Christmas Always Finds Me

Singing Carols

Info: Tony Stark wasn’t one for singing while sober, but he finds it hard to say no when his daughter asks him to join her choir.

Relationship: Tony Stark x daughter reader

Tony Stark wasn’t a man with a voice for singing. He avoided music like the plaque while sober, much to the dismay of his daughter. 12 year old y/n stark was a natural when it came to singing, even Tony could see that. From a young age she would bounce around the house, singing at the top of her lungs, even when her father would tell her to shut it. Tony would be the first to admit he wasn’t always the best father, but he grew into the role slowly, even when it included him going to shows his daughter put on with the school.

Christmas was the time Tony dreaded most. He knew it was only a matter of time before y/n would show him the leaflet, portraying the schools latest musical of the year. It wasn’t that he wasn’t proud of his daughter, he was, musicals just weren’t his thing. He loved the extravagant costumes, but the lengthy show with few talented people in it had him bored very quickly. If he had his way he would leave after seeing his daughter perform, but like any Stark she took it to the top, making her one of the leads each year.

“Dad, look.” Y/n called out, running through the front door with Happy close behind. “There’s my little star, what’s this?” Tony asked, accepting the hug the girl gave her before taking the piece of paper in her outstretched hand. “A note from the school, we’re not doing a show this year.” Y/n spoke, slightly disheartened at the news. “Why not?” Tony asked, secretly happy with the news. “There’s not enough interest this year, so instead we are going Carol singing.” Y/n explained, shrugging her shoulders before jumping in excitement. “Carol singing, that’ll be fun.” Pepper smiled at the girl as she walked into the living room. “And the best part is, they’re asking the parents to join us.” Y/n beamed, causing Tony to do a double take. “Sorry?” Tony asked, hoping he heard her wrong. “Please say you’ll come dad, everyone else has someone coming.” Y/n stated, taking Tony’s hand in hers. “Y/n you know I don’t do singing. That’s your area of expertise.” Tony groaned, leaning back in his chair more. “It’s carols, you don’t have to be perfect.” Y/n stated with a hand on her hip. “Sorry y/n.” Tony sighed, crossing her arms stubbornly. “Come on Tony, go with your daughter, it’ll be fun.” Pepper tried to help Starks daughter, knowing Tony would be hard to budge. “I don’t sing.”  Tony stated, throwing his arms out. “Please daddy, it would make my day.” Y/n spoke, intertwining her hands together while she gave him the puppy dog eyes. “Don’t do that, you’ll make me feel bad.” Tony stated, hating when his daughter threw it at him. “Bad enough that you’ll come with me?” Y/n asked, chancing her luck. “Tony..” Pepper asked, encouraging him to help his daughter. “When is it?” Tony sighed, throwing his head back. “Next week.” Y/n squealed, moving to jump on her father. “Thank you dad.” “Your welcome.” Tony sighed, still not thrilled with the idea of him singing.

“God I hope we have a mission that week.” Tony mumbled, pinching his nose as y/n moved up the stairs to her room. “Tony.” Pepper scolded, hitting his chest lightly.

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The week flew by quicker than Tony would of liked. Y/n had been buzzing all week for the night the school went carolling, and had told all the avengers about it, much to the dismay of Tony. Natasha had even put down the compound as a pit stop for the class to sing at. Now, Tony stood by the front door waiting on his daughter ,donning a sour look that was a big contract to his festive jumper y/n made him put on.

Y/n was quick to drag him over to her class when they got outside the car at the school. Parents greeted Tony with smiles on their face while they chatted amongst themselves, and it wasn’t long until the teacher walked around, handing out music booklets. Flipping through the pages, Tony frowned as he seen all the traditional songs, before looking up as y/n grabbed his hand. The father daughter duo stuck together, as did the other families while they walked the pavement to do to door.

Keeping near the back, Tony tried not to sing, but receiving a glare from the teacher who stood in front to keep them all together, he cleared his throat and begun to sing. Each song seemed to drag on longer than intended, and he couldn’t help but look confused when the teacher signalled for them to quiet down in the middle of ‘jingle bells’. Hearing a familiar voice, he couldn’t help but move to the side of the crowds, trying to catch who it was. His eyes widened when he seen each kid singing a line on their own, watching y/n as he sung hers. She turned slightly to face her father, and reached out for his hand.

Seeing his daughters delight, Tony cleared his throat and moved to stand by y/n. Not hearing her father singing, y/n opted to squeeze his hand tightly, and Tony looked down to glare at her before seeing her puppy eyes once again. Sighing, he opened his mouth to sing once again, and seeing his daughters face light up, he looked around at each parent, starting to sing louder. Moving away from his daughter, Tony stood with the rest of the adults, where they begun to sway to the beat. The children laughed in awe as they moved away to watch the display each adult showed, but the one Tony cared about was y/n.

Y/n ‘s face was hurting from all the smiling she did. Seeing her father enjoying himself  made her enjoy the carolling a little more. It wasn’t often she would see her father enjoying himself when it came to singing, in fact she knew he tried to avoid it all costs. But seeing him getting into it as they went through the houses, even dancing along when they were performing for the compound. At the end of the night the father daughter duo were beyond tired, and y/n lay her head on Tony’s shoulder as they sat at the back of the car.

“That wasn’t so bad.” Tony commented, looking down at his daughter. “Maybe we could do it more often.” Y/n suggested, and Tony laughed. “I didn’t say that now.” Tony disagreed with a shake of his head. “I seen the way you were today dad, you enjoyed it admit it.” “I did, but I think I’ll leave the singing to you.” Tony admitted, shaking his head yes.  “I got today, that’s all I care about.” y/n smiled, snuggling into her father more. “I’m glad your happy.” Tony smiled, wrapping an arm around her to kiss her head. “I’ll get you next year though.” Y/n commented as she closed her eyes, leaving Tony to look ahead like a deer caught in head lights.

Fear turns into confession masterlist

Info: Jay's friend from the army returns, and feelings arise when she becomes involved in the case.

Relationship: Jay Halstead x reader

Requested by @maybankangel

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Believe me (pt 2/3)

warnings: Brief mention of rape, kidnapping

Kelly sat in his office, going over some paperwork as he waited to hear the door to Casey’s office open up. It had been awhile since y/n had arrived to firehouse and seeing her distraught figure, Kelly worried about the girl. He knew that Casey wouldn’t deal with y/n calmly, but he also couldn’t overstep Casey when it came to parenting y/n. Sure he was partly a guardian for y/n, but Casey was her brother, she lived with her and he practically raised her. He moved to his office door when he heard Casey’s open, and frowned when he heard Casey snapping at y/n before y/n appeared out the door, her head hung low as she walked away. He glanced at Casey who shook his head before walking back into the office.

“What the hell happened? Why were you shouting at her?” Kelly asked Casey as he walked into Caseys office. “Making up a story about where she was. I don’t tolerate that.” Casey spoke out. “Well what she say?” “That she was kidnapped. Which is impossible cause she wouldn’t be here if she was.” Casey stated, causing Kelly’s mouth to fall open. “Casey I get we had a bad case, but don’t take it out on y/n. Why would she lie about something as serious as that. Get yourself together.” Kelly snapped before leaving to go find y/n.

Y/n sat outside the firehouse, her knees pulled up to her face as she wrapped her arms around them, crying into them. She tried to make herself small as she shivered in the cold, hoping to be invisible to passerby’s. Her luck ran out as she heard footsteps approach her, and she flinched as she seen them stop in front of her, before a blanket was felt being wrapped around her.

“Thanks.” She muttered, looking up to see Kelly in front of her with a smile. “Well, can’t have my mini mi getting sick from the cold. It’s freezing out here.” Kelly remarked, zipping up his jacket before moving to sit beside y/n. “You want to tell me what’s going on?” He asked, bumping shoulders with y/n to get her to look up. “You wouldn’t believe me.” She mumbled, pulling the blanket closer to her body. “I’ll believe you any day.” Kelly stated, rubbing his hands together before placing them in his pockets. “Your cold.” Y/n remarked, changing subject. “The jacket will keep me warm.” Kelly stated, “Casey told me you were kidnapped? What happened?” He asked, trying to pry details off her. “I was walking to my friend’s house, we were meant to have a sleepover. Casey let me head over on my own.” Y/n explained before looking down to take a deep breath. “Y/n,” Kelly spoke, placing a hand on y/n’s knee before moving away when she flinched. “Sorry.” Y/n apologized, seeing the hurt on Kelly’s face. “It’s ok.” Kelly smiled in comfort. “I took the short cut, down an alley way. There’s never anyone there so I walked quickly to get out of it. This car drove by, I didn’t think anything of it until he stopped just in front of me. I hesitated to walk by when I see he wasn’t moving or getting out, before deciding to go quicker by him. But just as quickly as I passed him the door opened, and I was grabbed from behind.” Y/n stopped as tears built up, and Kelly frowned as he seen y/n so upset, “They put their hand over my mouth, refusing to let me move my head before throwing me into the car. I tried to fight him but he pushed me over to get in beside me before blindfolding me. He had a gun Kelly, I had to do what he told me to.” Y/n cried, bringing her hands up to her face as she sobbed. “Please y/n, tell me he didn’t.” Kelly begged, watching the young girl sob beside him. “He drove somewhere before bringing me to some stairs. I think it was some abandoned apartment because it smelt musty. He brought me to a bed and tied me to the ends.” Y/n moved to show Kelly her wrists, and Kelly moved to grab them lightly. “The next I knew he was on top of me, and all I could smell was his stale breath before it was over.” Y/n cried out, watching as Kelly traced the marks on her wrists. “Y/n, how did you?” Kelly asked, not wanting to finish the sentence. “I waited till I thought he was asleep. When he..” Y/n stopped short, not wanting to say it, and Kelly nodded, knowing what she meant, “the ties must of became loose. I slid my wrists out of them and waited, before I took a chance.” “Y/n.” Kelly sighed, not sure what to say. “See nobody believes me.” Y/n cried, moving away from kelly as she wrapped her arms around herself. “Hey, hey y/n, it’s okay. I believe you.” Kelly spoke, moving to put a hand on y/n’s shoulder. “Your just saying that.” Y/n breathed. “No y/n, I do. I just don’t know what to say to help you.” Kelly explained, rubbing her shoulder gently. “Just being here helps.” Y/n sniffed, rubbing her nose in the blanket around her. “Come on out of the cold, I’ll get you a hot chocolate and we can call Jay to come so you can give a statement.” Kelly spoke, standing up and offering a hand to y/n. “Nobodies gonna believe me.” Y/n mumbled, allowing Kelly to pull her up. “I believe you, and I know Jay will take it seriously.” Kelly comforted her, wrapping an arm around her.

Y/n sighed and eased herself into Kelly’s side. Kelly rubbed a hand up and down y/n’s arm as they walked back into the warm building, guiding her into the canteen before heading to his office with the hot chocolate, and y/n lay on Kelly’s bed as he called Jay, sipping her hot chocolate as she stared into space.

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It didn’t take long for Jay to show up to the firehouse with Antonio. The firefighters I the canteen looked at the two detectives in confusion as they made their way through the canteen and towards Kelly’s office. Dawson called out to her brother as she seen him go by, but he ignored her as Kelly opened the door, shaking Jays hand in thanks.

“I thought it would just be you.” Kelly spoke as he closed the door to his office. “It’s procedure to have two of us when taking a statement. Where’s Casey?” Jay asked, glancing at y/n who was curled up with her hands wrapped around the mug of hot chocolate. “In his office.” Kelly stated. “Can you get him? We can’t question her without him present.” Antonio explained. “no, please don’t.” Y/n begged, causing the three men to look at her. “I’m a legal guardian for her, can I sit in?” Kelly asked the two, and Antonio looked at jay who shrugged. “All you have to do is sit there. If you think the questioning gets too much for her, you tell us to stop.” Jay explained, looking at Kelly with a warning look.

Kelly nodded and looked at y/n before moving to sit beside her. He tapped her knees to tell her to sit up and took the mug from her hand to place it on the desk. Jay took the seat and moved it in front of y/n while Antonio leaned against the desk, allowing Jay to lead the questions. Kelly bit his lip to stop talking as he listened to y/n go in dept with the case.

“Do you know what he looked like?” Jay asked, looking at y/n as she wiggled in discomfort. “I didn’t get to see him.” Y/n looked down. “Your telling us for the duration of your escape, you didn’t see him at all.” Antonio remarked. “Well I wanted to get out, I didn’t think to look back, I just had to get away before he woke up.” Y/n explained, straightening her back. “And he didn’t follow you when you got out?” Antonio implied, and Kelly glared at him. “I heard a car but I just ran to hide so he didn’t see me.” Y/n explained, panicking slightly. “Antonio.” Kelly stated, and Jay held his hand up. “All part of the questioning Kelly.” Jay spoke, smiling at y/n with sympathy. “Do you know where he took you?” Antonio sighed, crossing his arms. “Some musty apartment. It had steps, multiple stairs.” Y/n explained and Jay sighed. “Y/n, you do realize that there is very little information to go on.” Jay explained, and y/n sighed. “You don’t believe me.” Y/n sighed, looking down as Kelly sighed in frustration. “In order to make a plausible case we need more information y/n, I’m sorry but we can’t help you if we’ve nothing to go on.” Jay explained, closing his notebook as he watched y/n. “So she just lives knowing her attacker is out there.” Kelly stated, not liking the answer. “There’s nothing we can do. She doesn’t have a description of anything vital.” Antonio explained as Jay stood up, moving for the door. “I remember the turns. I wasn’t set belted so I was thrown in all directions. It was a dark blue car with a broken brake light.” Y/n shouted quickly, causing Jay to stop in his place. “Do you know the redge?” Antonio asked. “No.” Y/n bit her lip. “If you know the direction I can bring you around the block.” Jay suggested. “Jay you know we…” “Take this as my break.” Jay said to Antonio before indicating for y/n to follow him. “Can you come with?” Y/n asked Kelly before the alarm went off. “I’ll be here when you get back.” Kelly said, kissing y/n’s head before rushing off. “Jay.” Antonio warned. “What’s the worse that can happen?” Jay asked, holding the door for y/n.

Y/n moved out to the front of the house and caught eyes with Casey who watched her walking out with Jay. He frowned as she got into Jays car, wondering what was going on.

"Don't listen if someone says you aren't good enough" Peter Parker x sister

Details:  Peter and his sister y/n live in the Avengers tower with Tony Stark as their guardian. At home, she seems fine but in school, she's far from fine. With the bullying being constant she ends up making herself ill/ How will the avengers react when they find out?

Ding!!! The bell went off, signalling the end of school. Y/n gathered her bits and pieces before heading towards her locker. Once sorted she closed her locker and turned to see a group of girls. Not just any girls, r/g/n's (Random Girls Name) group.

"Oh look, it's the orphan." R/g/n teased causing the other three girls to laugh. "Leave me alone r/g/n" Y/n sighed, trying to get by. "Oh we haven't even started yet." R/g/n stated, pushing her back into the lockers/

Y/n looked over the group of girls heads to see her brother and his best friend Ned walk out of the school. She sighed as Happy drove off.

"I bet her parents killed themselves to get away from her. I mean, who could live with that face living with them." Another girl in the group stated. "I know I can barely stand seeing it in school." R/g/n agreed as the others laughed. R/g/n grabbed y/n's chin, forcing her to look her in the eye.

"Your just a nobody y/n. Just face it. Your ugly, fat and somebody no one cares about. You could die today and no one would care. Peter just acts like he cares about you but he doesn't give a damn. As soon as he's able to leave you, he will. Your a loner and no one will ever want you. Your a pain to everyone. The fact that I'm talking to you right now is a miracle. Do us all a favor and leave. Never return here again." R/g/n hissed at y/n before throwing her away from the group. "Stay away from here slut." One yelled. "We don't want to see you until you lose some pounds." Another followed as y/n left. "More like lose the ugliness." R/g/n stated to her group once y/n was out of sight causing the girls to laugh.

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"What about y/n?" Peter asked as Happy drove off. "She was late so I headed off." Happy replied. "But hows she supposed to get home?" "She has feet doesn't she?" "Well yeah but........" "Listen kid, Tony wants you home as soon as possible. Y/n will be fine on her own." Peter sighed and slouched in his seat. "What does Tony want that we couldn't wait for y/n?" "I don't know Peter. Why don't you ask him when we get there?" Happy exclaimed, getting annoyed. "Still think we should of waited." Peter said after a moments silence. "Peter." Happy exclaimed causing Peter to keep quiet.

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Y/n entered the Avenger tower lobby. She quickly got in the elevator and pressed the top floor.

"Miss Y/n, welcome back." Jarvis voiced as Y/n stood in the elevator. "Thank you Jarvis." "Shall I inform the others of your arrival?" "No!! I mean, no Jarvis, thank you. I'm a little tired so I think I might lay down." "You do seem pale miss Y/n, shall I inform Doctor Banner to check on you?" "No Jarvis, there will be no need. I should be fine after a good rest." "Alright. I'll wake you when dinner is ready." "Don't bother. I'll get it when I wake." Y/n lied. "Very well. Rest well miss y/n." "Thank you Jarvis." Y/n sighed as she pulled her curtains closed.

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"Jarvis, inform everyone that dinner is ready." Pepper asked. "Informing tower residents of dinner." Jarvis recited.

One by one the avengers slowly piled into the kitchen. They each grabbed a plate before heading into the kitchen. Tony messed with Peters head as he passed him before eating in silence.

"Where's y/n?" Peter asked after a few minutes silence. "I don't know, she should be down here by now." Pepper stated. "Jarvis,where's y/n." Tony asked. "Miss y/n is sleeping sir. She asked me not to disturb her if dinner was ready before she woke." Jarvis said. "Why on earth is she sleeping at 5 during the day?" Natasha asked. "Only one way to find out." Tony stated as he got up and left the room.

Tony left the avengers and made his way to the elevator. Once he got to y/n's room he knocked and waited for an answer. Upon getting no answer he opened the door to see y/n laying in bed. Moving closer he noticed sweat all over her body. He carefully placed his hand on y/ns forehead before pulling it back. He moved the covers and gasped at what he seen.

"Jarvis get doctor banner, now." Tony ordered with worry laced in his voice. "Right away sir." Tell him to hurry."

"Tony, what's wrong?" "Look at y/n." Tony said as he moved towards Bruce. "Oh no." "What?" "Get her to my lab. Jarvis tell Peter to meet us there. I'll go get things sorted." Bruce ordered as he rushed off.

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Y/n slowly began to move. Peter sat up as she slowly opened her eyes. Blinking, she turned to face her brother.

"She's awake." Peter called, turning to face his sister. "WHat happened?" "Your body began to shut down due to lack of food and nutrients." Bruce explained, checking over her. "Wanna explain why you were starving yourself to near death." Tony asked, crossing his arms at the bottom of the bed. "Notings going on." Y/n blurted out. "I didn't ask what was going. But something must be for you to say that." Y/n sighed and looked down. "The girls, they wouldn't leave me alone. Fat, ugly, slut, a nobody, orphan, all they did was go on my looks or how I live. I had enough of it, I wanted to be like them. Pretty, but I wasnt. I thought starving myself would work." "Is that why you cut yourself?" Peter asked sadly. Y/n looked at Peter. "I'm sorry Peter. I know you said I could go to over anything but I felt alone." Y/n said as she broke down. "It's okay, we an help you. You'll get better, I promise." Peter said as he placed his hand on y/ns shoulder.

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4 months later, y/n was in the kitchen eating breakfast. With the help of the avengers she became better. She slowly gained weight and soon felt confident in her own body. Tony and Steve had went into the school to talk to the principal and the girls who bullied y/n into starving and cutting herself were suspended till further notice. Overall y/n was much happier the she was to start with. And it was the avengers who, liked true heros, helped her.

hi i love your work! could i please get an imagine where sky hurts the reader (emotional not physical) and they go to riven for comfort but then lots of fluff at the end with sky up to u how it all goes

For two years y/n and Sky had been dating, a year before starting at Alfea. The two were the type of couple that people wished to have, the type that people swore would be endgame. A specialist and an ice fairy that would always have each others back, both as fighters and as a couple. Their bond was so strong that people swore that if sole mates did exist, they would be an example of that. And that was proven even more so when Sky spent all summer with y/n as she dealt with the loss of her older brother. So when the two appear to have some conflict, people were shocked to say the least.

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Y/n sat at one of the benches, waiting for Sky to finish training for the day, the two had planned to walk the gardens before heading to y/n's dorm for a movie since she had a solo room due to her roommate leaving because of family. She smiled and greeted the specialists who passed her as they nodded at her in greeting. She turned her head to where Sky was fighting Silva and laughed gently as Silva managed to get Sky's sword from him. She was so caught up in watching her boyfriend and his mentor fighting that she didn't realize Riven sneaking up behind her.

"Stop staring at lover-boy." He called into her ear. Y/n gasped in surprise as she jumped, whipping her head towards the voice as she shot her hand up, ice shooting towards the specialist who managed to dodge the ice ball that went his way. "Oh my God Riven I am so sorry." Y/n apologized, cradling her hand as she looked down in shame. "Hey, it's okay. I shouldn't of scared you with the way your magic is at the minute." Riven spoke apologetically, pulling y/n into a hug in comfort.

Sky turned to look for y/n with a smile before it dropped when he seen his friend and roommate being close with her. His bottom lip twitched slightly as he watched Riven place his hand on y/ns back as she laughed at something he said. A feeling of jealousness rolled over him as he watched the two interact, unknowns' to them.

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Y/n waved by to Riven as he headed to the woods for a cigarette before turning to watch Sky once again. She smiled when she seen him finished and walking towards her. She frowned when he ignored her hey, instead grabbing his water bottle and heading back to the school building. Confused, y/n struggled to keep up with him, trying to block out to looks of other students as they seen the fairy chasing after her boyfriend. Sky finally stopped when they reached y/ns dorm and Y/n sighed as she closed the door, watching as Sky looked out the window.

"Sky, what's wrong?" Y/n asked softly, attempting to tough Sky's shoulder in comfort only for him to shrug it off. "You and Riven seem close." Sky replied, not looking at his girlfriend as he spoke to her. "What?" Y/n asked in confusion. "You and Riven, I seen you hugging each other and laughing." He stated. "That's what his is about? He tried to scare me and I accidentally threw ice at him." Y/n stated, confused on why he was acting like this. "Of course you couldn't control your magic." Sky stated with a role of his eyes. "What's that supposed to mean?" Y/n asked, crossing her arms and raising her eyebrows. "I just mean that suddenly you can't control your magic. Your weak y/n, how can you even be a fairy if you can't control them. Your a hazard y/n, a weak fairy who doesn't deserve to be here." Sky stated harshly causing y/n to gasp loudly. Tears built up in y/n's eyes as she tried to blink them away. "How could you say that to me? You know how hard it's been to keep my emotions in tract since the death of y/b/n (your brothers name)." Y/n stated, her voice breaking as Sky's face softened, realizing what he said. "Y/n, I " He tried to reach for her but she just shook her head and pulled the door open, running out towards the woods. "Fuck." Sky cursed, throwing his water bottle onto y/n's bed as he ran his hands over his face, angry tears building up as he sat in regret.

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Y/n struggled to see as she stumbled through the woods, leaning against a tree when she finally stops. Sobs travelled through her lips as she dropped on her knees, holding her hands to her chest as she leaned over, struggling to breath. She slammed her hands on the ground, allowing an outburst of ice to appear before it dissapeared as she leaned her back against the tree. Her breath caught in her throat as she heard the sound of someone waling towards her.

"Y/n?" Rivens voice travelled to her ears as she sobbed louder, bringing a hand to her face as she brought her knees to her chest. "Hey, what's wrong?" He asked, uncomfortable of the situation at hand. "Sky, he used my powers against me because he thought me and you were.." She couldn't finish her sentence as she kept choking on her words. "Hey, hey, calm down, it's okay." Riven encouraged her as he crouched in front of her, placing a hand on her shoulder, rubbing it gently.

Riven stayed crouching in front of y/n as she calmed down, his anger for Sky rising along with disappointment on what his friend had done to his girlfriend. He was also confused on why it happened, knowing how much love Sky had for y/n. He watched as y/n caught her breath, before turning at the sound of twigs snapping in the distance.

"Hey y/n, why don't you go back to your dorm. I'll check on you later." He stated, seeing Sky in the distance. Y/n nodded and allowed Riven to help her up. "Thanks' Riven, I know you get uncomfortable around emotions so I appreciate you being here for me." Y/n smiled at him with red eyes. "Don't tell anyone, I need to keep up the toughness." He joked before watching the fairy leave before following after his room mate with anger coursing through his veins.

"What the hell do you think your playing at." Riven called out to his roommate, pushing him back when he turned to face him. "Riven, the hell." Sky stated, pushing back. "YOu insulted y/n about her powers, you know how insecure she's been about them since the loss of her brother." "I know, I messed up." Sky agreed, looking down in shame. "You did more than that, I found her crying in the woods. She loves you Sky and you her, so Idon't know why you..." "Where is she?" Sky asked, interrupting Riven. "In her down, but I sure as hell don't think she want's to see you right now." Riven stated but Sky ignored him, pushing past him as he made his way to Y/n's dorm.

Sky rushed towards y/n's room, not bothering to knock as he opened the door, just wanting to get to her. He sighed in relief when he seen her asleep. Walking towards her, he moved some hair behind her ear, frowning when he seen the tear tracks running down her cheeks.

Slowly, he lies down behind his girlfriend and wraps his arms around her from behind. She groaned and slowly opened her eyes, looking back in confusion before seeing Sky, attempting to move away but failing as his hold on her tightened. Tears began to fall down her cheeks once again as she choked back a sob causing Sky to shush her, bringing a hand up to wipe away the tears with his thumb. Carefully he moved her so she was facing him, pulling her closer to his chest as he rubbed her back in an attempt to calm her down.

"Why did you say it? It's not like you" She asked after somewhat calming down. "I know, but I regret it." He replied, caressing her cheek gently as he brought the baby hairs away from her face. "It really hurt me hearing you say that." She whimpered, causing his grip to tighten on her. "I know, and I can't forgive myself for even thinking that of you." He stated, looking over her head in shame, "But I promise ou that I will never say that to you again." He finished, looking down at her.

Y/n watched him for a few minutes, her eyes scanning over his face before smiling a watery smile, kissing his chin before cuddling up to him. Sky smiled and kissed her head before allowing silence to surround them, two two slowly falling asleep.

Make it to Christmas 1/3

Info: Christmas for the Shelby clan were never special, but this year seems t be the worst as y/n, the youngest, has been diagnosed with the illness that takes many away.

Set in season 1

Masterlist

All was quiet in the Shelby household, all were asleep bar Tommy who sat in his office working on some papers that were due. His thoughts were stalled as he hears movement around the halls upstairs and a door slamming against a wall before sounds of chocking, causing him to sigh and move to stand up, knowing who it was.

Y/n Shelby had been sick for the last five days, and it seemed to be getting progressively worse. For an eleven year old her energy had severely deteriorated and anything she ate always came back up, that was if she ate anything at all. She spent majority of her time in bed, sleeping most of the day.

Tommy sighs as he makes his way up the stairs to check on his sister. Arriving at the bathroom door he seen Polly sitting on her knees beside the young girl, holding her hair back and rubbing her back in comfort, muttering kind words as her youngest niece struggled to keep anything down. Hearing noise, Polly looked up to see Tommy standing in the doorway, who glanced at his oungest sibling before looking at Polly.

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“It’s been five days Pol, something ain’t right.” Tommy stated, not liking his sister being sick.

“I know that Thomas, hardly think this is normal.” Polly snapped at her nephew, worry get best of her.

“Pol.” Tommy warned, moving his head to y/n, saying not to stress her out.

“Tommy.” Y/n whined after she finished heaving, hearing her older brother and wanting his comfort.

“Hey there little angel, still not feeling great aye?” He asked, causing Polly to glare at him.

“I’m tired, and sore and icky. I don’t like it, I want it to end, I want to get better.” She whined as she coughed, bringing her hands up as an indication for Tommy to lift her.

“I can imagine that it isn’t pleasant, but you will get better. Why don’t you and aunt Pol go to the doctors today, he can give you something to make you feel better, how’s that for ya?” Tommy asked, picking up his sister despite Polly’s protests and grabbing a rag from the bathroom sink, wetting it and wiping her face gently with it.

“What’s the doctor going to do for her, she has the stomach bug that’s all. Nothing rest can’t fix.” Polly stated, not liking the idea of going to the doctor only to be told the girl needs rest.

“If it was a stomach bug I’m pretty sure it would’ve gone by now. Just bring her Polly, all they can say is that there isn’t anything wrong.” Tommy stated, allowing y/n to place her head on his shoulder, her eyes closing with tiredness once again.

“I swear Tommy she has you wrapped around her finger.” Polly stated wit ha shake of her head.

“Her health is important Polly, I thought you prioritized that.” Tommy stated before moving out of the bathroom and heading to put his sister down for bed once again, kissing her head before leaving.

"Lord, watch over y/n and I pray that she get's over this bug amen." Polly prayed before heading back to bed.

Next morning, y/n and Polly sat around the kitchen table, waiting for Tommy to return with the doctor. Y/n sat sluggish in her chair, appearing to be struggling to keep herself up right as she lay her head on her arms which were crossed on the table. In her hand was her Christmas teddy that she always had on her from the moment it hit December 1st, being the teddy that John had given her shortly after returning from the war.

Y/n loved Christmas, always had from the moment she understand what Christmas was about. She loved to decorate the house in the little amount of decorations the Shelby family had. The Shelby's were never really into doing Christmas, seeing it as another day, and if it wasn't for y/n they probably wouldn't even celebrate Christmas.

Polly looked away from her niece as the door was heard opening, and stands up when she sees Tommy walk in with the doctor behind him. Seeing her looking at him, Tommy nods at her before moving towards his sister, crouching beside her and placing a hand on her back to try wake her up a bit, only for her to whine, feeling discomfort from touch and moving away from her brother. Tommy frowning and looked at Polly, both knowing it was strange for the youngest Shelby to deny affection.

The doctor moves towards y/n who looks up in confusion, eyes beady due to tiredness. Seeing an unfamiliar face, she frowns and looks at Polly before moving hands, wanting to be picked up. Polly clicked her tongue in frustration, shaking her head in disapproval at her niece, causing y/n to whine again, not liking her aunt’s reluctance to pick her up

“Y/n the doctors here.” Polly stated, glancing at the doctor as he watched how the youngest Shelby reacted against her brothers contact.

“I’ll leave you too it.” Tommy stated ,clearing his throat and moving to his office, closing door tightly.

Y/n sighs before groaning in discomfort as she wiggled in her seat. The doctor took this as a sign that the young girl was ready and made his way over to her. Seeing y/n's eyes flutter with tiredness the man sighed kindly and began working quickly to prevent further discomfort for the girl. He checked her temperature, back of the throat, her walking abilities and a urine sample. At the end y/n was nearly falling asleep, causing the doctor to become concerned.

“Y/n, the doctor is here to look over you, will you be good for him and let him do his work.” Polly instructed to young girl, knowing this could go one of two ways.

“I want Tommy.” Y/n stated tiredly, her voice ruff after the severe coughing episode she had earlier.

“I’m sure Tommy will come back when it’s over, now come on, be a big girl now.” Polly stated with a bit of roughness, wanting this to be over with.

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“Does she always appear tired.” He asked Polly, who stood in the corner of the kitchen out of the way.

“Most days, especially after any vomiting episodes.” Polly stated, sounding as if she knew what it was her niece had.

“And her temperature, she appears to have a fever, how long has that been going on.”

“Around five days, she always gains a fever when she’s sick.”

“And you say she’s been vomiting for nearly a week?”

“Like I said doctor it’s just the stomach bug, all children get it. They lose their appetite, have aches and pains, get sick, rise a fever, and then it runs its course. Tommy’s worrying for nothing.”

“Actually Mister Shelby has every right to be worried. Because young y/n here doesn’t have the stomach bug. A stomach bug wouldn’t last as long as it has, at least not as severe. With her fever, redness of the throat likely caused by her abrupt coughing episodes and vomiting as well as the aches and pains you say she’s been complaining about, young y/n is suffering from more than just the stomach bug, or any common illness for that matter.” The doctor stated, pointing out all the symptoms.

“Well, what is it then?”

"I'm afraid young y/n Shelby here, has the Spanish flu." The doctor stated causing Polly to look at him in horror.

Each of the Shelby siblings didn't know what to say, their baby sister had caught the illness that majority of people died from if caught. Arthur stared ahead, not knowing what to think, John looked down, regretting the joke he made and feeling fear for his baby sister, Ada tried to hold back tears while Finn allowed the tears to fall, not wanting his twin to go. Tommy stood frozen, refusing to look at anyone as he tried to process the news his aunt just said. Y/n was the Shelby's little angel, from the moment she was born she was their light, the thing that helped the brothers when they returned from war. Without her it would become darkness.

“Polly, what’s going on, why did you call a family meeting?” Ada asked, watching her aunt in confusion as the woman paced around the floor, worry clear on her face.

After the doctor had diagnosed the youngest Shelby- he had warned Polly of the likelihood of her getting worse instead of better- though poor Polly knew this as not many people were known to survive around the town if they caught the lethal disease, with the majority of them dying weeks after their diagnoses- with how y/n’s little body was reacting to the disease it was likely to take it’s toll on the youngest Shelby’s body quickly, meaning she likely wouldn’t make it to the end of the year- hence why she was sent to bed before her siblings were called to hear the news.

“Right Pol, what is it? What’s so important that you had to call us all here aye?” Tommy asked, barging through the front door and stalking towards the kitchen table.

“I need everyone to keep a clear head and remain quiet as I tell you this alright. Y/n’s in bed and needs her rest.” Polly stated, not wanting to wake y/n up.

“Bloody hell Pol your talking as if someone’s dead.” John stated, shaking his head slightly at the dramatics of the situation.

“Pol, what is it? What did the doctor say?” Tommy asked, seeing the seriousness in Polly’s face.

“Y/n’s sick, really sick.” Polly started, looking at each Shelby sibling before continuing, “And I don’t want any of you to start worrying alright, because it won’t make it any easier.”

“Pol, what’s wrong with our y/n?” Arthur asked, not liking the way Polly was talking.

“Y/n has the Spanish flu. The doctor said with her symptoms it’s likely she’s been infected for a while.” Polly stated, waiting to hear the reaction.

“But she seemed fine last week.” Finn stated, looking at his aunt in confusion.

“The doctor said it will get worse, and there is a chance.” Polly stopped, wanting to get control of her emotions before continuing, “There is a chance that she may not survive this. Her bodies not able to keep up with it.” Polly looked down as silence fell around them.

Polly sighs, knowing the Shelby stubbornness was strong when it came to little y/n. She also knew that this would break the family, regardless of the outcome. And all Polly could do was pray, and hope, that y/n would at least make it to Christmas, her favorite time of year.

“Is she asleep?” Tommy asked, moving towards the stairs.

“Yes, and I don’t want anyone going into her. Don’t need anyone else catching it.” Polly stated forcibly, moving towards Tommy as he scoffed.

“You expect us to not be there for our sister when she’s ill, you clearly don’t know us Polly.” Tommy stated harshly.

“we’re not leaving her Pol, she needs us. And if she doesn’t make it we need her too.” Finn stated, sniffling from the tears.

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The funeral for y/n was short and sweet. They decided to do a traditional gypsy funeral, knowing how much y/n loved their past life. Only the family joined, with their heads bowed throughout the ceremony, no one spoke, too afraid of what would come out if they tried. The town knew of the Shelby’s loss, and felt sorry for them. Despite the chaus they caused, no family deserved to lose a young one.

The house was silent during the festive period. Y/n’s presents had been left under the tree, Pol not letting anyone touch them, even though no one tried. They were a small part of her, even if she wasn’t present. The young girls room hadn’t been touched since that night, the only thing moved was the bedding which y/n had stained that night, and Ada had cleaned up the droplets that had made their way down the floor. Finn had tried sleeping in there one night, but in a fit of rage Tommy had shouted at him, telling him he wasn’t to go into that room again. Arthur and John wouldn’t go to the family home, not wanting to step into a home that wouldn’t have the laughter they used to love.

Christmas eve dawned on them quicker than they would of liked, and Tommy couldn’t help but grit his teeth as he sat in the living room, remembering the years when y/n would be jumping around, excited to see what would be brought to her this year. She always asked for a doll of some sort, and a wooden gun to be like her brothers, and each year she got one, each time they grew in size. The fire blazed with the two children’s stockings still hanging above them. Even Finn couldn’t get into the Christmas spirit, with everything around the time reminding him of y/n. The two youngsters would usually be outside around now, running around with the other kids before they were called in to get ready for midnight mass. It was the one mass y/n enjoyed going to, loving to see the baby lying in his manger, surrounded by the animals, men and his mother.

That night was quiet, and each room was filled with tears. Tommy lay awake on his bed, smoking a cigarette as his thoughts spiralled. He refused to allow the tears in his eyes to fall, rolling the cigarette between his lips every now and then. Y/n’s last few moments rolled through his head, and he frowned, remembering what she had said. ‘Under the bed’. With confusion surrounding him, Tommy decided to go into his little sisters room.

It was eery as he stood in front of the door, knowing that even when he walked in he wouldn’t see y/n, curled up in a ball on the bed. Trying to prolong the unavoidable rush of emotions, Tommy slowly turned the handle before creeping the door open. The place still smelt like Ada’s perfume which the eleven year old  had sneakily took from Ada’s room, her older sister knew where it was but never acted on it. Looking around, the Shelby gangster could see pieces of paper thrown around, crayons and pencils scattered around the place. Not wanting to stay long, Tommy crouched down, looking under the girls bed to see an old biscuit tin underneath. Presuming that’s what the young girl was insinuating, Tommy grabbed it before heading out of the room, leaving the door open.

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Christmas morning was quiet in the Shelby home. Usually there would be a squeal in the early hours of the morning, before each person would be awoken by two children jumping on top of them, screaming it was Christmas. This year, Finn didn’t see the point in getting up, waking each person up. It didn’t feel right to do it on his own, so instead he waited until he heard the sound of footsteps before opening his door. Ada smiled sadly at the young boy who just stood in the doorway, before opening her arms, pulling him into a hug. Polly woke up to the sound of soft sobs, and couldn’t help the few tears that fell herself, feeling how bitter this day was going to be.

Few words were spoken as each family member sat at the kitchen, waiting for their toast to heat up. Usually Pol would make a fry up, but with her little helper not around, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. John and Arthur showed up shortly into the morning with their wives and Johns kids, but only a hello was spoken, until they made their way into the living room.

Finn hesitantly walked towards the tree seeing the small amount of presents that were around, one less pile was evident in the room. Ada’s breath caught in her throat as Finn handed out the presents, all evidently seeing one less name written on their presents. The adults tried to make Christmas somewhat normal for the kids sakes, but even they knew something was wrong. The rooms attention was drawn to Tommy as he cleared his throat.

“I know this Christmas is a tough one, just last week we said goodbye to our angel, but I know that she would want us to try celebrate it.” Tommy gruffly stated, standing up to the drinks cabinet. “Tommy, what are you doing?” Ada asked, confused on why each adult was given a glass of Sherry, the children moving out of the room. “To y/n.” Tommy spoke, holding up his glass. “Our darling sister.” Arthur spoke, holding his glass high. “Never forgotten.” Pol finished with a nod, before clinging the glasses together.   

After downing the small amount of Sherry, Tommy grimaced at the taste before moving to the tree. Eyes watched him as he leaned down from behind, taking up an old biscuit box before placing it on the table in front of him. Recognizing y/n’s writing, Polly looked up at her nephew, squinting her eyes at him.

“What is this Tommy?” Polly asked, tears filling her eyes. “Before y/n died she told us under the bed. Now I didn’t think much of it until last night. And I found this.” Tommy tapped the box, “Ada, get Finn.” “What is it Tommy?” John asked, eyeing the box carefully.

Tommy waited until Ada came back in with Finn behind her. The youngest Shelby looked around before sitting on the ground by Arthurs feet, who tapped his head in comfort as the young boy stared at the box on the table. Breathing in deeply, Tommy opened the lid, before taking out some papers that were inside.

“Y/n always loved drawing, even when she got sick she used all her energy to dray. I never knew why until now. She made each of us a picture, with a little something on the back of  each.” Tommy explained, moving to hand out each of his siblings and Polly a sheet of paper. “Her last gift to us.” John stated, and he hung his head, not sure how to react. “Something to remember her by.” Tommy nodded, before taking a seat by the fire once again. “She was always such a thoughtful kid.” Ada spoke fondly. “Y/n you angel.” Polly smiled, looking down at the picture in her hand. “Some people make the world special, just by being in it.” Arthur read from the back. “Describes y/n to a T.” Arthurs wife spoke with a smile, placing a hand on her husbands back. “She was special.” Finn spoke tearfully, and Arthur rubbed his head gently. “Marry Christmas y/n.” Polly whispered, bringing the picture of an angel close to her. “Our angel in the sky.” Ada smiled sorrowfully, looking down at her own angel picture.

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Info: The youngest Reagan has always been protected from the crimes that her family faced, but sometimes being away from it is inevitable

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25 year old y/n Reagan was the youngest of Commissioner Frank Reagans kids. Being the youngest her family cared for her deeply. Her life was slightly different than those of her family, being a high school teacher was something she always wanted to do. The family line of cops and army life never appealed to her, so like her sister she steered clear of that workforce. She remembered her beloved deceased brother Joe letting her hold his unloaded gun, and she hated the feel of it. She didn't like the thought of having t put a bullet into someone, even when it was to protect someone else. Y/n thought PE and Biology as well as coached the girls baseball team (one she fought for when she first joined the school) every Wednesday afterschool.

She was closest with her gramps, they often played chess together and many a night Frank would come home from work and see his father and daughter sitting in the living room watching friends ( though if anyone asked Henry would strongly deny it). Her pops often joined her for the coaching sessions before heading back to his where he would cook dinner before she left back to hers.

She was the younger sister that Linda always wished for, and it wouldn't be a surprise to see y/n helping her sister in law around the house or cooking, and Linda always made sure to make time to help y/n get her class room ready for the school year.

Y/n was quiet compared to her older siblings, and because of that Danny had always been overprotective of her. He didn't like her being around cases the family worked on, and often kept her away from the conversations if she could, making dinner conversations of cases short when she was present. Many a time he would meet her for coffee during the week, or bring her some lunch when he had a case that reminded him of her. He made sure that y/n would always text when she was home if she was out late or if a criminal was on the lose.

Jamie had made it a habit to sit down and have drinks with her after a tough day. Despite being there to help her brother, y/n was never told of his day and what lead to him becoming so stressed, which frustrated her but she accepted it none the less.

Being the only two girls of a family of boys, Erin and y/n often spent Sundays doing something together before church and family dinner. Their schedule prevented them from spending much time together so when they could, they would leave for a week, Nikki joining them, and head somewhere they hadn't been before to explore.

Her family always looked after her, and father was no exception. Frank always made sure to check up on her, regardless on what went on that day. He knew the school shootings happening in America effected her, and wanted to make sure that she knew she was safe and nothing would happen to her. He even went so far to make sure that the Reagan family saying 'please don't hurt my family' was drilled in her head. She was well protected and always had someone watching her back.

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The Reagan family at at the dinner table at Henry and Franks for their weekly Sunday family dinner after church. Y/n sat beside her dad and Erin, picking at her food as she half listened to her family talking about the recent increase of school shootings around the town. Too focused in her own thoughts, she jumped when she was elbowed before glaring at Erin in annoyance.

"Oww, what?" Y/n snapped at her sister before whipping her head to face her dad as he raised a finger in warning.

"Gramps was asking what's wrong with you, your not eating much." Erin stated, tilting her head to the side slightly.

"Sorry Gramps, just thoughts spiraling around my head. Classes have been busy with assessments and we had a practice session today." Y/n explained, watching as her family turned their attention to her, Danny eyeing her with slight concern.

"Teachers have a busy schedule? I always thought they just gave us work and went home to rest." Sean stated causing y/n to laugh slightly.

"Well if you consider grading papers, correcting homework, teaching kids new material, planning classes and making sure that you are all ready for the real world easy, than yeah it's a job for lots of rest." Y/n explained causing Jack to laugh at his brother playfully.

"But compared to dads job it's easy right?" Sean asked, looking towards his aunt.

"Every job is difficult in it's own way Sean, no one has an easier job than anyone else. It may seem like it to you but I'm sure dealing with kids on the daily ain't easy. I mean I only have you and Jack and sometimes I struggle with it." Linda explained to her son.

"So you don't just rest?" Sean asked, second guessing everything he thought.

"God I wish." Y/n stated, stabbing her meat and taking a bite as everyone laughed at her reaction.

"As opposed to your very busy schedule. Everything will work out in the end y/n, your a great teacher and those kids are lucky to have you as their mentor through life." Frank stated, putting a hand on his youngest daughters shoulder as she chuckled lightly.

"Mentor through life, way to be dramatic dad." y/n laughed, taking her glass of wine and taking a sip.

"You seem to forget he's commissioner of police y/n, dramatic is in the job description." Jamie stated and everyone laughed once again.

Y/n shook her head as she laughed with her family, glad to have them around her. She glanced in front of her to see Danny looking at her with a small smile. He winked at her in assurance before taking a bite of his food, and y/n smiled at him before looking down at her plate o continue her own food. Grabbing her glass of wine, she smirked at her pops when he mentioned about needing a rematch on the chess game they had played last week.

"Didn't y/n win that one?" Nikki asked, smirking at y/n who nodded her head in appreciation.

"Nah, I was going easy on her." Henry stated, taking a drink from his own glass.

"Nah, your gramps is just a sore loser, I won fair and square right Jack." Y/n asked, glancing at the boy who had watched their game.

"Right." Jack nodded causing everyone to laugh once again.

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The following day y/n was teaching her regular PE class, and she watched the group of students as they started to run laps of the court. Hearing footsteps outside the door, she folded her arms and turned her head to the sound. Deciding to check it our, she made her way over to the door, ready to give out to students ditching class, only to see no one. Squinting her eyes in confusion, Ms. Reagan made her way back into the hall, clapping her hands to gain the students attention.

"Alright guys, grab some balls and were gonna do volleyball. One on one." She announced, grabbing the net full of soft balls before placing it in the middle of the floor, allowing students to grab them and pair up. "The rules are...."

Y/n was interrupted by an echoing bang being heard, causing the students to look around the hall. Hearing it again, closer than before, the students flinch at the sound. Y/n's eyes widened as she realized the sound, the sound of a gun. She looked around the hall before seeing the storage unit, knowing it wasn't exactly spacious but she needed to figure out something before the person responsible for the shots found them. They couldn't stay in the hall it was way too open.

"Alright, everyone be calm, we need to find somewhere to hide, no need to panic, just follow me into the storage unit, keep your heads low, does everyone understand me." Y/n explained slowly, indicating for everyone to crouch down, "Treat it like the ones we practiced. Hid behind anything in there, I will lock and block the door once everyone is in there, it's going to be a tight squeeze but make it work."

Y/n watched the students eyes widen in fear as they realized what was happening. Shushing the students who whimpered, and knowing they didn't have much time to waste, she began pushing students towards the unit. Students began to follow each other and y/n ran towards the door to lock it and grabbed the bag which had held the balls to make it more difficult for the shooter to determine people were present.

Upon making it to the unit she locked the door and ordered students to grab some of the ridiculously heavy gym mats to barricade it, blocking the windows that would risk exposure. She sighed deeply and watched students huddle close to their friends, sliding down the mats to be close to the door.

"Okay guys, I know you have phones on you. I need you to contact those who need to know what's going on and put them on silent. Do not tell anyone where you are hiding, we do not know who or where they are, but they may have someone's phone or be able to track our phones, understood." Y/n whispered sternly, trying to keep everyone, and herself, calm.

Y/n grabbed the laptop left at the side of the storage unit for emergencies and checked to see if any emails was out about what was going on. She knew it was only a matter of time till one, or both, f her brothers would catch wind of what was going on and would make their way to aid, her father would no doubt follow. She just needed to keep her students safe and sane until help arrived.

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Danny sat at his desk as he worked on some paperwork with Jackie after finishing another case. Turning to his computer he began to look at some evidence from labs when something came over the radio.

"School shooting in operation, Location: Local high school, All units available please respond. Armed forces are required." A dispatcher announced causing Danny's eyes to widen in shock before jumping up.

"Danny, what's up?." Jackie asked, concerned for her partners sudden movement as she also got up.

"Y/n teaches there." He responded, grabbing his gun and putting it in it's holster and clipping his badge in a rush before taking his car keys.

"That's where y/n teaches?" Jackie asked, also getting up and grabbing her gun and badge.

"Yep, now let's go." Danny ordered, before rushing out of the office, Jackie rushing to keep up with him.

"Detective Curatola and Detective Reagan on route to shooting." Jackie reported back to dispatch as she got in the car just in time for Danny to speed off, sirens blaring.

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Jamie and officer Renzulli sat in their patrol car, watching the city in the corner while eating their lunch. Jamie bit into his sandwich as he listened to his mentor explain his recent dilemma with his wife before stopping as they heard the car radio cackle to life.

"All available units please respond. School shooting in operation, Location: local high school. Armed forces are required."

"Shit." Jamie cursed, pushing his lunch onto the floor , not caring where it went as he heard the school name.

"What's the stress for Reagan, call us in." Officer Renzulli stated, pointing at the radio as he started the car.

"Officer Reagan and Officer Renzulli available on route." Jamie called into the radio before putting on the sirens and answering his mentors question "My sister works there."

"Erin, isn't she a lawyer."

"No my other sister y/n. Can't we go any faster." Jamie asked, agitated to get there.

"I'm going, I'm going. Don't worry I'm sure she'll be in a safe place, don't schools to training for these type of things."

"Yeah, but you and I both know training is nothing like an actual scenario." Jamie explained, not in the mood to be talking.

"True that." Renzulli agreed, realizing Jamie didn't want to talk any more.

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Frank sat in his office, currently in his latest monthly meeting with the fire commissioner. He loved being commissioner but sometimes these meetings seemed to drag on. He sighed and rubbed his forehead in frustration before his office door opened and Baker came through.

"Baker." Frank stated, looking up at his receptionist.

"Sorry commissioner, emergency within the police districts, dispatch has been asking for any available units to respond to the situation. Said armed forces were required for a school shooting." Baker relayed information to her boss who watched her in thought.

"Oh God." The fire commissioner swore under his breath causing Frank to glance his way before returning his gaze to Baker.

"What school?" He asked, trying to hide the lump formed in his throat."

"The local high school sir." Baker replied, watching as the commissioner took a deep breath and look down, head in his hands.

"Baker, call for a car. I don't need a driver, just the car." Frank ordered softly as he refused to look at anyone.

"Sir?" The woman asked confused, " You can't go, commissioners don't respond to shootings."

"Baker I didn't ask for your input I asked for a car. I need to get there and I don't care how, just find a way." Frank stated sternly, looking ahead of him.

"But sir."

"Baker, my daughter works there and I need to be there to see what's happening, so get me a car and tell them that the commissioner is on his way." Frank ordered, standing up and putting his hands on the table in front of him, looking at her finally.

"Right away sir." Baker responded, knowing no Reagan would take no when it's family involved.

"I'm sorry commissioner but we will need to postpone this meeting." Frank stated, looking at his fellow commissioner as he opened the drawer which contained his gun and badge.

"Don't sweat it sir, I pray for your daughters safety."

"Thank you."

Frank nodded is head at his fellow commissioner and left the office. He sighed in sorrow as thought of his youngest daughter being held hostage in school with a bunch of students under her protection and opted to text her 'y/n, be calm, you will be okay, we will get you and the students out safe'. As the car arrived for him he got into the back before it came to full halt and sat impatiently as they made their way to the scene.

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Info: Y/n Regan is held hostage in the school where she works, and her family wait outside to have her safe.

Warnings: Mention of school shooting

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Frank's leg shook with fear of unknown as his car pulled up to the scene, the police force moving to allow the commissioners car to enter. Tape outlined the perimeter and crowds of onlookers and parents watched despite the forces attempts to get them to evacuate the area. As the car came to a stop Frank jumped out before his protection officers got to open the door for him, heading towards the scene.

Danny stood by his car, talking to the head of the case about what was happening when he heard another car pull up, and looked towards it to see his father. He watched as his dad got out of the car and moved towards him, his security quick to follow. Fear was present in both Reagan men as they nodded at each other.

“Commissioner, why are you here?” The head police asked in confusion. “Well, when family is involved I will be there.” Frank stated, causing the heads confusion to increase. “There’s a Reagan in there?” “Yes, there is. So, can you tell me what is going on and how long you plan to wait before entering that building to find the shooter.” Frank ordered. “They can’t find him dad, they have spotters watching out for someone who holds anything like a gun.” Danny stated, indicating to the guards with excess protection moving to evaluate the school. “And how long will that take?” “We’re trying as fast as we can sir.” The head spoke up, trying to keep the Reagans calm. “Well maybe you should be helping them instead of standing around here.” Frank spoke out of character, letting his worry show. “With all due respect sir, you and I both know that we have as many forces as we can circling the perimeter and preparing to enter when we get the go ahead.” The head spoke, warning the commissioner that he was showing feelings, a no no in the work force they were in. “Your right, sorry, continue on.” Frank dismissed the police who nodded and left the father son duo alone.

“Dad, Danny.”

The named men turned their attention to the voice that called out to them to see the Reagans youngest son hopping out of a barely stopped police car. Jamie jumped out of the car and rushed towards his family, not bothering to wait for his partner.

“Jamie.” Frank acknowledged his youngest son before turning towards the school building. “How long you reckon it will take.” Danny asked his father, putting his hands on his hips. “Could take hours, less than an hour. These situations are hard to tell, too many hostages that could get harmed with one slip up, we need to be sensitive of the situation and make sure that we get as many people out as possible, unharmed.” Frank answered, not moving his eyes from the building that held his daughter. “Has anyone heard from y/n?” Jamie asked, watching his dad and brother shake their heads. “I messaged her, she’s doing the right thing not answering, we don’t know anything, for all we know the shooter could have someone tracking any outside communication.” “She’ll be okay right?” Jamie asked, knowing that no one could answer honestly with the situation at hand. “She’s a Reagan.” Danny stated, eyeing his dad before heading towards Jackie, hoping to keep his mind from his sister.

“She’ll be okay Danny.” Jackie stated as her partner rubbed his face in frustration. “Yeah, tell me that when I see her.” Danny stated, opening the door to the car before getting into it, allowing his emotions to get the better of him for a minute.

“How you holding up dad, honestly.” Jamie asked after watching Danny walk away. “I just want my daughter back in safe grounds Jamie, she shouldn’t have to deal with this in her work force, no teacher should.” Frank stated, shaking his head to get rid of emotions present. “We’ll get her out dad, and be there for her like she has been for us.” Jamie stated. “She’ll need us if she gets out.” “When she get’s out.” Jamie corrected her dad, patting his shoulder before leaving to help his partner with the crowds of concerned parents.

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2hrs later and y/n still sat at the same position near the door, listening outside for any sound of movement as students sat in fear. They heard the occasional bands and each one caused everyone to flinch, afraid of what was to come. Despite her best efforts to keep her students calm, both her and them feared for the unknown. Still, she knew her dad and brothers were outside or close by rom the message her father has sent her. She was afraid to answer him incase they could be tracked via phones.

Once a month the new normal was to practice drills on what to do and how to handle situations like this, but never had she thought she would become involved in an active shooting and hostage situation. Y/n was scared and felt like she let down her students. Reality was that if it came to it, she would rather take a bullet for her students than watch the bullet engrave them, but even then she wouldn't be able to save them if the shooter found where they were. She would be the one to live with her students death, the kids would have to live with having watched their fellow student die from the hand of a bullet. Students would be terrified to come to school after this, hell, she wouldn't be able to walk into the school building without thinking of the lives that were inevitable lost, lives that should still be with them.

Y/n's thoughts were interrupted when she heard a piercing bank outside the door. Students gasped and screamed at how close the sound was, causing y/n to scramble to her knees and move closer to the group of kids, shushing them. Footsteps were heard outside and she placed her finger to her lips, pleading with the students to stay quiet. Closing her eyes, y/n prayed as a tear fell from her eyes, allowing emotions to come through. Hearing the door handle being fiddled with, y/n moved back towards the door and held her breath, not knowing who was on the other side.

“Police, open up.” A gruff voice was heard and y/n’s eyes widened, not knowing what to do.

The voice coming from behind the door was not the police, that was not how police alerted them of being there, teachers were told they would be told the officers name, badge number and institute of residence. The students in y/n's care watched her as she shook her head not to say anything as she bent down, avoiding the small window that was covered in case there was a gap. She breathed out shakily, coaching the students to follow her lead in hopes of calming them down. The room remained silent as they listened, wondering if the man was still outside and y/n prayed they would make it out okay.

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Danny and Jamie stood at the perimeter of the school where crowds were present, keeping concerned parents and on lookers calm and away from the active shooting area. Five shots were heard and everyone screamed, hoping and praying it wasn't their loved ones. Frank had been forced to move towards his car for safety, but he refused to get into it and now stood beside it. Everyone flinched hearing another bang from inside, some parents screamed and police indicated for them to quiet down to avoid major disturbance. Frank looked to the car as the radio came to life and Jamie and Danny eyes each other as they brought their radios closer to their ears.

“We got sight of the shooter, young man, early 20’s, heading into gym area. Enter with caution.” The voice came through. “Okay you heard him, I want people in groups of 6 moving through the main building, evacuating the building. Remain vigilant for sound and any possible movement. You know the drill, check bathrooms, offices, all rooms present. Announce name, badge number and institute of resident to alert teachers you are police, understood?” The chief asked into his radio as Frank walked towards him.

A chorus of 'understood' came through and the armed forces began to enter the building, splitting into smaller groups upon entrance. Danny and Jamie moved closer to their father, fear present on the three men's faces. They knew they couldn't go in but all they wanted to do was get y/n and bring her to safety. Frank nodded at his two boys, watching the crowds of armed forces enter.

“A step closer to getting her out.” Frank stated, not taking his eyes away from the school building. “A step closer to knowing she’s okay.” Danny agreed, hoping this would be over soon.