Hey y'all. It's been a while, I know. Enjoy the new chapter and let me know what you think. It's quite fluffy and I don't know. I hope you like it. My apologies for the delay in finishing this and for any mistakes. Enjoy!

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They ended up moving from the kitchen to the living room in Voight's to watch a football game. Jay sat at one end of the small sofa, and Erin at the other with only bit of space between them. The game played on, the Chicago Bears playing some other team the two could care less about. Jay turned to his left to glance at Erin; she sat with her legs crossed like a pretzel and her hands resting on her large belly with her eyes focused on the television.

He watched her with a small smile on his face and his eyes bright with love for the woman sat beside him. She was having his baby and she still wanted to be with him and have a future with him, and he was more grateful for her than he had ever felt before.

Erin looked to her right, catching his stare and she smiled a coy grin at him. "What?"

Jay shook his head. "Nothing."

"You were staring," Erin said.

"I was admiring," Jay said in return smiling wider at her.

"Creepy," Erin teased.

Jay rolled his eyes and reached his left arm out towards her. He grabbed her right hand and gave a gentle tug. "Come here."

Erin smiled and moved closer to him, stretching her legs out toward the other end where she'd been sitting previously. Jay pulled the sofa pillow out from behind his back and dropped it in his lap before Erin settled her head down on it. His left arm stayed stretched out, his hand setting over her belly, while his other hand settled over Erin's head. His fingers raked through her dirty blonde hair and his grin grew larger as Erin rested one of her hands over his on her stomach.

They stayed like that for a while, watching the game, and appreciating the comfortable silence that enveloped them. There was a rustling at the front door, a couple stomps of boots on the porch, and then the door opened and Hank walked in. A light layer of white covering his head and dusting his jacket.

"Hey kids," he greeted, taking off his coat and setting it on a hook on the wall. He walked into the living room and took a seat in his recliner, glancing between the couple on his couch and the television as the game went to commercial.

"Who's winning?" Hank asked the pair looking between them now.

Jay sighed. "Not the Bears. Snowing out I see. How are the roads?"

Hank shrugged. "Not too bad right now. I see my house is still in one piece, so thanks for that. Everything's okay then I take it?

Erin rolled her eyes. "Everything is just fine."

"If you say so. You sticking around for a while Halstead?" Hank asked looking at the man in front of him.

Jay felt his stomach flip in a horrible way at the idea of leaving Erin, but he shook his head. "If it started snowing then I should probably head out. I don't wanna get caught in a storm later."

Erin shook her head, looking up at him, and squeezed Jay's hand over her stomach. "Stay."

Jay looked down and raised an eyebrow at her. "You sure?"

He watched Erin roll her eyes before she turned her head back to the television. He felt her squeeze his hand again.

"You're staying," Erin said.

Jay shook his head with a smile on his face as he looked over at Hank. "I guess I'm staying."

"Thought so," Hank muttered as he reclined his chair all the way back and got comfy; he was out in less than fifteen minutes.

Jay held back a laugh at the sound of his sergeant snoring and looked down at Erin. She was still awake, but barely. She pulled herself up into a sitting position and moved to stand on her feet.

"You okay?" Jay asked.

She turned to face him and nodded, tipping her head to the stairs. "Gotta pee. Why don't you turn the T.V. off and meet me in my old room?"

Jay nodded and stood from the couch while Erin made her way upstairs. He turned the television off and covered Hank with the blanket over the back of the couch before following after Erin upstairs. He walked into her old bedroom and kicked his boots off by the door before he pulled back the blankets and lay down on the bed. He heard the sound of a flushing toilet, and then the faucet running before the door to the attached bathroom swung open. Erin walked out and over to her bedroom door, closing it quietly, before she went around to the other side of her bed and climbed in beside Jay.

Erin turned her head and smiled at the man beside her. "Hi."

"Hey," Jay said, smiling back at her with bright eyes and turning on his side to face her.

"Thank you for staying," Erin told him as she moved closer to him.

Jay lifted his arm, a silent invitation, and Erin took it. She turned on her right side, the edge of her large belly pressed against Jay's stomach, but he didn't mind. He pulled his left arm out from between them and moved it overtop Erin's head, his hand holding the back of it. His right arm wrapped around her body, hand at her back and keeping her close. Erin's left hand moved to the front of Jay's shirt, gripping it tight in a closed fist while her other stayed wedged between their close bodies.

Erin set her eyes on his and after a few moments her hand moved from his shirt and up to his face. She trailed her pointer finger down his cheek, over the bridge of his nose, then over his lips and he pecked her finger as she did so.

"I hope he looks like you," she whispered.

"I hope he has your dimples in his cheeks," Jay told her as he stared back at her.

Erin's smile widened, her cheeks giving way and showing the perfect deformation he'd mentioned.

"Your eyes and those freckles," Erin said.

"You like them now, but you haven't seen many photos of me as a kid. It was awful."

"I bet you were adorable," Erin said.

"I'll have to dig out some old photo albums for you. I'm sure you won't say it then," Jay chuckled.

He noticed her smile falter in the slightest and he gave a soft squeeze to her back. "What's wrong?"

"Promise me we'll take lots of pictures of him and fill albums up for him and make a baby book, and we'll remember everything. That we won't be like my mom or your dad. I want him to know how loved he is," Erin said quietly.

Jay nodded and pressed his lips against her forehead before whispering, "I promise."

"It still seems crazy to me that we're having a baby," Erin said a few moments later.

"Crazy good or crazy bad?" Jay asked with a raised eyebrow.

Erin shrugged against him. "Both. You know how scared I am, but I'm excited too. I just don't wanna mess this up. I don't want you to wake up one day, feeling disappointed with your life. With me. Thinking that you could have done better."

Jay gave a gentle squeeze to her lower back. "I'm never gonna think that, Erin."

Erin shook her head. "You say that now, but who knows what could happen. I hate feeling so dependent on someone, but the thought of losing you puts an ache in my chest that I know would rip me apart if ever happened."

"It's not gonna happen. I'm never gonna stop loving you. Or being there for you. I'll never abandon you or get sick of you. If anything you'll get sick of me."

Erin shook her head again. "No, I won't."

Jay chuckled. "Let's just both agree to disagree then, alright?"

Erin smiled at him and nodded. "I can try to do that."

"Good," Jay said before he kissed her forehead once more.

They stayed silent for another moment, Erin closing her eyes, and then she felt Jay squeeze her against him. She opened her eyes, saw him smiling at her and raised an eyebrow.

"So..." he drew out.

"So?" Erin asked.

"How many kids do you see us having?"

Erin eyes went wide at his question. "Kids? As in plural?"

Jay laughed and nodded his head. "Yes. Do you see us having more than one?"

He watched her take a deep breath before she pulled away from him and sat up in the bed. She crossed her legs like a pretzel and looked back at Jay. She gave him a one shoulder shrug and a teasing smirk. "I've honestly never thought about it. I never even considered having kids until you knocked me up."

Jay rolled his eyes, but smiled as he followed her lead and sat up beside her. "Fair enough."

"How many do you want?" Erin wondered.

"As many as you'll give us," Jay shot back.

"And what if one is enough for me?" Erin questioned.

"Then we'll have one amazing son," Jay told her.

Erin nodded slowly. "Even though I can tell by the look in your eyes that you want more than one?"

Jay sighed then and reached for one of Erin's hands that rested in her lap. "I want you to want to have more kids with me because you want to. Not because you think it'll make me happy or wanna stick around."

Erin shook her head and offered a small smile. "Ya know, most guys don't want to stick around with one baby that was unplanned, and here you are talking about having more down the road."

"You should know by now that I'm not most guys. And I've always wanted at least two kids," Jay said.

"Two kids, a dog and a house in the 'burbs kinda guy huh?" Erin teased.

Jay laughed, but turned a serious gaze on Erin as he looked at her square in the eyes. "Something like that, yeah. Toys all over the place, schedules on the fridge, and a beautiful wife with my last name."

Erin's smile faded and she swallowed a large lump that had formed at the back of her throat. "Marriage?"

Jay nodded, seeing the scared look that came over her face and squeezed her hand in his. "Eventually."

"Another thing I never considered," Erin said quietly.

"Why is that?" Jay asked her.

"I never really thought of myself as mom or wife material."

"Because of your childhood?" Jay pushed.

Erin nodded. "That and, well, you know my track record isn't so great with guys. I just never thought that, that life was the kind of life for me. It seems unfeasible."

"Maybe, but you didn't think the cop life was a life for you either. Yet here we are."

Erin nodded again slowly. "Here we are."

Jay squeezed her hand once again before he brought it to his lips and kissed her knuckles. "I'm not proposing you know? I know this conversation took a few unforeseen turns, but it's not something you have to decide on wanting today."

Erin only nodded yet again before she lay back down, bringing Jay with her. She cuddled up against him once more and buried her face in his chest. His arms went around her and her hands held onto him tightly.

"For now, let's just worry about this little guy and maybe one day we'll have this conversation again," Erin mumbled against Jay's neck.

He tightened his hold on her slightly and kissed the top of her head. "One day."