Summary: When Hank drops off Erin for a typical two week visitation with Bunny, he didn't think that much of it. He hated the idea but it was court ordered. He had to do what he had to do. What he didn't realize was that this visitation rocked his whole world.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character's from Chicago PD. I just have fun playing with them in a different world. The title and idea kind of came from X Ambassador's son "Unsteady".

So it didn't take that long this time to post a new chapter! Once again, life has a funny way of shoving you in all possible directions. I hope you enjoy this chapter a lot! Thanks for the reviews. Keep them up!

Cause I'm Little Unsteady
-Chapter Four-

"Let me see my daughter!" Hank yelled in the face of a nurse who stood firmly in front of him, preventing him from entering the Pediatric wing of the hospital. "You can't keep me from her!"

"Sir, I need to ask you to calm down. I know you'd like to see her but right now she's down for some tests, till then I need you to head into the waiting room. Once she comes back a nurse or doctor will come get you and answer any questions you may have before seeing her."

"I haven't seen her in three months, I need to see her." Hank's face turned red with anger. "I need to see her and you can't stop me."

"Hank," Camille stood behind him. She'd do anything to be able to run into that room to make sure Erin is okay- mentally and physically- but she needed to respect the doctor's and nurse while allowing them to do their job like they should. "Come on, we'll be able to soon." Camille quickly turned her attention to the nurse, "Do you know how long these tests should take?"

"We should be there for those tests!" Hank demanded, "That's my daughter inn there. You have to allow me to be there."

Being so close to Erin, yet still not being able to touch or speak to her killed him inside. He wanted to rush past those nurses and doctor's and probably the security officers that will come after him to get to Erin. Three months was a long time for a parent and he didn't deserve this waiting- at least in his eyes.

"I assure you Sir, these are tests that your daughter would not want her father to see." The nurse hinted at something dire and extreme that made Hank shiver. "I can get a doctor to come out as soon as he can, though. It's going to be an hour or so."

"Can you just please let us know that she is okay?" Camille insisted, grabbing a hold tightly to Hank's hand squeezing for support. "We just need to know she is okay."

"For now she is, but the doctor is unsure about what needs to be done. You're daughter is not speaking right now." The nurse was apprehensive about telling the irate father about this set back in his daughter but none of them knew the history of Erin. No one was willing to talk to Hank to understand Erin's medical history.

"Well if someone talked to me they would know that already." Hank hissed ready to put up a fight. "Erin's never been some normal child" he put his fingers up in the quotation marks around the word normal, "Erin's just Erin. If I can be able to see her, I may be able to help you all more. Erin won't talk to anyone usually so it's not a surprise."

The nurse quickly jotted this information down, most likely for the doctor's to read, before turning her attention back to the parents. "I understand, Mr. Voight, but we need to do what we need to do right now. Once she gets back from the MRI I will have the doctor's come get you to bring you back to her and to discuss everything with you."

"Is there anyone we can talk to about what happened?" Camille quickly switched Justin from one arm to another. "We just aren't exactly sure what happened."

"And I'm not sure I can inform you both. I rather you two talk to the doctor's handling Erin's care right now." The nurse finally excused herself from the couple leaving Hank heartbroken yet again.

"It's been three months Cam. She's right down the hall and I still can't even see her." Hank lowered his head, giving into the idea that maybe this was some sort of tease, a possibility that it wasn't really Erin in that hospital bed, but some other child. In that circumstance, Erin would still be missing and Hank would probably have his heart break once again.

Hank may seem strong and emotionless to everyone at that station, but to his family he showed the emotions. Erin was his joy, his light and now that light was slowly dimming, fading away to darkness. Camille was trying her damn hardest to make this whole thing positive but she was terrified about what happened to Erin. The mother in Camille was coming out.

And when Mama Bear came out it was hard to push it back inside it's cave.

"Hank, take Justin. I'll be right back." Camille placed the now asleep almost toddler into his father's arms before walking out of the family waiting room and off to the front nurse's station. She was hoping she could play the mother card right and gain some information.

All they knew was what they were told and that was that Erin was at the hospital. No more than that. You would think someone would come and talk to them but in the past hour of waiting, nothing. No one came and the nurse was of little help.

"Excuse me, can you possibly help me?" Camille placed a soft smile on her face and asked for help from what would look like a new resident to the hospital. Wearing a white lab coat, a clear indication of a doctor status, the doctor was very young and Camille hoped that would help. "My daughter, Erin? Room 151?"

The doctor nodded his head, "Yes, I know of her."

"Can you please give me any update you know? Me and her father got here over an hour ago but they refused to tell us anything about her. We do not know anything at all. Can you help?" Camille tried to pull at the heart strings of the young doctor hoping it would help somehow.

And miraculously it did.

"Mrs. Voight?" The doctor questioned, "It seems like Erin came in with quit a few problems we need to address. They just took her down for an MRI and a cat-scan about thirty minutes ago. After we will need to do an exam before we let you all see her but I think she will be okay."

"How'd she come in like? We haven't seen her yet." Camille was nervous for the response because (1) it could give Hank a heart attack that the doctor's have been warning him about lately and (2) it could be the worse.

"That I am not sure off. Dr. Jensen is her primary doctor. I will have him find you guys but I know nothing was life threatening, I can assure you that. It's some basic checks because of how she came in. That's all." He looked apologetic that he didn't know more but he tried, "I'll see if I can get the doctor to come see you soon. He's making his rounds right now."

"Thank you," Camille smiled before turning back into the not so friendly waiting room. "The resident is gonna try to get the doctor to stop here first. I personally believe this is unacceptable for them to act like this. You should be informed first of what is going on as you're her parent."

"Thanks for try." Hank shrugged rubbing Justin's back softly just as a nurse walked into the room.

"You must be Camille right?" The new nurse questioned but in reality they were the only family in the waiting room at this moment in time.

"Yes," Camille nodded. "Can we see her now?"

The nurse looked between the two adults and frowned slightly. "Right now Erin is having a rape test done. Once completed you two can come back but I thought I'd bring you closer to the room so right when it's done you'll be able to comfort her. She's fighting it, as we suspected she would but the way she was found this is needed."

"How was she found?" Hank questioned. "I deserve a right to know this. I'm her father."

Guiding them towards the private room, the nurse didn't speak until they got in front of the door. "I know and the doctor will tell you when he comes out. Just relax a little, okay? It's best if you two are calm when you go see her."

Waiting by the door was worse than waiting in the waiting room. They could hear Erin's screams, no pleas just ear piercing screams that sent shocks through everyone around listening.

"I can't listen to this and not do anything, Cam. I need to go in there." Hank passed Camille Justin and stormed into the room.

The sight of Erin is something Hank never wished to never see in any kid.

Her hair was knotty and almost looked like it would need to be cut all off even though Erin was proud of her hair. Her eyes were sunken in and had bags underneath it. Her spark of life was gone from her face as Erin just stared at Hank.

The doctor was placing bandages all around her lower region and that terrified Hank. Why should his little girl have to be damaged by her mother? Didn't she suffer enough with her mother's negligence while she was pregnant? Erin's been through enough and now she was here with nothing.

"Erin?" Hank's voice came out a whisper, soft and low some how getting over the commotion of the doctor's and the nurses speaking in the background. "Erin? Kid?"

"Sir, I think it's best you step out until we are done here." A nurse Hank recognized as the first nurse that spoke to them tried to guid him out of the room.

It wasn't helping. Hank was stronger than her. "Please, look at her." He stated. "She needs me. She looks petrified. Do any of you know what her life has been like? No, so let me be here to protect her. She can't speak for herself, someone might as well do it and that will be me." Hank declared. "No more testing today. She is done with it. Let us have some time with her, please?"

"I'm about done hear with the last bandage. I'll give you some time but I would really like to speak to both of you for the next stages of treatment."

Hank didn't listen to what the doctor actually stated. Instead he went right to Erin's side. "Erin?" Hank tried to reach up and grab Erin's hand softly. The girl flinched and Hank couldn't believe it. Erin wasn't one to pull away from Hank but she did and Hank sunk into the chair.

"Erin? It's okay, Kid, You're safe now." Hank tried to reassure her but Erin still pulled away. "Er?"

Erin slowly looked at him and then slowly looked away. It was almost like she did not believe that Hank was there. Quickly Erin shook her head in disbelief that this was happening. Erin pulled the blanket up higher, covering her eyes before peaking out to look at Hank.

"I'm here Erin. Kid, Cami and I aren't going anywhere." Hank promised unsure if Erin understood completely what he was saying to her.

Erin fought it though. Within seconds Erin was screaming; kicking her legs as high as she could fighting against the nurses trying to calm her down.

The doctor started screaming out some medicine that Hank had no clue what it was until he saw the needle going towards Erin's IV. They were going to sedate her.

"Mr. Voight? Can we have a quick conversation outside, in private? Erin will be fine." The doctor finished his task of washing his hand and guided Hank back out of the room.

"What happened to her?" Hank asked in concern. "What the hell happened to my daughter?"

The doctor sighed. It was the hardest part of his job. This was a trauma unit in a Children's Hospital. All these kids he treats constantly and half the time it's the worse of the worse. "That we are still trying to fill in the blanks. Erin's not talking and it's especially difficult because the only other witness is a toddler and we won't get much from him."

"What's with the scars and all?" He questioned unsure if he wanted to know the answer himself.

"When she came in she was in a diaper. We are unsure how long, but they're not meant for someone her size. I believe this was a punishment for some sick twisted folks. The cuts and burns are from a diaper rash that went out of control and untreated."

"Diaper rash? At her age?" Hank couldn't believe what this doctor was telling him. Someone Erin's age should most definitely not be in a diaper- no matter what, unless medical reason for it. Erin was physically healthy. She didn't need them. Its was another one of Bunny's sick sense of parenting.

"We'll be able to treat it, but I'm more worried about Erin's psychological being at this point. Treatment can solve a lot of things, but I think it's time I make a call to the psychologist on staff. She'll speak with Erin, and then with you two to see if a plane can be created to work with treatment and her mental health."

"A psych? Just because she has a background in such doesn't mean that she needs that." Hank knew deep in his heart Erin didn't need it.

Camille on the other hand thought differently. She managed to sneak her way into this conversation as she stood in the hall waiting patiently to see Erin. "Hank, let them just try to talk to her." Camille knew she'd get her way, but she quickly ignored Hank and turned her attention to the doctor. "Erin barely speaks as it is. Her language is limited and not what one her age might have. We started working on it, but then this mess happened. The school got her into speech therapy but, as you know."

"Then hearing this I personally believe that treatment this way may help more. She's an unique case and we have to treat it as such. I'll put in a order to see her. But go slow with Erin. There's a lot more going on than we realize. I want to treat her the best way possible way which is physically and mentally."

"Do what you need to do. I just want her back." Hank didn't care how but Erin needed to get better.

"And we will try our hardest." The doctor promised before stepping away.

"She'll get back to her sassy self, right?" Camille asked nervously.

"I sure as hell hope so. If not, Bunny will never see the light of day again." Hank hugged her tightly. Bunny was going to pay for this in the worst way possible.

XO-CPD-OX

So the couch scene? I was expected more. What did you all think of this weeks two hour episode? I edited during commercials so my attention was towards the television and my twitter feed. Let me hear your opinions of it!