Hey guys! Sorry for the delay! I was going through some things and didn't have a chance to work on this story. Anyways...

Here is the last chapter for Let It Fade to Black, I hope you enjoy! I just want to thank all of you for the reviews, faves, and follows as well as your patience!

Chapter Fourteen - Let it Fade to Black (Strip It Down - Luke Byran)

Jay got his wish and was released from Chicago Med the next day, but not without strict instructions from his brother.

"You're not listening."

"Yeah, because every time you talk, your voice sounds like a dying walrus." Jay said as the words came flying out of his mouth. "I feel like shit, so if you wanna shut your fucking pie hole, it would be appreciated."

"Maybe you should stay another day, if you are feeling that bad." Will said as they continued toward the front of the hospital.

"NO."

"Erin, a little help here?" Will pleaded.

"I can't argue with him, I hate hospitals just as much as he does." Erin told him as she followed behind the two brothers.

"Fine, you are free to go. But, you are to stay in bed for the rest of the day, no heavy lifting for the next week, change the bandage once every day, and " Will said as he cleared his voice. "no sexual activity for two weeks."

Jay rolled his eyes at his brothers pestering even though he was touched that Will cared.

"Connor has already told everything else pertaining your care to Erin, if there are any problems do not hesitate to call." Will said as he walked away.

Erin and Jay continued their walk out to the Chrysler, getting into their respective seats.

"I could go for a beer right now." Jay sighed as he attempted to get comfortable.

"I bet, but you're not getting one."

"What? Why?" he whined.

"Pain meds and alcohol do not mix."

"Like you would ever know if I had a drink or not.."

"Well I do have a six pack in my fridge but you," she said as she glanced towards Jay "are not getting any."

"Your fridge? Who said anything about going to your place?"

"Apparently after you suffer a serious injury, you are to not supposed be left unattended." she joked "For the next couple of days you are staying with me because your brother is on call. I ran by your apartment before I got to the hospital and got some clothes for you."

"Er, I'm a big boy, I think I can take care of myself."

"I don't care, you are staying with me and that is final."

"When did Voight let you move back in?"

"He hasn't exactly, but I think I have finally gained his trust back over these past few weeks."

Jay didn't argue with her about staying at her place, it felt more like home than his apartment. And after the sixth day of him being released from the hospital, he was still at her apartment and showed no signs of leaving any time soon.

"Hey I'm back!" Erin yelled as she walked through the front door.

"In the bedroom!" Jay yelled back.

Erin took off her coat, and hung it next to Jays, kicking her boots off at the door, and setting her bag down on the small table before heading towards the bedroom.

"Oh my gosh."

"I got a little bored and decided on rearranging the room, I mean you said last night that you didn't like the way it was so..."

"So you moved it around?"

"Yeah, I also kind of got tired looking at that white wall every night."

Erin stood there and nodded her head. "If you tore something, Will is going to kill me." She told him in all seriousness, rolling her eyes as she walked out and headed towards the kitchen.

By the twelfth day, Erin was pretty sure Jay was now living there. He had gone to his apartment the previous day, grabbing some more clothes and other necessities that he brought back to her place. He was also going stir crazy by having to stay out of the precinct. It seemed as though not an hour went by while Erin was at the district that Jay would not text her to find out how work was going without him being there.

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The team had just been handed a new case, and were unwillingly working at their desks, tracking down leads instead of out in the field. Antonio and Kevin were on their phones, Mouse and Adam were tracking something down on the computer, Olinsky was talking to Voight in his office and Erin was trying to sort through paper work, but was checking her phone every five minutes to see if Jay had called or texted her as she knew he was supposed to be getting the all clear from Dr. Rhodes this morning.

"Well, look who has graced us with his presence. To what do we owe the pleasure Halstead?" asked Ruzek asked he turned around from Mouse's desk at the sound of boots quickly working their way up the stairs.

"I, am officially back." Jay said grinning from ear to ear as he pulled the folded sheet of paper out of his back pocket before striding across the room to his desk, sitting down but not before glancing at Erin who was smiling back at him.

"Well, glad to have you back." Antonio said as he came over to Jays desk, firmly slapping his shoulder.

"So, what are we working on?" Jay asked as he placed the paper on his desk, before he turned and began studying the white board.

The team filled him in as quickly as they could on the case, the victims, the suspects and the evidence. And by the time they had gotten that done it was well into the early part of the afternoon.

Atwater and Dawson had left to talk to a CI. Ruzek and Burgess went to lunch. Olinsky went to the boxing gym to talk to Michelle. Mouse was in the tech room. And Voight was at some meeting that required all the district sergeant's attention. Which left Erin and Jay to themselves in the bullpen.

Jay would look at Erin when she wasn't looking, Erin would look at Jay when he wasn't looking.

"What do you want Jay?" Erin asked without looking up from the report she was reading.

"I have been back, what, half the day and I have not gotten something as simple as a 'hello' from you. Did I do something?"

"Hey Halstead, is that better? No you have not done anything wrong, now if you are happy and don't mind I am trying to put these W9-2s in order." She said as she dropped the papers to her desk and ran her fingers through her hair frustratingly. "Where the hell is it?" she mumbled to herself.

Jay looked at her with a quizzical look before he caught her eye.

"I have been over these files at least three times now, and every time, I keep coming up missing the two main witness accounts from the initial investigation that gangs did."

Jay smiled and laughed to himself before rummaging through the organized chaos on his desk.

"You mean these?" he said as he pulled them out of a stack, standing up and walking them across the aisle.

"Yes!" Erin said as she grabbed the papers out of his hand "Wait… Why did you have these?"

"I grabbed them earlier when you went for coffee, I was trying to see if we missed anything from there reports." Jay said as he walked back to his desk.

"And did we?"

"Not from what I can tell, the statements seem pretty solid."

Erin nodded her head, and continued to sort and file the now complete set of witness statements that she had.

"What are you doing tonight?" Erin asked as she placed the last file folder onto Mouse's desk for him to look over, scan and electronically file.

"Nothing, thought about going to Molly's and watching some hockey. Why?"

"Oh, no reason." She lied as she sat down, back at her desk.

"Lindsay..." Jay glared, looking up from his computer.

"Halstead..." Erin countered as she looked over to her partner.

"Wanna come over and watch the game from my place?" Jay offered.

"I bring the beer, you order the pizza?"

"Supreme or Margarita?"

"Surprise me." She laughed, knowing that Halstead knew her too well.

The later part of the day began to come upon them, everyone had come back from their separate tasks and errands, with very few leads until the search warrants were approved, Voight decided to call it a night and let them go early.

Jay was rummaging through the take-out menus sprawled out on the kitchen counter when a knock came from the front door. "It's open!" he yelled before hearing the door open.

"How did you know it was me? For all you know, I could have been attempting a B&E." Erin said as she stepped into the kitchen, sitting the six-pack she had in her hand on the table.

"Well I would consider myself armed… and dangerous." He boyishly smiled as he turned around from the counter to face her.

"Yeah, ok." Erin said as she jokingly punched him in the shoulder before grabbing two beers and popping the cap off of them, handing one to Jay, both taking a long drag.

"So, how does it feel to be back?" Erin asked as she jumped up onto the kitchen counter.

"Oh, you know, it's ok." He smiled as he leaned against the counter towards Erin.

"Only ok? So you would rather be sitting here, driving me insane than I don't know, doing something productive like say your job?"

"You know," Jay said as he placed his bottle onto the counter "I personally would rather be doing this." He said as he closed the space between the two of them, firmly placing his lips onto hers as he found himself standing in between her legs. Erin wrapping her legs around his waist as her lips parted, letting him gently pull and tug at her bottom lip. A frustrated moan escaped from her lips as he left her lips swollen and aching for more, moving down her neck, sucking and placing sloppy kisses. Jay picked her up off the counter, returning his lips to hers as Erin tightened her legs around his waist, he guided them out of the kitchen and towards the bedroom, bumping into the couch, causing them to both fall over the arm of the sofa. Erin couldn't help but laugh "You know, as many times as we have done this, I would have figured you would know the way around your own apartment." She laughed as Jay straddled above her.

"I do." Jay said as he leant down, placing kisses along the curve of her neck.

"Then how come we always end up falling onto the couch?"

Before Jay could answer, there was a knock at the front door.

Erin let out a small sigh, but Jay ignored the interruption and began lifting up the hem of Erin's shirt, pulling the fabric over her head.

"If you don't go and answer it, they might not ever leave…" She thought aloud.

"They'll get the message…"

Erin silently agreed, returning her attention to what was in front of her, running her fingers up under his shirt, gently running her nails across his washboard abs, before reaching to pull the fabric over his head, but her actions were halted with a hand catching her wrists.

"Hold on.." Jay irritatingly sighed as he jumped off the couch and approached the door, it was only then she realized that the pestering knock had returned. He looked through the small whole in the door, which abled him see who was standing out in the hallway. He jumped back, let out a curse out from under his breath as he ran a hand through his hair, before grabbing the handle of the door, pulling it open.

"It's about time you opened up the damn door!"

"Yeah, sorry about that wh-"

"What the hell man! Did you forget that-. Woah. Lindsay?" an aggravated voice said as they let themselves into Jay's apartment.

"Ruzek…" Erin said as she jumped up off the couch to her feet, thankful she had had enough time to throw her shirt back on.

"What are you doing here?"

"Am I not allowed at my boyfriend's place or something?"

"No, not when he promised… Wait, did you say boyfriend? What happened to the whole 'War War Three' 'I hate you' incident at the precinct a few weeks ago?."

"We just needed some space and to talk it out." Erin told him.

"And Voight approves?"

"Yep."

"And you're still breathing?" Ruzek said looking towards Jay.

"Alive and kicking."

"Well… I umm, I am just going to go. Have a nice night and uh, sorry for interrupting." Ruzek said glancing towards Erin, giving her a strange look before walking back out into the hall.

"What the hell was that about?" Erin asked as she turned towards Jay.

"Oh my god."

"What?"

"I may have…"

"You didn't." she as her eyes grew wide and she ran her hand across her throat.

"Yep." Jay tried to hold back a laugh but ultimately failed.

"Jay Halstead! Are you telling me that I have a hicky on my neck?!" Erin exclaimed as Jay nodded his head, still laughing at Erin's antics. "I guess it's a good thing it's winter." She said as she walked back towards the kitchen, opening refrigerator and grabbing a beer, opening the brew and taking a drag.

"Jay?" Erin asked after a few minutes of no longer hearing Jay's uncontrollable fit of laughter he seemed to have. She heard no reply, and made her way towards the living room, where she ran into Jay, with a devilish grin on his face.

"Jay?"

"Erin?"

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You know, we didn't get to finish what we started earlier." He said avoiding Erin's question, as he began walking towards her.

"So, why are we still talking?" Erin said closing the space as her lips landed on his.

Forgive me on the ending as I had no idea how I wanted to end this! Thanks for reading!