Chicago PD fun! This story is a little bit different for me to write so I'm really excited for this. It's a bit of a build up story and I'm just really excited for something different. This first chapter is going to be a bit short but it's just to get the story going.
Full synopsis; When Kim was 19 years old, she had a stalker and he was sent to prison after being caught breaking into her apartment with a knife. Fast forward to now, Kim is a CPD officer for the Intelligence Unit and no one on her team knows about her past, even her ex fiancé Adam. Now her stalker has been released from prison and is back out on the streets and he wants Kim.
We're going to see some great father/daughter scenes between Kim and Voight, a relationship I don't think they explore much on the show. We're also going to see some good old fashioned Burzek and some girl power from Hailey and Kim. Some brother/sister moments from Kim and Kev are going to be thrown in for good measure too.
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Also, big shout out to Sarrabr4 for helping me with the title!
"Rick please, don't do this" I pleaded as he stood at the end of my bed with a knife in his hand "Please" I pleaded again.
"Why didn't you just accept me?" He asked agitated.
"I'm sorry"
I don't know what else I was supposed to say. What can I say to get out of this? He's just so angry.
"You should have just let me love you" He said.
"I'm sorry" I repeated.
"You're sorry? What can I do with sorry? What the hell is sorry?" He questioned.
What do I do?
"Rick" I said calmly "You said you love me, right?" I asked but he didn't move or say anything "If you love me, you don't want to hurt me" I pointed out to him "Please, put the knife down. You are scaring me and you don't scare people that you love" I told him.
I watched as Rick's hold on the kitchen knife tightened, he moved around to my side of the bed. Out of instinct I rushed out of the other side of the bed and stood there, watching what he was going to do next. Everything stopped for a moment and then he dived across the bed and grabbed hold of me.
A scream erupted from my throat as I fell to the floor. Rick was on top of me, straddling me, he held the knife to my throat and his eyes... they blacked over. He didn't look like Rick anymore, he looked like a monster.
I opened my eyes and looked up at the ceiling above me and took a couple deep breaths before sitting up in bed. I looked over at the clock on my bedside table, 3:06am. I sighed and threw my covers off me. My alarm goes off at 4:30am for me to get up and go for a run before getting ready to go to work; I doubt I'd be able to get back to sleep now. Not after seeing Rick's face after all these years.
I haven't thought about or had nightmares about Rick in a long time, it has to be years since I had last had a nightmares and flashbacks to that night. It was the worst night of my life and at one point I never thought I'd ever get over it but I did and I thought I had put all of that behind me.
What happened back then was so far in the back of my mind that I never told Adam about it when we were engaged. No one at work knew about it either, it was years before I became a police officer and I didn't see the point in bringing it all back up. Rick is still in prison and as far as I know, he's not going to be getting out anytime soon.
After everything that happened with Rick, it's what made me want to become a police officer, I didn't want someone else to go through what I had been through but I also wanted to help those that were in the same situation that I had been in and I like to think I have made a slight difference. I remember one of my first cases on the job was a young girl being stalked by her ex boyfriend, it felt good to help her and get him put away so he couldn't hurt her.
Now I'm in Intelligence Unit and I'm helping put away serious criminals and it feels damn good. Some days are bad but the good days... they are really good. They make everything worth it in the end.
I climbed the stairs to Intelligence and was surprised to see a light on; I didn't think anyone else would be here at 4:15am. I rounded the stairs and saw Adam sitting at his desk, his desk light on, he hadn't noticed me because he was busy typing away on his computer.
"Hey" I greeted as I got to the top of the stairs.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" He asked as he leaned back in his chair.
"I could ask you the same thing" I teased as I sat at my own desk "I couldn't sleep" I added.
"Yeah, I've had some trouble sleeping too lately" He replied.
Adam looked down for a moment, he looked sad. Was he having trouble sleeping because of me? I know I found it hard to sleep after we broke up; I was used to having him there making me feel safe and secure. Now he's gone and I'm on my own, it is taking a while to get used to again.
"Anything you want to talk about?" He asked.
"No, I'm good" I answered.
There is no point telling Adam about Rick now, we're not together anymore and there really isn't anything Adam can do about my nightmares anyway. Rick is locked up in Statesville, hopefully he is someone's bitch and his life is miserable.
"I know we're not together anymore but I'd like to think that we are still friends" He said.
"We are" I assured him.
"Sure?"
"Adam, I consider you one of the few people who really know me. I know that I can count on you to have my back. We didn't work out as a couple but we're good friends, really good friends" I explained.
"Ok... good"
I got up from my seat and approached Adam, he smiled back at me and I placed a small kiss on his cheek "We're good" I assured him again "Do you want coffee?" I asked.
"How about we got out and get some breakfast? I've been here for a couple hours and I am starving" He suggested.
"Yeah we can go get some breakfast" I agreed.
I grabbed my coat as Adam grabbed his and we made our way down the stairs. It felt nice to spend a little bit of time with Adam, it's the first time we've really spent some time together, just the two of us, since we broke up.
If I'm honest, I miss him. He used to make me feel safe, secure, happy and cared for and I miss that. I still trust Adam with my life but it's not the same... I don't really know how to describe it.
As we came out of the precinct and the fresh Chicago air hit us, I wrapped my arm around his and we started walking to the 24hr diner round the corner from the precinct that was frequented by cops.
