Heya!

I'm a big fan of Chicago PD and writing has always been a wee hobby of mine hence the conception of 'The Linstead Chronicles'.

I'm no Salinger or Rowling, I'm half decent at the most . This is my first ever FanFic and I'm extremely nervous -I'd love and appreciate some kindness in your reviews to help me out!

As much as I adore reading Linstead Romance on this website, I intend to keep intact some semblance of the drama and plot Chicago PD packs to support my Linstead focus.

I really appreciate Reviews- don't be shy!

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S.S

Jay Halstead paced furiously as he impatiently waited for her to answer his phone call. He spent every free second he had in the past week trying to get a hold of her. "Come on Erin", he muttered.

He rubbed his temples and groaned, agitated by another failed attempt at reaching out to his now former partner. It had been five weeks since they'd cooled off an impetuous romance that blossomed during Lindsay's stint with the FBI when Nadia was mercilessly killed. Jay restrained himself from showing up at her door every night to check in for the sake of keeping things professional. He was now angrily cursing under his breathe in deep regret over not making more of an effort to stop Erin's downward spiral earlier. She had shut him out the day they'd returned from New York and he understood she needed time but when Voight informed him of her resignation and that Atwater was his new partner , Jay was stunned.

Erin Lindsay loved her job. She was the best cop he knew. She was the most beautiful woman he'd ever laid eyes on. He was sure that he loved her before they had to break it off and came close to telling her on countless occasions. Jay wasn't going to give up on her so easily even if she pushed him away further. The challenge was presently finding the MIA Erin Lindsay. He went to her apartment every night and knocked to no avail. Nights after a bust were spent sipping two large coffees in his car waiting for a glimpse of Erin entering her apartment. He had even tried enlisting Mouse's help to track her down but was caught by Voight. The icy glare from Voight was enough to dissuade Mouse from using his hacking talents to help Jay.

Feeling defeated and deflated by weight of the day's events, Jay sunk into his couch and poured himself half a glass of Scotch. Not having Erin by his side during shootouts , car chases and in the office to share the occasional flirty glance with had started to gnaw away at him. He missed her. He missed the low ,husky ,almost rough sound of her voice, the way she managed to simultaneously smell of coconut , oranges and gunpowder and most of all , her signature Erin Lindsay wit. He was still in love with her and would do whatever it took to bring her home.

As he sipped his drink he felt his phone buzz. I'm outside your apartment , are you home ? Need a place to hide - E

Jay practically flew out of his seat and swung the door open. Before him stood the woman who stole his heart. Erin Lindsay's eyes couldn't hide a sense of brokenness. Her skin had paled except for dark rings under her eyes which gave her a raccoon like appearance and she had lost weight, enough to see that her cheeks receded dimples that once could break hearts looked like they had never existed . She resembled a flickering light bulb that was about to fuse into a permanent darkness .Jay felt his breathing slow and chest ache. Without waiting another moment he threw his hands around her and buried his face into her hair. She stood still with her arms awkwardly at her side fighting the urge to let the tears filling her eyes flow freely and without caution. She felt Halstead's body convulse and automatically looped her arms around his waist. She muffled a sob into his shirt as he gripped her body tighter. That's when she knew the battle was a lost cause.

They stood motionless for quite a while, only the sounds of Jay's breathing and Erin's sniffling interrupting their synchronised silence. Jay didn't loosen his hold on her as she rested her forehead under his chin, her ten fingers interlocked over his lower back. "Erin", Jay finally manage. His throat was very dry and he felt his voice breaking. Not wanting to let go , he gently pulled himself back and took hold of both sides of her face. He stared into her bloodshot hazel eyes but found himself focusing on her lips which were bitten and cracked. "They're coming for me Jay ", she simply replied. "Who?" , he pulled back and gently squeezed her shoulders. " We can't stay here and I can't do this alone. I'm begging you to come with me. I'm terrified-

"Who's coming for you Erin? You need to tell me. I can call the unit, we can fix this -"

"No, you can't call them ! I've disappointed Voight enough. I got into some bad company with Bunny, made some wrong choices. I've managed to stop shooting up for the past three days but everything's clear now and I'm terrified. I owe 95 K in cash and I only had till yesterday to cough it up... ", her voice trailed off as her knees began to wobble. The tight knot that had inhabited her chest had finally begun wreaking havoc. Before she knew it , she felt her balance escape but two strong arms didn't let her fall.

" Let me grab my gun and badge. We can talk in the car ". He pressed his lips to her forehead and gave her one final embrace.

Hand in hand, they walked into the cool Chicago night uncertain of what tomorrow would look like.

" Jay", Erin whispered as they approached his car.

"Yeah?"

" You're still not driving ".

Jay couldn't help but laugh . As he handed over the keys swore he saw a shadow of a smirk in the darkness and a glimpse of hope and life in her eyes.