Kim's hand reluctantly reached for her phone as the alarm got louder and louder. She managed to knock it off onto the floor and the effort to move to pick it up was almost too much.

By the time she got home, picking up dinner on the way home and taking a fifteen minute shower she was done and crawled into bed and barely moved all night.

Squinting at the phone once she picked it up she groaned as she realised that she hadn't changed the time and it was only five thirty. She didn't need to be up for another hour. Yesterday morning she had gone for a run before work, today she was skipping it because she had a boxing class that evening.

Closing her eyes again she had no idea how long she had dozed off for before her phone rang. "Kevin?" it had only been twenty minutes.

"Burgess, you up?"

"Nope. Do I need to be?"

"Yep, Voight's called us in. I'll pick you up in ten."

"What's going on? Where are we going?" Usually an early morning call meant a crime scene.

"District."

"Huh?" She sat up and tried to stretch a little. Her muscles hadn't moved for a good nine hours and they were a little stiff. "What's it about?"

"No idea. Clocks ticking Burgess. I'm at Bullwinkle's now, get a wriggle on." Atwater often picked her up and always bought breakfast and coffee from Bullwinkle's. It was her favourite place and close to home and she didn't function without food and coffee.

Kev was waiting outside her apartment when she came down. She threw her bag in the back seat and gratefully accepted the coffee and popping the lid she inhaled the sweet aroma. "Thanks."

He pulled out into the traffic stream smoothly. "How was patrol yesterday?"

"So boring, we sat on the perimeter of that Bank Hostage thing. How's that going? I didn't check." Burgess moaned. "I remember when I thought patrol was exciting and the idea of sitting on a hostage situation was mildly amusing, what was I thinking?"

"No idea. Not on my radar." Kevin shrugged.

"What you get up too?"

"Slept, gym, housework. Nothing exciting."

"You know that sounds infinitely better."

"What about your partner?" Kim was still not used to Kevin's lackadaisical fapproach to driving, if he wasn't in a pursuit he barely looked like he knew what was going on around him.

"Good guy, keen as mustard and has that doe eyed look about him with regards to Intelligence."

Kevin scoffed. Platt still ribbed them about how wide eyed and naive they were. "Just what Voight wants, another annoying patrol officer keen to weasel his way in."

The District was quiet when they arrived which wasn't unusual. It wasn't changeover of shift yet, they were a little early and Halstead, Dawson and Al were already upstairs, along with Voight who was in his office. Grady arrived the same time they did and they waited for Voight with a tinge of excitement. There was always a bit of a buzz when they had something new to sink their teeth into. They were all the same, much better out doing something than sitting around doing paperwork.

Ann Grady had been detailed to Intelligence after Erin left, there was no doubting she was a good cop and she certainly had the belief in herself that was required on this job but she also rubbed people the wrong way, followed her own set of rules which changed constantly depending on whether it suited her needs or not and had a reputation of throwing people under buses. Voight had basically been told he had to take her when no one else wanted her. Rarely did Ann spend more than two years with any one Unit and while she tried to pass it off as she was gaining 'experience' Voight knew better and the rest of them were figuring it out pretty quickly.

"Right." He came out of his office.

"We gonna wait for Ruzek?" Atwater was surprised his buddy wasn't here already. He'd tried to call him but it went straight to voice mail.

"No, no need."

Kim had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. It was the way that Voight glanced quickly at Al. Nobody else seemed to catch it though. "Boss?" she asked.

"We have established that one of the hostages in the bank is Adam."

Kim leapt up from her desk and shook her head violently. "No, No. No."

Voight continued. "Adam is being held hostage along with at least ten other people. The two offenders have cut off communication with SWAT and the hostage negotiators at this point in time. We have sat back and let them handle it so far but we are out of time and I don't want to wait anymore so we need to come up with a plan to get in and get them out, but more critical than that we need to find a way to communicate with Adam."

"Why the hell have we waited this long?" Kim exploded.

"Burgess." Voight stared her down. "Get whatever it is out and then I need you to focus?"

"He could be dead by now. Why are we just finding out about this now? It's been almost twenty-four hours."

"It's not our case."

"But you were there yesterday, you knew and didn't tell us. We had a right to know."

"Well you know now. So enough." Voight pinched the bridge of his nose, had been up all night and in constant contact with Wettering. They had come to an understanding, Wettering would keep him in the loop and Voight would give them space to work. This morning they had decided that Intelligence could come up with a plan and they would look at it. Time was running out. "We have no reason to believe that any hostages have been hurt." They kept the part that they knew Adam had been beaten to themselves for now. "We are working on the assumption that these guys, who we don't know from a bar of soap doesn't know he's a cop. The woman they released yesterday didn't know he was a cop until after she left, he managed to get his business card inside her baby's clothes. We are still sticking with that."

"I want to talk to her."

"No, Burgess, Al and I spoke to her yesterday. Adam was calm and in control of the situation as best he could be." Voight didn't mess around. "You do not contact her, you hear me?"

"How exactly do we know that's still the case?" Halstead asked.

"We don't, but I am assuming that Ruzek isn't stupid enough to blow his cover and we are going to run with that."

"Adam won't be able to help himself." Grady sniggered and even Halstead cringed at the look Burgess gave her. "He's got a hair trigger. He'll do something stupid."

"Like when he rushed a house without waiting for back-up?" Kim muttered a little louder than she anticipated and everyone heard it. "Oh wait…that wasn't Adam."

"What?"

"He saved your ass last week." Kim was sick of this. She was sick of Adam being put down constantly especially from someone who barely knew him and hadn't actually had a conversation with him other than telling him what he was doing wrong. Sure they had their own issues but his Police work was never one of them. He was a good cop; he was becoming a great cop and Al had faith in him and so did Voight. The only person in this unit that didn't was Grady, someone who'd been here a hot minute.

"Sure…."

Voight held up his hand. "Okay, enough." This wasn't working, his team wasn't working like it should at the moment but he didn't have time to worry about that now but he would circle back to it when they finished his case and they had Ruzek back safe and sound.

He didn't care about seniority at a scene, whoever was there first had the lead. He trusted everyone to do their job and he knew that they all could and they could all keep everyone safe. Nothing had changed, everyone went home, every single day. Intelligence wasn't like any other unit and it was taking Grady longer to learn that than he hoped. He didn't care she had a detective badge, as far as he was concerned she was equal to everyone else in his Unit, no ifs or buts, she still had to earn her spot. He was in charge and every one fell in behind him, that's the way it had always worked.

He had two women on his team and he hoped they'd get on better than they did. Maybe it was time to read them the riot act?

"As I was saying, SWAT are giving us a go at coming up with a plan, so let's focus on that. We have ten people to get out safely and I intend to do just that, including Ruzek.

"Do we have the plans of the building?" Halstead was keen to get into it; he was also hoping to ease the obvious tension a little. If they were focussed then the rest would go by the by.

"We do, and the bank is spot on however the surrounding attached buildings are not quite up to scratch. SWAT have been taking a look and I'm just waiting for an update." Voight added. "Until we get that let's focus on how to communicate with Ruzek, with zero verbal or visual aids."

"Great. That's helpful." Grady was struggling to get up to speed with how Intelligence did things and she had the feeling that when one of their own was involved they could do anything. It was up to her to keep them in check, heaven knows they weren't capable of controlling themselves.

"It's what we have…so I want to hear some ideas." Voight clicked his fingers. "Tick Tock, time is of the essence."

Al leant over and patted Burgess on the knee as she leant against the desk. He spoke quietly and calmly so only she could hear. "Kim, he's okay. He's doing his job, let's do ours."