At Chicago Med:

Jay is looking at Will trying to control his breathing. The short chopping breaths are causing more pain in his chest and shoulder.

"Arghh….Arghh…...Aruumph"

"I know you're trying. You're doing good, Jay."

Dr. Marcal walks in, "What's going on Will?"

"Jay sneezed. I suspect an active bleed, more blood is draining out but it looks to be obstructed it's possible the catheter moved." Will states.

"Suspect another hemothorax?" Marcel asks. He doesn't wait for Will to respond and places his hand on Jay's left leg, "Jay."

The flinch is violent. "No!" Jay's raised voice catches Marcel by surprise.

"No!...Arghhh…..No!...arghhh…..Will?" Jay pleads through grimaces.

"Easy Jay." Will is quick to act. "That's not going to happen." Will looks at Marcel. "That's what I think." Turns back to Jay, "He's just going to listen."

Marcel listens to Jay's laboured breaths, "I agree."

The nurse comes in with a tray filled with the necessities for replacing the chest tube.

Will reaches for a syringe and injects it into Jay's IV. "It's the good stuff Jay. You'll be awake but you're not going to feel it."

The warm feeling takes over Jay and the panic subsides. His breathing is still short but no longer forcing grunts of pain. His eyes search and find Will. He dedicates all his energy into focusing on his brother, using him as an anchor.

Marcel quickly removes Jay's gown. He pauses a moment in shock at the dark bruises covering Jay's chest and peeking from behind his shoulder. A quiet, "Good Lord." escapes. He quickly looks at Will. "Sorry."

Will gives a knowing nod and pushes the tray towards him as he walks around. "I'll help you with his arm." Marcel supports Jay's left shoulder and Will slowly moves his arm away from his body for access to the chest tube.

"Ahh Ahh ahhh" Jay protests. His right hand, though uncoordinated, tries to reach across his body. The nurse instinctively grabs his wrist. Jay's eyes fly open, locking on the nurse, his right arm becomes rigid and he tries to twist away from her by rolling slightly to his left. Marcel jumps up and stops Jay by grabbing his right shoulder and pushing him down to the bed.

"AAAHHHH!" screams Jay. He is panicked now.

Will yells, "Let him go! You can't hold him down!" Quickly Marcel and the nurse release him. In a flash Will is by Jay's right side. He holds Jay's head in his hands. "Look at me. Open your eyes Jay."

Jay's eyes are glassed over. The combination of pain medication and panic are not a good recipe. But he fights through it with a weak, "Will." His breathing becomes more of a task.

"That's right. I'm here. Hold still for us. Focus on me."

A lazy blink is a good enough response for Will. He looks at Marcel and nods to continue. Will releases Jay's head and ops to put one hand on his right foreman just below the IV and the other on his shoulder. "Work on your breathing." Jay tries. Will can see he is but there's no improvement but still encourages, "That's it, Jay, that's it."

Marcel gets to work, quickly sterilizing the area. "2% Lidocaine nurse, our friend here deserves a little extra." Looking at Will. Will smiles knowing Jay doesn't like needles. "Some pinches and some pressure Jay but you shouldn't feel any pain."

Jay feels the pressure and moves slightly with a grunt but stills. Marcel pauses for a second then continues removing the old chest catheter. Jay moves his feet around slowly. Will notices and ever so gently, places his hand on top of Jay's right foot. He slowly moves toward his ankle and looks at Jay, "Feel that Jay, nothing's there." Jay stills completely but never breaks eye contact with his brother. Marcel observes the interaction but remains on task.

"Alright Jay, new one going in." Marcel says and just like before the result is instant. A heavier flow is present and results in fuller breaths with less effort.

Jay's eyes flutter and his face relaxes with relief. "There you go. Much better." Marcel states. Will looks at him relieved as well. "We'll just get this in place." He says as he sutures the new tube. He also places a clear adhesive bandage over it too. "Some extra protection." He says looking at Will. "Never hurt."

Will smiles his appreciation toward Marcel and then administers a syringe into Jay's IV. He says to Jay, "Just some more pain meds and a slight sedative. You're going to CT to see what's going on."

District 21:

"What I have 'up my sleeve' Sergeant is evidence." Miller waves the envelope. "This is the forensic report from Jordan Watson and Shawn Roberts's clothes. Their pants and shoes have traces of Halstead's blood on them. The State's Attorney, upon learning this, can't ignore the evidence. He's moving to prosecute Shawn and Jordan. James Watson will have to be released but ironically his video will be submitted as evidence."

Voight and the team are surprised by the turn of events.

"Like I said before." Miller slightly turns toward Hailey, "I'm on your side." She turns and addresses the rest of the team. "I want this team to succeed." She hands the envelope to Voight and turns to walk away.

"Deputy Superintendent?" Kims calls out

"Yes Officer Burgess."

"How did you know that the offender's clothes would have Halstead's blood on them?"

"I didn't. I played the odds. I watched the videos. I gambled on blood transfer. I was a cop before I became the Deputy Superintendent, good to know I still can contribute." She looks at Voight, "I'm glad it worked out. You have some work to do." She turns and leaves the bullpen.

At Chicago Med:

Hailey walks into Jay's room quietly. The TV is on but the volume is low. Jay is sleeping. She is surprised to see an oxygen mask over his face. She pulls a chair over to Jay's right side and grabs his wrist. She gently rubs the back of his wrist with her thumb. "What happened to you?" He doesn't respond but Will walks in.

"I thought that was you. Missed you this morning."

"Yeah, I had some things to do before going to the District." She looks at Jay. "What happened?"

"The short of it, he sneezed."

"Sneezed?"

"Yeah, the sneeze caused a sudden pressure in his chest, dislodging the chest catheter and causing a minor bleed; a smaller hemothorax than before. Dr. Marcel was able to mitigate it pretty quickly with a new catheter." Will pauses as Hailey is taking this all in. "Good news is the CT scan showed no active bleed, it clotted itself, so no surgery. The mask is there to make it easier for him to get oxygen. He's had a pretty eventful day. I'm going to work on a nasal cannula that won't itch his nose."

Hailey looks back at Jay concerned.

"He's going to be alright, Hailey." She continues to look at Jay hoping it's true.

"He might wake up for you." Will adds as he walks toward the door, "I'm going to the cafe. Do you want anything?"

"No, I'm good."

"OK, coffee and a sandwich it is." Will states leaving the room.

Hailey releases a small laugh at Will's antics. She again starts to rub the back of Jay's wrist and this time Jay's eyes flutter open and he looks at her through sleepy eyes, barely open.

"Hey." Can hardly be heard, his voice groggy and muffled by the mask.

Hailey moves her hand to his forearm, still caressing in a comforting manner.

"We got them, Jay. Well, two of the three anyway."

Jay raises his eyebrows, questioning.

"Shawn Roberts and Jordan Watson were charged. James Watson was released. He recorded the attack on his phone but gave some BS story about recording the footage to help the police catch the people responsible. Ironically it's now evidence against his brother and cousin." She starts to explain.

Jay is still looking at her but clearly not following the conversation.

"You know what? That can wait."

Jay slowly blinks and responds, "Mmm."

It's quiet for a few moments as Hailey looks at Jay, her hand still over his arm, reflecting on the last two days.

A very quiet sleep-filled, "Hailey" comes from Jay. His eyes are closed.

"No Jay, just rest, I'll be here when you wake up." She assures him.

His breathing evens out.

Hailey reaches up and gently runs her fingers through his short hair careful not to disturb the sutures.

Thank you all for reading and reviewing. I'm a bit overwhelmed that so many people enjoyed this story, considering it's my first time writing.

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