Jay could see the determination peeking out behind the fear and pain in her eyes, "You're family, Hailey, we take care of family."

The two detectives sat in silence, staring into each other's eyes; searching for the comfort they both craved, when a knock on the door forced them to break away from each other's stare.

"Come in."

The door handle turned, and two figures emerged from the hallway. "Hailey," Adam Ruzek breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Hailey conscious. "How are you feeling?"

"Yeah, you know, as could as I can be, considering the circumstances," Hailey had always been the kind of person who made jokes to lighten the mood when things got too rough.

Adam didn't move from his place on the opposite side of the room, "Good… that's good," he replied, not knowing how else to respond. They had broken up months ago, but Ruzek still got caught up when he was around Hailey, he still had feelings for her that he knew he couldn't act on; not anymore, at least.

"You look good, Kid," Hank Voight's gravelly voice broke through the awkwardness of the previous exchange, "glad to have you back with us."

"Thanks, Sarge. The Doc's say it's still going to be awhile before I'm back at the precinct, but I'm hopeful." She let a small smile pull at the sides of her mouth.

Voight took a stepped towards the bed, stopping at the edge, "I know you probably don't feel up to it," he started, "but do you know who might have done this? Any enemies? Perps you've put away?" he asked, his voice light, but she could still hear the underlying concern.

Hailey let out a breathy laugh, "It could be anyone, boss. I've put away hundreds of people, all of which would want to make me pay for putting them away," she told him. It was true, they all had targets on their heads, it was just part if the job.

This time Ruzek spoke, "How about undercover jobs that your cover could have been blown on? I know you did a lot of assignments before you joined intelligence."

"Why now though?" Jay's voice broke through the group, "What makes now so special? This was precise, planned. It wasn't just a spur of the moment decision," he questioned, confusion and anger fighting for dominance in his words.

"Ruzek, get Antonio and Kim to see if anyone you put away has gotten out recently," Voight instructed the officer, taking control of the investigation. "I'll get all your undercover operation files sent over as well, hopefully that'll give us something. In the meantime, I'm placing two officers outside your door just in case," He informed the two remaining detectives.

Before Hailey could argue that she could take care of herself, Voight exited the room, letting the door swing shut behind him.

"Are you sure no one comes to mind?" Jay asked, knowing firsthand that information was often left out of the conversation when Hank questioned you, no matter how close you were with him. "You know what he says, 'tell him the truth, so he can lie for you.'"

Hailey shook her head, the movement causing her to wince, "Seriously, it could be anyone. You know how it is, if you don't make enemies, you're not doing your job right," She explained, reciting the phrase that he had told her when he was the one being targeted.

"Yeah," he said offhandedly, his mind deep in thought. "Hopefully they'll come back with a suspect list to help narrow down the names, it might help jog your memory. In the meantime, you've got two officers outside, and I'm not going anywhere."

"Seems a bit excessive, don't you think? I mean, I can take care of myself," she argued, knowing it was a futile effort, she just needed to clear her mind of the thoughts and names that had suddenly started bounding around inside her head.

Jay stood up from the bad, moving onto the hard plastic chair that sat next to it, "In case you had forgotten, you got shot, Hailey. And if it were up to me, the entire Chicago Police Department would be outside your door." He argued, fake annoyance lacing his voice.

She threw him a sarcastic smile, "oh yeah, it's not like there's a multitude of wires hanging out of me, stopping me from moving more than a couple of inches." She joked, "oh, and let's not forget about the literal hole in my chest."

Hailey caught a glimpse of worry in Jay's face before he could notice and try to hide it, "Jay, I'm going to be okay. I've got the two officers outside, I've got the entirety of CPD trying to find the bastard who put me here, but you know what the most important thing I have?" she asked him, "You, Jay. I have you here with me. I trust you with my life. Jay, I've never cared about someone as much as I care about you—"

Her confession was interrupted by Jays lips meeting hers, swallowing her unsaid words. The kiss was slow, but full of declarations of their mutual adoration for the other. However cliché Hailey thought it was, time really did seem like it slowed down, like everything around them, all the worries and violence, just disappeared for a moment.

In the same way Jay had instigated the kiss, he ended it, throwing his body back into the chair. "I… I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me, I…"

Hailey stopped his stammering apology, reaching her arm out to grasp his hand, giving it a squeeze, "you don't know how many I've thought about doing that…" a smile tugging at her lips as she spoke, "do it again."