If You're Strong, You'll Survive

Author: LexysCPD
Words: 1,146
Disclaimer: Don't own Chicago PD, or the plot.
Author's Notes: 53, 53 freakin' follows! That's a lot, to me, for one chapter. Thank you all. So on with the story.

Erin tackling the big guy down, it made my night. Oh my gosh, the next episode. Everyone against Jay, I wasn't expecting it. I wonder who really killed Lonnie. He did deserve to die.

Three chapters, three stories in one night. I was writing this while Chicago PD, but I was eating at the same time.

Title of Chapter: Pokemon: Battle Frontier

Uploaded: March 19, 2014

He was sitting in the chair. The doctor told him she had lost a lot of blood. She had collapse during the surgery. She was okay now. She was to wake up soon. He had never been so scared in his life. He remembered the phone call. It was still in his head.

"Erin? Hello? Erin," the person called, a little concern.

"Jay," she said softly, as her head fell and her eyes closed.

"Erin? Erin!" Jay called, not receiving an answer.

He wondered why she called him, and not Voight. The older man would have known what to do. Jay didn't. He froze, not expecting Erin there, lying down in her pool of blood. He had seen many of his friends die in the army, many in front of him, but none had meaning to him as much as Erin meant to him. She was special to him.

He rubbed his eyes, as he listened to the heart monitor. The consistency was like music in his ears, telling him she was going to be okay.

She was going to be okay.

Chicago PD

Voight rushed into the room. He froze when he saw Erin lying on the hospital bed. She was pale. He could see the IV needle sticking out of her hand. He saw Halstead sleeping on the chair next to her. He walked up to him and shook him until he woke up.

Jay jumped up, thinking Erin had woken up. He was disappointed when he realized she was still asleep. He looked around and saw Voight staring down at him.

"What happened?" Voight asked, wanting answers. He needed answers, about what happened to Erin.

"Sh-she called me. She called me after it happened. She lost consciousness while on the phone with me," he stated.

Chicago PD

Jay rushed to Erin's apartment. He couldn't hear anything over the phone. It was quiet, too quiet. He was worried. He drove, not paying attention to the laws. For all he knew, it was life or death, and he'd rather go to prison than to let Erin die.

Luckily for him, he wasn't stopped. He reached the apartment. He got out of the car, leaving his keys in ignition, and the door. His car wasn't important. Erin was. He rushed to her home and tried the doorknob. He knocked on the door.

He didn't wait for another second. He moved back, and kicked the door down. He rushed inside, and felt sick when he saw her. She was lying, faced down on the ground. He ran to her, and turned her around. Her phone fell to the floor, his name on her phone.

"Erin, wake up. C'mon girl, open your eyes," he whispered, as he tapped her cheek. He looked for the wounds. He found two, both on her abdominal region. He took off his jacket and pressed it against the gun wounds.

He took on hand off and called the ambulance. He told them where they were. He told them about the wounds. He stayed on the phone with them, as he tried to stop the bleeding as much as he could.

He heard her moan. He turned his attention to Erin, and saw her trying to wake up.

"Come on Erin, you can do it. Open your eyes," he whispered, putting the phone down and turning pressing on the wounds with both hands.

"Ju-Jus," she slurred from the blood loss.

"Jus what? Just something?" he asked, getting closer to her, wanting to hear better.

"J-Jusin, secre" she whispered, right before falling unconscious.

"Erin, come on, don't do this to me," he begged as he heard the ambulance in the background.

He stayed there, until the paramedics took over.

Chicago PD

"She said Justin?" Voight asked, frowning, as he sat down on the other side of Erin.

"And "secret", what secret?" Jay asked, frowning. He knew there were secrets if it involved Voight, but he wondered what it was.

Voight ignored him and stared at Erin's sleeping face.

"She didn't say who did this?" he asked, changing the subject.

Jay shook his head. "Why did she call me? Dawson is closer in her contacts."

"We have to wait for her to wake up," the other man responded, as he stood up.

"Where are you going?" Jay inquired, as he watched his Sergeant walk out the room.

"I'm going to make a couple of calls, tell Olinsky, Dawson, and Ruzek to watch out," he said, leaving the room.

Jay just watched him leave, before looking back at Erin.

Chicago PD

"Have you told her?" Voight asked his son over the phone.

"No, I promise. She doesn't know," Justin responded, his voice confident.

"She knows there is a secret," Voight told him. "Have you told anyone about it?"

"N-no," he hesitated. Voight took in the tone. He knew Justin had just lied.

Justin hung up. Voight shook his head, before calling his team.

Chicago PD

"You have to wake up Erin," he whispered, as he grabbed her hand. He brought her hand up and pressed it against his chin.

It was morning, and Jay used his badge to stay the night. Erin's condition remained the same all night, meaning there was no sign that she would wake up anytime soon.

Jay wished she would wake up soon. There was a knock on the door. Jay moved away and ended any physical contact. He turned to the door, waiting for whomever it was to enter.

Justin entered the room, and walked to Erin. He either didn't see Jay, or chose to ignore him.

"I'll make him pay," he whispered. He stroked her hair. "He'll pay for what he did, I promise."

Jay watched him, not wanting to interrupt the moment.

Justin looked up and made eye contact with Jay. Neither man said anything, they just stared at each other.

They heard a groan. At the same time, they looked at Erin, and saw her trying to open her eyes.

"It's okay. You're okay, come on Erin, open your eyes," Jay whispered, as he moved to be closer to Erin.

Erin opened her eyes. She didn't say anything, but she looked around to make sure she was safe. She groaned in pain.

"Be careful. You're okay," Jay whispered, as he pushed Erin back down.

He felt Justin watching them. Jay just ignored it, as he calmed Erin down.

"I'm going to call my dad, tell him Erin woke up," the other man said. He looked at Erin and smiled at her. "I'm glad you're awake. I'll be back."

"How are you right now?" Jay asked, as he sat next to Erin.

"Okay, I guess," she whispered in response.

Jay smiled. "That's good. Just rest, your body is still tired. We'll talk about what happened when Voight gets here. "

Erin nodded and relaxed, waiting for her father figure.

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If We Just Fight For What We Have