A/N: This is my first time writing for Jay and Hailey, but I really love the two of them. I'm kind of torn between fully shipping them or fully shipping Upzek, because I think they both have such great potential and I adore both couples, but this idea came to mind after watching 614 and I couldn't help but write it! I'm aiming for about 15-20 chapters, but we'll see how that goes. It's mainly an Upstead story, but there'll be some side Upzek thrown in every now and then until the Upstead fully happens. I hope that if you read this, you enjoy it as much as I'm enjoying writing it and thank you for reading!

For the entire day, Jay was pretty sure he'd had one eye on his work and one eye on Hailey. After everything that happened he couldn't really blame himself – after all, Hailey's life had been in danger and she'd been injured, it was only second nature for him to be worried about her.

But he knew she was in good hands. She had Adam, after all. Adam had found her, Adam had been checking in on her whenever he thought she needed it and even though she'd been given the all clear by the doctor, it was clear that Adam was worried about her, too. Jay was well aware that the two of them were closer now, that there was something proper between the two of them, and all he cared about were his friends happiness.

The sun hadn't even started to set when Hailey, sitting at the desk in front of his, reached forward to power down her computer. Furrowing his eyebrows, Jay peeked around his own computer to look at her.

"You okay?"

Hailey gave him a tight-lipped smile and nodded as she picked up her phone from her desk. "Yeah, all good," she assured him. "Painkillers are just wearing off so I think it's time to call it a day, y'know?"

She stood up and tucked her phone into the pocket of her jeans before grabbing the coat off the back of her chair and shrugging it on. She'd been given the all-clear to go back to work for two days now and she'd been there for both of them, though it was clear to everyone on the team that she wasn't at a hundred percent again just yet. She had gone through something pretty traumatic, including being beaten badly, and everyone understood that it'd take time for her. Kim understood more than anyone.

"You need a ride home or something?" Jay continued.

Hailey shook her head. "No, I'm fine to drive. Thank you for offering, though," she gave him another smile and grabbed her bag. "I'm just gonna pop in to see Voight, be back in a second."

Jay nodded to himself as Hailey disappeared into Voight's office for a second, closing the door behind her so that nobody else could hear what they were talking about. It wasn't a confidential conversation, though. Hailey knew that Voight was still worried about her and Kim, though– but mostly her. He'd known Kim longer, knew that Kim had gone through traumatic stuff before and come out on the good side of it. But he also knew that for Hailey, sometimes thing hit a little hard. He'd made it clear to both her and Jay before that he worried about her, and Jay had often made it clear to Voight that he felt the same way.

A few minutes later, Hailey emerged from Voight's office and wandered back over to her desk to grab a file before heading out. "I'm heading off, guys," she spoke to everyone. "I'll see you all tomorrow."

Antonio, Kim and Kevin all said their goodbyes and Jay didn't miss the way Hailey rested a hand on Adam's shoulder and gave it a squeeze before she went to leave. Jay stood up from his chair, acting on instinct.

"I'll walk you out."

It wasn't a question. He was just doing it. Besides, he hadn't found himself with much time to even talk to Hailey lately, with everything that had been going on, and he had things bubbling up inside of him that he wanted to say to her. That he needed to say to her.

After waving a quick goodbye to Trudy at the desk, Hailey and Jay wandered down the steps and out of the building towards her car. It was chilly outside, the Chicago winter air definitely not relenting, and even though Hailey was wearing one of her thickest coats, she still felt the cold. It'd been cold in that cabin, too. Chained to a pole, sitting on the cold concrete ground... she shook her head.

"You didn't have to walk me out, you know," Hailey muttered, pulling her key out of her bag as they got closer to her car. "I did get the all-clear."

Jay gave her a look. "Yeah, that's not why I'm walking you out."

"What is it, then?" She hummed. "Something about the case?"

He shook his head. "We just haven't had much of a chance to talk lately. I'm wondering how you're doing after... all of it." He breached the subject softly, not wanting to push if she wasn't willing to talk. "I know it's taking Kim a bit to stop thinking about it. How are you?"

Hailey furrowed her eyebrows as they stopped at her car. "I'm good, Jay. Like I said... to you, and to Voight and to Adam."

"Hailey," Jay sighed. "You can talk to me. You can always talk to me."

She glanced around and took a deep breath. She trusted Jay. She trusted Jay more than she trusted anyone she knew, and she knew from experience that talking to people about things that bothered you usually helped in one way or another, but she was still reluctant. After all, it seemed a little silly for her to be bothered by something so small– she and Kim had been abducted, trapped in a cabin for only a few hours, beaten and then saved. It was nothing particularly nightmare-worthy.

Yet she'd still woken up both nights since.

"Not here," she shook her head.

"Not here?"

"No, not here... when you finish up, and don't rush, come by mine, okay?" She suggested. "And then we can... talk. Because it's freezing here and my place has heating."

Jay's lips twitched up into a small smirk and he nodded. "All right," he agreed. "You sure you don't have plans with Adam?" He remembered the time Adam had shown up at hers while he was there.

She shook her head. "No. I've asked him to give me space for a few days, and he gets that," she explained.

He nodded and stepped back so she could unlock her car and open up the door, resisting the urge to ask her how things with Adam were going– not here. "I'll text you when I finish, then. And I'll bring food. Don't cook."

"Not cooking sounds good to me," she flashed him a small smile as she climbed up into her car, glad he hadn't asked more questions. "See you in a few hours."

Jay watched from the steps of the district as Hailey drove away and only when she was out of sight did he return upstairs to the rest of the team. Adam's eyes were on him as soon as he entered.

"Hey– is Hailey all right?" He asked, leaning back in his chair.

Jay nodded. "She's good, man."

He returned to his desk and sat down, only slightly curious as to why he'd felt some sort of stab of irritation in his gut at Adam's words, as he clicked back onto the file he'd been reading before and tried to finish his work sooner rather than later.