In Too Deep

Summary: Jay knew how much you had to put into going deep undercover. He also knew that this crew was not the type of people you cross over. He had to get in and get this over with as quick as he could. The girl was his way in. But he didn't expect her to be like this. He didn't expect to fall in love.

A/N: Coda is the name of a bar in Toronto that's I've never been to but it I liked the way the name sounded so I added it in. Also, all Spanish mistakes come from google translate.

Disclaimer: I do not own Chicago PD

Chapter 1

"Avery Vazquez. She's your way in. Our CI's says she's always in the VIP section at Coda." Voight told me. We sat on our desks as we went over the case.

The dark club was covered by a dark blue light with green strobe lights flashing. The speakers were blaring some Latin infused Electronic music.

"You'll have to be invited in to have access, so make her notice you."

I make my way up the staircase that led to the VIP area.

"My CI says you look like the type of guy she always goes for. So hopefully, she'll take the bait if you show interest in her." Antonio told me.

I try to walk past but the bouncer stops me. "This area is by invitation only." He says to me. I can see her from here. She's sitting in the left corner of the squared VIP area closest to the entrance, looking out at the crowd below her while sipping her drink.

"Oh, come on." I exclaim loudly and she turns to look at over at us, curious as to what was going on.

"Invite only."

"Help a guy out man. I just wanna talk to a girl."

"Invite only." We stare each other in the eyes for a few minutes before I sigh and turn around, making to go back downstairs.

"Wait." A voice calls out from over the loud music. I turn around and look at her. She stares at me for a moment before nodding to the bouncer. "Let him in." she tells him.

"She likes watching the crowd." Erin said. "So, when you get in, sit next her, wait a few moments and then tug at your ear. That's how we'll know that you're in and from that point on there's no going back. We'll watch you until leave just to make sure there aren't any problems."

"Thank you." I say as I sit down next her, angling my body like hers, so it was almost like we were facing each other.

"No problem." She replied. I look out at the crowd, tugging on the end of my ear, before clearing my throat as I wipe my hands on my pants.

"Talk to her. Make her interested in you." Al said to me. "None of this works if she isn't interested in you."

"Are you alone?" I ask.

"Define alone."

"Meaning you're without the company of someone you'd prefer to take home later."

She looks at me, her eyebrows furrowed, as she takes another sip of her drink. "What would you say if I told you 'yes'?"

"I'd probably say, 'then why the hell is a beautiful girl like you here all by yourself?'"

She smiles at that. "I'm Avery." She says to me, holding out her hand for me to shake, which I do.

"Jay." I reply, while taking a good look at her. She was wearing a long-sleeved skin tone dress that had black lace overtop and hugged her body in all the right places. She had long, wavy black hair, smoky eyes, and dark red lips.

"Are you here all by yourself, Jay?"

I laugh. "Uh, yeah. I am. You caught me."

"So, am I the girl you wanted to talk too or am I just the girl you warm up with."

"No. You're the only girl in here that I'm interested in."

"Do you say that to all the girls?" She asks with a smirk.

I laugh once again and smile at her. "No, no. I, uh, I haven't dated in a while so this is just my really bad attempt at flirting."

She smiles back at me and says, "Keep going, it just might work."

"Once you guys get comfortable and start talking she'll probably order some drinks for the two of you. Take her up on her offer."

A bottle of Corona is placed in front of me, then cocktail waitress gives Avery a lemon drop and a Long Island Iced Tea and makes her way back to the VIP bar. Avery slams back the shot and her face puckers up for a second. She opens her eyes and as one of the strobe lights flash across her face, I can see that her pupils are pin points, she slowly shakes her head as if she dizzy. I touch her arm and she looks at me.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just did that a little too fast, you know?"

"That's a lot of alcohol for someone so tiny." I say, looking at her drink. My mind flashes back to when I first came up, it's the same drink she was finishing earlier, so this her second one that I know of, but she doesn't appear to be too smashed with the way she holds herself.

"I've built up a tolerance."

"A girl that can hold her alcohol, I like it. Got any other impressing secrets?"

"I don't know. Maybe you'll just have to stick around and find out." She says, holding her drink up. I clink my glass with hers and we both take a sip. "I've never seen you here before, is it your first time?"

"Actually, it is. I've been checking out some of the clubs around Chicago, I wanted to see if I could find one that I liked." I explain to her, remembering some of the pointers Antonio gave me for tonight.

"And have you?" she asks. "Found one you like, that is."

"Yeah. Yeah, I think I have."

She smiles into her drink, taking one more sip before placing it on the table and leaning onto her left arm. She looks out at the crowd before looking at me once again.

"So, were you born in Chicago, Jay?"

"Born and raised."

"Any family?"

"Nope, it's just me."

"That has to get lonely every now and then."

"I don't mind it. What about you? Chicago native?"

"I am."

"Family?"

"A brother."

I open my mouth to ask her another question, but a girl suddenly appears next to us. I couldn't get a good look at her face before she bends down to whisper in Avery's ear and I see her slip something into Avery's hands. When the girl pulls back, Avery nods and they share a smile before the girl walks away. I look at Avery expectantly.

"That was my friend Roxy." She tells me. Roxanne Nava, known associate.

"And that thing she slipped you?"

"You saw that, huh? Just a little something in case we wanted to have a little fun later."

I nodded my head, taking another sip of my beer. She looks at me worriedly.

"Did that ruin it?" she asks, her voice just barely audible over the music.

"Ruin what?"

"The allure. Did I just ruin the image of the girl you thought you were talking to?"

"No." She looks down, grabs her drink and starts drinking it quickly as she looks out the crowd of people beneath us, avoiding my eyes as I stare at her. I wait about a minute before I place my hand over hers, taking her now empty glass and placing it back on the table. "You don't believe me."

She scoffs, shaking her head. "Look at you. I should've known better."

"Look at me? What's that supposed to mean?"

"It just means that while you can appreciate a girl who can hold her alcohol, you don't exactly look like the type of guy who does –"

"Does what? Drugs?" I ask her and she shrugs. I lean in close to her so I could whisper in her ear, "Maybe I'm just used to selling drugs, not taking them."

Avery leans back, shock evident on her face. I pull back a little and smirk at her. I down the rest of my drink and pull her in for a kiss. Her body tenses and she gasps before relaxing into the kiss and she wraps her arms around my neck as my hand that's not behind her head slides down to her waist. After a few minutes we both pull back, breathless. "Believe me now?"

I watch as she smiles at me. She nods her head as she pulls mine back down to hers.

"You want to get her interested enough for her to ask you to dance with her. So keep up the conversation for as long as possible. The more you ask questions that imply you want to know more about her, the better the chance at having her ask."

It was about twenty minutes later and we had ordered another round of drinks. Avery had also taken her gift from Roxy. She was now leaning into my right side, my arm around her shoulders, and I was laughing as she told me the story of how she met Roxy.

"It was a good night, so I was hungover as hell and since my brother hadn't joined in on the previous nights' partying, I thought he was busy with something else. So I walk into the apartment only to see Roxy walking around in my towel. Now since I tend to think irrationally when I'm hungover, I immediately storm into his room and start shouting at him to wake him up. Now, mind you, this is all in Spanish."

"This isn't gonna end well, is it?"

"Just wait. So he wakes up and gets all pissy with me because of it and I start shouting at him about how if he was going to bring girls back to our place he could at least be a decent brother and not let his one night stands use my things. He get all confused and storms out of his room and starts shouting at her, and then our cousin walks out of the bathroom and says, 'Por la mañana, primos. Veo que has conocido a Roxy."

"What?"

"Oh, right, sorry. He said, 'Morning, cousins. I see you've met Roxy.'"

"Oh god." I laugh.

"Yeah, my brother and I tore him a new one and kicked him out of our apartment, and Roxy too, once she put her clothes back on."

"What did you do with the towel?" I ask her.

"I burned it." Avery told me, smiling as she shook her head. "We went and bought a new couch too."

We both shake our heads and take a sip of our drinks. I pull her in for another kiss, and when we pull back for air I say, "Say something else in Spanish."

"Why."

"It was sexy."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Tell me you like me."

"Me gustas."

"Tell me you believe me when I say I like you too." I kiss her chastely.

"Te creo. I believe you." She looks me in the eyes for a couple of seconds, then a huge smile comes across her face and a new song come on. "Bailar conmigo."

"Translation?"

"Dance with me."

"Oh, no. I don't dance."

"Please, Jay. Por favor! I love this song."

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay." I laugh as she shouts with happiness, grabbing my hand and leading downstairs and onto the dancefloor.

"My CI also said, the more the two of you dance, she'll probably ask if you want to leave, eventually. That means she interested. That means you've done everything right so far."

We had been dancing for a while. We danced closely, at our own pace. I caught Erin's eyes as she looked at us from the bar and nodded my head slightly, letting her know I was good and that I thought I was in, while Avery shooed away some guy who came up to us and asked her to dance. Avery looked up at me, pulling my head down so her lips are at my ear. "Do you want to get out of here?"

"Take her back to the new apartment we've set up for you."

We stumbled through the door of my apartment, hastily making our way to my room while clothes came off and were scattered on the floor, leaving a trail across floor from the front door to my room.

"So I do all that and then what?" I ask and Voight looks me in the eyes.

"You make her fall in love with you."

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