Doubt

"Then get the hell out."

Empty. That's how he felt inside. Voight's words hurt him. He'd see him angry before but not like this. He liked the man, he saw him as a father figure. His boss' lecture was the only thing he was thinking while driving to Med from the office. He had to pick up his injured brother first, so they could go home and rest. Both of them really needed it. Stopping in front of the ED entrance, he exited the car helping Will inside.

"How do you feel?" He asked as he started the engine, fear written all over his face.

"I'll be fine. Don't worry. Let's go home."

"Are you sure? You should have stayed in, I'll stay with you.

"You cannot stay in a hospital for more than ten minutes. Come on!"

Nodding, he slowly disappeared from Chicago Med and drove away to his apartment. During the ride Jay remained more silent than usual, worrying his older brother who was trying to get comfortable on the car seat.

As soon as they arrived at Jay's complex, the younger Halstead opened the car door and helped his brother all the way to the house and to his bedroom.

"It's okay, I can take the couch," Will exclaimed stumbling a little.

"No, you need rest."

"Are you okay, Jay?"

"Asks the guy who had a car crash. I am fine."

"I am a doctor, man, I know exactly how to make myself heal. But, you don't seem alright brother, you barely talked to me all the way here."

"Just get some sleep and we'll talk in the morning."

With that, he exited the bedroom heading to the kitchen in order to get a beer from the fridge. He sat down on the couch, thinking. How could Hank yell at him like this? He did the right thing, he followed the rules, he kept Brennan alive. Leaving his beer on the table in front of him, he laid back down staring at the ceiling when he heard a knock on the door.

"Hailey?" He was not surprised to see her since she was always by his side in situations like this. It was their thing.

"Hey." A smile dimpled her face.

"Come in."

She walked in still smiling at him, sitting in the couch by his side.

"Just be quiet, Will is sleeping."

"Is he okay?"

Jay nodded grabbing the beer again. "You want one?"

"Sure."

Opening the fridge, he pulled out a beer, however, the trembling of his hands caused the bottle to slip off his hands towards the floor, creating a piercing sound.

"Is everything okay?" His partner's voice was heard from the living room.

Without replying, he picked up the pieces one by one, throwing into the garbage carefully.

"Jay?" Hailey's instincts suddenly screamed at her to move to the kitchen too. "Jay is everything… She gasped at the sight in front of her. "JAY, JAY." Yelling at him, shaking his shoulders a little and trying to wake him up had no effect for the first two minutes. The small pool of blood that had started to form on the floor panicked her more and more as every second passed. "Come on, open your eyes for me, come on."

"Is everything... Oh my God."

Will left stranded as he faced his unconscious brother. "Call 911."

"No hospitals..." A soft whispering followed by a groan was echoed all over the kitchen, relieving the two people.

"Are you alright bro?" Will asked hovering above him, making eye contact.

"My head…" Jay sat up leaning on the wall with his eyes closed. "I slipped and fell."

"You might have a concussion, let's go to Med."

Immediately, the injured person tried to stand without success. His head turned to Hailey in a puppy face.

"Your brother is right."

"Will is injured, he can't move around too much, why don't we call someone from Med here, I promise to behave."

The two people sighed. "Fine, let's get him to the couch in a sitting position and I'll have someone here to check him out."

Helping him up, the young detective led him to the living room where she left him, heading to the bathroom to bring the first aid kit.

"Dr, Marcel is coming will be here in ten minutes, now tell me, let me see your wound."

Jay didn't reply to that, just sighed and let Will worked on him while Hailey joined them soon.

The ten minutes passed quickly and soon Marcel was found himself on Jay's bedroom with him sitting on the bed, a groan leaving his mouth every time the doctor touched his head.

"You need to come down to the hospital for an X-Ray, detective. You might have to stay overnight for observation."

"Will has a pneumothorax, I am okay."

"Halstead brothers are the worst patients in patients' history." Marcel rolled his eyes and continued. "Someone needs to keep an eye on you all night, in case to feel dizziness, memory loss, or you want to vomit, you will call 911 immediately. I suggest staying awake at night but if that's impossible, you must wake up every hour."

"Fine…"

"See you, tomorrow detective, for that X-Ray."

Jay rolled his eyes and escorted his doctor to the front door.

"Soo?" The two people asked.

"Nothing special, just a small concussion."

"Alright, let's take care of you," Will exclaimed standing up from the couch approaching his baby brother.

"Really funny. You go to bed, rest and we both go to Med tomorrow morning, doctor's orders."

After a lot of protesting and fighting between the two brothers, the older Halstead eventually found himself in the bedroom snoring while the two detectives sat on the couch in silence.

"Sooo, how do you feel?"

"For the last time, Hailey, I am fine," Jay exclaimed touching the gauze which was stuck on his head.

"I know I shouldn't bring this up right now but what happened with Voight earlier… I feel a little responsible too."

"No, don't, stop. I disobeyed him. I was the one to arrest Kate…"

"You two are close huh?" Jay turned to look at the turned on TV for a second before he replied. "I guess we are. I mean, after Erin left he checks on me constantly, he takes care of me. I think we have developed a special bond between us." Upon finishing his words a tear streamed down his face.

It wasn't the first time that Hailey saw her partner that vulnerable. She grabbed his palm gently and covered it with hers. Its warmth made her feel weird. Her heart started beating rapidly, the butterflies in her stomach had started to fly around. She didn't know why she cared so much about Jay but she knew she had to protect him.

"Thanks for being here with me tonight," Jay exclaimed cracking a smile, staring at her eyes. "I have to go to the bathroom." He stumbled a little however, the woman caught him before he fell.

"I guess we are gonna have to ride to Med."

"No,no,no,no…" He yelled escaping her grip. "I'm perfectly fine! Don't you see?"

"Yes, you are." Hailey ironically whispered to herself, as she kneeled down to him. "WILLLL…."

Shifting on the bed for the last five minutes, Jay's impatience had reached its highest level. Despite his protests, he was admitted half an hour ago with Marcel checking at him every now and then. Meanwhile, his older brother laughed at him while observing his moves. "Jay, you are acting like a five-year-old." The other man stood up from his chair approaching the bed.

"I told you not to bring me in, I feel great."

"Tell that to the paramedics who had to shock you on the way here." Jay didn't reply to that, he just crossed his hands to his chest.

"You scared us, brave guy." The woman's voice was echoed in his ears more like a complaint rather than a statement.

"Sorry…"

Their moment was interrupted by the sound of the door opening gradually. He was the last person he expected to see but there he was.

"Hailey let's go take a walk." Will proposed waving at her to follow him.

As soon as the room was cleared the older detective marched in stopping a few meters away from the bed. "Hi…"

"Hey…"

"Hailey called me and informed me that you had an accident. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine…" He was indifferent towards his boss.

"Look, Jay, about earlier I know I was harsh on you but defying me you could put your life in danger. Of course, I don't want you to leave the district, you're one of my greatest detectives, one of the greatest people that have inserted in my life the latest years. As I have told you before I am extremely lucky to have you in my unit."

He wanted to cry, yes he wanted to but he remained silent whispering only one thing. "Love you too dad…"

Hey people. I am aware of the fact that it's a hard time for our world but we should stay home and protect both the others and ourselves. Here, is a new chapter of this story to enlighten your day, I hope you like it. More to come, I don't know how soon because my hand isn't at its best the past month, Two fractures in the wrist which means full rest for 3 weeks at least. Stay safe people and be patient. Better days will come for all of us. Love ya.

.~The Fourth Bionic~