One Hundred Ways to Say ‘I love you’- 90: You can tell me anything
Hello! Many apologies for being away for so long - I’ve been a bit ill and low on energy to write, read or post. I had this written before I actually fell ill, so I’m so glad I can post it now. I hope you all enjoy it. It’s by far the longest piece I’ve written so far. Please let me know what you think :)
This was requested by @queseraone. I’ve kinda set it based on the comment in the season 5 premiere about Jay hitting a fellow cop for harassing Erin (because c'mon; how hot is that?!).
Thank you to my wonderful beta @justkillingtimewhileiwait !
As always - if you have any prompts off this list you’d like me to write, just message me! (That list is also a master post for all the prompts I’ve so far :))
It started innocently, or at least, that was what Erin made herself believe. She had no idea who he was when she met him at the crime scene Hank had called her out to in the middle of the night, dragging her away from her warm bed and even warmer boyfriend. Though all things considered, she couldn’t complain when she wasn’t the poor woman lying dead in her kitchen surrounded by three friends.
“Gruesome, huh?” Officer Malley, according to the name tag on his vest, commented as he led her through the house. He had looked familiar enough; tall, muscular, blonde, green eyes, but she hadn’t been able to place him, and if she really thought about it, she knew she wouldn’t. There were too many officers in the Chicago Police Department, and she barely knew the ones who worked out of the 21st let alone the rest of the districts.
“Not the worst I’ve seen,” Erin sighed, taking in the modestly sized room and the multiple pools of blood on the tiled floor.
“Really?” the officer asked in surprise, and she shifted slightly to look at him questioningly when intrigue took over his features. “What’s the wors-?”
Erin knew what the question was going to be when Hank cut him off by calling for her, but she merely offered a small, apologetic smile before following her boss’ voice. By the time they had returned to the kitchen, Malley was gone, and she hadn’t spared him another thought.
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