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Ready for chapter 5? So here we go!

Previously on chapter 4…

"What a wonderful first day!" Anderson exclaims as he gets out of the cell. Being in control of Jay's life gave him a sense of power he had forgotten but it was so good. Actually, it was great when it came to see Voight suffer because of this control. This whole situation was just to make the Sergeant pay for his mistake but after tasting Jay's lips, something hidden deeper in him goes to the surface, bringing an idea and what he had to propose to have total control of the handsome detective for a long time and this was going to bring a new level of suffer on Hank so it was worth it do. Laying down on his bed and staring at the vision of the camera showing his captives asleep, he whispers: "He's going to be mine, Hank Voight."

Saturday 9:00 - unknown location

The alarm clock was what woke Nathan up this morning after a comfortable night. The yesterday's images and sensations still pass in his mind, making him happy -and really hard- as the sense of power and control of two cops could bring to every criminal. Especially if one of them it's Hank Voight, the fear of almost every bad guy in Chicago as old criminals were arrested but never went to jail or their bodies were in Silos.

His mind went back to the day the new Detective Voight killed his brother and his sisters-in-law suicide, the day he want nothing except kill the cop that destroyed his only family. He wanted to make the sergeant suffer the same pain he still has inside him and, as already experienced it, hurt someone close to the target could do more damage than harm the target itself. And Jay fits perfectly.

As much as he thinks about the handsome young cop, the harder he gets. It should be a crime to be so good-looking like Halstead. The detective is the definition of a masterpiece like the Gods in ancient Greek sculptures, his defined and strong muscles a delicious invitation to touch one by one as already comproved before the waterboard and during the beating, his neck tempting to bite and suck as life depends on it and his soft lips were nothing but perfect. The only part still not see is the genitalia but he knew this waiting was worth it as his tight ass is something to consider, the best type to fuck. He was completely obsessed with him and it was amazing that soon he will have power over his Pretty Boy.

For his screen in the captive's cellar, he could see both men awake and having a conversation. It was time to get them and him a breakfast so he went to the kitchen to prepare something with what he considers a gift: an additional ingredient to one of them.

His back aching against the discomfortable wooden chair woke Hank Voight up that morning. He really wished to be in his own bed; after all, he isn't so young, makes his way to the bakery close home for breakfast and then goes to the district. Instead he is held hostage by a guy with a sick desire to do the most cruel act on Jay, wanting to vomit thinking about this. Remembering his subordinate, he searched for him and found him in the same position as the night before; laying on the floor restrained to the chair, his head to his right side and, even in the lack of light, the bruises were evident in whole body, still just in boxers. Thinking about the action that Nathan wants to do on him, this would affect the dating on Erin.

He was the overprotective father over her and Justin, but the girls looking for Justin weren't bad people instead of the boys who had an eye on Erin. Her long list of heartbreaks' men is impressive and the males always hurt more than hurt her in the breakups. So when she started work in Intelligence, the rule "no in-house relationships" were put in action to protect the poor men's hearts and the team in a dangerous situation as emotions can be louder than rationally.

It was under his control until Halstead entered and fell in love with Erin. He had to confess: the boy is handsome like hell, a muscular and slim body, green eyes and a smile which causes jealousy in other men and makes a lot of women go crazy to have a turn and, in the first moment, he thought about how much he would gain working as a model and instead he searched for the military and police. His supposition were he just was a cop to have an adventurous life and have the power of a gun and badge can bring to someone but it was his uncountable supposition wrongly about the young boy as some cases happened and he could see the real reason: the boy really had the vocation of a cop. And he thinks this is one of the reasons why Erin had fallen in love with him too. He had disapproved, of course, the two were disrespecting a rule but like a father he is, the only thing he wants is to see his daughter happy and protected and Jay does both. He realized her worry in Shostak's case about him getting hurt, how he was the only one who could put a smile on her face in a hard case, how worried he was in the three weeks after Erin's quit (even if him himself had already give up on her) and how she became clean suddenly just to save him for Keyes, they made each other happy and could have each other's back so he did an exception on their relationship. He knows how urgent it is to find a way out of the place they were in before the major thing happened, because if it happens, Erin would never forgive him for letting her boyfriend suffer while he just watched. Will would never forgive him for letting his brother suffer while he just watched. The unit would never forgive him for letting their partner and one of their own suffer while he just watched. The whole Chicago family would never forgive him for letting a member of their own suffer while he just watched. Hell, he would never forgive himself for letting Jay suffer while he just watched.

"Sarge." Jay's voice brings him back to reality.

"Hey, good morning. You ok?"

"Yes. You?" He just nodded to him. "Have Nathan entered here? Did he do something to you?"

"No Jay, it's okay. And the team is already close, they will find us on time. I promise, nothing is going to happen to you anymore." He doesn't know if he was trying to convince him or the other men but he had to try.

"I know the team will find us, no doubt about this, but I'm not so sure about the next part." His tentative don't function. "But I'll make sure you're okay and out of here. If you had a chance, escape!"

"Are you crazy? Do you really think that I'm going to let you here alone? Jay you are a part of the team and the only reason why Erin is in the unit and is happy since I took her home." He looks to the boy appears to be very interested in what was told "You know, the day I took her home, Camille wasn't happy about it as thinking about two teenagers in the same house. And Erin was feeling strange in a real home, not at all like she had with Bunny. The first month they didn't talk at all, just me and Justin were allowed by Erin to enter in her bedroom as Camille stayed in the living room. I was really worried until one day I bought Japanese food, which was Camille's favorite but me and Justin hated it so we never bought. Coincidentally, it was Erin's favorite food too. That day they started talking and, in a week, they were already talking about girls' stuff like makeup and boys and no one could tell they weren't mom-daughter." He smiled thinking about all the great memories the four of them passed together. "The day before Camille's death from cancer, she said to Erin she was proud of her and thanked me for taking her home and making her their daughter. Erin overcame her death but the usual genuine smile and happiness weren't there. Until she met you, Jay" He made eye contact with the young man and continued. "Every time she talks about you, she smiles and her eyes shine just like she used to do in Camille's company. You are the reason that she's back in the unit and not in a bar drinking and getting high with her mother. Even if you two break the 'no relationship' rule and I really wanted to kill you when I discovered, because it's more than my wish to protect Erin as my daughter. It's because I don't want what happened to my partner happened again but seeing her happy and the good man and cop you are Jay, I know I can make an exception." He looks at Jay and even in his swollen and bruised face, the shine in his eyes and the big smile shows how proud he is to be Erin's girlfriend and how much he is in love with her. Every parent wishes exactly this to their sons or daughters from their partners and he got it.

"I'm truly in love with her and it's incredible to have someone waiting for me at home, even though sometimes I think I don't deserve her, but she… she also loves me so thanks for your blessings. I promise you I will have her back no matter what. I know the consequences if I hadn't." Both of them chuckle and Jay continues "Can I know what happened to your partner?"

"Why do you have to be so curious?"

"I'm a detective. I have to discover the truth! Just doing my job." Voight rolled his eyes and Jay chuckled.

"Kelly Coleman. My last partner as a patrolman before I was promoted to Detective. He fell in love with Emma Thornton, one of the bravest, smartest and beautiful detectives that I ever seen before. He would flirty with her all day and she knew it but didn't care and ignored him for 3 months. In a search on a house, she was jumped by a suspect but he appeared and killed the man who was going to kill her. That day she bought drinks for him to save her for a certain death, they started talking, saw they had much in common and...well you know what happened and then they started dating. They were the perfect couple, would do anything together, all of us were best friends and hangout, dinner and they went to my wedding too. 3 and a half years later, Kelly came to me and said he was going to propose to her that night at the bar we used to go to after shift. I was so proud and happy for them and we received a call of a crossfire and we went there. During the 30 minutes shooting, Emma was shot right in front of him in the neck by some sniper and Kelly was terrifying as she bled out in his lap. Unfortunately, she didn't make it and her blood tests results came elevated in hCG, meaning she was 2 weeks pregnant. Kelly lost his girlfriend and an unknown child on the same day in a horrible way and his life was about to go down too. He started to appear in the work drunk, he overslept or didn't sleep at all, fought with other officers, suspects and victims. He was a complete mess so the superior decided to give him a month of vacation and on the last day, he called me to see if I could go to his home and I went alone. He was the old Kelly finally, we ate, talked and when I was about to get out, he called me again with a gun on his temple, tears in his eyes and his last words were 'thanks for being a good friend' and he pulled the trigger. I have seen people commit suicide in front of me but it hit hard because it was someone who I really liked. That's why I put the 'no-relationship in house' rule, not because I think someone will kill themself for love but I don't want to lose someone in this way again." Voight was quiet now as he lifted his head to look at Jay.

"I'm sorry. I feel you, your pain and concern."

"Do someone already commit suicide in front of you?"

"Yes. Two friends in Afghanistan, two in Chicago. It's never easy and never will be." Hank was going to console him but the door opening and the devil himself called Nathan entering interrupted.

"Hi cops! Sleep well? I had" looking straight at Jay and his body, sending shivers across Hank's spine. "What about breakfast?" He kneels in front of Voight, picking his sandwich and juice and helping him eat and drink like the last time yesterday. When he finished, Raphael entered with a gun on his right hand and went directly at Jay. His eyes widened as Halstead tried to escape but Raphael put his feet in his collarbone strongly, holding him in place and pointing the gun to his head. "Don't worry. He's not going to kill him. It's just to motivate you to not tried something stupid."

"What do you want?"

"I suppose you want to use the bathroom so can we make a deal? I'm going to unrestrain you and lead to there but if you try to escape or fight me...then yes, a bullet will be on his pretty head and I'm going to fuck his death body. But, honestly, it won't be so fun like fuck him alive, gasps and screaming like the whore he is, right Pretty Boy?"

"Sarge, it's okay. Go" Jay say while Raphael puts all his weight on his feet and, consequently, on Jay's chest, who is having difficulty breathing and will probably leave a mark. For Hank, this phrase has two possible meanings. One: go there and return, I will be fine. Two: go there and escape, I will be fine. The second was unacceptable even if he knew that Jay means it and in the lack of something better, the first was good.

"Ok" Nathan unrestrain his ankles and wrists and he gets up, his legs weak for passing a whole day without use.

"Follow me" the order man orders and he obeys, not wanting to harm Jay more as he looks at him one last time before getting out.

Their cellar was at the end of a long and dark corridor with many doors on both sides, leading to a large room in the first floor and a large woolen door on the left side, but they cross to a door on the right side. Anderson opens the little bathroom's door and turns the light on. "You have five minutes. Hurry up." He enters the bathroom, closes the door and does his needs as fast as he could while thinking of a good route to escape with Jay when both have the chance. After washing his hands, he makes his way back to the cellar with Nathan right behind him and sees Jay and Raphael in the same position as before and for an eye contact, both confirming they are fine in a kind way.

"I'm already handcuffed again so take the feet out of my detective's chest, son of a bitch!" In a disbelief look and eye contact with his boss, he took the feet out, allowing Jay to inhale more air than before.

"Put his chair up!" In a fast movement, Raphael does and stays behind, hands on his shoulders. Nathan kneels in front of Halstead and his hands go on the restrained man's wrists. "Good morning, my handsome Pretty Boy. How was your night? My night was awesome before touching your thigh ass!" His eyes looking at his whole bruised perfect body.

"My night was good too. My dream? You were six feet under the ground as I killed you!" He unrestrain him but held firmly to him not to escape.

"You know, my intentions were just to feed you and him but Raphael above you is really sad about what your Sarge called him."

"Oh, was the fragile ego hurt by the truth? How cute and pathetic!"

"Do it" Raphael picks his wrists released and turns him in a strange angle for a normal, but the strong push on his shoulder is followed by the pain and Jay screams as the true intention is revealed. A dislocate shoulder. His shoulder is burning up as he could feel and hear the wrong contact between the two bones. "This was for the curse, Hank. What a cop you are, can't even protect your own subordinate!"

"Says the angel himself!" His shoulder was being put back in place but quickly dislocated again to the other side and returned to the right position, his wrists restrained again while calming down his respiration as he screamed for every movement. Voight apologizes to him as guilt consumes him and after the boy murmures 'I'm fine', Nathan feeds him and again, Jay clearly trying to smell or taste something indicating his food is drugged but apparently isn't as he eats everything and was feeling well.

"What's the name of that junkie detective? Oh Erin, your adoptive daughter and his girlfriend, isn't her?"

"Don't talk about her!"

"She used to drug herself with heroin, right? Don't worry I won't do anything to her. He's more precious. I just think Jay would like to experiment with his old friend ketamine with a new one, heroin."

"Son of a bitch! Jay, look at me!" Voight sees the effects of the drugs on Jay's body, he is completely numb, his pupils contract, difficulties staying awake. These effects are even stronger than yesterday's as a combination of two powerful drugs can bring but his only wishes were if he could get out of his chair, kill Nathan, Raphael and George and take Jay to a hospital. The risks of his overdoses in this room are enormous and he just feels more guilty as before; he knew how much any drug can turn someone as an addict, especially from heroin and he has examples on his side. Envolt on thoughts, he doesn't realize Raphael entering the room with a chain and connects to the ground as George and Nathan unrestrained a completely drug Jay. It was clear he didn't know where he was or who he was, as his legs failed in standing up but soon he was again laying on that dirty ground with Raphael chaining his wrists to that chain.

"I think we should have some fun, Sweetheart. What do you think? And Hank over here can be the audience!" He kneels in the middle of Jay's legs and on top of him, the boy starts to realize the real world again and tries to take the man out from above him but a sound of a gun takes the attention of both cops: George has a gun pointing directly at Hank's head. "Fight me and he kills your boss"

"No...please...don't kill him…I do whatever you want...Just don't touch him" Broke Voight's heart of how slow, tired and painful the hoarse voice of his detective came out.

"Let's make a deal: fight back and your Sergeant dies right here right now" leading an evil grin to Voight he continues "Or let me suck you whole and he doesn't get hurt, whore!"

"Deal"

"No Jay, please! Fight! Don't let him!"

"I'm sorry" And Nathan starts.

This is very intense! Next chapter I will need time to write my ideas from this situation and the others that will happen! And I know that you want explicit (or so I think) so this is going to take time but I will write!

I talked about Hank's memories with Erin, Camille and why he has the rule on Intelligence of not dating a partner. I completely understand so I feel the urge of writing what I think that happened to him to this rule being in action. What are your opinions about it? And about this chapter?

Until next time guys!