Well I may have lied when I said I don't have anymore ideas, well actually I didn't. I just didn't have any ideas when I posted that chapter, then all of a sudden I had loads. Hope you enjoyyyyy :) XOXO

"Alright, me and Dawson will take the back, Olinsky and Ruzek cover the sides, Halstead and Smith go in from the front. We'll meet you in the middle. Now go, be safe, and watch each others six." Hank explained over the radio, as they were driving to the warehouse they were about to raid. They all arrived at the same time, they got out of their cars and headed towards the building with guns raised.

Halstead kicked the door in and ran in trying to find the drug dealers they were after. He cleared the room to his left while Smith took the room to the right, they heard the faint bang of Dawson kicking in the back door on the other side of the warehouse. Gunshots and shouts of 'Chicago PD' echoed throughout the warehouse.

"Both suspects in custody, head back out front." Hank said over the radio. Jay walked back through the rooms to get Layla.

"Layla?" Jay called. "Layla, you in here still?"

"Yeah, in here." There was an uncertainty to her voice, like she'd found something so Jay went to see what it was.

"What is it?" Jay asked. Before there was an answer, he felt himself being shoved up against a wall. At first Jay thought it was another suspect, but it was actually Layla. She attacked his neck with her lips, with such a force that it left a hickey.

"Smith?! What the hell!" Jay yelled. He pushed her off of him and began walking towards the door. Layla ran to the door shutting it then standing in front of it. Jay tried to persuade her to move but Smith was having none of it.

"Come to New York with me." Smith stated. Shocked was an understatement for what Jay felt. Did Smith really think Jay was going to go to New York with her? Especially after how she's behaved these past three weeks.

"Are you serious? No Smith. I wont come to New York with you, now move so we can head back to the district." What happened next made Jay glad that Erin wasn't here or there would be a dead Detective. Layla stood on her tiptoes and kissed Jay. Her hands roamed from his neck to his upper thigh, she hoped for a reaction, there wasn't one. Jay shoved her off and left the building to go back to the district. He told Hank that him and Smith had an argument so that he was gonna ride with Dawson instead.

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"Jesus, Jay. Does Erin turn into a vampire when you guys are at home or something?" Antonio laughed, referring to the hickey on Jays neck.

"Yeah, something like that." Jay replied bluntly, he had completely forgot about that. How was he meant to tell Erin?

A few minutes later they arrived back at the district, Jay got out of Dawson's truck and went up the stairs to meet Erin. The best way for Erin to find out is to tell her what happened truthfully.

"Hey babe. Did you get the dealers?" Erin asked as Jay walked in.

"Uhh yeah.. yeah we did." Jays tone was distant and Erin realised this and instantly knew something was up.

"Babe? What's up?" Erin questioned. Jay motioned for her to follow him so she did. They walked to the locker room where Jay shut and locked the door, making sure no one was in here with them.

"Uhhh.." Jay hesitated.

"Jay? What is it?" Erin coaxed. She hadn't seen him act like this since she was in the hospital four weeks ago.

"On the call." Jay started. "On the call Layla.. Uhhh.. Layla kissed me, and then asked me to run away to New York with her." Jay grimaced.

"SHE WHAT?" Erin yelled.

"Shh Erin. I didn't do anything back I just pushed her off and walked away." Jay explained.

"Good, I know you wouldn't anyway." Erin smiled. "Wait. I didn't give you that. Did I?" She questioned, running her fingers over the hickey that Layla ha left there just an hour ago.

"No. That was Layla." Jay said embarrassingly.

"That bitch." Erin growled. "Where is she now?" She asked.

"Probably cleaning my truck, like she usually is."

"Good, we need to have a word."

"Erin, please don't. You'll get in trouble, especially as we all know you don't have words with people. You go crazy on them." Jay laughed pulling Erin into a hug.

"I'm serious, I'm only having a word with her. I promise." Giving Jay a quick kiss before going to find Smith.

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Erin found Smith cleaning the back of Jays truck.

"Layla. A word?" Erin asked politely. The rest of the team cleared out of the garage, they heard Erin's tone, and even though it may have sounded polite they knew she was about to explode.

"Sure." Layla replied putting down the cleaning products she was using and lent on the side of the car.

"What happened on that warehouse raid?" Erin questioned.

"We caught the suspects." Layla replied bluntly.

"I mean between you and Jay."

"He kissed me."

"Really? He kissed you? I find that very hard to believe."

"Why's that?"

"Why would someone so superior, so caring, so selfless.. kiss you? You're a dirty scrounging little bitch." Erin spat.

"Excuse me, but everything you just said about me is not true at all. I cant help that your boyfriend cheats on you and you don't care." Layla accused.

"Honestly, you do talk a lot of crap, don't you?" Erin laughed.

"Just like you talked crap when you were high and having sex with people for money?" Layla said.

"Shut up." Erin whispered.

"Aww, did I hit somebody's soft spot?"

"I SAID SHUT UP!" Erin yelled.

"Ooohh we are feisty aren't we? Now where were we? Oh yeah I remember.. Jay kissed me. He also said he wanted me to run away with him to New York. Did you know that?"

"I swear to god Smith if you don't shut your mouth and stop spreading shit.. you're gonna regret ever setting foot in this district!" Erin fired at her.

"What are you gonna do? You're a recovered junkie who's step dad owns IU.. no one will believe you with anything you say."

"Okay.. first of all you have no idea what my past is like, and second.. leave Hank out of this, he hasn't done anything wrong."

"The only thing he did wrong was take you in off of the streets, he should've just left you out there."

"Why are you being so rude? I came down here and was being polite and nice to you even though you constantly throw yourself at my boyfriend. All I wanted to know is why you did it?" Erin asked.

" Alright fine I did it, but I did it because he deserves someone better than you. But as he wont leave you.. you're gonna leave him and I'll be his support until he falls in love with me." Layla smirked.

"And how do you plan on doing that? Kidnapping me?" Erin laughed.

"Nope, killing you." Layla said as she pulled her gun from her holster aiming straight for Erin's chest. Even though she knows she should go for the head and that she wants Erin gone, she wants her to die a slow, painful death. Before erin could yell for help or turn and run, she felt a sharp pain in the left side of her chest. Layla had shot her.