Two chapters in two days. I'm on a roll. This chapter is kind of short, and much like the precious chapter, it's a bit of a filler but it sets it up for the next chapter.

The next chapter is the final, and it is when things are going to get interesting. It's a bit Nadia centric… but it does include Linstead. And it wraps things up a bit for us all. After that, I have one final epilogue.

After I finish posting the rest of this story, I will pick back up with I Wished for This! So much love to everyone who has been patient with me on that story. And much love to everyone who has taken the time out of their lives to read this story!

You all have no idea how much you all, and your kind words, mean to me. Enjoy.

"Hi baby boy!" Erin exclaims, walking into her son's room. She smiles as she sees her now 7, almost 8 month old son standing up in his crib. His tiny fists were holding on tight to the railing, and he was smiling, showing off his one tooth. When he sees his momma, he begins to jump with excitement. "Oh goodness, somebody is in a good mood today!" She praises him, lifting him out of the crib and heading toward the changing table to change his diaper.

Jonathan lays back, being the good baby he was, allowing her to change his diaper. His smile grows as he sees his father walk into the nursery and stand behind Erin. Jay makes a funny face over his wife's shoulder, earning a cackle from the little boy. Both Erin and Jay's smile grow at the glorious sound.

"And it looks like somebody is getting another tooth," Jay says, reaching over his wife and rubbing his finger along his son's gum. "You poor little guy, you can't catch a break, can you?"

"And neither can we," Erin sighs, before lifting her now clean son, up into her arms. She and Jay had stayed up most of the night a couple days earlier as their poor little man tried his hardest to deal with his first tooth popping through.

"Come here bud," Jay says, reaching for his son who was now antsy in his wife's arms, wanting his father. "What do you say I take you down and feed you while your mom goes and wakes your sister?"

"Oh gee thanks, babe." Erin says offering her husband an eye roll, which Jay laughs in return. Jay pushes past her, heading downstairs while Erin makes her way across the hall to wake her daughter.

After a full thirty minute battle of waking her daughter, and getting her into the tub, Erin comes down stairs and collapses in her seat. A now clean, wide awake, and very well put together Jaelyn skips after her, before taking her seat as well.

Jay had already fed Jonathan in the time it took Erin to wake Jaelyn, and now the 7 month old was sitting in his high chair, babbling on and watching his mom and sister closely. Jay was now standing at the stove fixing breakfast for the rest of them.

He glances over his shoulder and sees how worn down his wife already was, and laughs slightly. He grabs the cup of coffee he had already prepared for her, and sits it down in front of her. He kisses her head softly and she offers him a warm smile before he moves back to the stove, and she begins to nurse the cup of coffee.

"Are you glad today is your last day of school, munchkin?" Jay asks, flipping the pancake he was working on, before glancing over his shoulder at his daughter.

"No, I like school!" Jaelyn argues, causing both Erin and Jay to laugh. She had come such a long way since her first day of kindergarten.

"I know you do baby," Erin says reaching over and pushing a curl out of her daughter's face. She makes a mental note to better pin her hair before she takes her to school. "But you get a few months to play, and swim and you're even gonna have another baby to play with, in just a few weeks." She says, referring to Nadia, who was due any time. She was eight and a half months along, huge, and ready to be done with the whole thing.

"I guess." Jaelyn mutters, turning her attention to the pancake Jay had sat in front of her.

"Eat up, Jaelyn." Jay orders his daughter before returning to the stove to grab his and Erin's plate. "We only have a little bit before we got to get you off."

Twenty minutes later, the family was finishing up their breakfast. Jaelyn was in the middle of retelling her mother the story where she and her 'best friend' Macy had a contest to see who was fastest at running from the playground to the door to the school, and she had fallen and scraped up her knee.

Jay, was turned to his son in the high chair, trying his hardest to get him to talk. So far, the little boy could say momma and sissy but he had still not conquered the word Jay longed to hear. "Come on little man, just say daddy. Dad-dy."

"Oh Jay, will you give it up?" Erin laughs. "He will say it when he is ready."

"Says you!" Jay says shooting his wife a dirty look over his shoulder. "He's already said momma."

"Yeah and payback is a bitch. Jaelyn said daddy first."

Jaelyn shrieks. "Momma! You owe me a dollar!"

Erin rolls her eyes, as Jay chuckles, before turning back to face his son.

"Oh no you don't buddy." Erin informs her husband. "I don't have any cash, give me some."

"You can't be serious." Jay groans, and Erin's smile grows. "You were the one who cursed in front of her, not me."

"Yeah, but I didn't have time to go to the bank yesterday, so I don't have any cash. Hand it over." She says, holding her hand out. Jay rolls his eyes but pulls his wallet out of his back pocket. He fishes through it, pulling out a dollar bill and slapping it into his wife's open hand. She smirks and then turns, offering it to her daughter.

Jay rolls his eyes once again as he stuffs his wallet back into his pocket before turning back to Jonathan, who was now starting at him, waiting. "Come on bud, dad-dy."

"Na-na!" Jonathan exclaims, confusing Jay all together.

"What?" Jay asks, glancing over his shoulder, to where his son was looking and smiling. He rolls his eyes when he sees a very pregnant Nadia waddle her way into the kitchen to join them. "Are you freaking kidding me, kid? Come on!"

Nadia laughs. "Your kid loves me moreee." She teases him.

"Do you ever knock?" Jay asks, teasing her back. "Geez Nadia."

"I've missed you too, Jay." She mutters, before taking the seat next to Erin.

"You guys better get going," Erin says, earning her husband's attention yet again. "You're gonna be late dropping her off."

Jay's eyes drift to the wall, to the clock and he sighs. "She's right little Jae, go get your shoes on." Jaelyn nods, takes off into the living room. Jay stands as well, taking everybody's dirty dishes as he goes. He quickly loads them into the dishwasher before walking back over and lifting his son out of the high chair. He throws him slightly in the air and catches him with ease, earning a cackle from Jonathan and a groan of disapproval from Erin. "Your momma is no fun, Jonathan." He mutters, kissing the little boys cheek before plopping him down in Erin's lap.

"I'll get the girl, you take the boy?"

"Yep, I'll drop him off with the sitter and we'll meet you at work."

"Actually, I'm going in late today. I have a doctor's appointment." Nadia informs her, sneaking a drink of Erin's coffee.

"Alright, then I'll drop the boy off and I'll meet you at work." Jay nods before leaning down and kissing his wife sweetly. "Love you."

"Love you too, Er." He winks at her, before heading toward the front door, where Jaelyn was already anxiously waiting on him.

"Love you momma!" Jaelyn yells, as she runs out the door.

"Love you too baby." Erin yells back, chuckling slightly.

"Your kids are too cute, Er." Nadia laughs, leaning over to kiss her nephew's cheek.

"I know," Erin says, turning her attention back to her son who rested in her lap, smiling up at her. "And just think, in a few weeks you'll have a little cutie of your own."

"I know," Nadia says, her smile growing. She runs her hand over her now huge stomach, and feels her heart skip a beat as she feels her baby girl press back against her hand. "I can't wait."

"Has anyone seen Nadia?" Hank asks, walking out of his office and into the bull pit. "I need her to triangulate this guy's phone!" Nadia had gone through the academy a few years back, and Voight had pulled her into his unit right away. But when she found out she was pregnant, he had stuck her on tech duty, and writing warrants.

"She's still not back from the doctor?" Erin asks, glancing up from her computer and over to Nadia's desk. "Her appointment was over three hours ago." She reaches over and picks up the phone, dialing Nadia's number.

"I'll do it, Sarge." Kevin informs him, before turning back to his computer.

Hank nods in appreciation to Kevin, before looking back to Erin. "Let me know when you get a hold of her." Erin just nods.

After about five rings, Nadia finally picks up, and Erin lets out a sigh of relief. "Where are you?"

"I'm in the hospital –"

"What?" Erin demands, earning the attention of her husband across from her. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Erin, calm down. I'm okay." Erin calms instantly. "My blood pressure was a little high, so they admitted me just to keep an eye on me and the baby."

"Okay, I'm on my way." Nadia doesn't argue, knowing it was no use. Erin says her goodbyes and gathers her stuff, standing up.

"What's going on? Did you find her?" Hank asks, suddenly reappearing in the doorway of his office.

"Yeah, she's in the hospital. She's fine. Her blood pressure was just a little high so the DR admitted her."

"Go," He instructs. "Be with her and keep us informed." Erin nods, and stops briefly at Jay's desk.

"I'll get the kids, go be with Nadia." He tells her, before she even has a chance to say anything. She smiles in gratitude and leans over, kissing him quickly before heading toward the stairs.

"I told you two, I don't want to see any of that crap in my bull pin!" Hank yells after her, shooting Halstead a dirty look before turning and heading back into his office. He slams the door in disgust, causing Ruzek and Atwater to burst out in laughter.

"Will you two grow up?" Jay mutters, slightly annoyed, before turning back to his computer.

Three Days Later

"You said that the doctor is going to be discharging you now right?" Jay asks as he glances around the hospital room, taking in and making sure he had gotten all of Nadia's belongings, before turning to glance at her. She sat on the side of the bed, slipping her jacket on over her sweats.

"Yeah, the nurse just went to grab my papers. All I have to do is sign them and I'm good to go."

"Ok good. I know the nurse will wheel you out so I'm gonna go downstairs, bring the car around and call Erin to tell her we're on our way. She's gonna meet us at your apartment; they're leaving the doctor office now. You gonna be okay for a few minutes?"

Nadia laughs. "Yes Jay, I'll be fine. Go ahead and I'll be down in a few minutes." He nods and heads out the door, leaving her alone. However she was only alone for less than a minute before she heard a knock on the door. She glances over her shoulder to find a doctor walking in, a stack of papers in hand.

He moves around her hospital bed so that he was standing in front of her. "Miss Decotis, we have a few things to discuss before I dismiss you."

"That doesn't sound too promising." She laughs slightly, only to be met by silence from Dr. Johnson. "What's going on?"

Dr. Johnson clears his throat before taking the seat next to her bed. "I know you've had a rough pregnancy, and you've been feeling a bit off lately." Nadia nods her head, still trying to figure out where he was taking this conversation. "This morning when we did the ultrasound to check on your little girl, we found something."

Nadia's heart stops as it all begins to make sense. The somber look on his face, the monotone voice, and the lack of his usual sense of humor. This was bad. "What did you find?"

Dr. Johnson once again clears his throat. "We found a tumor on your ovary. It was quite large, and after running it by a few colleagues, we all seem to agree that it is possible it has spread."

To say Nadia's world had come to a screeching hault would be an understatement. "So you're saying it is cancer?"

Dr. Johnson nods his head. "We don't know for certain until we run some tests, but unfortunately yes we do believe so."

"So what happens to my baby girl?"

The doctor reaches out and hands her a small stack of pamphlets as well as an appointment card. "These will answer all of your questions. Take your time, read through them, do some research if you would like. You have an appointment to meet me in my office tomorrow. Feel free to bring any questions you may have and we will discuss your options."

"Just answer my question." Nadia mumbles, her eyes glued to the stack of information in her hands.

"And what would that be?"

She slowly lifts her gaze from the papers in her hands to the doctor sitting in front of her. "Say I do undergo treatments to get rid of this tumor, will it hurt my baby?"

"You never know the full risks until you undergo treatments, but yes, it is very possible it could do harm to your baby. And I'm afraid it has already progressed so far, that I don't think you could wait until after she's here."

She shakes her head, firmly. "Then cancel the appointment, my mind is already made up. I do not want any treatments."

"Miss Decotis, I strongly encourage you –"

"No!" She exclaims, having already made up her mind. "I don't care what happens to me, I will not put my daughter in harm's way. I just can't do it and I'm sorry if you don't understand that, but that is my final decision and nobody can change my mind."

"Very well," Dr. Johnson sighs, defeated. He places the discharge papers on the table in front of her before handing her a pen. "Sign right here and you are free to go."

She takes the pen and scribbles her name across the bottom of the page before handing both to the doctor. She thanks him with a silent nod and stands up, making her way to the door of the room, where her nurse waited with a wheelchair.

"I will keep your appointment open just in case you change your mind," The doctor informs her as she walks away from him. She simply ignores him.

"You have everything?" The nurse asks, as Nadia slips the pamphlets into the trashcan. She nods her head and then moves to sit down in the wheelchair.

"Yeah, let's get out of here."