lot of enemies… Funny how justice in this city sometimes, huh." He grinned as he motioned for Antonio and Josie to join him as they headed back to the District, leaving Gradishar to accept her fate.

When they arrived to the District, Antonio got a call. Josie looked to her husband. "What's that all about?"

"Gradishar is demanding I come to her office right now."

Hank asked. "What about?"

"I'm guessing that she's pissed that I didn't turn you over to her… help her climb that damn ladder some more."

"Want me to come with?" Jo asked.

Antonio shook his head. "No… she doesn't know that y'all know what she's actually up to. I wanna keep it that way." He kissed Jo. "I'll be home in a bit." He turned to Voight. "Could you take her home please?"

Hank nodded. "Jo, let's go."

Antonio headed out and made his way to the Ivory Tower. He went to Gradishar's office to see her packing. He didn't knock. He just waited for her to notice he was there. When she saw him, he walked in calmly. She, on the other hand was furious. She slammed her office door closed and glared at him.

"What was fuck was that, Detective? Huh?!" Her anger was radiating. Antonio was snickering inside. She looked like a cartoon character who was smoking at the ears. "You gave me nothing! He somehow wriggled his way off the hook and I look like a fool! A fool! Or worse!"

Antonio walked closer to her. "You don't remember me do you." His voice was calm and deadly.

"What?!"

"You were just a patrolman in Internal Affairs. You investigated my partner… Sean Patterson." Gradishar tried to interrupt him, but he just kept going. "You went after him for some double-dipped overtime pay, some paperwork that he admitted to filing mistakenly! It should've been a slap on the wrist, but you wanted to make a name for yourself. Make an example of him, because you're a climber. Always have been." Antonio took a breath before continuing. Ten years of anger was ready to explode, but he wasn't going to lose it until he'd said every last thing he'd wanted to. "The union fought his charges, but you went after him harder. You took away his pension, bounced him from the job. He killed himself a year later! His family lost a father because you used him as the bottom rung of your ladder!" He got right up to her, pointing his finger right in her face. "You don't know. You don't know what we do… or what we sacrifice… or the price we pay for this. For the job. And you'll never know!"

With that Antonio spun on his heel and left her standing in shock in her office.


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"How'd it go?" Josie asked as Antonio made his way into their bedroom.

"She's done." Antonio sighed, tossing his clothes in the hamper. "Cooked."

"She really tried to have you turn against Dad… and the Unit?"

Antonio crawled into bed and pulled her close. "She tried to tell me that if I rolled on Voight, I'd be in line to lead Intelligence… get promoted, the whole 9."

"But you didn't…"

"No, babe… and I didn't do it for Voight… or the Unit… I didn't do it because I know what kind of cop Gradishar is…"

"You said she was involved in something with one of your past partners?"

Antonio nodded. "One of my first partners once I was on the job… after you were sent away… his name was Sean. He had a wife and a couple of great kids. He goofed on some paper work. IAB got involved and…"

"Gradishar was the one assigned to look into it."

"Yeah." Antonio sighed. "She was determined to climb higher up the chain, and she used Sean as the bottom rung. Union and the District fought her… but he lost everything and got booted from the job. He couldn't find work… so he killed himself. His wife and kids lost absolutely everything because that bitch couldn't see that it was a mistake that had triggered the whole thing."

"I'm sorry, babe." Jo hugged him tightly.

"Well, for now, Intelligence is under from IAB." Antonio kissed her. "Let's just hope it stays that way."

"Yeah… well, Dad and I talked."

"About?"

"Everything." Jo sighed. "Justin signed up for the Army. He's already headed out to basic."

"Well, Army will teach him a thing or two… whip him into shape."

"That's what I told Dad… I think it's just hard for him to accept that it didn't matter what he did to help him, Justin just has to learn everything the hard way."

"Sad reality for some people." Antonio whispered.

"Hey, our kids are good… they've got a lot more of a support system… they have both parents, both sets of grandparents… aunts, uncles… it's a lot more than Justin had… especially after his mom died."

"I know." He held her tightly. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about this whole thing sooner."

"Hey, I didn't tell you when Erin showed up here." Jo rationalized. "Let's just hope we can keep some drama out of work for a while."

"How many more days until your parents' wedding?" Antonio asked.

"3 and a half months." Jo answered.

"So, 3 and a half more months of potential drama." Antonio reminded her.

"Yeah… I guess." She sighed.


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A/N: Well, there we go. Another update that was long overdue. Sorry for the delay. I'll be writing more often now. Stay tuned for more updates.

Lots of love, Nicole.