Jay couldn't recall a time when he had been this angry before. Never had he felt this type of pure rage just completely consume him. The accusations and the hurt and betrayed look on Erin's face before she kicked him out of her trailer and her life had stuck in Jay's mind all day, unable to get even a second of reprieve. He never would've thought that Erin could believe that he was capable of something like this. Of doing this to her. He knew that Erin's time in rehab was the most guarded secret of hers and for some reason, she felt the need to keep that time in her life out of the public's eyes. Jay understood that and he knew just how big of a step it was for Erin to have told him in the first place. That was why he'd never even think of betraying her like this. Especially not for money. Jay'd rather starve and be homeless on the street before he'd sell Erin out for cash.

He had been thinking it over again and again in his head the whole day when he should've been focused on his actual job. He had been trying to think of what he could have said to Erin to defend himself, to make her see that he was innocent. That he was being set up. Even with all the different things that he could have said that came to his mind, one thing stuck out in particular in his mind. She should've trusted him anyway.

Erin should know him enough by now to know that he wasn't this type of guy. He wasn't like everyone else in her life. When he told her that he loved her, he meant it with everything he had. He believed her when she told him that she loved him but what good was that love if she didn't have faith in him? What good was love if there was no trust?

Jay rubbed his chest to ease the tightness that had also been with him all day. He shook his head, finally accepting the fact that the only emotion that was more prominent than anger was the hurt he was feeling. He had been trying to ignore the hurt and pain of being cast aside and doubted by the woman he loved all day, trying to focus on the burning anger because he thought that it was easier. He told himself to focus on his anger and not the hurt so he could find out who was behind the whole thing and prove his innocence. Because no matter how much he wished otherwise, there was still this need for him to get Erin to see the truth. That he didn't do this.

His legs felt like dead weight as they climbed up the stairs back to the precinct. Ruzek gave him a pat on the back, noticing Jay's bad mood all day while working together. Thankfully, Ruzek had enough awareness and hadn't asked Jay what was wrong. Jay just returned a small nod— that was all that he could muster up now— and headed to the back of the station to grab something to eat from the vending machine. He didn't have his appetite all day long, his stomach churning and his mind too occupied to eat anything. But it was night already and he needed to get some food inside him.

The options in the vending machine weren't much but Jay decided on a bag of pretzels— the healthiest looking option it had. He slipped in his dollar bill inside, pressed the correct button and waited for the food to come out. It didn't. Jay groaned in frustration, cursing his shitty luck. It was like everything and everyone was conspiring against him today. He pressed the button again— harder this time but the pretzels remained in place. He let out a cuss word and slammed his hand on the glass, demanding to get what he paid for. But as the inanimate object wasn't capable of understanding him, Jay decided that the next logical step was to step up his anger and kick the vending machine this time.

"Come on, you piece of shit!" Jay shouted, his foot slamming against the big black box. "Give me my food!"

"Okay, that's it!" He turned his head to find Platt quickly making her way over to him, an unimpressed look on her face. When Jay was about to kick the machine again, Platt was faster and kicked Jay's leg instead.

"Ow! Serge!" Jay groaned as Platt made contact with his shinbone. "What the hell?"

Platt scowled and pushed Jay's body further away from the vending machine and she crossed her arms, daring him to retaliate. "You've been walking around the station like a caged tiger today, wound so tight like you're hunting for your prey. I've let you do that because it's your own business whatever got you in this funk. But when you kick my fat box, it becomes my business." She raised her brow. "So tell me, detective, what could've possibly happened to you that you're taking your anger out on innocent bags of chips and candies?"

"Serge, it's really none of your business," Jay replied, not wanting to tell her about his personal life. Platt just continued to stare at him, letting him know that she wasn't letting this go until she knew the truth. And when the Desk Sergeant got that look on her face, Jay just knew he didn't stand a chance against her. He smacked his lips before complying with her demand. He started to tell her— keeping things vague at first— but by the end of his rant, he found that he had told her everything that happened. He didn't realize how much he needed to talk to someone about it, even if that someone was Platt. After he relayed everything to her, he just shrugged and waited for her reaction.

"Wow," Platt responded, jutting her bottom lip out and nodding.

"Yeah, I know. I can't believe it myself that Erin would do this to me. She said she loves me but how could she when she doesn't trust me?" Jay added, feeling vulnerable.

Platt frowned. "That wow wasn't for your manpain, Halstead," Platt corrected him.

"Manpain?"

"That wow is that I've worked with you for how many years and this is the first time I'm realizing that you are such an idiot." Jay was flabbergasted by her reaction, the gape of his mouth showing his confusion. "How can you even doubt this girl's love for you?"

Jay grunted. "It became pretty obvious when she kicked me out of her trailer and believed her mom over me."

"So you never stopped to think that there could be another reason why she did that?"

"Like what?" Jay asked. "What reason could there be other than Erin believing that I'd do this to her?"

"Maybe she just had her world crash in on her and needed some time to process everything? Maybe you and her mom going at it in her trailer was causing her more stress?" Jay thought over Platt's suggestions, his mind getting more confused.

"You should've seen the look on her face, Serge," Jay maintained. "She looked at me like she'd never seen me before. Like I was a stranger. You should've seen it."

"Well, I didn't." Platt just shrugged. "I wasn't there. But you know what I was there for though? All the time that she was here. Waiting for you because she wanted to spend time with you. To be around you. I mean, I don't get it myself but she seemed pretty head over heels for you."

Jay sighed, not really sure to listen to Platt or not. The Sergeant did make some good points. It could be that Erin was just too overwhelmed by everything and just needed some space. Maybe instead of storming off in hurt and anger, he should've reassured Erin that he was innocent and most importantly, he was there for her. Now Jay was doubting himself.

"I don't know," Jay muttered, rubbing his face in frustration.

"Okay how about this then? Do you think that a famous celebrity like her just likes hanging out in dingy police stations for hours for fun? That she enjoys my winning personality that much to stay behind the desk with me that long?" Platt asked, looking at Jay knowingly. "Or did she do that just for you because she loves you?"

Jay pondered over her questions, his head filling with second thoughts and self-doubts. Maybe he shouldn't have been so abrupt with everything. Maybe he shouldn't have let his anger cloud his judgement.

"You know what you have to do now right?"

Jay nodded again and gave Platt a small smile. "Yeah, I should probably talk to Erin." Jay knew he would have to push aside his hurt and anger until he talked to Erin because if he was perfectly frank with himself, he wasn't ready to let her go. He loved Erin and still wanted her in his life.

"That would be wise." Platt laid a comforting hand on Jay's shoulder before pushing him aside further. She kicked the vending machine in some sort of secret pattern and right away, Jay's bag of pretzel finally fell off. She took out the bag and handed it over to Jay. "Now get out of here and go make up with your girlfriend."

Jay just chuckled, thanking her with a smile before leaving.

It turned out Jay didn't even need to call Erin because as soon as he was about to head up the stairs to Intelligence to call her, he heard his name being called instead. He turned and found Erin standing a few feet away, looking nervous and apprehensive.

"Erin." He rushed over to her. She was studying his face closely, like she was trying to gauge his reaction to her showing up at the station. "What are you doing here?" Jay asked, keeping his voice neutral. He wanted her to take the first step. He wanted to hear first from her and listen to what she had to say.

"Can we talk?" Erin asked, the nervous look still on her face. She looked almost scared like he'd refuse her and turn her down. "Please?"

Jay nodded, leading her up stairs and into the break room where they could talk in private. He sat down next to her at the table, his eyes looking at the way her fingers were laced together as they rested on the table. She looked anxious and unsure of herself, so far removed from the typical Erin he knew and still loved. He tried to keep a firm look on his face and his heart guarded but seeing the tension and troubled expression on Erin had him more concerned for her than anything.

"Erin?" he called her name softly, waiting for her to begin. She came to him for a reason and he was dying to know why.

Erin pursed her lips together, her fingers fidgeting. She finally took a deep breath and looked at Jay. "I'm sorry, Jay." Jay felt his heart came to a stop at her apology, surprised that she was even apologizing. "What happened in the trailer, I'm so sorry."

"For what?" Jay found himself saying. He needed her to elaborate why she was sorry in the first place. "For thinking that I would do something like that? For not trusting me? Or for kicking me out and now you're here to dump me officially?" Jay bit out, sounding more angry than he wanted to sound.

Erin shook her head, her hand reaching for his but Jay pulled it out of reach before she could. He was still trying to stay firm against her and he knew that if she touched him, his resolve would crumble. She looked hurt at him pulling away but she continued on. "Jay, I know that you didn't do this." Jay's head up shot up in surprise. "I never believed that you could do this."

"Then why?" he asked, his voice shaking. "Why...why did you kick me out?"

Erin tried to reach for his hand again and this time, Jay let her. She held his hand between her own, bringing their joined hands up onto their elbows. She gave him a small smile as she remained looking into his eyes. "I love you. You know that?" Erin began, not giving Jay to reply just yet. "And most importantly, I trust you. You've done so much for me. More than you could ever know or realize. And you've asked for nothing in return. The only thing you ever wanted was for me to be happy. I've never had anyone in my life like that before."

Jay waited for her to continue, listening to her eagerly as Erin explained herself.

"I know you'd never do this," Erin stated. "That you'd never betrayed me like this. When I said that I believed you, I meant it."

"Then why did you kick me out? I thought that you believed Bunny and that picture."

Erin shook her head, holding his hand tighter. "I needed to make Bunny think that I believed her. That I've taken her side."

"So it was all an act?"

"It's been me and my mom our whole lives. We've only ever just had each other and I've always thought that no matter how hard she was on me or how much she pushed me, it was because she wanted only the best for me. I've been trying to rationalize that and trying to convince myself of that. But her pulling that stunt because she couldn't handle it when I told her I wanted to take a break? That was the last straw, Jay."

"So you think it was Bunny that did this too?" Jay questioned. In his mind, there was only one person that was vengeful and vindictive enough to do this to Erin and all roads led to Bunny. As much as Jay didn't want to believe that Erin's mom could betray her like this, he knew that Bunny was capable of doing this.

"Who else could it be?" Erin returned. "She was so angry with me when I told her about us and that I wanted to take a break from acting. She said she wouldn't let it happen so what does she do? She formed so sort of evil revenge plan and went running to her friend, Rodrigo. She broke my trust, revealed my deepest secret to the world and tried to frame you for it. She probably thought that I'd see the light, that I'd realize that you weren't worth it." She brought her hand up and placed it on his cheek. "But she underestimated you. Because she doesn't know you like I do."

Jay felt the weight lifted off his shoulder at Erin's words and relief like no other filled him that Erin did believe him. That she never really doubted him. He couldn't help but crash his lips on hers, letting her know just how grateful he was and how much he loved her with his kiss.

He couldn't stop smiling, a complete contrast to how he had been feeling the whole day. But Erin was here now, telling him that she did trust him and that she never doubted him. He felt like he could breathe for the first time today.

"I thought that you hated me," Jay confessed, letting Erin in on what he had been feeling all day. "I thought you really believed that I sold your secret for a price. I was angry and pissed off. Mostly, I was hurt."

"I'm sorry," Erin apologized. "I wanted to talk to you as soon as I could but I had to film all day and pretend in front of Bunny that we were over. That I hated you. I came here the first chance I could because I needed to explain myself. I've been so scared all day because I knew that I really hurt you and thought you wouldn't believe me." Jay nodded. "I'm sorry for hurting you."

"I understand," Jay replied. "So what's your plan now?"

"I'm done with Bunny," Erin said, determined. "As soon as the movie is finished filming, I'm going to announce my hiatus. And I'm firing Bunny. I know she was behind everything and I'm gonna find evidence that she did this."

Jay nodded as he listened to Erin's plan. He took her hand. "You don't have to do any of that alone. I'm here. I guess it's a good thing that your boyfriend just happens to be a detective because you want evidence that Bunny's behind the whole thing? I'm gonna get you proof of that. I promise."

Erin smiled, lacing their fingers together. "Thank you."

"No one hurts the woman I love and gets away with it," Jay declared, earning a small smile from Erin. He dropped his gaze, his eyebrows furrowing. "Erin, I'm sorry."

Erin frowned, confused. "What for?"

"For thinking that you didn't trust me. I admit that I was mad at you because I thought you lost faith in us. I even doubted that you love me. I'm sorry."

She shook her head. "Don't. You don't have to be sorry. I get it. I mean, I think I'd react the same way if I were you. I know that I really hurt you when I told you to leave my trailer. Even if it was just an act, you were still hurt by it and I'm sorry, Jay."

"You did what you had to do."

"Yeah but it doesn't mean I'm any less sorry," Erin returned. "And in case you need me to say it again, I love you so much and most importantly, I trust you, Jay."

"I love you too," Jay replied. "Thank you for trusting me," he said, kissing her hand.

"Yeah, well. You make it pretty easy," Erin replied, smiling.

After making up and apologizing to each other, they had come up with a strategy together. Even though Erin tried to convince Jay that she didn't need evidence to kick Bunny out of her life, Jay knew her well enough to know that getting proof that Bunny was the one who sold the story to the tabloids was important to Erin to completely sever ties with Bunny. So they'd decided that Erin would go on pretending as though nothing had changed— that Jay was no longer in her life and Erin chose Bunny— while Jay would try to find evidence that would prove that Bunny was the one who sold the story to frame Jay. It would be hard since Jay was fired from his position as the consultant and he was no longer able to be on the film set so he'd have to do his investigation from further away. It meant that it would be up to Erin to get the information that Jay otherwise couldn't and she had to stay close to Bunny to do so.

"I don't like this," Jay chimed in from the other end of the phone. Erin could feel the overprotectiveness just from his voice alone.

"It's gonna be fine, Jay," she whispered into the phone as she searched through Bunny's room, rummaging through one drawer after another to find something— anything— that would link Bunny to the leak of the story.

"Yeah, I know," Jay replied. "I just don't like the idea of you putting yourself at risk like this."

"I'm hardly putting myself at risk, Jay. I'm just searching through her room before she gets back."

He sighed. "Erin, you don't know what Bunny is capable of. If she could do this to you then who knows what else she could do?'

"I'm her daughter. Bunny is capable of a lot but I don't think she'd ever hurt me physically," Erin replied, finding Bunny's laptop and searching through the files. "Nothing here," Erin sighed, frustrated that she wasn't finding anything.

"Yeah, I'm not so sure about that," Jay replied vaguely.

"What?" Erin heard the hesitation in Jay's reply, like he was keeping something from her. "What is it, Jay?"

"I just think that….you've gotten hurt or almost gotten hurt a few times on set already. I'm just wondering if they were really accidents after all."

Erin released a small chuckle. "I think you might be too paranoid there, detective," she replied, brushing Jay's concern off.

"Erin."

"Wait!" Erin interrupted whatever Jay was about to say. "She left her phone in the bathroom. I can't believe she left it here. Jay, I'm gonna send you the picture of the check stub." She quickly sent the picture to Jay. Her eyes widened when she heard soft noises coming closer. "Shit, I think Bunny's coming back. I got to go."

She quickly hung up her phone, deleted evidence of her sending the picture of the check stub that was made out to Jay's name off of Bunny's phone before placing the phone where she found it. She ran back out to the living room of the hotel suite and sat down, trying to look casual as possible.

"Erin," Bunny came in, sounding surprised to find Erin sitting there. "Baby, what are you doing here?"

Erin tried to keep a neutral look despite her fast beating heart. "I just needed to see you."

"Oh. You okay?" Bunny asked, taking a seat next to Erin. "What's wrong?" Erin was impressed by just how concerned Bunny looked. If Erin didn't know better, she'd buy her act of a caring mother.

"I'm just feeling a bit down," Erin said quietly.

Bunny gave her an understanding look. "Is it because of Jay and what he did?" Erin nodded. "Oh honey, you have to know it's better this way. I know you think that you loved him but you two weren't good together. He wasn't good enough for you."

"I just really loved him and I can't believe what he did."

"Well, believe it!" Bunny said, harshness coloring her voice before she quickly softened it again. "I mean, who else could it be? Jay used you and sold you out the second he could. You saw the picture. The check had Jay's name written on it. He betrayed you, that low-life detective."

"I know," Erin said sadly, putting on an act. "It's hard to wrap my mind around what a person could be capable of, you know? How selfish they could be."

Bunny just smiled uncomfortably before changing the subject. "So you ready for the big scene tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I think so. I'm kind of nervous though." Tomorrow was the shooting day for the big action scene and the climax of the movie. There were explosions, car chase and the car flipping over included in the script. It was going to be a big production and an important day for the cast and crew.

"You'll be great. You were meant for this." Bunny squeezed Erin's arm. "This is what you're meant to do Erin. What you should do for the rest of your life. I hope you've given second thoughts to going to the auditions again and you'd forget about all the silly talks about you taking a break."

Erin tried to keep the smile on her face but was having a hard time not letting her anger show. Bunny was so transparent, Erin wanted to laugh. "Yeah," Erin gritted out. "No more hiatus."

"Good," Bunny said, pleased. "It's just the two of us in the world, you know. I know what's best for you. Always have."

"Yeah, mom. You've always had my best interest at heart," Erin said, Bunny not catching the sarcastic tone of Erin's words.

"Hey, thanks for letting me come over." Jay entered the small apartment, handing Mouse the cup of coffee he had gotten him. After all, it was the least Jay could do considering Mouse had agreed to help him out with the investigation. So far, Jay had gotten nowhere on his own. Since it wasn't an official case, he didn't have the usual resources and since he was also fired, he lost his access to the film set.

"No problem. Come in." Mouse pointed Jay over to the kitchen table where he had his laptop set up. Jay veered to avoid stepping on the shoes that were lying by the door, his eyes narrowing in on the pair of women's sneakers, and followed Mouse to the table. "So what do you need to do again?"

Jay rubbed the back of his neck. "I remembered you told me that you were the comm specialist with the Rangers and that you have experience with hacking and cyber stuff."

"Yeah," Mouse replied. "Um, maybe I shouldn't be admitting that in front of a cop," he added jokingly.

"You see my badge on me today?" Jay returned, lifting his shirt up slightly to show that there was no badge today. Mouse just chuckled.

"So what do you want me to hack into?" Mouse asked, sitting in front of his laptop.

Jay patted Mouse's shoulder, thanking him for his help. He sat down next to Mouse, ready to bring Bunny down.

Erin closed her eyes so Annie could put on the eyeliner properly. Staying still so Annie wouldn't mess up the line was harder today since Erin was full of nerves. Today was the most important day of shooting since they would be filming the climax of the movie where her character would have a dramatic showdown with the antagonist. She had rehearsed the action scenes several times with Jay before he was fired. But Jay wouldn't be able to be on set with her today so she was all on her own.

"Done," Annie said, Erin opening her eyes again to look at herself in the mirror.

"You okay Annie?" Erin asked, noticing the weird way Annie was acting lately. She looked nervous around Erin, fidgeting. There had been a couple of times where she looked like she had wanted to tell Erin something but decided not to.

"Yeah," Annie nodded, not so convincingly. Annie was avoiding Erin's eyes as she completed Erin's makeup.

"You know you can tell me anything, right?" Erin wanted Annie to know that she was there for her friend. Annie had been her oldest and most loyal friend. They had been through so much together and if Annie was having trouble with something, Erin wanted to help.

"Erin, I have to tell you something." Before Annie could elaborate on what she needed to say, Bunny came into the trailer.

"Make-up isn't done yet?" Bunny scoffed. "Come on, they need to do the blocking again before they shoot."

"Again?" Erin asked. "We already rehearsed the scenes already. Why are we doing the blocking again?"

"Apparently, the lighting guy needs to do another blocking to get it right," Bunny explained, rolling her eyes to show her frustration.

"Steven. His name is Steven, mom."

"I can't be expected to know every crew member's name," Bunny shot back. "Especially the ones that don't matter."

Erin scoffed. "Considering he's important enough to handle both the lighting and the special effects of the movie, maybe you should remember his name."

"Yeah, yeah," Bunny muttered, dismissing Erin. "Now are we done or not?" Bunny looked over at Annie who seemed distracted. "Annie!"

"Oh!" Annie snapped out of her thoughts. "Yeah, sorry. Yeah. We're done."

Erin gave a worried look to Annie, wanting to make sure that her friend was fine. Bunny cleared her throat, running out of patience and beckoning Erin over. So all Erin could was just squeeze Annie's arm before following Bunny out.

"Okay, let's see." Jay just watched silently as Mouse clicked away on his keyboard, letting the tech genius in action. "So what are we looking for exactly?"

"Anything that will connect the leak of the story to Bunny," Jay replied, scooting closer so he could see the screen. "She's the one behind this. She has to be."

Mouse looked at Jay's determined face before focusing on the laptop again. "Would she really do this to Erin? She's her mother."

"Who else could it be?" Jay returned. "Are you in yet?"

"Yeah," Mouse replied. "Although I have no idea what I'm looking for but I'm on the server for the magazine. Where do you want to start?"

"The guy that sent Bunny the name of the person who sent in the tip was Rodrigo. Can you hack into his email account? That should be on the company's server right?"

"I can try." Jay could only watch as Mouse worked his magic, tapping his foot anxiously. "They should really think about beefing up security. Anyone can just hack in easily."

"Yeah, maybe we could suggest it to them later," Jay retorted. "After we're done hacking in ourselves." Mouse just shook his head, not appreciating Jay's smartass remark.

"There's nothing here between him and Bunny," Mouse stated, scrolling through the email account of Rodrigo. "Nothing with her name on it."

Jay rubbed his face in frustration, trying to think of another way to get the evidence. "The check stub," he suddenly remembered. "The check was made out in my name."

"A check?" Mouse asked. "So the payment wasn't done online?"

Jay pulled up the picture of the check stub that Erin had sent him from Bunny's phone. "No, it's a paper check."

Mouse groaned. "It would've been easier if it was a wire transfer. We could just trace it. We can't trace a paper check from here."

"Well, someone has to pick up the check in person, right?" Jay suggested. "Maybe we could look into their security feed and see who picked it up?"

"Maybe," Mouse murmured, working on getting into the security feed. "How far back do we have to go?"

"The date on the check is from last Tuesday so start from there."

Mouse nodded, getting the footage they needed.

"I don't know, man," Mouse muttered. "Seems like a long shot. Especially if it really is Bunny. I doubt she'd walk into the magazine building herself. The check is probably fake. Something that Bunny had set up with this Rodrigo so Erin would think you're guilty."

"We just have to try and hope for the best," Jay stated. "We don't have any other choice."

Mouse didn't say anything more so both of them just focused on looking at the security footage of the people that entered and exited the building of the magazine.

A couple of hours later, they were still focused on looking through the footage, trying to ignore their aching and tired eyes. Jay was trying to remain optimistic that they would find something that would link the leak of the story to Bunny but it was getting harder to retain that hope. Maybe Mouse was right. Maybe it was too long of a shot that they'd find something like this. He saw Mouse release a yawn from the side of his eye.

"Thanks Mouse," Jay voiced. "For doing this." Jay was so grateful that Mouse was helping him out like this.

"Don't worry about it," Mouse replied, waving the thank you off. "It's for Erin. She has been nothing but nice to me. One of the few cast members that treat everyone with respect, really. I'm happy to do it. Not to mention, she's important to.." Mouse stopped himself before he finished.

Jay frowned. "Important to who?"

Jay swore he could see Mouse blush. "Um," Mouse stammered. "To you!" he replied. "She's important to you."

Jay didn't quite believe Mouse but he just shrugged it off, focusing back on the footage. Mouse was fast-forwarding through the footage or otherwise, it would take them days to get through all the footage they had.

"Wait!" Jay suddenly shouted, recognizing the person that entered the door on screen. "Go back!"

Mouse quickly complied, rewinding the footage.

"There!" Jay stopped him and Mouse paused the screen. "Look!"

They both leaned in closer to get a better look at the person on screen, both of them recognizing who it was.

"That's….it's Steven," Mouse said. The crew member wasn't who they had been expecting at all. "Why would he be there?"

Sure enough, as they scanned through the footage from other cameras in the building, they followed Steven as he entered the building, went up the elevators, entered Rodrigo's office and walked out a couple of minutes later.

"What the fuck?" Jay cussed, his mind trying to piece everything together. "He was the one who sent in the tip?" He stood up and started pacing. "This makes no sense. How would he know about Erin having been in rehab? Why would he even do this to Erin? I mean the check is made out to my name. It's not like he could cash it himself."

"Maybe Bunny put him up to this?"

Jay scratched his forehead. "Maybe," he muttered. He was confused, like the answer was staring at him in the face but he was missing it. There was the possibility that Bunny did put Steven up to it. But Jay's gut feeling was telling him there was something else going on.

"Why are you guys looking at creepy footage of Caitlin's boyfriend?"

Jay startled at the sudden new voice and turned around, coming face to face with Nadia. She was looking at him and Mouse strangely, having caught them with the security footage.

"Nadia," Jay gasped, surprised to see the girl. The last time he had seen her was when she had given him the smoothie that landed Erin in the hospital. Erin had told him that Bunny fired Nadia for messing up and giving Erin the smoothie that had peanut butter in it. It finally clicked in his head. The women's sneakers that were by the door. "You two are together?" Jay asked, pointing between Nadia and Mouse.

"Um yeah," Mouse replied, grinning sheepishly and rubbing the back of his neck. "We've just moved in together, actually."

Jay just watched as Nadia went to Mouse's side and held his hand. Jay never saw this coming— that the shy Mouse and outgoing Nadia were dating— but then again, he never saw himself dating a celebrity like Erin either. The world worked in strange and wonderful ways.

"That's good, Mouse." Jay grinned, happy for his friend. "I'm really happy for you both." The couple shared a look, smiling at each other. "How have you been, Nadia?"

She smiled. "Good. Really good. But what's going on here?"

"Oh, I'm helping Jay out with something," Mouse explained, keeping his answer vague. But Nadia wasn't buying it, looking at both of them with raised eyebrow.

Jay wasn't sure if he wanted to tell Nadia everything that was going on. After all, Nadia was fired after working for Erin. She could be angry and holding a grudge toward Erin.

"Well, what is it?" Nadia asked again, impatient.

Jay sighed, knowing that now that Nadia had caught them, they couldn't keep what was going on from her. So he explained everything to the girl who got angier by the second.

"That bitch!" Nadia shouted, fuming. Jay thought she was referring to Erin and was ready to defend his girlfriend. "I wouldn't put it past Bunny to do something like this."

Jay's eyebrow rose. "Wait, so you're not mad at Erin?"

"Why would I be mad at Erin?"

"Because she fired you?"

Nadia chuckled. "She didn't fire me. Bunny did. Erin stood up for me. She even got me my job back but I turned it down."

"You did?" Jay asked.

"Yeah, I never planned on being an assistant my whole life, you know?" Nadia replied. "I told Erin the same thing so she suggested that I go back to school and I agreed with her. So I'm back in college." Jay nodded, finding out where Nadia had been. "Erin is the one that paid for my classes."

Jay smiled, not surprised by Erin's generous nature.

"So if Erin is ever in trouble or if there is someone that wants to hurt her, they'd have to go through me first," Nadia stated fiercely. Jay could only smile at the strong declaration coming from Nadia.

"Wait," Mouse interjected. "You said Steven was Cailtin's boyfriend?" Mouse asked, getting them back on track.

"Yeah," Nadia nodded. "I've seen them together on set before I got fired. And I've seen them outside off set but they didn't see me."

Jay took in what Nadia was telling them and tried to put the puzzle pieces together. Steven was the one who sent in the tip about Erin's time in rehab but the check that he picked up was in Jay's name instead of his own. Steven was the lighting director on set. He had been there when the crane almost fell on Erin. And he was dating Caitlin.

Suddenly, Jay's mind was flashing back to everything he knew about Erin's friend, trying to remember what Erin had told him about the woman.

"And this is Caitlin. She's in the movie with me." Erin introduced him to Caitlin for the first time.

"Just a small part," Caitlin said.

"I met Caitlin during the audition, you know? She was auditioning for the role of Brooke too."

Erin and Caitlin had competed for roles in the past before and Erin had always won.

"Look at Caitlin. She'd kill to be in your position. She'd be grateful yet you're willing to throw it all away?"

Jay remembered Bunny pointing that out too, of how Caitlin wanted to be in Erin's place.

"Fuck!" Jay shouted. "It's Caitlin!"

Erin was reading through the script as she sat in her high chair as Annie hovered near her. Erin looked up from her script and saw Annie wringing her fingers together, looking troubled.

"Annie," Erin called her over, her concern growing more for her friend. Obviously something was bothering Annie and Erin just wished that she would confide in her and let her help however she could. Erin stood up and walked over to Annie, holding her shoulder. "What's going on with you?"

"Um," Annie stuttered, words hanging on her tongue. "I…"

"Hey guys!" Caitlin's cheerful greeting interrupted their moment, Erin groaning in exasperation. Whenever Erin was about to get Annie to confide in her, someone always had to interrupt.

"Hi," Erin replied, trying not to look annoyed.

"You nervous for the big action scene, Erin?" Caitlin asked. "I heard that the car chase scene is pretty rough and the explosion scene is supposed to be pretty awesome. You think you can really do it?"

"Yeah," Erin replied. Maybe she was a little nervous about shooting the scene. Even though the director and her stunt woman had reassured her several times that everything would be okay, Erin was still nervous. There were so many things that could go wrong especially when dangerous elements were added like fire, explosion and cars flipping over. Erin knew that they were just special effects but it was still nerve wrecking for someone like her, who had never done action scenes to this degree, to tackle them on.

"I just wanted to say good luck," Caitlin said sweetly, pulling Erin into a hug. Erin saw Annie looking at them apprehensively. Caitlin broke the hug. "You'll do great. I'm expecting fireworks." Erin furrowed her brows at Caitlin. "Break a leg, Erin."

Erin watched as her friend walked away, not really knowing how to react. Caitlin was nice enough but Erin got a weird feeling— almost a nagging one. She tried to shake it off, knowing that she needed to focus on the scenes.

"Erin, I have to confess something," Annie suddenly said.

"What is it?"

"I lied to you. When I said that I never told anyone the secret about you having been in rehab? I lied." Erin pulled her hand out of Annie's grasp, taken aback by what Annie was telling her.

"Who did you tell?" Erin whispered, trying to remain calm.

"I'm really sorry. I never meant to," Annie cried, guilt written all over her face.

"Who did you tell, Annie?" Erin interjected, needing to know the answer.

"Caitlin," Annie confessed. "I let it slip to Caitlin." Erin closed her eyes, hurt that her oldest friend had let her secret out. Even if it was to Caitlin, Erin had trusted Annie to keep the secret to herself. "I'm so sorry! We were having a girl's night and got drunk. She was saying something about you ditching us again and I said something about how it might be a good thing so you won't end up in rehab again. I didn't mean what I said. I was just drunk and maybe angry that you kept ditching us. Now I know that it's because you were with Jay."

Erin was silent, not knowing how to reply.

"Please say something, Erin," Annie begged, still crying and taking Erin's hand. "Say you forgive me."

"Annie," Erin whispered, taking a step back from Annie. "I can't talk about this with you right now." She shook her head. This was the last thing she needed before she was about to shoot her big scene. She couldn't be distracted.

"Okay," Annie nodded, giving Erin her space. "I'm sorry about everything." Annie gave Erin one last pleading look before leaving Erin alone. Erin sat back down on the chair, shaking a bit. She was trying to process what Annie had told her. That Caitlin knew about her time in rehab. But they both acted like nothing had changed. It took Annie this long to finally tell her and Caitlin was still acting like she had no idea about Erin having been in rehab until the magazine article came out.

The magazine article.

Erin's brain was going at a million mile an hour. Caitlin had known about the rehab before the magazine article came out but acted like she had no clue. Then there was the inexplicable gut feeling Erin had with Caitlin earlier. Erin looked across the outdoor set and saw Caitlin standing on the other side. She was watching the crew finishing setting up the scene. Erin's eyes narrowed and the earlier nagging feeling came to Erin again.

Maybe it was Erin thinking too much and being paranoid. Maybe she was wrong. But she knew she needed to talk to Jay. Maybe the person they should be focusing on wasn't Bunny but Caitlin instead.

Erin looked around for her phone, realizing that she didn't have it with her. She had left it behind in her trailer when she rushed out onto the set. She needed her phone to talk to Jay. She was about to head back to her trailer to get it but she was stopped by the director.

"Alright, let's get started!" the director shouted through the microphone. Erin cursed to herself, knowing that she'd have to just tell Jay her theory later. She had a job to do.

"Why would Caitlin do this to Erin?" Mouse asked after Jay told them about his theory.

"Because she's jealous of Erin," Jay replied. "Think about it. They have always competed for roles but Erin was the one that got them. They both auditioned for One Tree Hill and Erin got the role."

"They were up for the part in this movie too but again, Erin got the role," Nadia added.

"Exactly. She's been losing to Erin all her life and she wanted revenge. She wanted to hurt Erin."

Nadia suddenly gasped out loud, Jay turning around to look at the girl. "I just remembered! The smoothie order. The one with the peanut butter? Caitlin was the one that called in the order. I just picked it up. Oh my god!"

"Wait, so you're saying Caitlin wants to physically hurt Erin? Not just ruin her reputation and career?" Mouse questioned. "I'm confused though. If she just wanted to hurt Erin, then why would she set you up too, Jay?"

"To get me away from Erin," Jay answered, the puzzle pieces finally coming together. "It makes sense. I was the one who found out that the smoothie had nuts in it and took Erin to the E.R. I was the one who saved Erin before the lighting crane fell on top of Erin."

"Everytime Caitlin tried to hurt Erin, you were there to ruin her plan," Mouse added. "She needed to get you out of the way. That's why she made it seem like it was you who sent in the story. So Erin would hate you and break up with you."

"So what's her next plan then?" Nadia asked worriedly. "She already tried to hurt Erin how many times now? What is she planning?"

Jay's eyes widened when he realized what Caitlin could be planning. "Steven!" Jay shouted. "They're shooting that big scene today right?"

Mouse nodded. "Yeah," Mouse replied. "Oh shit! Steven, he's in the charge of the special effects."

"The explosives!" Jay shouted, his blood running cold at what was about to happen. Erin was in danger. "We have to get to the set right now!"

Jay ran as fast as he could, not even checking to see if Mouse was behind him. The only thing on his mind was that he needed to get to Erin's side as fast as he could. He needed to stop her and warn her before she got in the car and started shooting the scene.

He climbed into his car and drove off, Mouse and Nadia barely getting inside the vehicle before the car started racing toward the film set.

"Erin's not picking up her phone!" Nadia said, still trying to call Erin to warn her.

"They're just about to shoot the scene right now," Mouse added, looking at his watch. "She wouldn't have her phone with her."

Jay could barely process the words that Mouse and Nadia were saying, all of his attention was focused on getting to the set before it was too late. Before Erin got in the trap that Caitlin and Steven set up for her and before Erin got hurt.

He needed to get to Erin. He couldn't lose her.

"You ready, Erin?"

Erin took in a deep breath and gave Steven a thumbs-up.

"Don't be scared," Steven said, giving her a reassuring smile. "So remember, just drive in a straight line to the marker and as soon as you brake, there will be an explosion. Don't worry," Steven grinned. "It'll just be special effect. We just need to get the shot of you in the car when the effect. It'll be over quick and you won't feel a thing."

Erin just nodded, trusting Steven. She took another deep breath and got in the car. The quicker they shot the scene, the quicker she could get it over with. She looked over at Steven one last time, seeing the man holding the detonator that would set off the explosive effect. He gave her a thumb-up, grinning at her.

"Alright, take 1!" The director shouted through the microphone. Erin exhaled and started the engine. "And action!"

AN: Almost everyone guessed Bunny but there were a few that did choose Caitlin and were suspicious of her.