Thank you all who reviewed. I can't believe I'm almost to 400! Honestly, you guys are the best and great motivation. I want to apologize for the lateness of this chapter. I had some difficulty writing. Every idea I had, flopped. So this is what I finally came up with. Hopefully it's not all garbage.

Also, I'm not sure what the updating schedule will look like from here on out. I'll be working extra hours and helping my client get settled into her house. Which is another reason why I'm late in updating. Packing is exhausting. So there might be some wait between chapters. But I'll try not to be too long.

Enough about me. Let's see some cuteness!

Enjoy.

The soft glow of the living room lamp peaked through the bottom of the door. There was a faint sound of footsteps hitting that one loose wooden floorboard causing a squeak to ring through the quiet apartment. The squeak was followed by a cry of a baby and soft shushing of Erin.

The collective group of noises woke Jay from his sleep. He glanced over at his cell phone, squinting at the time. Letting out a small sigh when it was only ten minutes to three.

Jay pulled the heavy comforter off his body, shivering as the cool winter air hit him from the open window by Erin's side of the bed. Quickly he grabbed his favorite grey pair of sweatpants off the floor, pulled them up, letting them rest low on his hips. Jay scratched at his bare chest and yawned as he made a way to the living room.

He stopped and just stared. There she was; Erin, swaying their swaddled newborn son in her arms. Jay watched as she pressed her lips to his peach fuzz covered head. Trying to be quiet, Jay tip toed over.

Erin saw him out of the corner of her eye, she looked up and gave Jay a small, tired smile with her lips still firmly pressed to the baby's head.

Jay smiled back and walked over, resting his hand on the small of her back. He brought his chin down to nestle in the crook of her neck, staring down at his son, "Need some help?"

"No, I got it covered," Erin assured, rubbing her thumb over the baby's plump rosy cheeks, "he needed a diaper change and wanted to be held."

Jay nodded and gave his fiancee a quick peck on her cheek, "I can't believe he's a week old already."

Erin smiled, "I still can't believe he's ours."

Jay chuckled softly, "He is definitely ours." Jay gently tapped the newborn's button nose, "He has your nose."

"Yeah but those blues are definitely all you," Erin kissed the baby's head.

Jay drew circles on Erin's lower back as she swayed from side to side. The new parents watched in silence as the eyes of the baby drifted shut.

Erin shuffled to the bedroom, Jay followed in tow, watching as she leaned down and gently placed the sleeping baby in the bassinet that was set up in the corner of the room. Erin slid into the bed, pulled the covers over her body and let out a muffled yawn.

The week of limited sleep and twelve hours of labor definitely took a toll on the thirty two year old.

In Jay's opinion, Erin was even more attractive than ever before. Her face was slightly rounder, her breast fuller and she definitely had that new mother glow. He wasn't sure how she was able to get up every time the baby cried and still managed to walk without falling over from exhaustion.

"Quit staring Halstead," Erin grumbled, pulling her unwashed hair into a bun before resting her head deeply into the pillow.

Jay grinned and sank into the bed, "I can't help it, you're just so beautiful."

Erin rolled her eyes, "Mhm sure," she quipped as she looked down at her black leggings and Jay's Blackhawk's t-shirt she wore. "I feel gross."

Jay frowned a little at her comment, "Erin, I'm not lying." He scooted closer to her, his hand reaching over to cup her cheek softly, he turned her head and leaned in so his lips inches from hers. He placed a slow, sweet kiss; a simple kiss that said so much, even more than words could describe how much Jay loved Erin. "You will always look beautiful to me."

Erin pulled away, her cheek still pressed against Jay's palm as he wiped a tear that had fallen from her hazel eyes. She didn't even realize she was crying, or why she was but she settled down when Jay pressed his lips to her forehead.

Erin let out a sigh, moving a few strays of hair from her face as she rested her head on Jay's chest. Jay wrapped his arms around her tightly, covering his mouth as he yawned.

Just as the couple closed their eyes, the cries of their son filled the bedroom. Erin pressed her palm into Jay's chest, pushing herself up. She rolled over, untangling her legs from the sheets.

"Er, I got him." Jay stood up and walked around the bed to the bassinet, he smiled down at his wailing son. His plump cheeks red as his cries got louder. "Hey little man." Jay lifted Oliver up, cupping his head to his chest as he drew circles over his back. "Shh...I got you."

Oliver whimpered as Jay shuffled to the door, slipping out to let Erin get some shut eye.

Jay paced the length of the living room, walked around the couch and along the large windows of the apartment. The sky was pitch black as the night neared 4am. "I know you probably know this already, but your mom is an amazing person." Jay spoke softly, swaying Oliver. "She is so sweet and caring. A hell- I mean heck of a cop " He glanced down at his son who just stared at him. Jay flashed a smile, "You're lucky to have her." He shifted his gaze to the shut bedroom door, "I sure know I am."

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The morning came rather quickly, the sun shining brightly through the curtains of the living room as Jay walked out of the bedroom with Oliver held against his chest.

After Jay finally got Oliver back to sleep, he woke up crying to be fed. Erin was having trouble breastfeeding so they tried to bottle feed the breast milk Erin pumped. Oliver at first wasn't having any part of the bottle, but with some determination and trickery, Jay was able to feed him. Leaving Erin to sleep in and most of the night.

"So little man what should we make for breakfast?" Jay asked as he swayed with the baby. He made his way to the kitchen, opening the fridge and glancing in. "We could do eggs and bacon." Jay looked down at his son, expecting an answer. He chuckled at the yawn that slipped past the baby's lips.

Jay tilted his head down to press a soft kiss to Oliver's head, his lips remained there as he kicked the fridge door shut lightly. Oliver started to fuss as Jay hummed softly and swayed thought out the kitchen.

"Shh..it's alright Ollie, dad has got you." Jay tried his best to console his son. He heard footsteps approaching as Oliver settled down, his crying stopped. Jay glanced up to find Erin watching them in the archway.

"Morning beautiful," Jay smiled, his eyes falling from her bed head hair to her leggings and Jersey. "Sleep well?"

Erin shrugged, squinting a bit and she stifled a yawn.

"You hungry?" Jay shuffled to place Ollie in the baby swing they had set up in the living room.

Erin barely mumbled a response as she made her way over to the coffeemaker. She placed a vanilla cappuccino K-cup in the machine and brewed her a mug of it.

Jay walked next to her, his hand moving to her hip, pulling in for a hug. He placed a kiss to her head, repressing a chuckle when she grumbled something about morning breath.

Erin looked up at him, a small smile appeared as she ran her finger over the stubble covering his chin. "You know what?"

"What?" Jay placed a kissed as Erin's finger touched his lips.

"I'm lucky to have you in my life."

Jay grinned, recalling the conversation he had with their son hours before. Without saying a word, he leaned over to capture Erin's lips in a passionate kiss. "Me too." he finally responded as he pulled away.

Once again, sorry for the delay. I hope I don't struggle as much on the next chapter as I did with this one. Leave a review on scenes you'd like to see with the linstead family. I know a few have mentioned Erin getting hurt..don't worry, I think I have something in mind for that. but that won't happen for some time. So, let me know what else.