Hailey's one moment of weakness the night before was making her life living hell this morning. She was so distracted this morning that she was almost late to work, skirting into the bullpen at the last second possible. No one seemed to notice her untimely entrance or her slightly dishevelled appearance. Well, no one except Jay. His eyes followed her from the second she walked in and they still lingered on her now that she was seated at her desk. One eyebrow quirked in question but she did her best to blow him off. He let it go and didn't push the issue, but she didn't miss his little smirk that flashed across his face just before he looked away. Hailey poured herself into her reports, spending way more time on the little details than she normally would, but needing the distraction from the thoughts racing through her mind. By mid afternoon her eyes were burning from a combination of no sleep and staring at a screen all morning. She leaned back in her chair and let out a yawn, stretching her arms above her head as she did so. When she looked back down, she found Jay's eyes locked on her with that darkness swirling behind them once again. Hailey's cheeks burned and she quickly stood from her chair, walking as slowly as her body would let her towards the break room despite wanting to run from the room. She pulled the fridge door open to look for a snack and sighed when the cool air washed over her face. With her body bent over into the fridge she didn't hear Jay come in until she stood back up and nearly ran into him since he was standing so close.

"Are you okay?"

He questioned, glancing down at her and causing her to tilt her head up to look at him.

"Yeah, I just didn't hear you come in."

She shrugged it off, moving to the cupboard that everyone stashed some snacks in. Hailey saw Jay smirk at her response but tried to ignore it.

"I meant in general. You seem...distracted."

His words trailed off and Hailey felt her palms slick with a nervous sweat. She kept her eyes glued to the cupboard, trying her best to be nonchalant about it.

"Nope. All good."

She snagged a box of crackers and feigned interest in the ingredient list. Once again Jay was behind her before she even realized he moved. His hand came to grip the box, resting just above hers as he mimicked her reading the list.

"Really? Nothing on your mind?"

He was close enough that his breath ghosted over her while he spoke and she fought the urge to shiver at the sensation. He was pushing her and they both knew it. Hailey forced a deep breath in and turned around to face him, watching as it was his turn to blush slightly with their proximity.

"Nope. Anything on yours?"

Hailey challenged, raising an eyebrow at him for emphasis. It backfired though and she watched as his eyes grew impossibly darker.

"A few things."

His words sent a heat racing through her but before she could even begin to form a response, Kevin knocked on the door telling them they caught a case. Jay sent her another smirk before he turned and followed their fellow officer out of the room, leaving Hailey feeling more flustered than she ever had been before. Hailey followed him out to the truck, briefly debating just taking her own vehicle but not wanting to draw any attention to herself. Luckily, by the time she climbed in beside him, Jay was fully focused and in work mode. They raced to the scene, heading to help patrol with a robbery in progress and speeding up even more when the call for shots fired came across the radio.

Once on scene, Hailey jumped out after Jay, gun in hand and followed after her partner. He moved in such a way it was obvious he had more training than just a police academy and his confidence in these situations was something Hailey cherished about him as a partner. She followed after him as they flanked the back of the building, motioning for patrol to take the other side. Just as they rounded the back alley, the back door of the shop burst open and a man ran out into the alley, instantly spotting them and taking off. Adam and Kim were behind them now and the four of them set off on a foot pursuit. Kim ducked off into a different alley, hoping to cut him off and Adam followed to back her up. Jay did his best to keep up with the offender but the maze of alleys and side streets was making it difficult. Hailey was fast but Jay was faster and he rounded the corner half a minute before her. No sooner had he disappeared from her view did the sounds of gunshots sound through the air. Hailey's run faltered for a split second as her stomach sank with the sound. She rounded the corner after him, gun drawn up and ready to fire, and her breath caught in her throat when she saw Jay down on the ground. A few feet ahead of him lay the body of their offender, a large pool of blood forming underneath him making it obvious Jay's shot was fatal. Hailey's attention was immediately on Jay and the smaller pool of blood running underneath him. She collapsed beside him, her hands instantly traveling all over him searching for the source of the blood. He was awake and wreathing beneath her but he couldn't speak. She frantically ripped away his shirt, finding a bullet lodged in the center of his vest. The sight made her breath hitch once again as the thoughts of what could have happened flashed before her. Hailey quickly undid the straps holding his vest in place and Jay was able to finally take a breath. She felt a rush of relief but her hands went right back to looking for the source of the blood.

"My..ugh..my leg…"

He panted out, groaning beneath her touch when she found the wound in the middle of his thigh. Her hands clamped over it as she felt panic set it. Jay frantically shook his head, trying to form words between the waves of pain. Her eyes met his and she tried her damndest not to let the tears she could feel coming fall.

"You gotta tie it off. Tourniquet..remember..?"

She nodded, how could she forget that day. But in her panic she froze when she realized she didn't have the kit they had been provided. His hand tugged at his belt briefly before it slipped away again and she took the hint. Letting go of the wound to quickly undo his belt. In any other circumstance, this task would have her in a puddle on the ground, but right now this felt like life or death. She managed to pull the belt out from his jeans and fastened it around his leg tightly. Just as she finished Adam rounded the corner, screaming for an ambulance into his radio while he went to their dead offender. Kim came over to Hailey and Jay, looking just as panicked as Hailey felt but Jay did his best to assure them both that he would be okay. Sirens wailed in the distance and finally a team of paramedics was beside her, taking over her attempts at stopping his bleeding and hauling him onto the cot. Without hesitation she followed them up into the ambulance, having no intention of leaving his side until she knew he was truly okay. One medic started the drive to the hospital while the other quickly tended to Jay's injuries.

"Here."

She said, handing Hailey a pair of scissors and motioning for her to start cutting away his close. Jay was calmer now and his eyes met hers momentarily when she hesitated. She swallowed hard and moved down to his boots, quickly pulling them off before using the shears to cut up the length of his jeans. The area around his wound had already been ripped open by the medic so Hailey went back down to cut up the other leg. When she got to his uninjured thigh she hesitated again, noticing the thigh holster strapped to his leg.

"It all has to come off. You're probably better with those things than I would be."

The medic nodded to the holster, her tone obviously trying to lighten the atmosphere just a touch. Hailey nodded and her fingers began to fumble with the straps around his leg. Jay lifted his good leg slightly to give her a better angle and she managed to get the lower strap unhooked. The second strap, the one much higher up his leg and closer to a region she felt should be off limits, seemed to be a little harder to undo. She jiggled the holster around, slipping her fingers underneath as she wiggled it loose and her cheeks started to burn when she remembered Jay pulling away from her the day they were training. Her eyes glanced up towards the front of his jeans before she could help herself but she quickly averted them up to his face. His eyes were locked on hers and she knew she had been busted with her glance. Jay gave her a small smile, almost like the smirks he had been giving her all morning, and she was tempted to roll her eyes. This whole situation was ridiculous and the fact that she was currently more focused on her proximity to parts of him she had only dreamed out instead of his injuries or their current location made Hailey hate herself all the more. Finally the strap was off and they pulled into Med. Hailey followed along after the stretcher, knowing no was one going to stop her. She lingered at the edge of his room, watching as a team of doctors and nurses assessed his injury and stitched him up. She watched his face while they were working and hated the pain she saw there. Not only was he in discomfort because of the gunshot wound, but she knew better than anyone that he hated hospitals. This would be pure hell for him and she wished she could give him some comfort. Once they finished, the nurse told her she could sit beside him and they would be back momentarily. Hailey pulled a chair up to his bedside and settled into it slowly.

"Hey."

She spoke softly, almost a whisper.

"Hey."

He replied, sending her a small smile. It didn't fully reach his eyes but she understood why. Hailey glanced down his body, lingering on the area where he had been shot and the sounds of the gun going off echoed through her head. She blinked and was surprised when she felt wetness on her cheek. Hailey quickly wiped away the tear that had fallen, frantically blinking away the others.

"Hey...don't do that."

Jay whispered, reaching a hand out towards her. Without fully realizing what she was doing, she took it, grasping his hand firmly in hers.

"Sorry."

She mumbled, feeling embarrassed with herself for her show of emotions.

"No I'm sorry."

He countered, squeezing her hand. Hailey met his eyes again, feeling hers still burn with unshed tears.

"For what?"

Jay gave her a somber smile before he replied.

"For always getting shot."

Hailey let out a chuckle at his response, using her free hand to wipe away the tears that had sneaked out.

"Yeah...if you could stop doing that it would be great."

She smiled at him and the look in his eyes made her heart skip a beat.

"I'm sorry for making you cry."

His words almost broke the flood gate inside her and she wanted to tell him it wasn't the first time. She cried the first time she saw him lying on the pavement, leaving Adam to pick up the pieces. She cried when he was kidnapped and again when she found him shot by Angela. And again when she sat in the waiting room, after Vanessa's words had crashed into her like a freight train. But instead of saying anything she just pursed her lips into a smile and nodded slowly at him. Before either of them could say anything else, the curtain whipped open and Will barged in. Hailey pulled her hand away from Jay's quickly, hoping his brother hadn't noticed, but she didn't worry long when she took in the look on Will's face. She wasn't even sure he had noticed she was here.

"Dude. Really?"

Was all he said and Hailey couldn't help but grin at his words. Jay glanced at her, a slight smirk on his face, before turning back to face his brother.

"All part of the job."

Jay shrugged, earning an eye roll from Will.

"A part you seem to be really good at."

Will scoffed, grabbing Jay's chart and flipping through it. He nodded in silent approval before turning back to address Jay again.

"You're lucky, a gunshot wound to the thigh can go bad quick. It didn't knick anything important and they said bleeding was controlled well on scene."

Jay nodded towards Hailey as Will finished speaking.

"You can thank this one for that. Used my belt as a tourniquet to control the bleeding."

Hailey ducked her head down, shaking it back and forth and feeling slightly embarrassed. Will really did thank her though before he left them alone again, citing a packed ER and not enough doctors.

"I do owe you a thanks for that."

Jay stated, drawing her attention back to him.

"It was your idea, I totally forgot."

Hailey shrugged him off, pulling at a string on her jeans.

"Yeah well that training day was...kinda distracting."

Her eyes shot up at his mention of that day, something she had hoped he would just totally forget about. But of course she wasn't that lucky.

"If you say so…"

She brushed it off, despite the fact that her heart was pounding inside her chest.

"Oh I do."

Jay smirked again and Hailey wanted to smack it off his face. He knew exactly what he was doing to her and his grin only grew when her cheeks flushed again.

"Whatever."

She mumbled, looking for a reason to bolt out of the room.

"You do that a lot now."

He stated, eyes locked on her once again. It was a trap and she knew it, but it didn't stop her from walking right into it.

"Do what?"

She challenged, meeting his eyes in an intense stare.

"Blush."

If she thought she was blushing before it was nothing compared to the fire that ignited in her face now. His eyes held hers and she couldn't look away no matter how hard she tried. His eyes darkened again and it was everything in her not to look away. When it became obvious she wasn't going to say anything, Jay decided to push her one step farther.

"And thanks for saving my holster too. That top latch is kinda tricky, really gotta play with it sometimes."

Hailey nodded slowly, unable to form any coherent words. Jay seemed to know the effect this conversation was having on her, what his looks could do, but she wasn't sure how or what she should even feel about that realization.

Jay's doctor came into the room then, telling them Jay was good to go and that he could follow up in a week to have the stitches removed. Hailey stepped out for him to get dressed and pulled the truck around, someone had dropped it off earlier while Jay was getting stitched up. When Hailey pulled up to the entrance she saw Jay somewhat limping his way out of the door. His face flashed surprise when he saw her behind the wheel of his truck and it stayed there when she made no motion to get out from the driver's seat. He pulled the passenger door open and just stared at her, causing Hailey to just smile in return.

"You can't drive. I distinctly remember that being part of your discharge instructions."

It was her turn to send him a smirk as he slowly climbed inside, his eyes never leaving her.

"But it's my truck…"

He trailed off, looking bewildered.

"Well, if you don't want to ride in it, I can call someone else to pick you up. But I'm driving this thing home."

Hailey let her foot rest on the gas pedal, revving the engine for added effect and was pleased to see his jaw drop slightly. He stared her down but slowly moved to secure his seat belt. Hailey shifted into drive, feeling pleased with the response she had received. It wasn't her plan to drive his truck, but this is the vehicle they dropped off instead of her Jeep and it was ended up being the perfect payback for the torture Jay had put her through today.