"Get your hands off of me"
Hailey stirred in her chair, her grip on Jay's hand tightening a bit. They couldn't bring themselves to care about appearances as they sat in the waiting room of MED, anxiously awaiting news on Kim. Hailey had dozed off on Jay's shoulder pretty quickly, not that he minded. He was sure she had had a rough few hours, despite her vague responses.
"You knew exactly what to expect when you came here."
There was a soft moan from beside him and Jay looked down to find his girlfriend's eyebrows laced together. Her knee shook slightly, grabbing his attention. "Hailey?" He whispered, earning no response.
"This is what it feels like."
Hailey flinched hard in her sleep, her bottom lip beginning to quiver, Jay's heart dropped into his stomach. She was having a nightmare. He shifted slightly, bringing his free hand to her hair and tightening his grip on her hand. "I'm here Hailes, come back to me." He said softly in her ear as he ran his fingers through her hair.
The movement startled her, causing her to flinch again. "I saw." She muttered - still asleep - a stray tear falling down her cheek, "I saw-" Before Jay could react, she shot up, grabbing the attention of too many people around her.
Jay's hand immediately found her shoulder, "Hey, you're good. It was just a dream, you're safe." He took note of the half nod she gave him, the fake smile, the way her blue eyes were clouded with tears. Hailey looked down at their intertwined hands, pulling hers close to her body. "Hailey?" He asked, a little hurt.
She looked like she had seen a ghost, and honestly, she felt like she had. The only way to describe the feeling in the pit of her stomach was absolute terror: she was scared that Voight would walk through the sliding glass doors, she was scared of what she had become, she was scared of what Jay would think of her. She was absolutely terrified of the shell of a person he would leave behind when he finally came to his senses and walked away. "I-uh-I," She stuttered, standing slowly, "I need some air." She barely got the words out before running out of the building.
Jay stood to follow her, he had always been good at giving her space, letting her handle things on her own first, but this was killing him. She was spiraling, he could see it. She had spotted it in him so many times before. He was sick of standing on the sidelines while she fought alone but she wouldn't let him in, not this time. And as much as he wanted to be her husband, he knew the proposal was only a product of whatever the hell had happened, he just never got the chance to ask what that was.
"I don't want to be without you." Hailey said, her sad eyes locked on his. He knew (or at least he thought he knew) what she was getting at. He remembered the way he felt when she was kidnapped, he remembers the panic that set in on her face when he was shot.
Jay felt the tears forming in his own, squinting a bit. It almost wrecked him to see her like this, so scared of losing what they had. He understood, he felt the exact same way, but it was different. He knew that no one else had ever stayed for her, no one else every cared, and he was determined to be the one that did. "You're not gonna be." He said, because how the was he supposed to say everything that he tried to push into those 4 little words? How could he make her believe that she was it for him?
Hailey searched his face for any sign of regret or inconsistency, but she found none. Somehow though, she still wasn't one hundred perfect sure. She couldn't bear to lose him, she wouldn't survive it. How could she ever feel secure when she had so much to lose? The second the thought crossed her mind, the words tumbled from between her lips, shocking her as much as him. "Maybe we should get married."
Jay looked at her blankly, obviously in shock. She could see it all over his face, he couldn't believe what she was saying, she couldn't either. "I'm serious, let's get married."
In a split second, Jay saw it all. The life they would have: the white wedding, the lazy saturdays, the holidays, the kids, the house, the dog, the years they would spend growing old together, the family trips to the cabin. He saw it all, and it was in reach. He never believed that he would could have any of it, but with Hailey, he wanted everything. He would marry her tomorrow, but not like this. Not when the love of his life was standing in front of him so broken down that the only way she thought she could keep him was through a meaningless certificate.
Hailey watched his smile fade, causing the panic to set in. "Jay, we can elope. We don't have to wait. We can fly to Mexico or Hawaii or anywhere. Hell let's do it here, I just want to be with you-"
"Hailey, breathe." He said delicately, placing his hand on her cheek to keep her grounded. He leaned in, kissing her gently before pulling away to look her in the eyes, which were focused on anything but his. "Look at me, please." She did - reluctantly - taking a deep breath when she realized his soft smile had reappeared. "I love you. And I will love you for the rest of my life. Nothing is going to change that. All I want to do is be with you, please believe me."
Hailey shook her head, tears beginning to fall. "I love you so much-"
"Baby, tell me what's going on. I want to help. Let me help you." He was practically begging her.
She shook her head again, "Jay," She gasped, "I can't. Not until you say yes. I need you-"
Suddenly, his phone began to ring. If it was any other day, he would ignore it, but today was not any other day. "It's Kev."
Jay talked quietly on the phone for a minute or two. Hailey took the time to compose herself, to prepare for the worst: the end of her relationship. By the time Jay turned back around the light in her eyes was gone and there was a fake smile on her face, one that only he could see through. "Is she okay?" Hailey asked.
"Uh yeah, he just wants us to come so that he can go switch with Adam." Hailey nodded, grabbing her phone off the table along with her keys. He cautiously followed her to the door. "We're gonna be okay Hailes, no matter what." He said, knowing full and well that this conversation was far from over.
Hailey nodded, "I know." The left the apartment, and Hailey did her best to ignore the feeling of dread deep in her chest, but it was inescapable. No one could walk away clean from she had done, not her, not even Voight.
Hailey leaned against the wall outside of MED, trying to catch her breath. Her heart was racing and her eyes were burning, she clenched them shut to dull the ache, but every time she closed her eyes, all she could see was a gun pointed in her face.
"Just because your stomach can't handle it."
Hailey gagged, doubling over and leaning against the concrete wall.
"Cause you're scared."
She emptied the content of her stomach into the grass, choking and coughing violently as tears continued to stream down her face. Her vision clouded again, images of Voight's face splattered with blood as he approached her running through her head. It felt so familiar.
Maybe it was her father's reappearance in her life, but she felt like she was a child again. Hiding behind the couch or in her room, him screaming at her and her brothers as they ran scared. Her past was taunting her, like it was trying to prove to her that she would never be rid of it. That history would always repeat itself.
Jay followed her, watching from the doorway as she threw up. He rushed to her, "Hailey-" His hand touched her shoulder and she gasped, pulling away quickly and facing him, her arms shielding her face. Jay took a step back, caught off guard by the terror clearly shown on her face. She was frozen, panting hard.
"I-I'm sorry-I," She said softly, slowly bringing her hands down to her sides. Jay watched as her gaze fell to the ground, his heart dropping into his stomach. He took a cautious step forward. "I'm not, I'm not afraid of you, I-"
Jay's expression softened, "I know, I know. I didn't mean to scare you." He was hurt, sure, but this wasn't about him. It was so much bigger than him.
Hailey wasn't sure what emotion was more overwhelming: the fear, the guilt or the physical pain she felt in her chest. He looked so defeated, and it was her fault. He thought she was afraid of him.
He took another step forward, "Can I?" He motioned to his outstretched hand, holding it out to her. Hailey nodded, slipping her hand into his. He slowly pulled her into to him, her arms snaking around his waist and her cheek pressed against his chest. She took a deep breath, instantly calming her. "Hailey?" She hummed in response. "Can you please tell me what happened? You're starting to scare me."
Hailey took a step back, looking him straight in the eye, memorizing the way they were looking at her, in case it was the last time they ever showed that much love. She nodded, grabbing his hand and pulling him to a bench further away from the hospital. This was the last place she wanted to tell him, but he obviously couldn't wait any longer, he shouldn't have to. She couldn't be selfish with him.
They sat down, facing each other. Hailey let her hand fall out of his, folding hers in her lap. "Voight did find a lead." She said, shrugging. "Ruzek and I didn't know, he gave us the legit addresses. Adam, he um, he kind of lost it so I told him to go be with Mackayla, and he did. So, I went to find Voight."
Jay's eyebrows were sinched together, listening intently. "He was at some warehouse, he had Roy. I walked in and he, uh he, he pulled his gun on me." Jay's jaw clenched, but he kept his cool (barely), letting her continue. "He was beating information out of Roy, then you radioed that you found Kim, but-but he was going to kill him anyway. We fought." Hailey took a breath, but continued to ramble, "I convinced him to bring him in. I wanted to do it the right way, we were going to do it the right way, like you. I wanted to do it right, like you, Jay. But then, then-then he reached for Voight's gun and, Jay I swear he was going to shoot Voight, so I-" Hailey choked out a sob, unable to look her partner in the eye.
Jay slid his hands in Hailey's lap, wrapping them around hers. Hailey's head shot up, shock written all over it, "So you shot him, to protect your Sargeant." Jay finished for her. She risked her career to protect him even though Voight had no care for hers.
Hailey shuddered, "I promise, I tried. I told him to drop the weapon. I saw him, he had the gun in his hand. I wanted to do it right."
"Shhh," Jay said, pulling her to him. "It was a good shoot Hailes, you did it right." He held her as her tears soaked his shirt, running a hand through her hair. He was trying to soothe her, but he was seething. He couldn't believe Voight had put her in that situation. Voight had been on the job a long time, he knew better than to come into close contact with a violent offender with an exposed weapon.
Once he wrapped his brain around his anger, it hit him.
"No Jay, not until you say yes."
Hailey was scared that he would blame her, or leave her over this. He held her a little tighter, his own tears gathering in his eyes as he held her. "I love you." He whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "I'm not going anywhere."
That grabbed Hailey's attention. She peered up at him, her blue eyes filled with tears and hope. "Really?" She asked quietly, her voice breaking.
Jay nodded, not trusting his own voice. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. Hailey's eyes fluttered closed, this time, no flashbacks plaguing her mind. His hand settled on her cheek, brushing his thumb over her cheek. Jay pulled away and rested his forehead against hers. "Really," He whispered
There was a cough beside them, and Jay looked up first. Hank Voight was standing before them. "How's she doing?" He asked.
Hailey stared at him in shock. He looked like he always did. He was no longer wearing his tactical gear and his face was no longer splattered with blood. He was Voight, like nothing had happened. For a split second Hailey envied him, his ability to walk away unscathed, like it was any other Wednesday night and the only thing wrong was Kim's life was hanging in the balance. Then she looked at Jay, whose jaw was clenched and his eyes were stuck on sergeant. He was just as strong, maybe even stronger, and he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. If he could do it, so could she.
Jay stood, looking like a force to be reckoned with. "You need to leave."
Voight scoffed, quickly glancing at Hailey, "Excuse me."
"You heard me Sarge, leave. Now." Jay said. His voice staying low, but intimidating nonetheless.
"I have a right to be here Jay, to see Burgess," Voight said, his words becoming louder as he took a step forward.
"Then go, be the leader you're supposed to be, but don't you dare go near her." Hailey's breath caught in the back of her throat, her heart swelling at the sight in front of her. Voight glared at Jay, nodding shortly. Jay took another step forward, so that their faces were level, "And if she is brought into this, in any way, I will bury you." He never raised his voice, or made any move to physically escalate the situation. The last thig he wanted to do was scare Hailey more than she already was.
"Understood," Voight said, with a trace of venom that could have been deadly.
They parted ways, Voight entering the hospital doors and jay turning to face his girlfriend, who had been silent. "Are you okay?" He asked.
Hailey nodded, "Yeah, I'm okay." She met his concerned gaze. "Thank you."
Jay gave her a soft smile, "Of course." She glanced between him and the hospital doors, a nervous look on her face. Jay held out his hand, which she gladly took. "Come on, we can come back in the morning."
Hailey sighed in relief, standing. He guided them down the sidewalk, wrapping his arm around her waist and pressing a kiss to her temple. "Let's go home Hailes."
"Hold on." Hailey said, her anxiety getting the best of her again. She turned to face him, their eyes locking. She felt tears gather in eyes once again at the look in his, the one she had memorized, that she had prayed would never disappear. She smiled as he eyed her. "Ok, I'm good." She grabbed his hand, pulling him in the direction of his truck. "Let's go home."
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A/N: I couldn't help myself, I had to haha. I can't believe the premieres are only a month away! Thanks for reading 3