Chicago P.D.
Hank Saves Erin Any way he Can
2014
Hank Voight leads with an iron fist "Intelligence", a special unit of the police of district 21 of Chicago. In his team is Lieutenant Erin Lindsay, an excellent cop, invested, courageous, and loyal. We understand that she loves and respects Voight very much.
We quickly learn that Voight took in Erin, then fourteen years old. He saved her from the streets, abandoned by a completely unstable drug addict mother.
Hank saved Erin in every way possible and imaginable! The man offered her a home, a stable life, studies, the love of a father, but also self-esteem, respect, obedience and discipline...
January 1980
Hank Voight was investigating with his teammate Al a large-scale gun and heroin smuggling. Several dealers had been arrested in the city.
Arriving at the address indicated by a reliable source, the transaction in fact took place under the supervision of Hank and his men. After some heated exchanges of gunfire, the traffickers were arrested.
It was the nearby building Hank was passing that caught his eye. He had seen out of the corner of his eye, several young people running there.
"Al? We'll take a look," he said, pointing to the building.
It was a squat, where dozens of young people slept on mattresses on the floor, some argued, others played cards, still others took drugs.
A little blonde girl curled up in the back of the room caught his eye, she looked no older than twelve.
As he approached, she rolled back onto her mattress.
"Do not be afraid. My name is Hank Voight, I'm the chief of this police unit. What's your name?" he asked softly.
The little girl was terrified.
The identities had been checked, some would be barely eighteen years old. But the little girl was the only really young one. She appeared to be just a child.
Hank took the girl to his office, giving her something to eat and drink.
"Well, I told you my name. Would you tell me yours?"
"Erin".
"Erin, where are your parents?"
"My father left when I was a baby. My mother went out to buy drugs two months ago and she never came back."
"How old are you?"
"I just turned fourteen."
"You've been living in the squat for two months?"
"A little less. I stayed in the stations for a while, then when a friend took me to the hideout, they let me stay."
"Erin? Has anyone hurt you?
"No. But they tried. I never really slept soundly, I fought back almost every night. The worst is at night. I will not go to a children's home, I will run away !"
" Why? Isn't it still safer than your squat?
"No. You can't imagine how many people I've seen running away from being raped, beaten, or worse. The world is never safe and being safe, I don't believe in it anymore. I don't! I can only count on myself and that's what I'm going to do!"
Voight was touched to the heart by this rebellious little girl, so responsible and adult. Did she even have a childhood?
"How about I invite you to come with me?"
"What are you? Some kind of pedophile?
"I told you, I am a cop".
"So what? One does not prevent the other!
Hank laughed.
"You're right. You're smart Erin. But I'm not a pedophile, I swear. I'm married and have a boy your age. I'm giving you a family, the security of a home. Of course, mine, the opportunity to go to school and be the little girl you never were.
"It's impossible. What's the scam? You're going to want something in return as a 'favor'.
"There is no scam. All I ask of you is to obey me, to respect me, to seriously resume your studies, and to stay on the line that I will draw for you. I will change your life by becoming your tutor. I promise you that I am absolutely not attracted to little girls. I understand that's what scares you the most. You can sleep soundly and safely, I promise. There will even be a lock on your side of your door until you trust me.
"Just like that? Will your wife and son want me?
"Just like that. They'll be fine. I'm sure of it. My wife is lovely and my son, although he's a character, is a good boy. He won't give you any trouble."
Erin thought as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"I would like to try then sir. THANK YOU".
"Come here".
Voight took a risk hugging her and knew he had made the right decision when she melted into the embrace.
"Erin? This is my wife Camille and my son Justin, who is fifteen years old.
"This is Erin. She's fourteen and will be living with us from now on."
November 1980
"Erin? Where were you? You know Hank wants you home before dark! Camille groaned softly as the child sat down at the table.
"I was at the mall! He's not home anyway! So a little late is good! I'm here now, leave me alone!
"Erin!" Hank groaned standing in the doorway. "You can put your cutlery down and go up to your room."
The child obeys immediately. Collapsing on her bed crying. What had she done? Hank was going to fire her! A pain in her stomach from not eating anything. A pain she hadn't felt in almost a year. She was going to have to sleep without supper?"
The sight of Hank entering her room, putting a sandwich, a glass of juice, and a banana on her desk made her cry even more, her emotions raging beyond her control.
"Calm down and breathe," Hank ordered, sitting on the edge of his bed, gently stroking his hair.
"Why so many tears?
"The sandwich..." she began.
"What? You thought I was going to punish you by denying you dinner?"
"Well yeah".
"No Erin, starving you will never be a punishment I'll use. Never. Do you understand me? You should know that."
"Yes sir. Are you going to fire me?"
"Of course not. You know me better than that now. I'm your guardian, until you're old enough to take care of yourself, and even after. I'll never fire you! Okay?"
"Yes sir".
"However, lately you've been disobeying, defying me, and being cheeky, like tonight with Camille, right Erin?"
"Yes sir".
"Why?"
"I don't know".
"I think you're trying to push me. You're looking for my limits. So I'm going to be stricter with you. I think you need to think over your behavior. You're being punished. You're going to have a week without friend visits. Tonight you are confined to your room."
"Yes sir".
"You know my rules; to be home when it's dark, I ask you for obedience and respect. No more defiance, answering back, or disobedience! If you continue this behavior, I'll put you on my lap, drop your pants to give you a good spanking! Am I perfectly Clear?"
"You can not do that! I'm not your child like Justin."
"You are wrong Erin. For me you are my daughter, and I love you like Justin".
Erin started crying again at the man's words.
"Would you really spank me?"
"That's not a threat, that's an absolute promise! Now eat your dinner. I want you in bed right after."
"Yes sir."
"Erin? One last thing. Come here.
Hank gestured to the space directly in front of him.
Erin stepped forward apprehensively. The man hadn't told her she was being spanked now.
Hank opened his arms for a hug and Erin rushed into his muscular chest, feeling protected, loved, and safe in the man's embrace.
1981
"Justin, it's late. If you know where she went, you have to tell me!"
"I am her best friend. Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you!"
"Justin, if I find out that you know..."
"I am not one of your prisoners that you can threaten."
Hank and Justin have always had trouble communicating.
"No. But your ass will pay the same price as hers."
Justin says nothing.
A little after two in the morning, Erin slipped into her bedroom window as she had left earlier that evening.
"Where were you?" asked the man sitting on his bed in the dark, waiting for her.
"At a party".
"Did you drink? Did you do drugs?"
"Of course not! I just had two beers."
"Two beers is drinking Erin. What did I tell you I would do the next time you crossed the line I set?"
Erin remembered it very well.
"You can not! You are not my father!"
"No. But I'm your guardian. You have to obey me and it's me who decides the sanctions if you cross the line. And there Erin, my line, you not only crossed it but trampled it!"
"You exaggerate!" Erin said defiantly.
"That's enough." The man said with finality. "Come here!" Hank said, pointing to the space in front of him, just between his knees.
"You don't go out without my permission, let alone at night when I think you're in bed!"
"It's okay, I didn't kill anyone!"
The man didn't take up the challenge, but it solidified his belief that Erin needed some tough hard love and he was going to provide it.
"Look at me." Hank waited for Erin to look up.
"You're being punished! You are grounded for two weeks. You're not going anywhere but school. I'll take you there and pick you up after school. No TV and no girlfriends. And you're going to go through- over my knees for a long overdue spanking I beg your pardon, I should have given it to you before your behavior escalated completely tonight.
With his words, Hank grabbed his daughter's wrist before pulling her forward, face down on his knees. He wrapped one arm around her stomach, securely. Her upper body was resting on the bed and her legs on the ground, her buttocks up where the man wanted them for his correction. He lifted her skirt behind her back, before putting his fingers in the elastic of the child's panties as he lowered them to his knees.
"No! Please! Not naked!" Erin suddenly exclaimed much more sorry for herself.
"Oh yes, naked! Little girl! Let me remind you who is the authority and the father here!"
Hank lifted his hand and proceeded to spank the exposed buttocks.
Right, right, middle, middle left, left…again and again, Voight's punishing palm warmed his target until the cheeks were suitably flushed and punished.
"Sorry, Dad! Ahhhh" Erin finally looked sorry. She hadn't realized what name she had used. But Hank had done it.
He tucked his panties back into place before pushing them back to their feet and pulling them against him for a bear hug.
"I love you my daughter, I will not let you go wild. I will raise you to be an honest and courageous young woman. Do you understand me?".
Erin was still crying, but not just from the spanking.
"Yes sir"
Hank put a finger under Erin's chin, forcing her to look at him.
"Good. Because if you do anything like that to me again, my belt will come off. Am I being clear enough?"
"Yes, Dad." Hank hugged her again.
"Go to bed."
Lying on her stomach, Erin enjoyed the feeling of belonging to someone, a father, who loved her enough to punish her, but he had also reassured her and held her so tightly against his chest.
She had a hot ass but a light heart. She was safe for the rest of her life.