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Song: Take Me to Church by Hozier
(Would you believe I already had this song chosen before I saw the promo with this song in it) True story.
Chapter Four
Hank Voight leaned against the wall outside the viewing room Erin and Will had walked into moments earlier and waited for them to come back out when his phone buzzed in his pocket.
"Go for Voight."
"We've got Jay's cell phone." Antonio told him.
"Anything useful there?" Voight wondered.
"Mouse is doing his thing at the moment. Any news from your end?"
"Not yet –" Hank started then stopped abruptly when Erin charged out of the viewing room and tore into the hallway shrugging off his attempt to stop her.
"Erin?" Hank called after her but she was long gone. "Antonio. I've gotta go I'll call you back."
"It wasn't him. It wasn't Jay." Will Halstead said to Hank, his relief evident.
Jay was jerked back from the darkness. Violently. He gasped for air and sputtered, shivering as ice cold water was thrown at him from somewhere above, then hands were grabbing him, dragging him to his feet.
Four hands, which meant there was at least two people in the room with him. Jay cracked opened the eye that wasn't swollen shut, and saw two men, both with masks on, so he couldn't see who they were, but there wasn't anything that struck him as familiar about the two goons.
He was unsure how many more there were, but he wasn't going to make it easy on them. He struck out, hitting and kicking at anything he could, but the hands that held him only gripped him tighter.
Jay was dragged into the middle of the room and when they had him where they wanted him, they shoved him to his knees and taped his hands together in front of him. A punishing blow to the kidneys told him that there was indeed someone else in the room.
"We finally meet Detective Halstead." A voice said from behind him and quickly followed by another blow to his kidneys that sent him sprawling face first onto the concrete floor.
"I must have missed the part where you introduced yourself." Jay said clenching his teeth against the pain.
"Oh I didn't introduce myself. But there will be plenty of time for that." Jay was told smugly.
The two goons grabbed him by the arms and hauled him back to his feet, and Jay got his first look at the third guy, as he stepped around in front of where Jay stood. The guy who, it appeared was calling all the shots. He was shorter than Jay, probably just under six foot, and looked to be around his early to mid twenties, caucasian and had a slight accent that Jay couldn't place. Jay had absolutely no clue who the hell he was, but apparently he knew who Jay was.
"String him up." He said with a smug look on his face.
Goon number one tied a rope around Jay's taped hands, then tossed the rope to Goon number two, who threw the rope over the copper pipe overhead and pulled.
Jay tried once more to fight them but with his injuries and tied hands, they had effectively incapacitated him.
He cried out as they pulled his arms above his head, the pain in his arm and ribs enough to dim his vision, and steal his breath.
"It's not going to work you know." Jay said huskily.
"What's that Detective Halstead?" He asked Jay, his smirk still in place.
"Whatever you think taking me is going to get you. It's not going to work." Jay told him.
"Oh I don't plan on getting anything for you. Apart from the pleasure of watching you get what you deserve."
"And what is that exactly?" Jay wanted to know, trying to work out what the motivation behind his abduction.
"You destroyed my family, so I intend to destroy yours."
"And tell me how exactly did I do that?" Jay asked looking for any clues on this guy's identity.
"That's enough talking for now." He said nodding to the two goons flanking Jay, then moved to lean against the wall beside the door, his smirk in place once more.
Jay tried to brace for the attack he knew was coming but wasn't ready for the ferocity of the blows that struck him. His back, his ribs, his face, wherever they could get a blow in. They were relentless and vicious in their attack.
He must have blacked out at some stage, because once again they roused him with ice cold water pouring over his head.
"Don't go passing out on us Jay. Can I call you Jay? This is just starting to get interesting." He said jerking Jay's head up by the hair.
Jay could barely open his eyes now, every single part of his body screaming with pain. He tried to make his mind go somewhere else, to a place where pain didn't exist. Unfortunately that didn't last long, and he was once again dragged back to pain of reality.
Jay lost track to time and everything else after that. They would beat him until he blacked out, then throw water on him until he woke up then they would repeat the process. Again. And again.
Jay wasn't sure what eventually woke him up. He found himself no longer tied up, but shivering on the cold concrete floor, they'd stripped him of his jacket and hoody at some stage and he was left freezing cold in jeans wet from the water they kept throwing on him.
Erin stormed out the front door of Chicago Med, trying to keep her breathing and her emotions under control.
She paced up and down the sidewalk waiting for Hank to emerge from inside the hospital.
"You ok kid?" Hank asked her when he finally walked out of the entrance.
Erin just shook her head. " We need to find Jay." Was all she said and headed for Hank's SVU.
Erin was silent on the drive back to the precinct a fact which worried Hank, when they pulled into his parking spot.
"Erin I need to know you've got your head on straight." Hank said placing a hand on her arm to stop her from jumping out of the car.
"As straight as it's gonna be with my partner missing." Erin fumed, shrugged Hank's hand off her arm and got out of the car.
Hank sighed at her answer and quickly followed her into the twenty-first district.
"Where are we at?" Hank said as soon as he cleared the stairs and walked into the bullpen.
"As I said on the phone earlier we have Jay's phone." Antonio said.
"Did you get anything off it?" Erin asked the emotion of the morning making her voice huskier than normal.
"It was pretty smashed up. But Mouse is working on it." Antonio told them.
"Have we got anything on the two guys that took Halstead or anything on the car?" Hank put the question to the room.
"So far we don't have anything on the two perps." Kevin said with a shake of his head.
"We were able to track the car for a couple of blocks, but the they must have swapped into another vehicle." Ruzek said.
"I want that car found and gone over with a fine tooth comb." Hank demand, "What?" Hank asked when he saw the look between Ruzek and Antonio.
"They torched the first car." Antonio said.
"So we've got nothing?" Erin fumed. "Jay's out there somewhere hurt and we don't have a fucking thing to go on?" Erin said her last word finishing on a sob.
"Erin –" Hank started.
"I may have something." Mouse told them as he barged into the bullpen.
"Show me." Hank said.
"I was able to track where Jay went after he left Molly's. He made one more stop near Elm and Grace."
"I knew that bitch was lying to me." Erin spat out. She knew exactly where Jay had gone after he left Molly's, he'd gone to O'Shay's.
"Who?" Ruzek wanted to know.
"Jay's friend Maddie."
"Explain." Hank demanded.
"Will and I went looking for Jay last night. We went into O'Shay's and his friend Maddie was working. I asked if Jay had been there and she said no. I knew that bitch was lying to me."
"Antonio, Al go and bring her in." Hank told them.
"Wait. That's not all I found." Mouse said bringing everyone's attention back to him.
"Jay must have been in the middle of leaving a message when he was grabbed. The message was never actually sent but I was able to find audio of it." Mouse explained.
"Well play it then." Hank growled.
"Umm, well. It's kinda personal." Mouse stuttered sending Erin an apologetic look.
"Play the damn message." Hank repeated.
"OK." Mouse said and pressed the button that would play the message for the gathered detectives.
"Look I'm heading to your place. We need to talk." They heard Jay say gruffly and Erin sank to the chair behind her desk dropping her head in her hands, he had called her and she hadn't picked up, he'd been on his way to her place when he'd been taken.
"I realize that Voight is never gonna give his blessing and that you don't want to loose your job." Jay continued, and Erin didn't have to raise her head to know that all eyes in the room were on her. "But what if that wasn't an issue anymore?" They heard him take a deep breath and continue, "I quit the unit. Erin I lo –" Whatever Jay had been about to say was cut off, they heard a few murmured words, what sounded like a scuffle, which they knew was Jay being hit and then silence.
"Well shit." Ruzek said.
"I was able to isolate and enhance the last few seconds." Mouse told them and pressed a couple more buttons on his tablet.
"Jay Halstead?" They heard someone ask.
"Who wants to know?" They heard Jay answer.
"It's him boss." Someone said
"Get him." It sounded like someone said before the scuffle started.
"So it wasn't random." Al said.
"They knew exactly who he was." Kevin agreed.
"Alright Al and Antonio you go pick up this Maddie." Hank instructed.
"Atwater, Ruzek I want whatever is left of that car. And I want uniforms out there knocking on doors. One of our own is missing, we don't stop until we bring him home." He continued without any of his usual bluster then walked into his office and closed the door.
"We're gonna find him Erin." Antonio promised resting a hand on her should before heading out with Al.
Erin heard Kevin and Adam leave soon after neither of them saying anything to her. They probably and rightfully blamed her for this whole mess too.
"Erin I'm sorry." Mouse said sincerely from in front of her desk and she finally raised her head from her hands.
"Not your fault Mouse. That's on me." Erin said sadly.
"No it's on whoever took Jay." Mouse told her and turned to leave.
"Can you play that audio again before you leave. The vision from the pod too."
"Erin –" Mouse said reluctant to follow her wishes, but caved quickly when she shot him a glare.
Erin wasn't sure how long she sat there watching the vision of Jay being hit with a pipe and tossed into a car, and listening to the phone call she never got. After about the third time Erin rubbed at her tired eyes as the screen of the tablet blurred, and looked up at the clock on the wall. It was just after midday now. Jay had been missing now for just over twelve hours.
With a shuddering breath Erin once again looked down at the tablet this time taking notes on what she saw and looking beyond Jay for something or anything they may have missed before.
She looked towards Nadia's desk hoping for another set of eyes but her room mate was nowhere in sight. Erin thought back and couldn't remember seeing Nadia earlier either. Strange.
Erin looked at the closed door of Hank's office, picked up the table, and headed in that direction. She needed another set of eyes so she could be sure she wasn't
seeing things.
Jay heard a noise, but couldn't summon up the energy to move. This time when they jerked him to his feet he didn't put up a fight. Jay expected them to tie him to the copper pipe again, but this time they taped his hands behind him and tied him to a chair that appeared from somewhere.
"Got nothing to say this time Jay?" He was asked.
"That's a shame because your girlfriend had a lot to say."
"Don't have a girlfriend." Jay mumbled not wanting to give the 'little prick' as he thought of him anything.
"Sure you do. That pretty little detective. What's her name boys?" He said leaning over where Jay sat tied to the chair.
"Erin." One of the goons answered and Jay tried not to react to the fact that they knew not only her name but about the two of them.
"That's right Detective Erin Lindsay. Pretty little thing. Feisty." He said and Jay snapped.
He kicked out and struck the 'little prick' in the knee satisfied when he heard a crack, that didn't last long as one of the goons kicked the chair out from underneath Jay.
"You shouldn't have done that." He was told.
"I'm really going to enjoy fucking your little girlfriend. I hope she puts up more of fight than you. I like it when they fight. And then when I'm done with her. I'm gonna bring her in here and make you watch me kill her. Slowly." The 'little prick' snarled at him before he and the two goons left Jay where he was on the floor on top of the broken chair.
It was only when the door slammed the behind them that Jay let out a pained groan. They didn't really have Erin did they? Shit.
Jay didn't even bother trying to work out how badly he was injured this time. He knew it was bad, he could feel part of the broken wooden chair sticking out of where it had pierced his side. Everything hurt, even just trying to open his eyes hurt, so Jay kept his eyes closed and did something he hadn't done since things went to shit over in Afghanistan. He prayed.
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