New Chicago fanfic involving Chicago PD but will involve Chicago fire and Med characters later on in the story. Let's do this Ladies and Gents

Chapter 1:

Somewhere in Columbia

Sweat was forming on his head.

Jay Halstead was walking through a fiery building, you could hear the sounds of flames crackling in the air as the compound burned furiously. Jay kept his guard up the M4A1 stayed close to him as he walked through, his military training had taught him to expect the unexpected especially when in enemy territory as he kept walking following the trail of blood into a darkened room as he heard a voice, "You gonna pull the trigger or what?" Jay raised his weapon in response seeing a woman leaning up against the wall, a trickle of blood coming from her mouth, her gun in her hand as she pointed it at Jay as she pulled the trigger.

POWWWWW!

1 week earlier – Chicago

Jay woke up in a state of panic the bed was in disarray and himself breathing heavily as he put his hand on the bed-stand and picked his phone seeing it was 0630 on the clock as he picked himself up and made his way into the shower running a cold one. He got out of the apartment 30 minutes later and headed straight for his therapist that he had been seeing under orders of Hank Voight after things became unbearable for him.

He made his way into the office as the therapist (Dr Sarah McLaughlin) looked up and smiled, "Good morning Detective Halstead, "Good morning Doc" "We ready to begin?" "When you're ready" Sarah nodded and began to ask a series of questions for Jay as he nodded thinking about his answer before speaking the session went ok for him as he felt more confident about himself but the nightmare he had this morning left questions unanswered as he said, "Doc mind if I talk to you about something?" "Feel free to do so Detective" "Doctor – Patient confidentiality" "Nothing leaves this room about the question" "Ok, I don't know where to begin" "Take your time" Jay nodded as he began, "The dream I have: I'm in a place, it's on fire. I'm holding a rifle in my hands" "This place you're in it reminds you of something" "I'd like to say Afghanistan, but I know it's much closer to Chicago, probably Colombia I'm in."

Sarah nods as she writes down several things in her notebook before she asks, "What do you see in Colombia?" "Dead bodies, a burning compound, a trail of blood and I hear a voice as I reach a darkened room" "The voice is it Spanish or English?" "English. A woman's voice." "What does she say?" "She says, "You gonna pull the trigger or what?" what do you think this means Doc that I could be facing the future. What I mean is the current scenario I'm laying out for you? Or could I be sensing it?" "With what you have told me I would say that you faced a premonition or a bad nightmare" "What does that mean a Premonition?" "A bad sense that you might have seen something that could had a serious consequence on the people you care about or on yourself" Jay nods as he says, "How often?" "Pardon?" "How often does it happen a premonition?" "It is very impossible to say" "What should I do Doc? if it becomes real?" "What you feel is necessary" Jay nods just as Sarah says, "We have run out of time thank you Detective" "My pleasure Doctor. I will see you next week?" "Same time next week" "Thanks again."

Jay waves and heads of to the 21st District he arrives and is greeted by Platt who says, "Hey Detective Chuckles you have a letter" "Who was it dropped off by?" "I don't know it was here long before I got here" Jay nods and heads up the stairs into the bullpen taking his jacket off as Hank says, "Hey Jay, how was the meeting?" "It was good, uh could I ask you something it can wait until later?" Hank looks at him suspiciously before nodding, "Alright, later we'll talk" Hank then goes into his office as Jay heads for his desk when the desk phone rings he picks it up answering, "Intelligence, Detective Halstead speaking" he listens to the phone a little longer as his facial expression changes, "How long ago was this?" he listens to the reply before looking at his watch before muttering, "Oh my god" as he replies in an authoritative voice, "We'll be there now" as he slams down the phone before heading into Hank's office, "Sarge we gotta go" "What's going on?" "30 minutes ago at the Ivory Tower a higher-up in the CPD was just shot and killed." Hank then got a dangerous look that he always has whenever a cop is killed or injured in the line of duty as he says, "Get everybody on the move! NOW!" the entire bullpen hears Voight and instantly kicks into gear as they race out of the district heading for the Ivory Tower.

What an explosive start to the story, admittedly I could use a better title than the current one, so please do drop a comment down below for a title and I will fit it into the story.

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