"8 years old."

Chapter Eighteen: CellBlock Tango
2x06:Prison Ball

*Trigger warning*

Becklean pulls up the scene on her motorcycle, it was pitch black out in Chicago, she had managed to get enough sleep, her niece was over earlier in the day, just to visit and catch up she told her she could stay at her house for a bit if she needed too, Malia didn't look good, she looked skinnier than the last time Becklean saw her and was extremely dirty, her school called saying she had missed too many days, Gloria wasn't really taking care of her, if anything she was taking care of her mother, which at that age, no one should be taking care of their mother. She was just happy Malia was alive told her to rest up take a shower and that she would take her to school in the morning,

"Victim's name was Mya Watkins. She was a state's witness set to testify in a theft case this week. the shooter walked up, put two in her head, and ran off." The officer explains as Erin kneels down, she pulls back the yellow sheet and the two blondes eyes immediately well up they push it back

"How old is she, ten?" Becklean asks.

" Yeah." The commander replies as everyone sits there shocked. " Clear everything off your plate. This is the only case that matters." he mutters before walking off.

Everyone was wide awake at the precinct,

"James Grant, senior at Anderson High and star forward on the basketball team." Antonio tapes the picture to the board.

"Kid's a lock for the pros."

" Yeah, except robbery-burglary picked him up for holding up a corner store a couple months back. Charges wouldn't stick without an eyeball witness. Mya was the only one willing to go on the record." Becklean explains

" So she was the only thing that stood between Grant going pro..."

" And spending the next five years in Stateville." Antonio continues.

" All right, the coach confirmed it. Grant was playing a tournament in Evanston at the time of the shooting." Ruzek enters the bull pen.

" Maybe that was the plan... have eyes on Grant while Mya gets shot somewhere else."

" This kid connected enough to order a hit on a witness?" O asks

" Nope, Grant's not, but his uncle definitely is..." Attwater tapes a picture to the board, " Devon Tucker, O.G. vice lord turned gun runner. He's been looking out for his nephew since the boy learned how to dribble."

"Yeah, but he's locked up at MCC on a federal weapon charge. Think he ordered the shot from inside?"

" I bet my star on it." Kevin nods as everyone else in the room does.

"Let's go have a chat." Voight nods to O,

Voight comes back from the Prison with O they explain how ATF has Tucker under their wing and isnt letting anyone get to him, if they try then they will be arrested, so Kevin asked to go undercover in the prison as a prisoner only he isn't alone Ruzek volunteers to go with him. No one but the warden knows they are undercovers,

". As far as anyone knows, they're detainees like any other, which means they'll be treated as such. I mean, only the warden knows they're inside. Anyone else finds out, it'll shut us down."

" Who's watching over them?"

" One of my best undercovers. So, while Atwater's on the inside trying to get Tucker on a wire copping to ordering the hit, we're out here doing everything we can to I.D. the shooter and then link him back to Tucker." Voight explains to the commander, everyone else was sitting in his office as well.

"Sounds like fun." the commander says before walking off.

"That's the new commander? "Sounds like fun." Weird dude." Jay sasses as Becklean shakes her head at her partner.

" I spoke to Mya's mother. She's on her way in for her interview." Erin speaks up.

" Where are we at with the shell casings from the scene?"

" Firing pin signature doesn't match anything in the database, and no usable fingerprints. the shooter was careful." Becklean explains.

" Then we go back to basics. Check every camera we're linked to... CPD pods, commercial, residential surveillance. And run every in-service call that came in last night. I want to be briefed."

" Got it, boss." Erin replies as they all walk out minus O

"Hey, you two got a sec?" Erin asks as Becklean and Jay walk over to her desk with her.

" Steve Kot."

" Yeah?"

" What do you know about him?" Erin asks her sister who blows out a puff of air.

"He is Oliver's boss Lawyer from the state's attorney's office? I heard he went right back to work the day after his kid was killed."

" Is he a stand-up guy?"

" I really wouldn't know. Olinsky would." Becklean continues.

" Well, he's putting together a task force, and he wants me on it."

"What? Seriously?" Jay speaks up.

" Which I'm keeping confidential."

" Task force?" Jay says again as Becklean thinks for a moment.

' Yeah. Why do you look so shocked?"

" That's just... That's... it's big." Becklean mutters.

" Yeah. So, if they came to you and it was offered, what would you.." before she says anything O walks out of Vought's office. ". Shh... "

//

Mya's mom came to talk with Erin downstairs, she didn't want to come up the stairs frankly, she blamed the police for not doing more to protect Mya. at the time that Mya's mom was leaving they were bridging in the kid Basketball star, lets just say it got ugly. After Voight interrogates him along with O. Becklean Erin and Jay are in the bullpen gathering intel.

"All right, give me a heads-up when you pull the recordings. Thanks" Erin hangs up the phone.

" Get a hit off the pods?"

" Not yet. CPIC's gonna extend the review radius another six blocks." she explains.

"Patrol responded to a hit-and-run collision a half mile from our crime scene last night. Call came in minutes after Mya was killed." Jay walks in with Becklean.

" Driver in a hurry to get lost."

"Partial plate narrowed it down to a Nathan Hughes in Wicker Park." Becklean continues.

" Hit it." Says as the two partners take off.

//

"Well, if this is our shooter, he's sure doing well for himself." Erin comments as the trio walks up the house.

" You're not really considering this task force, are you?"

"No. That's why I showed you the card and asked you for your advice, for the exercise."

Jay knocks on the door. "I mean, imagine how heartbroken you'd be... Not seeing my smiling face every day." Jay teases as Becklean scoffs.

"First of all she would miss me more than you, Secondly your face is alright." Becklean teases as Erin laughs.

"You know what? You just settled it for me. Thanks."

" Meaning?"

A blonde woman answers the door. " Can I help you?"

" Yeah, we're looking for Nathan Hughes." Erin speaks up.

" I'm his daughter Katie."

" Does your dad drive a black BMW X5?" Jay asks.

" No, but I do. If this is about the parking tickets, I was gonna pay for them. Those jerks didn't have to tow my car."

" When was the car towed?" Becklean asks brows knitted.

" Two days ago."

"So the car's still on the lot." Jay asks as Katie nods.

" Thank you." Jay smiles as Katie closes the door.

" I'll call Voight."

//

"Okay, the tow clerk rented the car to Omar Martel. Martel was detained with Tucker at MCC until a few months ago." Erin, Becklean and Jay walk back into the bullpen.

O and Voight went to the tow yard about Katie's car. The car had never meant to be towed in the first place and after the tow yard clerk tried to run he explained everything in detail.

" Bingo."

" He used to run a stick-up crew ripping off dealers and killing them for fun. Right. Now all of his boys are either dead or in jail, so he's branched out to murder." Jay continues.

"Last known address is on West 23rd and Pilsen."

" And Grant's cell phone records show him pinging a tower near Martel's house two days before Mya was killed. This is our shooter." Becklean slaps the picture that was taped to the board.

" Beautiful. All right, let's roll out."

The unit finds themselves outside of the house vested up with long guns, they quietly walk up the stairs as a woman steps out in front of them in a bra and panties, Becklean presses her up against the wall putting a hand on her over her mouth.

"Nod your head ''yes or "no," is he back there?" She hesitates but nods her head as Becklean pushes her towards Erin who throws her to the back at whoever was behind her. Jay takes the lead he heads one way sending Erin to the other Becklean stands point in the hall. She hears a struggle coming from the room Jay is in and walks in seeing Jay wrestling with a guy in tiger striped boxers, she elbows him in the stomach and he falls to the ground as Jay twists his wrist pulling the knife from his hand as Voight steps into the room.

"What the hell y'all want?"

" Tough guy, huh?" Voight steps on his chest with his boot. " You think you're hard? Killing a child... Listen to me. This can go down a lot of different ways. But only one of them ends well for you."

"Hey, Voight...:"

" I'm busy."

" It's Antonio." O speaks up as Voight just glares at the guy on the ground.

" You got nothing on me." he smirks as Voight removes his foot from neck.

" We'll see about that." Voight walks out as Jay scoops the guy up off the ground.

James was arrested and his uncle, well after Attwater beat his ass in prison infront of all the inmates, Becklean just gives Attwater a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, he was her big teddy bear after all. She gave Ruzek the rest of her fries and he literally almost made out with her for it, he whined about the prison food and Becklean just couldn't help but laugh. Out of everything that's what Ruzek was the most upset about in the end everything was fine. At least with work,

A girl from Sevirde's past decided to show up, someone by the name of Renee, she claimed she was pregnant with Severide's baby and after Lesile asked Severide to have a baby with her and it didn't stick, Becklean was left to figure out her life, sure they promised to be best friends but how do you tell your bestfriend that the woman carrying his child isn't actually carrying his child. Leslie came to her with the information and explained how she brought it to Kelly over lunch only he didn't believe her, which was Leaving Becklean his only other best friend to figure it out to pick up the pieces.

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