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"Sarge. Who is her uncle?" Antonio asked Voight.

"Tito Lucchese."

"Italian."

"Mmhmm." Voight nodded. "Her father is Polish and her mother is Italian."

"That's a combo." Olinsky noted. "So are the Podolski's still involved in the Polish crime syndicate?"

"It wouldn't surprise me."

"What happened that day?" Olinsky asked.

"It was a power move. Her uncle shot the head of another family in an attempt to take control of the Italian syndicate. He was trying to make it look like a suicide. Evelyn rode by on her bike at the wrong time. I happened to be driving in that neighborhood and drove by that park. He had his gun out at his side, but I was afraid he was going to shoot her. I arrested him and the whole time he was screaming at her that he was going to kill her.

"That's heavy." Atwater said.

"Yeah it is. I'm surprised she ever came back to Chicago. In fact, the feds told her in no uncertain terms that she wasn't to come back until her uncle was dead."

"They didn't put her in witness protection?" Olinsky asked.

"No. I don't know why. I heard she was shipped off somewhere. Apparently she could still be in touch with her parents and brothers."

Evelyn had to admit to herself that while it was great to see Mouse and Jay it brought back a lot of harsh memories. Memories that she had spent months trying to rid herself of. Tears welled up in her eyes. She wiped them away and drove to the hospital to pick up Nicholas.

"Hey Evie." Nicholas smiled when she pulled up to the emergency room entrance. He extinguished his cigarette and hopped in her car.

"You know those things will kill you." She rolled her eyes at him.

"Eh." He shrugged and ran his hand through his dark hair. He had their mother's hair while she had their father's hair.

"So what did you do to your hand?" She asked.

"Boxer's fracture?" He held up his left hand. "I went to the doctor's office and they sent me here."

"How did you do it?" She knew he wasn't going to tell her.

"Evie." He leaned his head against the headrest for a second before he looked at her, giving her a cheeky grin. "Do you really want to know?"

She rolled her eyes, knowing what that meant. She had learned early on if she was asked if she wanted to know the answer that meant she didn't want to know. She knew not to ask questions that she didn't want to know the answers to. "That's going to get you in real trouble one day." She warned.

"Eh." He shrugged. "Don't worry about it."

"Sarge. Did you know that I knew Evie?" Halstead asked Platt.

"Wait. You know her? I just thought you hugged a complete stranger." She stared at him.

He scoffed and turned to walk away. He didn't know why he bothered.

"Halstead. Wait."

He turned around.

"I didn't know that you knew her. I'm sorry."

"What did you just say?" He didn't believe his ears.

"You heard me." She went back to her work.

He rolled his eyes and jogged up the stairs.

"Jay." Voight called when he saw Halstead.

"Sir?"

"Did she say anything else about why she was in Chicago?"

"No."

"You buying her story? That she's here for her family?"

"Yeah. What are you getting at Sarge?"

Voight shook his head. Something didn't sit well with him. "I don't know. Something doesn't add up. Her uncle swore he'd kill her. She knows he's still alive."

"So why come back?" Ruzek. "She had to have a reason."

"Family could be the reason." Olinsky said.

"Could be." Voight shrugged. "Call her and see if she'll agree to talk to me. Tell her I want to ask her about her uncle."

"Will do." He pulled the card out of his wallet and dialed her number. He switched to speaker. It rang four times before she answered. He was beginning to wonder if she was going to answer.

"Hello?"

"It's Jay." He didn't mention she was on speaker.

"Hey you. I can't talk right now." She was cooking dinner with her brothers.

"Everything okay?" He was concerned.

"Oh it's fine." She burnt her hand and swore loudly. "I burnt my hand. I'm cooking. Let me call you back." She laughed at her brothers' reactions to her swearing.

"Alright."

"K. Bye." She hung up.

"That was weird." Ruzek said.

"Yeah. You think everything's okay?" Olinsky asked.

"She must be with her brothers."

"Who was that?" Ricky asked his sister.

"A friend I served with." She ran her hand under water. "That hurt."

"That was funny." He chuckled.

"It wasn't that funny." She rolled her eyes.

"Sorry Evie."

She wondered why Jay had called her. It was weird. She wondered if Hank had put him up to it.

"Hey." Halstead caught up to his partner in the locker room.

"Hey." She glanced at him.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine." She shrugged.

"Tell me the truth Erin. What is it?" He knew something was bothering her.

"The truth?" She knew he wasn't going to leave it alone.

"I don't like Evelyn." She blurted. "Call me jealous."

He glanced around to make sure no one else was there. "Why are you jealous? Ev and I are just friends. And even if it was something more…" Erin was throwing him for a loop. Did she or didn't she want to be with him?

"I know we decided to take a break." She muttered. "That doesn't mean that I don't care what happens to you. And it doesn't mean I want to see you with anyone else."

He hugged her. "I care about you too."

So this ended up being a shorter chapter... I'm working on updating again soon. Thanks for reading! :)