Disclaimer – I own nothing. This story is Will's POV in the episode Life is Fluid. Warning all reader though, I have not yet watched any Chicago Med, so I'm going by what I've heard and read, sorry if I get anything wrong, but besides that, please enjoy.

Chapter One

Will's POV

If one were to ask me what my biggest fear was a couple of months ago, the answer would probably have been being murdered, being fired, or anything happening to my family. It wasn't until I moved to Chicago, and moved in with my little brother Jay, did I realize how easily that one fear could become a reality.

I had come home on more than one occasion where I found Jay sporting a black eye, or cleaning up some cut in the bathroom. He never told me any details when I'd ask what happened, which wasn't that surprising. He wasn't a very open person when we were kids, when he joined the military, he became even more closed off, especially when it came to injuries or any trauma he ended up having to deal with.

I know that when Jay had finally come home, I wasn't the best big brother, I wasn't there for him like I should've been, Mouse was. Even so, it should've been me. When we were kids, I always watched out for him, but as I got older, especially after I left for college and for New York, we drifted apart. That was part of the reason why I came back to Chicago. I wanted fix that relationship, as well as the relationship between Jay and our Dad.

What I found out though, was that Jay already had a family in the Intelligent unit, and despite that, he was still pretty closed off on what was going on inside his head. I think Erin and Mouse were the only people he ever really opened up to. Even though I knew they would always look out for him, I always stayed conscious of the fact that one day Jay could get seriously hurt, or maybe even worse, but I was in no way prepared for the Friday morning when I got a call that there was a Detective Alvin Olinsky waiting for me outside.

I went out the front doors and there was Al. I only needed one look from his face to know that something happened to my little brother. I almost fell to my knees. Alvin quickly came to my side and told me that Jay was still alive, but that an undercover op had gone wrong and that the guy that they were trying to get, Keyes, had taken him. Somehow in those 2 minutes, I forgot how to breathe. I barely felt Alvin pull me to the side and had me sit on one of the benches by the door.

The next thing I was aware of, April was sitting on my left, her gentle hand rubbing my back, and Alvin sitting on my right, waiting calmly.

"Don't worry Will. We'll get him. We're making a trade tomorrow morning. We will get Jay back and we will make the b*****ds pay. The important thing to remember is that he's alive." Alvin told me, only one clear thought entered my mind from that statement though.

"How do you know he's still alive?" I whispered. I turned to look at the detective, who's face suddenly paled. He looked down at his feet then looked back up at me, completely poker faced.

"Keyes sent a video, and called us with his demands." Alvin answered honestly, though he spoke like had to force the words out. I felt my breakfast threaten to make a reappearance as I place my head in my hands, trying to keep from actually throwing up.

"Don't worry Will. We'll take care of everything." Then I heard the creaking of the bench as the detective stood up, and his footsteps on the pavement as he walked away.

"It's going to be okay Will. Your brother's tough, and if what I've heard about Sergeant Voight is right, then he will do whatever it takes to get Jay back." April told me, her hand still rubbing my back. Wait, when did she show up, how did she know to come outside?

"What are you doing out here, how did you know?" I barely recognized my own voice, it was so shaky and broken.

"I was looking for you, you had a patient and I saw you almost fall and that guy, I'm guessing a detective from Jay's unit," I nodded and she continued, "So I came outside to check on you."

After a few minutes, April said, "Take the day off okay?" But I shook my head.

"No, I have to do something, I can't just go home and do nothing, and just wait for news. It'll drive me crazy." I explained.

"But you will be too distracted if you try to continue working, and you know that doctors aren't allowed to work when they're compromised. It's okay. Go home, I'll take care of it." I looked back up at her and, oh my she was so beautiful when she smiled. I could never say no to her when she smiled. So I nodded and headed back inside to change and grab my stuff, then I made my way home.

As I sat on the couch, I really wish I did fight April on staying at work. It was maddening, just waiting for the phone to ring, knowing it wouldn't be until tomorrow that I got any news. Still it didn't stop me from staying by the phone as the hours went by. I found myself continually looking at the other side of the couch where Jay would always sit, as if I kept expecting him to be there beside me and ended up feeling disappointed and more worried every time I found the spot empty.

I looked at the clock, 9:20pm. I had no idea that those hours had passed. While it felt like each minute was an eternity, the hours had passed far faster than I would've thought possibly. It was then that my stomach made its pain known. I realized I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. Thinking it would kill some time, and might help for me to do something, I stood up, went to the kitchen and warmed up some pizza. By the times I was done eating and cleaning up the dishes, I went back to the living room. The clock now read 9:45 pm. I sat back down on the couch and continued waiting for a phone call I knew wouldn't come until the morning.