! PLEASE READ! Hey guys! I know I just kind of disappeared and took my stories with me a while back. I had a lot of personal and family issues going on and I took some time to myself to deal with those. Things are still a bit rocky with my grandpa, and have been for quite some time. Honestly, I'm not sure if things with him will ever be the same. That's a one day at a time kind of thing. However, other issues in my life seem to be picking up! I've got a new job as of a few hours ago, and this morning my precious baby niece is finally here! I'm so in love with her, and you all best believe my ass will be there to love her and spoil her as soon as I get off work tomorrow!

But enough of me, as I said above, I know I just kind of disappeared off the face of the planet. I can't thank you all enough for the messages and kind words I received after leaving. I logged on the other day and all the messages seriously made me cry. You all rock. I hope I haven't burned any bridges, but I would really like to upload all my old fics, as well as a new Linstead fic I am thinking on. And if you guys are interested, I would love to continue with I Wished for this… Brooke and Jay still had quite a journey to go on so it's all up to you guys! I will start with posting this prologue and the chapters I already had done once more (with a few subtle changes – not much. Lexi (Jay's daughter) will now be known as Bria, short for Briana.) and you guys let me know where I can go from there. I'm going to go off your guys' thoughts and wishes.

I'll shut up now, I'm going to go channel my new found excitement into some writing for you guys! Please let me know what you all think! Xoxo

Chicago

"Halstead." Jay sits the coffee pot back on the burner and turns from his conversation with Ruzek, to his partner Antonio who was standing in the door. "Voight wants to speak to us." Jay nods his head and Antonio turns to walk away.

"What did you do now man?" Ruzek asks, chuckling when he gets the side eye from Jay. Jay makes his way out of the break room, sits his mug on his desk and then makes his way into Voight's office. Antonio was already sitting in front of Voight's desk and Jay takes the empty seat next to him.

"What's going on?" Antonio asks, confused. "Did we get something else?" He asks, referring to any clues to the case the unit was currently working on.

Voight hands them both a file before leaning back in his chair. He runs a hand over his face in frustration. "No, this son of a bitch has caught wind that we're on to him. It's been four days since we've gotten anything and I just got off the phone with Sergent Benson in New York. They caught a similar crime scene and victim this morning."

"And how do we know they're connected, sir?" Jay asks, glancing up from his file. Antonio was busy flipping through his own file, but Jay knew he was listening.

"We don't, but it's a pretty good shot it all is connected somehow. Since you two are spear heading this case, I'm sending you both to New York with the information. Let them in on all the details and maybe between your Intel and theirs, we can take this guy down for good."

Jay nod and Antonio closes his file, looking back up to his boss, waiting for instructions. "When do we leave? I'll have to get with Nadia about Bria." Jay asks, and Voight nods understandingly.

Voight knew it would be a big concern to Jay, leaving his daughter behind, and he understood completely. When Halstead had first joined the unit, he was skeptical about him. The kid had a smart ass mouth, and he often questioned Voight's motives, but he had seen him grow as a person and as a father over the last three years.

Jay had been through so much, and Voight had nothing but the utmost respect for the young detective. The day of Allie's funeral, Voight had made a promise to himself. He vowed that he would do anything to make sure that Bria had her father home with her at night, safe and sound. The child had been through enough in her three years of life.

"I understand Halstead, and that's why you're booked for a flight tomorrow morning." Jay nods, letting out a sigh of relief. "I know you hate leaving her, and you know I hate asking you to –"

Jay shakes his head. "No, I know that, and I understand completely. Tony and I have put so much time and work into this case and I want to be there to take this asshole down. Bria will be fine with Nadia for a few days, I just need to go call her." He pauses and smirks. "She's going to be so excited, she likes Nadia better than me as it is."

This causes Antonio and Voight both to laugh. "Alright, go make your call and you two take the rest of the day to get everything ready for your trip. See me before you leave." And with that, he turns back to another open file on his desk, dismissing them.

Tree Hill

"Brooke," Millie brings her hand up to cover the phone that was still glued to her ear. "There is a phone call for you."

Brooke doesn't bother to look up from the mannequin that she was currently working on dressing. "Take a message, I'm busy."

Millie sighs. "Brooke, its Victoria. She says it is urgent and can't wait."

Brooke rolls her eyes, setting the skirt she was working with on the chair and walking across the boutique. She doesn't say anything but holds her hand out, slightly annoyed. She brings the phone back up to her ear. "What mother?" She stays silent as she listens to Victoria bark out orders from the opposite side of the line.

"What?" She shrieks, causing Millie's head to fly up in panic from what she had been working on at the counter. "Victoria, no! The meeting was next week! I'm not done yet!" Once again, she's silent as Victoria continues. Millie raises an eyebrow at her, trying to get her to tell her what's going on, but Brooke doesn't budge. "Yeah, whatever. I'll figure something out. I'll see you then." And with that, she hangs up, slamming the phone on the counter.

"What's going on?" Millie finally asks, after realizing that Brooke wasn't going to offer it up on her own.

Brooke turns her attention back to the mannequin slipping the skirt on and positing it just right before glancing back at Millie. "Oh you know, Victoria is just trying to screw everything up once again. My big meeting with Macy's next week to show them my new line?" Millie nods as a way for Brooke to know she was following her and Brooke begins to pick up the stray clothes she hadn't used. "Well she moved it up to the day after tomorrow and my designs aren't done." By now, she had made her way back to the counter and she lays the clothes down, Millie taking them to put away. "So, I'm going home to cram and try to get my sketches done… you get us a flight for tomorrow ok?"

Millie nods, handing Brooke her purse and jacket.

Brooke slips her jacket on, and slips her purse over her shoulder. "Thanks Millie, you're the best." She says shooting her assistant a wink before turning and walking out the door.

New York

"Yes Victoria," Brooke replies hastily as she rolls her eyes. She was currently in line, waiting to order her and Millie's coffee. Millie was waiting outside, guarding her sketches. "I'm on my way. I stopped for some coffee." She pauses, listening to Victoria. "I still have plenty of time before the meeting – no you know what? I will be there when I get there!" She quickly hangs up, not leaving Victoria any chance to argue back with her.

"Next" the young girl behind the counter calls and Brooke steps forward, placing their drink order. Within a few minutes she has both drinks in hand, paid for, and turns to make her way to the door. She was too busy staring at her phone, only looking up when she collides with something hard. The coffee cup instantly flies out of her hand and splashes her feet.

"Oh my god," She hears a male voice start, and she closes her eyes in frustration. This was deffently not what she needed at this moment. "I am so sorry, are you ok? That didn't burn you did it?"

She slowly opens her eyes and glances down at the ground. "No, no burns. Now I'm just going to have to deal with Victoria with no caffeine in my system." She mumbles the last part, but the stranger doesn't miss it.

"Let me get you a new one."

Finally, Brooke looks up and she was met with breath taking blue eyes. She couldn't wipe the smile from her face as she took in his appearance. Dark jeans, blue sweater, black leather jacket. She very subtly runs her eyes over him, taking in his built appearance and charming smile. This guy was gorgeous. "No, no it's ok." She mumbles, still mesmerized by him.

"Come on," He offers her a smile, and she swears her heart was going to beat out of her chest. He locks eyes with hers and she has to fight to control her breathing. "It is the least I could do."

She shakes her head, giggling slightly. "I appreciate it. I really do, but I'm already running late to my meeting."

His smile falters, and she can hear a small bit of disappointment in his voice as he speaks. This makes her smile even more. "Oh, ok. Well, let me take you out tonight to make up for it then."

She was smiling so wide now, it hurt her cheeks. She shakes her head slightly, ignoring Millie standing outside the shop, pointing to her watch and telling her they were really running late. She couldn't find it in her to care all of a sudden. "I don't know."

"Please?" He asks, studying her intently. "I swear that I'm not a serial killer or anything." He laughs, holding his hands up.

She laughs, once again as she debates it in her head. Her resolve was slipping and soon enough she sighs, giving in. "Ok, ok fine." She reaches out and hands him the unspilt coffee. He gives her a confused look but takes the coffee anyways as she reaches into her purse. Seconds later she pulls out a small card and she exchanges it for the coffee. He looks down at the card in his hand, smirking. "This is my card, it has my number. Call me later."

He glances back up at her and nods. "Oh you bet I will –"He trails off searching for her name, and she smiles.

"Brooke," She extends her hand.

"Brooke," He smiles as her name leaves her lips. He reaches out and shakes her hand. "I'm Jay."

Just then, Millie sticks her head inside the door. She hated to break up the moment, but had no choice. If they were late, Victoria would have her head on a stick, not Brooke's. "Brooke, we really have to go now!"

Brooke nods to her assistant and turns back to Jay, shooting him an apologetic smile. "Well, it was nice to meet you Jay. I guess I'll talk to you later." She sends him a quick wink, causing his heart to stop momentarily, before she walks around him and out the door. She hands Millie her iced coffee and the two make their way down the sidewalk.

"He was cute." Millie smirks, side eying Brooke. Brooke was busy trying to look busy, glancing down at her phone.

"Tell me about it." She says thinking back to just moments before. This Jay guy was beyond cute, and she felt like a school girl at just the thought of him. It had been a long time since she felt like this, and she had only known him for a few minutes.

Jay was too busy watching her walk away, a huge smile on his face, to notice that Antonio had made his way back over to him. He only snaps out of it when Antonio clears his throat, and hands him a coffee.

"Smooth."

"What?" Jay questions, turning to look at his partner and friend.

Antonio laughs, clapping him on the shoulder. "You've been in this city one day and you've already spilled coffee all over a pretty girl. How did you manage to not only swoon a girl, but convince her to marry you and have a kid with you? You're a total dork."

Jay rolls his eyes, laughing. "Hey, it got me the date with her didn't it?" He smirks, referring to Brooke.

"Yeah, I guess it did." Antonio says, shaking his head in disbelief. "One day in the city and you've already got a date." By now, he was mumbling, mostly to himself. "How is this fair?"

Jay just laughs as he turns and heads for the door. "Let's go Dawson, Benson is waiting for us."

With the help of the New York SVU team, Jay and Antonio had managed to track down their perp. They were both more than relieved to have wrapped up this case, after spending months working it. Since they had jurisdiction and had been running the case, the perp was being sent back to Chicago for booking and to receive his punishment. He was already in protective custody and en-route while Jay and Antonio were in the city until they could catch a flight out.

After their long day, both detectives were exhausted. Antonio had called it a night and headed back to the hotel to get some sleep while Jay sat in the same coffee shop he had met Brooke in earlier that morning. His phone sat on the table in front of him, next to the small business card. The two were mocking him as he tried to gather the courage to actually call Brooke.

His mind was still racing from meeting Brooke, and he had truly meant it when he had asked her out. He was excited at the possibility, having not been on a date in many years. His wife had only lost her battle to lung cancer a little over two years prior and he had never had the urge to go out and date since she had , he had focused on raising their daughter. She had been the only girl he needed in his life… until he had met her.

Now, he could barely contain his excitement as he dialed the number on the card she had given him. He brings the phone up to his ear as it rings, and he silently prays that she hadn't given him a bogus number.

The line only rang three times before she answers, and he can't wipe the smile off his face as he hears her voice. "Brooke?"

He can hear the smile in her voice. "Jay, I was starting to wonder if you would ever call."

He chuckles. "Yeah, I'm sorry. Work took a little longer than I anticipated"

Brooke giggles from the other side of the line and his heart skips a beat. He shakes his head, trying to calm himself down. He barely knew this girl and she was driving him crazy already. "Oh, I understand that completely."

He smiles. "But I'm still up for that date if you are."

"Only on one condition." She reasons with him, and he doesn't hesitate.

"Name it."

"Let's keep it simple, I hate over the top." Her answer causes his smile to grow. She was perfect.

"Oh, I think we can manage that."

Thirty minutes after they hung up, Jay stopped by to pick Brooke up for their date.

They then took a cab across the city and stopped for some pizza. After they ate, they walked hand in hand through the busy city talking, and getting to know each other better. They had only been out for a few hours, but they both felt like they had known each other for years.

Both were certain they hadn't laughed this hard in a long time.

The pair was now walking through Central Park, hand in hand. "Ok Jay," Brooke trails off, trying to come up with another question. The two had been asking questions back and forth, trying to get to know each other better. "Have you ever been married?" She asks, glancing up at him.

She watched him intently as he stared off ahead of them. He seemed to be debating something, and she tugs on his arm so that he turns around to face her. "Hey, you don't have to answer that, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have –"

He shakes his head instantly. "No, it's ok. I don't mind to tell you about it or talk about it, I'm just afraid it'll scare you off."

She reaches out, taking his hand in hers. "Jay, nothing is going to scare me off. If you want, you can tell me, if not, I understand."

He glances down at their hands and smiles, giving it a slight squeeze before glancing back up at her. "I was married – for two years. We weren't married long when she got pregnant. It seemed like the perfect timing and for a long time it was. But toward the end of her pregnancy, she got really sick. She refused to go the doctor, but I knew something was wrong with her. Well, after Bria was born, she got worse. I managed to talk her into going to the doctor and" He trails off, taking in a deep shaky breath. Brooke watches him closely, squeezing his hand, giving him the courage he needed to speak again. "We found out she had lung cancer, and it had already spread. She died four months later."

Brooke was at a loss for words. "Jay –"

He shakes his head, shutting her off. "No, its ok, I'm ok now. I loved Allie so much, but things happen for a reason right? If it hadn't been for her, I would have never had Bria in my life. That little girl IS my life. She's the reason I'm still here. It was hard after Allie died, but I pulled through every day for her… for my daughter. She's the reason I still have my sanity."

Brooke couldn't stop the smile that formed from hearing him talk about his daughter. "And how old is Bria?"

Jay's look of despair was now replaced with a smile. He was a proud dad, and it made Brooke's heart swell. "She's three, going on thirty."

Brooke couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, let's see pictures. I know you have pictures of her." Her smile grew when Jay chuckled, but reached for his phone none the less. He starts scrolling the phone before handing it to her. "Oh Jay, she's precious!" And she truly was. She was a carbon copy of Jay and Brooke couldn't contain the feeling she felt in her heart.

He chuckles, taking his phone from her and stuffing it back in his pocket. "Thank you."

Brooke smiles at him and reaches forward to wrap an arm around his waist. In return, he wraps his arm around her shoulder and they begin to walk again. "What about you Miss Davis? Have you been married or have any children?"

Brooke laughs again, shaking her head. "Oh god no. I came very close a few years ago, or so I thought. I was dating this guy Julian, and I was crazy about him. I wanted him to propose to me, but he never did. He got a job in Australia producing a movie, and never came back." She sighs slightly, glancing back up at him. She was smiling, but he could see the longing in her eyes. "And as for kids – no, I do not have any. I would love some, I love kids more than anything, but I've never met the right guy."

Jay nods his hand understandingly. "So, I told you what I do, but what about you? What do you do for a living?" He asks, changing the subject having seen the look in her eyes.

Brooke laughs, and they stop, sitting on a nearby bench. "I own a fashion company."

His eyes light up. "Wow, impressive." She rolls her eyes playfully at his tone. "Anything I've ever heard of?"

She bites her bottom lip, before mumbling. "Clothes over bros."

He chuckles at the name, before nodding his head. "Ahh, so you're that Brooke Davis." She nods her head, laughing as well. "My friend and daughter's nanny is constantly talking about how much she loves your clothes."

"Well she has good taste then." Brooke says, smirking.

"That she does." Jay chuckles, his eyes never moving from watching hers. Brooke glances back up at him, and they lock eyes. Before either knows what was going on, they had both leaned in and their lips were fused together. Jay doesn't hesitate to bring his hand to rest on her cheek, as she moves to deepens the kiss.

Much to her dismay, Brooke pulls back a moment later as she needs a second to catch her breath. Jay's hand still rested on her cheek and their faces were only mere inches from one another.

She glances from his eyes, down to his lips before glancing back up and locking eyes with him once more. "It's getting kind of cold; you wanna go back to my hotel?"

A small smirk slowly makes its way across Jay's lips as he reaches for her hand. "Let's go."

So what do you guys say? Should I post what I have done and then start new chapters for this story? Also keep in mind I will be posting my Linstead fics as well! Let me know what I should do!