Here is the next chapter! Happy Thanksgiving week y'all! I'm sorry that I didn't update on Friday...I was very tired after seeing Mockingjay the previous evening. Anyway, please let me know what you think...and thanks to a reviewer who posted yesterday wondering when I was going to post again. You made me laugh and reading enthusiastic reviews is one of my favorite parts of being a FanFic writer. Thank you.

Chapter 6

After many more rounds of go-fish and Peter's tantrum over not wanting to take a bath, Jay came into the living room to find his wife curled up on the couch with a cup of tea in her hands. "He's finally asleep," he said.

"Okay," Erin replied, continuing to stare off into space. The hours between when her mom had shown up and now had been hard because she'd had to try to not send weird vibes to Peter. She was not ready to introduce Peter to her mother.

"So," Jay began slowly, sitting down on the couch and pulling Erin into a hug, "I ended up telling Elise that I was married and had a son. And that you were my wife. She basically insulted you to my face."

"How rude of her when she doesn't know a thing," Erin commented, making eye contact with Jay for the first time since he had entered the room and realizing that her comment was a mistake. "I'm sorry, Jay, I didn't mean it that way, I just…my mom insulted you to my face and I'm still mad at her for a lot of things that now include that."

"It's okay…what did you tell your mom?"

"Nothing, but she was probably suspicious when she saw Peter's toys," she replied, signaling with a nod of her head to all the train and robot toys in boxes at the other end of the room. Jay kissed Erin's head and said, "Hard to say. What do you want to do?"

Erin sighed, "No idea…except that I don't want Peter to know about anything yet. Too much at the same time would be too big of a shock for him. And I don't want to introduce new people when he's just started school and he is really happy. Is that okay?"

"I agree, actually," Jay admitted, "Do you want to tell Voight?"

"That my mother's back in town? He won't take lightly to that," Erin said worriedly.

"If we tell him, then he'll know why we might be uptight for a while."

"But if we tell him then he'll make some comment about how we should take time off to protect Peter. Which I don't want to do."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to sit and stare at the ceiling for seven hours while Peter's at school," Erin said in a quiet, firm tone.

"Point taken," Jay conceded, "Should we just break it to him lightly?"

"We don't have a very good track record for breaking things to him lightly, remember?" Erin said with a slight smile, remembering Voight's apparently calm (but actually angry) reaction to Erin and Jay's announcement of their relationship and that Erin was pregnant at the same time. Thank heavens Voight had come to terms with Erin and Jay being happy, otherwise Erin wouldn't even be considering telling Voight about her mother and Jay's sister.

"Okay," Erin said.

"Okay what?" Jay asked.

"We tell Voight about the two people who have suddenly come back into our lives. But we don't, under any circumstances, tell Peter. Not right now. Especially since I still don't trust my mother after all of her relapses."

"If that's what you want to do?" Jay asked.

"That's what I want," Erin echoed, putting her head on Jay's chest, "You and Peter are everything to me and I don't want my mother interfering with that because she has no right to. Peter comes first, and we need to keep him safe."

"Sounds good," Jay said, smiling slightly, "Should we tell Voight about my sister too?"

"Yeah, it wouldn't do any harm to run a background check," Erin said,

"Hey!"

"What?"

"She doesn't need a background check, Erin."

"She might not have told you the whole story."

"It seemed to me she did."

"There's always more to a story, Jay. Just like work. There's always another case."

***The next morning***

"What the heck?" Voight said in disbelief. He couldn't believe that Erin's mother and Jay's sister had run into Erin and Jay in the space of forty-eight hours. He had known about Erin's mother and her alcoholism but had never been told that Jay had a sister.

"Why was your sister never listed as your next-of-kin for emergencies?" Voight asked.

"She left after high school and I had no idea where she went," Jay replied, "Besides, it's not like I need an extra emergency contact now."

"And Erin – your mom? Is she sober again?"

"Supposedly," Erin sighed, "She says she's been clean for seven months but I'm so done trying to make an effort with her only to watch her relapse and detach from me again. That's why I came to you all those years ago. Because she was distant after my dad went to jail."

"Does Peter know about any of this?" Voight asked. Erin had forgiven Voight after his handshake with Jay in the hospital after Peter was born, and since Voight had wanted to spend time with the little boy who made his girl happy, he had earned the nickname Grandpa Hank. He loved Erin and Jay's son, so it was natural for him to be worried.

"He doesn't know a thing. My sister knows that I have a son, but Erin's mom doesn't."

"Well, try to keep it that way. Do you two still want to work?"

"Yes," Jay and Erin replied in unison.

"I thought you both might say that," Voight chuckled, "Keep me posted."

"Will do," Erin replied, opening the door so Jay could leave the office first. After he sat back down at his desk, his phone buzzed and he saw that Elise was calling. "Hello?" he said unenthusiastically after picking up.

"Jay, it's Elise," she said on the other end.

"What's up?" Jay asked, suddenly not feeling in the mood to talk to her, but he stayed on the line anyway.

"Would you and your wife like to meet up for dinner tomorrow night? We could meet at a restaurant so it's a neutral place?"

"One sec," Jay said, waving Erin over. "Dinner tomorrow night with my sister?"

Erin rolled her eyes and said, "I'll come to support you, not for any other reason."

Jay mouthed a thank you to Erin before telling Elise, "Sure. Pick a restaurant and send me the address. Seven o'clock sound ok?"

"Sure," Elise replied, "You sure you can't do earlier?"

"Detective hours aren't nine to five," Jay snapped.

"Sorry, Jay," Elise replied, "Seven o'clock it is. I'll book a table and text you the info. Casual wear. I look forward to meeting your wife. Again."

"Bye, Elise," Jay said in a high tone before hanging up and slamming his phone down on his desk. That drew a few shocked reactions from his colleagues, but Erin responded by sending him a text.

As soon as we can get out of here, I just want some you and me time. You up for it?

Jay smiled and texted back as he eyed Erin across the aisle, Oh, I'm up for it all right.