Doomed

** trigger warning **

Amelia and Dante have been living together for almost 6 months already.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Okay, so are you working overnight or just late babe?" Amelia asked as she made herself and Dante breakfast.

"Hopefully just late, my love. But I will let you know for sure." He smiled as he kissed the top of her head.

"Thank you!" Amelia laughed. "Oh, I forgot to tell you... that guy from your mom's neighborhood... that you talked to.."

"Yeah?... what did he do?" Dante asked with a deep tone.

"Nothing, not him, but some of the guys I saw over there, I thought I saw them the other day, near the 21st. Just didn't know if saw them or not. Or if they were waiting for you or something..."

"Don't worry about it baby, okay? They won't bother you."

Amelia smiled at Dante as she handed him his plate, "okay baby."

"Thank you my love. I'll do dishes! And dinner is on me tomorrow night!"

"Yay, sounds good!" Amelia smiled as she sat next to him. "So I'll be eating alone tonight?"

"Unfortunately, probably baby. I'm sorry."

"It's okay! Just wanted to know if I needed to make anything extra?"

"No ma'am. Not tonight." Dante frowned.

"It's okay! Go save the world... or at least Chicago!" Amelia winked.

"I love you.." Dante smiled.

"I love you more.." Amelia replied as she kissed him. ———————————————————————-Dante left for work before Amelia, which gave her a little time with herself to organize the apartment before she herself had to get ready for work.

As she left for the office, she noticed a strange car down the street, but didn't really pay any attention to it, as it could've been a visitor at a neighbors house; at least that's what she told herself. Their neighborhood does get a a lot of visitors though.

A lot of people didn't like Dante though either, especially this new Aryan-adjacent gang. So she always subtly keeps her head on a swivel.

This skill would prove to be useless for Amelia.... When gangs are involved.

Amelia had a particularly long day at work; there were a lot of prisoners being shuffled in and out of the precinct all day, and she barely saw Dante. There were some positive aspects to the chaos though: Amelia was able to do some serious observational analysis and research for her thesis. She also found out that this new Aryan gang was particularly mad at the Intelligence Unit because they recently killed a member after they got into a shootout earlier in the week.

"Well fuck, Trudy. Who took the kill shot?!"

"I wouldn't tell you, even if you didn't know him..."

"Mother fucker. Do they know that?!"

"The rest of them?"

"Of the gang, yes! Do they know?!"

"Hard to say..."

"Well fuck me!"

"Hank doesn't think so.." Trudy added.

"Well that's not very helpful!"

"I know. It'll be okay. They're not going to retaliate against a cop!"

"And how do you know that for sure?!"

Trudy paused.

"Trudy!?"

"It would be in their best interest NOT to seek out revenge on a cop..."

"Fuck.." Amelia walked away in a huff.

On the drive home, Amelia's sense of dread grew higher as she tried to call and text Dante, but he wasn't able to respond.

When she pulled up to the house, her instinct to look over her shoulder kicked in, and she quickly ran into her house. She made sure to turn the lights on and lock the doorknob on the front door...

After she settled herself enough to head upstairs to shower and change, she would soon find herself in a fight that Dante had been trying to keep her far away from.

As Amelia got dressed after she finished her shower, she heard commotion outside, but figured it was just the neighborhood kids or some other neighborhood noise. But it was much more than that.

After she finished fluffing her hair dry, Amelia heard the noise again, and this time, it was closer. It was right outside her house. It sounded it like it was coming from out front. She carefully opened the bedroom door and softly walked out into the hallway and down her front stairwell. She had to focus her eyes on her front door, and when she did, her heart rate sped up and her stomach dropped.

She quickly backed up, shut the door of her bedroom and grabbed her phone off the bed, and her cat before she quickly ducked into her closet.

Her breath hitched as she began to try to call Dante again.

'Baby girl!'

'Dante?!' Amelia replied in a hushed, scared tone.

'My love, what's wrong?!'

In a whisper, 'baby!? I think... someone is trying to break into the house...'

'What? What did you say?!'

'I think.. someone is trying to break into the house... I hear them jimmying the door...'

'Are you sure?!'

'Ah!... yes..... they just got in...'

'Fuck. Okay.. where are you??'

'In the bedroom..... in the closet... I'm in here with the cat...'

'Did you lock the bedroom door?!

'*gasp*... I hear them in the house..' Amelia was whispering as clearly, but quietly as she could. Tears began to rapidly form in her eyes.

'Okay baby. Did you lock the bedroom door?!'

'I... I don't remember...' Amelia sniffed.

'Okay, baby..' Dante's voice was filled with panic too. 'I'm going to need you to, very quietly, please get up and check the door..'

'Baby... I'm scared! Where are you?!'

'I am coming to you, I promise! But can you please check the door?'

'Okay..' Amelia took a huge deep breath and quietly opened the closet door. 'Shit..'

'That's okay baby! That's okay! I'm on my way to you! Are you able to lock the door??'

Silence.

'Baby?!.. Amelia!'

Amelia responded, with the quietest whisper she could muster through her terrified lips. 'I think they're upstairs... I think I know who it is...'

'What?! You do?!'

Even quieter than before, her voice shaking, 'yes. I can hear them..... talking about that.... 'Bad word for Latinos'.. that killed Leonard.....' Amelia swallowed hard. 'Baby.... Is it who I think it is?!'

'I'm on my way baby! Hold on!'

Her voice was barely coming out, 'they're upstairs...'

Dante's heart began to race even faster than before. 'Dammit. I am coming baby! We all are! Hang in there!'

'They're coming. I love you Dante, hurry...'

Dante's eyes were filled with their own tears as he sped towards his home, and his love. The thought of her being so scared, and alone, was terrifying to him. His worst fear was happening and he was helpless to stop it until he finally reached her.

'They are up here..... shit..... AH! DANTE!'

'Amelia!? BABY!? Dammit!'

From the background, Dante heard Amelia screaming. "It IS them Dante!"

'Yes.... Officer Dante Torres, it is us...'

'Fuckers. Don't you fucking touch her! I swear to god...'

'You, in cold blood, killed Lenny...'

"THATS BULLSHIT!

*smack*

'You killed Lenny.. and that ain't right. Your kind shouldn't even be cops, let alone dating our women. But don't worry, we're gonna show this beautiful lady here what she's been missing...'

'I will fucking kill you...'

'Officer... that's not very professional..'

'Fuck you.'

*click*

"When he and Hank Voight get here, they are gonna kill you!"

"Is that so?!"

"Yes." Amelia spit at them.

The man who grabbed the phone from her, who was bald and had a dark brown beard, grabbed her hair and drug her down the stairs.

"Let me... go! Assholes!"

"Shhh... sweetheart. It'll be okay.." the man with blonde hair finally spoke as he stroked her head.

"Fuck off!" Amelia cried as she struggled under the grip of the bearded man.

As the men continued to drag Amelia down the stairs of their home, Dante's heart raced in his car.

'Boss! How far behind me are you?!'

'Less than 20. Keep going Torres!'

"You're both dead when Hank Voight and Dante Torres get here!" Amelia continued to taunt the men.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch!" One of the men screamed as he kicked her in the stomach.

"Aah!"

The bearded man, who went by Kevin, grabbed Amelia's hair and knelt down next to her. "Ya know sweetheart, I can show you a real good time...." He whispered in her ear.

"Fuck you..." Amelia remained defiant.

The blonde man, who went by Eric, spoke again, "now sweetheart, don't go giving me any ideas..."

Trembling, Amelia responded still, "once again, fuck you, assholes!"

Kevin grabbed her face and forcibly kissed her.

"GET OFF!" Amelia screamed as she backed away.

Eric caught up to her and once again grabbed her hair, pulling her back towards him and Kevin. "I will fuck you up bitch.." he grabbed her chin and pinched it between his fingers. "You really fuck that spic, when there are plenty of people like us around?"

Amelia remained silent.

He grabbed her tighter, "answer me this time or you're gonna get hurt. Okay? Do you like when that spic fucks you?"

"More than I've ever liked being fucked before..." Amelia smirked wide, knowing he was probably going to hurt her either way.

Eric wound up and proceeded to punch her in the face, "let's see if he still likes you all used up..."

"No.. please!" Amelia begged.

"Hear that Kev? That spic has her so brainwashed that she doesn't want a white dick anymore..."

"Shame really..."

"Fuck off.." Amelia said again, prompting a kick from Kevin.

"AH!" Amelia cried. The kick struck her in the face.

Eric walked over to her and lifted her up by her hair, as blood dripped from her mouth and nose. "Maybe it's just been so long since she's seen what a white cock looks like..."

"Ya know, that's a good point.." Kevin smirked.

Amelia tried to pull away, but her head was pounding from the kick.

Kevin proceeded to unzip his pants, exposing his dick to Amelia. Amelia fought hard against the grip of Eric, who was holding her still.

"Go ahead Kevin.. stick it in there..."

As he did Amelia bit down, hard.

"AH! BITCH!" Kevin screamed as he smacked Amelia just as hard. She fell to the ground with a smile on her face.

Eric grabbed her hair, "you think that's funny bitch!?"

Eric pushed her down, and began to take her pants off. Just as he got them down enough where he would be able to assault her, the door slammed open.

"NO!" Amelia screamed.

"AMELIA!"

"In here...." She squeaked out.

"Yes, Officer Torres, in here...."

Dante rushed into the living room, gun drawn. He's heart dropped when he saw Amelia's state. He tried to make a move to her.

"Oh no... one more step Officer, and I put a bullet in her skull!" Eric demanded.

Dante paused. "It's okay baby...."

Amelia cried, as Eric pressed his gun to her head, his body still lingering over her, her pants still down.

"Don't move!"

"Okay... okay." Dante had to keep his tears at bay. "This, whatever you have against me, is with ME. It has nothing to do with her! Let her go!"

"I guess he's right man..." Kevin said as he stood up. "Our beef is with you!"

Eric got off of Amelia and stomped toward Dante. "We're not gonna kill her. We're gonna kill you. And make her watch..."

"PLEASE! NO!" Amelia cried out once she saw the gun pressed against Dante's head.

Dante looked at Amelia. "I love you." He turned towards the men, "please, she's been through enough. If you're gonna kill me, for doing my job..."

"Doing your job?! You killed him! For no good reason... spic!"

"Oh no... I had a reason. Your little friend pulled a gun on me, and my team... I had no choice."

"Oh yeah!? Well listen here asshole. I don't care if you are a cop, you're not fit to be. You're taking our jobs, taking over our city, tainting our woman..."

"He was born here, you fucker!" Amelia let out from beneath her fear.

"Oh WAS HE?! That makes....." Eric screamed.

*BANG*

"DANTE!"

*SLAM*

"DOWN ON THE GROUND, ASSHOLE!"

"HANK! OH MY GOD..." Amelia broke down as Dante immediately ran to her to comfort and cover her.

Kevin turned his gun towards Dante and Amelia, and Dante shielded her.

*BANG*

"Noo..." Amelia cried. "Dante?!

"Baby.. I'm fine. I'm fine..." Dante said as he held her. "I'm here... I'm here..."