#mouse gerwitz x reader

[witchygagirlwrites]

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz x Reader

The day Mouse met you his life turned around for the better

Laughter, that was not something Mouse had expected to hear when he walked into the twenty first district with Jay. Yet the sound hit his ears, the laughter wasn’t what he’d call melodic but it was genuine and that was so much better than a fake, practiced laugh. He saw a woman come sliding around the desk, the sergeant behind it shaking her head when she ran smack into Jay “Halstead! I’m gonna kill Ruzek!”

Jay gripped the woman’s arms to steady her and turned her to face him “This is one of the detectives in the unit. She’s normally a lot more professional than this and not threatening to kill anyone or well another cop, well another member of the unit?” She spun to face him, a grin slipping onto her face “You must be Jay’s friend, Greg Gerwitz right?” he nodded, a little stunned by this hurricane of a woman. She was absolutely gorgeous.  “Um you can call me Mouse, everyone else does” she nodded “I’ll decided which I wanna call you once I get to know you”

Jay laughed, “What did Ruzek do?” her eyes widened and she looked between them “That asshole broke my coffee mug!” Then she took off up the stairs, stopping just long enough to hit the palm scanner and held the gate open for them. Mouse watched her go and a smile slipped onto his face “She’s something else” Jay shook his head “Man I wouldn’t, she’ll eat you alive” 

Mouse cut his eyes at Jay, a grin slipping onto his face “If that woman is the death of me, consider me a lucky man” Jay just shook his head and threw his arm over his shoulders “Let's talk Voight into hiring you first”

“Sir can you just check your phone please?” Mouse was trying to convince Voight he could handle this job despite how bad he looked on paper. He needed it, he needed direction. “Check my phone?” Voight asked and he nodded “Yes sir”

Voight pulled his phone out and laughed when he saw that he’d changed his wallpaper to a photo of himself “Cute” he noticed you glancing over Voight’s shoulder as he explained  “I did that in a few seconds, imagine what a hacker could do in a day” 

Voight shrugged “Fine by me but Platt has to sign off on it too” then walked off. The moment Voight was back in his office you held your phone out “Where’s mine?” and he felt a blush heat up his face. Ok maybe Jay was right but damn the way you made him feel and he’d just met you. He shook his head with a small smile “I’ll send you one later sweetheart” and you grinned “Ooh sweetheart? I like it”

He never would’ve imagined he would’ve fallen for one of the detectives in the intelligence unit but little by little he found himself falling for that hurricane he met on day one. You would always give him a smile and be willing to listen on bad days that would even annoy Jay, you never got angry with him for his thoughts being scattered. He’d pulled himself back from addiction but hadn’t been able to breathe life back into himself. He’d been wandering from place to place. The longer he knew you the easier it got to breathe, the slower his thoughts got, the easier sleep came. You weren’t a miracle but you helped him to see that he was worth a future, he was worth good happening to him.

The day he asked you out he was so nervous he’d broken two pencils waiting on the clock to hit time for all of you to get off. He watched you sitting on the edge of Kim’s desk, laughing at something Kevin had said. Your hair was in a braid your sister had put it in and your knuckles were still bruised from getting in a fight with a perp two days before. He’d never seen a more beautiful sight. 

It was like you felt his eyes because you glanced up and smiled at him. He felt his heart flip. He was fairly certain he was already half in love with you. 

When the clock finally hit everyone started gathering their stuff but you walked over to his desk. “Greg��� you’d decided about a month in that you were gonna call him by his actual name because “I’m not everyone so I’m not calling you what everyone does”

He smiled and stood up when you got to him “Hey sweetheart” you scratched behind your ear “Um, did you want to talk to me about something? You’ve kinda been staring at me” he felt a blush warm his cheek, he hadn’t meant to be so obvious. “Yeah, is there any way you might want to go out with me?” he waited for the rejection, for you to let him down easy but instead you smiled brightly and kissed his cheek “Thank god because I was tempted to just ask you out!”

Voight made you two fill out a stack of H.R. forms when he found out you were dating, Jay teased Mouse relentlessly that he’d fallen in love the moment you came sliding in threatening to kill Ruzek and then of course your sister had threatened to kill Mouse if he ever hurt you. He took it all in stride because his eyes remained on you. 

The first time you called him your boyfriend at work was when you had to pass him your gun when you and Kevin were taking a perp into an interrogation room. The guy had said “What, your secretary can handle your piece?” you’d “accidently” shoved the guy into a wall and informed him “My boyfriend served two tours in the rangers asshole, fairly certain he can handle my piece long enough for me to get the truth out of your ass” 

He’d felt his heart skip at your words and the pride in your voice. No one had ever been proud to claim him. Someone like you claiming him? That meant everything. When you got back out of interrogation, Adam and Kevin escorted the perp down to holding and you came to get your gun back but noticed the small smile on his face “What are you smiling about?” he shook his head “You claimed me” you grinned and said “You’re mine Gerwitz. Be prepared to get claimed a lot” 

The day you told him you loved him the first time you and Kim had gotten caught up in the middle of a shoot out. It was a close call, a very close call. When you two got out she ran straight for Adam and you ran straight for him.

You hadn’t cared that the entire unit and multiple patrol cars were right there, you pulled him into a kiss and told him “I love you Greg, fuck I love you so damn much” he hadn’t been able to think straight the entire time he had to listen to that damn firefight and not do anything so having you in his arms finally started his brain back. He held you tight, despite your gear pressing into his chest “I love you too sweetheart, so much”

So many years, so many trials, so many tests and tears yet here you were. Mouse looked over to see you and your daughters dancing in the living room. That same laughter he fell in love with now tripled. He’d fallen in love with you so many times over the years. His hurricane. You cut your eyes up at him and smiled, “Come on sir, get in here with me and the girls”

He shook his head and took your hand, the girls giggling as he twirled you around. “I love you Mrs Gerwitz” he told you and you grinned “I love you even more Mr Gerwitz”

[chaotic-noceur]

OOPS

summary: university AU where Greg is a coding genius and reader is decidedly NOT cut out for coding, but stuck in a coding class. Greg helps out where he can. Frustration and fluff ensues.

pairing: Greg 'Mouse' Gerwitz x Reader

warnings: sitting on the floor, Princess as a pet name, not proof read

authors note: listen, i'm just trying to not have a break down over this stupid coding assignment and I just want Greg to come tell me it's gonna be okay and walk me through it T_T

When you'd first told him about the programming course you were taking (a course he'd taken a couple semesters ago), he'd gone ahead and dug out the little notes that he had taken for the course. Unfortunately for you, he was more of a learn-by-doing guy than a notetaking guy. He'd offered to help you whenever you needed it though. So here he was, sitting on your living room floor as you worked away on your assignment while he listened to a podcast for his research.

He's spinning his stylus in one hand, as he fidgets with the string of his hoodie with the other. Greg slides his headphones off as the rapid clicking of the backspace key catches his attention. He raises an eyebrow at you in question as you turn to meet his gaze.

"The instructions don't make sense. My code won't compile. The error message isn't helpful." You bury your head into your hands. "I don't know what I'm doing," you mumble into your hands.

Greg chuckles lightly and you pick your head up as he shifts his iPad across the table to make space for your laptop. He slings his arm across your shoulder as he asks, "what are you working on?"

"If I knew the answer to that, my day would be going a lot better." He cracks one of his lopsided smiles at your response before turning his attention to the open files on your screen. He takes a few minutes to skim through the assignment instructions before scrolling through your coding file.

"Alright. I'll be your rubber duck," he offers., turning slightly to face you again. "Walk me through what you understand and what you're trying to do." He feels you tense against his arm and he tags on a gentle "hey, it'll be alright. We'll take it one line at a time. You don't have to be right, we'll figure it out together. Okay?" There's still a hint of uncertainty in your eyes, but you nod your head regardless.

The next few hours are spent with him bouncing between browsing papers for his research and talking through your assignment. By the time you finally call it quits for the night, he'd switched out his reading material from research papers to the book he'd borrowed from his professor a few days ago, 'just for fun'.

"I hate it," you mumble as you stare up at your ceiling. You're laying with your head in Greg's lap. He's drawing shapes along your arm absentmindedly as he reads.

"I know," he replies sympathetically, attention still on the book in his other hand.

After a period of silence, he glances down to check if you're asleep when you whisper out a "I'm sorry..."

"Why are you apologising?" You shrug as you sit up, busying yourself with fluffing your pillow. Greg puts his book down. "What's the matter?"

"It's silly..." he turns to face you fully so you know that you have his undivided attention; and that he wasn't going to drop this. You inhale deeply. "I just hate that I hate it, y'know? That it doesn't click with me the same way it clicks for you. I just wish I could enjoy it as much as you do. But all it does is make me feel like an idiot..." And Greg feels his heart break a little at your admission.

You hadn't taken this class because of him, he knows that. You'd taken it because you had to, per faculty requirements. And he'd be lying if he said there wasn't a part of him that wanted you to find joy in coding. But he also understands that it's not for everyone.

"Listen to me," he cups your cheek to bring your eyes to meet his. "Writing code isn't meant for everyone. It's okay that it isn't meant for you. I'm not gonna love you any less just because it took you 10 tries to get your return function to work." He cracks a smile so you know he's just teasing and you pull a face. He chuckles before continuing, shifting closer to you in the process. "Just because coding isn't your strong suit, doesn't mean you aren't the smartest person I know. I loved you before I signed up to be your rubber duck, and I'll continue loving you after, for as long as you'll have me."

"You promise?"

"I promise, Princess." He kisses your forehead and lingers there for a moment, throwing his arms around you when he feels you sink into him. You stay like that for a while, cherishing the small moments of calm in the midst of the academic chaos.

"Hey, Greg?" He hums in acknowledgement. "I love you too."

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We're gonna close the curtains

"Greg--Come back to bed, it's still dark outside", you said sleepily as you curled up under the duvet. "Just give me a moment my love, just gonna close the curtains." You'd both forgotten them in the heat of the moment from the night before. And it wasn't the first time. When the two of you were together, especially after one or both had come back from overseas, it was a rush to get together and relieve the good moments, as well as take away the pain of what you'd both seen. "It's so cold here without you." He could barely hear you with how muffled your voice was in the duvet, but he smiled softly none the less and cuddled up close to you. "I'm here my love, and I'm not going anywhere."

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I know too well how, it feels when you fall

Companion piece to How Long Have You Been Hiding This

Greg finds you in the bedroom, sitting on the bed reading a children’s book to your baby bump. You’re seven months pregnant at this point and glowing. Every day his daughter grows stronger and everyday he thanks God for bringing the two of you into his life.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”  You say softly, flicking over the next page of the book and Greg sighs as he leans in the doorway.

“We should.” He says quietly as he steps into the room. “Your ex gets released on parole next week.”

You’d gotten the letter this morning, you hadn’t even tried to hide it this time. You’d just left it on the table before you went to work for him to read because even now you still can’t process the possibility if that monster being in your orbit. Your hand smooths over the baby bump sadly.

“I lost one before.�� You find yourself telling him. “I was four months pregnant when he shoved me down a flight of stairs. That was his own child, his baby, he’ll have no problem trying to hurt this one.”

“Charlie.” Greg murmurs as he sits down on the bed alongside of you. “I won’t let that happen and neither will you…”

“I can’t be here Greg.” You tell him, your eyes stinging. “I can’t be in this city if he’s here too.”

“Baby,” He whispers, clasping your face between his hands.  “You don’t mean that.”

“I do you.” You tell him, gesturing at the packed suitcase propped up alongside the dresser. “The only reason I stayed was to say goodbye.”

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[saragarnier]

Away from you

Pairing: jay halstead x reader

Summary: y/n doesn’t know where Jay truly is and she got worried

Warning: angst, slightly smut, cheating,

A/N: i will probably write a part 2, stay tuned!

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You and Jay had been together for three years and everything looked good, at least it was ‘till the end of the march. You didn’t know or understand why he changed his behavior when he was with you, especially since it all happened so quickly and unexpectedly that you just couldn’t understand what happened between you two. From one day, he just started to behave differently, coming home later and telling you that he was just too busy at work, doing some paperwork and getting his things ready for the next shift. He made it looked like he was just trying to impress Voight and for a moment you actually believed him.

You knew how much he wanted to become, one day, sergeant and to be on the lead of his own unit and you just wanted to support him in any ways you could; if he wanted to make a good impression in case of a new sergeant, you wouldn’t have stop him. Actually, it looked like Voight was having some issues lately, from how Jay talked about him after work anyway, and you really trusted him and believed him about his story.

Then, one evening, you decided to go talk with Kim, having some times together and trying to explain to her what you had in mind: Jay’s birthday was closer than you thought and you had to find a good gift for him.

“I need you to help me.” You said to Kim, smiling softly. “Jay’s birthday is in two weeks and i want to surprise him with a two-days holiday. I know that he spends a lot of time at the district doing his paperwork and trying to make a good impression in case of a promotion, but i really need your help. Can you please find a good reason to get him home earlier on Friday’s night?”

Kim was surprised by your statement, not because of the surprise you were preparing for him, but for what you said about him staying at the district till late.

“What do you mean that he spends a lot of time at the district to make a good impression? He always leaves before me, actually he arrives earlier to complete the paperwork he usually leaves at the end of the shift.”

You were confused, you were really confused. What did that mean? If he usually left the district early in the evening, why he came home every night after 11 pm, when you were already sleeping?

“Uhm… he usually doesn’t come home before 11 pm.” You whispered, looking at Kim while your mind raced through all the nights you waited for him to come back home, before falling asleep because of the tiredness of the day at work.

“Y/n, i swear to God that he usually leaves at 7 pm, 8 pm if we’re up to something ‘till late.” Kim said, looking sadly at you, while something you didn’t want to admit passed through her mind.

“But… it doesn’t make sense.” You replied, shaking your head slightly. “What does he do between 7 pm and 11 pm then?”

The girl just shook his head, looking ad you sadly and placing her hand on yours, trying to reassure you in some ways. “Maybe it’s not something you have to worry about, maybe it’s just some stuff he had to do or, maybe, it’s just a bad moment for him. I remember he was like this when he suffered from PTSD.”

You nodded, but it didn’t make sense anyway. You remembered when Jay suffered from PTSD because you were always by his side, you were always there for him and you followed him step after step, trying to help him find his way out of it. It couldn’t be PTSD that time, you would have noticed immediately.

He wasn’t distressed like he was when he suffered from it, he was actually really happy and he was usually calm when he came back home.

It could be PTSD, but what was it then?”

“Sorry Kim, i have to go.” You whispered, looking at your phone and finding out it was just 9:30 pm; you had still plenty of time before he could have been home and you wanted to find out what was happening with your boyfriend, actually with your future husband.

“Don’t worry darling, it’s okay.” Kim whispered, smiling at you. “We’ll see each other soon, okay? Maybe you can come at the district one day and we can talk a little? Also Adam and Kevin missed you, you know. With all the preparations of the wedding, we didn’t see you around in a while.”

“Yeah, when i’m not at work at the hospital, i’m around the city trying some white dresses.” You sighed, wearing your jacket and placing some money on the table, paying for your own drink.

“I can imagine that. Don’t worry, really. I hope to see you again soon.” She smiled softly at you.

“I hope that too. Bye Kim, goodnight.”

You left the bar just ten minutes after and you immediately called the one and only that could have tracked Jay’s phone without a word: Mouse.

When he came back from the army, for the second time, you knew that it would have been difficult for him to start a new life again, especially after the first time. Jay helped him and, after some weeks in which he tried to convince him every single day, Mouse accepted to come back at the intelligence as a tech. It wasn’t an easy decision for him and it was strange at first, but he knew he had no better option and working with his friend was something he missed a lot.

He picked up the phone after the second ring.

“Hi! Look who showed up!” He smiled and laughed. “I was actually asking myself when you would have called me to give me the official invite to your wedding, you know? I would have asked Jay, but he i’m pretty sure is not as much involved in the preparations as you are, so…”

“Mouse, i need your favor.” You told him straight away. “I can’t find Jay and I’m worried. Can you please track his phone and tell where he is? And, can you do that without anyone knowing it?”

It was a strange request, especially since it went from you, but Mouse got it immediately and he started to track Jay’s phone straight away. He was actually scared for his friend, he was scared that Jay got into real trouble, maybe with the ptsd or something liked that, but there was no time for questions. He tracked his phone and he gave her the address after only three minutes.

“Thank you, Mouse. Sorry if i interrupted your evening. I have to go now and, don’t worry, I’ll handle the invite in person, okay?” You said, getting inside the car while looking at the address Mouse gave to you. It could be true, why was he there?

“Don’t worry, no problem at all. I’ll leave you now, i guess you’re busy… just, tell me if anything happened to him, okay?” He replied, making sure that everything was okay, making sure that you would have called him in case of trouble.

“I will, thanks Mouse.”

When he hung up, you started the car and you drove to the location he sent you; why the hell was Jay at his old apartment? Didn’t he sell it?

When you arrived at the location, you parked the car and you got out as soon as you could, going up the stairs and reaching his door just few minutes after. Fortunately, you still knew where he used to hide the key and you went for it, opening the door as silently as you could. The first thing you noticed when you entered was the emptiness of the room: there was nothing there other than some furnishings and still you didn’t understand why Jay was there.

Then, you noticed it.

Then, you noticed them: heels and they weren’t yours.

Your mouth became dry and you stopped breathing properly, trying to find an explanation for what you were seeing. You took some steps forward and your eyes fell on the jeans and t-shirts that were on the floor, all the way up to what it was Jay’s bedroom before he moved out. You took the hallway, starting to hear voices, moans you didn’t want to hear, moans you just wanted to be from your neighbors, even if you knew that they were elderly and it couldn’t have been them. Just at the front of the door, you saw them: panties and Jay’s boxer.

Your brain stopped working, you stopped breathing and your heart almost stopped beating; you just couldn’t understand what was happing, you couldn’t believed it.

You zoned out, like you couldn’t have been there, like you were just in a dream, a bad dream, a really bad one, then you came back to reality when you actually saw and hear them.

“Oh, Jay.” She moaned, begging him. “Please, faster.”

Hailey.

Jay’s partner.

“God, Hails…” Your boyfriend moaned, lowering himself on her to kiss her breast while fucking her. “I… shit… you feel so good around me.”

“Oh, J-Jay!” She moaned louder, unaware of your presence on the frame of the door, where you were watching them, without breathing.

Jay took Hailey’s legs and he put it on his own shoulder, increasing the pace.

“Yes, cum around me, baby. Cum for me, i love you.”

Surprisingly. It wasn’t watching him fucking her that destroyed you: it was his last three words, the same three words he said to you every morning before going to work, the same three words he said to you on the phone when he was to busy at work to come home, even if he was actually heading to his old apartment, when he was able to fuck his partner whenever he wanted to.

You stepped back silently, to broken to face the truth, to heart broken to face him.

You stepped back and you left without saying a word, without make noise; you went back inside your car and only then, when Hailey’s and Jay’s moans were far away from you, you started breathing again.

Tears were streaming down your cheeks from minutes probably, but you couldn’t notice it before and you were to shocked to dry off your tears: you just wanted to add as many distance as you could between you and the man you thought was the love of your life.

You didn’t even went back to your apartment, you couldn’t have handle being again in the house that would have been yours,the house in which you hoped you would have started a family with Jay. You didn’t go back to your apartment to collect all your belongings, you just left.

You left a message to your boss’ office regarding your resignation and you drove away.

Away from Jay.

Away from your apartment.

Away from the life you dreamed of with him.

Away from the love.

Away from the pain.

Away from Chicago.

[escapingrealtiylovinginsanity]

Greg “Mouse” Gerwitz (ft platonic!Jay Halstead): Not The Pizza Guy 

You swung the door open money in hand and paused at the man in front of you. “You're not the pizza guy.” He was leaning on the doorframe, his jacket damp from the night rain. His face, which had been furrowed in worry, was now caught between shock and disbelief. Your eyes fall to the badge clipped on his hip. You had thought that knock was a little loud and on the cop side. A smile comes to your lips, “You must be Jay,” 

“Yeah, I must be.” He agreed. You nodded at him and gestured into the apartment.  

“Did you want to come in? Greg is just in the shower.” It is strange for Jay to hear Mouse’s legal name. It’s even stranger to see you standing in front of him, all smiles, dressed in one of Mouse’s Star Wars sweatshirts and little else. You don’t wait for him to answer as you head back in. Jay hesitated before following you in and closing the door behind him. The living room was empty. Jay barely sees your ponytail rounding the corner as you call out Mouse’s name.  

Jay feels out of sorts. He had come over because he had been worried about his friend. It seemed like Mouse was falling back into old bad habits. He was blowing off team outings, constantly distracted by his phone, and had seemingly been in his own world. Jay's first and only thought had been that his friend was struggling with PTSD. He had feared that Mouse may have been slipping back into his former drug use. He had come intent on doing an intervention if need be. He had been planning what he would say, the options he had found, and even prepared to move Mouse in with him if he needed the extra support.  

Now he wasn’t sure how to respond. 

Mouse rounds the corner in sweats, toweling off his hair. He had clearly been alerted to Jay’s arrival. He had the grace to look guilty. “Hey buddy,” You walked back in now sporting a pair of black leggings under Mouse’s hoodie. There is a moment of quiet before another knock sounds at the door again. 

“Now that’s got to be the pizza.” You turn on your heel walking between the boys to head for the door.  

“Baby, for the sake of my peace of mind, please check who it is before you open the door this time. This is Chicago, not your small town.” You look back at your boyfriend smiling contritely. 

“Yeah, right, sorry.” They watched you head to the door. There is a brief pause and then, “You're not a murderer, right? You’re just the pizza guy?” Mouse rubs his hands over his eyes before pinching the bridge of his nose.  

“Her lack of self-preservation is going to take years off my life.”  

Before Jay can ask Mouse anything, you come back into the room with the pizza and a stack of paper plates. You give one to Mouse and then offer another to Jay. Soon you are all sitting in the living room eating pizza and the ball game is on the TV. Jay can’t focus on it and instead spends his time analyzing you and his old war buddy. Jay watches as Mouse throws his arm across the back of the couch and you lean into his side. You place a napkin on his leg, and he smiles down at you. There is a lightness in his friend, a warmth, a happiness that Jay hasn’t seen in a long time. He feels ridiculous for being so off base with how his friend was doing. 

And so fucking grateful he was wrong. 

Jay lingered after everyone had finished the food. You offer to make a pot of coffee and the boys accept. Mouse watches as you disappear into the kitchen. “She seems like a nice girl.” Mouse’s lips form an unconscious smile. 

“She is.” 

“Why didn’t you just tell me man? I was worried about you.” Mouse rubs the back of his neck scratching gently. He lifts his eyes from where they had been trained on the floor. 

“I know, I’m sorry. It was selfish but I just wanted to keep her to myself for a while. She’s so innocent. Untouched by the dark side of humanity.” Jay can see the struggle in Mouse’s eyes. The self-doubt and question of if he was worthy of something good.

Someone good.

Jay had seen it many times looking back at him in the mirror. “Her parents are still together, from a small town- never even locked her front door before she moved to Chicago- can you believe that? And she just-” Mouse threw his hands up as if he was trying to get a grasp on his own good fortune, “She walked into a cafe and right into my life. Just like that. Just like that man. I can’t even believe it. She's not anything like what I would have picked for myself.” Mouse chuckles, “She is so technologically challenged, it’s insane. I thought you guys at the precinct were bad, but it is nothing compared to her. And I can’t help but find it strangely adorable.” 

Jay put a hand on Mouse’s shoulder, squeezing it. “I’m happy for you buddy, really, I am. You deserve it. But you can’t hide her away forever. And everybody is going to want to meet her.” 

“I know.”

You come in holding a cup of coffee in each hand and creamer, and sugar tucked under your arm. You offer the cups to both men. “I didn’t know how you took your coffee.” You say in explanation and Jay looks amused as he takes the sugar from your arm and pours some into his cup. 

“Thanks, sweetheart,” Mouse takes a drink of his already doctored-up coffee. He meets eyes with Jay before taking a deep breath. “Hey, the intelligence team is getting together at Molly’s tomorrow night...Do you want to go? Meet everyone.” You smile brightly pressing a kiss to Mouse's cheek. 

“I’d love to meet your family.”              

[dandelionfairyyy]

Messy G. G.

Summary: just two lost souls finally finding peace in each others company

Pairing: Greg “Mouse” Gerwitz x fem!reader

Wordcount: 7,193 (I’m sorry 😭)

Triggerwaning: 16+ because of slight mention of: blood, torture, GSWs, panic attacks, use of drugs, underweight, mental struggle, trauma and death as well as explicit described sexual acts and possible incorrect description of certain things/feelings and possible writing mistakes

A/N: this piece turned out longer than I expected but I hope you still like it. And as a disclaimer or something: just to make it clear, I didn’t experienced any of this so I apologize for incorrect descriptions.

Red-stained water flows from your hands as you look at yourself in the mirror. Your face bears more stains and you have to close your eyes for a moment and breathe deeply to push back the memory as you continue to wash the red from your skin.

It's like dejà vu. Every time you clean up after painting, you feel transported back to the night three months ago.

There was red everywhere, as if one of your colours had tipped over, but your Ma had been clear when she had forbidden you to paint in the living room. And you had kept to it.

Your gaze wandered through the room of chaos and your breath was taken away when you spotted someone.

"Dad!"

You go down on your knees in front of him, pressing your hands on the gunshot wound in his chest from which blood was still running. Tears now ran down your cheeks as you remembered your mum and siblings.

"Where's Ma? And Olivia? And Wesley? Dad!"

Your dad made a strained groan and mumbled something. You moved your ear closer to his mouth and heard, "They took her... They wanted... Documents... Ma doesn't know anything about it... Bank... 273B..." You couldn't make sense of it, to you it all sounded like the confused ramblings of a dying man, but soon you realised that he was actually serious.

Agitated, you wash the red colour and salty tears from your cheeks. Your hands clench around the ceramics of your sink in an attempt to push back the panic attack.

They cannot hurt you. They cannot hurt you.

They know nothing about you...

With shaky hands, you open the small medicine compartment next to the mirror.

Shit!

You had smoked the last one the day before yesterday... frustrated, you slam the door again and grab your fanny pack with your money before heading to your new friend Johnny. The shivering slowly subsides. The cold winter air seems to help.

"Hey Sugar," he greets you with his typical flirty smirk.

"Quit it. I'm not in the mood. I need another five...'

Johnny looks at you with a raised eyebrow. "When we met you didn't want to know anything about the drugs and now you're one of my most loyal customers? What the hell happened to you?"

"Let's not talk about it," you suggest and take a few dollar notes out of your pocket.

Johnny presses the little bag into your hand and takes the money from you. "Hey, if you ever need something stronger, let me know."

"Don't give me any ideas."

Johnny playfully raises his hands defensively. "Just an offer." He looks at you again with concern. You've known each other for a few years now, travelled in the same circles and he's taken you to his heart. But you've only really had closer contact since the incident. That's why he was worried about you now. You hadn't told him what happened, you'd just asked him three months ago for something to quiet the mind and let you sleep. "Sugar, there's a party at one of my boys' on Friday night. Do you want to come?"

"I'll think about it." With those words, you turn around and make your way back to your little flat. Your flat... It belonged to your parents. It was bought as an investment at the time. Along with two others. For you and your siblings, should you want to move out. Now you have three flats and a house, as well as a flourishing family business worth millions, and you don't know what to do with it. And that's just what you know.

When you check the letterbox, there is another letter from your family's lawyer. You know what it says. That you should accept or reject the inheritance listed. That you have to take care of so many things you never wanted to worry about...

Closing the flat door with one foot, you make your way to the couch.

It doesn't take long and you have your "medicine" in stock again and you reach for the lighter on the small table.

The herbal taste spreads through your mouth after the first hit. After the third, you finally start to feel the marijuana. The comforting blanket wraps around your thoughts and they finally quiet down. The traumatic images from three months ago blur into a simple mist in your mind and you breathe a sigh of relief.

Knowing that hunger will soon set in, you make your way to the kitchen with the joint between your lips and take a look in the fridge.

Margarita, your parents' housekeeper, who is now looking after you, has put something in the fridge for you. Reading the little message lying next to it, you start to heat it up in the pan.

Because I know you won't cook anything anyway, I took the liberty of preparing something for you. You really should eat more, child.

You smirk.

Margarita has been working for your family for more than twenty years, taking care of the household and you and your siblings as children. Now there is only you left for her to take care of. You take another drag and these thoughts also fall completely silent.

Instead, you focus on the food.

Margarita's food was always incredible, but with the effect of the marijuana it is even better. Smiling contentedly, you eat in complete silence before fatigue sets in soon after.

Yawning, you plod barefoot from the kitchen back to the couch.

Next to the pillow lies the little sheep that you have had as a cuddly toy since birth. If someone asked you, you would deny that you still sleep with a cuddly toy, but since what happened three months ago, the little sheep has given you comfort when no one else could.

You lovingly hug the fluffy thing to you and finally close your eyes to fall asleep shortly afterwards.

Your flat actually consists of three rooms. A bedroom, a study and a living room.

But two of the three rooms are empty. The walls are bare and there is not a single piece of furniture in them. Only in the living room is a couch where you sleep and a table next to it. Otherwise, the boxes that Margarita packed for you from the house are standing around. You haven't even opened most of them. Everything in them reminds you of something that is no longer there.

Friday morning you finally stand in front of the mirror and look at yourself. You have lost a lot of weight after the incident, but thanks to Margarita, who forced you to eat more in the beginning, your clothes start to fit again.

You no longer wear your belts in the last hole, your T-shirts no longer hang down like sacks. Your hair looks fuller and healthier again.

Maybe you should make a change?

After a moment's thought, you call Margarita. And only thirty minutes later she is standing in front of your flat with hair dye.

"Are you sure, dear?" she asks in her Russian accent for the third time and lowers the scissors again. "Your beautiful hair..." When you were little, she made you pigtails every morning. Sometimes one, sometimes two. Sometimes braided, sometimes not. And every day she admired your full and soft hair.

By now you can do most of the braids on your own. But in the last few months you have neglected yourself. This is also noticeable in your hair.

"Yes, Margarita. I'm sure of it. And don't worry. It will grow back anyway..." you reply with a grin and watch as she takes a strand of your hair, applies the scissors and squints. You hear the sound of the scissors cutting through your hair. There is no turning back now.

Three hours later, you're standing in front of the mirror again and looking at your new hairstyle.

The dark brown has turned into a light blonde and your hair is much shorter. Before it almost reached your bottom, now it doesn't even reach your shoulder. The end just hovers over it. You didn't know how heavy hair can actually be.

"Wow...", you say and run your fingers through your new hair. You part your hair in the middle, make a side parting, and finally bites your lower lip with an admiring smile.

"You look great, love," she confirms to you and as you turn to thank her, she sees for the first time the glow in your eyes again for three months.

She hopes so much that you will slowly get back on your feet. You are like a daughter to her. She has watched you grow up and looked after you when your parents were busy again. So it hurts her heart every time to see you the way you are. You are lost. Lost in a world where you don't belong, where you never wanted to belong.

How she would love to take this burden off your shoulders, but she could not. All she can do is stand by your side and help when it is needed. But first you have to find your footing again.

After another look in the mirror, you decide to go to that party Johnny invited you to. While Margarita tidies up the flat again, you carelessly go through the boxes of expensive clothes.

Finally, you're back in front of the mirror in a pair of ripped jeans and a crop top. You look at yourself with a smile.

"You look like an angel," Margarita says as she leans against the doorframe, watching you.

You would not describe yourself as an angel, but as beautiful.

It has been a long time since you felt yourself to be beautiful. You see in the eyes of your old friend and housekeeper the hope that you wanted to feel so much. You no longer want to be this wreck, this shadow of yourself. But you are now in this new world where you never wanted to belong. And you don't know how to find your footing in it.

Shaking your head, you push the thoughts aside and thank Margarita again with a kiss on the cheek. You still ask her for one last favour, because you have to get to the party somehow.

"Sugar, what a surprise. I didn't expect to see you." "Well, if you want, I can leave again..." you joke.

Johnny smiles and grabs your hand to pull you into the house and his arms. "You look hot by the way", he whispers in your ear and places a kiss on your temple.

"Whatever," you dismiss the compliment with a little laugh and let yourself join the group of other partygoers.

"Hey guys, this is Y/N," Johnny introduces you and drops onto one of the couches. He pulls you with him onto his lap.

"You wish, Johnny. Keep your hands off. I am your customer, not your girlfriend, Sugar." You emphasise the pet name, which he always uses for you, especially.

"Worth a try, isn't it?"

You let your gaze wander around the room. Apart from Johnny, there are four other men sitting in the room. spread out the couches. "You call this a party? Or is this just the warm-up round?" you finally ask.

"I didn't know if you'd really come and how much of a party animal you are." Had he really done that just for you?

"Since when do you care how I am?" you ask him, poking him in the side.

"Some people I just like to take care of.

You look at him with raised eyebrows and don't respond further to his comment. Instead you say, "You didn't answer my question?"

"Hey Timothy, send out a message that there's a party here at short notice," Johnny gives to one of the other guests.

"You got it, boss."

"You'll have your party in an hour," Johnny promises and you smile. He leans forward a little and finally presses his lips to yours. You allow it for a few seconds before you release and place a finger on his lips, shaking your head.

"Nice try." You turn away from him and disappear into the bathroom.

A few deep breaths, a little water over your forearms and you're all better.

When you come back, you don't sit down next to Johnny again, but on the sofa opposite him. You need some space between you and him.

You like Johnny, he's a good friend, you can count on him, but he wants something from you. He makes no secret of it, but he doesn't understand that you don't want anything from him.

Now you are sitting next to a lanky young man, about your age, maybe a little older. With your back against the armrest, you casually put your legs diagonally across his, eliciting an overwhelmed "oh... okay" from him before you say, "Johnny didn't introduce us. I'm Y/N." You reach out your hand to him.

He takes it and introduces himself as "Mouse". You look at him in amazement. "Mouse?"

"Actually it's Greg, Mouse is a ridiculous nickname, but I've come to terms with it. Nice to meet you, Y/N."

"Nice to meet you too."

As Johnny promised, less than an hour later there was a party going on in the house. Music booms muffled from the big room into the smaller one where you are still sitting on the couch with Mouse. He's thawed out enough by now that he had his hands on your thighs to keep your legs from sliding down.

You feel Johnny's jealous gaze on you, but try to ignore it as much as possible.

"Hey Mouse. Are you also part of Johnny's business?" you finally ask curiously. To be honest, he doesn't really look like a dealer, more like a customer.

"I would rather say business partner.”

You look at him curiously.

"He introduces me to people who I then work for. I'm a computer crack."

"Oh. That's cool. I don't have anything to do with it. I'm totally incompetent at it. My talents lie elsewhere."

"It's not that hard. What do you do?"

"Y/N has divine hands...", Johnny comments and one of the men laughs quietly in the background.

"You bet," you hear and roll your eyes. Thanks to a former girlfriend, you now have that reputation gone...

"So I'm an artist," you clarify. "Johnny also introduces me to people I work for. I've painted one or two forgeries of famous works of art. There's even one hanging in the museum here in Chicago." You wink at him with a proud grin. "But most of the works are my own."

"Are you selling them?"

"Some. I was organising an exhibition where I could sell the works. Sort of a silent auction." You shrug your shoulders as if to dismiss the subject.

"What happened to that?"

"Something's come up," you dodge the question and instead reach for his beer bottle to take a sip of it.

As soon as the tingling liquid hits your taste buds, you contort your face.

"Yuck. How can you drink that. That's super disgusting."

Mouse laughs and takes the bottle from you again to drink a sip from it himself.

For the rest of the evening you talk about different things. It feels easy with him, like you can finally be you again. As if you had found an anchor to swim back to the surface. But you push back the budding sense of security. People come and go all the time. You've had to learn that the hard way. And they always want something from you.

"Hey, what's with the sad face all of a sudden?" asks Mouse in a soft voice, lifting your head with his index finger under your chin until you look at him. You have the feeling that he is really interested in your answer. It has been a long time since a person was really interested in you. So far, they've all wanted something from you in return. To buy something, to borrow money, to introduce someone to them, to sleep with them. But Mouse seems to be interested in you and you alone.

Tears come to your eyes and you have to take a deep breath. You put your head back and have to blink a few times until you can control yourself again.

"Do you know when the bad thoughts get too loud? And you don't know where you are, what's real and what's imaginary? What exactly is your mind playing you now and what is really there?"

"That pretty much sums up what I went through some time ago."

The tears were back and burning in your eyes, threatening to run down your cheeks.

"Have you figured out how to get rid of it?"

He shakes his head. "Not really. But it gets easier with time, you learn to live with it. I can promise you that." You nod and look at him with a sad smile.

"God. I'm so pathetic.

"Hey, don't say that. You're amazing. From what I've heard of you so far." With more affectionate words he tries to make you feel better and the only appropriate response that comes to your mind is to kiss him.

You lean forward and simply place your lips on his, silencing him.

You sense that he is surprised and overwhelmed by your reaction, which is why you withdraw again.

"I’m sorry," you say apologetically and pinch your lips together a little. Actually, you're not sorry, it felt too good.

"Don't be," he replies now, putting down his beer bottle and pulling you closer again.

His hands on your cheeks, he puts his lips on yours again and begins to kiss you.

You change position a little until you are sitting astride his lap. His hands now on your back and in your hair, your arms around his neck, your hands also running through his hair, you kiss each other deeply.

You dare to let go. You feel that it's okay, that it's the right thing to do, you just let go and the tears trickle down your cheeks while Mouse holds you, is your anchor to reality, so that you don't get lost in the whirlpool. The images you constantly see in front of you just pass by this time, have no effect on you, because Mouse's is stronger. You feel light, safe and secure in his arms, even though you hardly know him.

Your kiss becomes more intimate, more demanding and you receive his tongue with yours. Then your head is empty.

There is nothing more. Just you and this stranger who has this incredible effect on you.

Finally, you break away breathlessly and just look into each other's eyes. You notice that he can't hold eye contact for long, but that's okay. You know... you have experienced first-hand the effects trauma can have. Your fingers begin to trace his contours.

He makes you feel like you've never felt before. You don't have to say a word. It is as if your looks communicate everything.

Gently he wipes your tears from your cheeks. You nod slightly at his questioning look. Yes, you feel much better now.

"Thank you," you form with your lips. A small smirk settles on his and you lean forward again to kiss him once more. This time it's different. You no longer seek a hold on him, this time it's a "thank you".

Your kiss is gentle, careful and sensual.

If someone had told you this morning what was happening, you would have said that they were nuts. You still can't quite understand how this one person can have such power over you. That this one person can simply silence your thoughts like that.

Time passed, you're sitting next to Mouse again. Your legs crossed his as Johnny brought you not only a cup of Coke but also a joint. You throw him a kissing hand.

After lighting the cigarette, you hold it out to Mouse, offering it to him. He takes a drag while you hold the joint before you take one too.

You blow out the smoke upwards with relish.

A few puffs later, you lean forward again a little until your lips are almost touching and you inhale his smoke before exhaling it back upwards.

"Hey Y/N...", you hear someone's voice before the owner enters the room, just as you inhale Mouse's smoke one more time. "..Johnny said you were here... And apparently you're busy."

You make a grumbling noise, detach yourself from Mouse and blow the smoke back upwards. "Just what I need..." you mutter, before turning to face her. Even through the wonderful fog of the Weed, you are pissed off by the presence of this horrible person. Inconspicuously, you squeeze Mouse's hand tightly, again looking for support, before finally letting go and standing up.

"Genevieve..." you reply, looking at her with a fake smile.

"It's good to see you again. Hey. I'm sorry about what happened."

"Please, don't talk about it and say what you want." Your voice is cold and distant.

"I wanted to apologise for my behaviour. I know it was not correct of me."

You laugh in disbelief. "You embarrassed me in front of everyone, Genevieve. That's not something you just shrug off with an 'I'm sorry'."

"I know that. That's why I want to make it up to you. Tell me what to do."

"Would you do what you put me through?" She remains silent and you snort snidely before taking another step back. You need distance between you. "Of course you wouldn't. After all, then your great image would be tarnished. The great benefactor Genevieve..." you scoff, before adding: "You make me sick."

You see her expression stiffen. "And you are a slut! You slept with my boyfriend even though you knew he was MY boyfriend!" There she is, the real Genevieve, as she lives and breathes. You knew she had this side in her, but you never expected to feel it yourself.

Your hands clench into fists and you feel your fingernails digging into your skin. The pain helps you to stay calm as much as possible.

"Excuse me? That was some pretty lie he breathed into your ear. I told him I didn't want anything from him! Do you think he cared? You know what he told me? That you were too innocent, too willing. Too boring. I slapped him and told him not to talk about my best friend like that in front of me. He then tried to rape me! So much for your perfect Richard and the evil evil Y/N!", you rage.

Shocked, she looks at you before regaining her composure. "Liar!" she hisses, then looks at Mouse. "Have fun with that bitch. Make sure she doesn't end up cheating on you with your best friend."

You gasp in indignation and shock at her impudence. Your former best friend turns around and disappears again.

One more time you have to take a deep breath.

"Wow... that was intense," you hear Mouse suddenly standing behind you. You notice how you immediately become calmer as soon as you feel him behind you.

"Welcome to the young high society of Chicago," you murmur and turn to him. "I'm sorry you overheard that."

"Hev. I want you to know that I don't believe a word she says."

You smile sadly. "Then you're the first. Even Johnny thinks I'm the evil whore in the story."

"Well. I think you're just lost and need someone to believe in you again."

"And you're saying that someone is you?"

"Maybe," Mouse replies with a grin.

You have to laugh and gently bite your lower lip, slightly swollen from your kiss, as you look up at him.

"Are you coming?"

"Where?"

"Get some fresh air, go to the other side of the world, or go to a diner and eat something. Just get away from here."

He takes your hand in his again and intertwines his fingers with yours.

"Where are you going?" he just asks.

You feel a tingle in your stomach as he smiles at you and you have to swallow.

You say goodbye to Johnny with a simple wave before leaving the house with Mouse by the hand.

A car on the other side of the road flashes its lights as soon as you are out of the front gate and you roll your eyes, while you mumble, "Margarita…”

Nevertheless, you walk with Mouse towards the black car with the tinted windows.

"Wow... are you super rich or something?" asks Mouse wryly.

"Please don't remind me,” you only reply, as Peter, your family's long-time driver, gets out and holds the door open.

"Miss Y/L/N," he greets you with a nod as you tell Mouse to get in. "Hey Pete," you say back and get into the car as well.

"Where to, Miss Y/L/N?"

"Hannah's Diner," you reply and Peter nods before pulling out of the parking space.

Next to you, you sense that Mouse would like to bombard you with a thousand questions, but he refrains.

You sigh and lean your head against his shoulder.

"I hate it," you admit.

In response, Mouse squeezes your hand.

You never wanted your family's money. Even though you got a lot of pocket money, you never touched it. Since you were 16 and allowed to work, you worked in a diner and earned your few bucks. Everything you bought since then, you always bought with your own money.

Until the incident three months ago, you worked at Hannah's Diner. But since then you have hardly left your flat. Hannah, who has become a friend over time, has been there for you and said that you can take as much time off as you want and when you are ready and willing, you can start working for her again.

Together with Mouse, you sit down at one of the tables and wait for Hannah to come

It was already late, but the diner was open 24/7. "Okay. What do you want?" you ask, "it's on me." Seeing the look on his face, you add, "Do me a favour and let me pay." After another look into your eyes, he nods. "Okay."

You are suddenly absolutely exhausted. The encounter with Genevieve has robbed you of all the strength you had today.

"Y/N. Good to see you again," you are finally greeted by Hannah with a smile. You return it and stand up to be pulled into a hug.

"How are you?" she asks, looking at you with concern.

You shrug your shoulders. "I'm still alive..."

Hannah's smile turns sad and compassionate. "Well, that's a start." She puts a hand on your shoulder as you sit back down across from Mouse. "What can I get you two?"

Once your milkshakes and fries are brought, Mouse begins to tell. "I was in the army, 3rd Battalion 75th Ranger Regiment. I did two tours in Afghanistan. When I came back, my best friend who I met on deployment and I were a total mess. There are things I don't want to think about anymore, there are things that are constantly in my head. You learn to live with it. The images eventually become less deterrent."

"What happened?" you ask cautiously.

"During my last tour... there was a convoy... Jay and I were in the first Humvee and then..." You can see him bobbing his leg restlessly as he tells the story, his fingers drumming on the table. "I thought that was it for me. Jay and I are about the only ones who got out of there alive."

"I'm sorry you had to go through that." You are silent for a moment and take a deep sip of your Strawberry milkshake before you decide to tell him about you.

"My family is... was...", you correct yourself, "actually super rich. The company my dad started after he invented something for computers or something that's now in pretty much every mobile device is incredibly huge. I honestly have no idea about the whole… thing" you run your fingers through your hair. It's still unfamiliar that it's now so short and, more importantly, so light. "He produces it himself, sells it himself. At least he did... He was tinkering with something newer, better, when he got mugged." You start to stir your milkshake with the straw, totally captured in your thoughts. "Someone tried to steal his designs. When he didn't hand them over, they shot and kidnapped my Ma and siblings. They blackmailed them to get the designs. But they knew nothing about it. Dad had never said anything about it." Tears burn in your eyes again. "I’ve found them...” Mouse carefully reaches across the table for your hand and brings you back from the memory.

You lift your gaze and meet his bright blue eyes. "Now I've inherited everything and have no idea where to go or what to do," you admit quietly. "The police never found the… offenders”

Mouse said nothing. He didn't have to say anything. Because nothing he could have said would have made you feel better. So you both remained silent for a moment while he still held your hand and gently caressed your skin with his thumb.

"Thank you for telling me," he finally says and you can't help but smile sadly at him.

"Okay. Let's talk about something else. Something nice..", you finally change the subject and force a liberated smile on your lips. "Tell me about your friend you mentioned, Jay. He seems important to you."

Mouse's expression brightens and he begins to smile honestly.

"Jay... we met in the army. Now he's with the CPD. He's managed to land on his feet. I.. well.."

"You can do it too. You just need someone who believes in you and gives you a chance."

"Yes. Maybe..."

"Okay. Crazy idea: we help each other get back on our feet." "And how do you imagine that?" He looks at you with interest.

"I don't know yet. But you can try, can't you?" "Okay. Let's try.”

After you have eaten and paid, you leave the diner again. "Do you want Pete to take you home? Or you can come upstairs. Then Pete can call it a night..”.

"Would be interested to see what an artist's flat looks like."

You snort in amusement. "Yes, don't expect too much. The artist hasn't moved in yet."

You get into the lift.

"Okay. All expectations are at zero. I promise," Mouse replies now and you have to laugh.

It's the first time in three months that you've really had an honest laugh.

"You have a very nice laugh," Mouse now says quietly.

"Thank you. I think that was the first time I laughed since the incident."

"Then I am honoured to be the first to hear it."

Again you giggle at his silliness.

The lift has arrived at the floor with your flat and you pull Mouse behind you down the corridor.

Once in your flat, Mouse looks around a bit. There is not much to see.

"I... haven't gotten around to decorating the flat yet," you now admit a little uncertainly and disappear into the kitchen.

"Since I don't drink beer, I only have wine in the fridge. But you get to decide which wine we head." You list a few varieties and as you look up, you meet Mouse's puzzled gaze, which makes you grin in amusement again.

"Just take any."

With a bottle of lovely white wine and two glasses in your hand, you go back into the living room and flop down on the couch.

"Sit down. I honestly have no idea what it is, Margarita got it for me...", you admit, and hand Mouse a glass with the alcohol.

Instead of sitting down, Mouse looks at the canvases that are standing around. Still lifes, landscapes. Chicago's skyline, portraits.

"That looks incredible. You should definitely exhibit it."

"Sometime, maybe. My parents were organising something when... well…”

Mouse nods in understanding.

"Hey, you want to try painting something?", you ask

"Oh no. I'd rather stick to my computer stuff."

"Come on. I'll help you." You direct him to the small stool that stands in front of your easel. "This is what I'm working on right now."

"Woah, no, I'm not touching that."

"No really. It didn't turn out so well anyway. I'll probably paint it over later."

"What?"

"Yeah, go on. What would you say is missing from this picture?"

You had painted an avenue where people were walking.

"Maybe make flowers out of the greenery? Then it doesn't look quite so gloomy.

"Okay." You stand behind Mouse, prepare the mixing palette and select a brush. "You do the flowers with dabs on the side."

You put the brush in his hand, put yours over it and guide it. Dab, dab, dab.

After a few dabs, you look at it and say with satisfaction: "Here. Now you try it on your own”

When Mouse did it alone, it didn't look as good as when you did it. But it wasn't a complete disaster either, which you consider a victory.

At some point, he taps his finger in the pink colour and taps you on the nose with it.

Outraged and surprised, you look at him before doing the same to him until you are both full of colour and end up laughing on the floor.

Over the next few weeks you and Mouse meet more often, regularly, sometimes he just sits on your couch and watches you paint, intently sticking your tongue out slightly, sometimes you watch him hacking in with ease somewhere to do something for Johnny's friends.

One day, your family's lawyer is at your door.

"Miss Y/L/N. It is time for you to attend to your duties. There are legal matters that we need to clarify." Mouse puts on his jacket and wants to leave, but you grab his hand. "Please stay." A look into your eyes is enough for him to nod and hang his jacket back up on the coat rack.

"Y/N. Once again, I would like to express my fullest condolences for your loss and for having to burden you with the legal stuff now."

"Thank you."

First he addresses the fact that you have still not accepted or renounced the inheritance. He lists all the things that are involved.

The house, the flats, the business, all the money of your parents and siblings. Mouse's ears almost fell off when he heard the buzzing.

"We can of course sell the house as well as the flats and the business."

"No. The company was Dad's life's work. It should continue to bear the name Y/L/N. Just hire someone competent to handle everything so far."

"I'II take care of it," promises Felix, the lawyer. "Then the properties." "Let's rent them out to people with little money..." Felix also makes a note of this.

"I want to donate most of the money..."

"Where?"

"'I’ll think about it.”

"Alright. Then I have everything for now. I'll get back to you." "Okay."

"You really are super rich”, Mouse said as soon as Felix was out the door.

"I don't want the money... What am I supposed to do with it? I can't spend as much as the company takes in. I probably donate monthly to women's shelters and children's homes or something.”

Mouse gently reaches for your hand and finally pulls you into a hug before the tears start running again.

Carefully he pulls you with him to the couch and onto his lap.

Shortly after your tears have dried up, Mouse feels you fall asleep and he smiles slightly.

In the last few weeks you have become so important to each other and you feel you have never told Mouse what it actually means to you that he is with you.

"Mouse... thank you..."

"For what?"

"That you're here. I... I was lost. Lost my footing and then I met you and... you became my anchor. I'm... I'm starting to be me again. Finding myself again."

He looks at you for a moment before he takes your hand and pulls you to him. The next moment his lips are on yours.

It doesn't take you long to recover from the surprise and you return the kiss. You open your lips slightly and receive his tongue, just like the night you met. But this time, when his tongue touches yours, a soft moan escapes you. You feel his little smirk against your lips. But at this moment you don't care.

Your hands run over his upper body and finally disappear under his T-shirt. You explore his chest and trace the contours of his muscles along his stomach. You tug lightly and he takes the hint and takes off his T-shirt before kissing you again without hesitation. His hands now roam over your body as well. Exploring every inch with such attentiveness to your reactions that you feel butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

Finally, you take off your T-shirt and Mouse takes a few seconds to admire your body. Your breasts are still hidden in your favourite bra.

Mouse lifts his gaze to your eyes. "May I?"

Your heart does a somersault. Mouse is not the first man you have slept with, but he is the first to ask you if he can do something. Unable to speak, you nod and bring his hands to your breasts and behind your back. Even though he can't look you in the eye for long, he watches your reaction very closely and as he slips the straps off your shoulders, goose bumps spread over your arms as his fingers touch you.

Kissing you again, still so lovingly, as if he were afraid you would break if he were too forceful, his hands wrap around your breasts and he begins to massage them.

His thumb strokes your hard nipples and you let out another moan as you begin to explore his mouth with your tongue.

Your excited moan shoots straight between his loins.

God, he wants you, so much, but even more he wants you to feel good, which is why he ignores the pulsing in his pants and continues to focus on you.

His hands go under your thighs and he looks at you briefly, the sign that you should jump. You wrap your legs around his hips and feel his hardness pressing against your middle.

The next moment, Mouse holds you between him and the wall, his lips now exploring your neck. With your eyes closed, you put your head to the side a little to give him more space.

He sucks a little on your skin, and leaves a little hickey.

An excited gasp escapes your throat and in response, he presses his hips a little harder against yours, only to have you moan lustily this time. "Fuck, Mouse..." you breathe as his lips reach your breast and cup your hard nipple.

Your head is swept clean as he begins to gently nibble, suck and lick over it.

Your hands are in his hair again, already you are searching for support in the storm of lust that threatens to take you in and you haven't even really started yet.

Each of his touches sends flashes of pleasure through your body, gathering in your centre and making you so fucking wet.

Finally, he sets you back down on the floor and his lips continue to travel down your body, over your belly to the waistband of your pants.

A loud shrill sound snaps you out of your frenzy of lust as a mobile phone begins to ring and you make a soft, agonised sound.

You want to ignore it, but it won't stop ringing.

Finally, Mouse, visibly annoyed about the interruption, breaks away from you and reaches for the phone on the table. "You've picked possibly the worst possible time, Halstead. I hope it's urgent."

You have to stifle a laugh as you hand him his shirt and put yours back on as well.

"Yes, in ten minutes, l'lI be there," you hear him say before he hangs up and looks at you apologetically. "Jay has some problem I need to help him with urgently, which of course couldn't wait." You nod in understanding and give him a breathtaking kiss goodbye.

The more time you spend with Mouse, the more you become yourself again. Margarita notices this too and confronts him when she happens to be in the flat while you and Mouse are there.

"Child, don't you want to start making your flat a home so that you no longer have to sleep in a storeroom?" she asks you, pointing to the boxes still standing around.

"Yeah, maybe I should start doing that, shouldn't I?"

When you then go to the kitchen to get something to drink, Margarita confronts Mouse: "If you hurt her, I'll make your life hell. She likes you and you are good for her, so don't ever let her go."

Then she turns to you as you re-enter the living room and says: "A nice young man you've caught yourself. I'II leave you to it then. Food is in the fridge, have a nice day." With a frown, you watch the woman scurry out of the front door.

"What was that?"

"I don't know what you mean," Mouse replies.

You shrug it off and change the subject. "Hey, about the flat furnishings...maybe you'd like to come with me?" You look at him with begging puppy eyes, which you know by now he cannot resist.

Your parents always had designer furniture everywhere and everything was made of very expensive material. You don't care, if you're honest, which is why you just decide according to what looks nicest to you. You notice how you think of your parents and don't immediately lose your grip. A small smile comes to your lips. Of course you still grieve and miss your family, that probably won't change, but it no longer paralyses you. You learn to live with it.

And Mouse has contributed a great deal to your healing, you are very sure of that, which is why you now take his hand and intertwine your fingers

A small smile also appears on his lips.

When you arrive in the bed department, you stand in front of a model and bite your lower lip, an idea forming in your head before you look at Mouse

"You know, you can't really try out the beds here. Just imagine, when you get home you realise that it's totally uncomfortable or impractical? If only you could try it out...." You look up at him meaningfully and he begins to laugh softly.

He understands what you are implying and looks at you with a raised eyebrow, before suggesting, "What do you say we come back later?"

"I think that's a great idea," you reply, stealing a small kiss from his lips.

…to be continued

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Chapter 12- I Miss You

The One -[Jay Halstead X Matt Casey]

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Elle’s POV

“So have you spoken to Jay” Stella asked. “Why would I” I said. “I mean maybe he’s sorry” Stella said. “Elena we have a call at the police headquarters ” Kelly said. “The police headquarters” I asked. “Yeah something about a bomb threat they need our expertise” Kelly said. “Alright” I said. “We can take my car” Kelly said.

“So just us” I said. “Yeah we are the only two who actually took the courses” Kelly said. “This should be fun” I said. We drove to the police headquarters and then went up to some meeting room. As soon as we turned the corner I saw my Dad. So I knew Jay would be there too. “Great” I said.

“Look put whatever you have aside okay we aren’t doing drama” Kelly said. “Copy that” I said. We walked in through the doors. “Ah there they are some of the city’s finest firefighters” Dad said. “Nice to meet you” the director said. “This is my daughter Elena Voight and her boss Kelly Severide” Dad said.

“Your daughter wow she grew up” the man said. “That she did” he said I smiled. “So what do you need our help with” Kelly asked. “Well we found a bomb earlier today and we think they are planning more attacks” he said.

“We do know what they already did one earlier today at a festival” Jay added. “Was anyone else hurt” I said looking at my dad. “We do have a missing police officer” Kim said. “He was working detail with Kim and disappeared” Adam said. “Maybe he’s a part of this” I said.

“No I know him he’d never do this” Kim said. “Sometimes people aren’t as them seem” I said looking at Jay. “So why do you need us” Kelly said. “Your experts in this stuff tell us what’s in it and how it was made” the director added. “Maybe we can figure out how to stop the next one” he said.

“Well one of them can work on it we do need backup” Adam said. “I’ll stay Elena” Kelly said. “Kelly” I said. “No you’ve got a better handle on the police thing so” Kelly said. “Elena go with Halstead” Dad said. “Dad” I said. “No complaints go” Dad said.

We then walked downstairs to the parking garage. Of course I had to be stuck with him.

“Come on”Jay said. “For the record I hate this idea” I said walking in front of him. “Elena I’ve told you I’m sorry multiple times” Jay said. “I don’t wanna hear this” I said getting into the passenger seat of his car.

(Crystal Reed as Elena Voight)

“You know your one of the most stubborn people I know” Jay said. “Just drive Jay” I said. “I’m just saying you are” he said stopping at a red light. “God why do I get roped into these things” I said. “Elle did you ever stop and think it’s because your good at what you do” Jay said.

“Jay” I said softly. “You are Elena you made Squad despite everyone at the academy telling you aren’t good enough” Jay said stopping the car. “Your an amazing firefighter Elena you’ve saved so many lives” Jay said putting a hand on mine.

“Yeah and what about the ones I didn’t Jay how do you cope with that” I said. “Think about the people you will save and the lives you’ll change” he said. I teared up. “I just” I said he hugged me tightly. “I know” Jay said. “Hey Halstead we got something” Adam said over the radio.

“Yeah what do you got” Jay said back. “We found the guy Atwater is bringing him in” Adam said. “Copy that” Jay said. “Sorry” I said. “No don’t apologize Elle just know I’m here for you” Jay said. “I appreciate that” I said he smiled.

“Want me to drop you back off at the firehouse” Jay asked. “Yeah that’s fine” I said. We drove back to the firehouse. He parked off to the side in the driveway. “Maybe we can talk later about everything tonight” Jay said. “Ummm.. yeah I’d like that” I said. “So I’ll see you tonight” Jay said. “I’ll see you” I said getting out. I watched as he drove off.

I then walked into the firehouse to see Matt talking to Otis.

“Hey how’d it go” Matt said. “Good I think” I said. “Well you were the right person for it” Matt said. “I’ll go over there I can feel the weirdness” Otis said walking over to the Squad table.

“He’s right there is a weirdness” I said. “Well we did kiss so” Matt said. “Yeah I know but” I said. “There’s always a but” Matt said. “I can’t do that Matt I wouldn’t to Gabby” I said. “And you still love him” Matt said. “I just” I said sighing. “No it’s alright you don’t have to explain yourself” Matt said.

“Well I gotta go take care of some stuff” I said. “Yeah so I’ll see you tonight at Mollys” Matt asked. “Rain check I got somewhere to be” I said. “Holding you to it Voight” Matt said.

Later…

Before I went to see Jay I stopped by the cemetery to see Jimmy. It had been almost seven months since he passed away. So I had brought flowers. Even though it had just began to snow. I knew I had to see him.

I got out of my car and walked over to his grave. They buried him beside his older brother.

“I don’t know how these things work” I said setting the flowers down on his headstone. “But I do know that I forgive you for everything” I said. “And I’ve been trying to forgive myself and it’s hard” I said tearing up. “Everyday I wonder if there was more I could’ve done to protect you” I said.

“You were one of my closest friends and I let you go down this path” I said wiping my tear. “I know I should’ve done more and I’m sorry” I said putting a hand on the headstone. “If your out there somewhere I hope your happier just know I miss you” I said softly. “And that the firehouse isn’t the same without you” I said.

“I really am sorry for being a shitty friend” I said. “Well I should be going but say hi to Justin for me” I said. I then drove away and drove to Jays. I walked up to his apartment and knocked on the door.

“Hey Elena thought we were meeting at Mollys” Jay said. “No I just wanted to stay in if that’s okay” I said. “Sure yeah” he said I walked into his apartment. “Before we talk or say anything I need to tell you something” I said he shut the door.

“What’s up” he said sitting on his couch. “Matt kissed me the other night” I said. “As in Matt Casey” he asked. “Yeah and I don’t feel anything for him I guess seeing you today made me realize” I said. “I’m telling you because I want this to work ,I want us to trust each other” I said.

“I do trust you Elle” he said cupping my cheek. “You know I love you right” I said. “I know” he said. “And Elena… I love you” Jay said. “Yeah” I said. “Yeah I do” he said I kissed him. “So movie night and pizza” Jay said.

“I’m so down for that” I said. “Good and wings I guess because you love them” he said I smiled. “You know me so well” I said.

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Forgive Us

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz x Reader x Jay Halstead/Gerstead x Reader

When one of your boys is taken hostage and you don't find out until it's almost over they know they gotta earn your forgiveness

Pretty much smut...not gonna lie

Normally you woke up to either the shrill sound of the alarm going off or one of your boyfriends gently waking you up. It was a rare occurrence you managed to wake up before them. Today was one of those rare occurrences. You woke up with your back tucked against Jay’s chest and Mouse turned on his side facing you, fast asleep. He had one hand tucked up on the pillow next to him and you couldn’t resist the urge to touch him. 

He was so damn gorgeous, especially when he was relaxed. You reached a hand out and gently ran your finger up the side of his jaw then behind his ear, tucking some of the locks that had gotten a little wild from his usual styled look. His eyes slowly opened, a smile slipping onto his face “Good morning beautiful”  You smiled “Good morning” 

You felt his hand slip down to hook over your hip, pulling you closer before he brushed his lips against yours in a gentle kiss. You sighed against his mouth, giving him the chance to deepen the kiss as he tugged you under him. You moaned lightly when he rolled his hips down against yours “Well that’s a little rude that I don’t even get an invitation” 

He laughed lightly, dropping his head against your shoulder as you cut your eyes up into Jay’s blue eyes and grinning face. The way his eyelashes kissed the freckles splashed across his cheeks always made you want to stare at them for hours. He was equally gorgeous. There were so many times you had no freaking clue what the two of them were even doing with you. “Didn’t realize you were awake baby, c’mere” 

Mouse moved to kiss down your left shoulder, licking and nibbling at the skin as Jay’s lips caught yours in a hungry kiss, tongue wandering into your mouth as his hand gripped your chin to hold you in place. Mouse’s hands began to wander lower on your body, slipping under the sleep shorts you’d worn to bed to tease at your clit while Jay’s slipped under your tank top, rolling a nipple between two fingers. You gasped lightly from the mixture of sensations, Mouse’s slow calculated movements and Jay’s sharp pinches soothed by the warm palm of his hand, your head dropping further back into the pillows. 

The alarm clock started blaring and they looked at each other over you and then looked down at you “Baby..” “Oh you son of a bitches” you growled when they both pulled their hands away from your body, light kisses being placed on opposite sides of your neck. “Sorry sweetheart” Mouse whispered and Jay grinned “We’ll make it up to you later princess, aren’t you on a surgical rotation today?”

You shook your head “I traded with April actually, I’m down in emergency with my favorite brother in law” Mouse raised an eyebrow “Baby, I’m an only child. You only have one” you grinned “I know” before taking his extended hand “Now who’s getting in the shower with me and who’s starting coffee?”

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You pulled Mouse by the front of the white shirt he was buttoning up to you “I love you Greg” he crashed his lips against yours “I love you too” once he let you go Jay was pulling you back into his arms,your fingers going to the collar of his short sleeve henley to tease at his neck “I love you Jay” he smiled “I love you too baby” he catching your lips in a lingering kiss.

You shook your head at them both “You two don’t make it fair, you’re too damn good looking” They exchanged a look then Mouse pointed at you “Does she not see how sexy she is in just her scrubs?” Jay shrugged “We apparently have a long night ahead of us if not”

You rolled your eyes at them “How the hell did I get blessed with not one idiot to spend the rest of my life with but two?” Jay grinned “You lucked out and found a bonded pair sweetheart” you laughed “Dear god Jay. On that I’m going to the hospital. Stay safe. I love you both, I’ll see you tonight”

You were helping Maggie at the front desk when you heard Will call your name. You glanced up and saw him walking towards you “You look like you’ve seen a ghost Will. What’s wrong?” you asked, coming around the desk. Your stomach dropped down to your feet “Did something happen to Jay?”

“No no no. Jay’s ok” you held his eyes as he spoke and knew he was telling the truth. Jay was ok but something was still wrong. “Ok but what aren’t you telling me?” “I um I need some help so can you shadow me if you don’t mind?” you put your hands on your hips as you stared at him “That’s what med students are for” he cut his eyes at Maggie, the two of them having a silent conversation that you had a striking feeling was about you before she said “Go with him sweetie”

“Fine but when I find out what’s going on I’m gonna be pissed that everyone is lying to me” you promised, turning on your heel to head back in the direction Will had come from. “Thank you” he mouthed to Maggie.

He hadn’t known what else to do when Jay called. Mouse was being held at gunpoint by a desperate father in the precinct. Jay’s words had been “Just try to keep an eye on her. She’s gonna lose it if she finds out. I’m here and I got it handled” so this was what he could do but he knew you well enough to know that when you did find out, he may need a doctor.

Your heart was breaking for the girls you were helping to treat. They’d all been through absolute hell. Where had they come from? Someone had mentioned intelligence but Jay nor Mouse had said anything about a trafficking case. 

You walked out of one of the rooms in search of Will and caught the rear end of him asking Erin what was going on at the precinct. “Voight’s keeping a cap on it” On what? You started to let them know you were there but then Will said “You know when Jay got home I wasn’t there for him but Mouse was”

“What happened to Mouse?” you asked, shoving both hands against Will’s chest, making him stumble backwards. Erin stepped between you both, shooting a glare at Will “You didn’t tell her?” He shrugged “Jay said not to” You were beginning to panic when you looked back at her with wide eyes “Erin is he dead?”

“No sweetie, he is not dead” you took a haggard breath “What happened?” She explained that a man looking for his daughter had come into the district, he was desperate and at the end of his rope trying to find her. He’d taken Mouse as a hostage at gunpoint and currently still had him at gunpoint.

“We’re taking a victim Julia that knew his daughter back to speak with him in hopes of talking him down. Do you want to come with me?” “Erin..” Will warned and she held up a hand “That’s one of the men she loves with a gun to his head. You don’t decide for her” you nodded so she smiled “You wear a vest and stay behind me or Voight? Got it?” “Got it”

You walked in behind Erin and Jay’s eyes widened “Why is she here?” Erin shook her head and passed you a vest as she helped Julia into a vest “You had no right to keep it from her Jay”

“Boss, she’s a civilian,” Jay argued, looking past you to Voight. You scoffed “Trauma nurse actually love” Voight nodded “She stays” 

Everyone was gearing up to go in. Jay grabbed you by the arm “I didn’t want you to worry” you glared at him “And if something had happened to him I don’t know if I could’ve forgiven you for not telling me Jay”

You followed Erin down the stairs to keep your promise to stay behind her and Voight.

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You glared at the swat men spread around the lobby. They wouldn’t take Mouse into account. Jay would. Voight walked across to the office and knocked on the door “Frazier, I have someone here who knows your daughter. She wants to talk. You have my word. I’m being straight”

You cut your eyes towards Jay and saw he was in position and felt the knot in your shoulders loosen slightly. You trusted him with Mouse’s life and your own. Jay would never hurt either of you.You listened as Erin and Voight tried to talk him out, your heart thudded wildly when the curtain of the office moved and you saw Mouse with a gun to his head.

Your heart crumpled hearing  Julia talk about what she and Sara Frazier had gone through but then Mouse clocked you being there and you saw his eyes harden before he looked towards Jay. Jay gave the slightest of nods, you almost missed it. Mouse made eye contact with you and for half a second his gaze softened before he tucked down slightly, grabbed Frazier’s arm and took the gun, turning to hold it on Frazier as Swat and Jay moved in.

It didn’t even look like it took an effort. Your suspicions were confirmed when Jay asked him “What took you so long?” he cut his eyes up at you before looking back at Frazier “I believed him” 

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Were you angry with them both? Yes but you’d also seen those girls. You were shaking when they took Frazier out past you and reached out for Julia, pulling her into your side in an attempt to comfort her because she was sobbing. 

Jay and Mouse both stopped at the office door and looked at you. You whispered to Julia “Let me talk to my guys then how about I buy you lunch while we wait on your sister to get to Chicago?” She nodded and walked towards the front desk and Kim.

You walked over towards the two men who held your heart. They both opened their mouths but closed them when you held up one hand “We’ll talk at home. My adrenaline is through the roof at the moment and I need to get out of here before it crashes” You looked at Mouse “Help Frazier however you can” then looked at Jay “When you find these bastards make it hurt”

They both nodded so you said “I love you, both of you” then turned to head to Julia. You offered her your hand then remembered you didn’t have your car. “Jay!” he tossed his truck keys as soon as you turned. You gave him a small smile then turned back to Julia “Let’s go sweetie”

You saw Julia through leaving with her sister and even went back to the hospital to apologize to Will before going to the precinct later that evening. You had the truck so Jay and Mouse had no way home.

You parked where the rest of the unit did and headed for the back entrance. This late the two of them would be down in the tech room. You typed in Jay’s code to get into roll up and crouched to get in the door before it opened all the wall and hit the button to close it behind yourself.

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When you walked around the corner into the tech room Mouse was sitting on the edge of the desk and Jay was sitting in one chair with his feet propped up on the other. “Please tell me you found her?” 

You walked over to Jay, sitting down in his lap and reaching for his beer. He nodded “She’s with her dad” you looked at Mouse “How’s he doing?” he smiled “He’s just getting charged with reckless endangerment” you didn’t ask. However he managed that didn’t matter. He’d done the right thing.

Jay slipped one hand under your scrub top “How pissed are you at us?” you shook his hand away as an answer. He chuckled lightly, moving your hair to press a kiss to your neck “Greg, I think we need to head home” Mouse laughed lightly “Yeah. She’s mad” “I’m not only mad” you whispered and they both looked at you, waiting for you to continue but you shook your head “Not here. Voight is not walking in on us arguing”

You stood off Jay’s lap then he stood up. They both were looking at you so you dropped your eyes “Let’s just go home”

You walked into the door of your shared place and knew both men were watching your every move. You dropped your jacket into the hall closet and kicked your shoes off “I’m gonna shower”

They exchanged a look so you added “Alone” you just wanted to calm down before you talked to them. “Ok love” Mouse spoke first, his hand barely touching your back. Jay’s hand ghosted on your shoulder “We’ll be right here”

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After you got out of the shower you walked into the living room to find both of them had already used the guest bathroom as well. Jay’s hair was still a little spiky from the shower and Mouse’s hair curled just slightly when it was wet on the ends. They were both sitting on the couch in their sleep pants watching the game.

You twisted the ring they’d bought you on your first anniversary around your finger. “Can we talk now?” both of their eyes shot up and Jay turned the tv off. “Here?” Mouse asked and you shook your head “I wanna go to bed” They both got off the couch fast enough it was almost comical.

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You turned and walked towards the bedroom, hearing them behind you. You climbed up into the king size bed, sitting cross legged in the center despite the fact that you were only wearing one of Jay’s old Henleys and a pair of Mouse’s boxers.

They both stood at the foot of the bed, staring at you like lost puppies. “I knew Will was lying when he told me nothing was wrong. That man has a shit poker face” Jay dropped his head “I was just trying to keep you calm baby” “Because you knew he had it?” you asked and he nodded “Yeah” 

“Then why not come and tell me that?” “I couldn’t leave him there with those trigger happy assholes from swat” You nodded slowly “Text? Call? Something so I’m not losing my shit on Will and Erin?”

“Baby I’m sorry” he whispered. “I love you both so fucking much. Seeing that look on Will’s face?” you took a deep breath “I felt like the floor was going out from under me…then when I heard him and Erin mention your name Mouse I thought I’d lost one of you”

You felt tears start to fall and they both moved at once, Mouse crawling up the left side of the bed and Jay crawling up the right. “I’m sorry sweetheart” Mouse cooed and you shoved him “And you! You brave, selfless, idiotic man!” He looked towards Jay “Is she gonna kiss me or hit me?” Jay shrugged “I don’t know”

“You did the right thing helping that man. He found his daughter and you helped save countless others from hell. I am so proud of you, of both of you but did you ever stop to think what would’ve happened if he had shot you?” you hiccuped and he pulled you into his arms “Baby I’ve handled worse” “What about those swat assholes? What if they shot you?”

You turned into his chest and felt Jay’s hands on your back too “Shit sweetheart, we’re sorry baby. You know we act before thinking a lot” you sniffled “You’re fucking bullheaded stubborn men who run head first into danger to save other people and I love you both with my entire heart”

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“What can we do princess? Jay asked and Mouse chuckled “I think we both know what we can do” he looked down at you, pushing your hair back out of your face “You want us to make you feel better baby? Remind you we’re both right here with you?” you nodded, pressing a kiss to his chest and smiling when you felt him swallow hard “Please Greg”

He groaned lightly “Use your words baby, tell us what you need” “I want to feel both of you touching me, loving me” Jay leaned forward, pulling you into a kiss “We’ll take care of you princess. Tonight’s all about you”

Mouse turned you so instead of being against his chest you were now straddling his lap. Your hands went to his shoulders to brace yourself “I’m so sorry I scared you sweetheart” he whispered, rolling his lips against yours. You whimpered against his mouth. He smiled “You love us that much huh?” you nodded “I do Greg, so damn much”

Jay’s hands slipped over your shoulders to cup your breasts through the shirt you wore, kneading the soft flesh “We love you that much too baby”

Mouse looked over your shoulder at Jay “Take the damn shirt off her already” you laughed when Jay’s hands slipped down to the hem of your shirt to pull it up and over your head but that laugh turned into a moan when Mouse leaned his head down to roll a nipple between his teeth.

Your head fell back and landed on Jay’s hard chest. He turned your neck so he could catch your lips in a bruising kiss, rolling his tongue into your mouth against yours. You moaned into his mouth as Mouse worked one nipple with his teeth and the other between his fingers before switching them out. When you had to pull away from Jay’s lips with a gasp he simply began to kiss down your jaw then to your neck, licking and sucking every spot he knew you loved.

Just as fast as they started they stopped, leaving you a squirming mess. “What the hell?” you squealed and Mouse grinned at you “Don’t know about Jay but I want you on your back on the bed”

Jay slipped his hand down the front of your body, teasing the front of your panties just enough you rolled your hips down into Mouse making him swallow hard “Fuck Jay, a little warning?”

Jay laughed “Not gonna lie I kinda want to do that again” Mouse glared at him “You’re an idiot” then looked back at you “Now for you” then turned to plop you down onto the bed, holding himself up over you. 

“Hey” you whispered, pulling him into a kiss. He hungrily attacked your lips, rolling his hips down against yours and considering he only had sleep pants on you could feel how hard he was. Jay groaned “Greg I fuckin swear” Mouse broke away from your lips to shoot you a smirk “You think he wants a show tonight or he wants to be a part of it”

You looked over at Jay and Christ, the look in his eyes made your thighs clench around Mouse’s waist. Mouse looked down at the movement and chuckled “That’s answer enough” he moved off of you to one side then looked at Jay “I got the right” “I got the left” Jay muttered, attacking your lips in a kiss that was all tongue and teeth before he moved down to your neck, kissing and biting the flesh there “Such a pretty girl for us..tastes so damn sweet..doesn’t she?”

Mouse bit down on the bend of your neck “The sweetest, every damn inch of her” you whimpered, your thighs shaking slightly despite the fact that neither of them had barely touched you. They continued their path, Mouse working down the right side of your body while Jay worked down the left.

When Mouse rolled one nipple between his teeth at the same time Jay used his tongue to flick the other nipple into his mouth, your back arched off the bed. One of Jay’s hands came up to pin you to the bed. He pulled away from your chest to look up at you, blue eyes glowing in the low light of the room “Just lay back and take it baby. Be a good girl for us”

Mouse pulled back as well to look up at you “Gonna let us love on you baby?” you nodded and he tsk tsked “Words my love” “Yes..Please” you finally got out and they both grinned.

Jay cut his eyes at Mouse and a look was passed that made your stomach flip. They both turned their attention back to your body, kissing across your ribcage and further down. They both got to your hip bones at the same time and bit down on the curve of your hip just hard enough a yelp of surprise escaped you but they quickly soothed the area with kisses.

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You felt Jay’s hands pulling your panties off your legs as Mouse’s mouth started to tease at your thighs,kissing and biting the soft flesh. When you looked down to see both of them between your leg with one leg on Jay’s shoulder and the other on Mouse’s that sight was enough alone to make you fall apart. Their lips and teeth started to tease your inner thighs before Mouse’s tongue flicked up your center first, swirling around your clit.

Jay’s fingers slipped into you, curling up until he could find that spot deep inside of you. It didn’t find them long to find a rhythm that had your back arching so hard it was almost painful and the only words coming out of your mouth were screams of their names.

You lost count of how many orgasms they wrang out of you, taking turns between who used their tongue and who used their fingers. By the time your legs were shaking around them and you could barely push at their heads it didn’t matter who was where you needed one of them inside of you “Somebody please fuck me” you begged, falling back on the pillows.

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Mouse laughed lightly “She did say please” you hadn’t realised you’d closed your eyes until Jay was wrapping his hand around your throat saying “Open those eyes beautiful so you can him fuck you” 

Mouse was between your knees with a condom in his hand, waiting for you to give the go ahead. You smiled, “Please Greg” he groaned “Fuck baby” and ripped the condom open, pushing it down onto himself. Jay caught your lips in a bruising kiss as Mouse buried himself inside of you.

Jay broke away from your lips to move to your collarbone, marking where it wouldn’t be visible. “Hey pretty girl” Mouse spoke, catching your lips with his own. You moaned against his mouth when a rather hard snap of his hips made your eyes roll back slightly “Fuck Greg, don’t stop..please don’t stop”

You were begging, holding him close, nails digging in as your orgasm built. You were so damn close and they knew it because Jay slipped a hand between you, finding your clit easily and rubbing tight circles on it. You felt your building orgasm burst, your vision going soft as you screamed his name but Jay was still working at your clit. You clenched down hard again, the feeling pushing you into another orgasm and Mouse grunted your name before burying himself inside of you. 

He dropped his head to your chest, kissing where he could “I love you sweetheart” then cut his eyes at Jay “You’re an ass” That was why he kept on with your clit, to make you clamp down on Mouse. 

“I love you Greg” you whispered, pulling him into a kiss. He smiled and kissed your forehead then nose then lips before slowly pulling out of you, apologizing when you let out a low hiss.

Mouse stood to go clean up so Jay crawled up your body, kissing every inch of skin he could along the way until he got to your lips. He held up the condom wrapper in his hand “Do you feel like me princess?” you let your legs fall open and he praised “Such a good girl for us. Always taking care of us” 

You took the condom from him and rolled it down his hardened cock, keeping your eyes on him “Please” he lined himself up with your opening “I love you” he rolled his hips forward, burying himself inch by inch until your nails dug into his back,

His eyes fluttered shut “You always feel so fucking good” “So do you Jay.” you moaned, trying to make his hips with your own. He worked at your neck with his lips then moved up to kiss you roughly as he found a rhythm. “Like that?” he asked against your lips “Please” you begged and he chuckled “I got you”

You were so damn close, almost there when Mouse came back into the room. He stood next to the bed watching “Fuck her a little harder Jay. She needs that release” Jay cut his eyes at you in question so you nodded. He grinned “Fuck I love you” before tossing your legs up on hs shoulders, nearly folding you in half as he pounded into you.

When your orgasm hit you it felt like your entire body went weightless. Jay’s thrust started to get sloppy and you knew he was almost to that peak. You pulled him down to you “Please let me feel you come too?”

He groaned, snapping his hips against yours until he buried himself inside of you with one final thrust. His head went over onto your chest so you ran your fingers through his hair as you both worked to get your breathing back to normal “I love you princess” he groaned so you replied “I love you too Jay”

He pressed a kiss to your lips before slowly pulling out of you to dispose of the condom and to grab everyone a water.

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 Mouse slipped into bed next to you so you turned to curl up to his chest “I love you Greg. I was so worried I would lose you” he kissed the top of your head “It would take a lot more to keep me from you baby”

Jay came back and Mouse helped you sit up to drink something then after he and Jay drank something too all of you got comfortable. You curled up to Mouse’s chest and Jay curled up to your back. “I love you, both of you” you whispered. “We love you princess” Jay replied, pressing a kiss to your bare shoulder. “Always” Mouse promised. 

@desimarie12

[bullet-prooflove]

Some asshole broke me in Wrecked all my innocence

Mouse knows that something happened to you when you were a teenager, he knows because you don’t talk about that period of time. Whenever you discuss your past it always starts in your early twenties, just after college. Anything before that, it doesn’t exist.

The whole story, it comes spilling out one night in the aftermath of a panic attack. They’ve been getting worse lately, along with the insomnia and the flashbacks.

“My first time…” You tell him. “It wasn’t with just one person, there was a party…”

You don’t have to say anything else. He gets it.

You don’t tell him the identities of the men that hurt. By the time he discovers them it’s too late to do anything about it. He goes searching through the system, finds a police report was filed but nothing ever came of it. You were from a small town…

It sickens him that you never got justice, that these men get to live their lives while you’ve forfeited yours.

He starts to fuck their shit up. He steals their identities, drains their accounts, learns their secrets…

All those sordid pictures they’ve swapped, the emails they’ve been sending, he puts them on blast. He holds them accountable, to their families, their friends, their workplaces because these men, they didn’t stop with you. It’s carried on for years after.

He wreaks havoc on their lives, he destroys them.

And when they’re nothing, when their living in shitty little bedsits because they have no jobs, their wives divorced them and their families won’t speak to them he posts a funeral card through their doors so they know why this happened, so that they know that they killed you so now he’s killing them.

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[escapingrealtiylovinginsanity]

Greg “Mouse” Gerwitz: Crazy 

You stormed down to the tech lab anger and panic filling the space in your chest. You see your boyfriend sitting in front of a computer typing on a computer with headphones on. He is clearly absorbed in his work and doesn’t notice you until you make it into his peripheral vision. He glances up and into a window seeing your reflection behind him. He swivels in his chair, a smile on his face at the sight of you. It quickly drops off his face when he notices your expression. “Baby...?” 

“When were you going to tell me?” You demand, stopping a foot in front of him. He sits up straighter in his chair and you can tell he is evaluating you. Your jaw is tight with tension, arms crossing over your chest in a distinctively closed-off position. Putting distance between you and him and defending yourself from the emotional blow you felt was coming. 

When Mouse found no clues but anger on your face, he started searching his memory for things that could have brought on this confrontation. He came up empty-handed. You two had always had a very open way of communication, something Mouse wasn’t used to, that often killed problems before they had time to develop. “You know, I’m a lot better at this whole thing when I actually know what we are fighting about.”  

You scoffed at him, shaking your head in disbelief. Your frustration and anger with him were building and you could feel it getting ready to explode through your chest. Mouse could see the emotions bubbling up inside you. He tried to defuse the situation. He stayed calm keeping his voice even as he slid his chair closer to you instead of standing to keep himself smaller. “Hey baby, c’mon now. Talk to me.”  

His hands reached for your hips to try to soothe you. You push the folded paper against his chest a little harder than necessary. You pull your hand back and watch the paper drop into his lap. “I’m talking about this! I can’t believe you didn’t have the decency to give me a heads up, or I don’t know have a conversation before making life-altering decisions for us.” Mouse’s confused blue gaze stayed on you, as he grappled for the paper and unfolded it. He looked down to see what the fuss was about. He stilled when he saw the paper. “Well, say something!” You demand when he stays silent.  

He looks back up at you, blue eyes soft. “Sweetheart, I think you have the wrong idea.” He says gently but it only has the effect of amping you up even more. It sounds like a brush-off- him condescending you. 

“I’m not stupid. It’s a release to go back to your unit. The Ranger’s 75th unit.” Your voice is getting louder, and you are pointing at him angrily. He stays strangely calm as he offers the half-filled paper back out to you. 

“Yeah, you're right. But sweetie look at the date.” His long finger taps the top corner of the page where the date is printed in black ink. You had seen it before it was dated out a month ago. But when your eyes scan back over the page you notice the year. The paper wasn’t from a month ago but a year and a month ago. Your mouth parts into a silent O as your arms drop down. You reach for the paper and Mouse hands it over without any resistance. You bring the paper back up to reread again to make sure that your eyes aren’t playing tricks on you. 

This time when Mouse reaches for your hips you don’t take a step back. “I-wait what?” You mumble as you rake a hand through your hair. He smoothed his hands down your sides and to your thighs. He pulled you closer to him easing you down onto his lap. He traces his hand down your thigh. 

“I was offered to go back to my unit last year. They needed a proficient comms tech. I was struggling with being out of the field here. I felt like...” He paused still struggling with emotions though it had become easier. “Like it would be best for me to go back. Back where I knew that I was the good guy.” 

You searched his blue eyes, “What happened?” 

“I had a felony.” You tried not to let the shock show on your face. You knew that he had done some sketchy things when he got back from the service, but you didn’t know that he had caught a felony. “It was nothing crazy. I was caught with a truck of stolen Blu-Ray players.” He coughs as he adds, “And hacking into the Department of Defense.”  

“You what- why would you hack- you know what, it doesn’t even matter.” Mouse gave you a grateful nod- though he would have told you. “So, you couldn’t go.” He tilted his head back and forth indecisively. 

“Not necessarily, I just needed to get it expunged from my record.” 

“But you couldn’t?” You rub his arm comfortingly. You were trying to squash your gratefulness that it hadn’t worked out for him. If it had the two of you would have ever been here now. In the relationship with a man, you loved.  

He smiled fondly at you, “I did actually.” 

“Then why-?” He squeezed your thigh firmly. 

“Well, I was on my way to convince Jay to help me get it expunged. When I bumped into this beautiful girl at the coffee shop.” The breath caught in your chest. You search his face, a warm loving smile on his lips. He cupped your cheek, tracing your cheekbone with a calloused thumb.  

“You gave it up for a girl you just met? That crazy.” 

“No, I still went through the motions to go back. Keep in contact with my supervisor, went through the process to get my felony expunged.” He paused seeing the tears mist your eyes. Wiping away the tear when it rolled down your cheek. “But I spent time with you too. By the time I got the paper signed for my record to be cleared, I didn’t want to leave you. I knew if I did that would be the end of it for us. And I knew something was there. You were a light in my life. Leaving that without giving it a real shot- that would have been crazy.” 

I hate that Mouse left. Now I changed it so that he gets to stay. <3 I’m starting a tag list if you would like to be added, just leave a comment saying so. 

[dandelionfairyyy]

Writing my first Mouse-Oneshot…

I wrote nearly 4K words by now and I think the story didn’t even really started yet… 😂

So be ready for a very long but very beautiful Oneshot 😌

PS: my head is a mess now… 😂

PPS: the research for this was really fun tho 🤭😂

[witchygagirl]

Hi friend! OK, am I crazy but did you once upon a time team up with another writer to do a mouse (Chicago pd) series? All i remember from the other blog was it had "gottaboopthesnoot" somewhere on it? If it's not you it's ok, but I don't know if that was a fever dream or something lol 😅

Twas me!!! Sadly I lost that account 😭 @gottaboopthesnoot still has alot of the Mouse works we did up though!!! And I've started writing for Chicago pd again on @witchygagirlwrites (which you followed ♥)

[witchygagirlwrites]

Broken Bonds-Part 23

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz x Reader, Jay Halstead x Reader

Mouse goes out to dinner with Stella and Kelly then Jay ends up at his hotel room

A/N: This story is still very much in an angst place. People get (what i think) are happy endings. But not yet 🤷‍♀️

Warnings: Mouse's POV so yeah 🤷‍♀️ I feel like that's a warning in itself 😂

Mouse walked you back to your jeep, you had to go to work. He hated the part of not having anything to do really between getting home and going to Georgia. He’d done all his paperwork, crossed all the t’s and dotted all the i’s. Times like this he missed the tech spot in intelligence, not like it would go over very smoothly right now anyways.

Mendez lived in town so he could go see him, see how he was adjusting to being back stateside. Something to get his mind off the fact that you were clearly hurting, again. He hated that he was home and still couldn’t do anything to fix your pain. He hated so much of where all of you had currently found yourselves. 

The woman he loved was ripping herself to shreds, trying to spare everyone else’s heart around her and take care of her babygirl. Maybe he should’ve been stronger, turned her away..something but damn he was hers first. 

He had stayed away from her purposely because he had found out she loved Jay and didn’t want to hurt either of them but when she’d found him? When she was standing in front of him, telling him how much she loved him, had never stopped loving him? How the hell could he turn her away? How the hell could he not hold her close? If loving her was what damned him he’d welcome it. 

His best friend, well could he call Jay that anymore? It seemed weird after all this time to refer to Jay as anything else. Even after everything it felt wrong to think of him as anything but his best friend. He’d inadvertently hurt him, in the worst of ways. Jay was a good man in general, and had been a good man to you. Jay was a good father. Jay had been a good friend to him, they’d survived hell together, overseas and back home.

He shook his head and pulled his phone out to call Mendez, he just needed a few hours to clear his head. He was meeting Stella and Kelly for dinner, which was going to be interesting enough. He could imagine how the conversation with Stella was going to go, which he’d gladly take as long as she’d give her blessing for him to be around again, if you wanted him in Chicago he was coming home to Chicago no matter what it took.

Mouse pulled up to the restaurant where he was meeting Stella and Kelly. He wanted to text you and ask if you were ok but he knew you needed time. You had just told him that morning you needed to talk to Jay and the last possible thing you needed was for him to call or message you while you were talking to Jay.

At least Kelly still had that damn mustang. It was easy to spot in the parking lot and had an empty space next to it. He parked his rental and pocketed the keys. 

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He walked in the door of the restaurant and didn’t have to look around before he heard Stella’s sharp whistle she used on the truck to get everyone’s attention. He turned towards the noise and saw her and Kelly sitting on the back wall. He smiled and headed that way.

When he got to the table Stella stood up and Kelly cut his eyes at him, ok here it comes. “Greg” ok he knew Stella was the opposite of you when it came to his actual name. If she called him Greg it was something serious. “Hey Stella. It’s good to see you” she drew her hand back and open palm slapped him across the face “That’s for breaking my sister’s heart when you not only rejoined the rangers but broke up with her when that was clearly not what she wanted!”

He reached to rub his face but before he could she pulled him into a hug “and this is for loving her enough to come your ass back to Chicago despite everything for her” he looked towards Kelly who shrugged before returning the hug “I’d come back from hell itself for your sister Stella” he promised and she pulled back from the hug and smiled at him “Ok, I got that out of my system. Let’s talk and eat. I need to make sure what your plans are because if you’re only one foot in I need to know so I can figure out where I’m burying you”

He laughed nervously, looking at Kelly who shook his head “She’s half joking” “Well, nice to know” he pulled out the chair across from them and sat down.

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“What about Adeline, Greg?” Stella eyed him over her glass of wine. He sat down the water he was drinking “She’s her daughter Stel. I love her more than anything on this earth and even if he doesn’t believe me I still have love for Jay. We saw each other through a lot. That baby is a mixture of the two people who have meant the most to me in my adult life. Why wouldn’t I love her despite the circumstances? She’s innocent in everything. I respect that Jay has been amazing to Y/N throughout her pregnancy and since and I love him for it, I love that he’s a good father. As strange as it sounds I’m glad it was him over someone else that may have left her high and dry”

“Damn” Kelly muttered and Stella shot him a look. He shrugged “What? Baby that was a good answer, you gotta admit” Stella shook her head but Mouse saw the tiny smile tugging at her lips.

 “So you’re telling me, as a man, it doesn’t make you hold resentment or anger towards her that she slept with your best friend?” “Towards her? No. I made the mistake of leaving and of breaking up with her when I left but I can’t hold resentment because of Addy” “Damn” Kelly repeated again and when Stella shot him another look he took a sip of his drink and looked away like the wall suddenly interested him more than annoying his wife further. 

Stella snapped her fingers and pointed at him “Your training is eighteen weeks. She works with Jay, they co-parent. You’re not gonna be worried something may happen?” “I’ve made it clear to her and will make it clear to her again that all I ask for is honesty in that and we’ll get through it” Stella shook her head and took another sip of her wine “I don’t remember you being this fucking perfect for my sister”

Kelly scoffed “He’s been head over heels for her since the first day he started working with intelligence baby” Stella finished her wine and reached for her water instead, eyeing Mouse as she did “Ok, what if she picks Jay but still wants you in her life? Hmm Mister perfect?” 

He smiled slightly “I’ll be her friend. Whatever she wants me to be, I’ll be” “Damn” Stella was the one to say it this time. Mouse laughed lightly “Stel, I’m not saying what I think you want to hear. I love her, she’s the love of my life. Not a day that’s gone by where that’s changed. Did it hurt like hell finding out she slept with Jay and was pregnant?” he cut his eyes at Kelly “How would you feel?”

“I’d want to kill him but my feelings for her wouldn’t change” Kelly replied. Mouse nodded “Exactly. It ripped my fucking heart out but the pieces still belonged to her. I tried to move on, a couple times when we were on leave overseas” Stella raised an eyebrow “And?” he laughed “Kinda hard to do when I saw your sister everywhere I looked. No matter where I was, no matter what the woman in front of me looked like she didn’t compare to her. I didn’t even know she’d been with Jay up until the day I came home until this morning”

Stella grimaced slightly “You didn’t?” he shook his head “No, and do you think that shit didn’t hurt? To know while I was on a plane home, she was waking up in Jay’s arms telling him she loved him. What if she changes her mind when I’m gone? What if she wants him again? What if she doesn’t trust me when I’m gone… Stella I’ve went over so many scenarios in my head but the one thing that’s true is what you told me before I ever left”

“If you can’t stand to see her in somebody else’s arms then it’s still worth fighting for”  he nodded “She told me she loves me, that she’s still in love with me, that she never fell out of love with me. That’s what I’m going to hold on to. I’m going to do my best to make sure she knows whatever happens she can tell me, she can trust me. I’m not fucking it up this time Stella. I would still do damn near anything for Jay but I was hers first”

Kelly grinned and Stella cut her eyes at him “What was that about?” he shrugged “I like the fact that he didn’t claim ownership of her, he gave her ownership of him” Mouse cut his eyes at Kelly with a grin “There’s worse options then being owned by one of the Kidd women isn’t there?” 

Stella and Kelly walked with Mouse out to the parking lot. Mouse couldn’t help but feel his heart ache at seeing the two of them. They were so damn happy,you and him were that happy at one time.

“Mouse?” Stella called so he cut his eyes at her “Yeah?” she smiled “Don’t stop fighting for her. She deserves the best type of love regardless of who she ends up with” he smiled slightly “Yeah, she does” 

He told them goodnight then headed back to his hotel room. He hoped you’d call to say goodnight or maybe call him in the morning. Either way he needed some sleep.

Stella told Kelly she wanted to stop by your place to talk to you after they left the restaurant and he laughed as he pulled out onto the road, already pointed towards your apartment “However did I know?” She laughed and leaned over to kiss his cheek “Because you’re the best husband to me and the best brother in law to her”

He shook his head as he drove to your place, listening to her talk about you and Addy. He pulled into the spot next to your jeep and cut his eyes at her “Go ahead baby, I’ll just wait out here” she smiled and leaned over to pull him into a kiss “I love you so much” he smiled against her lips “I know. I love you too. Tell her I said hey and give Addy a kiss for me”

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You heard someone knocking at the door. You had at least managed to make it back up to the couch. You took a deep breath and braced yourself just in case it was Jay. Mouse wouldn’t come to your place. He didn’t want to step on Jay’s toes where Addy was concerned.

“I’m coming” you called out, wincing slightly at how rough your voice sounded from crying. You walked over and almost didn’t unlock the door when you realized who it was but what good would it do when she or Kelly could knock the door down if they really wanted to?

 You unlocked the door and swung it open, keeping your gaze down “Hey Stel” she grinned “Hey honey be…” she trailed off when she looked at your face “Who is responsible for that? Because I’m gonna kill them”

“I’m fine Stel” you tried but she was already pushing into the apartment and turning you around towards the light to get a better look at your face “Yeah cause lord knows I cry until my face is freakin swollen in places when I’m fine. Now let’s try this one more time before you have to call in favors with Voight to get him to call in favors to get me off murder charges. Why were you crying?”

“It’s no one’s fault but mine” you whispered and she shook her head, keeping her voice low because of the time and she knew Addy was asleep “Bullshit. Did Jay make you cry? Because Mouse has been with me?” “I talked to him..he knows I slept with Greg…I’m a fucking horrible person Stella..I’m fucking poison…I want them both to leave me alone”

You didn’t realize tears had started again until she pulled you into her arms “What do you mean? Honey, talk to me?”  “I keep hurting them both and they won’t hate me. Jay won’t, Mouse damn sure won’t….how much easier would Mouse’s life be if he could’ve forgotten me and never come back to Chicago? How much easier would Jay’s life be if he’d gotten literally anyone else pregnant? I can’t stop hurting them even when I try my best to keep from doing it”

She directed you to the couch and sat down with you laying against her chest “Oh honey bee..They love you..no matter the why or the how..they love you. You are the type of person who will rip yourself to shreds for those you care about, I’ve seen you do it one too many times. Don’t do it anymore. You have a precious little girl who needs her mom. You can not help what your heart wants. You are not poisonous or horrible. You’re human love, with human emotions and that’s ok”

“Where’s Kelly?” you asked and she leaned back to look down at you “He’s in the car, do you want him?” you shook your head “Do you gotta go since he’s waiting?” she smiled “Not if you need me. I’ll tell him to go grab me a change of clothes and bring em back. I’ll go with you to drop off in the morning” “I still work with Jay and share a daughter with him and Mouse is still leaving thursday for four and a half months where he can’t come home but every other weekend or so”

“We’ll figure it out babe. Sisters are ride or die remember. You’ve been there for me. It’s just my turn to be there for you”

Jay walked down the hallway of the hotel until he found the room number that was registered to Mouse. He had to talk to him. There was no other option, and actually talk. This needed a mature approach not pushing buttons and seeing what happened.

He knocked on the door and heard shuffling of jeans on carpet before it opened. Mouse looked a bit confused before asking “Do I need to duck here or what?” Jay shook his head “No, we need to talk”

Mouse stepped back and waved his arm “Come on in”

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Jay stepped into the room, his eyes flickering towards the bed before turning to face Mouse. “She told me” Mouse nodded “So is this where I duck?” Jay shook his head “You do know that no matter what, me and her are gonna have to be in each other’s lives?” 

Mouse nodded “The shared daughter and job sort of told me that” “Her and Addy are my girls Greg. I love her more than I ever meant to. I don’t want to see her hurt and more so I don’t want my daughter getting used to someone then that person up and leave”  Mouse nodded “I get that, all of that”

“Then you can see how finding out that the woman I love cheated on with my best friend fucking felt?” “Hurt, didn’t it?” Mouse asked and the two stood there staring at each other for a long second before Jay said “You weren’t with her” “No but she’s the love of my life Jay. I’d cut my heart out of my chest right this moment if that’s what she needed. There’s not a damn thing I wouldn’t do for her”

“Would you walk away if she asked you to?” Jay questioned and he nodded “If that’s what caused her the least of amount of pain, yes” “I’ve been with her for months, I held her while she brought our daughter into the world” Jay said and Mouse nodded “I know, you’re a good man Jay and a fucking amazing father. Y/N loves you Jay, she truly does. You mean so much to her”

“I wished cards would’ve fallen differently. You’re my best friend Mouse. You pulled me out of shit my own brother didn’t care to” Jay admitted and Mouse nodded in agreement “You pulled me out of shit no one cared to. I’d still do just about anything for you Jay but don’t ask me to walk away from her without a fight. I’m not leaving past my training unless she tells me to leave”

“And if she told you to?” Jay asked and Mouse shrugged “I’d tear my heart out of my chest to spare her pain” “What about Addy?” Jay asked, Mouse took a deep breath “You two have a beautiful daughter.You’ve done an amazing job raising her and no matter who she ends up with you are Adeline’s father Jay, only you”

Jay nodded and held out his hand. Mouse took it and when they shook it Jay said “Maybe one day we can actually get back to being best friends again” “I hope so”

Part 24

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[samantha-chicago]

Chicago PD Masterlist

Reaction (Will Halstead, Adam Ruzek x Everleigh Lindsay)

Photographs (Antonio Dawson, Intelligence x Reader) 

Baby (Adam Ruzek x Reader)

Panic (Adam Ruzek x Reader)

Shooting (Adam Ruzek x Manning!Reader)

Saving Him ( Reader x Adam Ruzek, Alvin Olinsky, Intelligence, Med)

Back Home (Jay Halstead x Halstead!Reader (Wife), Adam Ruzek, Kevin Atwater)

Back In Town (Reader x Adam Ruzek, Kelly Severide, Greg 'Mouse' Gerwitz, Jay Halstead, Will Halstead, Intelligence + More) Part I Part 1 *NSFW*  Part 2

Blood (Kevin Atwater x Reader)  

No Air (Adam Ruzek x reader, Kelly Severide x sister!reader)

That's Alvin Olinksy (Leslie Shay x Halstead!Reader)

Meet The Boyfriend (Dante Torres x reader)

Protective *NSFW* (Dante Torres x Atwater!reader)