"And, then, uh...let me get a...blueberry scone?" Jay told the barista, although with the uncertainty he said it with, it sounded more like a question than a statement.

"A blueberry scone?" she repeated, confirming Jay's order. He gave a nod, trying to be more confident in his decision.

The scone definitely wasn't for Jay, he hated blueberry. It was for Hailey, and he was getting her a coffee as well. She texted him early this morning, asking if he could stop by so the two of them could talk. Talk about what, he had no idea. There was no way to tell what she even wanted to talk about since she only texted him, therefore leaving him unable to determine her tone. He smirked a little to himself, wondering if there was anything he did recently to make her mad, but nothing came to mind. The last time he saw her was at work yesterday for a brief moment before they all went to chase down more leads and investigate the case of the missing Greg Joy boy. Normally, the two of them would be working together, seeing as how they are partners, but Voight has been keeping her on a short leash due to her just finishing her mandatory therapy with the District psychologist. Jay smiled to himself a little again, knowing she hated going to the sessions and it didn't surprise him that she did all eight sessions in just two weeks. Every day, she would text or call him, complaining to him about how unfair it was that she had to go to these sessions without much of a say in the matter. Jay would just listen and tell her what she wanted to hear, and realized he almost served as a second therapist for her.

Although he hated to hear how unhappy she was and how uncomfortable the sessions made her feel, as she wasn't one to discuss how she felt with a stranger, it made Jay feel of value to her and made him feel trustworthy. She confided into him things that he figured she had probably told no one else. Things about her past, about herself, and about Booth. She had only told him these things and he felt like the most trustworthy guy in the world to her.

He found himself caring more deeply for her the more they worked together. She was stubborn and occasionally got on his nerves, but she was a pillar in his life that he could always rely and lean on. He looked forward to seeing her every day and also enjoyed talking to her, no matter what it was about.

It had been a while since they really talked, the last time being two weeks ago when he went to go see her after Booth's arrest. Although she was very drunk by the time they went to bed, he loved being there for her and they shared a moment that, even though he enjoyed, he didn't think she had remembered. Maybe that's what she wanted to talk about...

His smile got so big he felt his teeth peaking through his lips and quickly caught himself, seeing the barista glance at him with a confused look as to why he was smiling to himself. He brushed his lip with his thumb to cover the smile and returned to a stoic expression, waiting for his order to be finished.

"I have two medium coffees and blueberry scone for Jay?" another barista called out a few moments later, and Jay stepped up.

"Thanks," he said, nodding to the barista and grabbing both coffees and the bag with the scone. He headed outside and walked down a block, as he went to a coffee shop near Hailey's place since he wanted the coffee to be hot when she got it. He got to her door and sloppily knocked by lightly kicking the door, as he had no free hand.

"Hailey? It's Jay-" Jay said, but before he could continue, the door opened abruptly and Hailey motioned for him to come in. He was taken aback by how quickly she answered the door, as if she was waiting right by it for him to come by, but he pushed the thought aside and entered, putting her coffee and scone down on the counter as she closed the door. "Got you a coffee, two creams one sugar," he smiled, looking to her. She didn't smile back and crossed her arms, causing Jay to furrow his brows in confusion and hesitation but Jay again pushed that aside, keeping his smile and nodding to the bag on the counter. "And a blueberry scone."

"I don't like blueberry," Hailey answered sternly, staring at Jay with her blue eyes that seemed like ice, as there was something cold behind her expression. She remained silent, her gaze fixed on him and he released a nervous scoff in an attempt to ease the tension. She was clearly upset, and his heart raced as he had an idea as to why she might be angry with him.

"Is…" he started, attempting to play dumb. He fidgeted a little, tilting his head and clearing his throat. Hailey didn't even flinch, as he figured she would have as he was trying to figure out what to say. He paused, rethinking his strategy and considered going against playing dumb. She wasn't just angry, she was furious and Jay could tell. He had never seen her like this, her frown so still and her eyes so unyielding. He looked down briefly before looking back up, finding it difficult to face such an unrelenting expression on the woman he cared so much about. "Did I do something?" he asked, deciding to play dumb in the hopes that she would go easy on him.

"Seriously?" she hissed, her expression unhinged. She remained still except for her eyebrows narrowing and slightly shaking her head. "You're gonna act like you don't know I know what you did?"

Jay inhaled sharply as he adjusted his stance in an attempt to hide his nervousness. He looked down, not able to look at her for too long. She didn't know the story, she was drunk and had probably blurred what happened with what she thought happened that night after Booth's arrest. He had went over to comfort her and they both got a little drunk, her more than Jay. She knew that, as he told her that the next morning. What she didn't remember initially, however, was that she kissed him. It was unprofessional and they were both drunk, but it was just a kiss. She made the move on him and he didn't reject it. In fact, things probably would have gone further with them potentially making out, but a moment after she kissed him, Hailey broke off and threw up. She probably thought that things did go further or wanted to make sure that what happened would stay just between the two of them. Jay nodded to himself, looking back up to her. "Look, I'm sorry, ok?" he admitted, lowering his voice and standing up straight. "I didn't think you-"

"Didn't think I'd find out?" Hailey snapped.

"Yeah…" Jay mumbled, ashamed. He shouldn't have lied to her the morning after when she asked if anything happened between them, but he did and all he could do now was own up to it and let her know that what she did was alright with him. In fact, it was more than alright. "I did it to protect you."

"Protect me?"

"Yes, I didn't want you to be embarrassed that you came onto me," he said quickly, not daring to let up because he had to let her know how he felt before he would regret not telling her. Her expression finally changed, but he ignored it and continued. "But there's nothing to be embarrassed about, Hailey. When...when you kissed me-"

"Stop," Hailey interrupted, her cold expression now a confused one as she uncrossed her arms. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Jay opened his mouth to speak, but stopped, reading Hailey's features and seeing how puzzled she was. "That night…" he started, her perplexed face still there. "That night after Booth, when I came over?" he continued, although no sense of realization appeared on her expression. "You...you kissed me."

Shock filled Hailey's face, but she quickly controlled it and turned it into an expression mixed with anger, confusion, and other emotions that Jay could not discern.

"What?" Hailey asked, her voice quiet and her eyes nearly empty. Jay closed his eyes and stifled a groan, looking down and slightly shaking his head to himself. She didn't know about how she kissed him and this was about something else. What she said next, Jay expected her to say. "You said nothing happened that night." She took a step forward, her eyes narrowing and her voice become more broken. "You told me that nothing happened that night. You lied to me?"

Jay looked up to her, feeling his eyes go soft against hers that shot daggers at him.

"I didn't want you to feel embarrassed by you kissing me," Jay said quietly. "You didn't remember the morning after and I figured that was better for you, but-" he stopped himself, sighing. He rubbed his forehead and forced it out. "I liked it. It didn't matter that you were drunk and I was drunk. It...it felt real." Jay saw Hailey's expression soften. He tried to say more, but she knew what he was saying and that showed in her reaction. He just closed his mouth and nodded, knowing she understood what he was implying.

Jay didn't know if he loved her, and he was hesitant to love another partner, but he had feelings for her and he prayed she felt the same.

"Seriously?" she scoffed, her semi-soft expression returning to what it was when Jay first entered. Her slanted eyebrows locked back into their original position and her eyes hardened on Jay. "You feel that way and then lie to me?"

"Hailey-"

"No!" she shouted, Jay flinching at her raise in voice. She quickly brought it back down, remaining composed. "Just-stop. We can talk about...that...later. You don't know why I asked you to talk today then?"

"No," he answered, shaking his head. He decided not to say anything else, as to not anger her more and he was actually curious as to why she was so upset with him before he revealed to her that he lied.

"You-" she said, beginning to lose her composure and her voice began to become quaky. "You told Voight about Booth. About what he did to me and what he almost did to me at the New Year's Eve party." Jay closed his eyes again, another blow being landed on him that made him feel guilty as hell. Now, he really couldn't face her and he looked down, bracing himself for the storm that was about to come. "You told me you wouldn't tell Voight and it wasn't your place to tell him."

He could hear the rise in her voice coming and he spoke as calmly and quietly as he could manage, still not looking up at her. "He asked and-"

"You shouldn't have told him!" Hailey shouted and Jay looked up to her, seeing her controlled yet stern expression explode into a look of pure anger. "It was none of your business to begin with! The only reason you found out is because you went behind my back to find out!"

"It was something that Voight needed to know-"

"That is a load of BS and you know it," Hailey said through gritted teeth. "What happened to me was not Voight's business and it was not your business!"

"It is!" Jay yelled back, slamming his hand on the counter, unable to hold it in. He thought about letting her get it all out, thought about just sitting there and be her punching bag. It probably would have been for the better for the both of them, but he wasn't going to sit there and let her imply that he shouldn't care about things that have hurt or have the potential to hurt her. Whether he felt romantically attracted towards her or not, they were partners and they were supposed to look out for each other which is exactly what he did. He wasn't going to let her forget that. "It is my business Hailey because I am your partner! My job is to look out for you and to let our boss know if you are in danger!"

"I wasn't in danger!" Hailey screamed. Jay immediately regretted his decision to snap at her, as now this was on the verge of becoming a screaming match and those were never productive. "It was in the past! It happened when I was not in Intelligence and there was no reason for you to tell Voight!"

Jay decided to deescalate the situation as best he could and sat down on a stool near the counter. He leaned in and maintained firm eye contact with Hailey, who was struggling to keep from lashing out again as she was breathing heavily from just yelling. "I am sorry, ok?" Jay said softly, his eyes just as gentle as his town. "I should've come to you first before I told Voight. But you have to understand that I...I was only thinking of you when I told Voight." Jay sighed before continuing, his voice wavering and becoming choked up. "When I found out what Booth did to you, I-" he stopped, taking a breath to stay at ease and not get upset. "I wanted to kill that son of a bitch with my own bare hands. I hated him and I hated what he did to you, and I thought telling Voight was the best thing to do for you." Jay watched Hailey carefully and was relieved to see her cold appearance begin to meld, her bitterness slowly going away. "I am your partner," he repeated. "I am your partner. I will always look out for you."

Hailey was now the one to look away from Jay, as she moved her glance to the floor and Jay took the opportunity to practically catch his breath. He had been on the defensive of those harsh eyes the entire time he was here and now was offered a short break when she looked away. However, his victory was short lived as she looked back up, her eyes sour once more.

"You told Voight because of how you felt," she muttered. "You said you wanted to kill Booth with your bare hands. Fine. I did too. But that doesn't mean I was gonna tell Voight!" Her voice was raised once again and Jay leaned back as Hailey stepped closer to him. "The job was over! We arrested Booth and yet you still told Voight about our history! I wasn't in danger! There was no reason for you to tell Voight!"

Jay closed his eyes and shook his head. Hailey was fuming and he knew that. She felt betrayed, understandably, but Jay could tell that her logic when it came to this situation was skewed. She said he told Voight because of how Jay felt, but that wouldn't have mattered since Booth was already arrested by that time. Jay told Voight so that Voight would take necessary precautions with Hailey, like therapy, and Jay wanted to make that clear to her. He already tried, but she was angry and she wasn't going to listen. Jay knew that there was no getting through to her now.

"We'll talk about this later when you're less emotional because right now-," Jay said and stood up.

"Emotional?" Hailey repeated and Jay quickly shook his head, eagerly holding a hand out in an apologetic way.

"Hey, wait, you know that's not what I meant-"

"You stab me in the back then insinuate I'm overreacting? Not to mention that you lied to me too!" Hailey retorted and stopped Jay before he could say anything else. "Get the hell out! Go!" Jay didn't try to say anything else and briskly walked past her, heading for the door. She followed behind him. "Some partner you are!" she sneered sarcastically before slamming the door once Jay exited her place. He put both hands to his face and rubbed his forward, then pushing both through his hair in a stressed manner. He stood outside her door for a few seconds, trying to will his feet to move forward. He abruptly turned around and was about to knock on her door, his hand balled into a fist and up, hovering by the door. However, he couldn't do it and lowered his hand. He bit his inner lip in an attempt to stop a tear trying to escape his eye and hurried away from Hailey's door.

Hello! SOOOO sorry I haven't updated in a LONG time! I had a busy past few months and forgot about this story tbh, but the finale of this season of Chicago PD inspired me to start writing again!

I wrote the first three chapters before Upzek was a thing but I'm more of a fan of Upstead personally! There'll be plenty of that in this story, as you saw in this chapter! I think clueless Jay is kind of hilarious which is why I had him think Hailey was mad at him for a completely different reason lol! Please leave a review if you like the story, I will update again soon :)