A/N: So so so sorry I haven't updated this story in a while. I wasn't sure if I was going to continue it at first but I just got inspired to do it so I hope you enjoy!

Erin work up with two things the next morning: a pounding headache and a bone to pick.

Who the hell did he think he was?

He shows up after all this time and he doesn't even have the respect, the decency to come talk to her himself. Well she was sick of it, sick of him always making the decisions, sick of always being the last to know.

She was going to find him and they were going to talk, if nothing else than for her to tell him where he can go shove it.

Erin rolled out of bed, took an advil, and got into the shower ready for the day. After she was finished getting ready she headed to work, skipping her morning coffee. Her new found anger was acting enough like caffeine.

On her way to work she decided that she was going to find a way to contact Sam. If he didn't try to reach out again she'd just have to find him. She mentally kicked herself for not at least getting a phone number from him yesterday.

She also added apologizing to Sam on her to-do list. She was short with him yesterday, and rightfully so, but she still felt the need to tell him she was sorry. Her own shock and disbelief was clouding her judgement. Who could really blame her though?

As mad as she had been, it was still good to see him.

She pulled open the door of the station and walked in, giving a quick nod and hello to Platt, then made her way up the stairs.

When she came to the top she was met with her team's faces. Kevin looked up from his desk and gave a little wave to greet her. Ruzek came up from behind her and slung his arm across her shoulder.

"Hey Lindsay, how is it you call it an early night, but you wake up later than the rest of us?" Adam asks playfully.

"You do look like you lost a little beauty sleep Ruzek," she jokes back and walks to her desk.

She organizes a couple of papers she had left messily strewn on her desk yesterday and then looks up. Across from her she sees Jay staring at her. She wanted to say something but she didn't know what. She never knows what to say to him anymore.

"Hey," that's safe enough she thought.

"Hey," he said back seemingly surprised she even said something to him.

The conversation didn't seem to be going much further and she wasn't going to stick around to find out.

That coffee was sounding more appealing right about now. She got up and made her way over to the break room. When she walked in she saw Al pouring himself a cup. She walked over to grab a mug and say good morning.

He gave her a good morning of his own and then turned to leave. As she was pouring her cup she heard him stop for a second and turn back around.

"The guy that came into the bar yesterday, was that who I think it was?" He asks her, catching her slightly off guard. She doesn't really know why she's surprised, of course he'd remember the guy. He may be older but he still looked like the same old Sam. Sometimes even she forgets that Al has been there for almost half of her life, forgets that he knows more about her than a lot of people.

"Yeah it was," she responds.

"Should we be worried?" He asks looking unsure if it was his place to ask.

"Not at all, he just wanted to stop by and say hi when he was in town," well it wasn't a complete lie.

"Okay," he pauses, looking like he's debating on saying the next part, "Does Hank know?"

"No, I haven't mentioned it to him, but I don't think he needs to be concerned with it. Just two old friends saying hey," it's not that Erin didn't want to tell Voight, she just didn't see the need to.

"Okay then," the older man said, "I'd add some sugar to the coffee, it's a little burnt".

Erin was thankful for the change in subject and smiled in return.

"Thanks," she said back, "for the concern and for the advice".

"Anytime," he nodded and then left the room.

She had always admired the man. He reminded her of Hank in a lot of ways but was also so different. He was more calm, more patient at times.

Erin added a couple packets of sugar to her cup and then walked back out to her desk.

The day went on like usual, they got a case and each of their assignments. She hadn't gotten any 'we need to talk' looks from Voight, which she figured meant Al hadn't said anything to him about last night. She realized that she never specifically asked him not to say anything, but was thankful that he hadn't.

A question filled Voight was the last thing she needed to add to her plate.

On their way back from questioning a pawn shop owner, Erin was driving with Jay in the passengers seat. She was going over the details of the case in her head when a voice interrupted her thoughts.

"So who was that at the bar last night?"

She glances over to see Jay's questioning eyes on her. His voice sounded casual but his eyes showed there was something more. It looked like the question had been bothering him all day. She had been so distracted with everything she must have not realized.

"Just an old friend," she said trying to keep the same casual tone.

"What did he want?"

His question seemed a little prying to her but she answered anyways, "He just wanted to stop by and let me know he was in town. He moved away a couple of years ago," she explained.

Erin saw Jay nod out of the corner of her eye. He was quiet for a moment and she had almost thought that was going to be the end of the conversation, but then he spoke up again.

"Are you in some kind of trouble Erin?" His voice was less casual this time.

Well that was direct.

"No," she let out a small laugh.

"Because I know we're in a weird place right now, but you can always tell me," he says quickly.

'A weird place' hmm, yeah I guess that's one way to describe it.

She thought about saying this out loud but decided against it. She didn't want to fight with him. She had enough on her mind already.

They arrive back at the station and she puts the car in park. Before getting out she turns to Jay.

"Thank you for that, but I promise, there's no trouble." She tries to assure him.

He looks hesitant for a second but then nods, "Okay," he says letting out a puff of air.

"Okay," she repeats.

They get out of the car and head back up to their desks.

The team shares their information with each other for the case until eventually Hank calls it a night. As they're leaving Jay comes up next to her.

"I think the team is going to stop by Molly's for a little, are you coming?"

"Um not tonight," she answers,"think I might just head home, I'm pretty tired."

"Yeah, okay maybe next time then," he offered.

"Yeah definitely," she said.

Jay felt like there was something off about her but he didn't know if it was because of what was going on with them, or if it was something else.

"Well have a nice night," he said to her.

"You too, have fun," she replied back and gave a slight wave goodbye.

When she got home she started her research.

She knew motels were a good start. But the city was full of them and she had no idea how to narrow it down. She figured she could try to find the brothers by name, but it was unlikely that would be any easier.

She wished she had gotten more information from Sam. Why they're here, where they're staying, how long they're staying.

She wasn't so sure if she wanted to know the answer to that last one.

A/N: So there it is I hope you liked it, let me know! (Also I was thinking of making Sam and Dean bounty hunters instead of hunters but I'm not sure yet)