"I am buying the first round at Molly's tonight!" Ruzeck called as the team got out of their cars after pulling into the garage. Met with a cheering applause, Adam knew exactly what the team needed after that arrest.

It had been a tough one. Brutal murders of innocent children was something Chicago didn't need on their streets and the Intelligence team hadn't let up until the scumbags were brought to justice. They were lucky that it hadn't ended in any more injury or death but they were all exhausted and ready for a drink or two… or three.

"And the second round is on me" Voight added "Good police work out there, all of you"

Proud was an understatement when Hank wanted to describe his team. Each played their parts, brought their own attributes to the group and took each case with the upmost seriousness. They put their heart and soul into the job and Hank saw that today in particular.

As the boys all headed upstairs to their desks, Erin hung back a little. This case had taken it's toll on the young woman. Cases involving kids were always difficult and Erin really needed to find her strength to get through them. Her mind wandered every time they rolled up to a crime scene and all her energy was spent not seeing his angelic little face on all those children.

At the top of the stairs, Jay realised his partner wasn't right behind him and waited. He could see the pain on her face as the case continued but as the Erin Lindsay he knew and was falling in love with, she was staying strong and on the job. She was good at keeping her emotions behind a mask until she was out of sight and they could wash over her like a flood. Erin made her way up the stairs and plastered a smile across her face at the sight of her partner. A lot of her strength came from the man in front of her even if he didn't quite know why. Her best friend and someone she trusted with her life, Erin took comfort in knowing that she was always safe by his side. Jay would always have her back in just about any situation. There was one however she hadn't disclosed and it killed her to lie to him especially when those trusting green eyes peered back at her.

"Coming to Molly's later?"

Erin shook her head "I think I might just make it a quiet night in". All she wanted to do was curl up on the couch and forget about the horrors she saw through the day… Once she finished her paperwork.

xxx

It didn't take the team long to file away everything they needed especially with the thought of a relaxing night at Molly's waiting for them. Ruzeck and Attwater were of course the first up and out the door closely followed by Antonio, Jay and Alvin. They all needed that time to just let off some steam before another case came in and they started all over again.

"How you doin' kid?" Hank asked as he made his way out to the squad room and saw Erin was the last one there. He had noticed her change in demeanor throughout the case and knew exactly why.

"These ones always suck" she sighed with a heavy shrug "I just picture Hugo's face at every crime scene"

"You know that's not healthy"

"I know, I can't help it"

Hank sat down on the edge of Erin's and placed a comforting hand on her knee. The seasoned detective would never admit it but he too pictured the faces of his son Justin, Erin and her son Hugo on the faces of some victims. It was too hard not to fear that something terrible could happen to the three most important people in his life.

A mother at only sixteen years old, Erin didn't know where she and her now 11 year old son Hugo would be if Hank hadn't taken them in and gotten them both the care they needed all those years ago. She owed both their lives to him and Camille of course who did everything they could to help the pair. Even without Camille, Hank was the best grandfather to that little boy and cherished him more than anything.

For exactly days like today, Hugo remained a secret from the Intelligence team. Neither Erin nor Hank could risk bad people finding out about the boy and using him as bait… or worse. Hank Voight was still one of the most influential and hated men on the streets of Chicago with a long list of people with a grudge they'd like to settle with him. Erin and Justin were at risk enough without Hugo having to see anything that would change his innocent outlook on life.

Filing the last of her paperwork, Erin was ready to go home and hug her little boy. She stopped by Hank's office on her way back to her desk.

"I'm heading home"

"Give that kid of yours a big hug for me okay?" Hank chuckled. Even though he would see the 11 year old tomorrow night for their weekly Friday night dinner, he still missed him. He never expected a child to have the impact on him that Hugo did, Hank wouldn't change it for the world.

"Will do" Erin smiled "He asked about when you'd finally take him camping again last night" she chuckled as her arms crossed across her chest and she leaned on the door frame.

"When the weather warms up, we'll head out to the lake and we'll go fishing"

"He'll hold you to that. When was the last time he forgot any of his Grandpa's promises?"

"Good thing I keep all my promises" Hank laughed "Now go home, kid. Your boy is waiting"

xxx

Erin's favourite part of the day was picking her son up from her cousin Jenna's apartment and making the short walk back to their own home. Hank's niece, who was only a few years older than Erin had been a godsend as Erin followed Hank into the police force. She was Hugo's nanny and one of the young detective's best friends for many years. Jenna had watched Hugo grow up and knew exactly how to care for such a special boy.

Brought into the Voight home at five months pregnant, Erin was able to get the care she hadn't been able to get living from couch to couch. She had drunk alcohol more than she really should have early in her pregnancy and those impacts were seen as Hugo grew up. He was an incredibly talented young artist and was creative beyond his time but when it came to academics, he was a little behind the rest of the kids his age. It didn't help that Hugo wasn't a big talker as a sufferer of dyspraxia. He was lucky to get two words out in a day with Erin the only one to hold a conversation with the eleven year old. He was shy and quiet and comfortable that way. Erin, Jenna and Grandpa (Hank) were his favourite people and all he needed to be a happy kid.

Cherishing every moment with her little man, Erin knew she was lucky to have him in her life. She regretted all that she did and drank while carrying Hugo and spent every day making his life the best it could be. All the pain and regret she felt was poured into loving that boy for everything he is and giving him every opportunity to be whatever his heart desired.