#my lil guy is Jail Break and shes front and center!

[writtenkitten18]

My Blood: First Steps

Amanda, Nick and I stand upstairs on the Intelligence floor of the 21st District in Chicago. Their flight has just landed while I arrived with Mom, my newly discovered Dad and my now roommate Jay Halstead. After a weird nights rest in my new home, Jay and I drove to the 21st District, picking up Amanda and Nick on the way, so we could inform the rest of the team about the new updates on the case.

Dad stands in front of us with his hands in his pockets. "All right, you all remember Detective Rollins, New York Special Victims. This is Detective Amaro. And this is Fin's niece, Lily Tutuola." I was about to correct him when he walks in between the desks. "They have full jurisdictional powers here. And together..." He looks back at us. "we're gonna end this." He walks back over to the board. "All right, this pedophile ring, they're desperate, well-connected and clearly they'll do anything to avoid being exposed. We found the body in New York, but the head of the snake is here in Chicago."

Amanda walks over to the board and points out the main guy from New York. "Okay, so Bob Clinton, he is our middleman from New York. Now, NOMEC tells us that he was getting victims from a youth center in Times Square. Now, a lot of the kids were actually funneled to New York from here in Chicago, and according to our talks with Clinton, there is a higher-up, a true shot-caller."

Amaro continues from where she left off. "Now, Clinton was gonna give us a name, but he didn't make it 24 hours in jail. Was shanked in the showers."

Dad continues. "We like Lewellin... for financing the whole thing. Antonio, where we at with the shooter?"

The guy, whose name I just learned is Antonio, replies. "Well, due to the poor quality of the video, there's no match in the face recognition database. Best we got is male, white around 5'9", dark hair, 170 pounds, give or take."

I speak up. "I'll call my tech friend and see if she can pull up anything on her database." Everyone stares at me with confused looks on their faces. "What? Just because I'm an assistant doesn't mean that I don't have friends in high places."

I walk over to the break room and pull out my phone, dialing an all to familiar number number. Penny's colleagues came to Labyrinth after Bella's death to try and find her murderer. They never got the chance to find her killer but they helped me cope with the trauma. I even confided in one of the colleagues. His name is Spencer Reid. We grew close and I even fell in love with him. Spencer will always be my first love, but he chose his job over me. So, when they left to go back to Quantico, Spencer left as well. Taking my heart with him as well.

After a few rings, Penny's voice sounds through the phone. "Go for Penny."

I speak through the receiver. "Penny, it's me."

A brief silence is heard through the phone. "Is it really you Lil?"

I nod my head with tears in my eyes. "It's really me Pen. I've missed you so much. How have you been?"

Penny stutters. "I-I-I've been good. Everyone's been good. Morgan left and we have some new members but everyone is good."

I whimper. "How is he?"

Penny responds. "He's been good Lil. He's been good. He still talks about you sometimes.

I scoff as I wipe the tears from my eyes. "Yeah right."

Penny tries to reassures. "Spencer loved you Lily. It broke his heart when he had to leave to go back to Quantico."

I roll my eyes. "Not as much as it broke mine but that's not why I called. Remember that favor that you owe me?"

Penny says. "Yes."

I nod my head. "Well, I need to cash in. My Dad is a Sergeant in the Intelligence Unit at the Chicago Police Department." When the phone goes silent, I continued. "Yeah, my dad's alive. I'll tell you later. The case that they're working on is a pedophile ring that have links to New York and Chicago. One of their officer along with their fire vic Andrew Lewellen was killed and we have surveillance of his death and his shooter. No face recognition so far. I can send the video to you for your face rec. For now, I just need everything you can find on Andrew Lewellen."

I hear Penny's fingers typing over the phone. After a few minutes, she responds. "Okay. It says here that he's been making payments once a month to Oakbrook senior community in the Western Suburbs."

I think for a moment. "Weird. Random question. Was he paying for anyone at that community?"

Penny responds. "Yeah. It says he's making payments on behalf of Matilda Hughes for her mother Dorothy. My system shows that she gets a large payment every month from a fake name and it is sent immediately sent to Oakbrook."

I nod my head. "Okay. Thanks Pen. Next time the team comes to Chicago, and that includes you, drinks are on me."

Penny chuckles. "I'll be sure to take you up on that. I'll keep you posted on anything that I find."

I say my goodbye to Penny and end my phone call as I walk back into the bullpen. "Okay. I talked with my tech friend and she said that your fire vic has been making frequent payments on behalf of Matilda Hughes for her mother Dorothy. From the way that she was putting it, the money comes from a suspicious source."

Dad nods his head. "Okay. Jay and Antonio. Head to Matilda's apartment and see if there's anything that you can find. Lily. My office." I look over at Amanda with a confused look on my face as I walk over to his office, closing the door behind me.

I stare at Dad with a weird look on my face. "Is everything alright?"

Dad looks at me with a serious look on his face. "I just wanted to check in on you. Make sure that you're all situated and everything is going good with Halstead."

I nod my head. "Everything is going good. I'm trying to find a job around here that pays enough so I can try and help Jay pay rent and try to keep my feet on the ground. From what I could tell, there's nothing so far and what is out there involves me taking my clothes off. So, big no no."

Dad nods his head. "Yeah. I actually wanted to talk to you about that." He walks over to his desk and pulls out a stack of paper from one of the drawers, placing it into my hands. "A couple of weeks back, the unit busted a club that was ripping off its customers and robbing them. After we busted them, the owners jumped ship and signed away their rights to an associate of mine. After you agreed to come to Chicago, I asked the associate if he could give the club to me. He agreed. So, my first step towards being a father to you is giving you this club to run it how you want to. All you need to do is sign and the club is yours."

After he finishes his statement, my mouth is already open and I had a shocked look on my face. "Wait just a sec. Three days ago, you just found out that I existed. And now, you're giving me a club and accepting me like you've always known who I am. Why?"

Dad shrugs. "Because you're my daughter. I care about you and your mother. I want to help you in any way that I can. And now you know that I'll always be there to protect you."

By the end of his statement, I'm already in tears. Without hesitation, I close the space between us and pull Dad into a hug, shedding my tears into his shoulder, He is stiff at first, but then he wraps his arms around my shoulders and pull me closer into the hug. For the first time in 9 years, I had finally felt something that I've been looking for. I felt safe. Calm. Relaxed.

I was home.

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Chapter 17

Jaylen

I cheesed anxiously as I stopped in front of the door to my condo. I hadn’t been home in 4 weeks, because I had been at the center. I was only home for Thanksgiving, and it felt so fucking good to be back.

Being at that fucking center was stressful. Stressful then a motherfucker, but I was making a bit of progress. Unfortunately, I ain’t had no weed, xan’s, lean, nothing in 4 whole weeks. I was dying on the inside, but I knew I could do it. My mama would be proud.

Just as I found my key, I noticed heard a loud thud next to me that honestly scared the shit out of me. Ever since Robyn’s ex nigga shot me, a nigga gets paranoid to loud bangs and shit.

I looked over to my right and realized that it was just Odell’s big ass and he had fell. He was struggling to get up, because his ankle was still broken. I stopped what I was doing and walked over to him, holding my hand out. He looked at it before acting as if I weren’t here.

“Don’t be like that O.” I sighed, already over this fucking grudge he had against me. Shit, we been bros before Robyn was even in the picture. If you ask me, he taking this shit too fucking serious. More serious than Robyn is.

This nigga know I don’t got friends and I been lonely as shit.

He looked at me again before sighing and taking my hand. I helped him back into his place, noticing the smell of somebody throwing down in the kitchen in the process. Shit smelled so fucking good.

“Y’all cooking?” I questioned as he nodded.

“The girls is.” He states dryly as he disappeared down the hall to his room. I see he still wasn’t trying to fuck wit me. It’s cool.

“Where Robyn at? I just wanna speak.” I asked Winter as she pointed to the patio. I smiled, because I knew she was probably doing her daily routine of sketches while drinking her tea. She used to come to my crib all the time and do that. Winter pointed towards the patio, barely paying me any attention.

As soon as I slid the patio door open, she began to talk. “Eric, you better have Lemonade and not tea.” She spoke, as she didn’t bother to look back.

I swear I wanted to say who the fuck is Eric, but I had to remember that she didn’t know I was here. Shit, who the fuck was Eric though? I counted to three over and over in my head, just like I’ve been doing at the center, before calming myself down.

I made my way behind her, wrapping my arms around her, placing my hands closer to her pussy. She froze up and looked back at me before laughing. “What the hell? Jaylen?” She smiled, turning around the hug me. I knew she missed me touch. That’s why she ain’t push a nigga off.

“Long time no see, huh?” I smiled, leaning against the rail in front of us. She couldn’t stop staring at me with a smile.

“You look.. so refreshed and healthy.” She pinched my cheeks as if I were a kid. She didn’t know I was in rehab, and I didn’t plan on telling her either.

“I look good, huh? You know you wanna hop on my shit. We can go in yo room like old times.” I smirked as she laughed and playfully pushed me.

Now if I would’ve fell off this fucking rail.

“You got a lighter, Rob?” Some nigga came out with a blunt behind his ear. I noticed that it was the same exact nigga that she asked to take her home that night. So we playing that game?

“Nah my nigga, she good. She ain’t got a bitch ass thing.” I stood up, facing him. I don’t know where the fuck Robyn be meeting these niggas.

She mines.

“Jaylen-“

“Nigga, did I ask you? She don’t even want yo ass, chill the fuck out.” He spoke, putting his weed back in his pocket as he looked at me.

“Jaylen, please don’t start anything. Please.” Robyn looked me in the eyes. I sighed, not saying a word before leaving the patio.

Swear if I hadn’t been getting help, walking away wouldn’t even have been an option.

Winter had came out of the kitchen telling everyone the food was ready. After washing our hands, making our plates, saying grace, we were all now at the table digging in. I ain’t had no home cooked meal in a while. Shit was banging. Especially the Mac and cheese. My fucking favorite.

“Who made this Mac and cheese?” I asked, stuffing my mouth with some more.

“I did.” The nigga spoke. I coughed as I started to spit some of it out.

“Figures. Shit dry as hell.” I shrugged as everyone at the table gave me a look.

This was gone be a long night.

Odell

I leaned back in my favorite recliner and kicked my feet up with Winter straddling my lap. She straightened her hair for me today and pranced around in a big ass jersey with her future last name on the back. Beckham.

Since my injury, she been chillin' out a lil' bit, been taking her medication on time so she could be the best nurse she could be. Little did she know, she could do no wrong in my eyes. I loved the shit outta her crazy ass.

We watched the three high ass stooges; Robyn, Deja, and her "friend" Eric play UNO at the roundtable. The day came to a close, dishes was done, and the house was clean.

This Thanksgiving was actually one of the best, no complaints. Win read my mind when she kissed my lips and said, “Today was perfect, huh, baby?" she asked and I nodded and closed my eyes, moaning lowly as she played with my curls that were freshly dyed in blonde. She had the magic fuckin' touch, swear to God.

"Yeah, it was cool. I just wish I could be as mobile, y'know?" I adjusted her in my arms so she wasn't sitting directly where my pain was. I groaned and she tried to get up.

"Baby, I don't wanna hurt you." I held her tight and kissed her temple.

"Don't worry about me. I just wanna hold you, man. Been in Memphis too long." she smiled and melted in my hug.

"Dell, can you do me a favor?" she looked up at me while I looked straight at the entertainment center, where the tv was mounted. My Giants were playing against the Chargers and I hope my niggas out there were capable enough to whoop they asses without me.

"Yeah, baby. Whatchu need?" I asked without thinking about it or looking her way.

"Look at me first, nigga damn."

"Commercial, Win. You know how important this shit is."

"Am I not important to you, bitch?"

I sighed and pressed pause. Tossing the remote on the other side of the couch.

"Fuck you need, Winter?" I mumbled before my face softened. She's so damn beautiful.

"Talk to Jaylen." she nodded over to the slide doors and I sighed, reaching back over for the remote. She grabbed it before I could and threw that bitch like she was one of my teammates.

"Listen to me!" she whined.

"I heard whatchu said. I'm good."

"I ain't ask if you was good, go see about your brother."

"We hardly cousins. Nigga ain't part of me no more." she rolled her eyes and neck and I did the same.

"Fuck outta here with the attitude. You don't even like that nigga." I mumbled, playing with her belly ring so I ain't have to look at her.

"Baby," she picked my head up. "I know I said some foul shit about him but he's out here hurting. Ya'll were friends before Rob. Can't just delete history because you're mad."

"That shit he did to my sis was foul. That's ya best friend, you saw how shawty was hurting."

"I know. But now, he's cooped up in rehab with less friends than he's had before. You were his only friend, Dell. Just go talk to him."

I sighed hard and blew air outta my cheeks. I looked out to the balcony and saw Jaylen drawing at the table with a cigarette tucked behind his ear. "Aight."

She smiled and held my face. "Be the bigger person, ugly. Love you."

"I love you back." I mumbled and she helped me up. I walked over to the fridge and grabbed two Coronas and limped all the way outside. He had some music playing, he hummed to it and kept doing what he was doing. Not even noticing my big ass offering my company.

I sat across from him and knocked on his piece of paper. "You want one or is this gunna fuck up progress?" I slid the beer across the table and he accepted it.

"Thanks, man." he mumbled and turned the music down. We cracked our beers open and sipped them in silence.

"You aight? They treating you good in there?"

"It's like jail, bro. Restrictions all over. I'm aight though. How you?"

"Leg getting better. Still a little pain when I do certain shit. I should be good for next season."

He nodded with a smirk. "Good 'cause ya niggas sufferin', ya'll had ya'll asses handed to you in that Sea Hawks game."

"Kiss my ass." I laughed.

"Aye man, I'm sorry for everything that went down."

"I don't wanna hear that shit, man. I can't forgive you for damaging my sister. I'm only out here because Winter miss the brotherhood. I'm chillin' without it."

"I'm still sorry, nigga. If you can't accept it that's ya problem."

"If I wasn't sure that I would break some other shit in my leg, I would fuck you up and throw you over that damn rail."

"All bark, nigga. What stopped you from doing that shit in seventh grade?" he laughed and I busted out lauging.

"Yo, I coulda ended you hella times and never took my chance."

"And why's that?"

"Because no matter how smart your fuckin' mouth is and how wild you be out here, you still my little bro. How I'ma protect you from niggas getting at you if I do the job for them?" I laughed.

"I appreciate you, O. Annoying ass guardian angel."

"Steer clear of my sister for a minute, man. She glowin', enjoying life. If you love her you gotta let her enjoy her shit. Even if that means without you. Don't force it, Jay."

He nodded and I dapped him up, hugging him.

"Hold ya head out there. Stay clean."

"I'ma try."

"Try ya hardest. I don't wanna hear no bad news about my nigga."

He nodded again.

"Now help me up so I could get at them leftovers." I yelled and he rushed over to the other side of the table and successfully pulled me up. For as scrawny as he was, this nigga was strong. My little big brother.

I limped back to the kitchen and Robyn crept up behind me. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah, we squashed it." I mumbled putting some food in the microwave.

"Good. I felt bad that you guys fell out over me."

"We fell out because he ain't know how to treat you. Don't feel bad, Rob." she smirked.

"Don't let this shit happen again. How you meet that nigga?" I nodded over to the roasting session in the living room.

"He works at a tattoo shop in Memphis."

"Tattoo? You got tatted Rob?" she rolled her sleeve up and showed me the tattoos of her dad and mom.

"Yo, that's crazy. New life got you feelin' yaself." she smiled. "I'm happy for you."

"Thank you."

Deja

As I was coming out of the bathroom, Winter popped up and scared the shit outta me, pushing me back in.

"Winter, what the hell are you doing?"

She ignored my question and continued to scowl at me. "Bitch, you don't speak today?"

"Girl, get the fuck out my face. You were buried under your nigga all day. I ain't wanna raise hell in his crib. I speak when spoken to."

"Where's your Southern hospitality?" she smiled and I rolled my eyes and walked out of the bathroom and back to the couch so I could go back to sleep. She got the game fucked up. It's 4 in the morning and now she's tryna run game.

"Deja." she stood over me and I opened my eyes to slits. "I know you're not mad at me for being with my man."

"Nah but it would've been nice to know that you had one." I mumbled, stealing most of the covers from Eric.

"So you didn't notice this big ass promise ring on my finger? You ain't got a right to be mad, who's Shelby?"

"Nobody." I mumbled and rolled my eyes.

"Nobody sure as hell got a lot of emoji's next to her name. You lying to me already, baby?"

"Can ya'll shut the fuck up?" Eric mumbled from the other side of the couch and I giggled.

"Sorry, E."

"Shut up. Ya restless ass is just mad Robyn making you work for ya nut." Winter said louder than she needed to. We laughed and he flicked us off half-asleep.

"Come here." Win took my hand and led me to the dark ass kitchen. She picked me up and put me on the counter and turned to grab something from the fridge.

"So you're not gunna tell me who Shelby is?" she mumbled, playing with my robe.

"My girlfriend."

"And you're mad why...?"

"I didn't throw her in your face. We're barely together."

"I didn't throw Odell in your face. Your lookin' ass was staring." she laughed.

Folding my arms, I sighed and tried to leave. Her mean ass was making me fall harder. She grabbed a strawberry from the container and sprayed some whipped cream on the tip and put it to my lips.

"Bite it before I bite yo ass." I rolled my eyes and bit it slow and sexy, looking into her eyes. She raised my robe a bit and brushed her fingers against my clit.

"Winter, if you don't get the hell away from me. I'll devour your heterosexual ass." I laughed and she did the same, feeding me another piece.

The lights flicked on and two big ass niggas appeared. "Win, what the fuck is this?" her boyfriend asked.

I widened my eyes and kept eating the strawberry. "Yeah shit, if I knew you was down. We could've had something special." Jaylen said and I laughed loudly. He’s been cracking jokes all day.

"I invite you in my fuckin' house and you tryna court my girl?" Odell asked.

"Nigga please, ya girl was all on me back in Memphis." Winter gave me a look.

"Winter, come to my crib. Lemme show you something real quick." Jaylen mumbled. This nigga was funny as shit.

"Jay, shut up, my nigga. Winter, you plan on telling me some shit?"

"She ain't do shit. It wasn't even like that. Relax." I mumbled, frustrated because her nice ass lips could've had me all on 'em by now.

"I mean, if you into niggas I could wipe that frown off ya face and have yo ass floating." Jaylen bragged on his dick and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm aight. Thanks for the offer. Am I being kicked out or can I go back to sleep?"

"Go ahead, scary." Winter mumbled with a wink and I laughed, hopping off the counter and back to the couch with Eric. "That ass got caught?" he asked in his sleep and I nodded.

"Bold ass." he mumbled.

"Like you weren't fighting the urge to go upstairs and find Robyn."

"Mind ya business." he smiled and I laughed.

"Yeah, ugly. Mind yours."

"Aight ya'll, I'm out. Bye sexy." Jaylen blew a kiss at me and I scrunched up my face.

"It's something about that nigga." Eric mumbled and I shrugged. He seemed cool to me.