Note: As always, none of the characters is mine and I still hope that no one of you is throwing virtual tomatoes, cause my english is still horrible.

In this story Jay is already the father of a daughter who is around 13. His girlfriend died at a gun shot battle, witnessed by his daughter, who was around 8 then.

Like in the series, Lindsay and Halstead are partnes and good friends.

So here we go...

I appreciate any review, feedback or improvement suggestions...

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"Your happy-go lucky breeding is gonna kill her one day. I mean, honestly Jay. It's not my deal, but you should think about your responsibility as a parent", Erin hissed , when they entered the station, shortly after being interrupted on scene.

They got a call from Burgess, stating that Jays 13- year old daughter became the witness of a shooting, which happened on her way home from school. Apparently they just rushed to the police department, still not knowing what has happened.

"You better care for yourself", Halstead moaned, directly walking to the reception with an anxious impression on his face.

"Where is she? Where is Sam?", he bombarded Sergeant Platt with questions, who just looked as concerned as he did.

"Upstairs, Voight is with her…"

He was already gone when she added some information.

"But Halstead…"

"Yeah…"

He looked back in confusion.

"She's still in shock, in a very bad condition. It might remind her on Amanda. So be careful", Platt whispered before she continued ordering her files, already producing pictures in Jays head. His wife had been killed in a gun shot, 5 years ago. His daughter was badly injured, while Amanda died right on scene, in front of Sams eyes, leaving invisible scars forever.

As fast as he could, Jay took the stairs, still followed by his partner. Lindsay was breathless when she arrived at the office, but stopped early when she recognized the squated girl, right in front of the door.

With Voight speaking calmly, Erin kneeled down next to Halstead who caressing stroked Samanthas neck.

"Hey, kid. Your Dad is here", Hank tried to encourage Sam for looking up, but she didn't even flinch, just remained silent with her head pressed towards her bent knees, making sure that she couldn't see or hear.

"Samantha, it's me", Halstead tried to lose her grip, gently pulling her in his arms, which barely worked, cause she was resisting his gesture. With the help of soft power and blocking her blows, he finally handled to hold Sam tight, remaining there before Lindsay took her over and helped her to get up, supportingly walking to the kitchen.

"Get her a cup of chocolate or something. She seems cold as a block of ice", Voight whispered to Lindsay, before he left with Jay, concerned starting to speak.

"What is going on right here? Burgess just called, told us that Sam witnessed a shooting. What has happened?"

"Calm down, okay?", Voight whispered, knocking on his shoulder before he continued speaking.

"As far as we know she witnessed some gun shoot battle on her way home. She has seen the shooter, the whole gang and it seemed like the offender had some bills to pay."

Jay widened his eyes.

"You know what that means? She might be a living target."

"Not if we get him first. Halstead, listen…Keep calm, okay? Your kid is still traumatized. What she needs now is a father who is around for her to help. Not someone who is getting paranoid. She still didn't speak during the past two hours and I don't have to tell you, that this isn't a good sign, do I?"

"Yeah, you might be right", Jay nodded in concern, getting a rebuke from Voight.

"She just met them by accident. I don't believe there is a stronger connection, cause Burgess spoke to her friends and some girl mentioned they wanted to go to the multiplex. One seller told Atwater, that Sam hid in her shop when she could hear gun shots. She was able to run away, most probably met this guy for the first time."

"But she got to know him somewhere."

"Internet, friends, school, that's what we gonna find out."

Voight already wanted to leave.

"Voight?"

He turned back to him.

"As a Dad… do you think I failed?"

He smirked weakly, glancing him in a way of understanding.

"No Bro. It could have happened to any of us. Just be there for her. Especially after all she had been trough. Don't forget about her mum. Amanda was murdered right in front of her eyes while your kid survived several gun shots. We all know that kids might be resilient. But only to a certain amount."

"Thank you."

Voight blinked at him, waving his hand, before he left the office.