Disclaimer: I own nothing except my imagination.

A/N: Alright like I said in my disclaimer: I own nothing except my imagination. Except my imagination is vivid as FUCK right now. I know I know I have TONS of stories going on at the same time and although I keep telling myself I have to stop posting new ones, new ideas pop up and I have the urge to post them so this is another example. What if Jay and Gabby didn't stop dating after he gets shot in the shoulder in season 2? I hope you guys will like my version of this ship.

Jay walked behind Gabby into Molly's as they returned from the tasting and the weight in the pit of his stomach was getting bigger. He hated lying to her but he needed to keep his cover in order for this case to work so he kept his character in play.

"Pretty cool. When you get a drink in a bar when it's already closed." Jay leaned into Gabby as she did the same but in a blink of an eye, she took as slight step back.

"Grab a couple glasses." She smiled at him. "Because I have a champaign cognac in the back that we are going to pop open."

"Sounds great." He smirked as he watched her go in the back to grab the bottle. When he was certain she was gone, he grabbed the set of keys she had left on the counter and went to pop open the register. He had been here enough to know that business wasn't blooming but he needed to confirm it visually so he could relay it to his boss Arthur. He closed it just in time for Gabby's return and he raised two glasses and gave her his signature smirk. He had one rule and that was to stay away from personal attachments while undercover but he was pulled towards Gabriella Dawson and he couldn't stop it.

The next days were crazy and Jay hadn't been able to take a step back and away from Gabby. Things had gotten intense with Arthur and after a promise to continue seeing each other, she had found out about him working for Arthur and Jay had been kicked out of Molly's by a livid Gabby. He hated having to play that role of the muscle for Arthur knowing that beyond the lie he was living, he was having a great time with Gabby.

A few days later, Jay was in his kitchen popping open a beer when someone started banging on his front door.

"What the hell?" He put the bottle down and opened without looking who it was. He was stunned when he saw Gabby on the other side. It was silent for a few seconds before she spoke.

"You're a cop?" He couldn't believe he was hearing this. He looked into the hallway and ushered her inside after making sure no one had seen her.

"Who told you that?"

"Is it true?" Gabby had now found her bearings.

"Yes." For some reason unknown to him, Gabby's lips were now on his and they found their way towards his bedroom, clothes flying in every direction. He didn't question it and neither did she and they spent the night making love. He was the first to wake up and he slipped some boxers on so he could make them some coffee. The blinds filtered nothing and the sun was casting a glow in the bedroom and Gabby woke up as she turned on her back. She freaked out half a second wondering where she was and then it came back to her. She was in Jay's bed.

"Morning." Jay stood in the doorway wearing nothing but boxers holding a cup of coffee.

"I'll say." Gabby was still slightly sleepy but she couldn't stop the smile on her lips. Jay set his cup down on his dressed and grabbed a shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm putting on a shirt."

"No you're not." She pulled the shirt aside and pulled him back to bed. They kissed and Jay rolled on his back, pulling Gabby to him as they kept kissing."We got to be really careful moving forward."

"I'm a hostile witness now or what's the deal?" She laughed as Jay pulled her down to him, rolling them back so Gabby was on her back again.

"All I'm saying is don't tell anyone until we make the pinch because if Arthur finds out I'm a cop, I'm a dead cop." He wanted her to understand the seriousness of their situation.

"Do you have a handle on this?" She kissed his shoulder and then rubbing her nose against his, wanting to kiss him one more time."

"Yes." There had been no hesitation in his answer so she had no other choice than to believe him.

"That's all I need to hear then." And that's all she wanted to talk about too because she kissed him, wanting to concentrate on the little time they had left before she had to go on shift.

Gabby, Herrmann and Otis were talking in an empty Molly's about how game day had killed them when Arthur walked through the door preceded by Jay.

"Evenin'" He called while Jay and Gabby locked eyes, neither one of them giving anything away.

"We're short 250, been slow these last few weeks. That bar down the street's been really taking a chunk out of us." Herrmann dropped the money on the counter. Jay took it as Arthur started talking again.

"You know, if you'd just made me equal partner in this place like I so kindly offered, there wouldn't be a game day down the street." Both Gabby and Jay knew what that implied but anything short of a confession wouldn't work for Jay. "Wanna knock me down to a flat fee, fine. But you damn well better come up with that FLAT FEE." Arthur was growing angry.

"You'll have it, Friday." It was all Herrmann could offer right now. When Arthur and Jay turned around, the trio was sure that was the end of it but seconds later, a chair came flying against the back of the bar, breaking the windows and the bottles inside in the process, beer spilling everywhere.

"Come up short again and you'll be serving beer out of a TENT." Herrmann was growing angry but both Gabby and Otis were scared. Arthur left and Herrmann threw the towel down on the bar.

"That's Antonio's plan?" He growled. "Let this guy destroy the bar?"

"I said I'd talk to him." Gabby ran her fingers through her hair. "That's it. Tell Antonio I got a plan. I'm going to keep a sawed off 410 behind the bar and the next time Arthur or Jay come in here, it's sayanara baby." Gabby pulled her ringing phone out of her pocket and saw it was from Jay.

"Is that him, is that Antonio?" Otis urged with panic in his voice.

"Wait I'll be right back." She grabbed her jacket and she was out the door. "What the hell is going on? Gabby asked out of breath as she slammed the door to Jay's car shut.

"Look. I've told my superiors, everyone's aware. We just don't have enough to take him down yet." Gabby couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Look. You gotta know that it killed me, not to defend you back there. That's the hardest about this, is that I have to play a role.

"You playing a role right now?" Her voice was broken and he hated hearing those words come out of her mouth but he hadn't given her a reason to trust him up until now.

"No." He frowned, leaning forward ever so slightly and raising a hand to brush a strand of hair away from her face. She barely flinched at the touch but he caught it and pulled back. "As soon as this is over, I'll prove it to you. I just need a little more time." Gabby didn't answer but she left his car, needing to return to the bar and also not to blow Jay's cover.

Days later

"Before you say anything, you're not suspects okay?" The fire at Game Day a few days earlier had freaked everyone out because of the timing and the owners of Molly's were afraid they'd be looking their way in the investigation.

"Oh no, because someone forgot to tell that to detective Helling because he thinks we burn down the competition.

"I'll make he's set him straight. I'm on this Gabby."

"Tell that to Game Day." He pulled Gabby back in the car when he saw the look of pure frustration on Gabby's face.

"I was with Arthur when Game Day went up." Gabby sighed. "Now weather he gave that order ahead of time I don't know, I didn't see it. We are so close now." Jay was starting to get worked up as Gabby didn't believe him anymore. Gabby looked back at him twice before he spoke again. "I just need him provoked."

"What are you asking?" Gabby was hoping it wasn't what she thought it was.

"The next time he comes in to collect, tell him no dice."

"What are you gonna do?" Her voice was betraying her emotions.

"Just tell him no dice." He really didn't want to tip his hand right now, not to Gabby, not to anyone. He was hoping that she would trust him enough to go with it. He could see the struggle in her eyes.

"I hope you know what you're doing." She didn't give him time to reply that she was out of his car and back on shift.

Gabby was standing in the bar days later, alone, cleaning up the place before opening time later in the afternoon.

"Morning." Gabby jumped at the intrusion and found Arthur sitting at the bar, a glass in hand and a bottle sitting next to it on the bar. "No one was here so." He raised his glass. "I figured I'd just serve myself."

"Well you have to leave." Gabby told him once she found her voice again. "Right now." She exhaled sharply. She watched as Jay and another of Arthur's goons walked into Molly's.

"I want my money." She exchanged glances with Jay and he pleaded with her to do as he had asked.

"What if I can't pay?" She was holding her breath now.

"You know." Arthur stood and took the bottle of scotch in his hand. "All things considered, I like to think of myself as a fair man. I believe in taking people at their word." Gabby's eyes were glued to the bottle in Arthur's hand as he spoke. "Offering second chances, that kind of thing. Now, you take the owners of Game Day. I gave them a chance to pay." He started pouring alcohol on the bar. "They refused." He kept pouring. "I gave them a second chance." Now Jay's eyes were following the trail of clear liquid on the bar. "And once again they refused." One look in his eyes and a second later, he was flinging the bottle against the wall opposite Gabby. "Then they had that bad luck." He flicked a zippo lighter open.

"Arthur, that's not nece."Jay couldn't finish his sentence.

"SHUT UP." Arthur looked back at a terrified Gabby and dropped the lighter on the alcohol, igniting the bar as he did so.

Jay watched as the other guy reached for his gun and he took that window to act, getting in a fight over the weapon with the man. When Arthur realized what was going on, he pointed his own weapon in Jay's direction and fired a shot, hitting him in the shoulder.

"Jay." Gabby yelled as she saw his body fall on the ground. She raised her hands in the air moments later when Arthur pointed the gun at her chest.

"Drop the gun, you're under arrest." Jay was pointing his own gun at Arthur's temple.

"Son of a bitch."

"Put the gun down Arthur or I swear to god I'll make you eat it." Jay growled. The pain in his shoulder was flaring up but he was hell bent on seeing this through. When Arthur didn't move to lower his weapon, Jay gave him a swift hit with the butt of his gun knocking him out.

Gabby ran for the extinguisher to prevent the fire from getting to the furniture. When the second offender was about to get up, Jay pointed his gun in that direction.

"Don't move."

"Hey, you're shot." Gabby made it to him as he kept his eyes on the man in front of him.

"Mind taking my cell phone out of my pocket and putting it to my ear?" Gabby did as she was told and pulled the phone out of its confines. "You'll have to dial 911." Again she did as she was told and put it to Jay's ear as she applied pressure on his shoulder. "This is detective Jay Halstead badge number 511163, requesting immediate back-up at this location." Everything happened so fast and soon the bar was swarmed by cops and an ambulance to take care of Jay.

Jay sat on the bumper of his car, after getting treatment for the wound to his shoulder but his eyes never left Gabby's. He had seen the fear in her eyes inside of Molly's and he was scared that this whole thing was going to send her running for the hills.

"You lucked out cowboy, it's pretty much a through and through." Gabby stood next to Jay on the hood of his car after the paramedics looked him over. "You're going to need some stitches but otherwise you'll be okay."

"Thanks."

"You two okay?" Antonio came to join them.

"Yeah." Gabby followed Antonio visually until he was standing next to her.

"Gotta say, this didn't turn out the way I thought it would be but you got the job done."

"Yeah, I caught a bullet in the process." Jay deadpanned.

"You say that like it's a bad thing." Antonio smirked. "You know since you were shot on a job, that pretty much means you get to chose."

"Intelligence." Jay cut him. "I want Intelligence." Jay's heart practically skipped a beat at the opportunity to work with Antonio on the best unit of the city.

"Well you know, we'll see what we can do about that." He winked and let the two alone.

"You know, this doesn't have to change things between us." He said hopefully, placing his hand on hers.

"I wish that were true." Gabby sighed, taking her hand away from under his. She was conflicted but her head kept bringing her back to Antonio and his relationship with his wife.

"What do you mean?" He didn't want her to say it but that was the only way he would believe it to be true.

"I means that when we first met, I didn't sign up for this." She looked sideways where his brother had gone and returned her stare back to Jay. "My brother and sister-in-law have the best relationship I've ever seen, EXCEPT when he goes undercover." Jay's heart sank as she said the words. "It changes people. Maybe if the circumstances were different." Jay couldn't contest anything she was saying but it hurt all the same.

"Maybe one day they will be." He tried to be optimistic as he smiled at her.

"Maybe." Gabby said as Jay stood from the car and walked away as Herrmann, Otis and Mouch made it to her.

"What the hell happened?" Herrmann asked her.

"I saved the damn bar that's what I did."

"That she did." Jay confirmed with his arm in aa sling and his jacket in his other hand. They looked at each other and Jay went over to the paramedics for some last minute check-up.

Jay watched her walk away and out of his life and he hated it. He really thought that they could have something, that they could be great. If only she could give him a real chance, one where he could be Jay Halstead the cop and not the undercover persona that she had come to know in the past weeks. He went to Med with the medics as instructed to get stitched up and it was only when he returned home that it hit him. He went to his room to get a fresh set of clothes so he could wash most of the blood off around the wound and change so he could feel normal again. When he set eyes on his un-made bed, images of Gabby in the sheets came back to him. She was beautiful and strong but vulnerable at the same time and he realized that he could see their relationship going somewhere if she would just give him a real shot.

He got cleaned up and dressed and took a couple of the pain pills the doc had given him if it became too much and he was out the door. He refused to just let Gabby walk in and out of his life like that. He was going to find her and convince her that he was worth taking a shot on. He walked into Molly's and eyes the bar to see if she was working behind it and when he didn't see her, he scanned the rest of the bar and still he didn't find her there. He resigned himself to go talk to Herrmann and Otis but he didn't know if they'd be willing to play ball with him after everything that had happened.

"Jay." Otis was curt with him and he couldn't blame him.

"I'm not here to cause any trouble, I'm looking for Gabby."

"It's her night off." Obviously he wasn't going to off him any more details.

"Thanks." He patted the bar and was about to walk out the door when Herrmann walked towards him.

"Halstead." Jay could read his body language and he wasn't happy with him.

"I'm going Herrmann." He raised his hands up. He knew when he wasn't welcome somewhere and he didn't want to cause Gabby more trouble.

"You got a minute?" Jay was certainly not expecting this.

"Yeah, sure."

"Gabby, she's like a daughter to me." That's how the warnings usually started. "I don't tolerate dirty guys that'll hurt her in any way."

"That's certainly not my intention."

"Good but you know what happens if you do right?"

"Oh trust me I do Herrmann. I have Antonio Dawson I already need to be worrying about. Not about to do anything stupid." He allowed himself to smile at the older man.

"Good. She's at home." He extended his hand and Jay shook it only to be pulled closer, Herrmann whispering the address in his ear.

"Thank you." He was sincere.

Jay rushed out of the bar and into his car. He knew the city by heart and it didn't take him very long to stop the car in front of her building. He had no idea what he was going to say to her but he was willing to fight for it until he got what he wanted. He killed the engine and went up the stairs two at a time until he made it to her floor. He walked the hall in search of the number Herrmann had given him and when he found it, he took a deep breath and knocked, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he waited for her to answer.

Gabby was cleaning around her apartment when she heard the knock on her door. She wasn't expecting anyone and she simply wanted to spend a quiet evening with a glass of wine. He put away what she was holding and went to look through the people and cursed under her breath. She didn't know how he had gotten a hold of her address but she had no other choice but to answer him.

"Jay." She still sported a surprised look on her face when she opened the door.

"Sorry to spring myself on you."

"How did you even get your hand on my address?" She realized the absurdity of her question as her words left her mouth. Of course he had found her address, he was a detective. "Don't answer that." She closed her eyes in embarrassment as he chuckled.

"Herrmann gave it to me." He offered her the truth.

"Herrmann?" She was sure he still held a grudge over everything that had happened with Molly's and didn't understand why he had done that.

"I was just as surprised as you were." He confirmed her suspicions. "Can I come in? I'd rather not do this in the middle of your hallway."He said sheepishly.

"Yeah, come in." She moved aside to let him in

"Before you say anything, I just wanted to say my piece." She nodded for him to continue as her back was now facing the closed door. "I know what you said before about relationships and dating a cop but I can't just let you walk out of my life."

"Jay." Her heart was pumping faster and she was suddenly nervous.

"Gabby," He took a step forward, closing the cap between their bodies. "I know that I do a dangerous job and that I have to go away for weeks at a time when I'm undercover but I can't just pretend like what we had didn't mean something to me because it did." I realized that I want to give us a shot and I know it's scary as hell but I think it would be worth it if you're willing to give me a chance." His rambling was cut off by Gabby's lips on his.

"Stop talking already." She said as she pulled away seconds later. "I'm willing to give us a shot if you promise to be careful."

"That's a promise I can actually make." He smiled before his lips were on hers again.

He knew that it wouldn't be easy but he was willing to work hard at it and do the one thing she had asked of him in order to give them a fighting chance.

A/N: Another daunting first chapter. They keep scaring me even after writing so many of them but I'm really hoping that you'll follow me on my crazy plan and please take a few seconds to review before you go and also tell me what you prefer their ship to be: #Dawstead or #Halson - Sarra