"Just the idea that your mom invited us to a steak dinner where we have to dress up irritates me," Jay mumbled while putting his tie on.

"You're not paying," Hailey sighed and slipped her heels on.

"Is this straight?" Jay turned from the mirror and looked at her.

Hailey stepped forward and fixed it for him, "The part that irritates me is that I feel like my dad's going to show up." She kissed the side of Jay's jaw, "Fixed."

"Thanks," Jay looked back in the mirror, "I didn't even wear a suit at our wedding and it was 10 degrees cooler then."

"It was still June," Hailey smiled.

"And you still look as good as you did then," Jay smirked and grabbed her waist.

"Stop," Hailey laughed.

Drew walked in their room with a blanket wrapped around him, "I don't think I can go," he coughed, "Oh boy, I can't spread disease."

Hailey raised her eyebrows, "Disease?"

Drew nodded, "You better call Doctor Will," he handed Hailey her phone from the dresser, "He can babysit me."

Jay squatted in front of him and set a hand on his forehead, "You feel fine, bud."

"It's a rare disease," Drew shrugged and coughed again.

Hailey took the blanket off his head and crossed her arms, "You were fine earlier when you led us on that bird walk through the park."

"That's when I got the disease," Drew said.

"Wait, did you have it before or after you ate the ice-cream sandwich?" Jay asked.

Drew blinked, "Does it matter?"

"Just checking your story," Jay said.

Drew blushed, "I'm sick."

"Sit on the bed," Hailey nodded toward it.

Drew sighed and climbed on the bed.

"Why are you nervous?" Hailey asked.

Drew scratched his arms, "I'm not nervous."

"This is a silly thing to lie about," Jay said and knelt in front of him, setting his hands on Drew's.

Drew squirmed, "I…What if she doesn't like me and then tells you you need to return me?"

Hailey shook her head and tilted Drew's chin up, "Nothing my mother says would ever convince us to return you. We are in this for the long-haul. We are not going to make you live in the foster home again."

Jay nodded, "You are ours, understood?"

Drew shrugged.

"Please believe us," Hailey said softly.

"Okay," Drew whispered.

"Great," Jay stood, "Now come on, let's get you dressed."

"I don't have a suit like you," Drew blushed.

"We'll find you something," Jay said and led him out of the room.

"Remember, she's my mom, she's not the bad guy," Hailey breathed as she walked past Jay into the restaurant.

"I know," Jay set a hand on her back.

Drew gripped Hailey's hand and looked around.

"There she is," Hailey said and led the way to a circle table in the back, "Hi Mom."

Hailey's mom quickly stood and hugged her daughter, "Hi, sweetheart."

Hailey stepped back and took in her mom's face heavily covered in make-up, "Are you okay?"

"Of course," her mom said and quickly moved to hug Jay, "Hi Jay, how're you?"

"I'm fine," he said quietly and looked down at Drew, squeezing his shoulder.

"Mom, this is Drew," Hailey said with a smile, "Drew, meet my mom, Christine."

Hailey's mom shook her head, "You don't have to call me Christine, you can call me grandma," she reached to hug Drew, but he dodged her hands and stood behind Jay.

"Okay," Christine said under her breath and straightened up.

"You can call her Mrs. Upton if you want," Hailey told Drew while sitting at the table.

Drew nodded and sat next to Jay.

Hailey looked around the table, "Mom, there are six chairs here."

"It was the only table they had for five," Christine said and picked up the menu.

Jay and Hailey exchanged a look before Hailey said quietly, "Mom, why do we need a fifth chair?"

"Your father wanted to see you," Christine shrugged, "It's been a while. You've clearly been busy."

Hailey's jaw dropped slightly, "Mom."

"It's fine," Christine insisted, "He's your dad."

Hailey shook her head and picked up the menu.

"You need to get past your childhood," Christine said.

Hailey dropped the menu, "Really? That's-"

Jay set his hand on hers and shook his head.

Hailey sighed and looked at Drew. His eyes were wide as he stared at her mom. She looked down and picked up the menu again, "Sorry, not the time and place."

"Thank you," Christine said softly.

"What would you like?" Jay asked Drew.

Drew shrugged and looked at the kids' menu, "I've never had steak."

"Then you can definitely have that," Jay chuckled, "You need to try it, it's so good."

"How old are you?" Christine asked.

Drew blushed and looked up at Jay.

"You can answer," Jay whispered.

Drew glanced at Christine, "Seven."

She smiled, "And what do you like to do?"

"Um, I like to go bird watching and I like dinosaurs," Drew said quietly.

"He is extremely smart," Hailey smiled, "He's constantly teaching Jay and I things."

Jay nodded and rubbed Drew's shoulder, "And he's the nicest kid I know."

"That's so sweet," Christine said, "You two are doing something incredible. I'm glad to see you've started a family finally."

Hailey blushed and sipped her water.

Jay shook his head and bit back a smile.

Christine looked between the two of them, "Would you like wine, dear?"

Hailey raised her eyebrows, "No, I'm okay."

"Mhmm," Christine smirked.

"I'm not pregnant," Hailey hissed, "I just don't want any."

"Okay, fine," Christine nodded, "Do you work tomorrow?"

"Yeah," Hailey said, "Early-"

She stopped as she caught sight of her dad walking through the restaurant toward them. He smiled and waved. She swallowed and looked down at the menu.

"Hey, slugger," he said once he reached the table.

"Hi Dad," Hailey stood and hesitantly hugged him.

"Jay," he turned and held his hand out.

Jay stood and shook his hand, "Nice to see you, sir."

Hailey's dad looked at Drew, "You must be Drew."

Drew nodded slightly and shakily put his hand out.

Hailey's dad smiled and shook his hand, "I like your manners. You can call me Pop."

"Or Mr. Upton," Christine jumped in. When her husband looked at her, she said quietly, "Hailey doesn't want to pressure him."

"I never said that," Hailey blurted.

"Hails," Jay warned softly.

"We should just make him comfortable, Rob," Christine continued.

"That's fine," Hailey's dad sat down, "Jay, you didn't order a wine yet?"

Jay bit back a response and sat back in his chair, "Hailey didn't want any."

Rob raised his eyebrows at his daughter, "No wine? Are you pregnant?"

Hailey rolled her eyes, "No, I'm just not in the mood."

"Then your mother and I will enjoy a bottle," Rob said and looked around, "Where's the waiter? Jay, think you can go ask the hostess?"

"Don't do that," Hailey snapped.

Jay bit his lip and glanced at Drew.

"We don't need a bottle," Christine said, "It's fine."

Rob looked at her, "Really?"

"Really," Christine nodded, "It's fine."

"Fine," Rob sighed, "Whatever you say."

Hailey winced and shook her head.

"We should order," Jay said and made eye contact with a waiter.

"Are you ordering for us all?" Rob asked, "Because I don't remember looking at the menu."

"Dad," Hailey said, "You've been here millions of times, we all know you're going to order a medium rare steak with the lobster bisque."

Rob breathed through his nose loudly, "Fine." He looked at the waiter, "We're ready."

"Is this on one check?" the waiter asked.

"Yes," Christine quickly said. Rob looked at her and she shrugged, "We haven't seen Hailey and Jay in a while."

"If it's an issue, I can pay for the three of us," Jay said.

"If it's an issue?" Rob asked, "Jay, you should just offer without stipulations, it's polite."

"Dad!" Hailey dropped her hands to the table.

"Rob," Christine gasped.

Jay's fist clenched around his napkin. He looked at the waiter, "I'll be paying for my wife and son."

"That's not necessary," Christine butt in, "Please."

"He's insisting," Rob said and waved his hand, "I'll have a medium rare New York Strip and a cup of lobster bisque please."

"Oh my god," Hailey whispered and ran a hand through her hair.

"You're going to get hair on the table, slugger; be polite," Rob said.

Hailey made a noise in disbelief and looked at Jay.

Jay shook his head and ordered for him and Drew, knowing all too well that he was way passed saying 'I told you so' later that night and that he'd just have to bank this dinner in the never-talk-about-it-again category.

Drew barely spoke throughout dinner. He kept his answers to any of Rob and Christine's questions short and quiet. Jay had a feeling he could sense the growing tension throughout the meal since he had started shaking around the second time Rob asked Hailey if she wanted a drink. When the plates were finally cleared, and Hailey's hands were twitching in her lap from wanting to pull her hair out, Drew looked up at Jay and whispered, "I have to go to the bathroom."

"Okay," Jay stood and started walking away with him.

"Hailey, don't forget to teach him manners, he should have asked for permission," Rob said.

Drew's steps faltered and he blushed bright. His hand shot up to his arm in an attempt to scratch, but the long-sleeve Jay had dressed him in prevented that.

Jay's hand tightened on Drew's shoulder and he squeezed his eyes close.

"Dad, he's fine," Hailey breathed, "Stop."

"Come on," Jay pushed Drew forward to the bathroom once he gained back some control over his anger.

"Stop? Hailey, I'm just trying to give you tips on how to raise a child. Seeing as you skipped the baby stage, I figured you'd need pointers," Rob picked up his glass and slowly finished his wine.

"I think you've had enough," Christine said softly and set her hand on her husband's arm.

"Jay and I are good parents," Hailey said, "Which is more than you can say."

Rob set his glass down, "Excuse me?"

Christine turned to her daughter, "Hailey, maybe you should go, I'll pick up your tab."

Hailey shook her head, "You heard me. Parents don't knock their spouse and children around because they've had too much to drink. Parents support their children and help them process and understand life."

Rob stood, "I will not tolerate this treatment, Hailey Upton."

"It's Halstead now, Dad," Hailey breathed.

"Sorry, I forgot since I wasn't invited to the wedding," Rob snapped.

"For a reason!" Hailey shoved back from the table, knocking over a glass of water.

"Hailey," Christine stood as well, "Maybe you should go." She quickly picked up the fallen glass and placed the ice back in it.

"What would be a good enough reason to not ask your own father to walk you down the aisle?" Rob asked loudly, "You didn't even bother to call and tell us until you'd already filed the paperwork."

"Is that what this is all about? How you're treating Jay?" Hailey asked, "You're mad because you weren't there to watch him marry your little girl?"

"He went to the army," Rob argued, "Does he even have a degree? You could have done so much better. There were plenty of young men at University of Chicago for you to meet. What are you going to do now if he's injured on the job? He can't support you and whatever family you have with army experience."

"We'll figure it out!" Hailey shouted, "That's what we do! Jay and I are a team! A much better one than you and Mom. He wouldn't dare lay a finger on me, I only wish I could say the same about you."

Jay walked back over with Drew, "Everything okay?" He set a hand on Hailey's arm, "I could hear you in the back."

Hailey shook his hand off her, "Jay's more of a man than you've ever been and ever will be," she said shakily, blinking back tears.

Rob stepped back, unsure of what to say. Christine looked down at the table.

"Let's go," Jay breathed and wrapped an arm around Hailey's waist, "I'll pay on the way out."

"I'll cover it," Rob said quietly, "Just go."

Jay nodded and walked a shaking Hailey and a confused Drew out to the car.

"Is Mom okay?" Drew asked quietly as Jay helped him into the truck.

Jay shook his head and closed the door. When he got in the driver's seat, Hailey had already started crying quietly into her hands. He set a hand on her leg and drove home.

As soon as the car was parked in the driveway, Drew ran inside up to his room. Hailey sobbed as she heard his truck door close.

Jay got out of the car and walked around to her, "Let me help you tonight, okay?"

Hailey nodded and wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he lifted her to the ground. Together, they walked in the house and Jay helped her to their room. Once on the bed, Jay slipped off her high heels and unzipped her dress. As she took it off, he went in the bathroom and returned with a wet washcloth that he used to gently wipe the makeup off her face. When she was as clean as he could get her with just water, he picked out his old police academy sweatshirt she used to wear when she'd spend the night at his apartment and handed her a pair of her own pajama shorts. He helped her get dressed and wrapped her in the blankets on the bed, kicking off his own shoes as he laid next to her and held her face to his chest while she cried.

After an hour, Hailey was in a dead sleep. Jay got off the bed, throwing his tie to the closet. He never liked Hailey's father and today was the perfect example of why. He kept his anger in check as he put his own pajamas on before deciding to see what Drew was up to.

He lightly knocked on his door before opening it, "Drew?"

Drew looked up from his spot on his bed, "Hi."

"Hey," Jay walked in, "You okay?"

Drew shrugged and set his crayons and pad of paper on the bed.

Jay sat next to him and tilted his head up to look him in the eyes, "Hailey and I love you."

"I know," Drew smiled a little.

Jay nodded and hugged him, "Good."

"I didn't like her dad," Drew mumbled.

Jay sighed and leaned back against the wall, "I don't like him either."

"He made her upset, so I drew this for her," Drew showed Jay a folded piece of paper that had 'I love you' written across the front with hearts all over it.

Jay smiled and opened it to see even more hearts around a sketch of the three of them, "This is perfect."

"Can I give it to her?" Drew asked.

"She's actually asleep right now," Jay said softly, "But maybe we can make her some oatmeal cookies so she can have a snack when she wakes up."

Drew smiled, "She'll really like that."

"Definitely," Jay chuckled.

Hailey blinked her eyes open and sniffled. She rubbed her face as she sat up and looked around. The clock said it was just past nine o'clock, but she swore she heard pots banging around downstairs. She got out of bed and walked down to the kitchen to see Jay helping Drew wash some pans and the mixing bowl. She laughed softly, "What's going on here?"

Drew looked up and smiled, "We made you your favorite cookies."

"You did?" Hailey asked and spotted them on the counter, "Are they oatmeal?"

"Of course," Jay chuckled and pushed the plate toward her, "Try one."

Hailey happily bit into one and leaned against the counter, "Delicious."

"Oh," Drew walked to the table and grabbed his card, "I made this for you too."

Hailey looked at it and her smile grew, "I love this even more than the cookies."

Drew laughed, "Good."

"Can I bring it to work with me?" Hailey asked.

Drew nodded, "That's fine."

"Come here," Hailey said softly and reached out to hug Drew, "Thank you," she lightly kissed his head, "I'm so lucky to have you, you know that? You are the kindest boy with the biggest heart and I am incredibly lucky to be your mom."

Drew smiled and held onto her shirt, "That's really nice."

Jay chuckled and ate a cookie, "Just like you."

Drew looked back, "And you."

Hailey laughed and rubbed his back, "Yes, my two men are the nicest of them all."

"Well, I'm not old enough to be a man yet," Drew shrugged, "But I'll take the compliment."

Hailey smiled, "Good," she lightly ran her hand over Drew's hair.

He winced and stepped back, "Sorry."

"Don't be," Hailey said softly and set her hands in her lap, "It's a habit. I do that to Jay all the time."

"Very true," Jay nodded while eating another cookie.

"You're being a pig," Drew laughed.

"I'm starving, I'm sorry, but I didn't eat much at dinner," Jay chuckled.

Hailey's stomach growled and she laughed, "I've definitely had better meals."

Drew scrunched his nose, "It was too fancy for me."

Hailey nodded, "It was pretty fancy."

"I'm okay if we never go back there again," Drew said and started eating his own cookie.

Jay smiled and looked at Hailey, "I think we all need a break from that restaurant."

"For a very long time," Hailey breathed, "I don't need fancy food or wine, I just need the two of you."

"Well, you need some food," Drew sat at the table, "It doesn't have to be fancy, but you can only go three weeks without eating."

Hailey shook her head, "You are so smart."

Drew shrugged, "I know."

Jay laughed, "And cocky! We need to teach you how to be humble."

Drew smiled, "As long as I get to stay here."

"You will always stay here," Hailey smiled back and squeezed his hand, "We could never replace you."

"And I promise not to replace you," Drew said.

Jay cleared his throat.

"Obviously you too!" Drew laughed, "Don't be silly."

Jay chuckled and winked, "Good."

Drew tried winking back, but ended up closing both eyes.

Hailey laughed, "We'll eventually teach you that too."

"This might take a while," Drew giggled.

"We've got forever," Jay said, "Don't worry about it."

A/N: Thank you for reading! I hope you liked it! Please let me know what you think (especially about Hailey's parents! I went in with a little plan and ended up liking where I took them) :)