Crossover – Chicago PD & Law and Order: SVU

After watching the most recent episode of SVU with the measles outbreak I got the idea to write this story. I would love more than anything to see Voight and Benson together, heck maybe something will happen in the new crossover episodes. But for now I'll just write this and I hope you all enjoy! Please review and leave me any comments or suggestions

Another week of interrogations, arrests, and search warrants had passed in the bustling city of Chicago. It was Friday night and all Voight wanted to do was sit on the couch, rest his sore feet on the coffee table and sip a cold beer while talking to the only other woman that he truly cared about, one might even say love. After the short drive from the precinct to his house, he flipped on the TV to see the Blackhawks were tied against the Islanders, he laughed to himself, and once again Chicago and New York were in sync, just how he felt when he was with her. The night was still young, the rest of his team would be heading to Molly's now to relax after the long week. He checked his phone to see if she'd called or texted, she hadn't and it was past Noah's bedtime by now. Last night she hadn't called either and hadn't picked up when he called. Worry faintly set its way in, he called her only to hear her voice as it went to her voicemail, he sighed, and left a quick message. As he placed the phone on the counter it buzzed flashing Erin's name across the screen, he picked up wondering what was up.

"Voight."

"Hey Hank have you seen the news lately?" Erin replied, now he really was wondering what was going on.

"No I haven't, what's going on? Did we catch a new case? Is everybody alright?" He bombarded her with questions, hoping there was a slight chance that the news was offering something like good police press rather than the usual terrible news he heard.

"No, somethings happening in New York. Have you talked to Benson lately?" Erin knew about the two of them, in fact she had been the one to put out Benson's feelings to him.

"Not lately, we haven't talked since Wednesday night. What's going on in New York Erin?" he replies feeling anxious, hoping Olivia was okay.

"There's a huge measles outbreak in the city, they say it came from a parent who falsified documents and didn't get her child vaccinated." Once she says this, Voight's mind beelines to Noah, Olivia's little boy, he'd met the little one a couple of times during his weekend getaways to see Olivia in New York. Occasionally he and Olivia would have the weekend to themselves, but sporadically they'd be gifted by the company of little Noah. Voight adored the kid, his little laugh reminded him of a younger, innocent Justin. And even though Voight and Olivia had only been together since November, Noah was practically a second son to him.

"Hank, you okay?" Erin's voice snaps Voight out of his flashback to the first time he met Noah, they were in Central Park when the little one started jumping up and down and giggling uncontrollably as the horses trotted by him.

"Umm, yeah I'm fine." His response was weak and unconvincing leading Erin to say she was on her way over.

After hanging up on Erin, he called Olivia again. His mind raced from her and Noah being fine, to her being alone trapped in a hospital with a sick child. The poor boy had been through a lot in his first years of life, and it was completely unfair. Voight paced back and forth in his kitchen, leaving yet another voicemail for Olivia, "C'mon Liv just let me know that you and Noah are okay," he pleaded.

There's a light knock on the door, he slowly makes his way over to the door and is greeted by Erin embracing her arms around him. He wraps his arms around her and pulls her close. "I just want to know that they're okay, is that so much to ask for?" he faintly whispers, loud enough just for her ears. She responds by tightening her grip on the man she considers to be her father, then pulls away and walks over to the kitchen, placing a small white envelop on the counter. He follows her into the kitchen curious as to what is inside the envelop, lifting it carefully from the counter he examines its contents – a single plane ticket to New York.

"Erin…" he begins only to be interrupted.

"Please Hank, you've done everything for me, the least I can do is get you the weekend and a couple of days off and a ticket to go and see her," she says shutting him up as he embraces her into a quick hug.

Voight heads into the bedroom grabbing a small suitcase to pack, as he packs he thinks of all the laughs and hardships that he and Erin had faced. A recent one being their disagreement over his rule on house relationships, a policy he's stood by for as long as he could remember.

"Hey kid, so you and Halstead…"

"Hank, how many times do I have to tell you that there is nothing happening between me and Jay that is of your concern?"

"Erin, are the two of you seeing each other? And don't lie to me."

"Voight." He can tell she's getting irritated with him, and her switching to calling him Voight rather than Hank lets him know that she's upset.

"I've seen the way he looks at you and the way you look at him."

"Voight, I don't want to talk about this!" she yells out in anger.

"Erin! I'm not trying to give you a talk and tell you not to have an in house romance. I'm trying to tell you to follow your heart kid! What I'm feeling right now, not knowing whether or not Liv is okay is what I was trying to save you from. This job in all honesty sucks when it comes to dependability! You never know if you'll make it through the day and you never know if your partner will make it either. Liv, who shares the same job, makes me happy beyond a reason of a doubt, and I want you to be with somebody that makes you happy as well. And if that's Halstead than I accept that, because even Liv has agreed that if any man is worthy of you it's him, and he continues to prove himself every day." His rant begins with a strike of anger, as he regains his composure his voice progresses from a shout to just above a whisper. He retreats to the couch, sitting down resting his head in his heads, attempting to keep his mind off of Olivia and Noah, at least until he boarded the plane. Yet every time he closed his eyes, all he saw was Olivia's beautiful smile and Noah lighting up at the sight of his mother. Erin makes her way over to him, surprised at the emotion he was displaying, the last time she'd seen him like this was when Justin left to serve in the Army, and even then it wasn't this bad. She places her hand on his shoulder, giving him comfort in her touch.

"Hank… thank you and I'll admit that Jay and I were together for a while but it wasn't anything serious, and he does make me happy. But I'm glad that if we wanted to give it another try we wouldn't have to sneak around behind your back again. Since you know that hasn't always worked in my favor," they both laugh at memories of Erin attempting to sneak boys into a house with a police officer and all of his police buddies downstairs. "And I'm sorry that we lied to you when we were together, it was never my intention to hurt you, and I just knew that you'd be pissed…" she trails off. He looks at her, thinking that he has a raised a beautifully independent woman, happy that she was able to tell him about this. They hug again and she helps him to finish packing, once finished she drives him to the airport. News of the outbreak has become increasingly worse with more and more children getting infected. She can tell it's getting to him in the way he continuously checks his phone, hoping for any sign that Olivia and Noah were okay. When they call his flight for boarding they hug one last time, he gives her a sad smile and heads onto the plane.