Jay quickly followed Hailey into her dimly lit apartment, shedding his jacket. She was already in the kitchen, pouring them both drinks. Jay moved to stand behind her, pressing his body into hers. She leaned back into him as he bent down, kissing her neck. She turned, handed him his drink, and walked to the couch.
"How's your side?" She asked him.
He lifted his shirt, showing the healing wound on his side. "Getting better." He moved to the couch, sitting next to her. "Would you like to examine me, doctor?" He said, smiling.
A grin stretched across Hailey's face as she closed the distance between them. Turning to face him, she straddled his lap, putting her arms around his shoulders. "I think you're looking pretty good, Detective." She whispered, kissing his lips and running her hands down his chest.
Jay kissed her hard, sliding his hands up her thighs to her hips. "When do I get my shirt back?" He said in a husky voice, his heart beating excitedly.
"You're going to have to take it." She said quietly, trailing kisses down his neck.
Jay didn't need to be told twice, he slipped the shirt up over her head. She helped him pull his off too, and he shuddered with excitement as he took in the view of her in a cute lacey red bra, her blonde hair spilling over her bare shoulders. Their kisses deepened, their hands exploring each other's bodies. Jay shifted Hailey's body under him on the couch, his hand going for the button on her jeans. Hailey kissed him hard, encouraging Jay to keep going.
And then his phone rang.
"No. No no no." He said, groaning into her shoulder. "I'm ignoring that."
Then her phone rang.
"Jay..."
"No."
"Jay, its probably Voight."
Jay very reluctantly rolled off the couch, checking his phone. Sure enough, a missed call and text from Voight awaited him. Two officers on patrol had been shot by gang members and Intelligence was taking the case.
"We gotta go."
Jay sighed heavily, grabbing his shirt off the floor and straightening his pants. He went to the bathroom, splashing some cold water on his face.
Returning to the living room he said, "Don't think we're not going to continue this later... I'm going to have a hard time getting the image of you in that bra -"
Jay looked up to see Hailey holding her finger to her lips, her eyes wide, her phone at her ear. Turning she said into the phone, "Yes, Sarge. I'll get Jay and check it out."
Hailey hung up the phone.
"Let's hope he didn't hear that..." Hailey said, shaking her head. "Let's go, Voight wants us to go to the district and do a search for red mustangs, partial plates JX2."
Jay sighed. "Let's go to work. But we're going to continue this... examination later," he grinned, following her out the door.
"Maybe we can continue it in my bedroom." She said, smiling over her shoulder.
Jay stopped in the hallway, grabbing her arm. "What about taking things slow?" He questioned.
"Well, someone told me that's not very fun..." She laughed.
Jay groaned. "You want to keep our relationship under wraps, but you're making it damn hard."
Hailey gave him a wicked grin. "The things you do to me..." She parroted his words from earlier that day.
Jay closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before he followed her outside. This girl was making it very hard to focus on anything else...
When they arrived at District 21, Ruzek and Burgess also pulled into the parking lot, getting out of Adam's car. Hailey raised her eyebrows at Kim. It was 11pm, and she was showing up with Ruzek? And, Hailey noted, in the same clothes she'd been wearing earlier that day. As they walked into the building, Kim pulled Hailey back.
"I noticed that look." Kim said.
"I noticed you wore those clothes earlier today." Hailey teased.
"Funny, Jay hasn't changed either." Kim countered.
Hailey smiled. "Just having a little fun, right?"
Kim laughed knowingly. "And isn't it so much more fun to know instead of all that wondering?"
Well she wasn't wrong about that, Hailey thought. She didn't have any regrets so far.
The team got to work right away. There were two red mustangs with JX2 in the license plate. One was owned by a 37 year old father of two who lived on the North side, and the other was owned by a cousin of a flagged G Park Lord's gang member.
Voight ordered Burgess, Ruzek, Halstead and Upton to roll on the cousins house. Upon arrival, they snuck up to the front door, prepared to breech. As Adam reached for the door handle, a blast knocked him backwards.
"ADAM!" Kim screamed, dragging him away from the door. Jay hooked his arm under one of Adam's and helped get him to cover as gunfire erupted out the front door.
Hailey dove behind a car on the other side of the property, firing blind shots into the house to try to district the shooter as Kim and Jay got Adam to safety. This resulted in the fire being directed towards her.
"Hail, you okay?!" Jay shouted.
"I'm good, but I'm pinned!" She yelled back, then she called in the situation on her radio.
Meanwhile, Kim was checking Adam's wounds. "Adam, talk to me." She said urgently.
"I'm good... Hit my... Vest." He mumbled, although blood was dripping from cuts on his face, Kim didn't see any sign of gunshot wounds on his body. Adam grabbed Kim's hand, fixating an intense gaze on her face he said gruffly, "Get this son of a bitch, baby."
She nodded, turning back to Jay. "Cover me, I'm going to advance on the door." Jay nodded, pulling his semi-automatic weapon off of his back, he started firing rounds into the house. Hailey saw Kim advancing and followed behind her, until they were both back on the porch. The gunfire from within the house had ceased, and the women silently started moving into the rooms. Tires squealed out the back, and they ran out in time to see the red mustang racing away.
"Shit." Kim called in on her radio, "Offender is fleeing west bound on 96th Street, all available units respond, Red Mustang, should be considered armed and dangerous."
Jay and Hailey were already in his truck, "You got him?" Hailey yelled at Kim, pointing at Adam.
"Yeah, go!"
Jay's truck raced west after the fleeing vehicle, as Kim helped Adam to his car. "Kim, you should take the car, leave me here," Adam groaned.
She shook her head. "I'm not leaving you behind at the potential cop killers house. C'mon, I could use your eyes, at least." She helped him get into the car and they also took off in the direction the mustang had gone.
Jay and Hailey were scanning side streets as they drove, hoping to catch a glimpse of the car, but knowing it was most likely in the wind. Still, Hailey turned up the radio chatter to see if any other units spotted their suspect.
Jay sighed. "Man, a couple hours ago I would've said my night was going a completely different direction." He grumbled, giving her half a grin. She flashed a wide grin at him.
"All units, red Mustang spotted going South on 57" the radio squawked. Jay quickly maneuvered around a car, changing course to try to intercept the Mustang. They raced up the on ramp, tearing down the shoulder of the highway, they could see another set of blue lights in the distance. "Suspect is armed, shots fired at police" they heard on the radio, a faint popping heard in the background.
Jay's truck started closing in. They could see someone in the passengers seat of the Mustang was wildly firing rounds out the window, hitting both civilian commuter's vehicles and the two patrol cars following them. Another patrol car was on the side of the road, the front tires flat. Jay's truck passed them, nearing the back end of the vehicle. The guns turned on them, ricochetting off the hood of the truck and shattering the windshield. "JAY, back off!" Hailey shouted, ducking her head.
He pulled back, the gunmen returning their fire to the patrol cars, as Hailey kicked out their useless windshield. "Hold it steady, I got this." She instructed him. Jay did his best to keep the truck straight and steady at 80 miles an hour, and Hailey leaned half of her body out the windshield, a semi-automatic rifle in hand. Jay wrapped his hand around her thigh, steadying her as she expertly aimed for the tires.
Her first few shots hit the pavement, but the next set met the mark and before the offenders realized what was happening, they swerved, careening down the small embankment on the side of the highway. The Chicago Police Officers that had been following them surrounded the car, weapons drawn.
"Get your hands up and get out of the car!" Hailey shouted. Two men climbed out of the wreckage, pulling a third, unconscious man. Cuffs were on the responsive men and they were in the back of a patrol car when Kim and Adam pulled up.
"Hey, you guys missed all the fun," Jay joked.
Adam pointed at his ribs, "I've had enough fun for one day." He said with a pained expression.
Kim motioned to Jay's truck. "You know, your truck doesn't look like it had so much fun..."
Jay turned, taking in the sight of the busted windshield and bullet holes covering the hood. He groaned, walking over and running his hand down the side. "I'm sorry, baby" he muttered.
Hailey rolled her eyes. "Jay. It's just a truck. We could've died, and you're worried about the truck?"
He suddenly got very serious. "Yeah. We could've died." Wrapping his arms around Hailey he continued, "I'm glad you're okay."
Hailey leaned into him, enjoying the contact, before she realized where the were. Sh quickly stepped away, glancing at Kim and Adam.
Adam nudged Kim's arm. "Hey, look." He motioned to Jay and Hailey, "I think you were right about them."
"You told him?" Hailey asked Kim.
Kim shrugged. "Sorry, he wanted to know if something was going on
... And he has a way of getting what he wants," she said with a mischievous smile.
Jay wrinkled his nose. "Okay, ew. Definitely don't need to know about that."
Adam winked at him. "These Intelligence girls are hard to resist, right, brother?"
Hailey rolled her eyes. "Okay, can we please get back to the job?" And so they did, and with perfect timing, because Voight rolled up minutes later.
Later that night, or actually, early the next morning, Jay and Hailey finally stumbled back into her apartment. Hailey groaned, "I'm so tired..." She kicked off her shoes and started walking to her bedroom.
Jay frowned. "Guess we're not gonna continue where we left off."
She turned, noting his sad expression, she walked over, wrapping her arms around him. "Hey, thanks. For being you. I'm glad you've got my back."
He nodded. "Always."
She gave him a slow, soft kiss, feeling the restraint in his body to not make it into something deeper. She could tell he wanted more of her. Dropping her hands, she started walking back the hallway. "I'm taking a shower. You stink, you're going to need one too." She told him, walking into the bathroom and closing the door.
Jay stood there for a few moments. Was that an invitation? He slowly walked down the hall, remembering how the last time he had tried this, he struck out. He put his hand on the door knob of the bathroom, hearing the sounds of the shower on the other side, he tried to twist the knob.
It was unlocked.