⋆° დ ༄ UNTIL THERE WAS YOU
chapter eleven. chicken, dynamite, chainsaw , part 2.

The intelligence unit is back at the station. Sam and Jay sit at their desks, listening to Adam mumble on.

"Got an ID on the dead shooter" Adam says, taping a picture to the whiteboard, "A guy by the name of Jason Woodley. Career criminal, two months out of prison after a stint for armed robbery"

"Alright, Jason Woodley. I want everything we got on this guy" Hank orders, "Family members, known associates..."

"Hey" Jay says and Sam looks over to her boyfriend from her computer, "I'm going to get a drink, do you want one?"

Sam shakes her head, "I'm good. Thanks though"

Once Jay walks away to the break room, Sam heads to the locker room and takes her sling off and winces in pain.

The raven haired girl looks at her arm to see blue and purple bruising coming out from under her cast and then she lifts her shirt up and sees the biggest bruise, she's ever seen, like it had gotten bigger from this morning and when she goes to touch it, her eyes close involuntarily as her face scrunches up from the pain. And all the girl can feel right now is anger and numbness, even after killing the guy that was responsible and quite frankly, Sam could care less.

Watching the light go out in his eyes made her feel good because of all the crap that he's put her through but also lost because why did she feel this way? Why did she like seeing him take his last breath? If she had the chance to redo the situation over, she'd kill him again and again and again and—

"Sammy, you in here?"

Sam clears her throat and wipes away the tears that are falling from her eyes and then puts her shirt back down carefully, as well as her sling. "Yeah"

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm great. What's up?"

Jay lifts an eyebrow, not quite believing his girlfriend but let's it go for now, "I'm going over to Woodley's mothers. You in?"

"Yeah"

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Sam and Jay are at Woodley's mother's house, questioning her about her son, Jason.

"You know what they said, when I asked to see my son? Said he was evidence. Like he was a thing"

"You know, hard as it may be to hear, ma'am. Your son took his own life when he shot at us" Sam says and Ms. Woodley glares at the younger girl.

"Which one of you killed him?"

Sam and Jay look at each other, and he says, "Neither ma'am"

"Well, you tell the officer who did it..." Ms. Woodley says, as she begins to sob, "I have nothing but peace now, cause that boy...could never turn the corner, though I tried and I tried and I tried"

"We understand ma'am. You can only do what you can" Jay says trying to comfort the older lady.

"Can you tell us who Jason ran around with?" Sam asks, "Cause what he did...he wasn't alone"

"Had to be Reid. Had to be"

"Reid have a last name?" Sam questions.

"Dryer"

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"Reid Dryer" Hanks says, taping the mans picture to the whiteboard, "Construction foreman. Just got out of prison. Did ten years for armed robbery"

Sam sits down at her desk and hits her elbow on the corner of it and winces in pain, trying to keep in her swears.

"Sam.." Erin whispers to the taller girl.

"I'm fine, Erin"

"Are you sure?"

"Erin..I said I'm fine" Sam says and Erin sighs, moving her attention back to Voight.

"Guy he robbed was embezzling money from Gordons' company" Jay comments.

"So Gordan hired Reid to take back his money, the guys been robbing from him. He does it, goes to prison" Adam says, putting two and two together.

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"Bet that cell phone is in this building" Hank says over the walkie as him, Al and Sam sit in the SUV across the street from the old, abandoned school, they're staking out.

Jay is on top of a building across the street, with a sniper rifle, while Dawson and Lindsay are inside the school, clearing rooms and Atwater and Ruzek in a van, next to the building, looking at blueprints.

"Halstead, what do you see?" Hank questions.

"Nothing, so far"

"Same here. Empty so far" Lindsay says over her walkie, "Ruzek, how many rooms, we looking at?"

"Blueprints are coming in now...got something like 15 or 16 rooms" Ruzek responds over his walkie.

"Hold up. I got something. Second floor. Two people. Big room. North side of the building." Jay says, "Looks like it could be our kidnapper"

"Okay, that's the science lab" Ruzek says, as Lindsay and Dawson make their way through the building, "Guys, at the end of the hallway, make a left"

"Approaching the science lab now" Lindsay says through her walkie.

"Shots fired inside" Jay says.

"You got eyes on Allison yet?" Hanks questions.

"I'm not seeing anything"

"Music room. Northwest side" Adam says.

"Got it" Voight responds as he, Sam and Al get out of the car and head into the building and to the music room.

Al kicks the door in and Hank goes in with his flashlight on, scanning the messy room as they spot Allison tied to the radiator and Sam runs over to the girl and kneels down next to her, trying to undo her restraints, "Allison, are you okay?" which leads to the brunette crying.

"Halstead, we have Allison Becks. If you have the shot, take it" Hanks tells Jay over his walkie.

After Hank frees Allison of her restraints, because Sam was unable to do it with her one hand, the four head up to the science lab and the girl instantly runs to her dad, crying.

"He called my cell. He said he'd give me Allison if I brought the money and he said not to go to the police...I had to try"

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Sam is sitting at her desk, doing some paperwork, when Hank calls her into his office.

"What's up, Sarg?" Sam asks, closing the door behind her.

"I just wanted to check up on ya. See how you're feeling"

"I'm fine. Just some pain in my arm. Nothing I can't handle"

"Good"

"Is there anything else? I have paperwork"

"It can wait till tomorrow. Take the rest of the night off" Hank insists.

"Okay, sure"

Sam leaves Voight's office, grabs her jacket from the back of her chair and heads out of the 21st.

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Sam walks into her apartment and into her room and throws her jacket on her bed and sits on the edge, next to her nightstand.

Sam opens the drawer and takes out a sonogram from when she was pregnant and starts to let the tears finally fall from her eyes.

The raven haired girl runs her pointer finger over the picture, slowly, "I'm so sorry. You deserved to be in this world. You deserved better than me"