Coming Home
Pairing: Will Halstead x HalsteadSister!Reader x Jay Halstead
Requested: yes, by anon
Summary: Y/N returns to Chicago to surprise her brothers but she’s not telling them everything. Meanwhile, a series of mysterious calls and texts seem to hint at something else brewing in the background.
Word Count: 4.6K+
Square Filled: Kidnap/Hostage for #resa.3kfiestabingo
Warnings: canon typical mentions of kidnapping, stalking
A/N: Hi guys! I’m still on vacation but I managed to get this out while I was recharging. Might have some mistakes but overall I still hope yall like it!
HALSTEAD!SISTER MASTERLIST
“Y/N?”
An incredulous look crossed Jay’s face, like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing - you, standing right in front of his door.
Before you knew it, Jay was right in front of you, pulling you into his arms and lifting you off the ground as if you were a small child once again yet you couldn’t help the laugh that burst out of you. A genuine laugh that you felt hadn’t left your lips in months.
“What are you doing here?”
You gave him a look. “Seriously? We’re doing this out here? With my luggage?”
Jay smiled. “Give it here.” He took your carrier before he opened his door, pushing it open with his foot so you could step into his apartment.
Jay’s apartment was almost like how you remembered it, as if almost no time had passed since you’d gone off to study and decided to stay in Europe for some experience. You knew your brothers would have preferred for you to at least return to America but they also agreed that you needed to do what you felt was right.
But it really was nice to be home.
“Does Will know you’re back?” Jay asked, handing you a glass of water. When you didn’t answer immediately, he narrowed his eyes. “You went to his place first, didn’t you?”
You let out a small guilty laugh at his accusatory tone and shrugged. “I figured he was the one with more regulated hours. But I couldn’t find a Halstead there. He moved?”
Jay nodded. “Yeah, you know things happen.”
You nodded absentmindedly. “At least you didn’t.”
“That’s kind of the reason I didn’t.” Jay said with a smile.
You looked up. “What if our baby sister couldn’t find either of us?”
“I’m not a baby.” You shot back.
Jay let out a chortle. “You will always be a baby.” He teased gently.
You didn’t let on the exact reason why you were back and although Jay knew something was a little off, he didn’t push. Instead, he called Will, with a vague phone call so that you could surprise your oldest brother as well.
“Jay, I’m coming in!” Will said, his strained voice from the other side of the door telling you that he was a little worried.
The door opened, Will freezing in the door frame for a second before a look of surprise with a happy smile. “Y/N!”
You allowed the oldest Halstead to give you a tight hug, enveloping you in his arms and you felt another wave of security as well as ease wash over you, reaffirming your decision to come home.
Jay ordered in, so the three of you could spend some quiet time together, Jay’s apartment resounding with laughter like it usually did when the three of you were together.
“How long are you back for?” Will asked, taking a sip of beer.
You shrugged. “I might be staying.”
You didn’t miss the sparkle of hope in both their eyes as they glanced at each other.
“I mean if I can crash here.” You said, a slightly cheeky tone slipping into your voice.
Jay rolled his eyes. “You can have the whole freaking apartment if you want.”
You laughed. “Yeah, I just… well I missed you and I thought it was time. But I came here with no plan so you’ll have to feed me until I find a job.”
Will smiled. “I think the ED has a spot.”
You raised an eyebrow. “As long as you promise to not breathe down my neck.”
You’d taken the job.
There’d been a bit of a turnover lately and Maggie needed an experienced nurse, which was just as well. You were sure being a Halstead also helped.
“Remember what you promised me.” You said through gritted teeth on your first day.
But working at Med had turned out much better than you’d expected. Other than the fact that Will had kept his promise and tried his best to keep out of your way, the people you worked with were really great. Even the paramedics and firefighters that came in were a hoot, and you’d quickly become friendly with almost everyone.
So things seemed really good.
Until it started up again.
It had seemed mostly innocent enough, getting a few missed calls from unknown numbers while you were on shift. You’d barely put any thought into it, letting the phone ring as you moved quickly through the ED, from room to room, just another day in the ED.
The mistake you made was picking up one day after your shift.
“Hello?”
When you were met with silence, you paused and repeated the greeting. “Hello?”
Now, there was a slight crackling. You frowned, pulling your phone away from your ear to make sure the call was still connected, before you took a quick screenshot and tried one more time. When there was no response still, you disconnected the call, slipping your phone back into your pocket.
You didn’t give the call much thought, especially since there were plenty of scam calls going around and you figured this was just one of those calls.
But the calls didn’t stop and you’d even asked Jay if there was anything that could be done but the numbers kept changing and based on what Jay could do at this point of time, considering there was no apparent threat, it didn’t lead to anything much.
Of course, you’d kept the frequency of the calls from Jay, which was why he wasn’t as worried as he probably should have been. You’d even kept the weird “I see you” texts from Jay since you figured it was probably some prank or a wrong number.
It only hit you one day when you were heading out of Med, alongside Will, when you thought you saw a familiar figure standing a distance away.
Your head whipped around and you felt that familiar feeling of dread, a feeling you hadn’t felt for months since you’d been back in Chicago, surrounded by friends and your brothers.
“Y/N?”
Will looked slightly concerned as he glanced over your head from where he towered over you, trying to see what had caused your reaction.
You looked back at him, before glancing over your shoulder again, where there was no one.
Maybe you were just imagining things. Maybe it was just one of those empty deja vu feelings.
You shook your head at Will with a smile. “I just thought I saw…”
Will looked like he was waiting for you to finish your sentence but you shook your head with a smile. “Come on, let’s go. Jay’s gonna complain if we’re late again.”
Will looked slightly unconvinced but smiled. “I bet he’s not even there yet.”
You didn’t respond, pulling your brother to his car, once again unaware of the pair of eyes that were watching you from afar.
Jay glanced up at the clock with a sigh. The bullpen was already empty and he’d wanted to be home slightly earlier today so he could have a meal with you. But looking at the time, you’d probably be at least half asleep by the time he got home.
His phone buzzed just as he pushed his chair back, stretching as he did. With a small smile, he leaned over to answer the call on speaker, sure you were just going to whine over the phone about him being late and probably asking for some late night snack.
“I’m leaving, I swear. What can I get you?” Jay spoke with an amused smile, grabbing his jacket.
But the words that bounced back at him made him freeze in his tracks.
“What are you doing here?”
Your voice shook slightly with an emotion that sounded a lot like fear.
Jay frowned, quickly shrugging on his jacket, grabbing his phone and rushing down the steps. He couldn’t hear much of what the other person was saying, so he just pushed himself faster, speeding past the front desk his phone still pressed against his ear, barely hearing Trudy’s “Where’s the fire, Halstead?” comment before he was out the doors.
What was at most a 15 minute drive felt like forever, as Jay sped through the streets, finally pulling up outside his apartment building, not even bothering to wait for the elevator.
The door to his apartment wasn’t even shut properly, the door merely resting on the frame. Jay pulled his gun out as he’d done so many times at other places, except that he could feel the bad feeling turn his stomach over.
Jay nudged the door open with his foot, pulling his focus forward and using trained eyes to glance around his apartment.
Stuff was strewn all over the floor, pieces of broken glass from a shattered cup, leaflets spread across the floor. He knew what he was seeing - a struggle. Most definitely.
“Y/N?” He called, even though he knew it was useless. This wasn’t a random robbery or attack. You’d known the person who’d come in. You had been the target.
Even so, Jay cleared each and every corner and room, before he called Will to get him to come over before he called Voight.
It was only after he’d finished calling everyone he needed to call that the information he’d already known finally clicked into place, settling into a dark place in his chest.
Someone had taken you.
Jay could hear people talking but he wasn’t processing anything, his mind trying to sift through the few months since you’d been back, trying to figure out what it was that he’d missed or what you hadn’t told them.
“Jay.”
Kim touched his elbow gently and he glanced up now, realizing he was supposed to provide some sort of response.
“What?”
Kim exhaled gently before she repeated herself. “Adam’s taking Will’s statement. I’ll try to make this quick, alright?”
“I’m working this.” Jay responded, looking Kim straight in the eye.
Kim nodded. “I don’t think Voight’s taking you off. Just talk to me, so we can work this together. That’s the fastest way we’ve got to find her. Because we will.”
Jay exhaled before he nodded, letting Kim ask the questions, swallowing down the annoyance of feeling like a victim’s family.
“She didn’t tell us anything. But she was jumpy, everytime her phone rang. She stuck a little close to us when we were out, even at Molly’s, as if she was five all over again. Damn it, I should have wrangled it out of her.”
Kim glanced up at her friend. “Jay, let’s focus, alright?” She paused and he nodded. “So she didn’t say anything?”
Jay shook his head. “She didn’t even really tell us why she was back. I bought the whole ‘new environment’ excuse for a bit, but things were a little different.”
Kim nodded. “Okay, tell me about the phone call.”
Jay exhaled slowly. “She knew this guy, I’m sure of it. But I couldn’t make out what he was saying…”
Jay looked back almost helplessly at his friend and Kim nodded. “Listen, we’ll find her.”
Jay nodded again, glancing back at the bullpen now where Will had just emerged from Voight’s office. He turned to glance at Kim again. “Let’s do this.”
You glanced up now, feeling the defiance in you rise to almost the same level as your fear, the figure pacing in front of you now a familiar one. Your hands were fastened securely behind your back, the cable ties so tight they were cutting into your skin.
This was the reason you felt the need to return home standing right in front of you.
“You followed me here?” You asked, doing your best to keep your voice steady, not to betray even a sliver of the actual fear that you felt.
You were pretty sure that your frantic call to Jay had gone through, even though your phone was now probably still stuffed in the corner of the couch, where you hoped Jay or someone would find it. Which gave you a sliver of hope that was only present because of the fact that you’d returned home. At least you were in Chicago. Jay and Will would find you. You just needed to hang on until then.
“You wanted me to find you.”
You exhaled slowly, not really succeeding in blocking out his voice, the memory of the first time you’d met Tobias Mills still clear in your mind.
He’d come in after an accident in a lot of pain, so you’d done what you did best. As you assisted the doctor on call in the ED, you connected with the patient. Except that this time, it had backfired. Mills had become totally obsessed with you, so much so that you’d been forced to get a restraining order. But even that hadn’t stopped him. He’d watch you from across the street, or send you messages. To this day, you still had no idea how he’d even gotten your number. So as a last resort, before you lost your last shred of sanity, you’d left, packing your bags almost overnight and taking the first available flight straight to Chicago.
But now he was here.
What was worse was that he’d somehow managed to follow you all the way to Jay’s apartment, picked a night Jay was late and practically taken you by force.
“I should have known.” He muttered as he paced in front of you, as if he’d forgotten you were there. “This was why you turned me down. But two of them?”
His voice raised at the last question and he looked furiously at you.
“Two?!”
You flinched, even though you were trying hard not to. Even so, your brain was already putting all the pieces together. He’d stalked you, seen you with your brothers and put everything together into his own narrative. Again.
Jay put down the phone a little harder than he’d meant to, but the rest of the bullpen barely flinched, like they hadn’t heard it, the sound of furious typing and vague telephone conversations not pausing.
Jay could feel his anxiety mounting as each second ticked past but he glanced towards the pantry where Will was sitting, looking down at his hands and reminded himself that at least he was able to do something and that the both of you were counting on him.
He closed his eyes for just a second, even though he knew Kim had looked up and was watching him now.
There was something missing and he knew it. There was something he was not seeing and he just needed one piece to put it all together. At least that’s how he felt.
With not much to go on, seeing as they weren’t able to find much prints, the team had tried to backtrace your steps but even finding your phone was futile because the burner phones were practically untraceable. After exhausting all possibilities in Chicago, Jay was pretty sure it was something that had followed you home from Europe. Or someone. So Intelligence had put in more efforts to try to connect with the contacts you had had there.
But there was still nothing. Jay had no idea why someone had taken you, what they wanted. He couldn’t think of anyone who wanted to hurt you, but if it was someone who wanted to hurt him, there would have been a ransom call, a message, something. The silence, the lack of knowledge, it was killing him.
Jay heard the door click open, Will motioning towards him with a flick of his head. Sighing, he pushed back his chair, knowing that nothing good would come out of going to his brother with little to no answers.
“Jay, you have to tell me something.” Will said, before the door was even fully closed. “I’m climbing the walls here.”
Jay exhaled, before he looked up at his brother. “We don’t have a lot to go on.”
There was a pause before Will spoke again. “You’re telling me you have nothing.”
Jay didn’t answer.
“Jay, you have nothing? Nothing that could help us find her? She’s out there, somewhere, scared out of her mind and there’s nothing?”
Jay couldn’t even blame Will for raising his voice. Frustration, that was all the emotion behind Will’s voice, frustration that Jay himself couldn’t even express since he was in no position to at this moment. He couldn’t, he had to focus.
Jay exhaled gently. “We’re working on it, Will.”
Will knew that, he’d just let his frustration get the better of him. He hadn’t meant to make Jay feel worse but just as he opened his mouth to tell his younger brother so, the door opened.
“Jay. I think you need to take this call.”
Without another word, Jay gave his brother a look before he headed back for the bullpen and Kim led the conversation. “Hey, Stacie. It’s Kim. Can you repeat what you just told me?”
Jay listened with quiet building anger as the girl on the line talked, explaining that she had been your roommate and had also worked alongside you at the hospital. Then she talked about the patient who’d come in and formed an unhealthy attachment to you, how he waited in front of the apartment building, how he came to the hospital, but she didn’t have a conclusion for the team.
“I don’t know what happened after that. I tried to convince her to continue staying with me so that I could look out for her but she said she didn’t want to create trouble for me. She was worried that he’d do something to me too, so…”
Kim’s eyes flicked to where Jay was gripping the edge of the table so hard, his knuckles were turning white. That sounded just like you, and that really tore at Jay. He didn’t know why you didn’t tell him, or Will. Why didn’t you call to say you were having a tough time, or tell them when you’d come home?
But Jay spoke anyway, keeping his voice so steady, a stranger wouldn’t have realized they were talking about his sister. “Do you have a name?”
Tobias Mills.
Jay was now staring at the records that they’d barely managed to wrangle out of the European authorities.
Stalking. Threatening behavior. But nothing that could get him convicted.
“I got him.” Adam broke the silence, finally looking up from where he had been studying the airport footage for almost an hour.
“Facial recognition missed him because of what he’s wearing but I’m pretty sure that’s him. Right?” Adam asked, playing the footage again.
Jay gave a grunt of acknowledgement before he studied the footage playing. Tobias had reached Chicago slightly two weeks after you had and someone had met him at the airport.
“I’m on it.” Kim said, before anyone else could say anything, already running facial recognition on Mills’ acquaintance as the rest of the video played out.
Ben Mason.
Facial recognition popped quickly with a record that didn’t make Jay feel any better. Multiple counts of assault, misconduct, illegal firearm possession, the list went on.
“The money trail. Mills must have paid him for his help.” Kevin said quietly, glancing at Jay.
Jay growled, the worry blooming in his chest. What exactly had Mills paid for?
But thankfully he didn’t have much longer to blindly worry. “Mason’s uncle owned a factory that’s now out of business. As far as we can tell, it’s been abandoned for at least a year. It’s under his mother’s maiden name so…”
Kevin didn’t finish his sentence before Voight nodded. “Gear up.”
You could feel your heart pumping in your chest, feel the adrenaline working through your veins as you now lay on your side, unsure where the pain was coming from, other than the cable ties cutting into your skin. Maybe the roots of your hair were still smarting from when he’d pulled your head back roughly to look at him, or maybe it was when he’d raised his leg to kick you in the chest in his frustration, making your entire body topple backwards. Or maybe it was just the ache from having your arms pulled backwards for such a prolonged time.
“If I can’t have you, no one can.”
The words echoed in the empty area, bouncing off the walls as if to intimidate you further, even though he’d left a while ago.
Mills had been prepared. That, you knew. Maybe he’d hidden you somewhere no one else would find you. Maybe that’s why Jay hadn’t come for you yet, because you had no doubt that Jay would be here if he knew where you were.
There was a slam, which signalled his return and you felt your breath pick up. You were sure that if Jay didn’t come soon, things were going to get ugly soon. He was either going to do whatever he wanted with you or kill you in a fit of rage - you didn’t know which was worse.
You tried to breathe slower, reminding yourself you weren’t going to show him fear no matter what. You didn’t raise your head as the footsteps got closer, and you wondered what he was up to. If you didn’t know any better, the footsteps sounded… tentative.
“Y/N!”
The voice you’d been waiting for, the sound of safety you’d known your entire life and you raised your head now, slightly worried that you were imagining things.
His name felt like it was stuck in your throat, the energy suddenly sucked out of you as you felt the adrenaline drop all of a sudden.
“Oh my god.” His voice swept past you, landing on you gently, just as he reached you. You heard his knees hit the ground as he bent over you. “Are you hurt?”
You still didn’t answer him, the fog in your brain worried that it wasn’t true, that when you looked up it would be Mills again.
But the pressure on your wrists lifted as Jay sliced through the cable ties. “Are you hurt?” He asked again, pulling you up against him, his eyes scanning you up and down.
“Jay?”
Jay nodded now, a small frown forming on his face. “Yeah, it’s me. You’re okay. We’re here. Will’s right outside.”
You didn’t answer but your body now slumped against your brother’s.
Jay turned and nodded at Kevin so that he could bring Will in. Jay knew it would be better to take you outside but he was a little worried about any injuries you might have and if moving you would make things worse. You couldn’t even seem to articulate if you had any injuries.
“Jay? Y/N!” Will’s voice reached you now, as he got to his knees next to Jay, his fingers going straight to feel your pulse, peering at your pupils now.
“Y/N, does anything hurt? Look at me, Y/N.”
You raised your eyes now to meet Will’s before you shook your head, the fog finally pushing back down again. “Will.”
Will let out a breath that sounded like relief, before he nodded. “Okay, if you’re not hurt we should get you out of here first. Come on.”
Jay nodded, as Will put an arm around you as well, helping you up. Jay let Will take over as he repositioned his hold on the gun in his hand, getting to his feet as well.
But what threw a wrench in their plans was the back door opening.
Both you and Will looked up at the sound of a door opening and you saw the look on Mills’ face change, the absolute wrath that crossed his face as he saw you pressed against Will’s side. Will felt your hand close around the shirt he had on, the material crumpling in your hand. Jay pressed down his confusion that Mills had gotten past the patrol cars that were supposed to be stationed out there, raising his gun.
“I told you. You’re mine.”
His sentence was cut off by a simultaneous growl from both Jay and Will as you coiled backwards.
Will’s eyes caught the flash of metal first as Mills raised the gun in his hand.
Instinctively, Will pulled you against him and turned, as if he’d done this a thousand times. You let out a sharp inhale, confused for a moment if it was really Will who was now standing between you and Mills, before the gunshot rang out.
You could feel the fear that gripped at you so hard that it felt like it was hard to breathe. You were afraid to even turn, afraid to know if Will was hurt because of you.
“Y/N, you okay?” Will’s voice in your ear.
“Will, you…”
You felt Will shake his head. “I’m okay, are you…”
That’s when you felt the energy leave your legs, your body only supported by your oldest brother’s arms around you.
You turned but Jay stepped behind Will now to block your vision. “It’s over, let’s get you out of here.”
Your brothers took you to the hospital to get checked out. But other than some bruises, pain that would last a few days and some dehydration, you weren’t badly hurt.
No one had told you much details, but you were sure that the gunshot you thought was Mills shooting Will was from Jay. And if it was between Mills and Will, you were glad Jay had shot the bastard, even if it made you feel dirty inside for even thinking it when someone had died.
You could hear Jay’s voice behind the closed door, raised as he questioned someone on the line.
“What the hell do you mean? My brother and sister could have died! Any one of my team members could have been shot!”
Will turned to look at you now, giving you a small smile. He looked like he was about to say something when the door slid open, Jay stepping in and closing the door behind him.
Your brothers exchanged a look like they’d already had a discussion among themselves without you.
So you knew they wanted to talk, wanted to ask you something. It didn’t take a genius to figure that out.
“Why didn’t you tell us?” Jay broke the silence first, unable to keep the sadness out of his voice.
You glanced up, surprised. You thought he’d be pissed, like really pissed. Maybe just slightly less than the anger he’d shown while he was on the phone outside.
When both of them didn’t say anything, you let out a short breath. “The whole point of a new environment was for me to grow up. I was supposed to grow outside the shelter the both of you had created for me since I was a baby.” You paused glancing up at them. “I didn’t want to worry you. I thought I could handle it, I didn’t think he would…”
Will moved first, heading towards your side and pulling you tightly against him before he sat on the side of your bed facing you.
“You’re our younger sister. Worrying us is part of your make up. Jay worries me all the freaking time.” Will said gently, earning him an annoyed puff from the younger Halstead.
“Yeah, says Dr Halstead who got beaten up within a day since he returned to Chicago.” Jay slightly mocked, moving closer as well.
You laughed, the chuckle bursting forth and making your side ache a little.
Jay smiled at you. “Promise me something.”
You glanced up at your older brother.
“Don’t keep such serious things from us. Once it starts feeling funky, you tell one of us. Tell Kim. Tell Sylvie. I don’t care who, just tell someone.”
You were quiet for a second, before you nodded. “I promise.”
They both leaned in at the same time, Will putting a hand on the back of our head gently as they squashed you between them, the three of you emanating the same feelings, glad that you were all here together.
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