Sorry for the long update. You can thank Bubbly88Tay for this 'cause I wasn't gonna do a secound chapter but she convinced me other wise. I know I didn't put song lyrics in this one but its supposed to go to A thousand Years by Christina Perri. So just imagine it playing while you read. Sorry if Jay seems a little O.C. I tried. Ok. shutting up now. (sorry)
Jay's P.O.V.
Ever had one of those days where you wished you stayed home? You know like your car breaks down when your already late, you drop your phone and it gets run over by the tow truck so you can't call your boss, but it doesn't matter because he was gonna fire you anyway? Or-here is a better one-you get shot in the chest by some lowlife nobody criminal? *ding,ding,ding! We have a winner! Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Jay Halstead!
An uncomfortable pressure on my sternum is all I'm aware of when, my partner and unfortunate never to be love of my life, asks me if I'm ok. The pressure rapidly increases, making it harder and harder to breathe.
"Jay?" Why is it so hard to breathe? I move my gaze from her to my chest. Oh. Well. There's your problem. A bullet hole I didn't even know I had that is currently pouring blood out onto my perfectly nice shirt. My body feels like jello and suddenly I'm on the ground, with Erin hovering over me. She has her phone out frantically talking to somebody and-
"Lt. get down!" an explosion rocks the area next to me. Suddenly I'm flying, flying like no human ever should, and land in a tumble of limbs. Somebody roles me over, screaming my name, begging me to respond, threatening to kick my...No. No this is wrong. This is Afghanistan. What happened to Chicago? To lindsay? Lindsay! She was-
I'm yanked back home, to the cold street beneath me, to the woman I love. She's talking now. I can't see her, my eyes feeling like they are glued shut, but I can hear her. Erin's stories bloom real memories, happy memories, that push the terror filled experiences out of my mind.
"Oh, yeah? Ten bucks says you won't!"
"Ten? Try a round at Molly's. If I'm about to find out exactly how much Antonio loves his coffee, you can atleast buy me a beer." Halstead responds to his partner as they climb the steps to the bullpen.
Erin turns around and slaps a bottle of lemon extract into my hand. A wicked smile crosses her face.
"Done!"
"-and he flipped shit when he found out it was you? Then you-" her voice fades to memory again.
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU HALSTEAD!"
"Shit, Jay, run!" Ruzek yells at me as he runs past. I grab his arm.
"How'd he find out?!"
"He saw Erin throwing out the bottle. He knew she didn't do it and she was very forth giving when he asked who did."
"WHERE IS HE?!" I look at Adam.
"Make up some BS, Ok?" I need to get my keys and there in the my desk."
"What?! He'll kill me!"
Then stall him! Play stupid! Just give me some more time." I don't wait to hear his reaction. I sprint around the corner, to get my car keys and hopefully make an escape when- WHAM! I'm on my hands and knees, blood gushing from my nose, a rippin' headache, and Erin laughing her head off.
"Next time, Halstead I'm gonna use a steel pipe."
It then occurs to me that he punched me in the face as I can around the corner. And my partner, saw the whole thing and is now dying laughing on the ground.
"You see why I need that beer?"
I keep zoning out because I only catch bits and pieces of what comes next.
"...never understood what you meant by one day...I want to be with you..." Damn, now I'm hallucinating?
Because I know that Erin, MY Erin, wouldn't say that.
"...I was so scared of what it would feel like..." Hope explodes in my heart. Hope that the girl that I love might feel the same way.
Please, Erin.
"I love you!"
I would have kissed her had I not been dying. Dying. Shit! She needs to know! She needs to now how I feel before I go. But no, I don't want to leave chicago. Not after this. I could finally have a life with her. I just don't know if I can win this fight. So I tell her. I use the last of my breathe to tell her. It's all I can think to say. But I guess it tells the story.
My thoughts quiet.
Goodbye, Erin.
The darkness swallows me.
And? Yes? No? I will do another chapter after this if you want, but I won't go further after that. this was never meant to be a full blown story, but it was such a hit I felt I owed it to you guys. Thanks for sticking with it over the break. I never have anytime over the month that is winter break. (yes including the week back to school. I wish I had a month of break.)
As for Stop and Stare the next chapter is in the works I promise, however you probabaly won't get it till next week or the week after. :P
Tanks guys!Review for next chaptah!
