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The day has finally come! The Adam and Jay story! (Applause.)

I was thinking about making it into a seperate FanFic, but decided against it, since you requested it here. I don't know... Just a heads up, this will most likely be quite a few chapters long, so it will take a while to write. Bear with me.

Hope you enjoy and thanks for reading!

PART 1

Jay's P.O.V.

"I got something!" Ruzek yells from the bullpen, startling me a bit and almost making me drop the mug I'm holding.

Geez, can't a guy have some coffee in peace?

"Alright, gear up" Voight responds. Well, guess not, better luck next time. I put the clean mug back on the counter and walk towards my team.

"Halsted you're with Ruzek, go check it out." Voight orders. Wait, what about everyone else? "Today, Halstead." the sarge warns me to start moving, so I follow Ruzek downstairs. Why does it have to be me? I want coffee!

In case you're wondering, why I'm partnering with Ruzek, it's because Erin left. Again. No warning, no message. Nothing. She just walked out on me, like the last time. Amazing, right? The cherry on top was, that I was about to propose to her. Lucky me. Anyway, ever since then, the whole team has been switching up partners all the time. Since Tony left as well, everything's messed up ananyway, so we're not doing any harm by switching things up a bit.

"Hey, Ruzek. Where are we off to?" I ask my partner getting into the SUV. The only good thing about Erin leaving is that I get to drive. But honestly, I'd give up driving any day, just to have her back.

What was I talking about? Oh, right. We've been working on this odd case for a couple of days now, but still haven't gotten any leads. I gotta admit, I'm getting kinda bored.

"I don't know, it's probably nothing." Ruzek responds to me, waking me from my fantasies for the second time in the last ten minutes. "Just wanted some action, you know?"

I laugh in agreement. This weirdo is starting to act just like me. I love it.

About twenty minutes and a conversation about baseball later, we finally pull up in front of an abandoned warehouse.

"This is a bit bigger than I expected "Adam points out. "You sure we shouldn't be calling for back-up?"

"Dude, you said it's probably nothing. We got this." I respond getting out of the car. We walk up to the entrance, guns already in our hands. "Showtime."

Adam's P.O.V.

Now that I think about it, this doesn't seem like such a good idea. Jay's crazy, I know that much, but I kinda don't wanna get in trouble, if you know what I mean.

"Jay-" I try to talk my partner out of it once again, but he already kicks the door open.

Well, too late. There's no backing out now.

He heads inside, so I follow. This is so stupid. But it's also kinda fun. I can't help it. I enjoy it every single time. The hallway is completely dark, which is only adding to the adrenaline. We check one room after another and everything is clear. Perhaps I was right. Maybe it is nothing after all.

"Let's check the back" Jay whispers from somewhere in front of me.

"Okay." Can't hurt, right? We head into the last room, which turns out to be a huge storage room. The light is on, but thanks to high piles of junk, we can't see very far. More importantly, it's impossible for us to clear the room.

Suddenly, something doesn't feel right.

My brain is over thinking and my heart is racing. The light was on, which usually doesn't mean the place is empty. In this specific moment, that would be very inconvenient, because there is only two of us. Jay and me.

Well, this sucks. I can't say anything out loud, because someone could hear us, therefore I can't warn Jay. We could be walking into a trap.

This might be a problem. I notice he's walking more than 20 feet ahead of me. When did he get so far away? Seriously, how am I supposed to cover him from back here? I notice he's about to round a corner and walk out of my sight, which means he'll be going in blind. No cover and no back-up. This is brilliant.

As if he could read my mind, Jay turns around to look at me. I'm about to say something, when I notice movement behind him. What is that?

Oh no. Can this get any better?

"Jay, watch out!" I yell just in time to see him get smacked over the head with something metal. I can hear the collision from way over here and it makes my heart drop. That had to hurt. Jay's knees buckle and he drops to the floor, out cold.

I was too late.

Before I know it, Jay is being picked up by two machos. The third one, who also happens to be the biggest one out of all of us, has dropped the metal pipe he used to smack Jay, and is now pointing a gun in my friend's face.

"Drop your gun or I'll shoot him!"

Well, this is not good.

To be continued...

Thanks for reading.

I'm gonna stop here for now (I know it was short), since it's just the prologue. I'll try to post again soon. Let me know what you think so far.

Love, N