Voight was in his office, thinking, trying to figure out what had just happened. Trudy called and told him what Will had said. He was just about to get a glass of Whiskey when Atwater knocked on the door. He waved him inside.

"We found something. Forensic found prints on the parts of the bomb. One set of prints was from the dead man and another set of prints came from Oliver Williams. He's in the system for possession and accusation of building bombs.", Atwater said.

"Current address?"

"Sadly none but we got a phone number. Adam is tracking it as we speak."

"Okay. When we have something we go in hot."

"Copy that, sir.", Kevin paused and before walking out of the room he asked: "Any news on Upton and Jay?"

Voight only answered: "They are in surgery."

Half an hour later Atwater entered Voight's office with an address.

"Let's go!"

The team got ready and packed in the long guns. It was just a small family home but you could never know.

It was 2:30 in the morning. The streets were empty in this residential neighborhood. Voight and Adam parked their cars on the side of the street right in front of the house of Oliver Williams.

The house was dark. There were no lights inside. Voight and Rojas walked up the front while Adam and Kevin walked behind the house.

"The backdoor is unlocked.", Adam said into his radio.

"Breech. Careful for any traps. We don't know if there might be something.", Voight answered.

Adam walked inside carefully and cleared the downstairs. He let Voight and Rojas inside and pointed upstairs.

They cleared all rooms and ended with the bedroom.

Atwater carefully opened the door. Williams was sleeping peacefully in his bed. Voight walked up to him, pushed his hand over Oliver's mouth and said: "You're coming with me now."

Oliver wanted to scream but couldn't. He tried to grip his nightstand but Voight turned him around and handcuffed him. "Let's go."

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"Can I at least get a blanket?", Oliver asked. He was sitting handcuffed in the cold cage in his PJs - just thin trousers and a T-shirt.

"Not before you answer my question.", Voight said and walked inside the cage.

"I don't have to answer anything. I didn't do anything wrong.", Oliver said.

"Yeah. Sure. And what about the bomb that just killed three men and injured two of my officers?"

"Bomb? What? I didn't do anything!"

"And how do you explain your prints on the bomb we found at the scene?"

"I want a lawyer."

"Oh, so you did do something. You know my people are searching your house top to bottom at this very moment. If they find anything, you're gonna wish you were dead before I start with you!" Voight was ready to punch the other man in the face but he was stopped by his ringing phone. He stepped outside and answered.

"His whole basement is full with building parts.", Adam said.

Voight hung up and walked back into the cage. "Want to explain your basement?"

"No."

Voight punched him in the face.

"I'm not telling you anything." Oliver said and spit blood on the floor.

"If we figure out that the parts in your basement match the bomb at the warehouse you're dead!" Voight walked out of the cage and went upstairs.

Rojas was on the PC filling out a report.

"Any news?", Voight asked walking by her.

"They are just cataloging everything in the basement and then cross-matching it with the stuff they found at the warehouse. They just identified Millers body.", Rojas answered.

"Good. Go home."

"What?"

"It's four in the morning. We won't get more news tonight. Just go home and sleep.", Voight said, went to his office and locked the door.

He seems weird, Rojas thought but finished the report quickly and left to go home.

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

She heard a steady rhythm. Everything was still black. She felt some clip on her finger before she felt the pain in her stomach.

She groaned while opening her eyes. Dim light blinded her for a moment but she quickly got used to it. She looked around. She was alone. In a white, sterile hospital room.

She was tired. Exhausted. What day was it? How long was she out? What exactly happened? She remembered the stakeout, the warehouse and the bomb. She knew she wasn't alone.

Jay.

The steady beeping got faster and she abruptly had trouble breathing. Suddenly there was the sound of a small alarm. Within seconds Will Halstead stood in front of her.

"Hailey.", Will smiled and checked her vitals. "You have to calm down. You're in the hospital. Are you in any pain?"

"Jay! Where is he? Is he alive?", Hailey asked.

"You have to calm down first!", He put a nasal cannula on her. Her oxygen was low.

A tear rolled down her cheek. "Please.", she said quietly. She was scared.

Will sat on a chair next to her bed. "I'll tell you. But first you have to answer a few questions. I want to know if you're all fine, okay?"

Hailey looked at him and nodded.

"Great. Are you in any pain?", he started.

"No. Just sore and exhausted."

"That is normal. You were in surgery for six hours. We were able to stop the internal bleeding. We had to remove a small piece of your liver but it'll grow back and regenerate to normal size within a few months so you shouldn't have any problems there.", Will told.

Hailey listened but waited for the next question.

"Okay. Do you remember what happened?", he asked.

"Yeah. Everything. Even the ride in the ambulance. I think Silvie said something about Jay but that was it.", Hailey answered.

"Okay. Good. You have a slight concussion and a sprained ankle, too."

"I get it. Can we get to Jay now? Is he alive?", Hailey asked.

"Jay… He is. But…", Will paused. It was hard for himself. It's his brother he was talking about. "Two bones in his right arm are broken… it took a very long time to repair them. He will need at least two more surgeries. He's in a coma right now."

"How long?"

"The surgery? It ended about an hour ago. His body couldn't handle it anymore and they had to stop it for the day. It was 13 hours."

"Can you save him?"

"Jay will survive if he doesn't develop a sepsis but the arm… we don't know.", Will said. He was sad.

"I want to see him."

"You can't. I'm sorry. Even I haven't seen him yet. He got moved into an ICU room about 20 minutes ago and all I know is that he's in a coma. We hope he is stable enough to do the second surgery by tomorrow. It's gonna be hard, though."

"Will…"

"Yes?"

"Before he lost consciousness… he asked me what I wanted to tell him three months ago at the hospital."

"You finally told him?"

"I told him that I love him and then he said 'Me too. I wish I had more time.' It broke my heart. I thought he was going to die on me in there. We didn't agree on everything the past few months and became distant a little bit but deep down there was always that nice feeling. I love him. I never want to leave him… I can't live without him.", Hailey started crying.

"He's my brother. I don't want to lose him either. I understand you. Please calm down. Rest more. I'll call Voight tomorrow morning. It's late.", Will said. "Do you need anything else?"

"No, thank you, Will."

He quickly gave her a pack of tissues and left the room.

Hailey was alone again. Alone with all the thoughts about Jay. Her mind kept replaying the last moment she talked to Jay, finally telling him she loves him. And now she didn't know when and if she would ever see him again.

She cried herself to sleep that night.

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In the morning Voight got a call from Will. He told Voight to get to the hospital. Rojas should get clothes for Hailey and maybe a book or something she can do while being there.

At the hospital, Will told Voight and the rest of the team everything about Hailey and Jay's conditions.

Voight was allowed to see Hailey for a moment. Jay was not allowed any visitors. Police or not, he was under 24/7 monitoring and observation and they needed him to sleep and rest as much as possible. His next surgery was already scheduled for that night.

"Hailey.", Voight entered her room. She was laying on her back, staring at the ceiling. Her eyes were red and watery.

"Voight, hey.", she greeted him with a rough voice.

Was she crying so much or was her throat injured? Voight thought.

"How are you feeling?", he asked, putting a bag with comfortable clothes and hygiene stuff on the chair in the corner.

"Alright.", she answered.

"You know you don't have to hide anything from me, right?", Voight sat on the chair next to her. She was still staring at the ceiling. He'd never seen her like this.

"I'm fine. I want to be alone."

"Hailey…"

"Please.", she looked at her boss and tears came streaming down her face again. "They won't even let me see him. I can't stop thinking about him."

"I'm gonna send you Dr. Charles in. He's the best psychiatrist. He can help you.", Voight got up and left the room. It broke his heart to have two of his best officers injured. He didn't want to tell her that no one was allowed to see Jay at the moment. He didn't want her to know any more bad things. What she had already been through was enough. She needed rest.

Voight went back to the precinct. When he walked upstairs, Ruzek came to him with good news.

"We found a match! The parts from the basement are the same as the ones found at the scene! Now we only need to get him to confess why he did that. We have the evidence. He'll be in prison for a long time.", Adam told Voight and handed him a file.

"Good. Is he still downstairs in the cage?"

"Yes.", Adam answered and followed Voight downstairs.

Voight slammed the file on the table. Oliver startled. Voight opened the cage door and walked inside.

"Ruzek, you can leave now.", Voight said, staring at Oliver.

"I better stay. We need him alive."

"Go!", Voight told him again and Adam knew he should really leave. He walked upstairs again and closed the door behind him.

"What did he mean with 'you need me alive'?", Oliver asked.

"Confess everything and you'll stay alive.", Voight said.

Adam heard screams from downstairs. Soon Voight would be up there and tell him he had everything he wanted to know.

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Trudy walked into the Bullpen and looked at Adam and Atwater.

"What's wrong, Platt?", Atwater asked. She looked pale.

"Will Halstead just called. They just wheeled Jay into an emergency surgery. He's not doing well.", Trudy said.

"Shit…", Atwater walked up to Trudy and hugged her.

"It's so hard because we can't do anything.", Trudy said.

"I know. Maybe we need to visit Hailey. See how she is doing.", Adam suggested.

"Will said she is not in a good place right now. She's been talking to Dr. Charles all morning.", Trudy answered.

"Of course she's not. She is injured and almost losing her partner right now.", Adam said.

"Well… Actually it's because she loves Jay. Sorry Adam but have you seen how she looks at him?", Atwater confessed.

"Yeah.. I've seen that. I know she does.", Adam said. "I just want her to be happy and I think she and Jay fit. He can make her happy."

"Okay before we get all sentimental here, let's visit Hailey.", Trudy said but was interrupted by Voight walking in.

"I have everything we need.", Voight said while cleaning the blood of his hands.

"What did he say?", Kevin asked.

"He built the bomb. The buyer, Mike Kowalski ordered it from him. He wanted to leave the bomb with Miller and get away with the drugs but that went southways. The bomb was supposed to explode when Kowalski was long gone. Oliver Williams hid the bomb under the money.", Voight said.

"Okay, so we have him for murder and attempted murder of two police officers.", Adam stated.

Voight nodded. "Everyone, go home. I'll fill out the report. We're done here for today. Trudy. I want you to go see Hailey."

"Hank. Will Halstead just called. Jay is in emergency surgery and Hailey is talking to Dr. Charles… It doesn't look good.", Trudy said.

Voight slammed his fist into a desk and yelled: "This was supposed to be a drug deal! Jay and Hailey were supposed to just watch Miller! ARGH! I can't lose my best guy!"

Atwater and Adam looked at each other. Did they really just hear that Jay was better than them? Maybe it was true. Both didn't want to think about that right now. Jay was still dying at the hospital.

Trudy walked up to Voight and put both hands on his shoulders. "I think everyone here needs a day off. You need to calm down, Hank! I'll write your report. Everyone out of here! Let's get home!"

Trudy closed the Bullpen off after finishing the reports. She went home after that. It was already late and she put a note on her place saying she'd come in late tomorrow. The first thing she'd do in the morning was visit Hailey and see how Jay was doing.

She woke up feeling down. The last two days had been hard for her too. She kissed Mouch goodbye and drove to the hospital.

In there she was greeted by Maggie. "Good morning, Trudy! How are you?"

"Good morning, Maggie. I'm alright. The last few days were just hard. Can I see Hailey Upton?", Trudy answered.

"Of course you can.", Maggie started. "You want to hear good news?"

"If you have some, yes please."

"Jay is doing better. He was in surgery all night but there is new hope that we can save his arm fully.", Maggie smiled.

"That is fantastic! I assume we still can't visit him?"

"Sadly not right now. Maybe later today! Come back after shift if you want. He is still in a medically induced coma but the doctors are confident that he can make it."

"Has anyone told Hailey?"

"Not yet. She has been asking for news on Jay all the time. Now we finally have some! Dr. Charles said he'd be talking to her about this."

"Okay. Can I still see her?"

"Sure! Follow me.", Maggie said.

Maggie led her to Hailey's room. Dr. Charles was talking with her so Trudy waited outside the room, watching through the glass doors.

Dr. Charles noticed her standing outside, finished his sentence and walked out. He closed the door behind him.

"Good morning, Officer Platt. She just heard the news about Detective Halstead. You can go in now.", Dr. Charles said.

"Thank you.", Platt opened the door and stepped inside.

Hailey looked at her, smiling. "Good morning, Trudy! It's so nice to see you."

"Good morning, Hailey. How are you feeling?", Trudy sat next to her bed. Hailey looked a little pale but overall she looked good. The big cut on her forehead was sewn shut and healing nicely. Everything else was covered with the blanket.

"I'm alright.", Hailey answered.

"You don't look alright.", Trudy said.

"Well all I can think about is Jay and the explosion. It was so painful and everything happened so quickly. I didn't want to go in the warehouse but Jay didn't want to lose Miller. When the bomb exploded, all I saw was Jay getting hit with that huge stone. It was like I was just standing there and the wall and Jay flew by and it looked so horrible and then when I woke up… I tried everything to get out or get a hold of you or Voight. And then I realized that Jay was unconscious next to me and he looked bad… I took his hand and hoped for a reaction but there was nothing. I tried everything to wake him up but that didn't working either. I was so scared that he was already… gone…", Hailey said.

"Hailey. I understand. It's hard. But you just heard Dr. Charles. Jay is doing better.", Trudy felt horrible. It was really hard listening to her.

"I just want to see him…"

"I don't think that is a good idea."

"Why? Have you seen him? How is he?"

"Hailey… He is not allowed visitors right now. Not Voight, not me… Jay is…"

"...alone." Hailey finished Trudy's sentence.

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In the late evening, Hailey was alone in her room. Trudy left because she had to go to work. Hailey had told her that she didn't want any more visitors that day and that Trudy should tell the team. Hailey just wanted to be alone.

She watched Will standing outside of her room talking to a nurse. Then he entered her room.
"Hailey. How are you feeling?", he asked and checked her vitals.

"I'm sick of people asking me this question."

"I understand. Do you feel comfortable enough to get into the wheelchair?", Will smiled.

"You want me to go outside now? Take me for a walk? I don't want that."

"Okay. Hailey. Get in!", Will pushed the wheelchair next to her bed.

"Why? I just told you…"

"...Hailey stop melting in pity and get in! We just want to help you."

Hailey realized what she was doing. This was wrong. She felt sorry for her behavior.

Will helped her into the wheelchair. She groaned while moving but the pain was acceptable.

"Sorry.", she said. Will just smiled and pushed her out of the room and down a long hallway.

"Where are we going? Do I have some tests to do?", Hailey asked.

"You'll see.", Will just said.

They stopped before the ICU. Hailey realized where they were going.

"Hailey. I want to warn you. He is not awake yet. He is intubated and his arm…", Will started.

"I get it. He looks horrible. I've seen it. Please. Let me get to him."

"Of course.", Will wheeled her into the ICU and to Jay's room.

Will waited before getting her inside. Hailey caught a glimpse of him through the windows. He really looked terrible. Hailey told Will to finally get her inside.

He pushed her next to his bed and told her he'd be in the next room.

Hailey looked at Jay. It was horrible. The breathing tube and the fixation covered his whole mouth area. His nose had a cut on it, a big white bandage covered his forehead. His left eye was swollen and black. His right arm was propped up and heavily bandaged and in a cast. Tubes filled with blood were coming from under the cast. His IV line was on his neck with two on it at the moment. The monitor gave a steady slow beeping from itself. Every time the ventilator pushed fresh air into Jay's lungs it made a hissing sound. It looked worse than in the warehouse.

"Jay…", Hailey said quietly. She just stared at him.
"I don't know if you can hear me but I believe you do... I should have told you earlier. I love you, Jay Halstead. From the moment I met you I trusted you with my life. Being with Adam was a mistake. My heart always wanted you. When Voight paired me with Vanessa I was sitting at home being sad because I didn't get to work with you for a while. When you were shot… three months ago… I should have told you but you had Angela on your mind. It felt like the wrong moment. At least there you were awake after the surgery. I'm so terribly sorry… I should have stopped you from going into that warehouse. I just wanna make sure you're okay.

Please come back to me."

To be continued...