"Go talk to Voight!" Erin looked confused at Platt, someone she knew for over a decade. She then looked up at Jay who just squeezed her hand to show that no matter what, he'd be at her side. With fast steps they walked upstairs and were relieved when they saw that each colleague was alive. Something was definitely weird. Everyone was looking at Jay with a pity look and did not seem to know what to say.

"Okay guys, what the hell happened?" Erin asked openly into the room with frustration showing in her voice. Immediately Hank walked to his door, took a deep breath and then started talking "Lindsay, Halstead, into my room!" Both of them nodded in confusion and sat down in front of Hank who had closed the door as soon as they were in his bureau. Erin could tell that Hank was hesitating how to start talking, something that always freaked her out. It always meant that she was in trouble or something bad had happened.

"Hank, you're freaking me out. What is it?" Erin whispered and was glad that Jay was at her side.

"Sorry, kid", Hank apologized and started "That bastard Yates escaped prison with another inmate."

There it was. The bad news. Jay and Erin looked shocked at Hank. While Jay could feel his anger arise, Erin stared back blankly at her fatherly figure. Memories of Nadia promptly came up. Good ones but also bad ones. She didn't hear what Jay and Hank were talking any more but horrible pictures of her friend being tortured by Yates flooded her mind.

"How the hell could that happen?" Jay yelled angrily at his boss knowing that this was not his fault.

"I don't know but we are going to find out how and we are going to get this bastard back where he belongs to. Lieutenant Benson and her squad are already investigating and…"

Erin could see that Jay and Hank were talking but her mind could still not understand a word. She touched her head in pain when the headache started and moaned but then said in a strong voice "He should have landed in a grave in the first place!"

Hank looked sympathetically at her, "I know kid, I know! Lieutenant Benson and I talked to each other and we both think it's best if you don't join the investigations on the field but stay at the department, the others will…." Hank knew that Erin would flip out.

"What?" Erin asked shocked and stood up, "No, no, no! You cannot do that, Hank! He…he…murdered Nadia. He…" she stopped when she could tell that her voice broke from suppressed emotions that wanted to come out so badly. She had gone through a lot of therapy during her teens to learn to express her emotions in a better way. One of the methods was to take a deep breath when she realized that she wanted to destroy everything around her. So now, Erin took a deep breath.

"Erin", Jay started but was stopped immediately by his girlfriend.
"No! Don't you dare say that he's right." She turned around again and looked at Voight "I cannot sit here and do nothing. I own it to Nadia. I…"

"He might be after you, Erin" Hank answered and wrote something on a paper, "These words were found in his cell."

Erin took the paper in her hands and read it Cannot wait to see your beautiful face again, detective Lindsay.

Erin felt like she was going to vomit. For Yates this was all a game. They were his mice. He was the cat. "He is playing a game with us. Well, if he cannot wait to meet me, then let me be bait! That way we catch him."

"What?" Jay looked shocked at his girlfriend and couldn't imagine ever putting her into such danger. "Never!" he answered first and looked at Hank hoping that he would dismiss her idea as well. He was still having nightmares from seeing Erin in the hands of a rapist and sometimes wondered what would have happened if he had been one minute too late. There was no way his girlfriend would play bait now and put herself into danger. He was relieved when Hank shook his head. "That's too much of a risk."

"Nadia was not just my friend. She was everyone's. Why am I the only one who is not allowed to investigate?" Erin asked madly in frustration. Hank was not shocked when Erin hit her fist against the wall in anger. He knew such outbreaks and could tell that she was exploding from the inside.

"Because you are the only one I cannot trust to protect your own life. We all know how you dealt with loosing Nadia. You pushed and drugged away your pain. How can I trust you, not to do that again? I know you, kid and most important, I love you and I don't want to ever bury you. Ever."

Erin knew that Hank was right. Of course she was feeling better. The drugs were behind her and she was in a good relationship and happy but still she fought with her demons. "Can you promise me that you won't do anything risky if he is close by?" Hank asked calmly, already knowing the answer.

Erin hesitated. "It is not about me. It is about Nadia…and…"

"Nadia is dead. You are alive." Hank said harshly and regretted his words when he saw Erin's hurt look. Erin turned around and felt like running. She furiously opened the door and left his office by closing the door very loudly, making it clear to everyone that she was more than mad.

"Are you not talking to me now?" Hank asked when he sat down in front of the teenager, who was sitting at his couch.

"I am not talking to you!" Erin said furiously. "You ruin my whole life!"

"I bet I do!" Hank just nodded while reading the newspaper. It was the weekend and while the mother-son-weekend went pretty great, the "father-daughter" day didn't really go as planned. Hank had learnt to sometimes just ignore Erin's outburst instead of screaming back and fueling her anger even more. In some way Erin had managed to help him become a bit calmer. He decided to listen to her when she ripped the newspaper out of his hands and stood in front of him with crossed arms.

"I thought you're not talking to me but I hear you pretty loud, kid!" Hank smirked and took a sip from his coffee.

"First of all, I'm not a kid any more, so you can stop calling me kid and…"

"Never, you'll always be my kid. Next please", Hank tried to hide his laugh but of course Erin knew that he was not really taking her seriously at the moment.

"Stop laughing!" Erin screamed and walked after him when the doorbell rang and Hank went to open it. She was hurt when she saw Olivia Benson at the door. This was supposed to be her day with Hank but of course work went in between again. Not that she was in the mood for such a day anyways but nevertheless now her anger doubled.

"Hello Erin, how are you?" Olivia greeted the young woman with a smile. Hank had already warned Olivia about the upcoming tantrum of Erin. Olivia liked this young fiercely and brave woman. She knew about her past and had been shocked when Hank and Camille had told her that they would take her in. Camille was one of Olivia's longest and best friends and in the beginning Benson had been worried that they had not really thought about the impact of taking in a girl with such a history but Camille's frequently calls had convinced Benson that taking Erin in had been hard but good for everyone. Finally Camille had gotten the daughter she always wanted and seemed to be happy.

"Hello…I'm…"

"She's mad at me for throwing a guy - that bruised her whole neck - into a wall. He is lucky that I didn't do more!" Hank pointed at Erin.

Erin wanted to answer but somehow always felt a bit weird in front of Olivia. She liked the woman and truth to be told, she admired her for being a woman working at a police department and not having any fear – at least that was what Erin thought. She wanted Olivia to not think bad of her.

"Just give us a minute please," Hank told Olivia and walked into a room with Erin to finish their argument.

"You cannot do that to every boy that is interested in me. Everyone is going to know that I have this crazy old man sitting at home waiting to harass them. No one is ever going to date me then." Erin tried to keep her voice down. She didn't know that Olivia could still hear every word.

"You still have enough admirers that throw stones at your window at night." Erin looked shocked at Hank "Yes, I know that. It's not only you I am looking out but also these boys."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Do they know you're not only dating one boy, huh? From now on you date none of them. You are still grounded."

"For what? I'm fifteen. I am supposed to kiss. That's normal. Maybe you forgot because it's centuries ago since you were my age."

Olivia burst out into laughing in the other room. Erin was definitely a match for Hank and she admired how calm Hank stayed. That was a huge improvement

"First of all, you came home after curfew. Second, you were drunk!"
"I was not drunk. We just drank two beers. That's not…"

"Third", Hank interrupted her, "you are fifteen and he is about to turn eighteen and just got a girl pregnant. End of discussion!" Hank walked out of the room to Olivia who just greeted him with a pitiful smile.

"Teenagers" Hank just rolled his eyes "Do you want anything to drink?"

Erin was mad. Very mad. She laid on top of her bed and threw a ball at the wall again and again. On the one hand she wanted to scream at Hank and Camille for treating her like a baby and grounding her again. On the other hand she was also mad at herself for breaking a rule again and acting stupid. She picked up the pillow and screamed into it. After a while she realized that she was hungry and went downstairs. She didn't even look at Hank to show him that she was still mad. If Olivia was not there as well, Erin would have definitely continued the argument, instead she just whispered to herself "Great. So Camille and Jason have a fun time while I come second to the Chicago crime." Of course Hank had heard her whispering and turned around to the bored teenager.

"Does that mean that you changed your mind and now want to spend time with me?" Hank smirked and could tell how Erin tried to find the right words. "We just need to talk for about 15 minutes, then the two of us leave to…"

"To do what?" Erin interrupted him with a surprised look on her face. Hank rolled his eyes and took another deep breath. Having two teenagers at home was like living in a hormonal bubble that you could not escape. "To practice shooting."

"NO WAY!"

"Yes way"

"Oh my god. Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Erin hugged Hank tightly with a huge smile on her face. She loved practicing shooting like a real cop but Hank was always skeptical if it was the right hobby for her with all her anger inside and especially Camille didn't like Erin's fascination with guns. "But change first!"

"Why?" Erin looked down at herself. She liked her outfit that definitely showed too much of her skin. Hank just looked at Erin who immediately held up her hands "Okay, okay!"

Hank and Olivia laughed when Erin ran upstairs in a happy mood. "How can you survive such a mood swing?" Olivia smirked happily knowing that Hank understood the joke. "Well she's one of the best things that had ever happened to me and she has come so far already. I'm proud of her. She just hast to realize herself what a great person she is."

They didn't know that Erin had heard Hank's words and wiped away her happy tears. She had never imagined that anyone would ever say that she was the best thing that happened to them.