Saturday morning at nine o'clock, Hailey is at Jay's door to pick him up. "Never thought I'd see you up voluntarily up before noon on a weekend," Jay teases his partner as he opens the door for her.

"Hey, this is important," Hailey defends herself, "and not everyone is a morning person like you are."

"So, are you going to tell me what this errand of yours is?" Jay questions when they get into the car.

"When we get there," she answers.

The two spend the car ride in silence, Hailey not much of a morning person and Jay being particularly quiet recently.

After pulling up to a farmhouse after two hours, Hailey turns to look at Jay, "We're here."

"Where is here? And is that Will's car?" He asks as he looks around.

"Hey, guys," Will greats as he walks up to them before Hailey could answer.

"What's going on?" Jay questions again, hoping to get an answer out of one of them.

Hailey and Will look at each other, "Well, we know your PTSD-" Will starts before Jay cuts him off.

"So this is what? Some inpatient PTSD program? I'm not crazy!" Jay yelled.

"No, Jay. This is not an inpatient PTSD program and we don't think you're crazy," Hailey soothed.

"Then what is this?" Jay asks getting anxious.

"Why don't we go in? Liam is waiting for us," Will informs his brother.

The three walk up to the door, before one of them can knock, the door opens. "Will good to see you. And you must be the brother?"

"Yeah, I'm Jay," he introduces himself. "Can you tell me what's going on? Because these two aren't telling me anything."

"Your brother called me earlier this week about a dog."

"A dog? Will, what is he talking about?"

"That's where Will was trying to go earlier when he mentioned your PTSD," Hailey answers.

"What does my PTSD have to do with a dog?"

"Some people who have PTSD do well with service dogs for it."

"Service dog? No, I don't need anything that will affect my job."

"It won't," Will tells him. "We were going to train it to wake you from nightmares and to help you when you're alone, that seems to be when your PTSD is at its worse."

"My PTSD isn't that bad," Jay deflects.

"Why don't you meet the dog before you make any decisions," Liam suggests. "He's a yellow lab, three months old. He was the runt of the litter, so no one wanted him. I think you could give him a good home."

"The runt?" Jay questions, his tone softer.

"Yeah, he's healthy now, but people are always afraid of taking on the runt."

"I guess I could meet him," Jay gives in.

Liam leads Jay to where the dog is, "His name is Casper because he was so small, but very friendly." Jay sits down on the floor and Casper goes over to him and rolls over in front of Jay, wanting attention. "I think he likes you," Liam says as Casper starts climbing on Jay, trying to lick him.

"What happens if it doesn't work out? I mean training his as a service dog?"

"He'd still be a good companion," Liam tells the detective as Casper looks up at Jay.

"I guess, it wouldn't hurt to try," Jay gives in looking at Casper. "And I always wanted a dog. Do you want to come home with me?" He asks the puppy. Casper looks at Jay, with trust in his eyes, wagging his tail at the question. "I guess that's a yes," Jay laughs as he picks up Casper before walking back to the room where Hailey and his brother were.

"So, is this a yes?" Hailey asks when she sees Jay walking out to them while carrying the dog.

"It's a yes," answers Jay.

"Let me get you his papers and you'll be good to go," Liam tells the trio.

"Are you mad at us?" Hailey asks Jay in the car on the way back to Chicago.

"I was, but I know you guys were just trying to help me," he answers as he rubs Casper's ears, the dog not wanting to leave Jay, even only to be in the back of the car, so Jay gave in letting the dog sit on his lap on the way back.

"So, I figured we can stop at a pet store when we get closer," Hailey mentions. "Casper needs dog food, you need to get a food bowl and water bowl, a leash and collar, maybe get him some toys."

"Yeah, good idea," Jay replies. "Hey, how do you know what I need to get him?"

"Will gave me a list of what dogs need," she answers like it is obvious.

"Do you think we can keep this between the three of us for now?" Jay asks her.

"What?" Hailey asks confused. "That you got a dog?"

"No, that we're training him for my PTSD. I just- I.." Jay trails off not knowing what he want to say. Casper can tell that his new master is getting anxious, so he starts licking Jay's hand, seemingly calming Jay.

"Yeah, no problem. Might want to let Will know though."

The two detectives spend the rest of their drive talking about cases from work and Chicago sports, Casper content sleeping on Jay's lap.

"Okay, first thing is a collar and leash so you can get rid of these rope ones," Hailey tells Jay as they enter Pet Smart. Looking over the choices, Jay picks out a royal blue collar and a matching standard flat lead leash.

"Next, food and bowls," Hailey reads off the list from her phone. Jay gets a puppy specific food and two metal bowls.

"Okay, now optional a crate and/or dog bed."

"It probably would be good to crate train him until he's out of the puppy stage," Jay answers. "But, is he going to feel like he's in jail?"

"Who knew you could be such a softie?" Hailey teases him. "But some dogs actually feel safer in crates."

The three make their way to the crates, "Wow, does your list say what kind to get?" Jay asks when he sees the different sizes.

"No, we should probably ask someone."

Catching an employee who was walking past, Jay decides to get a crate that Casper can grow into, considering he should get much bigger. Their last stop is to get some toys and bones for Casper.

Once Jay got everything he needed for Casper, they head back to Jay's apartment. Putting the collar and leash on the dog, Jay lets him walk up to his apartment, holding the leash while Hailey and him grab the bags.

"Hailey, can you stay with him while I get the crate?" Jay asks as he puts the bag of dog food down.

"I can grab it," Hailey tries to tell him.

"No, Hailey. I've got it."

Fifteen minutes later, Jay returns with the crate. Deciding that it would be best to set it up in his room, Jay puts it together in the corner of the room, before placing an old blanket inside for Casper, he then places another blanket on the outside of the crate to make it feel closed in and safe for Casper.

Once she feels that Jay and Casper are good Hailey decides it is time for her to leave to let the two bond. "Jay, I'm going to head out. Text me if you need anything," she orders her partner. Turning to Casper she tells the dog, "You be good for your dad." Casper responds by wagging his tail and giving her a friendly bark.

Hailey leaves feeling good about the situation, and for once, she is not overly worried about her partner, knowing that he has someone who will be loyal to him and will love him like he deserves, getting the unconditional love that only an animal can give their human.