A/N: Another flashback in here. Hope you enjoy it. Let me know what you think :)
As the ambulance pulled up to Chicago Med many familiar faces swarmed around Hank and Jay, but it was the younger officer who was in need of the medical attention. As they moved Jay into the emergency department Hank called out, "He took two bullets. The vest caught one, but the other one hit his right upper arm. We've been holding pressure, but he lost consciousness in the bus." As Dr Rhodes started tending to Jay, Maggie came into the bay to take Hank to the waiting room. He was reluctant to leave but Maggie mentioned that they'd be taking him into surgery and that the rest of the unit were already outside, so Hank knew the right thing to do would be to let the doctors work and go to join his unit. Hank went to make his way out but turned to Maggie and requested, "Can you just let us know if there are any changes?" Instead of responding Maggie gave Hank a sympathetic but quick nod before rushing back into the bay to help with Jay. Hank made his way into the waiting room and saw the faces of his unit, everyone's eyes hopeful for knowledge but Hank knew he had no valuable information, so he said, "They're working on him now, but he's got a long road ahead." As Hank finished speaking, he turned around because he heard someone calling his name. It was only when Will emerged through the throngs of moving people that the urgent tone made sense. Will looked around at the worried faces of the intelligence unit and said, "I just saw Jay's name on the O.R. board - what happened?" There was a long silence before Al spoke up and said, "Sting that went sideways. Jay caught two slugs." After Al mentioned the bullets Will's eyes widened and he went to say something, but Voight saw the error of his friends' statement, so he said, "The vest caught one and the other is in his upper right arm, so they must have gone in to remove the bullet. Maggie said she would get someone to let us know if they are any updates." Will let out a breath and stood for a moment just taking in that information, he then looked around and said, "Ok, so we wait," then he sat on a chair next to Adam and waited for news about Jay. Not long after Will joined intelligence in the waiting area, Erin burst through the doors. She immediately located her father figure and called out, "Hank! How is he?" Her voice was panicked, and her eyes were red. Although Hank expected Erin to be upset, he had only seen her this distraught once before.
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2009
It was Hanks worst day. It was the day that he buried his wife. After months of fighting, Camille lost her battle to ovarian cancer. It was a difficult time in the Voight household. From the moment the doctors had told Hank, Justin and Erin that Camille could pass at any time, each member of the family hadn't stopped crying albeit only when they were on their own. Days later when what remained of the family had left the cemetery, they drove back to the house in silence. After they pulled up to the house, Hank, Erin and Justin all got out of the car but none of them walked further than the front of the porch. Hank put an arm around each of his children and said, "I know she's not here anymore, but this is still her home ok, that's not going to change. We can still love her as much and still keep up the traditions she loved so much, ok. So, we're going to go in the house and we're not going to be sad because she's not here, we're going to be happy that we got so lucky to spend time with such an amazing person. Just let me know if you need anything. I love both of you." With that, Hank placed a gentle kiss on the temple of both Erin's and Justin's foreheads and then he proceeded to walk into his house. Justin quickly followed his dad through the door, not wanting to let Erin see him cry. He slammed his door when he reached his room wanting his dad, Erin and the entire world to know just how angry he was that his mum was no longer here. Erin wasn't sure how long she stood outside the house for. She never shed a single tear but as the afternoon slowly became evening and the temperature dropped Erin began to shiver and then her lip started to quiver. Before she knew it, Erin was standing outside the house in darkness of a cold winter evening with her arms wrapped around herself for comfort and for warmth. Hank was on his way upstairs to check on Justin when he passed the front door and through the glass window panes he saw Erin crushed in her own embrace outside. "Think it's time you come in now Erin." When he spoke, Erin's eyes lifted from the floor to her father figure and before he could get out another word, she bustled through the front door, up the stairs and into her room. So Hank continued his journey upstairs. He checked on Justin first, checking that he was ok and wasn't hungry and didn't want to talk. Then he braced himself for Erin, always tough cookie but he knew that Camille had a special place in her heart, so it was sure to be in pieces. Hank softly knocked on her door, but when he heard no response, he gently opened the door and the sight before him was not a happy one. Erin was lying in the foetal position on her bed, shaking as silent tears rolled down her cheeks. "Oh Erin," Hank whispered, although loud enough for her to hear because she turned to face him. At the sight of Hank in her doorway, something in Erin broke and her silent tears turned into loud and violent sobs. Hank quickly made his way over to her bed, pulled her up into a sitting position and enveloped her in a hug. "We'll be fine," he mumbled into the side of her head. Erin tried to speak, and her words were difficult to understand but as she went on and her crying softened Hank managed to make out a few of Erin's sentences. "I just … I wish I would have more time with her. I mean it took me months to trust you and then months to want to come and live with you and then months for her to like me and I… I just wasted so much time. We just wasted so much time. And now there won't be any more time, no more conversations, no more hugs, no more anything and I already miss her. Already. Then I walk into this house and all over again I'm reminded of her, and what I don't know about her, and what I want to know about her and ask her and tell her and it can never happen. I love this house. I truly love being in this house. It's the first place that I have ever felt safe, this is the first place I've ever considered my home. But it's not these walls or the ceiling, it's the people. It's you and Justin and Camille. And now a third of my home is gone. And she's never coming back. And this is just me, this is just how I feel. And then I remember she wasn't even my mum. She was your wife, and she was Justin's mum and if I feel this way, I can't even begin to imagine how you guys feel." At that she started to cry again. He held her against himself, rubbing soothing circles against her back until her crying subsided. Then she turned to look at her father figure, her eyes red rimmed and swollen from the tears.
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Those were the wild and afraid eyes that found Hank in Chicago Med's Emergency department waiting room.