Chicago PD

~Migraine~

The unit were all at the bullpen, and cracking on from yesterday's paperwork.

Kim was looking at her screen, and felt a dull ache at the front of her forehead.

"Shit." Kim groaned.

Adam heard Kim's groan, and looked over.

"What's up, darlin?" Adam whispered.

Kim tried getting up, but immediately fell to the floor.

"KIM!!" Adam rushed over.

Kim tried focusing on the bullpen, but all she could see were spots.

"K-Kim, I'm here." Adam crouched down.

Kim grabbed onto Adam's hand, and stood up.

"M-My head..." Kim cried.

Adam could tell Kim's head was hurting, as Kim's face lost all it's colour.

"I know baby, let's get you into the breakroom.." Adam guided Kim.

Kim nodded, and followed Adam.

"Get well soon!!" The unit called out.

Adam smiled, and shut the door.

"Let's lie you down on the couch." Adam helped Kim.

Kim lied down on the couch, and closed her eyes.

"Alright, here's an icepack." Adam whispered.

Kim placed the icepack on her head, and sighed.

"That feel nice?" Adam asked.

Kim nodded, and took a deep breath.

"It's nice and dark in here, no bright lights, or loud noises." Adam explained.

Kim mumbled, and settled on Adam's thighs.

"I got you baby, what can I do to help?" Adam questioned.

"P-Pull gently at my hair..." Kim whispered.

Adam was a bit scared, he didn't wanna cause his wife more pain.

"A-Are you sure Kim? I-I don't wanna hurt you.." Adam warned.

Kim nodded, she felt so ill.

"Alright." Adam nodded.

Adam gently pulled on Kim's hair, and massaged softly.

"Like this?" Adam whispered.

"Y-Yeah, that's nice.." Kim smiled.

Adam smiled as well, and sighed.

After a few hours. Voight sent Kim and Adam home early, so Kim could get some rest.

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