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⋆° დ ΰΌ„ UNTIL THERE WAS FOREVER
chapter eight. a shot heard round the world.























"5021 George, hold us down on a personal at 4800 Hazel" Jay says, through his walkie as him and Sam sit on one side of the table at a diner picking away at their breakfast.

"10-4, we're holding you down"

Sam sighs and says, "Why are we doing this again?"

"Because this is how you get to know your brother better" Jay answers.

"I know, I just...I don't know if I want to do this"

"Then why'd you bring a wedding invitation?" Jay asks. Sam looks at him confused and asks, "what?"

"I saw you sneak one into your bag before we left"

"I guess I thought maybe there was a chance, if he wanted too"

"Hey guys" Sawyer says, walking over to the couple and sitting down across from them. Jay sticks out his hand for Sawyer to shake and says. "Hi, I'm Jay. Nice to meet you, formally"

"Yeah, you too"

Jay looks at his fiancΓ© who looks like she's gonna faint and says, "Sammy.."

"Oh, uhm, we thought we would take this time to have breakfast, to get to know each other better. Cause I wanted to invite you to our wedding....and Harper can come too. I know you say she's busy in law school though" Sam says, handing her half brother an invitation while her hand slightly shakes from nerves.

"Wow, thanks Sam. This is really great. I appreciate this. And Harper really wants to meet you" Sawyer smiles.

"10-1,10-1, 2622, shots fired." An officer says over the walkie.

"Patrol 2622, you have the air. I need a location" dispatch says.

"Officer down. My partners been shot. 650 north state. Officer shot. Please send help"

"We gotta go" Sam says, as she and Jay get out of the booth, "we'll talk later" then they race out of the diner.

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Sam and Jay race to the scene of the officer shot. As they get out of the car they immediately take their guns from their holsters, pointing them every which way, looking for the shooter as the patrol officer says, "I can't move him on my own. I can't...I can't get a pulse!"

Jay helps the patrolman drag the shot officer away from the open area as Sam yells, "Where did the shot come from?"

"I don't know!"

"5021 George, we're on scene of the 10-1. Keep the cars coming. We got an active shooter in the area. Notify responding units there are plainclothes at the scene. I need all intersections blocked to med. have a supervisor initiate an officer down detail" Jay says over the walkie, as Sam covers them looking for any place the shooter can be as Kim and her new partner, Mike, arrive on scene along with the intelligence team.

"It's gotta be a south facing balcony." Sam tells Al and Adam as they run past her, Jay and the patrolmen.

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After sending the probationary officer, Anthony O'Sullivan into surgery at Med, Sam and Jay question his training officer.

"We pulled up down the block. Anthony got out of the squad first. I was right behind him. I glanced down the street and then...he dropped"

"After the shot, did you see any movement?" Jay asks.

"I didn't see"

"You didn't see or hear anything" Sam asks.

"There wasn't anything. There was no gunshot, no muzzle flash. It happened so fast, I didn't see..." The training officer says, getting a little louder when Jay puts his hand on the guys shoulder to calm him down a bit, "I was his eyes. I just didn't see"

"Nothing you could have done would have prevented that. Know that" Jay says.

"That's Anthony's parents." The patrol officer says, before walking away. Sam and Jay look at each other and sigh as they see Will leave one of the rooms and walk over to him.

"I'm sorry. We did everything we could" Will says, throwing his stethoscope onto the nurses station to go and tell the parents the bad news.

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"Anthony O'Sullivan. He grew up in Sauganash. Still lives there with his parents." Antonio says, taping his picture up onto the whiteboard, "He was class commander and graduated first in his class from the academy two months ago. Here, I only pulled out the latest and greatest active threats to police" then he points to the list on the other side of the board of the threats to the police.

"Yeah, we got two white separatists, uh, aligned with two anti government groups." Kevin states.

"And our top six are bangers who attended a summit last month. Three west side gangs were in attendance. They vowed to kill police officers for the killing of young black men." Jay says.

"Word on the street is they had snipers on the roof last night." Erin adds.

"So, patrol still has no suspects. There was no 911 calls for shots fired. So, we're thinking the shooter used a flash suppressant and a silencer. And most likely was monitoring our radios." Adam says.

"Nothing off ballistics. Bullet doesn't match a gun on file." Olinsky says. Commander Crowley walks onto the unit and past the group and looks at Hank and says, "your office" before walking into his office.

"So start narrowing. Who has access to the gun, who's online spewing hate. And I don't care if that crime scene was licked clean. There's a path that leads straight to that balcony." Hank says, walking into his office.

As everyone starts to depart their ways to their desks, Erin grabs Antonio's attention along with everyone else's and says, "Jeremy at the states attorneys office has been running his mouth. He said that you're taking a job over there as their lead investigator? Is that true?"

"I did take the job" Dawson says.

"Wait, what?" Sam says.

"Yeah. Start Monday. I was gonna tell you guys earlier, but.." Antonio says, pointing to the board, "come on. We got work to do"

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After finding Booker Ford and questioning him, and with no luck. Atwater found something useful, so him, Ruzek, Jay, Sam and Erin meet up with some patrol officers in an alleyway.

"Right down there. Cars parked at the tail end of a dead end alley. No ones approached" Kim states.

"Did you see any movement inside the vehicle?" Jay asks.

"No. Plainclothes walked by. Car looks cold"

"Looks like he ditched it. We almost missed it back there" an patrolmen says.

"We'll approach with you, just in case he's in there laying low" a plainclothes officer says.

"Alright, let's go" Jay says, as they all take their guns out, and forming alone behind each other, slowly approaching the vehicle.

"Chicago PD! Anybody in the car, come out with your hands up" Erin shouts.

"Is that your radio?" Jay asks Adam as the static started getting heavier. Adam nods his head and says, "yeah I think so"

Jay takes out his radio and says, "wait wait. Hold up. Something doesn't feel right. Sam, check your radio"

Sam checks her radio and it's nothing but static when all of a sudden one of the patrolmen gets shot point blank in the head, instantly killing her.

"Get down!" Sam shouts.

"Where did that come from?" Erin shouts, as they point their guns everywhere.

As Kim and a patrolmen, Garcia, try and get the patrol officer, Riley, that was shot to a safer location while they wait for Mike to get their squad car. The shooter keeps firing.

"10 o'clock. He's on the roof" Jay yells, as he takes a couple shoots, along with the others.

"Garcia you get on the horn. You call a 10-1 right now! We need back up!" Adam calls out.

"Copy that" Garcia says.

"Lock down the block" Erin yells out as they run back down the alley to get to the roof of the building.

As the group clears out the roof, Kevin says, "we got rope. He rappelled down."

"Need a location" dispatch says.

"5021 George. We're on scene of the 10-1. We got an officer inbound with a gunshot wound to the head. Offender believed to be on foot, heading westbound on the rooftops. Roll air one" Jay says through his walkie.

"Copy that"

"Careful" Sam says to her fiancΓ©, as they look down at all the bullets.

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Jay slams his phone down and says, "Will said, uh, she died before she hit the ground, for whatever the..."Jay says, shaking his head trying to control his emotions. Sam stood up from her desk and grabbed ahold of her soon to be husband's hand and squeezes it to reassure him that she's there for him and that it's gonna be okay.

"So, we know area central and patrol shut the whole block down. I know a perimeter search is underway, but every camera in the area was vandalized. Plus the highway was spitting distance" Atwater says.

"Did we get a look at him?" Voight asks.

"Boss, he stayed low. This guy, the way he shot...he was trained" Adam says.

Jay let's go of Sam's hand and says, "He was military! The truck was a lure! It was bait! We never should have been in the alley. That son of a bitch knew we'd come in hot. We had no cover. He had a remote vantage point. Triangulated us from above. And then we were freaking target practice!"

"He jammed out frequency." Al says. Sam turns to face Jay and says, "Look at me and breathe"

Jay takes a deep breath as Adam says, "All the cell phones and radios, they were all down"

"Put a call into OEMC and tech lab. Let me know as soon as you hear" Al says.

"Ballistics are a match" Dawson says, walking onto the unit, "bullets came from the same gun as the weapon that killed Anthony. Trucks being processed for prints"

"It's possible Booker maybe had an accomplice?" Adam asks.

"I mean, that cat might hate the police, but he never left the west side of Chicago. I checked his financials and his online movements. I mean, his only online fingerprint is Facebook. I just don't see this cat hooking up with an army sniper" Kevin says.

"We hold him for 48, but we go with what we know. There's an active shooter targeting the Chicago police department. We got 200 more enemies just like Booker. So, we keep narrowing it down this board, based on training in military and law enforcement. And we hit every single one" Hank says.

"Hey, I got one. Robert Dean, pinged from the top line." Erin says, reading from her computer, "two neighbors overheard Dean boasting about the shootings. He's a dishonorable discharge from the naval reserves. He's been jailed twice since. Believes he was set up by the cops. CPIC's had him on watch for 6 months, and he's on parole for resisting arrest"

"Okay, so we move on him first." Hank says, as Erin picks up her phone, "Call Crowley. Tell her to go ahead with the press conference"

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"Okay, listen up." Hank says as him, the intelligence team and other departments get together in an underground parking garage, loading up their long guns and such getting ready for a raid on Robert Dean, showing his picture to everyone, "our target is Robert Dean. We're gonna get him quick and clean. Alright let's do it"

As the team sits on his house, Robert Dean drives down the road and just stops, backing up quickly and turning around after making the intelligence team.

Once they got him blocked in, they all get out of their vehicles with their guns drawn and Jay shouts, "Do not move! Turn the car off, nice and slow! Now put your hands outside the vehicle. Do it or we will light you up! Do it now!"

Jay then opens the door and Adam takes him out of the car as Hank says, "Pop the trunk"

As Jay pops the trunk, Hank looks inside alongside Al and Sam to find a trunk full of automatic guns and bullets.

When Adam cuffs Dean, he says, "I hope every cop in this city gets smoked"

"Shut up" Adam says.

"Get him in the cage" Hank says.

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Jay and Sam are in the break room making coffee, cause they'll need all the caffeine they can get for this one when Jay sighs and leans against the counter.

"Hey, look at me" Sam says, putting her hand on his arm, "we're going to get this son of a bitch, okay. But right now you need to take a deep breathe and just think of our family alright?"

"I know" Jay says, bringing his fiancΓ© into a hug, "I just..."

"I know. I'm here for you, always"

Jay kisses the top of Sam's head and says, "I love you"

"I love you too"

"Sarg" Adam says, and the couple walks back over to their desks at the same time Hank walks out of his office, "The receipt checks out. Two waitresses confirm Dean was there for two hours. Restaurants sending over the security footage, but it's looking like he's not our guy"

"Okay. Crime scene?" Voight asks.

"Still processing it." Sam says, sitting down at her desk, taking a sip of her coffee, "We're running every pod, sweeping every building, and we've got knock and talks going for two square miles"

"Well, we got another option. It's not gonna lift any spirits." Al says.

"Um, we checked with OEMC. Now, the jammers that were used to interrupt our radios and our cell phones, they're easy enough to buy. But for them to work that well, you gotta know police frequencies." Jay says.

"The shooter was too prepared. You know, SUV was stolen ten months ago. It's methodical. Well trained. Those two shots weren't easy."

"You think we trained him?" Hank asks.

"Yeah" Jay says, getting up from his desk and over to the white board, "We tracked all fired employees. Five stood out. There's three that moved out of state. They're accounted for. Ones in jail on an assault charge. And then, uh, there's this guy." then he tapes a picture onto the board.

"Carl Dougherty. Son of.." Hank interrupts Al and says. "Mark Dougherty?"

"A cop?" Dawson asks.

"Mark Dougherty was killed in the line of duty. The night he died at Chicago Med, the line of cops waiting to pay their respects wrapped all the way around the place." Voight explains.

"Yeah, he was a solid cop. Even a better man." Al states.

"Well, Carl tried to follow in his dads footsteps. He was kicked out of the academy after four months for exhibiting erratic behavior." Jay says.

"So, what? Then he goes on a killing spree?" Adam asks.

"He filed two complaints with the department. Last year for wrongful termination. Both went unanswered. CPIC hasn't been tracking him for ten months because he shut down all of his social media. But up until that point, he had been posting vague threats. 'They'll pay', 'one day they'll pay'" Jay says.

"Carl was recently diagnosed with delusional disorder. So, we're waiting to get those records now." Al says.

"We know where he's hanging his hat?" Hank says.

"He's with his mom, Cathy"

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As the team enters Mrs Dougherty's home to clear it out, Erin and Sam talk with said women.

"Now, I don't understand. Is Carl okay?" Cathy asks, "is he in trouble?"

"We need to know where he is, ma'am" Erin says.

"He wanted to try living alone. Just for a few months. The hospital said it was okay. I found him a cheap rental online with a roommate. Just for a few months"

"Do you have that address?" Jay asks, walking over to them.

"What is going on? Is he really in trouble?"

"Ma'am, we need his address" Sam says.

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"Chicago PD!" Atwater yells, before smashing the door in with the ram. Then walks in Jay, Sam, Erin, Adam then Kevin with their guns drawn.

"Body" Jay says, as he moves forward to clear the home. Sam and Erin check out the body who has a gunshot wound to the head and Sam yells, "It's the roommate"

"Clear!" Jay yells.

"Clear!" Adam yells.

The group heads to the pad locked door, which Kevin is about to smash open as the rest of the group points their guns towards the door and once Kevin opens the door they storm in to see all sorts of pictures and maps and literally everything relating to the Chicago police department.

"This is our cop killer" Adam says.

"Oh, man" Jay says.

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While gearing up at the roll up to find Carl, who is most likely at his childhood home in Bridgeport, Jay walks over to his fiancΓ© who is putting on her bullet proof vest and asks, "you ready?"

"Yeah, you?"

"Always" Jay says, leaning in for a kiss, which the brunette excepts.

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While Hank talks with Carl on the phone, Sam carefully walks down the side of the house to look through the window and her eyes widen. Then the brunette makes her way back over to Hank and says, "He's got the whole house rigged with explosives. He's trying to get as many cops here as he can"

Hank nods his head and Sam stands around the corner of their car with her gun still drawn.

After a long conversation and Carl not listening, and as much as Hank doesn't want to, he tells Al to take the shot.

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Later that night, everyone gathers around the fallen police memorial wall for the most recent fallen officers and to see the wall full of past fallen officers.

Sam walks over to the part of the wall where her moms name is and drags her finger along her name with tears in her eyes and whispers, "I miss you so much mama. I wish you were here right now, I need you so much, to give me advice and hugs. It hurts to even talk about you without crying still. But I know you'd be proud of me"

Jay walks up behind Sam and rests his hand on her shoulder who looks back at him to see Gracie sleeping in her stroller and Wyatt and Denise who are standing with Hank and Erin.

"Baby.."

"I'm fine" Sam says, placing a blue candle down on the ground, "I'm fine. I just...need a moment"

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Everyone heads to Molly's to drink and celebrate the lives of the fallen and Sam sits Denise and Wyatt at a table and says, "One soda each. And I'll order some fries and I'll tell Gabby that I said one soda, so you don't con her into more"

They both nod their heads laughing, and as Sam heads over to the bar to order from Gabby with Gracie in her baby carrier, a mug of money is passed to her for the funeral funds for the two fallen patrol officers and Sam takes a 100 from her wallet and puts it in the mug and passes it along, when finally Antonio walks in and Erin says, "it's the man of the hour"

"Speech!" Someone yells. Sam walks over to Jay who puts an arm around his fiancΓ© as Dawson says, "it's hard to say goodbye. Especially on a day like this. But, uh, it's been an honor working with you all. Thank you"

"Cheers" everyone yells.

"To the blue" Antonio says raising his glass.










































a/n:

only cried a little when Sam was at the police memorial looking at her moms name πŸ˜”πŸ’”
Also, I was thinking about season 5 already and I'm playing with some different ideas, because a few different things happen with Jay, so I'm thinking about maybe adding another detective to the unit? I don't know πŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈ
Anyways, hope everyone liked this chapter!

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