A few minutes after Hailey leaves Dr. Charles comes in, "Hello detective. I was hoping we could talk."
Jay looks to Will, "You said I had a choice," he whispers.
"You need to be evaluated by a psychologist; even if I was one, it would be an ethics violation to work with family."
"Please, Will. I won't do it again," Jay begs.
"Jay, I just want to do what's best for you."
"That would be letting me leave."
"We can't do that detective," Dr. Charles interrupts.
"What if I stay with you?" Will asks willing to try anything to get his brother to talk with someone.
"Dr. Halstead, you know that-"
"I will be an observer only," Will cuts him off.
"You know that's against protocol."
"Will?" Jay questions pulling his brother's attention away from the other doctor in the room.
"Do you want me to stay?" Will asks his brother. Jay nods, looking like a scared child. "That settles it, I'm staying," He tells Dr. Charles.
"Fine, but one peep and I kick you out."
"Fine."
Dr. Charles turns his attention to Jay, "Detective, why don't you tell me what was going through your mind right before you took the pills."
"The kids," Jay whispers. "I couldn't do anything."
"What kids?"
"They were dead."
"What happened to them?" Dr. Charles pushes. Will gets ready in case he needs to intervene for his brother.
"I couldn't save them. Any of them. My guys, the Humvee. Mom."
"That's enough," Will declares.
"You need to leave," Dr. Charles orders.
"No!" Jay yells.
"Hey, I'm not going anywhere," Will assures him before turning to Dr. Charles. "Come back later. He's out of the crisis period anyway."
"He needs to be assessed."
"He can be later," Will announces in a tone that states end of discussion.
Dr. Charles leaves after a staredown with the protective older brother.
The room is silent for a while before Will speaks, "Is this why you hurt yourself? Because you feel guilty?"
"I don't deserve to be."
"Why do you think that?"
"Just because."
"That's not an answer."
"I've hurt so many people."
"And you've saved so many more."
"All that I've done, no one would miss me."
"That's not true Jay. I would, Hailey would, your team. A lot of people care about you.," Will pauses letting that sink in for Jay. "Jay, you were mom's miracle baby. What would this do to her if she were still here?"
"She's not."
"You know I love you, right?"
"I know. I don't want to talk anymore."
"Okay, for now. We can talk more later. Do you want anything?"
"Stay?" Jay asks.
"You want me to stay with you?" Jay nods. "Good because I wasn't leaving even if you wanted me to."
Jay manages to fall into a light sleep, exhausted from the emotional talk.
While Jay is sleeping, Dr. Charles comes back. Before he can say anything Will shakes his head, "He's sleeping. Come back later."
"I really need to get an assessment on him. He's suicidal and possibly depressed."
"Nothing's going to happen to him between now and when you can assess him."
"He's a detective, he probably knows ways."
"I'm not leaving him alone. If I'm not with him, Hailey will be."
"He shouldn't be exposed to too much stimuli, we should limit his contact to family only."
"Hailey is his family. The rest of intelligence is too, but they don't know yet. And I don't want them to overwhelm him, but he's responding well to Hailey."
"Fine, but page me as soon as he's up."
Once Jay is sure that Dr. Charles is gone he opens his eyes, "Please don't page him."
"Did I wake you?"
"No, I could just tell there was someone else here. It wasn't you or Hailey."
"How could you tell?"
"I just could, it didn't feel safe."
"He just wants to help you, but I won't page him for now," Will tells Jay before he realizes what he said. "You feel safe with Hailey and me?" Jay just looks at him like he just asked the most absurd question there was.
"Jay, what do you want? How can Hailey and I help?"
Jay is silent before asking, "What happens now?"
"What do you mean?"
"When can I go home?"
"You're on suicide watch. After you're out of ICU, you're going to be transferred to the psych ward for a couple of days. Another assessment will be done and then we can decide what happens next."
"I'm not crazy!"
"No one said you were. We're just afraid you're going to hurt yourself- or worse."
"Don't let them. I promise I'll be good," Jay begs.
Hailey chooses this moment to walk into his room, "Jay, this isn't about whether or not you're crazy, which you're not, but it's about keeping you alive."
"I'm sorry, I'll stop cutting- just don't send me away."
"Who said anything about sending you away?" Will asks.
"Decides what happens next," Jay quotes his brother.
"I just meant we figure out our course of action."
"Jay," Hailey pulls his attention, "We want you to get better. We will be there every step of the way."
"I'm sorry," Jay whispers.
Will pulls him into his embrace while Hailey places a supportive hand on his back. "It's going to be okay. You're going to be okay," she whispers to him while trying to convince herself at the same time.
A/N: I'm not one who asks for reviews, but please let me know what you think and what you want to happen. I have no idea where I'm taking this story so suggestions are welcomed and updates may be sporadic.