Hailey rushed into Jay's room, seeing him thrashing around, his covers thrown off, his bare chest glistening with sweat. She tried to grab his arms, but he punched her in the face. "Damn it! JAY, its HAILEY!" She shouted. Her voice seemed to bring him out of the cloud he was in, and he sat up, looking confused.

"Hail...Hailey?" He questioned.

"Yes, Jay. Remember? I was sleeping on your couch when I heard you screaming."

"Shit." He blushed, embarrassed. "Sorry, Hail. I guess I should've warned you, sometimes I have nightmares. Um, therapy has really helped, but they still come sometimes." He looked at her, clutching her face, and realization set in."Damn, did I hurt you?"

"Yeah. You should've used that right hook when we were boxing, maybe you would've won," she teased, although she could feel her eye swelling.

Jay was beside himself. "I am so so sorry Hail. I should've warned you. It hardly ever happens anymore."

She sat down on the bed next to him, putting her hand on his bare shoulder. "It's okay. I'll heal. I'm glad therapy is going well." She said, tenderly. She knew Jay had plenty of demons from his army days. She had suggested therapy, and she was happy to hear it was helping him.

Jay rubbed his forehead. "Here, let me get you some ice for your eye." They went out to the kitchen, Jay got ice out of the freezer and wrapped it in a towel for Hailey's eye. "We're gonna have to tell Voight my partner beats me," she joked.

Jay was quiet.

"Dude, I will be fine. I've had much worse accidents on the job." She assured.

"Yeah but I didn't cause those." He said, embarrassed.

"Seriously, Jay. Lighten up, I'm fine. We've got to be at work in an hour, we might as well get ready." So with the extra time, Jay made his partner bacon and eggs for breakfast, apologizing profusely for her eye.

When they got to District 21, the skin all around Hailey's eye was black and blue. As Hailey was getting out of the truck, Jay put his hand on her arm, stopping her. "Look, is there any way we can avoid telling the team it was me who gave you the black eye?" Hailey knew he was embarrassed about what happened, so she agreed to not tell the team.

But when they walked in the door, it was hard to avoid the issue.

Everyone stopped. "Whoa. Upton, what happened to your face?" Rojas asked.

"Oh you know me, I'm such a klutz. I slipped last night when we were chasing that guy and banged my eye up," she lied, glancing at Jay.

"Ouch. Better get some ice from the break room," Kim said.

Hailey nodded and went to do just that. When she came back, Voight was giving orders for the day. "Alright, we've got a cocaine dealer, Gian Fredricks, in Inglewood, I want Halstead and Upton to run some surveillance, see if this address is the stash house." He handed them a paper.

They loaded up their gear in the van and headed to Inglewood. Waiting in the van, they picked their usual game.

"Would you rather be happy with no money or have lots of money but not be happy?" Jay asked her.

"Easy. I'd just want to be happy. The world's so wrapped up in material things, ya know?" He nodded in agreement."Okay, would you rather sleep with someone new every week, or only one person your whole life?" She asked.

He thought for a moment, trying to think of how to word his answer. "Well," he began slowly, "I'd like to get married someday... Maybe once the job isn't so crazy I'd like to settle down and have a few kids. So that should just be with one person the rest of your life I guess. You?"

She nodded her head. "Yeah, that sounds nice." Then they were both quiet for a while until Hailey perked up.

"Look. Over there, red Ford escape, isn't that our guy?" She pointed.

Jay got out his camera and started taking pictures. "Looks like it. He's got a duffle bag, maybe with bricks in it."

"EXCUSE ME." Hailey jumped. Someone was shouting at her through the passenger window. She rolled it down halfway. A young woman stood there, looking angry.

"Why y'all here takin pictures, whatchyou doin?" She huffed.

"Ma'am, were just looking at houses, were interested in buying in this neighborhood, thought we'd take some pictures for our investors," Hailey explained.

The woman didn't look like she was buying it, and stormed off into her house.

"Call Voight." Jay said.

Hailey hit his name quickly and he picked up. "Sarge, a woman spotted us, I think we've been made."

"Alright, wrap it up and get back here I've got-"

Sudden gunfire erupted from the stash house. Hailey and Jay dove for the back of the van. Jay threw his body over Hailey's, trying to protect her from gunfire. He tucked his head down into her neck, smelling her sweet hair and he thought for a second, this wouldn't be such a bad way to die.

Hailey had dropped her phone, and she could hear Voight yelling, asking if they were alright. The gunfire ceased, and she could hear sirens in the distance. Jay put his foot on her phone dragging it up to where he could grab it, and handed it back to Hailey.

"Sarge," she whispered, "we're okay. We're on the floor of the van."

"I have the nearest patrol headed to you, do not move. Stay down until we can secure the area. I'll be there in five. Stay on the line with me."

Hailey set the phone next to her. Half of Jay's body was still covering hers. His face was inches above her own.

"Am I squishing you?" He asked.

"You're good." She swallowed. If she were to just pick her head off the floor, she could kiss him.

"I didn't realize your eyes had so much green in them." Jay said quietly, staring deep into her eyes. For a while they just stared at each other.

"You know what Jay Halstead?" Hailey whispered. "If your face is the last thing I see, I'd be okay with that." He smiled at her, lowering his head closer to-

Someone banged on the side of the van. "Chicago PD, everyone okay in there?" They asked.

"Yeah, were good." Jay yelled. He looked down at Hailey. Man, he'd never noticed those eyes before.

"Um. Jay?" Hailey said, "you can get off me now."

"Right! Sorry!" Jay rolled away, getting out of the van. Hailey climbed out of the van too, and was met by Voight. "You guys alright?"

"Yeah," they both said.

"Well we're on to something." Voight said, surveying the van. "Glad you guys are alright. Go back and get cleaned up."

At the end of the day, they walked out to Jay's truck. "You headed home or do you want to hang out?" He said to Hailey.

"Well..." She smiled mischievously, "we did have a deal that if I went to boxing with you, you would come to a class with me..."

"Right. So you want me to go to water aerobics with you or something?"

Hailey laughed. "Come with me and find out!"

Author's Note: Have any ideas for other One Chicago romance stories? PM me you're favorite One Chicago couple!