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chapter four. get my cigarettes , part 1

"All I'm saying, Sam, is you got a target on your head and you don't seem all that fazed" Adam says, concerned.

"I grew up in a family full of cops, which includes Voight. I know how to handle myself, plus I have you guys right?" Sam says as she, Jay, Adam and Antonio walk out of the break room.

"Right" Jay smiles.

"Most gangs only pay 10 G for a cop. If you're really worth 100,000, I should take you out myself, pay off my mortgage" Antonio laughs, and Sam nudges him and says. "Try it"

"Coke dealer one time put a million dollar tag on me and Voight" Al says. Sam sits at her desk and says, "That's crazy" while drinking from her cup of coffee.

"How'd you handle that?" Ruzek questions.

"Well you dust yourself. Never go home the same way twice. Run red lights and if a car follows you through one, you chamber a round and you handle business"

Sam looks at Jay and mouths the word 'wow'.

Voight walks out of his office and tapes a picture on the whiteboard and the team faces him and says, "This is Billy Fagan. Small time hood. Had ties to a local outfit. I've run into him a couple times" Voight tapes up another picture, "This is Billy Fagan seven hours ago. Organized crime found him. Dollar bill pinned to his chest. They looked into the Serbians, cartels, coming up empty"

"We taking this from organized crime because he was your poker buddy?" Erin asks and Sam's eyes widen.

Voight looks at Lindsay and ignores what she said and continues on, "Start reaching out to your CIs" and with that Hank goes into his office, followed by Erin.

Jay leans forward at his desk and says to Sam, "Hey you sure your're okay? I never got the chance to make sure"

"I'm really fine Jay, I promise. Thank you for asking though"

But Sam wasn't fine even though she tells everyone she is. Sam is a tough girl, she can stand up to anything and for anyone but just the thought of a bounty being on her head, freaks her out a bit.

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Sam along with the team step out of their cars, bullet proof vests on and meeting up with Voight and Dawson at some lumber yard.

"Brent Norelli. Assault, armed robbery" Hank says showing the team the suspects picture, "Even did six months at the cook county psych ward. Norelli inherited this lumber yard from his old man, but it's just a front. He just broke off from the outfit old-timers, but he's already making plays for some of their rackets. Let's go"

As they walk towards the building, Sam pulls out her gun from her holster and ducks under the garage door, entering the building behind Jay.

As the team, quickly and slowly makes their way through the building, pointing their guns out in front of them at the suspects, they announce themselves, "Chicago PD! Put your hands up!"

Voight pushes a guy up against a ladder and asks him where Norelli is. "He's in the store room"

Sam followed by her team gather around a room that says, 'private'

Dawson bangs on the door and before he could finish announcing himself, shots are fired through the door.

Once the shooting stops, Antonio shoots back through the hole in the door, and hitting the shooter. Leading to Atwater kicking in the door and the team rushes over to the shooter and Kevin cuffs him.

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Sam hangs up the phone with the crime lab and looks at her team and says, "One blast of double-ought buckshot, killed both Fagan and Marcello. No shells were found at either murder. Crime scene estimates the killers height based on blood spatter to be 5'10", which narrows it down"

"There was no forced entry to any of the doors or windows in Marcellos building. There's a fire escape in the back, but it doesn't lead to the roof" Erin comments, "You'd have to climb up from there, which is not an easy feat. But it's the only way that somebody could have come and gone unnoticed"

"How long have you been doing this?" Al asks Hank who nods his head, indicating a long time, "Alright and how many shot gun murders have you seen before these?"

"Two" Hank replies.

"Alright, so it's got to be a pro"

"Or a redneck" Atwater says nonchalantly.

"Pro redneck. I'm calling it" Sam and Jay say in unison, which make them look at each other and laugh. Ruzek comes up the stairs with a file in hand and says, "I did financial forensics on our two shotgun victims"

Kevin looks at Jay and Sam and says, "He farmed it out, I guarantee it" and Adam glares at Kevin.

"Fagan and Marcello were, uh, partners in a shell company. Maxwell investments. They loan money out at astronomically high-" Al cuts Adam off, because he was taking to long to explain what a loan shark is and says. "Loan Sharks"

"I was gonna get to that. Thank you, Alvin" Adam says which makes Sam smirk to herself.

"Their latest client just signed over his only dry cleaning business a week ago" Adam says reading from the file, "One, Dale Hansen. Owned 'Fine Choice Cleaners'. Two locations, one on North Broadway and the second on West Belmont. Is that fast enough for you Al?" and Al nods his head yes.

"Antonio take Sam with you and pay this guy a visit. I have someone else I need to talk to" and with that Dawson and Miller were on their way to find Dale Hansen.

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Antonio and Sam are in a hospital room with Dale Hansen and his wife who is unconscious.

"What happened?" Sam asks.

"She swallowed a bottle of Xanax because I lost our business. Can we do this another time?"

"Some guy from Maxwell Investments pay you a visit?" Dawson questions looking at Dale's bruised face. Hansen scoffs and says, "Had one good cleaners we built from scratch. Bank wouldn't give us a loan for a second location, so I borrowed from Maxwells. Thing didn't work out so good, couldn't get out of the red and then when I didn't repay them fast enough, they took both our stores"

"Yeah and blowing them away with a shotgun would probably take care of the vig" Sam says.

"Am I torn up that those leeches are dead? Not for a second"

"Dad" Sam and Antonio turn around to the sound of a female's voice, "What's going on?"

"Uh, they're just here to ask some questions, hon, It's okay"

Sam and Antonio give each other a look and Sam escorts the kids outside of the room.

"Is this about my mom?" The girl asks.

"Actually, I need to know where your dad was all day"

"With us, why?"

Sam looks over at the boy, as he puts his head down. "Look why don't you take your brother home. You guys should get some sleep"

"This is where I need to be" The boy speaks up.

"Okay"

The brother and sister duo walk back inside the hospital room, when Dawson walks out, "How are the kids?"

Sam sighs, "Lost"

"It's always that way, huh. Parents do dumb things and the kids take the brunt" Antonio says as they walk down the hall, "We got to run the dad, and see if he bought a shotgun recently"

Sam then answers her work phone that's been ringing, "Miller" then listens for a second and stops her and Antonio from walking, "Thanks" Sam says hanging up the phone, "There's another shotgun victim in Bridgeport"

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Sam walks over to Antonio's desk with a picture of the shell and shows him and says, "So the shotgun shell found in the garage. Ten gauge. We're looking into a lot number to see where it was bought"

"You run a check on Dale Hansen?" Dawson asks.

"Yeah, he hasn't bought a shotgun. Legally, anyways"

"Right" Dawson says and Sam walks back to her desk and sees Jay smiling at her. "What?"

"Nothing"

"Okay, weirdo"

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Samantha walks up to her apartment and gets her keys out to unlock it when she sees that her door is basically smashed in.

Sam takes her gun out and slowly walks inside and clears her place and turns the lights on to see that it's a complete mess. Her files are literally thrown everywhere, the coffee table is smashed and broken, her favorite blue velvet couch ripped to shreds, literally everything.

"Son of a-" Sam growls in anger.

Sam takes her phone out and calls the only person she wants to see right now, "Hey, can you come over?"

20 minutes later, Jay arrives to Sams apartment, only to be surprised by her place being destroyed.

"Sam!" Jay shouts out, "Samantha!"

"Jay?" Sam says walking out of her bedroom and Jay embraces her with a hug, tightly wrapping his strong arms around the petite girl.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine"

Jay pulls away and raises an eyebrow at the girl, "Sam"

"Jay I said I'm fine"

"What happened?"

"It's Bembenek, it has to be. My apartment is the only one destroyed and nothing is missing"

"I'm so sorry, Sammy"

When Sam heard Jay call her Sammy, it made her feel warm like her heart needed to hear that, in order to feel like she's finally home, and home, meaning not a place, but a person. And maybe that person is Jay Halstead.

"You're gonna pack some things and stay with me until this whole thing blows over, alright?" Jay says pushing some hair behind her ear.

"Okay"

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"I'm sorry to do this to you Jay" Sam says walking out of the bathroom, "I know you probably want some personal space"

"Hey, don't be sorry. I'm glad you're gonna be my roommate for a bit" Jay smiles.

"Only if you're sure"

Jay cups Sam's face with his hands and says, "I'm more than sure, okay?"

Sam nods her head. Sam and Jay stay like they are and stare into each other's eyes for what seems like forever.

"Jay"

"Mmm..."

"Just kiss me already"

Jay leans in for a kiss and to the both of them it was one of the best kisses they've ever had in their lives. They slowly move over to Jay's bed, not breaking the kiss.

Sam sits on the edge of the bed and takes her shirt off and throws it on the floor, revealing her black laced bra, which Jay instantly smiles too and then he takes his shirt off too, throwing it somewhere on his floor. Once Sam sees Jay shirtless, her mouth goes dry. She has never seen such a perfectly sculpted human being in her life.

Jay leans forward to kiss Sam -the goddess as he puts it- again and they slowly fall back onto the bed and climb back towards the pillows. Jay then leaves a trail of wet kisses down her stomach and slowly unbuttons her jeans, taking them off in one quick move, throwing them onto the floor.

Jay kisses back up Sam's stomach, over her bra, making her let out a moan and then back up to her beautiful full lips, while running his left hand up and down her thigh, then over her panty line.

Sam roams her hands through his hair, "Jay"

"Yeah" Jay looks up at Sam, smiling.

"Please.."

"You sure?"

Sam lets out a small chuckle. "Yes. More then sure"

And as you may have guessed....the rest is history.

To Be Continued...

a/n;

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