"Oliver Cline"
Chapter Two: Here Comes the Crazy
3x02:Natural Born Storyteller

*Trigger warning*

Becklean had shown up late to work, this was the third time this week. It wasn't because she was on drugs. But it was definitely because she was living with her ex, Oliver. He was worming his way back into her life and not for the good. He was controlling her, trying to make her feel like shit, even more and the worse part was that it was working. That she was back to being closed off, hating herself, being quiet. She couldn't keep at this for much longer. Her tean was starting to notice her demise. They were nosy, already trying to figure out why she was late. She arrived at the crime scene wearing aviators and a thin jacket. She didn't need it was in the middle of a heat wave in chicago.

" So we chased him in here, subdued him using the minimal force necessary to affect an arrest. Jack-off tried to ditch the hardware. He threw it in a yard four houses south."

" I spotted the blood, and opened the refrigerator. Never saw anything quite like that."

" I sincerely doubt your shooter wanted us to find this. These are unrelated acts." O explains he was standing next to Antonio while Burgess and Roman were explaining what was going on. Becklean tries her hardest not to be seen. To make it seem like she had been there the whole time. She stands Next to Jay and Erin in the back.

" This is a black neighborhood, always has been. We're gonna find out somebody moved that kid here."

" That call that was on the zone this morning... a kid went missing from Rogers Park. I think this is him." Jay says as they all look at the scene before them there was a kid badly beaten and stuffed in a refrigerator.

"We're gonna solve this... whatever it was." Voight speaks up as everyone nods.

" I know we will." Antonio replies as Vought looks to the group he spots Becklean who just clears her throat.

"Look who was late again." Erin mutters as Becklean just rolls her eyes under her aviators.

"Shouldn't you be off popping pills with Bunny?" she growls walking off.

Jay and Erin watch as she leaves.

"What do you think is going on with her?"

"I dont know she hasnt acted this way in a while. But I am definitely going to find out." Erin replies as Jay nods in agreement.

//

Back in the bullpen everyone is gathered around the desk, Antonio is standing in front of the board, with pictures from the crime scene tacked up.

"We owe this kid our best, so what do we know?"

" All right, a tender-age white child was found dead in a black neighborhood. We're still waiting on the ME, but responding EMTs indicate that, um... kid's neck was snapped. He was stabbed in the abdomen three times."

" And his wrists and ankles were bound with sailor's knots, for what that's worth." O continues as Jay walks in with a file.

" His name was Jeremy Dolan. He was reported missing 36 hours ago from Rogers Park. He was eight years old. His parents are Richard and Rochelle. They're waiting at the morgue to ID the body."

" Rogers Park... that's three miles north of that house." Kev says as Becklean is taking in all the info.

" Well, he was probably killed elsewhere, transported to the scene. We got no eyeball witnesses of the body being placed, though."

" Do we know who owns the house?"

" Yep, local real-estate investors. It's one of 150 properties that they're buying and fixing up in that area."

" I'll see if there's anything there."

" All right, we start in Rogers Park. I want all in service calls from the last 48 hours. Where was he abducted? Somebody heard a scream, saw a car they didn't recognize, a strange face, something."

"Boy's family's on the way to the morgue." Antonio explains as Erin gets up from her desk looking down at her phone. " I want to be there when they ID him." He continues as everyone watches her leave.

" Al, you come with?"

" Yeah."

//

Jay just came back from asking questions with Antonio. They had just gone to the boy's neighborhood where he lives and strangely no one saw or heard anything. He was walking into the precinct as Voight was walking down the stairs from intelligence.

" Hey, I've been looking for you." Voight nods to Jay.

"You got a way of saying that where it never sounds like good news."

" Regarding you and West.. All right, I don't know what your relationship status is, and I don't care, but I need to know someone's got her back 24 hours a day. "

"Yeah, I, uh... Always." Jay replies as Voight nods. leaving Becklean walks in from the back, she was putting her stuff way, applying some makeup trying to be in a cheery mood. She had started the morning off by getting up early planning on going to work on time and she did get to work ontime. Which was a rare occurrence these days. After long she was tasked with going through files with Erin, Kev, and Adam.

" Special Investigations Unit sent over the files for every registered sex offender in the vicinity of Rogers Park." Kev explains he hands a file to Becklean.

"The ME found tissue under Jeremy's fingernails. Little guy went down fighting. Said no sign of sexual assault, but that doesn't mean he couldn't have been made to..." Becklean's jaw just tightens at the thought.

" I don't know... this block he was snatched from, they're pretty tight-knit. Seems like an odd pool to pick your victims from."

" But if it was about sex, there's no logic. It's just an impulse." Becklean explains as Rusek is way too close to his computer screen. "Do you need glasses? Cause you about to kiss the screen" she comments causing everyone to laugh minus Rusek he just glares.

" Hey, this guy moved onto the block last year. He's from Salt Lake City. His PO logged a complaint. He never registered in Chicago."

"What's his name?"

" Darren Woodhull." Rusek hands the file to Becklean who looks it over with Erin. They agree that Erin and Antonio are gonna go talk with Darren,

//

After checking Darren's alibi it was indeed not good he lied so everyone decides to make a trip to his house. They walk up to the stairs as a few neighbors are outside lurking.

" Hey, get back inside! I said inside, now! Chicago Police!" Voight knocks on the door they wait a few seconds

" Guy lied right to my face, violated his parole by not registering in Chicago, in case you need a reason." Erin explains as Becklean shrugs when Voihgt looks at her.

"Seems like plenty of reason to me." he nods as she takes the battering ram to the door.

They all enter inside the house and Becklean takes the south corner. She walks down, approaching a door it opens and someone is pointing a shotgun at her face. She puts her arms up in defense as Jay come up behind her.

"Drop the weapon!" Jay yells.

"Who are you?"

" We're the police. Who the fuck are you?" Becklean nods, she wasn't in the mood.

" I'm Darren Woodhull's protector."

" You want to die in a closet? Drop the gun!" Jay threatens.

" Sh... show me a badge."

Becklean points to the badge embroidered onto her vest. " Right here."

He lowers the gun and she takes it from his hands. "Don't hurt me, please."

Jay slams him up against the way cuffing him he gives her a look and she just shakes her equally as confused. They bring him into interrogation where Antonio and Voight talk with him. The guy who is absolutely too squirelly for his own good, his name was Vaughn Bash, he too was a sex offender. Darren was his roomate. Becklean was in the locker room hallway. She was talking with Oliver who dropped by to see her.

"I just don't understand why you feel the need to work, I can take care of us alone with my job."

"I don't need you to take care of me. Oliver I am fine, I can't do this, I am in the middle of working."

Oliver scoffs. " You are always like this, headstrong, stubborn. Idiotic,"

She rolls her eyes. "Yeah well it takes one to know one, Do me a favor? If you're so miserable then leave. Or cheat your good at both of those."

Oliver's eyes almost bulge out of his head. Becklean just scoffs going to leave and grabs her by her arm. "Hey we aren't done talking."

"Yes we are, because your so headstrong that you cant see, How stupid you look I am working this is my job."

She goes to leave again and he grabs her arm forceable this time he makes the mistake of doing it infront of Mouse who was walking back toward the bullpen. He watches closely as they continue arguing, Oliver wont Let her go and she's about five seconds away from losing her shit. Mouse watches carefully making sure Becklean doesn't need backup.

"You know your problem is, you can't stand to see a woman in power that's your problem." Becklena shoves him and lunges at her just in time for Mouse to step in. He pins him up against the wall.

Mouse was short, Oliver had a few good inches on him. "I don't think you want to do that again." Mouse says as Oliver just gulps. "I am gonna let you down and you apologize to the lady and leave." Mouse puts Oliver on the floor and he just rolls his eyes looking at Becklean.

"Leave Oliver.." He just scoffs before walking off.

"I'm assuming he's your Ex."

"He was my ex, then he cheated on me and left me at the altar on our wedding day and then my sister left me and clung to him like a wet blanket and now..."

"Now?"

"Now I am regretting it...." She looks down at the ground and for a second Mouse could have sworn he saw her cry. "Hey thanks for helping me."

"Of course." he says simply and she smiles and walks away.

//

They find out that Darren was taken by the Dolan's and they make their way over minus a few poele it was Jay, Antoni, Becklean, O, Kev, and Voight. They hear the husband Ron Dolan yelling and screaming a few grunts after that. They enter from the back door.

"Chicago Police! Up against the wall, now!"

" Are you out of your mind? Now!" Jay yells Ron doesn't Budge.

"I got him" Kev shoves him up against the door while Voight approaches the other guy.

" Give me that." He takes the bat from his hands. " What's the matter with you?"

"We're gonna need an ambulance." O says checking Darren's pulse. The ambulance comes and wheels Darren away as Damien Boyd sits on the stairs he lived in the same neighborhood as the dolans or at least he used to.

"Damien Boyd... going above and beyond for your friends, huh?" Antonio Becklean and O were standing around him.

" They'd do the same thing for me if something happened to my kids."

" Hey, this is your building?" O ask a toothpick sticking out of his mouth.

" No. We do maintenance for the management."

" Yeah, but you got the key to the boiler room. It's a nice place to put a beating on a guy." O comments.

"Hey, what do you know that makes you so sure Darren Woodhull's the guy?"

" Aside from liking little boys?"

" Aside from that, actually, yeah." Becklean snarks as he rolls his eyes.

"He followed Jeremy home from school. Probably got a hard drive filled with garbage. The guy's demented. I still lived on the block, he never would've moved in. He was gonna confess."

" And after that?" she asks

" I don't know." He straightens up. "Women shouldn't be doing jobs meant for men." He says as O winces. Becklean just rolls her eyes. " We didn't get that far. You know, you guys should be thanking me right now. We solved your case"

" Well, we put the pieces together. If they fit, then maybe. Until then, come on."

" Why?"

" Wild guess. You're under arrest. Let's go. Come on, get up." Becklean ushers as he sighs going to stand, Antonio of course lets her cuff him.

Antonio puts Damien in the cage downstairs; they go upstairs after hearing that his son was missing.

Damien Boyd's son was taken by the same person who killed Dolan's son and it wasn't Darren, it was the mechanic working on his car. Jay and O go by there. They see a shed Behind the shop and go in to see a freezer, they open it and find a dead guy in there. They all reconvene at the precinct.

"Our main target is Kurt Hollister. Last known location was his mechanic shop four hours ago. We got Tac guys sitting in his residence and an Amber alert out on the vehicle and the kid." Antonio explains.

"The body in the freezer belonged to Ray Malone. He was 38 years old. He died a block from where he was born." Mouse explains he hands everyone a file.

" Malone is a knock-around guy... misdemeanor priors. Somehow, he's the nexus. He went to high school with the father of the victim and the father of the missing kid." Rusek says.

"So what's the motive? Why brutally murder a kid, take off with a second, and then leave an unrelated male body behind?" O ask.

" He's out there, and he's holding a seven-year-old boy. He's not some mastermind. We should have him in custody."

" We were right there. We talked to him." Jay was fuming as Becklean gives his shoulder a supportive Squeeze she removes her hand and he feels fire where it use to be. He missed her touch.

"We all missed this. Let's just connect the dots. Who was Ray Malone to this guy? How's he ending up in his freezer?" Antonio asks they all split up, him and Voight taking on Damien. They get the story behind everything, Ron, Ray and Damien were all friends. One night eighteen years ago. Ray and Ron were hanging out behind Ray's house. Checking out Ray's dad's gun and it went off, they ran down the end of the gangway and there's a kid who got shot. They move him under the house by the end of the gangway and head over to Damien's place where they tell him what happened. Damien hid the gun for them. It was Hollister's little boy. Ray was dying, so he went to Hollister and told him what Ron, and he did and how Damien hid the gun.

" All-call message went out on Hollister 30 minutes ago. I want to be apprised of any sightings."

" Sarge, Boyd's son, Conner... most likely snatched on his way home from school. Got a team canvassing the route home right now. We just got nothing useful so far." Rusek explains as Voight picks the pink box that Rosie Dolan brought in as reward money for finding her brother's killer.

" I flagged the plate on his car. Troopers are shutting down the ramps." Mouse explains as Becklean rushes in with Kevin.

" Ah, we got to move. Just got a hit on that plate. Patrol's already down there. We got to go."

//

They get the marina only to be in a standoff with Hollister.

"Hollister! Hollister, stop! Stop right there! Take it easy. Everybody fall back. I said fall back!" Voight orders everyone does as their told

" He's cleared the park out. He's looking to die today." Erin explains.

" Let me talk to him." Becklean asks.

" SORT and the negotiator are two minutes out. It's safer that way."

" No, no, no. I can talk sense into him. I'll bring that boy back." Becklean replies she looks to Voight who nods. " Go ahead."

"I'm Detective West. Why don't you drop that weapon, Mr. Hollister, and let's talk?"

" You ain't the man I need to talk to." Holister yells.

" I know." You want to talk to Damien Boyd, but I can't allow that."

" You know what he did."

" I know what you think he did, but you're making a mistake. He wasn't there. You got an innocent man's child in your hands." She steps closer cautiously.

" No, no, either he's lying, or you are."

" It's the truth! Now, look, I got two dozen officers here that would love to take you out. Let's not give them a reason." Hollister looks at the police officers behind her all their guns raised.

" They let him die! Left him under a house like he wasn't a person. He bled out all night... a little kid! They took away the only beautiful thing I ever had in my life."

" I know. Nothing you do is gonna bring your boy back. But you can end this story today, or you can use that gun in your hand and drag another family into tragedy. It's up to you. Come on. Conner, he's gonna let you go. Can you run to me?" The little boy nods.

" I can't let him win!"

" There aren't any winners here. It's over. He doesn't deserve this. Toss the piece. Come on, Kurt, let him go." Conner runs to Becklean and she comforts him

" It's okay." She hugs him crouching down, she turns her back to Hollister and he goes to fire a shot at her.

"Becklean!" a gunshot goes off only it wasn't from Hollister's gun.

"Bexs, you okay?"

" Yeah." she nods, holding onto to the child.

" Is he okay?"

" Yeah." she replies Jay had her back once again, he had protected her like he always said he would.

"Lincoln 15-21. Shots fired by the police. Offender down. Tender-age child in custody. Notify the Coroner..." She blocks everything out going to walk away. This life she had chosen took everything out of her. She wanted to desperately crawl into a hole somewhere. But instead she just crawls under her blankets and hides away from the world a bit.

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