This shit was getting old, he hated being at the beck and call of a corrupt cop. Sure, he only had himself to blame, he did this. He had given Woods the ammunition and he decided to play ball.

It was a game he'd never win, Woods was a pro and Adam was his bitch. He had him by the balls and made damn sure Adam knew it.

Woods never seemed to call him at the same time, it was always at random times and it seemed Woods didn't care if he was at work or dead asleep. He had even shown up at the 21st, it had surprised the shit out of him and had him scared shitless.

It wasn't a surprise to have his phone go off when he was at Kim's, he just wasn't expecting it to be Voight.

That was a new wrinkle, he not only had Woods breathing down his neck, Voight was now on his back.

He parked alongside Hank's truck, "What's up?" Adam asked.

"Here." Hank shoved a black duffel bag into Adam's outstretched hands, "Here's what we talked about. I need you to document everything before the drop." He was furious with him, he thought he had made it clear to all of them that he would go to bat for them. That they needed to go to him and he'd help, instead Adam went against everything he'd been taught.

"Then we're done?" Adam asked, "I'm good then?"

"Not even close, Ruzek. Not even close."

You could discuss things thirty ways from Sunday but until you actually did it you had no idea if it would work. Adam hadn't slept at all and he was starting to feel it, he was on edge and a bit jumpier than usual. He could feel Kim's eyes on him, he felt it last night too. He knew it was just a matter of time before she asked him what was up.

The second he landed in this mess he had already started spinning an impressive web of lies, he knew he was fucked if anyone put the pieces together and learned he was feeding Woods information.

Mia.

It was Woods' alias. No one would give her a second thought, she'd be just a chick Adam hooked up with, and it had served him well.

He wasn't cut out for this shit, he wasn't a rat. The guilt alone was eating him alive, once Voight and Olinsky discovered how he had betrayed them he felt something all together different.

It was a mixture of relief and shame. Relieved that he was no longer carrying the burden of that secret and shame because he had let down his mentors.

He had disappointed Hank and Al, that hurt more than anything else. He didn't think he'd ever be back in their good graces, he hoped that once this was over he could begin to make amends with them.

That's why this was so important.

He couldn't fuck up.

"Boss..a minute" Adam ducked his head in Voight's office.

Hank dropped his pen, "Yeah. Close the door."

Adam did as he was instructed, the chill between them had dissipated some in weeks since Kevin's attack but things were still very strained. He shoved his hands in his pockets, "It's done."

"When?"

"Last night." Adam sat on the filing cabinet, "The end is near, Yeah? I can't keep doing this. Playing both sides of the same coin." He was on edge, constantly feeling sick to his stomach. "It's fucking stressing me out."

"Should've thought about that before you dropped yourself in this mess. Once that son of a bitch is locked up this is over." He leaned back in his chair, "I still don't get it. You're good police, you're not an idiot. Why didn't you bring this to me? I've made it clear how I operate.."

Adam sighed. "I don't know, it was stupid. I thought I could handle it. Never in a million years did I think it would end up on Woods radar." That would always gnaw at him, how he ended up catching that man's eye. It was a simple DUI, he pulled the ticket and buried it. How the fuck did Woods find it? It would haunt him for a long time regardless of how this played out.

"Stupid. Yeah, that's one word for it." Hank grabbed his pen, "Close the door on your way out." He watched Adam through the window, he knew the kid was being eaten alive by guilt and there was a part of him that felt for him.

A small part.

Kim fought with the six pack of beer under her arm, "Adam..it's me." She pounded on the door, "Adam?"

Adam massaged his temples, he had fallen hard and fast asleep the second he had gotten home from work. Clearly he needed the sleep, he welcomed her visit. "Hey..."he smiled as he opened the door, "Let me help" he took the beer, "You didn't to bring anything"

"I know. It's was BOGO so I grabbed one for you, and one for my place. I know it's your favorite." She dropped her purse on the kitchen counter, "You've been sleeping?" She noticed his disheveled appearance, "You feel okay?"

Napping was her thing, not his. He never required much sleep, a nap was rare. It usually meant he was sick, his reached out to touch his forehead, "You don't feel feverish."

"I'm good. Just needed to catch up on sleep. You've been riding me a bit hard..." he smirked, "not that I'm complaining"

They lost themselves in a heated kiss and Kim giggled when Adam leaned into her, "I see your good to go" She wrapped her legs around his waist as he lifted her up.

"Good thing I had that nap, eh?" He mumbled against her skin as he kissed his way across her neck.

Cold pizza had become their post sex meal, Kim accepted the slice as Adam climbed back in bed with the pizza box sat between them. "Have you noticed the increased tension at work?" Kim asked him, "It's odd. I can't quite put my finger on it."

Adam curled his lip, "I haven't." He lied smoothly, of course he had noticed it. He was the reason for it, he instantly felt the knots return to his stomach. He tossed the crust in the box, "You're imagining things, Burgess." He tugged on the sheet she clutched to her breast, "Gimme this..."

She woke to find his side of the bed empty, a sliver of light snuck in beneath the closed bathroom door, she grabbed his T-shirt and slipped it over her head. She could hear his hushed voice, he was agitated.

She placed her ear against the door.

Adam leaned against the countertop, "I can't talk now." He ran his foot over a cracked tile "Absolutely not. No way. I'm not meeting you now. It can wait." He was tired of clandestine meetings in dark alleys, "I'm with someone right now. No, fuck no. It's not like that..just having fun. Yeah. First thing in the morning." Adam tossed his iPhone on the hamper and gripped the countertop trying to calm down.

Kim had just finished getting dress when Adam emerged from the bathroom, "Sneaking out are we?" Adam grabbed her hips.

"Nope. Just following the rules. No spending the night. It's late, sun will be up before we know it and I'd like to get at least an hour of sleep." She pushed his hands off her hips.

"Kim..?"

"What Adam?" She slipped her feet into her Toms.

"Are you mad at me?" Adam asked, "It's a bit frosty in here all of a sudden."

"Nope. Not mad. Not mad at all. Just tired, I will see you tomorrow." She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek.

"Text me when you get home" Adam followed her to the door.

"Sure." Kim bit down on the inside of her cheek, she was a bit shocked at how angry she was, surprisingly it was not with him but herself. It hadn't gone unnoticed by her, she knew he was frequently called away. He was always checking his cell phone and firing off text messages, his moods were all over the place. She had seen this behavior before and she knew how this was going to end. She was furious, she had promised herself she would keep her heart out of it. She had failed in that respect, she had fallen head over heels in love with him again, though to be honest she never stopped loving him.

"Wow.." Adam caught the snark in her reply, "You're angry with me. Not sure why..though that's not unusual now is it?" Fuck, he regretted saying it as soon as it fell from his lips.

"Not my fault you're a fucking idiot." Kim ignored the tears that filled her eyes, "I'm just as stupid. Stupid to think this arrangement could work."

"What the fuck Kim?"

"I heard you. Talking to her. She's who you are always texting, who you meet up with when you disappear without a word. Who is she?"

Adam was fucked. He could see the hurt in her eyes and it was a crushing blow but he had to keep her in the dark. "Why do you care? It's sex with ex, right? No strings attached. Pretty sure that was your rule. I'm just having a little fun."

"Fuck off Adam." Kim wanted to throttle him, she settled for slamming the door as she exited his apartment.