"Police! Stop!" The three officers took off after the man impersonating a security guard. Lindsay and Halstead hot on his trail, as Benson kept to the other side of the street in case he crossed back over. They've been trailing this guy for a couple days. Some pervert who was acting as a security guard for a daycare, just to sit and stare at kids. The idea made Erin sick to her stomach, and her legs picked up at the though of it, getting closer to the man. As anticipated, he bolted his way across the street, Lindsay and Halstead still right behind him. "Jay!" Erin yelled, as she heard the screeches of the taxi tires as it skidded to a halt, inches from Jay's leg. Erin, kept her speed and went around him, her eyes not leaving the back of the mans back. She saw Benson out of the corner of her eye and knew he was about to be cornered.

Before her mind could comprehend anything else, she collided with something and felt a sharp and stinging pain in her left side, before she hit the ground, the weight of a human on top of her. As soon as it happened it was gone, but the pain was still there. She turned her head and saw a kid picking himself up off the ground and take off, obviously scared. She saw Halstead's shoes jog past her as Benson slapped some handcuffs on the security guard. Erin slowly picked herself up off the ground, ignoring the pain in her side, hoping it would go away.

"Lindsay. You alright?" Benson asked, handing him off to another officer and jogging closer to the Chicago detective. Erin was on her feet, the pain still there and getting worse. She tried to stand up straight, but she just couldn't. "Yeah..." she breathed out, her hand waving off Benson, trying to make it look like she was okay. Jay turned to her and noticed the look on her face. "Erin." he said, taking a couple steps towards her. Soon, the pain was unbearable and she finally reached in her jacket and touched her side, feeling wetness on her shirt. She knew exactly what it was, but hoped to the gods above that she was wrong as she looked down at her hand, which was indeed, covered in red.

"Erin." Jay said again. But this time his voice sounded distant. She looked up and saw Benson give her a confused look. Jay took a couple steps closer, though his face was a little blurry. Erin tried to blink it away, but it was still there. It was getting worse. She started to feel light headed and soon the pain in her side was gone. The feeling in her chest was gone and the tingling in her legs progressively got worse. Before she knew it, she felt herself falling, but Jay was right there to grab her arm. "Erin!" his other arm supporting her back as he tried to hold her up. Her eyes were still open as she tried as hard as she could to stay awake, knowing that she would soon lose the battle as the world around her grew darker.

"Erin? Erin!" He held her in his arms and he looked down at her side, seeing the dark color coming through her unfortunately red t-shirt. "Shit." he hissed as Benson ran up next to him. "Lay her down. Lay her down." she said, helping him gently lower her to the ground. "Officer down! We need a bus! Now!" she yelled to more of the officers that were near by. They nodded to her and got on their radios immediately. When she looked back down, Erin's eyes were closed. "Lindsay. Come on, stay awake with me okay?" She could see Erin's eyelids twitching like she was trying as hard as she could, but her eyelids were now as heavy as a truck and she just couldn't force them open.

Jay moved her jacket and lifted her shirt. Benson looked down and then at Jay. "What the hell?" she asked as he ripped off his own jacket and balled it up, placing it on the open wound below Erin's ribcage. "When?" Jay shook his head. "Where's the ambulance?!" he shouted. Benson's hand came up to touch Erin's forehead, which was very hot. "Lindsay, you staying awake?" With no response, she reached down and grabbed her hand. "Come on, Lindsay. Stay awake with me, alright? Squeeze me hand to let me know if you're awake." she said, her head lowering to her ear. She felt slight movement in Erin's hand, but not much. Her fingers came down and lingered at her wrist. "Her pulse it weak." she said.

Jay opened his mouth to say something right as they heard sirens and the ambulance came rushing around the corner. Benson got up and informed the Paramedics of everything as they walked up. They pushed Jay aside and got Erin up on a gurney and put on oxygen mask over her mouth. They were saying things, but he wasn't listening he just walked as they loaded her into the back of the ambulance. "Halstead." he heard Benson's voice and her hand touched his shoulder. "I'll call Voight." His head jerked down at her. "Voight. Oh man." Voight was gonna go crazy. He looked up as the sirens broke him out of his trance and he watched at the ambulance drove off, his partner fighting for her life in the back of it.

"Come on, I'll drive." she pushed his towards the building they originally exited out of, her car parked in front. They got in and followed close behind the ambulance.


Jay paced in the hospital waiting room as he waited for the angry voice of his Sergeant. Olivia was sitting in a chair, her head resting on her hand. She tried to tell Jay to sit and calm down, but he just couldn't. Something happened to his partner under his nose. Now she's in the hospital in New York City. They weren't even home, which just made him feel worse about the whole situation. His mind kept going to wondering if Voight would blame him, for not looking out for her. For not being there with her. But it all happened so fast. The taxi, the jogger, the security guard. He couldn't even think of when this could've happened.

He looked up as he heard heavy footsteps, and he saw Voight walking towards him. He expected to see a red, livid face, but to his surprise, his eyebrows were turned in and his eyes were glassy. He'd never seen Voight this sad. Olivia stood and walked up next to Jay as Voight walked to them. "Where is she?" Jay shook his head. "they took her into surgery once we got here. That was about a half hour ago." Voight simply nodded. "What happened?" he asked after a second of silence. "She was stabbed. Right underneath her ribcage on her left side." Benson said. "How?" Voight asked, his voice very calm and soft. Benson and Jay exchanged looks. "We don't know yet. Hank, it happened so fast..." Voight nodded and took a step to the side and sat down before Benson could finish talking.

After about 25 minutes of silence, a doctor walked up. "You're here for Erin Lindsay?" he asked the few, and they stood. Voight walked up and stuck his hand out. "She's my daughter." The doctor nodded and shook his hand. "Well, the surgery for the stab wound went well. We made sure to clean the wound and make sure there was no other foreign object or pieces of the blade were still in there. But it did miss any artery and her lung. She's very lucky." They all simultaiously let out the breath they were holding. "I'd say there reason for her unconsciousness, however was because of the pain and blood loss, making her lightheaded and unsteady on her feet. It will be sore for a while, and as her being a detective, I advise her to stay out of work until it's all healed, which would be a couple weeks. But she's going to be just fine. She's awake if you'd like to see her."

Jay and Voight nodded and went to walk forward. "I'm gonna go back to the precinct and go ahead and start to get answers from our fake security guard. You go see her." she touched Voight's shoulder before grabbing her coat and walking out of the hospital. The pair walked up to the room Erin was in and the doctor gave them some time alone. Hank took a breath in and then gently knocked on the door frame. They walked in and she turned her head. "Hey." she said in a small voice.

Voight smiled and walked over, taking her hand in his. Jay stood behind him. "How ya feeling kid?" he asked her. She nodded. "Well, I guess I've bee better." Voight chuckled. Her gaze turned to Jay. "Do you get him?" she asked. He simply nodded. She kept eye contact with him for a minute before she looked back at Hank. "Do you know when they're gonna let me out of here? We really need to get back to this case." she asked. He shook his head. "Just focus on resting okay? We'll talk about that later." he squeezed her hand and saw in her face that she wanted to fight him, but she was truthfully too tired. She looked back at Jay. He gave her a small smile.

Voight leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Rest up, okay?" he let go of her hand and patted her leg before he turned to leave. Jay went to turn with him, but was stopped by Erin's voice. "Jay." she said. The men stopped and she glanced between him and Voight. "Can I talk to you real quick?" she looked back at Voight, silently telling him he could leave. He nodded and slowly made his way out of the hospital room. Jay turned to make sure he was gone before he sat down on her bedside.

"What up?" he asked. Took a deep breath. "Thank you." she said, looking down at the sheets. Jay gave her a confused look. "For?" he asked. "Everything." she said, her voice soft. She looked back up at him. Their eye locked and she gave him a small smirk. He smiled back and reached forward to garb her hand. His thumb slowly ran across her knuckled. He nodded and looked down at their hands. After a moment of silence, he looked back up at her. "Of course." he said as his free hand came up and moved the hair out of her face.

He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it, letting his lips linger on her knuckles for a bit. "I'll be back soon, alright? Just rest." He kissed her hand quickly once more. "Yeah." she said as he set her hand back down. He got up from his place on her bed and walked slowly towards the door. "Hey Erin." he said as he got to the door. He turned and looked right into her eyes. His mouth opened to say something, but when nothing came out he shut it. HE let a slight chuckle leave his lips and as s mile appeared on them.

Erin raised her eyebrows. She smiled at the sight of his. She nodded silently. She took a small breath in. "Maybe one day." His smile grew slightly, and he looked at the ground, trying to hide it before giving her one last glance before he left the room. Erin stayed staring at the spot her just stood, the smile not leaving her face. She let her gaze lead her to the sheets on her bed. Letting her own little chuckle leave her lips, Erin leaned her head back on the pillow and shut her eyes, letting some well needed sleep take over her.