It was a long day at work. Hailey and Jay were on a stakeout watching drug dealer Mike Miller to try and finally catching him do a deal but he didn't leave the house all day long and no one visited him.

They had been trying to get that guy for several days now. Jay went under as a possible buyer but Miller didn't sell him anything and after countless hours of observation they still had nothing on him. Yet every CI and everyone they had in custody for a while told them Mike Miller's name. The drugs he brings onto the street had killed five kids and three young adults already.

Around four in the afternoon Miller left the house and drove away. Jay started the car and slowly followed him. He was going straight for the old warehouse.

"I don't like where this is going. This warehouse is huge. We should wait for backup before going inside.", Hailey said.

"Yeah. But we could lose him. If he goes inside through the south and we wait here he could easily flee from the north side.", Jay parked the car behind the fence.

Miller parked his car and walked in through the south entrance of the building. "We have to follow him. I'm not losing that guy now."

Jay was already jumping out of the car and Hailey followed him. In her mind she complained about his decision.

Jay entered the building the same way Miller did. There was nothing inside. The warehouse was empty. On one side there were three little containers and opposite of those were some doors.

"Let's search for Miller. He's gotta be here somewhere!", Jay said and wanted to start walking up to the first door but Hailey stopped him.

"Are you crazy? We can't do this! We're alone, we don't have firearms with us except our guns. We need something heavier to go in to search!", Hailey already had her hand on the radio.

"No! Don't call it in! We need to get Miller here and now! He killed so many young people with his drugs I'm not letting him get another load of that stuff on the streets! And I have backup with me.", he said and smiled at Hailey.

"Oh my god. Jay. You can't be serious!?"

"You wanna complain now? Hailey I'm going in there now. With or without you." Jay walked away from her and up to the first door.

Hailey followed him. She was his partner. Lately she didn't agree with all he did but she couldn't let him walk into something like this alone. He wouldn't die on her watch.

The first room was empty. When they were about to enter the second room, they heard people talking and footsteps coming from outside the south door. Hailey and Jay quickly looked at each other and hushed into the door. There was no other way to hide in this wide open and empty warehouse.

Inside the room there was a big man counting money. The three looked at each other and before the man could do anything, Jay ran and knocked him out. He didn't want screams or gunshots now. Jay wanted to know who was just coming into the warehouse.

He leaned against the door and listened.

"Miller! Hello. Do you have what I want?", one guy asked.

"I have everything in here. 5 kg of coke as you ordered.", Miller answered.

A third voice asked to see the money first.

"No. That is not happening. I want my product.", the first man demanded.

"Okay. Then come on. Let's go in here.", Miller said and all three man started walking.

Jay and Hailey drew their guns and pointed them at the door. They had no idea where Miller and the buyer would go now. They just hoped it wasn't to that room.

They waited for a while but the door didn't open.

"What are we gonna do now?", Hailey asked.

"I have no idea…", Jay looked around trying to think of something but was quickly interrupted by a very loud boom.

Jay felt the wall collapsing on his right side and he got thrown against the other wall by the force of the bomb. Before Jay lost consciousness he saw the other room in between pieces of the wall: a table, a bag, three men and a silver device. For a second it looked like the world stood still. Then he only felt pain and everything went black.

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"Jay?", he heard a voice ask. He knew the voice. He knew who it was. But what was going on? Why would someone be at his bed and wake him up?

"Jay. Wake up. Please.", the voice was shaking. It was like she was scared. Why? He was just taking a nap.

"JAY!", the voice now yelled at him.

Slowly reality came back to him. Pain. A lot of pain. He couldn't move his right arm. And this headache. It was like someone was beating his head with a baseball bat. He tried to open his eyes but they were too heavy.

"Jay, please.". Hailey. Of course. It was Hailey. He was with her. They were at the warehouse.

He tried opening his eyes again and after blinking a couple times, they stayed open. It was pure chaos. He tried not to move because he quickly realized that a piece of the wall was laying on his right arm. He turned his head towards Hailey. She was sitting next to him, holding his hand that was peeking from under the big wall piece. He couldn't feel it. She was bloody, her face dirty from the dust.

"Jay. Thank God. I thought…", she looked down. Hailey didn't want to finish this sentence.

"I'm okay.", he said weakly.

"I can see that.", Hailey said and squeezed his trapped hand. "Did you feel this at all?"

He shook his head. He felt nothing.

"We need to get out of here. I already tried but my radio is dead. Yours is also not working.

"Can you move?", he asked her.

"Yeah a bit.", she answered and crawled over to him. She ripped off her jacket and laid it under his head. "Stay still, okay?"

"Hailey.", Jay started but stopped. He didn't know what to say. He had so many thoughts. He didn't want to go back to the hospital. He didn't want to have another surgery. It was three months ago. He had just started to feel normal again. Hailey wanted to tell him something at the hospital but she didn't. It was still stuck in his head. He wanted to know so badly. He also wanted to ask how she was doing. She was bloody and looked injured, yet she was crawling around and awake longer than he had been. He was sure she was hiding the worst. He would like to do that too but he couldn't. His arm was literally trapped under a big heavy piece of wall. Hailey wasn't able to move it on her own.

"Jay. My watch is working. It's been four hours. I don't think we can make it out of here.", Hailey told him.

Shit. It's not just the getting out of here, it's also the blood flow in his arm. It's probably been dead for hours. He knew that this could be fatal.

"Hailey, you have to get outside and get to the car.", he started but Hailey stopped him: "I tried to get out of here. There is no chance. Nothing. I can't move the blocks and you weren't conscious."

"Okay. Try and get me up. Use your jacket and stanch my arm with it. And then we'll try our best to get that block off my arm.", Jay said.

Hailey took a deep breath. This wasn't going to work but she tried anyways. While she carefully tied a part of her jacket around Jay's arm, right under his shoulder, he kept staring at her.

"What is it?", she asked.

"Nothing.", he answered.

"You're staring at me. Get it out. What's wrong. Are you in a lot of pain?", she asked.

"No. It's not that…", Jay started. "At the hospital… You wanted to… ah… tell me something. It's still on my mind every day. What was it?"

"Nothing important now.", Hailey looked away and kept on tying the jacket around his arm. She sat back and paused. She took a deep breath.

Jay just looked at her waiting for the answer.

"I wanted to tell you… I really hope this doesn't change anything between us…", she started.

"Hailey, just tell me. We don't even know if we'll make it out of here alive.", Jay said.

"While you were in surgery I sat in the waiting room the whole time. I was in the ambulance with you. I was there with you until you woke up. And at one point Rojas talked to me… She made me realize something.", Hailey told him.

"Spit it out, please. I'm gonna be dead here before you're done."

"I'm sorry... Jay… I'm in love with you.", she said and looked at him. His impression didn't change at all. He kept staring at her.

Was it the shock? Was it the pain in his arm? What was going on in his mind now? For Hailey time stood still. She didn't know what was going on or what was going to happen.

She opened her mouth and wanted to ask him what was going on but Jay spoke first: "Me too. I wish I had more time."

"What do you mean?" Hailey asked before noticing his eyes falling shut. "Jay?! Hey! Jay! Stay with me!", she tapped him lightly on the cheeks but apart from a bit of fluttering eyelids there was nothing. He lost consciousness.

"Shit!", Hailey yelled. "HELP!"

They were trapped in a collapsed building, Jay's arm was probably already dead, Hailey was still trying to hide her pain but she was sure she was bleeding internally from getting hit in the stomach with a piece of wall. She didn't even want to remove her shirt and look. There was no way out of there. It had been four hours. She didn't have a way to contact the Police or Voight or the fire department.

Gallo and his team were chilling in the fire station. Gallo was hoping for a peaceful and quiet night shift. He was exhausted from the last three nights.

He was watching a Youtube video when the alarm went off.

"Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambo 61. Collapsed warehouse.", they heard in the speaker. They all ran towards the trucks, jumped into their gear and with sirens and blue lights they drove down the streets to the warehouse.

"Isn't that Halstead's car?", Silvie asked Forster while she parked the ambulance.

"I think so!", Forster answered and jumped out of the car.

Chief Boden pulled up and Silvie ran towards him. "It's Jay Halstead's car! We should call Voight!"

"Squad 3! Any survivors?", he asked through the radio.

"Not yet, sir. I don't think we have any." Kelly answered.

"I'll call Voight."

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Voight was there within minutes. "Chief!", he practically jumped out of the car.

It was the middle of the night by now. Squad 3 kept searching but had had no luck so far.

"Where are Halstead and Upton?", Voight asked Boden.

"I don't know. Were they in the building?"

"Both were in a stakeout and they only informed me that they were following the target. That was about six hours ago."

Chief Boden asked again if they found someone.

"Sorry Chief. I don't think there is anyone here and if there is, they are not alive anymore.", Kelly answered.

"WAIT!", Casey yelled through the radio. "Gallo found something! We need help here! South corner!"

Every firefighter quickly ran to help.

"Help!", a woman's voice was heard quietly.

"WE HAVE SOMEONE ALIVE UNDER HERE!", Kelly and his team quickly worked on getting big pieces of wall away from the ground.

"Help us!", she said again.

"Fire Department, call out!"

"Here! Help!"

"How are you? Can you move?", Kelly asked.

"No. Jay is stuck and unconscious."

"Hailey?"

"Help us!"

They worked quickly to get as much stone away as possible and to get a small tunnel to get both out of there.

After about 15 minutes of hard work they were finally through.

Hailey crawled out, crying. "His arm is trapped under a big stone. We couldn't move it. He was awake for a while but mostly unconscious. Please save him!", she said.

"Hailey! Let's get you to Med.", Silvie was at her side with a stretcher.

"No! I need to stay with Jay!", she said and before Silvie could react Hailey's eyes rolled back into her head and she collapsed on the ground.

"Shit.", Silvie worked quickly with the help of Forster to get her onto the stretcher and into the ambulance.

"Severide! A little help here.", Casey already put a c-collar on Halstead and tried to get his arm free.

"How is he even alive?", Kelly asked himself quietly while helping Casey.

The two of them quickly removed the stone and got him out of there.

"He is barely alive.", Severide said with a sad voice. He always liked him.

Voight stood there and could only watch. Three months ago he watched Halstead get shot in the chest. He saw how broken Hailey was and how the whole team was distracted. Now it happened again. He was going to kill Halstead himself if he saw him again. It was only supposed to be a stakeout. No one was supposed to go inside or get hurt.

"We found three dead bodies and a device that looks like a bomb. We believe it was in a bag. We found pieces of fabric on it.", Severide walked up to Voight. "That is your part now, Sergeant."

"I'm sorry, what did you say? A bomb? This was supposed to be a drug deal?", Voight was confused.

"Well I guess someone didn't like either the dealer or the buyer.", Kelly said and gave him a plastic bag with evidence in it.

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Voight called his team and summoned them to the Bullpen.

Voight was already there when Adam and Kevin came upstairs.

"What is going on, Sarg?", Adam asked in a tired voice.

"You know it's almost midnight.", Kev added.

"We got a case!", Voight said and decorated the board with pictures of the warehouse and the evidence he already had.

"Platt is with Hailey and Jay at the hospital. Both were on a stakeout, watching Miller. Miller and three other men got killed with a bomb in the warehouse. Hailey and Jay were sadly in there too. Both are critical."

"What?"

"Oh shit!"

"What are we doing here then?", Rojas asked while she was walking up the stairs.

"This was supposed to be a drug deal. Why was there a bomb? Was it from Miller or the buyer? We need to work.", Voight said and wanted to walk into his buero but Adam stopped him. "Sergeant! What is going on? We need to be with Halstead and Hailey! We can work tomorrow."

"NO! Jay almost died only three months ago! I won't let this happen again! This time it's Hailey too! We need to get the son of a bitch that did this! I want him in the cage downstairs!", Voight yelled back angrily.

"Okay. But wasn't everyone else killed?", Kevin asked carefully.

"I don't care! Maybe this was someone else! Find it out!", Voight yelled and slammed the door shut behind him.

The three colleagues looked at each other and got to work. Everyone was exhausted and tired and worried about Jay and Hailey but their boss wanted them to work, so they did.

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Platt sat in the waiting room of the ER and waited for Mouch to get there. He was still at the scene of the collapsed warehouse. Voight had called her to go and look out for Jay and Hailey. Only three months before she had been waiting at the precinct for news on Jay and now she was there waiting. It felt horrible. She never had to do this so soon after the first time. She liked Halstead. She had worked with him for a long time now and no matter what, he was there. Hailey, she had only known her for three years but she really liked the woman. Both were so good for each other. She saw Erin and Jay together and somehow always thought that they wouldn't last forever. Now she saw how Jay looked at Hailey and how Hailey looked at Jay and it was beautiful. Young love. Yet they never confessed it to each other.

Everyone always thought Trudy wouldn't know what was going on upstairs but she knew. It was her precinct. She knew everything. Voices travel easily in the building. She knew that Hailey loved Jay. After Jay was shot she hoped every day that both would walk out of the police station holding hands but it never happened.

"Trudy Platt?", Will Halstead walked up to her.

"Yes?", she stood up and looked at him. "You must be Will Halstead. You'd never think you're Jay's brother. That red hair."

"Okay. Yeah. Ehm-"

"What's with Upton and Jay?"

"Hailey Upton is stable and just wheeled into the OR for emergency surgery. She has internal bleeding in her abdomen and it is possible the liver is injured."

"But she is going to be okay, right?"

"We believe so, yes."

"And Jay?"

Will stopped and took a deep breath. "His arm… it was crushed under a stone. His Ulna and Radius are broken and we need to put the bones back together with screws and a metal plate… Limbs can survive without proper blood flow for six to eight hours. If we're lucky we can save the part above the elbow. Hailey stanching off the blood could have saved his arm. He was rushed straight to the OR. We will try everything possible to save him and his arm. Otherwise he seems fine. A few cuts and bruises here and there, nothing severe."

"Oh god…", Trudy sat down in disbelieve. Jay was shot and now this. That man has no luck.

"Trudy… I think it's best if everyone goes home. The surgeries will take a very long time. It's already almost one in the morning. Go home. I will call either you or Voight as soon as one of them is out of surgery and awake.", Will said.

"Yeah that is probably the best. Thanks, Will."

Trudy went outside and Mouch was there within a few minutes to pick her up and both drove home.

To be continued...