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This scene takes place in 3x10, "Now I'm God"


Erin wraps her arms tightly around her knees, as she brings her legs up to rest against her chest. Repositioning herself on one cushion of the oversized sofa, she chuckles softly, watching the video lit up on the tv illuminating through the dim living room.

Camille and a young ten-year-old Justin stand side by side next to the island in the center of the kitchen. Her wiping flour off the side of her face as she giggles over to the young boy, widely throwing the powder out of the large mixing bowl and onto the countertop. The contents of the bowl quickly making its way onto all available surfaces and into the hair of Camille and Justin. He seems to clearly be enjoying himself as he speeds up his movements on the whisk inside the bowl and lets out a small snicker each time the ingredients from the mixing bowl fall onto the counter. From behind the camera, Hank's gruff voice can be heard shouting over to Justin, warning him of all different types of punishments and the camera begins to shake under his grip.

Erin's light chuckles turn into a fit of hysteric laughter and the screen turns black just as the camera falls to the ground and a terrified Justin takes off running from the kitchen, Voight's feet the only thing visible as they scurry after him.

As the room grows dark, Erin yawns quietly and looks over to the clock positioned directly below the tv. The time reading 12:09 am. Since the case wrapped this afternoon, Erin had opted against joining the unit at Molly's for celebratory drinks after solving the case against Dr. Reybold noting Hank's distressed appearance. She had followed him out to the garden area in front of the courthouse, just for him to quickly shut down her attempts at comforting him. As he looked between her and Jay- who stood silently beside her- he muttered a soft thank you to them both before insisting that they join the unit at Molly's.

Erin rolled her eyes at his request and let him know that she was going to be there for him, the unit could take care of themselves. She had been around when Camille was dying and she knew what Hank went through. Bringing it all back up in the case the past week, and during court today was hell for him. Learning the truth behind Camille's death was something she never expected to take place, and she knew that it was destroying him, even if he was trying to stay strong.

Muttering a quick apology to Jay, Erin told him to go spend the night at Molly's with the unit before turning her attention back to Hank. Reluctantly, Jay agreed, giving her a small nod and sideways smile before walking toward Ruzek and Atwater at the front of the building.

The rest of the day and now into the night had been spent in her old living room at the Voight's. Curled up on the couch as Hank sifted through old home movies, playing one after the other. In between movies, he and Erin would reminisce about their favorite memories together as a family.

Stretching out of her position on the couch, Erin takes a few short strides over to the tv, turning it off quickly before looking back into the dark room. She scans it as her eyes adjust to the dark space, easily finding her way in the darkness to the wall where she flicks on the main light. Only then does she notice Hank laying back, eyes flicking open at the sudden brightness of the room.

"Hey kid." He says groggily, pulling the recliner into a sitting position as he rubs his tired eyes.

Erin smiles over to him sadly, "Hey. I didn't mean to wake you."

"No, no. It's fine. I can't sleep on a damn couch all night anyways." He says, quickly waving off her apology.

She nods back to him as she makes her way over to the small coffee table. As Hank adjusts himself, Erin busies herself cleaning up the few take-out containers and throwing them into the trash next to the staircase.

"You don't have to clean up after me." He nods over to her.

Erin chuckles lightly, sitting back down on the edge of the couch. "If I didn't, the mess would still be here the next time I come over."

Hank shakes his head, clearly unamused at her attempt at a joke. "You know; you're more then welcome to stay." He says, noting her quickly shoving her feet into her black biker boots. "Your room's just the way you left it."

"I would hope so." Erin says, chuckling again. "Why would you spend your nights sleeping on a creaky, old, twin-sized mattress, when I know you have an amazing therapeutic king bed right down the hall?" she teases.

Hank rolls his eyes, standing from his spot on the recliner as he follows Erin into the small entranceway. "Thanks for coming by tonight, kid."

"Of course, Hank. There's no place I'd rather be." She smiles back at him.

Closing the distance between them, Hank pulls Erin into his chest, tightly wrapping her into his embrace. He holds her against him, silently thanking her for everything she had done to help him through the past week. Erin lets Hank hold onto her, she squeezes him in assurance before pulling back and planting a soft kiss against his cheek. "Everything you did…Camille would be so proud." She says, echoing her words from earlier in the day.

Hanks nods, giving her a soft smile in return as he lets his hands fall to his side.

Turning toward the door, Erin opens it slowly taking a step into the cold before turning back to face Hank once again. "Call me if you need anything." She says firmly.

Nodding once again, he gives her a soft smirk. "I'll be fine, kid. I think I can manage one day alone."

"I know you can, but you won't have to." Erin replies, with a wide smile on her face. "I'm taking you out for lunch tomorrow. On me."

Waving off her invitation Hank frowns back at her, "I give you a day off once in a blue moon and you wanna spend it with me? Do something fun. I don't need you checkin' up on me."

"It's just an hour, two tops. Just lunch- we can go to that diner down on West Jackson. The one that we used to go to every year for your birthday. It'll be fun."

Staring back at her, Hank notes the sparkle in Erin's eye. After a few silent moments, he nods. "Thank you."

Erin nods back to him before turning and silently making her way down the steps of the front yard, waving back at him from the doorway.


Mindlessly Jay skims through channels on his tv, stopping on the occasional cartoon before continuing to flip through them once again. The game had ended over an hour ago, and he found himself unable to sleep. After spending an hour at Molly's, he decided coming home and sitting on his couch alone was clearly more fun than spending the night with his friends. Five hours later, Jay was still silently kicking himself at the decision, although not enough to head back to the bar where he knew some of the unit would still be.

Taking a long pull from his beer, Jay settles into his spot on the couch, feet propped up on the coffee table in front of him. Sitting in silence, he tries focusing in on the episode of 'SpongeBob' that he had stopped on. As he takes another swig from his beer, he hears a short knock on the door behind him, followed by two slightly louder ones. Instinctively, Jay's head swings around, staring blankly at the entrance to his apartment. Looking down at his wrist, he eyes the time on his watch, reading 12:43am. As another harsh knock comes to his door, Jay stands quickly, taking another swig from his beer as he makes his way the short distance.

A large grin spreads across Jay's face as he swings the door open and is met with the soft gaze of his partner.

"Hey yo-" before he can finish his greeting, Erin closes the distance between them, wrapping her arms around Jay's neck as she plants her lips firmly against his.

Chuckling against her mouth, Jay reaches out his free hand to wrap it around Erin's waist, lifting her slightly off the ground and scooting her closer towards him so their bodies are practically molded together. Erin sighs into the kiss as she runs her fingers through his short hair and parts her lips, allowing him better access. Nibbling at her bottom lip, Jay smiles against her mouth as he hears her let out a soft sigh. As they continue, Erin lets one of her hands shift around so it's resting against the fabric of Jay's t-shirt as she racks her nails against the hard lines of his muscular chest. A deep moan leaves his throat as Jay pulls Erin tighter against him, deepening the kiss even further.

After a few moments, Erin reluctantly pulls away, breathing heavily. Looking up at him, she plants one more soft peck against his lips before finally speaking. "I missed you tonight."

Jay smiles at her, gently grabbing ahold of her hand as he sets her back on the ground. He moves her into the apartment and shuts the door behind them, guiding her toward the living room as he walks into the kitchen.

"How's Hank?" Jay asks as he grabs a beer from the fridge.

As Erin makes her way further into the apartment, she takes no time in making herself comfortable. Quickly unzipping her coat, she tosses it aimlessly into the side chair- but misses, letting it fall to a heap on the ground. Kicking off her shoes, the boots fly in opposite directions across his small living room. Sitting on the couch, Erin brings her feet up to rest on the edge of the coffee table before focusing in on the tv, only then noticing the cartoon playing across the screen. Erin can't help but to laugh at the nerdiness of her seemingly tough boyfriend.

Jay frowns as he walks back from the kitchen, taking note of the scene before him. Handing Erin the open beer bottle, Jay repeats his question. "How's Hank doing?"

Erin shrugs, taking a long pull from the frothy liquid. "Better than I expected. We watched some old videos, he talked about Camille. I think it was good for him."

As Jay listens, he silently makes his way around the room, picking up Erin's boots and partnering them back together, placing them next to the chair before reaching down and grabbing her coat, setting it down on top of the cushion.

Erin rolls her eyes as she watches Jay before continuing, "I can't imagine what he's going through right now."

Jay nods, walking over to sit on the coffee table in front of her. "He's lucky he has you."

"Yeah, I mean…I guess so." Erin shrugs, staring down at the beer in her hand. She shuts her eyes for a brief moment, silently willing away the tears threatening to fall down her face.

"Hey." Jay say, reaching his hand out to grab onto Erin's. "How are you doing?"

Opening her eyes, Erin tries to laugh off his concern, but it comes out shakier than she intends it to. Instead, she shakes her head lightly as her thoughts go back over the case.

Dr. Reybold had such a smug expression the whole time, as if he actually thought he could get away with what he had being doing to all of those women. To convince person after person that they were dying. That their lives were literally in his hands, and if they didn't put their trust in him completely, they would have nothing left. They spent months- some even years, hoping and praying to be cured from a cancer that they never even had. Telling their families, friends, loved ones their final goodbyes every time they went in and got the news that the chemo they never even needed in the first place wasn't working and they'd have to be given higher doses. Doses that would destroy their immune systems, damage their bodies beyond repair, and end some of their lives.

And then she lets her mind wander once again to Camille. Camille who had been in that same positon six years ago. Who had been finally given the all clear and told the cancer was all gone just to go in for a follow-up exam and find out that instead of being in remission, the cancer had spread. And Dr. Reybold was quick to tell her chemo was the best route. He got her on a plan an almost guaranteed she'd be back sitting in his office in a year with a clean bill of health- except this time it would stick. But instead, five short months later, Camille sat in a hospital bed barley hanging on. Dr. Reybold was compassionate and sympathetic as he held her hand and told Hank she'd only make it a few more days.

"Er?" Jay asks, shifting her away from her thoughts. He moves forward so he's sitting beside her on the couch, facing toward her. "Are you okay?"

After a few silent moments, Erin lifts her head to once again to meet Jay's worried gaze.

"You know, Camille hated me at first." Erin whispers into the silence, as a single tear rolls down her cheek. "She'd swear to you up and down that it wasn't true if she was here today, but she hated me." Erin says as a chuckle escapes her lips.

A ghost of a smile appears on Jay's mouth as he reaches his hand out to rest on Erin's thigh. Shaking her head lightly as a grin grows across her face, Erin continues. "I was such a little shit, too. I could tell you I didn't do it on purpose, but that would be a lie. Every day I searched for new ways to test the water, almost daring Camille to do something about it. And she wanted to. Ohh she wanted to." Erin adds with a laugh, wiping a tear off her cheek.

Letting his thumb draw small patterns against Erin's leg, Jay smiles back at her before speaking. "What did Voight have to say about all of this?"

"Oh he was pissed." Erin says, chuckling. "He threatened me all the time about getting it together and being on my best-behavior and blah, blah, blah. At the time I really didn't care. I followed his rules- I got good grades, I stayed out of trouble, it just took me some time to adjust, I guess." Erin shrugs.

"Camille tried so hard to keep it together too. Every bad thing I did- and I mean I put her through hell- and she would always just say 'Hank put his faith in you, so I will too.' I swear, she was a saint." Erin says, smiling at the memory. Taking a pull from her beer, she takes a deep breath, trying to calm the ache that comes along with thoughts of Camille.

"So how long until you warmed up to her?"

Erin looks over Jay, as her brows scrunch together.

"Come on, Er. I know you try to be a badass on the outside, but you're really just a big teddy bear." Jay adds with a big grin.

"Whatever!" Erin says as she swings her had out to swat Jay's arm.

Giving her a knowing look, Erin rolls her eyes before continuing, "It was a few months into me living there. Camille would do all these things for me. And I don't mean buy me stuff, or give me things. She always made me work for it. Like really work for it. Gave me housework, put me in charge of laundry, made me help with dinner, find a part-time job. And I loved it."

"Really?" Jay questions, eyebrow raised high in surprise.

Erin shoots Jay a glare before noting the smirk splayed across his lips. She can't help but laugh at that. It did sound a bit ridiculous that her being the take-out queen, with an aptitude for messiness loved helping out with chores. As Jay's laughter illuminates around her, Erin smirks back to him.

"Actually, I really did love it. I never had that, you know?" Erin says, her face growing serious as her gaze shifts back to the room-temperature beer in her hand. "Someone who cared about what I did. Who actually made a point in paying attention to if I was going to school, what my grades were, when my curfew was, who my friends were. It felt real…like a family."

Jay can't help the smile that spreads across his lips and the slight ache in his heart listening to Erin's words. His thumb stills against her thigh as he inches towards her and he softly brushes his lips across her cheek.

Clearing her throat, Erin shrugs against Jay's embrace. "I just miss her."

"I know you do, Er." Jay nods in response, softly planting his lips against hers. Erin lets a small smile spread across her face as she scoots down to rest her cheek against Jay's chest. As she listens to the calm thudding of his heart, Erin lets her breaths ease, no longer feeling the dull ache. Rubbing her back, Jay sends another gentle kiss into her hairline as the two sit in silence.

"So…" Erin says enthusiastically as Jay pulls back to examine her face at the change in tone. Staring into his eyes, Erin sighs before continuing. "Tomorrow we have the day off."

Jay nods slowly, leaning back a little bit further as his eyebrow raises in suspicion at her sudden change in topic. "Yeah...I know we do. And?"

Erin shrugs innocently as she plays with the seam on Jay's t-shirt. Slowly lifting her gaze to meet his once again, she smiles. "I thought we could spend it together, if you're free?"

Jay chuckles lightly. "Erin, you don't have to ask me if I want to spend the day with you. Yes, I'm free, and I was already planning on spending the day with you."

"Good- great!" Erin corrects as she leans in and plants her lips against his for a lingering kiss. Letting her lips morph against his, Erin curls her fingers against Jay's t-shirt clad chest as Jay's hands snake out to wrap around her waist and cup her chin.

Pulling away slightly, Erin smiles widely, "Oh yeah. And, um, we're going to lunch with Hank, too." she adds against his lips before attempting to lean in for another kiss.

Jay leans back slightly as his hand fall to his side and his eyes widen in surprise. "What? No. What?" he stutters out.

"Oh come on." Erin pleads as she runs her hands down Jay's chest to rest on the hard muscles of his abs.

Jay rolls his eyes as Erin sticks her lips out in a pout and her brows droop together. Scraping her hands against the hard lines of his abs once again. "Please."

"He doesn't even like me, Er." Jay tries.

"He does too." Erin scoffs.

Letting out a deep chuckle, Jay slides both his hands to rest on Erin's hips. "The guy took every opportunity possible to let me know you were off limits, he's threatened my job more than once, not to mention that look he always gives me. He tolerates me- at best."

Erin can't help the laugh that escapes her lips. "He likes you, Jay. Trust me."

"Ok. Sure, Erin." Jay says sarcastically.

"So, that mean you're going?"

Rolling his eyes again, Jay lets out a deep breath and nods as Erin inches closer, closing the gap between them once again. "Thank you." She whispers, brushing her lips against his.

Jay smiles against her lips before pulling slightly back and raising a brow at her.

"You owe me."


A/N: Hey everyone! This one is a little bit different then some of the others, but I wanted to focus on Jay and Hank since they both are so important to Erin. Hopefully we get to see some scenes with the three of them together in the future. I hope you enjoyed it! Please review!