Justice

Something In Common

I wasn't even aware Niko had turned up but boy, am I glad he did. There is no way Hank would've left it; he would've kept going until I snapped and went for him myself.

Obviously Niko didn't go for him but he definitely threatened him.

"No need to get touchy, mate." Warned Hank.

We started to get a few looks as some guy from the bar stood up and approached us. Clenching my fist, I was ready to swing but he grabbed it. The guy from the bar, gently grabbed my hand and softly squeezed it with a kind smile on his face.

"Get out. Hermann doesn't want you here."

"See, I'm not the only one-"

"I was talking to you, Hank. Get out." Said the guy, cutting Hank off.

"Alright. No hard feelings." He said as he raised his hands in surrender.

"Thanks Niko and..."

"Kelly. Kelly Severide."

"Thanks."

"It's fine. We know what he's like, he gets under people's skin."

"That's not what he did but thanks."

"Okay. Sorry, I must be mistaken, Ma'am."

"Niko, when did you get here and why?"

"Walker wanted me to pick back up the file, he's suspicious of Hank and his intentions, he doesn't want him getting his hands on this."

"Okay. Well, here it is and here is a list of names, there's one more I gotta try but I'll talk to her."

"Okay. I can drop you home if you want."

"It's fine, I'll get an Uber, I'm thinking of sticking around for a bit."

"Alright. No worries. It was good to see you again, stay safe, yeah?"

"Always will."

"Okay, bye."

"Oi, copper," Said the bar owner Hermann.

Jay told me his name and how this bar came to be. It's sad that everyone who invested in this bar is either gone or dead but he's not letting go of it. It's like a child to him.

"What's up?" I asked as I took a seat on the barstool.

"You that Chick from the house fire?"

"I don't know anything about a house fire."

"You know what I mean," He said, waving a towel to dismiss the fact that he said the wrong words. "The explosion, that was you wasn't it. You're the one who mouthed off to Voight."

"Uh yeah, that would be me."

"Yo, that was so sick." Said another man as he fist bumped me.

"That's Gallo."

"Hey." I said.

"So, how come a detective in Voight's unit is chatting to some fbi guy. They panning on taking him down again? That would be a huge relief." Asked Kelly.

"I work for the fbi as a bounty hunter. Hank has borrowed me for a month and is paying me 5000 to help solve a case."

"Wow, that is a lovely pay day." Said Gallo.

"Not for me. I was on a case worth 50,000, plus I don't do teams."

"Don't become a Firefighter." Laughed Kelly.

"Not planning to."

"So, how come you don't get on?"

"The main reason is that he took me from the case I was working on, which I've been working on for five years. I just needed some guy to give me a location and I would've been sorted but he kind of let me down. And now, I'm stuck working for Hank, who is a grade A pain in my ass."