a/n: have a short chapter that gives some background into adam's as wells as some of intelligence's thoughts about kim leaving. hope you like it!
i don't own anything that pertains to the actual plot/storyline of this show. this is all for fun!
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two.tap. tap. tap.
The bullpen was silent. Well, for the most part, except for the excessive tapping coming from Adam's pen on his desk. He was so exhausted, so his body was doing all that he could to stay awake, and the fact that there was no action happening on the case right now really wasn't helping much.
Jay and Hailey had no luck gathering security footage from the club. The owner refused to give it up, leading the team to believe that he must know something important. The two brought him in, with some help with patrol after he decided to take off, and now Voight and Rojas were interrogating him while Hailey and Jay watched behind the window. Adam and Kevin were in the bullpen, ready for the when the footage would be sent to them. Because the owner wouldn't give it up, the video cam had to go through paperwork before being able to be looked through.
Adam was lost in his uncontrollable tapping when he was hit in the forehead with a foreign object.
thud.
He looked down at the object and found out Kevin threw a flying wad of paper, breaking him from his trance and making him drop his pen.
"Ruz, if you don't stop that damn tapping, I'm gonna have to come over there and kill you." Kevin deadpanned as he sat back in his chair after throwing the paper ball. He was just as tired as Adam, and the constant noise was starting to give him a headache.
Adam was too tired to even pick up the paper that had fallen to the ground. He just stared back at Kevin with his droopy eyes.
"Sorry man, I didn't even know I was doing it." Adam buried his face with his hands and sighed. He was exhausted, and his empty stomach was reminding him how hungry he was by growling every four minutes.
Kevin looked back towards the break room and sighed. "I need caffeine."
Adam agreed by nodding and added, "I need food."
"Why don't you go get us some coffee, and you some lunch." Kevin suggested, shrugging his shoulders.
"Really? You think it's a good idea..." Adam asked, wary. Ever since Kim left, Voight has been pretty tough on the team. He's gotten stricter, not taking much bullshit from anyone.
As much as he would hate to admit it, Voight wasn't doing that well either. When Kim left, he not only lost from his unit, but he also lost a valuable, genuine person that he considered a peer and colleague. To him, Kim has always been humble and hardworking. She was never obnoxious and she never acted self-righteous towards civilians. To Voight, it was almost as if Kim was never satisfied with her work. She always wanted to do more, handle more cases. He liked that about her. Kim was someone that he got to train and advise from the beginning; he got to watch her grow as a cop and person as she worked in Intelligence.
Voight did feel bad about the whole situation that happened with Kim, but there was nothing he could do. It had gone too far. She had gone too far. He does regret not fighting for her harder, and because she is so silent now, he only feels more guilty. However, he's handling it by throwing himself on his work, being tough and black and white. No more rule breaking. Everything by the book.
Even though Adam could see through Voight — he could see how hurt he was — he still knew not to cross him. But Kevin was in dire need of coffee and he knew Adam could use the fresh air and change of atmosphere. He also knew Voight wouldn't be too mad if he was back by the time the footage was released.
"Just go, bro. Voight wont be upset and I'll text you when we get the footage. Just don't dally." Kevin reassured.
Despite Adam still being suspicious, he got up and put his jacket on and hopped down the stairs. He was almost in the clear before he heard someone calling his name over his shoulder.
"Ruzek."
"What's up Trudy?" Adam hastily turned around and walked back up to the Sargent's desk.
Trudy lowered her glasses on her nose and looked at Adam. "Where you going?"
"Getting Kevin and I lunch. Quickly so I won't get chewed out by my boss." Adam hinted, wanting to be excused so he could get out and back in time. He raised his eyebrows and bit his lip.
"Alright." Trudy nodded and paused, looking Adam up and down.
Adam waited and after a second of feeling uncomfortable, he turned and left but was yet again called back by Platt.
"Sargent, if you don't mind, I would like to get back in time so I can maintain my job." Adam huffed. He was losing precious time every second he stayed in the building.
Trudy extended a hand and patted Adam on the arm.
"Adam.. If you need anything, just to talk or even to sit and listen, I'm here." Trudy offered, staring right at Adam.
Trudy took the news hard. Really hard. As much as she would hate to admit, she loved Kim and had a soft spot in her heart for her. Kim was without a doubt her favorite person up in intelligence. She appreciated all of Kim's resilience while on patrol and she missed being able to pick on her and talk to her when Kim moved up to Intelligence. However, they still kept their friendship.
After Kim and Adam lost the baby, they both took it hard. Adam was more transparent with his feelings, but Kim grieved hard and alone. Eventually, though, she opened up to Trudy, and they would spend countless nights at Kim's apartment, laughing, crying, telling stories. Trudy learned a lot about Kim that she never knew beforehand, and their bond get even stronger. With Kim gone, Trudy felt that bond disappear. She tried to reach out, but she got no answer and after a couple of weeks, she eventually gave up. But she knew Adam didn't. Trudy would try to talk to Adam everyday, even if it was just small talk. She knew that he was taking it hard, even though he looks okay from the outside.
Adam tensed his jaw and just nodded, almost unable to get a 'yes' out. When Trudy smiled softly and cued toward the door, excusing him to leave, he quickly turned around and walked out of the district to his car. Now all he had his mind on was food and caffeine.
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The ride to the get lunch was pretty fast and uneventful. All Adam could think about was getting his hands on his favorite sandwich from his favorite deli shop that was conveniently next to a nice, local coffee shop. Adam looked down at the time.
11:55 am.
It was prime time for lots of hungry day workers, and Adam could tell by the crowd through the glass windows and the busy sidewalk. Adam knew that he had to make a quick run in order to get back to the bullpen in time so he hurriedly paralleled parked and jogged across the street. He pushed past the moving current of the sidewalk and as he swung the door wide open he bumped into someone causing the person to drop their coffee on the ground.
Shit, Adam.
Adam was regaining himself when the woman he bumped into knelt down and tried to salvage her freshly bought coffee, only for her to realize it was spilt and gone forever.
"God, look where you're going next time." The woman scolded Adam, standing up and brushing her shirt.
All of a sudden, Adam froze in his place. The woman was shorter than he and was wearing a black ball cap, so Adam couldn't see her face. But he knew that voice. He knew it from mile away.
It can't be. It can't be her.
"Are you going to get out of my way or—" The woman rolled her eyes and looked up at Adam, preparing to chew him out for taking up her time and slowing her down. That's when Adam's fear was confirmed.
Kim.