Jordan- 13
It's been a few weeks since the Yates incident and Jordan wasn't handling anything well at all. She had completely shut down, the thirteen year old won't talk, she has constant nightmares and flashbacks, she didn't trust anyone anymore. The only person she trusted was her father no one else. When she'd go to the District she stayed glued right by his side, when the others tried to hug her she fought them and hid. If anyone tried to touch her she flinched and flipped out.
Hank didn't like how his little girl was like this, it was as if she built a wall around her and closed everyone out. He was trying everything he could possibly think of and none of it worked. He then made her an appointment with Dr. Charles, hopefully he could help.
Late one night it was dark and quiet in the Voight house hold, the father and daughter were both fast asleep. Jordan began tossing and turning in her sleep, Hank woke up and something told him to go check on his little girl.
The thirteen year old was frantically tossing and turning in her bed, she then shot out of her bed and hid in her closet. Hank made it to his little girl's room, he cut the light on to see her bed empty. He heard the whimpering coming from her closet, opening it he saw his little girl whining, whimpering, and shaking on the floor her knees pulled to her chest and she was rocking.
Getting down he pulled his baby into his arms, Jordan didn't see her father her eyes still glued shut tightly. When she felt arms around her the young teen began to panic and started to fight.
"Jo, it's alright sweetheart it's me. You're ok, he can't hurt you anymore. You're alright baby". Hank soothed her.
Jordan looked up at her father, she then gripped his shirt tightly burying her face into his shirt. Hank held onto his little girl as he rocked her gently.
"Shh baby shh, it's alright he can't hurt you anymore. I'm right here sweetheart, daddy's here. Daddy's got you, you're alright".
The teen was too emotional to speak and move, Hank gently lifted her and carried her back to her bed. He gently rocked her hoping to calm her. Jordan was glued to her father, it took her nearly twenty minutes to calm down her face was buried into her father's shirt.
"Wanna talk about it sweetheart?"
Jordan shook her head as her head laid on her father's chest, her fingers gripping his shirt as if he was gonna disappear. Looking back at the clock on the dresser it read, 3:25 am in red bold numbers.
"Come on baby, back to bed".
The thirteen year old frantically shook her head as her eyes widened in fear, she glued herself to her father. She couldn't get Yates's voice out of her head. One thing that kept replaying in in her head when he was talking about her mother. 'I bet it was your fault she died'
That same line had kept repeating in her head everyday for the past few weeks. Should she tell someone? Would anyone believe her? Would her father believe her? She wanted to tell someone but she wasn't ready to face what happened yet so she stayed quiet.
Jordan was awake till about after 4 in the morning, Hank laid there holding his little girl he looked down to see her finally asleep again. Just as he was about to put her down the teen felt herself being moved and once again gripped to her father.
"I'm right here sweetheart, I'm not going anywhere". He whispered softly in her ear.
Once the teen had settled down again she was curled up beside her father as she slept in his hold. Hank just laid there and shortly after he had fallen asleep holding his precious little girl.
A loud noise had caused Hank to shoot out of his sleep, he heard his daughter's alarm clock going off and cut it off. As carefully as he could he laid Jordan back in the bed, he wanted her to get some more sleep. While she had slept he had gotten ready for the day, after showering he changed into a blue long sleeve shirt, black jeans, and his boots. He had put his gun and badge on his hip. The older man checked to see if he heard his daughter when he didn't he called ahead to Med to confirm Jordan's appointment with Dr. Charles. After that was finished he began making breakfast for his little girl.
Jordan finally woke up she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and when she didn't see her father she panicked. She had checked her father's room, her brother's, and the bathroom was empty. She moved as quick as she could, it was still hard for her to walk due to her knee. The pain in her ankle was almost gone, Hank was in the kitchen when he heard footsteps coming down fast and quickly. He knew something was wrong.
"Jordan? Jo! Baby what's wrong". Hank looked at her with worried eyes.
The teen found her notebook and a pen nearby and wrote something, the note read. 'I thought you left me. I woke up and you were gone'.
Hank read it and he felt his heart break, he then looked back to his little girl as he saw the fear and worry in her eyes. He tucked some hair behind her ear and he felt his heart break more when she flinched at that.
"Sweetheart, I'd never leave you. I was down here making breakfast for you".
She then wrote another note. 'Can I stay with you today?'
"Sweetie you're gonna have to go back to school sooner or later".
She wrote again. 'I know. This is the last time. Promise'
"Alright. Eat your breakfast after you finish we'll head out".
Jordan nodded and ate her breakfast, once she was finished Hank gathered her dirty dishes and put them in the dishwasher while the teen went up to her room and changed. Jordan took her time changing, she put on one of her brother's shirts, blue jeans, and sneakers. She then braided her hair. The teen ended up glancing down, she didn't feel complete without the necklace that held her mother's engagement ring. She didn't know if it was ever found of if she'd ever see it again.
Once she was finished she grabbed her jacket, phone and headphone going back downstairs. Hank had just put on his leather jacket when he saw his daughter coming. The father daughter duo then left the house, the older man locked it up tightly while Jordan remained by his side staying quiet the whole time. After the Yates incident whenever she went out in public it had made her even more afraid. She didn't know who to trust, she didn't know who'd harm her or not. When she was out with her father she had became his shadow, wherever he went she was right there not saying a word.
It had taken her some time to go back to the District, she was alright with it as long as her father stayed there with her. The team had seen the teen and it broke them when she wouldn't talk to them, a couple days after the incident when Adam had hugged her Jordan had flipped out. From that point everyone knew not to touch the teen without her permission, they couldn't hug her, pat her shoulder, any of it. Hank made it clear not to approach his daughter unless she's ok with it.
During the drive Hank would glance at his daughter, she had her headphones in as she glanced out the window with a blank emotionless look on her face. She had that same look on her face for weeks, the only time she didn't have it was when she was scared or flipped out for some reason.
Fifteen minutes later the two had arrived at Med, Jordan didn't question her father she had a feeling why they were there. After getting out of the car the teen went straight back to her father and took a hold of his hand, she gripped it tightly. Hank wished his daughter would open up to him or anyone, he missed his little girl's sweet voice and her laughter.
They walked in the hospital and when Jordan seen a lot of people moving around quickly she then proceed to hide behind her father gripping his jacket. Hank looked down to see his daughter now behind him, he then rubbed her head affectionetly.
"It's alright sweetheart, nobody's gonna hurt you. Not while I'm here". Hank told her gently.
Jordan believed her father, nobody would hurt her as long as he was there. She was still behind him as everyone continued to rush around. Will had just finished with a patient with he seen his brother's boss and Jordan. He had heard what happened with Jordan and knew to be cautious with her.
"Hey Hank. Hi Jo". Will greeted the two.
"Hey Will". Hank greeted the older Halstead.
The thirteen year old shyly waved at Will as she remained behind her father the whole time. Hank had his hand on his daughter's head as he gently strokes some of her loose hair back.
"Is Dr. Charles and Dr. Reese around by any chance?"
"I can page them for you".
"Thank you".
Will bent down to the young teen's level. "I hope you get better soon Jo".
All she did was nod and continued to hold onto her father's jacket, Will's pager had gone off and he excused himself. Maggie had seen the older father and Jordan she then went over to the two.
"Hey Hank, hi Jo". Maggie says.
"Hey Maggie". Hank greeted.
The teen just waved and remained glued to her father. Maggie then paged for the two psychiatrist. She headed back as another patient came in. A few minutes later Dr. Charles and Sarah have came, they seen the older father and Jordan behind him.
"Hank good to see you". Dr. Charles greeted the older father.
"Nice to see you too Daniel". Hank replied.
"You remember Dr. Reese, my colleague".
"How are you Sergeant". Sarah spoke with a smile.
"Dr. Reese. I'm sure you both know my daughter Jordan".
The two looked to see the thirteen year old still hiding behind her father, the two doctors bent down which caused Jordan to hide fully behind her father. She was starting to shake a bit. Hank looked back to see his daughter trembling he then bent down to her level and saw the fear in her eyes.
"It's alright sweetheart they aren't gonna hurt you. Nobody's gonna hurt you. I promise". Hank told her gently.
"Dr. Reese why don't you take Jordan somewhere comfortable, Hank and I will join you in a few minutes". Dr. Charles says to his resident.
Jordan looked at her father wided eyed as she frantically shook her head, she began tugging on her father's hand. Hank then used his other hand to stop his daughter, he brushed some air back that fell in front of her face.
"Hey hey it's only gonna be for a few minutes. I promise". Hank's voice was gentle with her the whole time.
The teen was looking around for paper when Sarah handed her a small notepad and pen, she sent the psych resident a grateful smile. Jordan then wrote on the notepad, 'You won't leave me will you?'
"I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here the whole time".
She wrote again, 'Promise?'
"I promise honey".
The thirteen year old then went with the psych resident, Hank and Dr. Charles watched as they walked away. As Jordan walked she nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard something make a loud noise, a tray had fallen and the tools fell off. Hank watched in pain and sadness when he saw his little girl jump like that, Dr. Charles noticed the look on the older father's face.
"How has Jordan been?" The psychiatrist asked.
"Scared, traumatized. She won't talk, she won't let anyone touch her anymore, a couple days after the incident Detective Ruzek hugged her and Jordan flipped out. She doesn't trust anyone anymore, the only way she'll communicate is writing notes that's it. Wherever I go she's almost always with me. I feel like a failure as her father". Hank explains.
"Why do you feel that way?"
"I'm trying everything I can possibly think of to help Jo and its not working. I don't know what else to do".
"What Jordan went through was very traumatic and she doesn't know how to cope or handle it. You're being there for her when she needs you, you're doing everything just right. Jordan has classic PTSD. Nightmares, panic attacks, not talking".
"Why won't she talk?"
"Whatever what was said to her, she's scared to talk about it. She could feel guilty about it. Her sense of security has been threatened and she wants to build it back and that could be why she doesn't wanna leave you".
"Am I a bad father doc?"
"Absolutely not. You're there for Jordan like you're supposed to. Hank you're her rock right now, her protector. You're there when she needs a shoulder to cry on. You're doing everything right, you're being there for her during this tough time. Keep doing it".
"When is she gonna start talking again?"
"I don't know that part is up to her. Could be days, weeks, months, possibly years, for all we know she could be like this for the rest of her life".
"I want my little girl back".
"She's there Hank, Jordan just built a wall around herself and it's up to someone to break that wall and get through to her".
"I hope you're right doc".
Jordan walked with Sarah, she had her arms wrapped protectively around herself. She was slightly limping due to her knee and ankle, the teen kept looking around frantically. The thirteen year old still didn't trust anyone, when she looked at any guys some of them reminded her of Yates.
The two got to a room, it was a playroom. They use it to make kids feel more comfortable. Jordan took her time going in the room, she was outside of the room as she peeked inside.
The room was kid friendly, it was painted in light soft colors. There were some toys that younger kids play with. Jordan slowly stepped in the room, Sarah followed behind her and closed the door. The teen jumped a bit as she heard the door close, there was a notepad and pen on the table.
Jordan sat down and began drawing, Sarah then sat across from the teen which made her a tad nervous. The thirteen year old glanced up at the psych resident then back to her picture.
"How have you been Jordan?" Sarah asked, hoping to get an answer from the teen.
The teen shrugged her shoulders as she continued to sketch, she didn't wanna talk about it. She figured if she didn't think about it, it never happened. Sarah then glanced to look at the picture only for Jordan to hide it.
"Jo, why don't we talk about what happened a few weeks ago".
Jordan stopped, the pencil glued in her hand. She wasn't ready to talk about what happened with Yates, when she was ready she'd talk. Flipping to a new piece a paper she wrote something. 'I don't wanna talk about it'.
The psych resident read the note and looked back at her. "Why not?"
She wrote again feeling a little agitated. 'Because I don't want to'.
"Had the man said anything to you during that time at all? Maybe about you, you're family? Anything?"
That had made the teen freeze completely, she remembered everything Yates had told her. If she kept fighting and didn't cooperate he'd kill her family and their deaths would be her fault then he'd kill her. He mentioned how she looked like her mother and had her father's attitude and temper. How it was her fault that her mother died. Jordan's hand began to shake she was starting to hear Yates voice in her head.
"If you don't stop fighting and not listen I'll kill you're family and then they're deaths will be all your fault then I'll kill you. I want you to know his death was all your fault.
If you don't stay quiet and listen you'll die first.
Something makes me wonder about you. You don't look anything like you're father, which made me think you must get you're beautiful looks from your mother. Now you're temper and attitude that's you're father right there. Oh I see you're mother, she died when you were young. You must have been what a baby when she died. I bet it was your fault that she died. I mean after all it was your fault that the guy at the gas station died".
One line had kept playing over and over in her head about her mother, 'I bet it was your fault she died'. That's the only thing that kept replaying over and over again. By this point Jordan was shaking, she was having a flashback. She began frantically shaking her head no soon enough she began throwing the stuff off the table. Sarah had jumped back.
"Jo, Jordan let's calm down ok".
Jordan wasn't listening she had continued to destroy the room, she wasn't thinking straight. Her breathing was very heavy, she was now having a panic attack. Sarah had went over and tried to help the teen and she ended up getting hit by the thirteen year old. While the teen continued to destroy everything Sarah ended up slipping out of the room.
Hank was still with Dr. Charles when they seen Sarah running to them, the older father began to get very worried. What had shocked the two men was a bruise forming on Sarah's cheek.
"Dr. Charles, something's wrong. Jordan has completely lost it, she's throwing things around the room, she hit me". Sarah tells her mentor.
"I gotta see her". Hank said, trying to hurry off to the room.
"Hank wait". Dr. Charles tries to stop the older father.
"I need to see her Daniel".
"We need to calm her down first".
"How do we do that?"
"Couldn't we sedate her?" Sarah asked.
"I don't want her sedated, just let me see her please". Hank was now pleading.
"Let's go try". Dr. Charles said.
By the time they got to the room they heard a loud commotion, Jordan was now out of the room. She felt as if she was still in her flashback, the teen was shaking really bad. Hank saw how distraught his daughter was, this could have been his chance to get her to calm down at least.
"Jo, sweetheart I need you to calm down". Hank says calmly and gently to his daughter.
The teen felt as if she was slowly coming out of the attack, her body was still in attack mode. What she didn't see was when Will was behind her and he grabbed her so she wouldn't hurt herself or others. The teen had began fighting the older Halstead she then began ramming her elbow into his ribs hard, after many blows to the ribs Will had eventually let her go he then began holding his sore midsection.
Hank then ran forward and began consoling his daughter, the teen fought her father's hold for a few minutes and she eventually stopped. Her breathing had began to even out as she was coming out of the attack. Jordan began to look around, a look of fear and confusion was now painted on her face, she looked up at her father.
"You're alright now sweetheart, I promise. You're ok". Hank soothed her.
She looked back at Will who was holding his sore midsection, then looked over to Sarah who had a bruise on her cheek. Reality had began settling in for the teen. She had realized what she has done. Scrambling out of her father's hold she found a notepad and wrote on it. She went over to Sarah first.
The psych resident read the teen's note. 'I'm really sorry for what I did, I didn't mean to do that'. Sarah smiled down at the thirteen year old.
"It's ok, I know you didn't mean it". Sarah's voice was gentle.
Hank saw something on his daughter's face that almost shocked him, Jordan almost cracked a smile. Something she hadn't done in weeks. She then headed over to Will, the older Halstead looked down as Jordan was writing another note.
She then passed the notepad to Will who read it, 'I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you like that'.
Will smiled down at her. "It's all good kiddo".
When Will tried to hug her she backed away, she still had a hard time about people touching her. She then wrote another note and showed this one to her father, Hank read it, 'Can we go now?'
"Yeah sweetie, we can go now". Hank says to her.
The teen then waved to everyone a few minutes after that the father daughter duo left the hospital. Sarah looked over at her mentor with a curious look.
"Dr. Charles, I think I know why she did that". Sarah said.
"Why's that Dr. Reese". He replies.
"I asked her if he said anything to her, maybe about her or her family. She got real emotional when that was brought up".
"I think you maybe right Dr. Reese. He could have said something to her, probably about her or her family and when you asked about it. That could be what had set her off".
"What can we do for her?" Will asked.
"At the moment the only thing we can do is just be there for her. Jordan doesn't trust anyone except Hank. If she needs someone be that person who she can open up to. You saw her, if she has an episode she can get violent".
"Why get violent?" Sarah asked.
"In her head she was fighting the guy who abducted her, she thought that he brought her somewhere and wanted to her hurt".
"We need to do something". Will stated.
Dr. Charles then looked to the older Halstead. "I don't think Jordan wants help right now, she feels as if she doesn't think about it none of it ever happened".
"You may think that, I'm not. I'm not gonna stand by and watch that anymore".
After that Will had stormed away leaving the two psychiatrist alone.
Meanwhile
Hank drove to the District, he'd glance over to check on his daughter. Jordan was back to having the blank emotionless look on her face, it was as if all of her energy was drained from her. The older father felt his heart break more and more when his daughter stayed quiet, this was the longest she had stayed quiet for. Normally it was a couple days but she hadn't said a word in weeks after that night.
About ten minutes later they arrived to the District, Jordan got out and waited for her father. Hank had gotten out and went around the car heading inside the teen grabbed a hold of her father's hand as they walked inside. As they walked inside she had stayed behind her father the whole time, when Kim and Sean seen her they headed over and that caused her to hide fully behind Hank.
"Not now guys, Jo's still not talking or trusting anyone". Hank told the patrol officers.
"We understand". Kim says.
The two then headed out when Trudy had seen her friend and goddaughter she rounded her desk heading over. Maybe she could get through to the young girl. The older woman bent down to her goddaughter's level and tried to get her to come out.
"Hi sweetheart". Trudy greets the teen.
Jordan shyly waves to her godmother, a smile appeared on Trudy's face. At least she was trying. The older woman then looks to her friend.
"Hank you got a sec".
"Yeah". Hank then looked back to his little girl. "Sweetheart go wait for me up at the gate".
A look of fear was now painted on her face as she shook her head, he then bent down to her level as she stopped shaking her head.
"I'm not going anywhere baby, I have to talk to Trudy that's all. I'm not leaving".
She nodded and went over going up the stairs waiting by the gate as she looked at her father and godmother. Hank went over to where Trudy was as she began looking for something.
"How has she been?" Trudy asked quietly.
"Scared, traumatized. She hasn't said a word since that night". Hank replied his voice just as quiet.
"You're kidding".
"Nope. She won't talk to me or anyone, the only way she communicates is by writing notes that's it. She won't let anyone get close to her or else she'll hide behind me. Jo may think if she leaves me something will happen".
"What does Dr. Charles say?"
"Be there for her. I'm giving her the time and space she needs to figure this out".
"I might have an idea that'll help".
She pulled out a small evidence bag that held her goddaughter's necklace, it had been in the evidence room the past few weeks for the duration of the case. Hank took the necklace from his friend, when he had to give it up for evidence that was a difficult thing to do and now to have it back was a blessing.
"Took me a while to get it cleared and out, I figured she'd want it back".
"Thank you Trudy".
"Anything for you guys".
"Jo, come here honey".
Looking a bit confused Jordan had went over to her father as she looked at him with a puzzled look. He then pulled the necklace out which made her eyes go wide. She finally had her mother's ring back, Hank then carefully put it back on her. Jordan scrambled to pull out her notebook and wrote something down. 'Where'd you find it?'
"Kim and Sean found it at the park".
She then wrote another note. 'Thank you so much for finding it and keeping it for me'.
"You're welcome sweetie".
"Anything for you sweetheart". Trudy said.
The older woman rounded the desk and bent back down to her goddaughter's level. "May I give you a hug Jo?"
The teen looked up at her father silently asking for his permission, Hank smiled and nodded his head. Jordan then nodded her head and let her godmother hug her. When Trudy pulled her goddaughter in her embrace she felt the teen flinch a little, her breathing got a bit heavy and she glued her eyes shut tightly as her arms rested by her side. After a moment the older woman pulled away and kissed her head.
"I hope you get better soon honey".
Jordan wrote another note, 'Thank you Aunt Trudy. I really appreciate it and thank you for holding onto my necklace for me'.
"You're very welcome sweetie".
The father and daughter headed up to the squad, Hank opened the gate and let his daughter go up first and he followed her. The team had been joking and goofing off they all stopped when they heard footsteps, everyone looked over to see Jordan with her father.
Everyone still knew to be cautious with the teen, they didn't want to send her into an episode. They all wanted to hug her but they wouldn't because of her wishes. Hank looked down to his daughter giving her a gentle smile.
"Sweetheart why don't you wait for me in my office". Hank says to her.
Jordan then pulled out her notebook and started writing again, 'You won't leave will you?'
"No baby, I'm not leaving".
The thirteen year old nodded and headed for her father's office, she had her arms wrapped around her protectively. Her head was down, she didn't want them to see her like that. Hank sighed sadly this was hurting him more than anything.
"How's Jo?" Alvin asked, concerned for his goddaughter.
"The same. Won't talk, won't leave my side. Dr. Charles said she could be like this for days, weeks, possibly years if not the rest of her life". Hank answered.
"Seeing someone shot to death in front of you, you ain't gonna be alright for a while". Jay says from his desk.
"Anything we can do to help Sarge?" Adam asked.
"Be there for her. Don't force her to do anything she doesn't want to do. Watch what you say and how you say it, Jo can easily take it the wrong way right now". Hank told everyone.
Erin's phone rang, after a couple of moments she hung up. "Hank, we gotta go. We caught a case".
Hank then silently walked to his office to tell his daughter, he had a feeling on how she might react. He opened the door to see her drawing in her notebook, the same emotionless expression still on her face. Now came the hard part. He closed the door and sat down beside her.
"Jo, sweetheart". Hank started, he took a deep breath and went on. "Baby, we have to go we have a case so you're gonna stay here with Mouse".
Jordan's eyes widened in fear, she flipped to a new piece of paper. 'Please don't leave me daddy. Please'
He pushed some hair behind her ear and gently caressed her cheek. "It's only gonna be for a little while then I'll be right back. You're gonna have Mouse and Trudy here with you".
She was writing again. 'Let me come with you please. I'll stay in the car the whole time. I won't go anywhere. Please don't leave'.
"Sweetheart you can't come it's too dangerous, I don't want anything to happen to you".
The teen continued to write, when she saw the paper getting wet she brought her fingers up to her cheek and felt them wet. She showed her father another note. 'Daddy, please don't leave me. I don't want you to go'.
"Baby I have to they need me".
She then flung herself at her father gripping to him tightly, Hank held onto her tightly he rested his chin on the top of her head.
"It's only for a little while sweetheart, then I'll be back".
Jordan broke from the hug and began writing again. 'You'll be ok? All of you?'
"Of course we will".
Shutting her eyes tightly she nodded. Hank then kissed her head, an idea then had popped into his head.
"You want me to have someone stay with you and Mouse?"
The teen nodded and wrote. 'I guess'.
"Anyone in particular? Erin? Antonio? It can be anyone you want".
Jordan then wrote her answer. 'Can Adam stay?'
"I can get Ruzek to stay with you".
She then continued writing. 'You promise that you'll be ok? Everyone will be ok?'
Hank then knew that would be a hard promise to make because a lot of thing could happen in the field, a lot of things could happen and half the time they never knew the outcome.
"I promise that we'll all be ok, I'll be ok sweetheart. I have the others watching my back".
The thirteen year old nodded silently telling her father it was ok for him to go. He kissed her head and whispered something in her ear. "I promise, I'll be back. We'll all be ok".
The older man then got up from his spot leaving his office for a moment closing the door, he saw his team getting ready to leave he then looked over to Adam.
"Ruzek you're staying behind". Hank told his detective.
"Sarge". Adam says highly confused.
Everyone then looked over to Hank just as confused, why was Adam staying behind?
"You're gonna stay here with Mouse and keep an eye on Jo".
Hank knew his daughter hated the term babysitting, she made it clear to him she wasn't a baby anymore.
"I can do that".
The older Sergeant then signed for him to go over and Adam complied, Alvin was watching. Before they rolled out he also wanted to have a word with his partner.
"What's up Sarge".
"Jordan doesn't leave your sight for anything, wherever she goes you best be right behind her".
"I understand".
"Adam she's still having a hard time trusting people, don't do anything unless she's ok with it. Don't force her to talk".
"Got it boss".
"Hank you mind if I borrow Ruzek for a second". Alvin says.
"Go ahead". Hank told his friend.
Alvin then looked to his partner, a toothpick in his mouth. "I'm only gonna say this once kid, I told you from day one if you're watching Jordan nothing else matters. You have eyes on her and only her, nothing else".
"I got it Al".
"I'm not about to sound harsh or anything but if anything happens to Jordan, Hank will be the very least of your worries".
"I completely understand".
Before he headed out, Hank had checked on his little girl one last time. Jordan was slowly falling asleep he then grabbed an extra blanket and covered her with it. He'd always kept something in his office in case his daughter fell asleep at the District.
He grabbed the notebook and put it on his desk, Jordan stirred slightly opening her eyes to see her father and gave him a slightly confused face.
"Shh go back to sleep sweetheart". Hank cooed.
A moment later the teen slowly fell back asleep the older father then fixed the blanket around his baby and kissed her head. He then slowly and quietly left the room, they all left out leaving only Adam, Mouse, and a sleeping Jordan.
It's been nearly a half hour since the team rolled out for their case. Adam was working from the office with Mouse, Jordan was in the office fast asleep soon she was beginning to toss and turn soon her eyes had shot open from yet another nightmare. She began frantically looking around the room not seeing her father she then got up from the couch and quickly opened the door looking out into the squad.
Besides Adam and Mouse it was empty, the young detective was getting the whiteboard out as he began setting up for the case. The two men heard the door to their boss's office open then saw a panicked Jordan, since Adam was the closest he moved quickly to her. Jordan was still lost in her thoughts but when she felt hands on her shoulders she started to fight.
"Hey hey Jo, it's alright sweetheart. It's me, it's Adam. You're alright". Adam says trying to calm her.
The thirteen year old shook her head frantically and kept fighting him, she had her eyes shut tightly and ended up hitting the young detective a good few times. He then tried to gently grab her by her arms which only made her freak more.
"Adam you gotta back away from her". Mouse told the detective.
"I ain't leaving her". Adam almost snapped.
"She's going to keep fighting you if you keep doing that, just back away a little".
He did what the tech did, Jordan felt herself slowly coming from her attack. Her hands still slightly shaking, she began to open her eyes and was slowly starting to remember. She was at the District. Her father and the others were on a case. Adam, Mouse, and Trudy were with here there. She was safe. The teen began to calm her breathing down, when she saw the few bruises on Adam's face she looked saddened. Running in the office she grabbed her notebook and began writing, after writing on the paper she handed it over to Adam.
The young detective read the note, 'I'm really sorry for doing that Adam. I thought you were gonna hurt me'.
He then looked at her giving her a gentle look when he brought his hand out she jumped back a little then lowered his hand. "It's ok kiddo, I know you didn't mean it. And just know I'd never ever do anything to hurt you".
She nodded and wrote something else in the notebook, 'I'm hungry. Can we get pizza?'
"Of course we can. Wanna order in or go out?"
Jordan shrugged. Suddenly Adam had got hit with an idea. "How about we go out for pizza then afterward we can go wherever you want. How's that sound".
The teen nodded and once again wrote. 'I guess. You promise no one will hurt me? No one will get me?'
Adam then read her note and looked back at her. "I promise that nobody's gonna get you or hurt you not with me around. Grab you're stuff and we'll go".
Jordan then disappeared into her father's office getting her stuff, Adam then headed over to his desk while Mouse looked at him then finally spoke up.
"Have you lost your mind?" Mouse asked.
"What are you talking about?" Adam replied, putting his jacket on.
"You wanna take Jo out in public while she still has PTSD. You don't know what to do if she has an attack, she's still trying to trust us again. Not to mention I don't think Voight wants her out without him yet".
"It's only gonna be for an hour and a half at most 2 hours. I'm gonna have my eyes locked on her the whole time. Nothing is gonna happen".
"So if she has an episode or a panic attack what are you gonna do? Jo won't let anyone touch her so how are you gonna handle that?"
The detective had stayed quiet, those are two things he hadn't thought about. "We'll cross those bridges when we get to them".
"How about this, how are you gonna explain that to Voight?"
"I'll figure something out".
"Good luck getting past Platt downstairs, you know as well as I do she could call Voight".
On that note the tech had a valid point. He didn't think about Trudy, would she let him take Jordan out? Would she call Hank?
"I'm sure I can get past her".
"If you say so, if you do good luck".
Jordan then exited her father's office with her jacket on her notebook held to her chest and her arms wrapped around her protectively, the teen had her head down but glanced up. Adam looked to see the teen ready.
"Let's go kiddo". Adam says to her.
The two headed out and Mouse smiled when she passed by, Adam was hoping to get by Trudy so he wouldn't be stopped. He knew if anything happened to Jordan not only would be dealing with Hank but also Alvin, Trudy and possibly Erin.
He opened the gate as quietly as he could so he wouldn't get the Desk Sergeant's attention, Jordan walked quicker and faster in front of him. Just as the two were about to get out the District, Trudy caught him.
"Hey! Boy wonder!" Trudy yelled.
Adam stopped dead in his tracks. So close. He then turned back giving her a fake smile.
"Hey Sarge, you look so amazingly wonderful. Are you doing something with your hair because I love it". Adam says hoping to convince her.
"Where do you think you're going with Jordan?"
"Taking her out for pizza".
"Did Hank say you could take her out?"
"He said to watch her".
"Right watch her not take her out. Hank is still very cautious about having her in public without him".
"I'll watch her very closely she won't leave my sight".
Trudy then looked back to her goddaughter then back to Adam. "Anythings happens to her and you deal with me".
"Yes ma'am".
"Jo come here sweetheart". Trudy calls her goddaughter.
The teen went over to her godmother as she looked up at with a puzzled look, Trudy looked down at her with a gentle smile. "Sweetie you stay with Adam at all times, don't go anywhere without him. Ok honey".
Jordan nodded then the older woman then looked back to the detective, a sharp glare on her face. "Keep your eyes on her".
"Got it". Adam said.
The two then left the District, after they left Trudy sent Hank a text then got back to work.
Adam was driving his car as Jordan rode in the passenger seat, looking out the window the same emotionless stare on her face as her head was leaned on the cool glass on the window. The young detective glanced at her he was gonna try and get her to talk.
"Wanna listen to the radio sweetie?" Adam asked.
Jordan froze for a second, the last time she heard the radio she heard about the Amber Alert that was put out for her. She bit her jaw and shook her head.
"Figured out where you wanna go after we get pizza?"
Again she shook her head, the teen wanted to go crawl under a rock and just hide from the world. She was still having a hard time trusting the people around her, the thirteen year old was trying really hard but it wasn't hard enough. Jordan wanted to be her old self again but how would she be able to do that? How can she get back to her old life?
Her bottom lip wobbled, why was this happening to her? What had she done to deserve this? How could she have fallen so easily for Yates trap at the time? Something had fell from her eyes and she quickly wiped them. Adam felt his heart break for the young teen, he'd do just about anything to get his surrogate little sister back.
Truth be told he missed her voice, her laughter, he especially missed their epic prank wars they'd have in the squad. They'd have at least two a week, sometimes the squad would end up trashed after one of their prank wars. He'd glance over at the young girl with a sad look.
"Jo, I know you're still scared and you have every right to be but sweetheart he can't hurt you anymore. Yates is gone and he's not coming back. None of us are gonna hurt you. Nobody is gonna hurt you. Were gonna make sure nobody ever hurts you ever again".
After Adam had said that she looked over at him and back out the window. Shortly after that they arrived at the pizza shop, Jordan stayed close but not to close to Adam. The detective had stayed close to his boss's daughter, he could still hear Voight's voice in his head.
They walked inside and got in line, Adam looked at the menu and down to the teen. She still had her notebook close to her chest and her arms wrapped around her protectively.
"Know what you want sweetheart?" He asked.
She opened her notebook and wrote something down then handed him the notebook, Adam then read what she wrote. 'Can we get a sausage and cheese pizza and some mozzarella stick?'
"Sure. Anything else?"
Jordan then quickly wrote something, 'Could we get soda?'
"Of course we can".
Once at the counter Adam placed their order, Jordan got a tad closer to the detective when she saw more people getting close. The two then headed to a table while they waited the teen began sketching in her notebook. Adam had kept his guard up the whole time, he'd glance around keeping an eye out for potential threats.
A moment later somebody walked into the pizza shop when Jordan glanced up, her blood ran cold. Her eyes full of fear. The guy that walked in had brown hair, green eyes, and wore a suit. In her mind Yates was coming back for her. Adam had seen the look on the teen's face and got concerned.
"Jo, honey you ok?"
Without a second thought Jordan grabbed her notebook and ran out of the pizza shop as fast as she could. Adam then began chasing after her he saw her and was chasing her.
"Jordan! Kiddo stop!"
The teen didn't stop, she was running like a bat out of hell. She didn't look back she just kept running and running down the street. Her legs were working over time, her lungs were on fire, she wasn't gonna let Yates get her again. Not for a second time. Adam had lost Jordan, he stopped seeing her which made him panic. He lost Hank's daughter. Now he was gonna have to deal with a highly pissed off Hank, Alvin, and Trudy. Not knowing what else to do he called Mouse.
-What's wrong Adam? Mouse answered.
-I need a couple favors Mouse. Adam replies freaked out.
-What?
-I need you to track Jo's phone.
-Why.
-Here's the second one, whatever you do, don't tell Voight.
"Don't tell Voight what". An angry voice said from behind him.
Knowing that voice anywhere Adam slowly turned around to see a furious Hank. Oh shit.