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Please and thank you!

There’s a tension in Will’s shoulders as he looks at you. His mouth opens and closes because he doesn’t know what to say. How do you thank the person who pulled you off that ledge? Who’d stepped in and protected you despite the fact you’d broken their heart into a thousand pieces?

[sevcasejay1chicago]

Ear infections- Jay Halstead

Authors note: you guessed it, home girl is sick again. I wrote this fic a while ago, but it applies to me right now so I figured with my lack of current content, I’d post it.

Again, to all those waiting for ficrecs, I am working on them. I’ve been having some major writers block while dealing with some new medical issues and mental health issues. Thank you all for your support and love. I hope you enjoy this fic! ❤️

Summary: You wake up with an ear infection and migraine. The Halstead brothers come to your aid.

Warnings: mentions of sickness, mentions of needles, mentions of medications, mentions of vomiting.

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You woke up just like you always did with Jay, but the ear that was laying on his chest felt like it was on fire. You muffled a groan and pulled away from Jay, attempting not to wake him. Unfortunately, Jay was a light sleeper so he groggily reached out for you.

“Wha time is it?” Jay mumbled, placing a hand on your thigh. He was sure the alarm didn’t go off yet.

You sighed, looking over at the red numbers on the digital clock. “It’s only 5. Go back to sleep.” You murmured, leaning forward and running a hand through Jay’s hair.

Jay cracked his eyes open more when your hand came in contact with his forehead. Your normally cool hand was hot. He studied you in the dark. He could see your right hand cupping your ear and your face pinched in pain. Jay grabbed the hand you were running through his hair and kissed the back, sitting up as he held it. Before you could react, Jay’s right hand made contact with your forehead. Jay sighed in sympathy. “Baby. Your burning up.” Jay whispered.

You nodded your head slowly, tears now leaking from your eyes. “It hurts.” You whispered, leaning your head into Jay’s shoulder.

Jay kissed the top of your head. “What hurts sweetheart?” He asked, rubbing your back as you shook against him.

“My ear. Can’t hear.” You choked out, trying not to sob as your resolve finally broke. “Need Will.”

Jay was alarmed. You had an intense fear of needles and hospitals like Jay, so you never asked for a doctor or went willingly. “Okay baby girl. Let’s call him, okay?” Jay said, kissing your head again.

You nodded and let Jay move away, but when he stood, you scrambled after him. “No.” You squeaked, reaching for his arm. Jay stopped and let you latch on. “I’m comin.” You whispered, looking at Jay with big, scared eyes.

Jay nodded, “of course sweet girl.” He said, leading you into the bathroom once he got his phone off the night stand. Jay placed you on the counter as he called Will, rummaging through the cabinet.

Will: Jay, it’s like 5 am. What the hell man?

Jay: I need you. It’s Y/n. Jay could hear Will shift in bed, whispering to Nat that he’d be right back.

Will: What’s wrong?

Jay: Thinking she’s got an ear infection. I’m about to check her temp. She asked for you.

Will: put her on.

Jay put the phone on speaker and handed it to you to hold.

“Will?” You whimpered, leaning your head into Jay’s shoulder once again.

“Hey you. What’s going on?” Will asked, voice deep with sleep.

“My ear hurts so bad.” You sobbed. “I can’t hear Will.” You explained, lightly tugging on the earlobe.

Jay sat you up and swiped the thermometer across your forehead. “Hey man. It’s 101.6.” Jay sighed, kissing your forehead.

Will sighed on the other end of the phone. “Jesus Y/n. You don’t do anything half way.” Will joked, moving about to get some clothes on. “I’m gonna run to Med and get some ear drops and antibiotics. Jay, you need to work on getting her to eat something and get that fever down. I’ll be there soon.” Will instructed, immediately hanging up.

You sighed and handed Jay his phone back before leaning into his chest. Jay held you for a minute, leaving a lingering kiss on the top of your head. “Baby? What can I get you to eat?” Jay asked, leaning back to look down at you.

You shook your head. “No food.” You whimpered, keeping your eyes closed. “Migraine.”

Jay sighed, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose as he thought. “Okay sweetheart. You gotta eat something.” Jay whispered, leaning over to flip the lights off, knowing that it normally aggravates your migraines. “How about an apple sauce?” Jay bargained. “If you eat that and drink some Gatorade, you might feel a bit better before Will gets here.” He coaxed, rubbing your arms as you shivered against him.

“Kay.” You mumbled, leaning further into Jay’s hold, wrapping your legs around his waist. “M cold.” You huddled up as close as you could get to him, hating the way you shook to your core.

Jay wrapped his arms around you, attempting to provide you with some body heat and comfort. “Okay baby girl. Want my army sweatshirt?” Jay asked, snuggling his nose into your neck as he felt you nod against him. “Okay. Hold tight.” Jay said, lifting you up after you wrapped your arms around his neck. Jay walked you into the bedroom, sitting you on the bed while he went to the closet to find the requested hoodie.

“Ummm. It’s in your drawer.” You whispered, pointing toward his dresser.

Jay chuckled, going to where you led him. “Now, why is that?” Jay lightheartedly joked, pulling it out of the drawer.

“Smells like you. Traps it.” You murmured, lifting your hands so that Jay could put the sweatshirt on you.

Jay smiled as he gently slid the item of clothing on you. He always wondered how you got his smell back into that sweatshirt, and now he knows your secret. What you don’t know is that he will now be storing your favorite shirts of his in his drawers to keep the scent for you.

“Thanks.” You mumbled once the sweatshirt was placed on your form. You hummed in delight as Jay leaned down and kissed your forehead.

“Time for apple sauce and meds baby.” Jay murmured, bending down to pick you up again. He waited until your face was in his neck before he started walking. It was still dark out so he was gonna need some light to see what he was searching for and you had a better chance of not being bothered if your face was hidden in his neck.

Jay walked into the kitchen and flipped on the light. You kept your face tucked against his neck as he went about getting the things you needed. He grabbed an apple sauce from the pantry and one of your bottles of Gatorade before turning on the pantry light and cracking the door. Once he had the items sat on the counter, he went to flip the main light off before placing you on the counter.

You pouted at Jay, poking your bottom lip out and giving him the saddest face you could muster. “Jaaaayyyy.” You whined, missing his contact and not wanting to put anything in your body.

Jay chuckled, having stepped a few feet away to put some coffee on for himself and possibly Will. “Y/nnnnn.” Jay mimicked back, glancing at you from the coffee pot. “Nope. Not the face. You have to eat.” Jay said, turning away from you and standing strong.

You knew the face almost always got you what you wanted, but it was a long shot when it came to your health. You sighed, looking down at the apple sauce packet in your hand. “Fiiine.” You groaned. “Open it?” You requested, holding it out toward Jay like a child.

Jay was amused, but also worried. You tended to act more childish the higher your fevers got. “Yes ma’am.” Jay chuckled, clicking the last button to start the drip before he made his way back to you. He effortlessly opened the packet and held the pouch to your lips. “All of it.” He stated, leaving no room for argument.

You rolled your eyes but compiled. You knew Jay meant well and was also following orders from Will, but you were so scared of throwing up from your migraine. You pulled back about half way through, covering your mouth with one hand and holding your stomach with the other.

Jay sighed, placing the pouch to the side and reached up to pull your hair away from your face. “Shhhhh. Just breathe through it.” Jay soothed, reaching for his phone again. “Nice and slow. I’m gonna have Will get some Zofran, okay?” Jay asked, not expecting an answer as he called Will and told him the other need.

After a few minutes of careful breathing, the nausea passed and you picked up the apple sauce packet, tears in your eyes. You closed them as Jay reached a hand up to cup your face, rubbing his thumb across your cheek and catching the tears on the left side. Will would be there in about 5 minutes, so all you had to do was wait.

“Couch?” You asked, placing the empty packet on the counter. You snuggled into Jay, kissing the side of his neck.

“Okay sweetheart.” Jay complied, picking you back up. Once he had a secure hold on you, Jay grabbed your Gatorade before walking into the living room and sitting you down on the couch. He pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and covered your legs before he sat next to you. “You gotta drink some of this and take these pills for me, okay?” Jay said, pulling the pill pack out of this pocket and cracking the Gatorade open before handing it to you.

You nodded slightly before taking the pills from him and drinking it down with a quarter of the Gatorade. “No more. Please.” You whispered, feeling nauseous again.

Jay nodded, taking the Gatorade from you. “No more. Good job baby.” Jay praised, lightly kissing your forehead.

Will knocked on the door, causing Jay to pull away from you. Jay let Will in, pointing to the living room before going into the kitchen.

“Hey sis.” Will greeted you quietly, coming and sitting next to you. “Jay said he just gave you the pills. He’s gonna get the thermometer. How yah doin?” Will asked, placing a hand on your forehead.

You closed your eyes, leaning into your brother in-law’s touch. “Hurts. Nauseous too.” You breathed out, shifting to lean back a bit more as you peered at Will through half lidded eyes.

Will nodded, taking out his scope. “That’s what Jay said. Let me look in your ears, okay? Then I’ll get you all fixed up.”

You nodded your consent and allowed Will to stand up and pull away from you. Will checked your left ear first to compare it to your right. Jay came in as Will began looking at your right ear. You whimpered on contacted, causing Will to apologize profusely and promise he was almost done. Jay came and sat next to you, setting down a bowl and swiping the thermometer across your forehead.

“102 Will.” Jay mumbled, putting the thermometer down and taking your hand in his.

Will sighed, pulling the device away from your ear. “You’ve got a pretty nasty infection Y/n. Looks like middle and outer ear.” Will said, putting the used cover to the side before placing his instrument back in his bag. “I’m gonna give you a shot of Zofran, then I’m gonna leave you and Jay with your ear drops and antibiotics. Okay?” Will said, looking between you and Jay.

You nodded, paling at the idea of a needle. Your stomach was already churning. You squeezed Jay’s hand, closing your eyes as you breathed.

Jay saw your struggle, so he reached for the bowl and placing it in your lap. Will gathered your hair, holding it out of the splash zone with one hand and grabbing the prepped needle with the other. Will and Jay made brief eye contact before Will stuck the needle in your arm at Jay’s nod.

The prick sent you over the edge, gagging into the bowl Jay held in your lap. Will was quick to inject the medicine before tossing the needle in his bag to take care of later, but be out of sight for you and Jay. Will helped balance the bowl while Jay slid closer to you, trying to provide you with some comfort.

“Sh Sh Sh. It’s over. We’ve got you. It’s alright.” Jay kept saying, trying to convince you, but also himself. “It’s okay hunny. It’s alright.” Jay soothed, rubbing your arm where Will poked you in order to stop the throbbing.

You nodded, finally getting ahold of yourself and leaning back into Jay. Will took the bowl and went toward your bathroom to take care of it. “Sorry.” You whispered, still trying to catch your breath.

“No sweetheart. It’s alright.” Jay said, kissing your temple. “You know I completely understand.”

“Well, she needs to take more fever reducers. Those just came back up.” Will said, coming back into the living room. “Let’s give the Zofran a few minutes to work. Then you need to eat something else and take more meds. Okay?” Will said, coming up to you and Jay, grabbing his bag. “I’m gonna go back home. You guys take it easy today and call if you need anything.” Will said, coming and placing a kiss on the crown of your head and ruffling Jay’s bed head before leaving.

Jay pulled you into his arms, eyeing the medicine bottles Will left for you on the table. Jay felt zoned out. A lot had happened in less than an hour and he was still exhausted, so you had to be too. “Baby?” Jay whispered, noticing your breathing beginning to even out.

“Hmmm?” You hummed in answer, feeling completely zapped.

“I’m gonna call in for us. Think you can try some more apple sauce and take those meds before we go back to bed?” Jay asked, pushing your hair away from his face.

“Kay.” You mumbled, not having enough energy to fight. The Zofran worked quickly, so you didn’t see why not.

Jay made a quick call to Voight to let him know of the situation as he grabbed another apple sauce for you and some more fever reducers. Though he had to force you awake, you took what he gave you willingly before letting him carry you back to bed.

[venusukhk]

bitches be like “he’s so babygirl!” and then it’s a grown man.

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(i’m bitches.)

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Hi everyone, excited to start this new blog! I've really been into OneChicago for a while so I thought I'd finally take writing seriously again. Feel free to make a request!

I currently write for

Chicago Fire

Kelly Severide

Brian "Otis" Zvonecek

Blake Gallo

Chicago Med

Will Halstead

Connor Rhodes

Ethan Choi

Chicago PD

Jay Halstead

Antonio Dawson

Adam Ruzek

Kevin Atwater

I'd also write sister! best friend! or daughter! fics.

Also, I do not write smut

Have fun, requests are open!

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petition for will halstead to leave chicago med 🥰

[saibh29]

Minor Head Trauma (part 4)

Pairing: Will Halstead x Reader

Warnings: Swearing (my old friend), Drug... 

AN: I’m not a doctor, please don’t think my medical advice etc is in any way accurate. Also i’m not American and haven’t been to Chicago so I apologise if my geography or depiction isn’t right. 

When an old friend of Ethan Choi show’s up in Chicago ED she’s about to make life very uncomfortable for Will Halstead

Part One  Part Two  Part Three 

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Whatever it was that Daniel had taken was vicious, the young boy suffered like hell coming through the withdrawal stage and at one point you’d seriously been convinced that he was going to vomit out his whole stomach.

He had come through it though and he was looking much better.

“You going to tell me what the hell made you inject yourself with that shit?”

“You going to stop yelling at me?”

“No”

Daniel wriggled uncomfortable in his bed. “I had no choice”

“You already said that part, why didn’t you have any choice?”

“They didn’t believe me…” he trailed off and his eyes shot to the entrance of the cubicle he was in. The ED wasn’t a private place and the people Daniel worked for weren’t big on their minions spilling their secrets, or not if those people wanted to keep living anyhow. “My loyalty was up for discussion”

Fuck. “Daniel, you were meant to come to me”

“I did”

“Before you were injected with who knows what”

“I fucked up” he rang his hands together going back to looking like a young boy. “Sorry, Y/N”

Getting up from the massively uncomfortable plastic ED chair you gave his shoulder a quick squeeze. “We’ll fix it” you smiled at him encouragingly, you had no idea how you were going to fix it, but, you would fix it the alternative just wasn’t worth thinking about. “You got somewhere to stay tonight?” when he didn’t answer you got your answer. “alright, I'm going to sort you a shelter. Just… just stay there alright?”

“Sure”

Leaving Daniel alone you shut the door of his cubicle behind you spotting Will over at the Doctor’s station scribbling on some paperwork. He waved you over when he saw you.

“I need you to sign these” spinning the forms around you quickly scanned the documents. Will really had put your name to all of the tests that Daniel had needed. It was a huge amount of trust he was putting in you, not to mention that what he was doing could essentially loose him his license.  

You scribbled your signature to the forms.

“Will” he looked at you. “Thank you. You’ve probably saved his life again with that”

Will was still staring at you carefully. “Just what unit of the military are you Y/N?”

One side of your mouth kicked up into a small smile. “Just thought about asking that have you? Sorry Dr Halstead but if I told you, well, I’d have to kill you” As you’d guessed that made Will smile and shake his head at you. Hell, if only he knew just how close to the truth that statement had been. “How long does Daniel have to stay? I need to sort him out a shelter for the night”

“A couple more hours. Just till that final fluid runs through”

“And you?”

“How long do I have to stay?” he clarified, continuing when you nodded. “I don’t, it’s not my shift. I'm only here for… for Daniel”

He’d been about to say something else just then, to say that he was here for someone other than Daniel. You both knew that; however, it was much easier to simply ignore the stutter before he’d settled on Daniel. What you could do though was be the one to extend an invitation this time.

“I don’t have to be back on the base either, want to grab a drink?”

“A drink?”

“Yeah, you know… normally alcohol of some sort. We’ll chat, maybe play pool where I’ll let you win to protect your manly sense of pride”

“What makes you think I need you to let me win?”

“Seriously Halstead? You spent how many years studying to be a Doctor? 7? It probably didn’t give you all that long to hang out in bars and play pool, I on the other hand have spent most of my time since I was 18 hanging out with a bunch of soldiers who have nothing but time on their hands. Not to mention the legal drinking age difference in our countries gives me a 3-year head start”

“You’re younger than me, cancels out the age difference”

“and the studying?”

“Maybe I was a bad student” Will leant over the desk putting his face close to your own. “Ever think of that?”

“That you’re bad?” biting your lip you let your eyes travel up and down the parts of his body that you could see, there were idea’s in his eyes that you’d love to take him up on. Maybe not on the reception desk of the Doctor’s station though. “I need to find a shelter for Daniel”

“I’ll start his discharge papers”

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You’d dropped Daniel off at the shelter that had a bed closest to Chicago Med and then followed Will when he’d recommended a bar close to the hospital that a lot of the staff went to. You’d even let him buy you the first drink, after all, there was something to be said for letting a guy be a gentleman every now and again.

“You going to give me any hints?” Will asked when you’d both gotten a table near the back of the bar and he’d put your drink down in front of you.

“About what?”

“Honestly?” his eyebrow rose “you’re not going to try the dumb blonde card”

“Well Doctor Halstead, for one thing I'm not blonde, and another some of the smartest women I know are blonde”

“You’re changing the subject”

“Picked up on that did you?” when he didn’t answer just continued to stare at you. “Look… my job, my unit, it’s complicated and its secretive. Please don’t ask me questions that make me start having to lie to you”

“Honesty”

“Yeah, honesty. I might not be able to answer your questions but I promise I won’t lie to you”

“You can’t tell me about Daniel?”

You thought about it for a moment. How much could you tell him, without endangering everything that your squad had been working towards.

“I can tell you he’s important” you offered. “He’s helping us and that help, it’s invaluable”

“Then I guess it’s alright”

“I'm sorry”

“For what?”

“Everything, I guess. I’ve kind of blasted into your life and within a week of knowing me you’ve committed fraud and possibly done something that could get your license to practise revoked. It’s a record even for me”

“Y/N…” he trailed off and your stomach clenched.

For some reason you’d really wanted him to contradict you, to say that it didn’t matter. Realistically you guessed people didn’t just accept things like what you’d asked Will to do, not unless you were in some sort of cheesy rom-com film anyway.

“It’s alright Will. I don’t expect you to just….”

“I hadn’t finished” he interrupted, reaching over he took hold of your hand, slowly releasing the fist you hadn’t even realised you’d been making. “I'm alright with it”

“You’re alright with it?”

“Surprisingly, yeah… I am”

“I don’t know how you could be”

The pressure on your hand increased as he got up, pulling you up as well and then further so you were in fact pressed against him. “Why don’t you let me decide what I'm ok with?”

“But…”

His spare hand came up to cover your mouth “You can stop talking now” when you finally nodded, he removed his hand and leaning down with time this time for you to change your mind he pressed his lips to your own.

You let your fingers tangle in the hair at the back of his neck as you raised yourself up onto your tiptoes.

“Alright Doctor” you spoke against his lips. “I spy a pool table over there. Care to make this evening interesting?”

“Bring it on”

*****

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