#2 Our City, Our Rules (A Chicago P.D./Chicago Fire Fanfiction)

Chapter 14 "Lies, She Told"

Mikayla just laid there, feeling more angry than she did hurt. "What do you mean I have brother?!"

"You have a brother."

"What you're telling me is you cheated on dad while you were out in New York?"

"That's not what I'm saying."

"Then what are you saying?"

"He's two years older than you."

"Did you give him up for adoption or something?"

"You know Doctor Tramble?"

"The blonde lady, right?"

"Her 'son' isn't really her son. That's your brother."

"Does he know I'm his sister?"

"No."

"Why didn't you ever tell him?"

"He only sees me as Erin the detective."

"Does he know you're his mother?"

"Yes he does and he knows that your father is his father."

"Why doesn't he live with us?"

"I didn't tell your father about him. I gave him to Doctor Tramble to raise as her own. She had just experienced a miscarriage and I felt bad. I told your father that you were our first."

"How did you hide a pregnancy from him?"

"Long story."

"You're telling me I have a sixteen year old brother?"

"He lives with Doctor Tramble."

"Can you call her in here?"

Erin didn't even get the chance to say one word, when she came in.

"Hey Doc, do me a favor?"

"Sure, what's up?"

"You're still taking care of my son, right?"

"Yeah."

"Do you think it can be arranged for him to meet his sister?"

"Of course it can." She smiled.

"Thank you."

"Are you here to stay?" She asked as she was taking Mikayla's vitals.

"I am. My mother and everyone in her unit told me I belong here."

"They're right."

"I only went there to get to know my mother. I never knew my real mother or father."

"You did what you thought was best."

"I feel like it hurt everyone."

"They supported your choice."

"They replaced me in Intelligence." She sighed.

"If you want your spot back, say something."

"Are you sure?"

"No one likes Harley."

"Harley?"

"She's the new patrolman. Everyone hates her."

"What did she do that was so bad?"

"I have no idea. I just got the impression that no one likes her."

"How long has she been there?"

"A few weeks I think."

"Isn't that kind of soon not trust her?"