It was not unusual for the members of the Intelligence Unit to strike up a friendly conversation before shift. They'd sit in the bullpen sharing a laugh or two, until it was time to get to work. On this particular day, two of their members were noticeably absent.

"Ten bucks says they're still in bed." Adam laughed. The team laughed.

"You're gonna lose twenty for that comment." Voight said. Suddenly, everyone straightened up and the giggles were gone. "Where are they, really?"

"Don't know. They're not in yet." Alvin piped up. He took a sip of his coffee.

"Somebody find them. The rest of you-" Voight was stopped by Erin walking into the room. "Where the hell have you been? Where's Halstead?"

"I've been looking for him... He hasn't come in?" She asked.

"Uh, no?" Adam said holding his arms out, rotating his hips to gesture for her to look around.

"He didn't come home last night." Lindsay started to think about what could have happened. She sat at her desk and the phone went off. It was from downstairs.

Next to the staircase stood a pizza boy with a box. The team walked towards him and he handed them the box and walked out. Voight opened it to see a thumb drive next to a note. "Take a look." They ran up the stairs to see what was on the drive.

"Your little cop man is here with us. Pretty, pretty boy. I think I'm gonna keep him. Maybe play with him a little bit?" A feminine voice said from behind the camera. Her voice was playful and terrifying. It was like Harley Quinn but at a slightly lower tone.

In the camera's focus was Jay laying shirtless, chained to the floor. The only thing keeping him warm was his jeans but they were soaking wet. He was bloody and cut up, with small slashes all over his arms and torso. His groans echoed off the mossy brick walls and wet concrete floor.

"Pretty boy thought he would take my drugs from me, didn't he? He was wrong." The voice continued. It was if she was baby talking a puppy. She picked the camera up and walked towards Jay. He was too weak to move. He'd obviously been drugged. She zoomed in on his face and kicked him in the stomach. He let out a cry of pain and curled up as much as he could. She continued kicking. When she stopped, he coughed a few times and groaned.

Adam paused the all looked around to each other as if someone was going to say something that made seeing what they were easier. They looked back to the computer and it began again.

"You think you can just send in some cop and have him seduce me and take my drugs? My money maker? My income? I don't think so." She said. She set the camera back on the stand and showed her face. Selena Raker.

Again, Adam paused the video. "Who's that?" He asked, looking at Voight.

"Selena Raker. She's got a long sheet, man. She's obsessive: over men, drugs, art, and whatever she can get her hands on. Two years before Jay went undercover with her drug ring, she had discovered the effects drugs had on people. She created her empire. Jay went undercover while you were in the hospital with Burgess. Looks like she found out about it." Hank answered. Suddenly, an alert came onto the computer and Adam clicked on it. It was a live feed to see what Selena was doing to Jay.

She had him chained up with his hands above his head. He was hanging from the ceiling and so weak, he couldn't even stand. His wrists were bleeding from the large, rusted metal cuffs she had on him. She had cut his jeans to a point where they were like ribbons hanging from his belt line.

"You coppers want to see what happens to people when they mess with my business?" She asked. "This!" She hit him in the ribs with a crowbar as hard as she could. When she was done, she threw it to the side of the room. The sound echoed loudly. She hoped it'd have the effect on the unit that she wanted. It did.

She walked towards the right wall. There was a big crank like the ones on manual car windows attached to the wall and she started to push on it. Jay slowly lowered down to the ground. She made her way back over to him and took a rag out from the back pocket of her leather pants and put it over his face. He tried to fight it, but he was so weak from the blood loss and all of the pain he was in that he just couldn't. She pulled the bucket of water over towards them and began pouring the liquid onto the rag. He coughed and struggled while she kept on pouring. Finally after a few seconds, she set the bucket down and removed the rag to let him expel the water from his body.

"Just… do it." Jay was barely able to speak. "Kill me. If you're that… mad." The team started getting glass-eyed.

"Oh, no, baby. I would never kill you." Raker said. She started to stroke his arm. He tried to crawl away but he'd only made an inch of ground. "What is it, my love?" She was genuinely hurt. Confused, even.

"No." Was the only thing he could force out. He was starting to pass out, again. He was almost happy. He'd be asleep and unable to know what was happening; escape for a little while. Though, he was terrified for not being able to know what he was going to wake up to.

"What?" She asked angrily. She grabbed a piece of glass from under the wall crank and started to cut him on his shoulder. He let out a small cry of pain. "What?"

"I-I said… no." Jay started. He passed out and she started screaming. She suddenly whipped her head around to look into the camera. The rage-filled look in her eyes terrified the team.

"You're not getting him back. He's mine, now. Keep the damn drugs. I can make more. But I can't get another man like this one." She sat next to him and stroked his arm as he lay unconscious.

"We gotta get him back." Erin said. Tears were streaming down her face at this point. "That bitch thinks she loves him!" She looked towards the screen. With every stroke Selena made, Lindsay got angrier.

"I know." Voight said. "Mouse can you get a location on Halstead and Raker?"

"No." Mouse said. "She's got the signals bouncing around the world at a rate that I just can't track."

"Dammit." Adam said, slamming his hand on his desk. "I knew he was burned but he told me he wasn't. He said he knew he wasn't. We should have ended it. Gotten him out."

"That's on Jay, not you. Right now, this is on us." Erin said. She grabbed her gun off her desk and holstered it. "Now let's get Jay back." The phone rang once again. Erin picked it up and it was Platt.

"We got a paper down here that I'm sending up." Platt said. She hung up and right as she did, an officer walked through the door and handed it to Hank.

"What is it?" Adam asked.

"A map." Voight answered. He stuck it up on the board and everyone started to study it. "A big circle over Chicago." In the top corner of the page, off of the map, was two letters,"SRJH".

"Selena Raker, Jay Halstead." Adam said. He looked to the rest of the team for a response.

"I don't get it." Alvin said.

"She wants to keep Jay but she also wants to tease us. She wants the rush of us getting close and her getting away." Voight said.

"Then what do we do?" Adam asked.

"Find her ass." Erin said, angrily. She looked back to the screen and saw Selena give Jay a light kiss on the cheek and look back at the camera with a smirk. The rage built up inside of her and she balled her fists. "That little…"

Selena then stood up and walked towards the camera. She bent down and blew a kiss at the camera, winked, then turned the stream off. Voight hugged Lindsay as she was being attacked by her emotions. Anger and grief all at the same time jostling around in her head fighting to be number one. While Jay suffered, so did the rest of the team.