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A/N: Alright so this story is based off of episode 7x14, more specifically the scene at the beginning with Adam and Kim as well as the one with Voight later in the episode. I wanted to show their head spaces and how Adam dealt with it because so far, we've seen more of Kim's struggle than Adam's.

Adam let Kim walk at her own pace as they walked towards the elevators. He held flowers and her bag as she pressed on the down button.

"Look, you should go to work." Her face was covered in bruises and it hurt Adam even more to hear her say that. "I'm pretty sure the bad guys aren't taking a day off because I had a miscarriage." The elevator doors opened and Adam stood there stunned, Kim walked in, Adam close behind once his feet started moving again, his voice lost on him. "I feel I just need some space." Adam looked at her and he wanted to object but he didn't.

"Let me drop you at home at least."

"Okay. The elevator and car ride were spent in silence, with Adam getting occasional glances at Kim but she kept her eyes trained outside. He wished she'd let him in, do it together from now on like she had claimed in her living room that night but now she was hurting and pushing him away. The car came to a stop and Kim got out, Adam right behind her, ready to help her up and settled. "I'm good Adam." Adam was stunned into place. She was really putting a wall around herself again.

"Call me if you need anything." He offered but only received a smile, knowing she wouldn't. He watched her go inside just to settle himself but it didn't do anything alleviate what he was feeling inside. He got back in the driver's seat and made his way to the 21st, his mind heavy with all sorts of things. He bumped into Rojas on his way in from the back of the building.

"How's Kim?" She walked the pace with him.

"She doing good I think." It was a lie to his own ears but since he couldn't get a good read on her, he didn't want to throw their personal business away, specially not to the new girl. "Boss put her on an IOD for a few days."

"That's good to hear." Rojas smiled and broke off from him. Adam fully intended on going up those stairs un-detected but Platt always had other ideas and right now she was one of the little allies he had around him.

"Hey, Adam." Her tone was softer than usual but her heart was breaking for the man in front of her, a man she had grown to care deeply over the years. "How're you doing? I'm really sorry about everything. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah." He sighed. "Man plans God laughs."

"Mmhh." She could hear the sadness in his tone.

"You need anything, you let me know." She watched him go, an off the hand answer.

"Yeah, thanks." Adam wasn't much up for being in today but staying at home, thinking about Kim and how she didn't want anything to do with him would do nothing for him right now. He went to the locker room and when he came face to face with Jay so he turned around and went directly to his desk, looking for a distraction rather than having to talk to anyone about what was going on with him. It didn't take long before his wish was granted. He threw himself in the case, needing his head to stop working so his heart could stop hurting so damn much.

Rojas and Upton went back to see Sammy and Halstead and Atwater went to look for Salazar, leaving Adam with Voight to check the coffee shop out.

"Coffee shop's a bust. He could be half way to Mexico by now."

"Or he could still be here, chasing paper." Voight countered. "We keep canvassing. How's Kim?" He changed the subject.

"Ah she's pretty good I think. I'm trying to give her space, leave her alone." He slowed his pace

"How are you doing?" Hank asked Adam as he turned to stand facing him.

"You know, I don't think I've really processed it. I spent all this time trying to wrap my head around having a kid and I'm trying to wrap my head around not having a kid so I don't know." He answered honestly.

"If you need time off, you let me know."

"Thanks boss." Voight's radio sparked to life.

5021, you got your ears on? "5021, go with the traffic." Adam listened carefully, ready to get back to it

Got a hit on your BOLO. The vehicle's is parked at the corner of 8771 South Polaski, patrol is on standby. "We're close." He called into the radio. "Let's burry this prick." Voight took the wheel and Adam was more than happy to followed. "Voight, Intelligence." The two of them got out of the car, the patrol man waiting for them.

"It's right down there." He showed the car with a head move. "I walked by the car, it's empty." Voight looked around, thinking of his next move when he spotted their suspect.

"There's Salazar. Fan out." The three of them pulled their guns out their holsters just as Salazar spotted them, his feet moving into a run. Adam followed suit and his movements through the parked cars were fluid, keeping some innocent by-standards out of the line of fire. Voight and Adam planned their next move quietly and Adam went into position.

"Salazar, hands up." Adam yelled. "We're right on top of you, behind the red truck your next to. I'm moving up." He pushed forward, his gun raised as Voight moved on the other side, Salazar showing his hand, Voight's shot bringing him down. "Salazar drop the gun. Put the gun down or I'll put one in your head." Adam moved closer to Voight and the offender. "Don't you move." Adam crouched down and retrieved Salazar's weapon. They waited for the ambo to get to their location and Adam watched Salazar get loaded in under patrol's watch. "EMT says he's stabilized." They walked next to each other.

"Less paperwork." Voight said.

"Looks like he was getting a passport photo."

"Listen." They both stopped, facing each other now. "Why don't you get a statement from the store, make sure all our base covered understand?"

"Yeah." Adam walked back in the direction of the store as Rojas walked towards Voight. It wasn't long before the whole team was back at the district, wrapping up the case, everyone ready to go home.

Adam stepped out of the locker room as Kim came up the stairs into the bullpen, stopping Adam in his tracks. He didn't make eye contact with her, wanting to respect her need for space so he waited until she was in Voight's office before heading out himself.

Kim walked into Voight's office, both hands tucked safely in her coat pockets.

"Hey." He welcomed her with sad eyes of his own. "How're you feeling?" Her face was sporting cuts and bruises that were now a shade of brown mixed with purple.

"Great." Her voice was devoid of emotions.

"Have a seat." He waited for her to be in her chair before he spoke again. "Listen. We got a lead on that guy in Bridgeport that's moving Fentanyl.

"Jimmy Hasset?"

"That's the one."

"What's the lead?"

"Well it turns out his girlfriend works at a restaurant called Luna and the word is that she likes to drink too. Could be our access point too and I thought you could be a good person to take the lead on this." He could see it in her eyes that she was skeptical. "You know, just start working. Hang out at the restaurant or maybe grab a drink."

"Sarge, stop." She was already overwhelmed but wasn't going to show any sign of weakness. "I know what you're doing. And I appreciate it" She could no longer look him in the eye and Voight's heart broke for her, the feeling clear in his eyes.

"There's no rush, ok? Whenever you're ready." She stood up, still not looking in his eyes.

"Thank you." She whispered before leaving the office, Hank's heart going out to her as she left.

Adam drove back to his place and was surprised to see Kevin at his door with a twelve pack.

"Kev, brother." He sighed.

"We don't have to talk about it, I just came to grab a few beers with my best friend." Adam knew what Kevin was doing and he really appreciated it. She let himself inside, Kevin following behind.

"Give me ten, I have to shower." Kevin didn't answer but Adam simply grabbed a pair of clean underwear, sweats and a t-shirt before disappearing into the bathroom, returning fifteen minutes later, shoving his hands in his pocket. "Sorry about the mess." Adam pushed a few things out of the way on the living room table and the two of them sat down in front of a movie and simply drank a couple of beers in almost silence. "I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to do." He finally broke the silence, more than thirty minutes later.

"Don't let her go down the rabbit hole, be there for her." Adam contemplated that for a few minutes.

"I'm trying not to push her, give her the space she's asking but I just wished that she'd open up to me about how she feels."

"You know Burgess, it's not that simple dog."

"I know." He sighed. "I know." They returned to their silent evening, Kevin staying for two more beers before he called it a night, leaving Adam alone with his own feelings to sort through. Adam knocked a few more beers in front of a basketball game before calling it a night.

He woke up the next morning, hoping for a little bit of clarity but after his second cup of coffee, he lost his shit and went to change, heading to the one place that he needed to be right now. He walked up the stairs to her building and knocked on Kim's door, waiting for an answer that wasn't coming.

"Kim, it's me. I know you're in there." Kim was lying down in her couch with a pillow clung to her chest. She closed her eyes, hoping he would take the hint. "I'm here Kim." She heard his hand press flat on the door and the sigh that escaped his lips. "I'm still right here Kim, whatever you need." He knew he couldn't do more than make her know that he was there for her no matter what but it was hard for him not to be able to live this loss with her. So, he stopped by every morning before going into the district only to receive the same silent treatment from Kim time and again. He hoped that when she was ready, she would reach out to. But the one thing he knew was that he was going to be there for her when she was ready to let him in. Days dragged into a week and Adam was starting to lose hope that she'd ever reach out to him when his phone rang from his pocket while he was still in the shower on the afternoon of his day off.

"Kim? Is everything okay?" He spoke into the receiver his hand still dripping wet. "He listened to her on the other end and a small smile spread on his lips. "Sure, I'll be there and I'll bring the food." He hung up and quickly got ready, the smile on his lips wider and the hope in his chest growing.

A/N: Alright so here it is. I hope you guys liked it and please take a few seconds to review before you go, your thoughts mean the world to me - Sarra