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kiddbegins · 6 months

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Comfortable - Connor Rhodes

Requested: yes

Word count: 515

Warnings: mention of sex, that’s really it

A/n: sorry I’ve sucked at requests lately, I’ve been heavy into my fics and very into Matt who I don’t get many asks for so,,,

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You knew that your boyfriend had an… iffy childhood to say the least. His father had been the bane of his existence for as long as the surgeon could remember. Connor hated him and the feeling was mutual. So there wasn’t much affection from the older Rhodes, and considering she was gone there was none from his other either.

That would mess with anyone, going years without that sort of attention. And Connor looked for it everywhere. His college years were filled with sex, one night stands that got him through the nights.

Even before he moved back to Chicago there was never someone that he felt that connection to. Nobody that knew how to go about what he wanted.

Until you. Coming into the ED with a sprained wrist was probably the best thing that ever happened to you. Getting knocked over by a toddler and using your hand to catch your fall? Bad idea, but it led you right to a bed in the emergency room with none other than Dr. Rhodes checking it out and wrapping it up.

And soon enough that lunch you asked him to, turned into dinner, which went from a one off thing to getting drinks every few days, and eventually led to where you were now all those months later. Laying in his bed, wrapped up in his arms.

Yeah the sex was good, he had experience and therefore knew what he was doing. But he was used to the girl beside him being someone he met that day that was itching to leave either right away or at least in the morning.

But you were different. Since day one you’d shown him that you cared. That he was more than just a warm body. Instead of his arms around you, he had his head to your chest, lazily wrapped around you. “You’re comfortable.” Connor mumbled, lips squished as his check was pressed to your skin.

Lightly you laughed, lifting a hand up to rake it through his hair. “I’m glad to hear that.” You breathed out, feeling him nuzzle up to you. That was his way of showing his contentment, his face rubbing into your skin wherever he was, was the equivalent of a cat slipping through your legs, desperate to show you affection.

“I like when you do that.” He sighed out through his nose as you scratched gently at his scalp. One of the things you actually adored was the way that he felt comfortable enough with you to vocalize what he felt and what he wanted.

You looked down at him, fondness encircling your chest. “I love you.” There hadn’t felt like a better time to finally say it, being with him in his bed just holding him. Feeling his skin on yours. You just had to.

Connor lifted his head, looking back at you, eyes filled with adoration. “I love you too.” He responded softly, leaning up to press a soft kiss to your lips before leaning back down, once again snuggling into your side.

Your touch the only thing he needed.

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bellarkeselection · 3 months

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This is my first ask so I hope I did this right. I was wondering if you could do a Will Halstead x reader where the reader is new to the ed and then caught Will staring and he was embarrassed or something. I’m really sorry about this ask I know it’s super bad. Thank you

You Cheeky Flirt

Entering the Ed building I was so nervous about getting thrown today since it was my first official day working here. Sitting my bag down underneath my desk I was a new nurse who came from Indiana being a simple country girl trying to make it in the big city. "Hey I haven't seen you around here before." A male voice spoke to me where I was met with soft eyes and auburn hair.

"Ah well I'm new here. So that’s why you ain't see me around here...Dr. Halstead." I shifted my gaze over his name tag.

He sat down the medical chart he had in his hands leaning on the countertop in front of him. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Will, what’s your name Nurse L/n?"

"Y/n, Y/n L/n." I extend my hand and we shook hands where he never moved his gaze from mine.

Will lowered his gaze from mine where I began to feel uneasy. He normally never had any problems talking to girls. But in this moment he was a blurting mess like he was back in high school. So he did the best thing he could think of. "Do you like burgers?"

"I guess so. Why do you ask?" I was curious to see where he went with this.

Will moved his gaze back up to mine. "Would you want to get one with me sometime?"

"Will...Actually that sounds great." I blushed, taken back by his offer to date. Will seemed releaved through by my answer and I can say that we ended up going on a few more dates and became official after the 5th one.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

- I am sorry that this is so short. I wish I could have wrote more for Will

#will halstead oneshot #will halstead imagine #will halstead writing?#will halstead #will halstead x reader #one chicago x reader #chicago med fanfic #one chicago fanfiction #chicagomed #chicago med #chicago med x reader #requests open #ask box is open for anything #comments really appreciated

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chicago-pd-is-weird · 28 days

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HalsteadSister!Fem!Reader

Requested by: @sorry-i-spaced

Thank you! This was fun to write! :)

Synopsis: Reader loses her job, then has to deal with her verbally abusive father, but Will and Jay cheer her up

TW: Some verbal abuse

“I’m sorry, but we have to let you go.”

The words rang in your ears, hitting your chest like a ton of bricks. You could barely breathe. Tears came to your eyes as you tried to find any words to say, wanting to remain professional. You attempted to swallow the lump in your throat as you shakily stood up. “Thank you for having me…” You said, trying to keep your voice from wavering and tears from spilling over. “I appreciate… Everything.” You shook the boss’s hand, then turned to leave the office, gathering your stuff from your desk to exit the building for the last time.

As you got to your car, you broke out in sobs, shaking and holding yourself tightly. You were upset. You were angry. You hated yourself. Truthfully, it wasn’t too big of a deal, as you had a second job that would keep you afloat, but this was where you wanted to be. This job had been your passion, and you had worked hard. The layoffs had hit the company harder than expected, though, which caused you to be sitting in your car now with a box of your things beside you.

Your shoulders dropped as you took about an hour to let everything out. Between screaming and yelling, to sobbing and weeping. Finally, when you calmed down, you looked to your phone.

“Shit,” you mumbled as you read over text messages from both your brothers.

5:10PM -Will: See you guys in a few. Just got off work, so heading to dad’s place.

5:12PM - Jay: Yeah, me too. It’ll be good to see you guys. Be there in 30 minutes or so.

5:45PM - Jay: Hey (Y/N), you’re still coming, right? You on your way?

5:50PM - Will: (Y/N)? You there? Remember, dinner with dad tonight?

One missed call from Jay Halstead

One missed call from William Halstead

One voicemail from William Halstead

You sighed shakily, swallowing hard, then trying to get your fingers to text back.

6:02PM - (Y/N): On my way.

You figured you could be apologetic when you got to your dad’s place. You took a deep breath, wiping your eyes, then starting your car to make the drive. It was about twenty minutes from your now former workplace. You took the drive to calm down a little and regain your composure.

You pulled up the driveway. You were thankful for your family, especially your brothers, but sometimes it was too much. You already were having a bad day, so you hoped you wouldn’t get grief from anyone for being late. You slowly got out of the car, steadying yourself, then walking up to the front door, knocking softly before simply entering, shutting it behind you and shrugging off your coat.

Will came in to greet you first, smiling. “Hey, (Y/N), so glad you came. We were worried for a little while.”

Jay was next, coming in and wrapping you in a hug. “Yeah, you can’t do that to me. I’ve seen too much as a cop.”

You smiled a bit, laughing at Jay’s lighthearted remark, not reading too much into it. The two boys helped you with your coat, then led you into the dining room where everything was set up, waiting for you to arrive.

“Look who finally decided to show up,” your father, Pat, remarked. He looked up, cocking an eyebrow.

You sighed. This was the grief you didn’t need tonight. “Sorry, dad,” you mumbled, taking your seat at the opposite end of the table, between Will and Jay. “Got caught up with something.”

“Forget about your old pops, did you? Went out to a bar instead?”

Jay shot a look to Pat, shaking his head.

You just sighed. “No,” you huffed. “I haven’t been to a bar in months. Too busy working.” You’re lucky I even come here on a regular basis.

Jay and Will dished out food. It wasn’t anything too fancy, just pork chops and green beans with some white rice on the side. It made for a good meal. Then, you all began eating.

Typically, you were the life of the conversation with your brothers, but tonight you didn’t feel like talking. You ate in silence, staring mostly at your plate as Jay and Will bickered and talked about random things. You hardly even listened to whatever they were saying.

“Hey,” Pat’s voice came from across the table. “You gonna talk, or mope some more? Huh?”

You looked up at the stern voice, then huffed a little, shaking your head. “I am not in the mood for this tonight, dad. Can we not fight?”

“What’s got you all mopey?”

You rolled your eyes. “If you must know, I was laid off today. It’s not a big deal.” Except it was. This job had been your true passion, and it hurt that you weren’t good enough to keep around. You saw yourself as completely inferior, and your father’s attitude was not helping the situation.

Jay and Will stopped eating, both looking at you apologetically. “Oh man, I’m so sorry (Y/N),” Jay said, putting a soft hand on your forearm.

“Yeah, that sucks, I’m sorry,” Will echoed.

“It’s fine,” you replied, shaking your head. “Not a huge deal like I said.”

Pat scoffed. “What, you weren’t good enough to keep around? Did you slack off? You probably took too many bathroom breaks.”

“Enough,” Will said to your father. “Leave her be.”

“Well now what, you gonna live off welfare? I might as well give you all my money in my bank account cause I pay taxes so people like you can live off the government.” He scoffed. “Maybe you should get a real job like your brothers. Do something with your life.”

Every word cut like a knife. You hadn’t been close with your dad, none of you were, really. Mostly because he was like this. When Jay went to the police academy, he didn’t show up for his graduation. He didn’t approve of it at all. He seemed to hate all of you, and yet, where you were, still tying to bond with him. You didn’t really care what he thought, but for some reason you wanted the validation from your father. His words hurt.

“She had a real job,” Jay huffed in reply. “And she has a second one, so I don’t see your problem. She’s not going on welfare.” He rolled his eyes.

“This was a mistake,” you said, shaking your head and standing as tears spilled from your eyes. “I shouldn’t have even come.”

“(Y/N), wait,” Will said, frowning.

You had already gotten up, and now you were going to leave. You quickly moved away from the table despite the protests from the men, your father saying you were a bitch and a coward.

Jay and Will both lit into your father as you shut the door behind you but you didn’t even care or stay to hear them defend you. You simply got into your car and drove away.

You had gotten to your apartment a little later, showered, and poured yourself a large glass of wine, trying to find something on TV you could focus on. You sighed, flipping through channels, not really feeling like watching anything, but wanting to get your focus away from the TV. You’d neglected your phone completely, letting it charge in the bedroom.

After settling on The Andy Griffith Show and downing half the glass of wine, a firm knock came to your door. You sighed, not really wanting to answer it. You let the person stand at your door for a second knock, and even a third before you heard familiar voices. “(Y/N)!”

You looked up at the door, then sighed, deciding to down the second half of your glass of wine before standing and walking to the door, opening it. “Guys, it’s fine,” you said with a small huff.

“No, it’s not,” Will retorted. “He was out of place. None of those things are true.”

You huffed a little, shaking your head. “Whatever, it’s all fine.”

Jay held up two a six pack of beer and a four pack of Seagrams. “Let us drink with you, at least.”

“My brother, ever the detective.” You rolled your eyes, then opened the door to let them both in, sighing and sitting back down on the couch. The two boys entered, promptly taking off their shoes and coats, then walking over to sit with you, one on either side. Jay passed a beer over to Will, and then put the four pack in front of you. You grabbed one and twisted the top off, throwing it onto the coffee table before leaning back and sipping the sweet beverage. You sighed out, all three of you in silence for about fifteen minutes before the alcohol started to take hold of you. You let out shaky breaths, trying to focus on the TV, but couldn’t with how horrible your day was. Tears started to stream down your face and you balled your free hand into a fist. “Fuck life today.”

Jay and Will both looked at you, having not expected the statement. They both then nodded and Will hummed. “Look, dad is a dick. It’s not right of him to say anything to you when he lives off welfare.”

You scoffed and looked up to Will. “I appreciate that and I already know, Will. I’m not looking for his validation, really but… I kind of am. I mean, we all want that, don’t we?”

Jay and Will nodded, Jay sighing. “We get it, (Y/N)… We do. That’s why we left soon after you did.”

“You guys could’ve stayed. Dad thinks you’re better than me anyways. I’m the most inferior one because I’m the daughter and the youngest.”

“You’re the strongest out of all of us,” Jay replied, shaking his head. “Working two jobs and chasing your passion. I know this won’t keep you down, either. You always find a way.”

“Yeah,” Will affirmed. “And it was a layoff. It’s a tough break, but that company is going down the toilet anyways. You’ll find somewhere better to chase your passion.”

You hummed, then stretched out on the couch over both of your brothers’ laps. You smiled a little, your head in Jay’s lap and your feet in Will’s. “So you’re saying I’m the best sibling.”

Jay and Will both laughed, both holding you in their laps. “We’re saying,” Will started, patting your leg, “that you’re going places. I never said you were better than me.”

“Or me,” Jay replied, shaking his head.

You smiled and looked at the two of them, laughing softly at their remarks as they started to bicker about which one of them was better between the two. You let out a happy sigh, your heart swelling with love.

“What would I do without you guys?”

#chicago pd #fanfiction requests #jay halstead #x reader #will halstead #chicago med #chicagopd #chicagomed

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aiiviiloo · 2 months

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MASTERLIST

Here's the masterlist to all of my oneshots!

Remember that you can always send requests for any universes that I have listed here!

All Universes:

SMOSH

CHICAGO MED

CALLUM TURNER

MASTERS OF THE AIR

(other are still being written so be ready for some other universes!)

#masterlist #aiiviilosmasterlist #aiiviilo #chicagomed #smosh #courtney miller #shayne topp #amanda lehan canto #ian hecox #anthony padilla

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sande5098 · 2 years

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Reckless

Crockett Marcel x Fem. Reader

Summary: Reader is married to Crockett Marcel and a Firefighter. She runs into a building after being told to pull back and when she’s rolled into the E.R, Crockett is the first to see her.

Warnings: Fire, burns, swearing, brief mentions of amputation

Word Count: 2.2k

Gif not mine, credits to the creater

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“Final call everybody out!” Boden called from the place he was standing beside truck 81. Y/n was just at the water, ready to turn it on as soon as Herrmann got out with the last victim. Just as she was about to turn it on she saw a beautiful almost completely white cat with a few patches of bright ginger. She tried to keep the cat interested in her but failed and the animal ran in, Almost out of a reaction, Y/n sprinted after the cat, “Marcel!” she heard Boden call out her name she dived into the fire after the animal which disappeared into the burning flames. Y/n ran after the cat, coughing and spluttering as she breathed in the suffocating smoke after forgetting to put on her mask. Once she saw and threw herself at the cat, trapping the sooty cat in her arms. The cat meowed as Y/n grabbed it and picked herself up before running out of the house, flames licking at her arms as she used her jacket to protect the feline.

As she stumbled out of the burning house, she coughed and spluttered, trying to catch her breath. Otis ran up to her, supporting her as she stumbled down the stairs. The smoke had irritated her eyes and she could barely see, Ready to get a new hole ripped by both Casey and Boden, she cuddled the cat close that seemed to be wheezing slightly, but otherwise unscathed. She looked up at both, Matt and Boden who looked pissed as hell but their mouths fell slack at the sight of the cat cuddled into her side. “I need to get it to a vet hospital.” Your voice was hoarse from the smoke and matt nodded while looking at your hands and neck. “You’re going to the hospital first.” Matt cut in, and Severide came up beside him. “Ambo just left, we’ll take her and the cat, let you finish up, there’s nothing more we can do anyways. Squad pack up, we’re going to med!”

Kelly took the cat from your arms and Mills helped you stripped off your heavy gear putting it in the Squad cab and Capp grabbed your upper arm to support you into the cab, making sure to watch your burns. Mills was quick to get in beside you and start analysing your burns, saying that they weren’t as bad as they looked, though they might scar. Kelly handed the cat back to you, its white coat stained grey from the smoke, it was still wheezing heavily, as you hoarsely said, “Vet’s first, the cats in bad shape.” Severide nodded to Tony who made a quick shift in direction, heading for the vets.

Mills refused to let her move, so Capp and Severide ran in with the animal, though you had small tears in your eyes as they ran in with the cat that almost cost you your life. You could feel both Mills and Tony’s eyes on you, “I’m ex-bomb squad, worked with the canines, guess its a soft spot for the cats, been around dogs too much.” they nodded, “Why not try for squad then, you’d make a good member.” Mills asked. “Just happy where I am.” Severide jumped back in the squad truck, “Capp's staying, lets get you to med.” You nodded as you started to feel dizzy and your fingertips numb, “Dizzy... numb,” you mumbled, trying to move your burnt fingertips. Mills rummaged around to get a spare oxygen mask and tank he kept. Putting it over your mouth and nose, you heard the sirens being turned on as the Squad truck sped up to rush you to med.

You didn’t remember much of the rest of the ride there, except the overly strong urge to go to sleep. “Marcel, stick with us, we’re almost there!” Mills kept saying, Kelly too. The shouting of your name was about the only thing that was keeping you awake long enough before you got to med. As they called for a gurney you were carried out of the Squad truck by Kelly, Mills and cap rushing in after them, ready to give a handover to the doctor. ----“Dr Marcel, you’re up!” Maggie called to the man, “Fireman, badly burned and losing consciousness, 30 seconds out. I’ve already notified the burn team but they’ll take at least an hour to get here. You’re going to Baghdad.” “Got it Maggie.” Crockett couldn’t help but pray that it wasn’t you but luck wasn’t on his side today and as he prays, Kelly rushes you in and his heart sank. “Let’s get her to Baghdad. What’ve we got?” Kelly was still carrying you as they all ran to the room, “Maggie, get me another Trauma surgeon down here, or a resident, I can talk them through the procedure.” They all looked at Crockett weirdly, “she ran into a burning building after a cat, inhaled a lot of smoke, the house almost exploded on her.” Dr Marcel nodded, and a group of nurses got her on the monitors. “Dr Marcel, there’s no one available to take your patient, they’re still dealing with the major car accident.”

“Marcel?” Kelly asked, only starting to put the pieces together. As Crockett continued to order the nurses to get her on fluids as he prepped her for a skin graph, “Okay, transfer her to the hybrid room for an emergency skin graft and a potential amputation.” he nodded to the nurses as they rushed her away, Crockett stepped outside with the firemen that were waiting for an explanation and immediately denying the fact that she couldn’t have anything amputated or else she wouldn’t be able to work anymore, “You just can’t, she can’t be a firefighter if she looses anything, please find your way around it.” Mills protested with Kelly and Tony agreeing. The Doctor ran his hand through his hair, “I hope it doesn’t come to that, she’s my wife after all.” He walked over to Maggie as he left the firefighters dumbstruck. “Maggie, if Goodwin asks where I am, tell her that I’m operating on my wife since no one else is available.” Trying to make a comment on just how bad these budget cuts were damaging them before stalking off into the Hybrid OR for the surgery.

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Casey, Cruz, Otis, Herrmann and Mouch had arrived in Truck straight after getting packed up from the scene, to hear the news that they might very well loose one of their team if it came to amputation. Boden just looked grim as he shook his head and went back to sitting down. Gabby and Shay looked horrified with tears in their eyes. Tony left momentarily to go get Capp from the vet hospital, at least the cat was going to be alright; Y/n was going to be glad to hear that at least.

After a long, gruelling 4 hours of waiting, they were approached by one of the surgical nurses who informed them that they would be able to go down to the ICU after her husband came back up. Your personal life was evidently something that you liked to keep out of your work life because it never came up. All of Truck looked confused until Kelly decided to tell them what he had found out, Matt was the first to speak up, “How did the surgery go, you didn’t have to amputate, did you?” The nurse shook her head and took her leave as they all breathed a sigh of relief that they wouldn’t have to see their friend go into early retirement.

A little while later, Dr Marcel came back up to let them go down to visit two at a time to visit her before retreating to the staff room to allow himself to have a quiet breakdown out of eyes reach. He had told the ICU nurses to send for him as soon as she woke up, until then, Maggie had mentioned that Goodwin was looking for him. As he slowly travelled up to her office, he couldn’t help but let a few tears slip. All he wanted to do was breakdown and cry through the surgery as he used the equipment to pierce his love’s skin. It made his skin crawl with disgust, and it was the sort of feeling that he never wanted to feel again. As he was invited in to the office, the sympathetic look that he was being given was almost too much. “How are you Dr Marcel?” “I’d feel better if I didn’t have to be the person to operate on my wife,” he muttered sourly and Ms Goodwin nodded, “I understand that you will need emergency carers leave, I have the forms sorted for you for the next four months.” “Thank you Ms Goodwin.” She nodded and patted his shoulder, “You understand that I will fight whatever comes your way, the budget cuts as well. You have my word.” she added sternly, “This should have never happened.” Crockett nodded, barely able to hold his head up, “Dr Charles will be available to see you whenever you need it and I’m sending my best for your wife,” She assured, “Thank you Ms Goodwin. I’ll get these forms filled in.”

Crockett smiled a small smile at her before picking up the forms and leaving, fully intending on getting these wrote up tonight. All he wanted was to make sure his wife was okay.

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It was late into the next day that Y/n started to come round, while it was quite a bit after the surgery with her neck burns so close to her carotid arteries, and other quite dangerous areas he wouldn’t have been surprised if it had taken her a little longer, but he was equally happy that she came around now. “Y/n? Can you hear me?” You nodded, clearly still tired as her droopy eyes would indicate “Don’t panic and try to take the tube out, I’ll get it now.” You nodded again and waited patiently as the tube was taken out of you esophagus, it wasn’t pleasant to say the least. “Do you want some water?” “Y...yeah.” Crockett brought over a cup with a straw, “don’t take too large a drink, take it easy,” he soothed as he took the cup again and set it on the sideboard.

“What happened?” You asked, slightly confused on why you had been asleep in a hospital bed. Crockett was looking at you as if he couldn’t have saw something more laughable. “What happened? What do you mean, What happened?! You ran into a burning building to save a cat.” Y/n just listened to her husband let all his frustration out, there would be no good in interrupting him, besides she still felt so damn tired. “Why did you do it Y/n, I just want to know why.” You sighed and nodded, “I’ll tell you when we get home, this is a conversation that you need to have a level head on you for it.” Crockett started to pace the room, “Y/n, I was the one that had to operate on you, that was the shittiest part of this, not the waiting but having to be the person that made the calls on whether you would have to have something amputated and lose you job or try to reconstruct what you have.” Your eyes widened as you started to try and lift the sheets off of you body, Crockett saw and quickly tucked the covers back below your neck, “Shhh baby, relax... I didn’t have to amputate anything, it was just a very complicated skin graph. You’re gonna be fine and be back doing light work in six months.” You didn’t realise that you had tears in your eyes until he wiped them away and placed a tender kiss on your forehead, “I love you so much, mi amor. and I’m so sorry for going off on you, you didn’t deserve that.” He smiled down at you, “I’ll come back later on to tell you what I had to do but for now there are some visitors that would like to see you, shall I send them in?” You nodded and whispered “I love you,” back to him as he left. Only for Mills and Gabby to replace him a couple of minutes later.

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When you got home a week and a half later, you were shocked to find a furry fluffy cat waiting by the door. The same one you had rescued. “Crockett-” “Someone told me that this was the little cat you saved, turned out the owner didn’t want it or want to pay the bills, so I adopted him. He’s yours.” Y/n smiled the widest smile that she could, beaming, she went to kiss her husband and the cat meowed, dragging the attention back to the precious, almost completely white ball of fluff.

This might’ve just been the worst decision he’d ever made.

#Chicago fire #chicagomed #Chicago fire x Chicago med crossover #crockett marcel x reader #reader insert #Female reader #firefighter reader

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visionvulk · 1 year

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#SashaRoiz as Jack Dayton #chicagomed #nbc one chicago #jackdayton #sasharoiz mrsasharoiz #mrsasharoiz #nbc #peackock #nbc grimm #grimm #captainrenard #chicago #sasharoizsupportive

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selswift23 · 11 months

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Connor: There’s one other rule of our roommate agreement

Maya: *curious* what is it?

Connor: No matter what happens, you’re not allowed to fall in love with me

Maya: *scoffs* Won’t be a problem.

#connor rhodes #connorrhodesfanfic #mayasharma #wattpad #fanfic #chicagomed #chicagomedfanfic #incorrect quotes #onechicago #onechicagofanfic #one chicago fanfiction #my oc fic #my oc character #my ocs are my children #my oc do not steal #incorrect chicago med #midnights #unpublished #midnightswp

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upsteadlover4 · 7 months

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Chapters: 47/? Fandom: Chicago PD (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jay Halstead/Hailey Upton, Kim Burgess & Adam Ruzek, Stella Kidd & Kelly Severide Characters: Jay and Will Halstead's Mother, Maeve, Jay Halstead, Hailey Upton, Natalie Manning, Will Halstead, Trudy Platt, Hank Voight, Adam Ruzek, Kim Burgess, Kevin Atwater, April Sexton, Ethan Choi, Violet Mikami, Stella Kidd, Maggie Lockwood, Owen Manning, Randy "Mouch" McHolland, Kelly Severide, Joe Cruz (Chicago Fire), Christopher Herrmann Additional Tags: Jay Halstead/Hailey Upton Fluff, Domestic Jay Halstead/Hailey Upton, Marriage, Love, Best Friends, Multiple Partners, Detectives, Happy, Sad, Angst, Heartbreak, 21st District Police Station (Chicago PD), Family, Children, Celebrations, Reunions, Adoption, Violet - Freeform, Violet Upton, past trauma, Jay Halstead and Hailey Upton get their shit together, ronald booth - Freeform, A happy ending upstead deserve, Wisconsin cabin, all the feels Summary:

When a what-should-be typical case sends Hailey's haunted past flying into her life once again, how will she deal with it? Hailey wants to be able to make amends for her past regrets and make a life that is full of happiness, joy and love, but will she be able to do it? With Halstead and her work family by her side, let's follow Hailey as she navigates life with an unexpected twist.

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tvshowtingz · 2 years

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Chicago Med: Sarah Reese and her found family

Reese and Goodwin

Reese and April

Reese and Manning

Reese and Rhodes

Reese and Maggie

Reese and Choi

Reese and Charles

Reese and Halstead

Reese and Noah

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mcusonechicago · 2 years

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Y/N Is in the ED ~ 1

tw: hospital & emergency room, cursing, physical pain, illness, injury, mentioning of a car accident pairings: natalie manning x fem!reader patient, will halstead x fem!reader patient, april sexton x fem!reader patient other characters mentioned: maggie lockwood

It's 5 pm and you've had enough. You've been sick with a cold for six weeks. You went to the doctor after two, and they said it's just a cold -- exactly what you thought. You've been suffering from a runny nose and a cough for over a month, and you're sick and tired of having coughing attacks and blowing your nose constantly. You decide to drive yourself to the hospital, knowing damn well that you'll be sitting in the waiting room until 10:00, but you can't take it any longer.

One second you're pulling into the hospital parking lot, the next you're being picked up by a doctor who has red hair. He's running towards the hospital entrance with you in his arms.

"Incoming! Dr. Manning, meet Dr. Halstead in trauma two!" Maggie yells, nudging her over.

"Oh my God," Nat says, running over to trauma two just as Will gets there, "what have we got?" "I found her in the parking lot unconscious, her vehicle maybe twenty feet away. She regained consciousness as I picked her up, but I'm not sure if she knows what's happening," he replies, placing you onto the hospital bed. "She keeps coughing. No blood, as far as I can tell," he says, as Nat hooks you up to an IV. "Looks like her left ankle is broken, as well as her right wrist and left index finger. Multiple lesions on the arms and face, most likely from the glass when she was thrown from her vehicle."

"Oh my God, what happened to me," you say, suddenly fully awake as you sit up in bed. "Hey, hey, easy there, easy," Will says, gently pushing you back down. "I'm fine, I'm fine. I just have a cold. I was coming here because of that. That's why I'm coughing. I've had a cold for six weeks and it hasn't gone away. I wanted to see if something was wrong."

Nat looks at Will, now even more concerned.

"What's your name?" she asks, handing a tablet to Will. "Y/N. My name's Y/N," you say, your voice shaking. "Heart rate spiking," Nat says, rushing over to get closer to you. "I'm fine. It's just anxiety. Promise." "I'm Dr. Manning, and this is Dr. Halstead. We're gonna take really good care of you, Y/N. How old are you? Is there anyone we can call?" "I'm 18. I live alone. My family lives halfway across the country. I don't want to worry any of my friends. I'm fine. I'm telling you."

"Someone who was thrown from their vehicle isn't fine. You have three broken bones, probably more that we aren't aware of yet," Will exclaims, making eye contact with Natalie before they both look back down at you.

"I WHAT?! I was wearing a seatbelt! How-"

"Y/N, what car do you drive?" Natalie asks you, a concerned look growing across her face. "Um, um... a 1962 Corvette, why? Is-is that bad?" "Older cars are known to be more faulty. Could explain the broken seatbelt. Is it an across-the-chest one, or does it just go across your waist?" "Chest, chest. I made sure when I bought it."

"Wait, why don't I feel the broken bones...?" "We're gonna find out. April, I want a full CT, CBC, BNP, MRI, X-ray of the arms and legs, and a chest X-ray. You know, why not just do a full-body X-ray? While you're at it, might as well."

"Y/N, I'm going to press on your abdomen. Tell me if you feel any pain." "AH!" you yell out, flinching when Nat touches various places on your stomach. "Few broken ribs." "No, no, no, no!" "We are going to do our very best to take care of you, alright, love? Just take a deep breath," Nat says, taking your hand. "I can't- OH MY GOD NOW I FEEL IT," you yell out, squeezing her hand. "April, give her 5 milligrams of morphine. I need those X-rays NOW. The delay in pain must have been from the trauma on her body." "On it," she replies.

"Oh my God," you moan out in pain, pulling your knees into your chest, then flinching again. "It hurts, it hurts. Please make it stop." "Y/N, I need you to stay still so we can take these X-rays, alright? It'll only take a second," Nat says, nodding. She takes a deep breath with you, which helps you slow your heart rate. "Are you sure you don't want us to call anyone for you? I'm sure your parents would want to know what's going on," she says, starting the X-rays. "No, no. They live too far away. I don't want to make them worry, or make them feel obligated to come here. It's alright." "Okay, well, let us know if you change your mind," she smiles. "Thanks."

"Yep, looks like a broken left ankle, right wrist, left index finger, and three broken ribs. Only the ankle has to be reset. Your left hip is also dislocated. I'm gonna need to pop it back into place as well." "Oh my gosh, how bad is my ankle?" you ask her, panicking as your eyes grow wide. "Pretty bad," Will says, tilting his head. "No, no, no, this can't be happening. Oh my God. Oh my God. I never should have come here. It's just a cold. Why on Earth did this have to happen? Why?" "Y/N, everything is going to be okay," Nat says, helping you get into position for the chest X-ray. "No, no, you don't understand. I don't have time for a broken ankle! Or a broken anything, for that matter." Nat and Will look at each other, confused. "I'm a dancer and an actress. I have to be on set tomorrow for a film I'm shooting, and I have to perform in a ballet in a week. I'm the lead. I have to dance. This is tech week. Rehearsals are mandatory!" "You don't have an understudy or something?" he asks, making eye contact with Natalie again. "Yes, yes, but I have to dance! Let alone film! Production ends in less than a month!" you say, tearing up, and Nat takes your hand again, nodding to Will.

"Y/N, I have to reset your ankle now. It's going to hurt," he says, walking towards the end of the bed. "How much is it going to hurt?" you ask, your voice quivering. "A lot." "How broken is it?!" He clears his throat. "Very." You start tearing up as your heart rate spikes to 200.

"Y/N, Y/N, sweetie, you have to take a deep breath. Just try to relax," Nat says, squeezing your fingers, being careful to avoid your wrist. "I can't, I can't!" "Breathe. Just breathe." "AHHH!," you scream out in pain, "OH MY GOD, THAT HURTS LIKE A BITCH." Will did it by surprise.

"Y/N, hey, hey! You're alright. You're okay. You did a great job. I'm right here, I'm right here. You're safe," Nat says to you softly, rubbing your shoulder.

"No, no, I'm very much not. Now you have to pop my literal hip back into its socket. I'm assuming that's more painful than just having a dislocated hip? And a broken ankle being reset?" "Very much so," Will replies. "God, why. At least you're honest, I guess."

"It's okay, you're okay," Nat moves your hair out of your face. "Please, Dr. Halstead." "I promise I'm going to fix your hip." "But it's gonna hurt," you say, looking over at Nat as a single tear escapes from your right eye. She looks at you in sympathy, giving your hand another squeeze. "It's gonna be okay. Take a deep breath," she says, grabbing a hold of your hip with her other hand.

Will and Nat nod at each other and he pulls on your leg. You scream in pain and begin to sob, grabbing onto the side of the bed with your left hand, and squeezing Nat's hand with your right one, despite the pain in your finger and wrist. "Pull, pull!" she yells at Will, and you scream the most when he finally pops it back into place.

"You're alright, you're alright. Breathe." You take a deep, shaky breath with Nat's help. "I'll be back to check on you soon. Just try to relax. You're gonna be okay," Nat says, giving your hand one more squeeze. Will gives you a smile. He and Natalie exchange a worried and sympathetic look before they head off to take care of more patients.

"Don't worry. We've got you, honey. I'm gonna have to take your blood now. Is that okay?" April says, tying the band around your arm before she squeezes your shoulder. You nod.

You know you're in good hands. The doctors and nurses are going to take great care of you. They've got you.

word count: 1433 i hope you enjoyed, my lovely !!! <333

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kae-tastrophic · 1 year

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kiddbegins · 7 months

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Laughing - Will Halstead

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laughing when one drops their phone on their face? Will Halstead

Will laid on his back, elbow tucked onto his chest as he scrolled through the stupid videos his brother had sent them. You were laying on your side, head latched to his bare and warm shoulder as he laughed softly, tilting the phone so you could see the screen better.

“I swear, Jay finds the stupidest shit.” He muttered as you watched the short video on his screen, laughing along as it played.

“Yeah no shit,” You scrunched your nose up as it looped over. “Why doesn’t he send me funny videos?” You jokingly frowned, nudging Will’s arm.

In doing so, Will’s phone slipped out of his hand, hitting him right on the lip. With a quick laugh you leaned up, “I am- I am so sorry,” you couldn’t even say it without laughing, the man covering his smile with his hand, checking to make sure he was in fact not bleeding.

He rolled onto his side, pulling you underneath him and tickling his way up your stomach, “No! No no no!” You tried to move into the fetal position, aka the only way you knew to get your stomach covered but Will rolled with you.

“No, this is karma,” He said through his own laughs, his hands reaching the one spot on your sides that made you jolt up.

“William Halstead I swear to god-“

He raised his eyebrows at you, fighting wrapping his arms around your torso, his chin resting on your chest, “Yes?” His eyes were wide and he was giving you the most obvious puppy eyes.

With a sigh you looked back at him, “Get off of me, I didn’t mean to knock your phone out of your hand-“ You couldn’t help but crack a smile at the flash of the face he made when it hit him replaying in your mind.

“Are you laughing at my misery?”

“No…”

“YOU ARE!” He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to your chest before blowing out a raspberry and flipping onto his back, dramatically crossing his arms. “I’m officially offended by all of this and noooot talking the rest of the night.

He not so inconspicuously glanced over at you, fully still wanting your attention. Which you gave him as you rolled on top of him, looking down at him. “I don’t mind not talking if you’ll still hold me,” You offered, innocently smiling widely at him.

Of course he couldn’t say no to that so he sighed softly, opening his arms, “C’mere.” Will spoke softly, wrapping his arms tightly around you when you laid against his chest, his phone lighting up with another text from Jay.

“You should watch it.”

“Maybe when you’re not in the bed to make it hit me.”

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