I'm glad everyone enjoyed Erin being sick so much! It was a request that I had gotten a lot, so it's good to know that it lived up to everyone's expectations. Thank you all for reviewing and letting me know your thoughts!

Based on everyone's reviews, I think I am going to do the second set of A-Z as a separate story. When it is posted, I will post a chapter on this story letting everyone know so that you can all go read that one too if you would like!

I got a review asking if I was open to prompts for the second set of A-Z and the answer is YES, please send me prompts! As of now, I only have an idea of what I'm doing for the first chapter and that is it! For Trust I didn't have as much room to squeeze in all of your guys' ideas because I had it all planned out before I even posted it here, but I have absolutely nothing planned out so PLEASE REVIEW WITH PROMPTS!

Just as a heads up, I already have U, V, and W written and they are all shorter chapters, as is this one. Because they are shorter, I am going to post them sooner. I'm hoping that you'll all love them enough that you won't care that they're kind of short, and that I'll make up for it with Y and Z, which I am going to try and make longer!

Anyway, please review after this chapter and let me know what you think, and any ideas you have for the second set of A-Z, including a title for the story because as of now, I have no idea what I'm going to call it! Thank you all for your continued support!

T: Tears

*Of course Jay has seen her cry before, but there's something different about walking into her apartment and finding Erin huddled under the blankets and sobbing her heart out.

Jay had had the longest week of his life. On Monday, they had gotten slammed with a drug case that should have been simple, but ended up taking the entire day and lasting well into the night.

On Tuesday, he and Erin had gotten into an argument over trusting Voight's judgment on what to do with one of the offenders they had in custody. Of course, Erin had sided with Voight, while Jay didn't think he was right. They eventually made up after agreeing to disagree.

On Wednesday, he had been in a car with Ruzek that was hit by a guy trying to flee the scene of a crime. Neither of them had gotten any injuries, but it was still a big stack of paperwork that he didn't want to deal with.

On Thursday, a new case came in about a kidnapped little boy that they were hoping would have a good outcome. Instead, they found a trail of two more missing little kids and only one of them ended up surviving.

Now, it was Friday and the day hadn't gone much better. Erin had been acting strange all day, Voight was in a terrible mood and had been taking it out on everyone around him, they had all had a load of paperwork to do, and a new case came in about a murdered 17-year-old girl with no clear leads.

To say he was exhausted was an understatement.

Jay had gone to Molly's after work with the guys to blow off some steam. It had definitely helped a little bit and he could feel that some of the tension was released from his body. It was 11:30pm and he was expecting to see Erin sitting on the couch when he walked in. He knew she was home because her car was outside, but there was no sign of her.

He knew her week hadn't been much better than his, so he figured she had decided to go to bed early. He stayed quiet as he went to the bedroom to change clothes.

He opened the door and the hallway light revealed a large Erin-shaped lump under the blankets. He could hear her crying as soon as the door was opened.

Jay had seen Erin cry before, but never like this. These were heart-wrenching sobs that he knew she was only letting out because she thought she was alone. He considering letting her cry in private, but there was no way he could leave her like this.

He went over to her side of the bed and gently pulled the blankets back. Erin was curled into the fetal position and her entire body was shaking with the force of her cries. She looked startled at suddenly being revealed in her vulnerable position. He could see it in her eyes that she was desperately trying to gain control back, but failing miserably.

"Hey, whatever's going on, just let it out. I'm not going to judge you. If you need to cry, then cry."

As soon as those words were out, Erin just turned to him and continued her heartbreaking cries. He moved so he could lay next to her and held her close to him.

Jay ran different scenarios through his head to try and figure out the cause of this. She didn't look like she had any physical injuries. They hadn't gotten in any arguments and she was letting him be here, so it couldn't have been anything he did. He wasn't sure what could have brought this on. He knew that if he waited long enough, she would tell him.

He didn't know how long he had held her until Erin started gasping for air and hyperventilating. Jay stroked her hair gently.

"Deep breaths, baby. It's okay. Breathe in and out. You're alright." He reassured her. "I love you. I don't know what's going on, but you can trust me, okay? If you want to talk about it, we can. If you want to wait, then that's okay too."

"I…miss…her…so…much…" Erin sobbed.

He leaned back slightly so he could see her face. He wiped the tears off of her cheeks. "Who?"

"Camille." Erin buried her face in his chest. "It's been seven years." Her voice was muffled when she spoke.

Realization dawned on him. It had been seven years since Camille's death. He held her a little bit closer after that. Erin was still crying, but she started to calm down.

"Do you want to talk about her?" Jay asked after a little while.

"I don't even know where I would begin. Camille was one of those people that everyone loved. There was just something about her."

"Like you?"

"Shut up." Erin said, and even without looking at her, Jay could tell she had a small smile on her face. "I'll never forget the first time I met her. It was after Hank took me in. He had arrested me for the third time, I think, and he had taken me home. He found out that there was no running water and no heat, and also that Bunny hadn't been home in over two weeks. He refused to let me stay there, and I begged him not to call social services."

"How did you end up with Voight anyway?" Jay wondered. Erin had told him many stories about Hank, but never that one.

Erin reached over to turn the light on next to the bed. Jay immediately leaned forward and kissed her when he saw her puffy, red, swollen eyes. He moved so that he was sitting with his back against the headboard. Erin sat where she was straddling his lap.

"Well, the first thing he arrested me for was stealing and that's what kind of put me on his radar, I guess. At that point, I had already been arrested for fighting and he told me that I didn't have to act like a street kid and I could be better than that. He arrested me again not too long after for having pot. The last thing he arrested me for was the solicitation." Her eyes immediately left his.

"Hey, it's in the past." He kissed her forehead.

"Anyway, Hank told me that he wasn't going to arrest me again. He took me home, found out what was going on. That's how he found out what all was going on with Charlie too." Jay immediately recognized the name of Erin's ex-boyfriend and fought the urge to roll his eyes. If there's one thing he agreed with Voight on, it was the way he had handled the situation with Charlie when Erin was fifteen years old and being manipulated by the much older man. "At first, I was in a foster home, but I ran away. He was the one to find me. I thought he was taking me back, but we pulled up to a different house.

"I'll never forget the look on Camille's face when we walked in the front door. She was sitting at the kitchen table when Hank brought me in. She took one look at me and immediately started offering me all kinds of food. Of course, I was so ungrateful that I turned them all down, but she still made me a hamburger anyway. It was the first meal I had had in weeks and I can still remember how good it was." Erin smiled as she remembered. "Camille sat across from me at the table and she told me that she and Hank were taking a big risk by taking me in. She just asked that I respect them, their home, their son, and their rules. I gave them all such a hard time for the next couple years after that, but she never gave up on me."

"She sounds amazing."

"She was. She had a way of always knowing exactly when you needed her. Remember how I told you I used to get bullied really badly in high school?" Jay nodded, his hands coming up to rub against her hips comfortingly. "One day, it had been really rough. I was walking down the hall and a girl had tripped me and my backpack ripped and my books went flying everywhere. I didn't like to ask Hank and Camille for anything. Bunny had never had money to buy me anything, so I was taught when I was little that I wasn't supposed to ask for things. I was scared to tell them that I had broken the backpack they bought me for school, so I just carried all my stuff. The next day when I got home from school, there was a new backpack on my bed. I don't know how she knew, but somehow, she had noticed and she went out and bought me a new one."

Jay gently stroked her back, trying to encourage her to continue.

"I wish you had gotten to meet her. She would have loved you. It's so hard knowing that she's going to miss everything, you know? She was at my high school graduation and my academy graduation, which I'm so thankful for. But that's all I'll ever get with her. She'll never meet you, or get to go to my wedding, or meet our babies. That's the hardest thing for me. Our kids will never have a grandmother."

For a second, Jay thought about the loss of his own mother. "Our kids will have so many other people who love them. My mom and Camille will still be there, just not physically."

"It's even harder this year too with Justin being gone. I tried to go over and be with Hank, but he completely shut down. He wouldn't even look at me. I don't know what to say to make him feel better. I just feel like I'm not enough for him because I'm not actually his daughter."

"Hey, you are his daughter in every way that counts." Jay tucked a loose piece of hair behind her ear. "People just grieve differently. You know that."

"I know. It just hurts." She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him. "Thank you for listening to me."

"You don't have to listen to me. I love hearing your stories. Any time you want to talk about Camille, or about anything, you know that I'm here." He kissed the top of her head. "I wish you would have told me earlier. I wouldn't have gone out tonight."

"No, I'm glad you did. I needed to be alone for a little while to sort everything out."

"Are you feeling any better?"

"I'm still sad, but I'm always going to be sad. When Camille died, she took a little piece of my heart with her. It doesn't hurt every single day anymore, but there are some days that are harder than others." Erin hugged him. "I don't say it enough, but I love you and I really appreciate you, Jay. You'll never understand how much it means to me that you're always there for me."

"You'd do it for me." He tilted her head up so he could kiss her lips. "I love you too."

Erin's eyes lit up as she looked at him. "I just thought of another Camille story! But you can't tell any of the guys this one. One year for Halloween, she made Hank dress up with her in a couples' costume. I know I have a picture somewhere; I'll have to find it…"

Jay listened to her story with a smile. Erin had faced more loss than anyone else he knew, but she was also the most resilient person he had ever met. It was one of the many reasons that he loved her.

Up Next…U: Unexpected

One more quick question- how do you imagine Jay's proposal and a Linstead wedding? Thank you and don't forget to review!