Jay groaned as the alarm rang out, not wanting to leave the warmth of the bed, and the woman curved into his side, her head against his shoulder, and her arm draped across his chest.

"No. Five more minutes." Jay mumbled, not willing to open his eyes, as he tightened his arms around her. And not willing to let her move out of his arms or out of their bed.

"Come on Jay we need to get up." Erin told him slapping her hand against his chest.

"I could make staying here worth your while." Jay told her suggestively, and in a sudden burst of movement rolled her beneath him.

"In five minutes? Wow I feel special." Erin retorted rolling her eye at her husband as she stroked a hand down his chiseled abs.

"Well we could take a shower together after. And you know, save both time and water." Jay told her with a smirk.

He dipped his head and captured her lips with his, in a kiss that started out slow and sweet, but heat quickly flared as Jay hand moved to grip her jaw, a move that never failed to turn her into a quivering mess. Jay deepened the kiss his tongue sliding against hers, as his hands inched underneath his old army t-shirt that she wore to bed.

With a groan Erin tore her lips from his.

"Jay we can't." Erin said breathlessly.

"Sure we can." Jay replied dipping his head towards hers again, undeterred when she turned her head so that his lips missed hers, a nipped a her neck a move he knew drove her wild.

"Thats not fair." Erin moaned out, grabbing Jay by the hair, and slammed her lips against his, all her arguments for getting up and starting the day disappearing around the same time the t-shirt Erin slept in was tossed to the floor.


Jay was leaning against the kitchen counter wearing only a pair of sweat pants and a satisfied smirk on his face, as he shoveled cereal into his mouth and waited for Erin to get out of the shower.

When he'd tried to join her, she'd slammed the door in his face muttering about his abs being a distraction she didn't need.

"Shit." He hear Erin mutter from the bedroom.

"What's wrong?" Jay asked putting his empty bowl in the sink.

"Dammit I knew there was a reason I set my alarm so early this morning." Erin said as she entered the kitchen, sending Jay an icy glare, while trying not to notice his six pack, well eight if she were being totally honest, her husband was very well put together, that defined chest, that delicious v that made her want to...

Erin shook her head trying to break out of her Jay induced trance.

"What?"Jay asked with a shrug of his shoulders.

"This is all your fault." Erin said pointing a finger at her smug looking husband.

"I had an appointment this morning before work, one that I'm now late for."

"So ring and reschedule, tell them something came up." Jay said, then smirked again when he realized what he'd said.

"What are you twelve?" Erin asked with a disgusted shake of her head, before walking down the hallway, stopping briefly to get her badge and gun out of their lockbox.

"Hey are you leaving without me?" Jay asked a he followed her down the hallway.

"Yes. I can't just reschedule this appointment, it took me weeks to get it." Erin told him. "You'll have to find your own way to work.

"Come on I'll be five minutes." Jay told her.

"Yeah I know all about your 'five minutes.' Call Ruzek get him to pick you up." Erin said shrugging into her coat.

"I'll see you later at the district." Erin promised and opened the front door.

"What no kiss?" Jay asked her with a raised eyebrow.

"No. You got far more than that this morning. And if Hank asks where I am just tell him its all your fault." Erin said with a smirk of her own.

"That's just cruel." Jay called out as she shut the front door.

Jay and Adam, raced up the stairs that lead to the Intelligence Unit, just minutes before they would be officially late.

"You're looking way to happy for someone in danger of being chewed out by his boss for being late." Adam said shooting a knowing glance over at Jay who had a stupid smirk on his face.

"We aren't late yet." Jay said looking down at his watch. "And besides man, you can't talk you're always late."

"Exactly, he expects me to be late. Not you. You and Erin are always here early. Speaking of you never said why you needed a lift or where Erin is for that matter?"

"She had a thing." Jay replied as they walked into the bullpen, then muttered under his breath as he saw the rest of the unit already there and looking at Hank Voight who was standing in front of the whiteboard, on which two photos were pinned up on.

"What's Mark Davis doing up there?" Jay asked as he recognized the face of the undercover cop he had worked with in Gangs, before he transferred into Intelligence.

"Nice of you two to finally join us." Hank, his tone letting them know he was in no way impressed with fact that they weren't already at their desks.

Antonio stood up to join Hank in front of the white board.

"Mark has been in deep cover on a joint operation with Organized Crime investigating a gambling syndicate. Last night Nancy Davis came in to report their daughter Rebecca Davis missing." Antonio told them.

"Do you think that her disappearance has something to do with the case Mark is working on?" Jay asked as he sat on the edge of his desk. He had worked with Mark six, maybe seven years ago on a case, they'd become friends. He'd spent a bit of time with Nancy and Rebecca or Becky as she'd been know by back then. Jay figured she would have to be around twelve now.

"If we knew that–" Hank started but was cut off by Antonio.

"We are looking into that. Although we have no reason to believe his cover has been blown, he doesn't meet his handler for another three days, so there is no real way of knowing." Antonio told them.

"What did Nancy say when she reported Becky missing?" Jay wanted to know.

"You know them?" Adam asked.

"Yeah I worked with Mark, and spent a bit of time with him and his family nearly seven years ago." Jay said walking towards the whiteboard to look up at the picture of Rebecca Davis.

"What do we know?" Jay asked shooting Hank a wary glance.

"Nancy went to pick Rebecca up after soccer training yesterday afternoon, only to find she wasn't there, she never showed up at training. She was last seen at school just after lunch. Word from the school is she wasn't feeling well and went home sick. A fact wasn't passed on to Nancy at the time. It was only when she started making calls after Rebecca wasn't at soccer training that she found that out." Antonio added.

"Alright Antonio you take Atwater and head out to the school. I want to know why they let a kid wander off without her parents knowing about it." Hank told them.

"Al can you a Ruzek go and find out any information you can on the OP Mark was working." He continued, before looking at Jay. "My office." Was all he said.

"Where's Erin?" Hank wanted to know when Jay joined him in his office.

"Um she had a thing." Jay told him.

"A thing?" Hank questioned clearly unimpressed with Jay's explanation of his missing partner.

"Jay I stuck my neck out when the Commander wanted to split up your partnership when you got married, saying that you were better off partnered together than separated. I warned you and Erin to keep your personal life separate. If you're having problems at home they stay at home" Hank told him.

"And we have. We aren't having problems." Jay retorted starting to get pissed off.

"Then where the hell is she?" Hank demanded.

"She had an appointment before work this morning, she'll be here as soon as it's finished." Jay assured his boss.

Hank just narrowed his eyes at Jay, not quite sure if he believed the younger Detective. He'd tried to ring Erin earlier but found her cell phone was turned off which wasn't like her at all.

"If she's not here by lunch you and me are going to have a problem." Hank promised. "Now I want you to head out the the Davis house and see if Nancy Davis can give you any more information."

As much as Jay wanted to say something more he held his tongue and headed out of Hank's office, grabbed his jacket and the address off Mouse and headed down the stairs.

As soon as he cleared the front steps of the Twenty-first district he took his phone out of his jeans pocket a dialed Erin.

Jay frowned when she didn't answer, but figured she was still at her appointment. Deciding to send her a text instead.

Jay: Hank's convinced we're having problems. So tempting to tell him exactly how we spent this morning. You owe me. I'll think about how you can make it up to me tonight ;)

The drive out the Davis house took Jay about fifteen minutes. He parked in the driveway of the tidy two story yellow weatherboard house and got out of the 300.

He climbed up the three steps to the front door and knocked on the front door waiting for someone to answer the door.

Moments later the door opened revealing a disheveled Nancy Davis.

"Jay? Jay Halstead?" Nancy questioned when she recognized the handsome Detective standing on her doorstep.

"Hi Nancy. How are you holding up?" Jay asked and stepped inside when she opened the door wider.

"I've been better. I keep on hoping I'll wake up and this will all be a bad dream. I want my baby back Jay." Nancy told him as she led him into the lounge room and motioned for him to take a seat with a hand that was clutching a cell phone, almost like a life line.

"We are doing everything to make sure that happens I promise." Jay assured her.

"I heard they were giving the case to Intelligence. I forgot you transferred there." Nancy said rubbing a hand over her tired eyes.

"I know you've probably already been through this a hundred times, but I just need you to take me through what happened yesterday. Step by step. Did anything strange happen?" Jay needed to know.

Nancy spent the next thirty minutes accounting for nearly every minute of the day before, while Jay took notes and asked the standard questions. No, there weren't any problems at home. Yes, Becky was doing well at school.

"I wish he was here he'd know what to do. I can't help but think if her were here this wouldn't have happened." Nancy told him sadly.

"We're trying to get ahold of him." Jay assured her knowing between Hank and Al one of them would have the contacts to get Mark home.

"How does your wife cope with the job?" Nancy questioned him when she spotted his wedding ring.

"She's a cop too. She also happens to be my partner on the job." Jay told her with a small smile as he thought of Erin.

"Wow. I didn't think that was allowed."

"Yeah well you don't know my boss Hank Voight. He's not exactly by the book. He and Mark would get along well." Jay told her with a smile.

"Please bring them home." Nancy pleaded with him.

"I will do everything within my power to do that." Jay assured her.

Nancy was walking Jay to the front door when her cell phone rang, she glance down at the number, frowning when she saw the number.

"What is it? Jay asked.

"I had two calls from that number yesterday, but there was no one there when I answered." Nancy told him.

"You don't know that number?" Jay asked and when Nancy shook her head, "May I?" Jay asked and Nancy handed him the cell phone.

Like the day before there was no one there and Jay hung up. He quickly dialed Mouse and got him to trace the number.

"Do you think that has something to do with Becky going missing? Do you think it has something to do with the case Mark is working on?." Nancy asked.

"I'm not sure yet but I will find out." Jay told her.

Mouse rang him back within minutes and was able to tell him that the phone call came from a burner phone and had originated from an old factory down town that seemed to have a connection to the case Mark was working on. Jay then spoke to Hank who had arranged for a couple of uniforms to come and pick Nancy up and take her back to the precinct in case she was in danger.

Mouse sent Jay address of the old Factory and Jay waited until Nancy was safely in protective custody, before he climbed into the 300 and punched the address that mouse gave him into the GPS. Jay was about half way there when his phone buzzed with an incoming call from Hank.

"Go for Halstead."Jay answered his phone.

"I just heard back from Al. Mark's cover was compromised. They made him."Hank told him.

"Organised Crime executed a raid this morning and have all the major players of the gambling syndicate they were investigating in custody. But Mark and Rebecca were no where to be found. And no one is talking. The factory seems to be out only lead."

I'm heading there now I'm about four minutes out." Jay told him.

"The rest of the team about ten minutes behind you. Erin and I a couple behind them. Halstead do not enter the building until the rest of us get there." Hank told him and ended the phone call.

Jay tuned on the lights and put his foot down and sped towards the factory.

Jay arrived at the dilapidated factory ahead of his other team members, the factory appeared to be empty, no other cars in sight. Jay parked so that no one driving by could see his car. He got out of the car and grabbed his vest out of the boot before quickly strapping it on and putting the ear piece of his radio in his ear. Once he was suited up he headed towards the building to do some recon before the rest of the team arrived. Luckily for them the factory was only on one level so Jay could get a decent look around while he waited for the rest of the team to arrive.

With nothing visible at the front of the building, Jay made his way to the back. He could see some kind of opening about half way along and headed towards that. As he approached the opening he could hear a noise coming from inside the building. He unholstered his gun and peered inside the hole, and saw them.

Mark was chained up to a support beam about ten meters in front of where Jay stood and Becky was tied to a chair just beyond that. The noise Jay had heard was Becky crying while Mark tired to break free of his confines.

"Shit." Jay muttered

"What's your ETA?" Jay spoke into his radio.

"We're three minutes out." Antonio replied.

"I have eyes on both Mark and Becky Davis." Jay told the rest of the team.

"Any sign of anyone else." Alvin asked him.

"Negative. No other movement at all." Jay confirmed.

"I'm going in." Jay said into his radio.

"Jay wait for back-up –" Erin started but was drowned out by a thud and Becky's scream.

"Shit." Jay muttered again and entered the factory.

"Chicago PD." Jay identified himself. "Mark it's Jay Halstead. I need to know that both you and Becky are ok?"

"We're ok. How did you find us?" Mark asked in disbelief, not really believing that someone had come to their rescue.

"I was with Nancy. She got a phone call that originated from here." Jay explained as he made sure Mark's wounds were all superficial.

"Is she ok did they get her?" Mark asked worried about the safety of his wife.

"She's fine, she's back at the twenty-first district. She'll be happier when she sees you both." Jay assured his old friend as he crouched down next to where Becky had tipped over in the chair she was tied to.

"Hey Becky I'm Jay. You probably don't remember me but I used to work with your dad." Jay told the girl as he checked her over for any injures. Thankfully she appeared to be unharmed.

"I remember you. You brought me a soccer ball." Becky said with a small smile.

"That's right I did too." Jay said with a laugh, surprised she remembered, because he had forgotten until she reminded him.

"Are you here to help me and Daddy?" Becky asked him.

"I sure am." Jay told her and quickly untied her. Once he had the ropes untied he helped Becky to her feet and moved back to where Mark was.

"Jay I need you to get Becky out of here." Mark told him.

"I'm going to get you both out of here." Jay assured him, but Mark just shook his head sadly.

It was then Jay saw what the problem was, and cursed himself for not noticing it earlier.

"Antonio I need you to come to the back of the building, there's a hole about half way alone I'm going to send Becky out to you." Jay said into his radio.

"On my way now. Everyone else is in place. Tell us what you need." Antonio told him.

"Becky you see that hole in the wall over there I need you run over there. My friend Antonio will be waiting for you." Jay told her.

"Go on baby. You've been so brave. Just do this one last thing for me, then you can see Mommy." Mark told her with a sad smile.

"Love you daddy." Becky hold her father.

"Love you too baby." Mark told her. "Go on." He said and she raced to where Antonio now stood in the middle of the hole in the wall.

"I need everyone to stay out of the building." Jay spoke into his radio.

"What's going on Jay?"Alvin asked.

"I've got a bomb in here." Jay said as he knelt down next to Mark to get a better look at the bomb.

"We can have the Bomb Squad here in under ten minutes." Al told him.

"That's great. But we don't have that long." Jay told him sardonically.

"How long do you have?" This time the question came form Hank.

"Just over three minutes." Jay said, risking a look at Mark, who seemed resigned to that fact that it was over for him.

"Jay go get out of here. There's no way you can get me out of these in time. Just leave me and go." Mark pleaded.

"I can't do that man." Jay replied.


Erin and Hank were moving towards the back of the old factory when Erin heard Jay say over the radio, that there was a bomb in the building.

She came to an abrupt stop, as the ground seemed to tilt beneath her.

Then the radio was just white noise in her ear, while her mind screamed out for Jay.

"Erin we need to get back." Hank told her pulling he back away from the old factory, pulling her away from Jay.

"No we need to get him out." Erin said as she struggled to get out of Hank's grasp.

"He knows what he's doing." Al said trying to reassure her.

"Jay I need you to get out of there." Erin said into her radio, when there must be about two minutes to go.

"Erin –" She heard Jay's voice in her ear.

"Jay get out of there now." Erin pleaded again when there must have only been a minute left, as Hank and Al ushered her further and further away from where Jay was.

"Erin, I love you." She heard him say.

"No. You don't get to do that." Erin told him angrily. There must have only been seconds left.

"Get out of there now Jay –" Erin demanded again, but was cut off by a pop and then a loud bang. Then the ground shook as the factory exploded in a fiery mess of flames and debris.

Erin screamed as Hank held her back, and then held her up, as her legs collapsed out from underneath her.

Somewhere in the back of her mind Erin registered the sound of sirens and voices.

"Jay?" Erin said brokenly into her radio, but was only greeted with silence.

The next thing Erin knew she was sitting in the back seat of Hank's Escalade watching in a daze as Firefighters streamed in and out of the partly flattened and twisted structure.

"Erin." Hank called out leaning down so he was in her line of sight and tried again. "Erin we found Jay –" was all he was able to get out before Erin lurched to her feet, "Erin he's ok. Banged up a little. They're going to take both him and Mark into Chicago Med to be checked over." Hank explained to her as he led her towards the ambulance.

It was only when Erin got into the ambulance and saw with her own two eyes that Jay was indeed alive, that she felt like she could breath again.

The trip to Chicago Med was quick, but Erin was concerned that Jay was still unconscious.

Jay was wheeled away when they arrived at the ED, and Erin was forced to wait out in the hallway while Jay was checked out.

"Erin what are you doing here." Will Halstead asked as he saw his sister-in law pacing outside of one of the examination rooms in the ED

"Jay." Was her only answer.

"What happened? Is he ok? Will asked worriedly.

"There was a bomb. They said he was going to be ok." Erin told him.

"Wait here I'll see what I can find out." Will told her and walked into the room where they were working on Jay.

The longer Erin waited the angrier she got. She couldn't believe Jay walked into that building without waiting for back-up something they both promised they would never do again. She was even more pissed at the fact that he hadn't gotten out of the building the second he realized there was a bomb in there. She couldn't believe she had nearly become a widow only six months after getting married.

By the time Hank and Alvin arrived at Chicago Med, Erin was so mad she could barely contain herself.

Erin stopped mid pace when Will walked out of the examination room with that stupid Halstead grin on his face, which only served to make her angrier.

"Is he ok?" Erin asked through gritted teeth.

"He's going to be fine. Apart from a concussion he's perfectly alright. You can go in if you want." Will told her.

"Good." Erin said before turning and walking back down the hallway, despite the fact that Will and Hank were calling her name, Erin continued walking until she was out the front of Chicago Med.

Despite Hank's protestations that she get back inside the hospital and go see Jay, Erin refused and eventually Hank gave in and agreed to drive her back to the precinct, leaving Alvin to stay with Jay.

Erin could feel Hank's eyes on her throughout the drive back to the precinct, but she just ignored him, slumped down the the passenger seat, her arms crossed.

"Erin what the hell is going on with you?" Hank asked, not willing to let her get away with her silence any longer.

"You mean apart from the fact that my husband nearly got himself blown up?" Erin all but snarled back, glad when they pulled into the car park out the back of the Twenty-first district.

"Erin if you are Halstead are having problems –"

"Hank we aren't having problems."

"Oh so it's perfectly acceptable and normal behavior to leave your partner who also happens to be your husband at the hospital without even going in to see him?" Hank retorted, and wished he hadn't been so harsh with her when she seemed to deflate before his eye.

"Let me take you back to Chicago Med." Hank said reaching out to put a comforting hand on her shoulder, as tears streamed down her pale features.

"No. I can't –" Erin told him with a sad shake of her head.

Hank helped her out of the car and escorted her into the precinct, one of his trademark glares ensuring that no one waylaid them on their way up to Intelligence.

"How's Jay?" Kevin asked as soon as she and Hank cleared the stairs.

"He's going to be fine." It was Hank that answered the question, while Erin remained quiet.

"What are you even doing here Erin? Shouldn't you be giving Halstead a sponge bath or something?" Adam asked, and was instantly rewarded with a withering glare from Hank and directed Erin into the break room.

"What? What did I say?" Adam asked with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Man some times you just need to shut up." Kevin said with a shake of his head, as Hank closed the door behind him and Erin.

"Erin?" Hank said tentatively.

"I'm fine." Erin said holding her hands up and stepping away from him.

"I'll be in my office if you need anything." Hank said with a sigh. Knowing there was nothing else he could do at the moment to help her, except be there when she finally either wanted to talk or let him take to back to see Jay.

As soon as Hank shut the door behind him Erin started pacing around the break room, her breathing coming out in unsteady gasps.

She struggled to get her emotions under control as she walked an almost manic path from one end of the room to the other and then back again, her teeth tore at her thumbnail tearing it almost down to the quick as she wished she could have a do over on the day.

Because nothing had gone according to plan today. Not one single thing.

Starting from not getting out of bed when her alarm went off first thing this morning, to leaving Jay alone in the hospital.

Erin continued her pacing of the room, and finally after about ten minutes of her back and forth, she had finally managed to get her emotions some what under control. Well at least she no longer wanted to simultaneously scream, cry and punch someone or something.

Erin walked over to the coffee machine intending to pour herself one, before suddenly changing her mind and heading for the fridge and a bottle of water.

Erin had her head in the fridge when she heard the door to the break room open.

She turned, her bottle of water in her hand, as he stepped into the room.

"Hey." He said softly, and unsure smile on his face.

A face that was scraped a bruised.

Erin ran he eyes over him apart from the scrapes and bruises on his face and the bandage on his hairline he appeared to be ok, like Will had told her.

One moment Erin was drinking in the sight of her husband standing there alive and in once whole, perfect piece.

And the next she had launched the water bottle in her hand at him.

Luckily being in a bomb blast, and having a concussion didn't slow his reflexes, and he quickly ducked out of the way of her plastic missile.

"What the fuck?" Jay called out in disbelief.

"Oh God I'm sorry." Erin apologized wrapping her arms around herself.

It seemed she still had some ways to go trying to get her chaotic emotions under control.

"What the Hell Erin? Are you trying to kill me?" Jay asked still in a state of shock at his wife's outburst, neither of them noticing the rest of the team watching on intently.

"You don't ned my help. You're doing a pretty good job of that all by yourself." Erin retorted.

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Why didn't you get out of there the minute you realized there was a bomb?" Erin wanted to know.

'Mark was chained up. I wasn't going to leave him in there to die." Jay told her moving further into the room so that he stood in front of Erin, his eyes pleading with her for understanding.

"You shouldn't have been in there to start with. You should have waited for back-up."

"If I had done that Mark and Becky may not wouldn't be here right now." Jay told her.

"What about you Jay? What if it was you who wasn't here right now?"Erin asked, tears once more running unchecked down her cheeks.

"We take risks every day on the job Erin." Jay reminded her.

"That's not the point Jay and you know it." Erin retorted.

"What exactly is the point Erin. Because I'm standing right here in front of you and I'm fine." Jay told her as she started pacing in front of him, "You can't stand there and tell me you wouldn't have done the same thing. Coz we both know that you would have."

"No. Things are different now." Erin told him with shake of her head.

"What's different now." Jay wondered confused, "We promised we wouldn't let our personal lives interfere with work. You were there standing next to me when we made that promise to Hank." Jay reminded her.

"I don't think I can do this again." Erin told him sadly.

"What the hell does that mean?"

"It means that I can't stand there again and wait for them to bring you out in a body bag."

"I can't promise you that's not going to happen."

"Well I need you too." Erin told him.

"Erin you're not being reasonable about this."

"You want me to be reasonable, when you nearly leave me pregnant and a widow." Erin yelled at him.

"What do you mean? You're pregnant?" Jay asked shocked.

"What? Shit." Erin said as she realized she'd blurted out the surprise news she found out at her doctors appointment that morning.

"We're really having a baby?" Jay asked a smile quirking his lips, as took her hands in his.

"I found out this morning. This wasn't how I planned on telling you." Erin told him, the beginning of a smile ghosting her lips.

"You mean you didn't plan on nearly braining me with a water bottle?" Jay asked with a smirk.

"No my plan involved dinner and your favorite thing." Erin told him a smirk of her own.

"What you naked?" Jay asked quirking an eyebrow at her.

"Um. No. I was talking about the lemon meringue pie I picked up for dessert."

"Which you'll feed to me naked right?" Jay asked a hopeful look on his battered face.

"Maybe." Erin said stretching up on her toes and pressing her lips against his.

The two pulled apart when a throat was cleared from the still open doorway.

And for the first time Erin and Jay were aware that the entire Unit had witnessed everything since Jay had walked into the break room.

"I'm just gonna shut this." Antonio said with a grin on his face as he closed the door.

"Oh God." Erin cringed in embarrassment, "How much of that do you think they heard?"

"Every word." Jay said with a chuckle as he wrapped his arms around her once more.

"Sorry for being crazy and emotional today." Erin apologised.

"Thats ok. I guess thats something I better get used to huh?" Jay replied with a chuckle, which earned him a punch to his shoulder.

"Seriously though Jay. I thought I'd lost you today."

"Erin you could never loose me. I'll always be with you, even when I'm not standing next to you." Jay told her sweetly.

Erin settled her head against his chest, her arms snaking around his waist, and breathed the scent of him in, thankful that he was safe, and right where he belonged, safe at home in her arms.