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The suspect burst out of the building as soon as intelligence had busted through the doors. Jay charged on after him Lindsay and Voight in hot pursuit. Jay knew he could out run this guy. He also knew that the perp wasn't going to give in without trying his damn best to get away.

He'd been chasing the perp for almost five blocks now. Slowly but surely he had been gaining on him. If this particular detective from intelligence had a choice between car chases and good old fashioned foot chases, he would choose the foot chase every time. He felt more satisfaction from slapping the cuffs on an out of breath suspect, who he had successfully caught. This one would be no different.

They continued running, the detective getting closer and closer. Other members of his unit were hot on their heels, but they weren't quite as fast as he was. He had been making steady ground, when all of a sudden the suspect dashed down an alley way.

It took him just a split second to realise, but it was just enough time for the perp to get a small head start. He took off running down the alley way. The alley was dark despite being early in the afternoon. The sun was still shining over Chicago. Jay loved this kind of weather. It made chasing criminals so much more enjoyable. Rain wasn't his friend, but hey was it anyone's.

He got near the end and began to wonder why he couldn't hear any traces of the suspect. He slowed just slightly, catching is breath before sliding out round the corner. When he round the corner of the building he still couldn't see the suspect. He was just about to turn around, when it hit him, literally.

He he felt the hard object connect with his skull. His vision began to get blurry and black fog began to creep up round the edges. He felt his legs turn to jello and he just about felt it when his body connected with the pavement, but not for long. Before Jay Halstead could really figure out what was going on the dark abyss claimed him.

There standing behind him wielding a large metal pipe was the suspect. He had knocked the detective out cold. Then he could here other police, so he took off running. This time he had a head start and a distraction that would immediately slow them down. He just put his head down and kept running, until he couldn't hear signs of the police anymore, so he straightened himself up and continued on his way like nothing had ever happened.

MEANWHILE...

We had almost caught up with him and the suspect. I seen them dart down an alley way. We ran after them, then slowed just before the end of the alley. Something wasn't right, I could tell. I just had this sickening feeling in my gut.

I looked at Voight, I could tell he was thinking the same thing. We both slowed down so now we were just walking. We raised our weapons and jumped around the corner but the suspect was no where to be seen and nor was Jay. We had almost turned around when I looked down.

There he was.

Lying on the ground. I feel to my knees beside him. I noticed the blood covering the back of his head. I began screaming at Voight to call and ambulance. Then I began trying to get Jay to wake up. It wasn't working. He was out cold.

Voight came over and said that the bus was a couple of minutes out. We gently rolled Jay over to make sure he had been hurt anywhere else, when all of a sudden he seized up and started convulsing.

I know it's short but it was just a quick idea I had let me know if you think I should keep going! Thanks for reading!