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Chicago Med:

"I know it's not what you want but it was suggested you eat this." Hailey says as she puts down a cup of Broccoli Cheddar soup on the tray and adjusts it closer to him.

Jay is sitting up but instinctively tries to sit up straighter, "Ah!" His face distorts in pain from the movement. His left hand goes to his sternum. Hailey approaches and rubs his left shoulder trying to comfort him. He looks at her. Their silent communication says it all. But he still says, "I'm fine, just sore, Hailey."

She smiles and hands him a spoon. "Well you should eat and then use the PCA, you're due."

He takes the spoon and slightly nods in agreement. She settles in the chair and unwraps her grinder. She takes a bite and notices him stirring the soup.

"Who suggested this?" He questions as he takes a spoonful.

"You have to ask?"

Jay snorts, "Guess not." Another spoonful and looks at Hailey's grinder. "You feel like sharing?"

"Is this part of the, 'What's ours is mine.'?" She playfully asks, tearing off a piece.

"Something like that." He smiles and takes it from her.

They eat in peace for a few moments. Hailey watches Jay carefully as he methodically eats his soup. She can see how he concentrates using his left hand. This is something he'll have to get used to. She offers, "What some more?" holding up the other half.

He doesn't look up, "No." and finishes the soup.

"You want some more? I can get you….."

"No." He states quietly. He pushes the tray away and leans his head back, closing his eyes.

Hailey notices he's fishing with his left hand for the PCA control. She gets up and places it in his hand. He immediately pushes the button. She places the back of her fingers on his forehead.

"Hurts", lifting his left hand to his broken cheekbone, "should have stuck with just the soup." he mumbles, eyes drooping, pain medication working its magic.

Hailey takes his hand in hers guiding it to his side and threads her fingers through his hair.

"I'll be here when you wake up."

Kevin, Adam and Kim couldn't wait for the day to end after getting the update from Hailey that Jay made it through surgery. They are happy that they didn't catch a case and when Voight said they were free to go, it was an all out foot race to the stairs. So much so that Trudy scolded them, acting like school kids when the bell rang. But it didn't last long, she knew where they were going.

So here they were walking through the hallway of Jay's floor when Will saw them and called out.

"Hey!"

They all slow their pace as Will catches up with them. They stop just feet from his room.

"The same rules still apply. Jay needs his rest." Will states plainly with a hint of seriousness.

They all nodded in agreement and Will says with a slight smile, "Alright then, go in."

Kevin peers his head in Jay's room and sees Hailey eating dinner, he whispers "Hey."

Hailey looks up surprised, puts down her grinder and waves him in. The team follows behind Kevin. Jay is asleep. The empty soup cup on a tray next to him.

"He just made it through dinner and then…." She gestures with her hand towards a sleeping Jay.

They all take a moment to observe him sleeping peacefully. The sheet pulled mid-chest covering the bandage from surgery, the bruising just peeking out ever so slightly on his chest, his right wrist remains splinted resting over his hip, shoulder supported by a pillow underneath his elbow, a nasal cannula on his face and bruising over his cheekbone. His left hand lying next to him with a PCA control within reach.

Each member of the team takes their turn giving Hailey a comforting hug.

"How is he doing?" Kim whispers

"He's sore. Tired. But so much better. I'll give it to tomorrow when he starts asking about leaving." Hailey ends that statement with a smile.

They all smile at that comment.

"That's good." Adam starts, "and bad, we all know he's not the most patient person. He'll want desk duty at least."

Kevin looks at Hailey. "How are you doing?"

She looks at him and then the rest of the team, questioning and then realizes what they mean. She takes a deep breath and releases as she sits down.

"It's been rough. Seeing him in so much pain and with him being sick. It's a helpless feeling."

"We were thinking you need a break, Hailey." Adam says. "You need to go home, get a good night's rest and take some time for yourself, decompress."

"No, no guys. Thank you. This is where I need to be." She retorts.

"Go."

The rough sleepy voice from the bed, eyes still closed, gets everyone's attention.

"Jay" She pleads.

"You need a break, Hailey" He continued, voice full of sleep.

She walks closer to the bed and picks up his hand, "But…"

"Go." He turns and looks at her. "Please." as his eyes close again.

She huffs in defeat. He is asking her to take a moment for herself. He knows what she's been through and wants her to have a break. She crouches down to his ear and whispers something the team can't hear but they see Jay slightly squeeze her hand in response. She rising up still looking at him.

"I'll stay with him, Hailey." Adam states. He then looks around at the team, "we'll trade off. He won't be alone."

The emotion becomes almost too much as tears swell in her eyes, she croaks out, "Thanks guys".

Kevin envelopes her in a hug. "We got you."

They help her gather her things and with one last kiss on Jay's forehead and a playful, "Jay and I are going to have fun, bros watching the game." from Adam, she leaves with the remaining team.

Adam settles in, turning on the TV, watching the pre-game. He looks at Jay sleeping soundly and says, "So much fun." with a smile.