They were sitting on the couch after everyone had left. They were drinking beer and looking through pictures on the old phone.

"Tell me about this one."

"Okay," He said, "Valentine's day, 2018."

She looked at him,expecting him to go, but he didn't.

"Well, what about it?"

"Valentine's Day 2018, I got stood up and I wound up at your place."

"You got stood up? THE Jay Halstead got stood up?"

"Shut up Liv."

"So why'd you come to my place?"

"Because I knew you'd be home."

She blew out an exaggerated breath.

"You're supposed to be helping me. Stop be elusive."

"Fine, it was my first serious date after Erin and I got stood up, so I went where I knew I wouldn't be alone."

Olivia felt kinda bad. She grabbed a blanket and put it over them.

"Tell me the story."

Jay huffed.

"I got ready at your place, you picked out my outfit, said I needed to look like a smoke. Waited at the restaurant for and hour and then I left. You were surprised to see me but let me in anyway. You had on my hoodie and a pair of leggings."

"I do like your hoodies."

"Yeah, whys is that anyways?"

"The smell like you and when I miss you it's like I have you around me...stop getting distracted, keep going."

"So bossy...anyway, you had ordered chinese for you and you called to get more for me. We just chilled, ate food and watched scary movies."

"Did you ever hear from that girl?"

"She tried to reach out but I ignored her."

"How come?"

"I'm not sure, but looking back at it now, she couldn't compete with you."

"Such a mush."

"I am not."

"You are too! But I won't tell."

Jay kissed the side of her head.

"Only for you."

Olivia scrolled through a few more before she stopped.

"Oh, I remember this one!" she said.

"You do?"

"Yeah! St. Patricks Day. Oh man we got so shit faced. I was out with the girls, hammered by the time you and the unit got there. Herman and Gabby let us dance on the bar and on the tables. You were so pissed and kept telling me to get down. I think I did it more because it made you mad more than I was having fun."

"You did like to test my limits."

"But you were there to catch me when I slipped off the bar. Good thing too, or that would've fucking hurt like hell."

"But you jumped right back up there."

"In my defense, I was in the middle of dancing to a song."

Jay laughed.

"You really thought you had some serious moves."

"I did, I'm a great dancer."

"Oh yeah, 100%."

"Please you love my kitchen concerts or car concerts, I'm a damn rockstar."

"Huh uh, sure. Come on pick another, tell me a story." Jay said.

Olivia scrolled back a little bit an settled on another picture of them. It must've been taken by a professional. It was black and white and there was a bright light behind them so you only saw their silhouettes. He was looking down at her and she was looking up at him. Her long dress fanned behind her.

"My first CPD gala."

"That's right."

"We danced a lot that night, and you hate dancing, but it was all slow and sweet music. The photographer begged to take this picture, said we'd be perfect for it. My dress was navy to match your navy suit, we did look pretty amazing, but what else is new. This was my first big event with you. The unit kept busting your balls about me being your date and you kept saying we were just friends. I was nervous to go, to be there with you. I really wanted to impress you and your friends, so I rented some high end designer dress and bought my first pair of Louboutins, and the way you looked at me, you were blown away. You told me I looked perfect." She shook her head, "I felt perfect."

Jay smiled at the thought of that night. He had been so nervous to ask her to go, and the guys really talked him into it. They were still newly friends and the CPD gala was always a big event. The media covered it and it was a big charity thing. Celebrities came and it was over all a good time. She loved fashion, music, all that stuff and when he asked her and she said yes, she really had no idea how big of a deal it was until her friends told her and then she kinda panicked and asked him a million times if he really wanted her to go. Of course he did, and truth be told she was the first girl, that wasn't related to the job that he ever asked to go.

"You looked so handsome in your suit. We got to feel famous for the night, all fancy and shit. I love going to those now, I look forward to it every year."

"Ugh, that makes one of us. Too rich people for me."

"I did a lot of that in New York, the rich people stuff."

"You never mentioned that."

"I could never safely talk about it."

"And you can now?"

"Kinda, now that Steven isn't around."

"What was your life in New York like?"

"I didn't live in the city, just long weekends my family had penthouses and apartments. We spent most of our time on Long Island. Mainly in a small town, and summers in the Hamptons. I loved it. I loved going into the city to go to a club or spend the weekend or to see a show or to shop, or a list things even though people didn't know me or concerts. A lot of people complain about Long Island or New York in general but I don't know it felt perfect for me. I never felt bored there. Summers in the Hamptons or at the campsite at Smiths Point when my aunt, uncle and cousins did a week here and there were fun when i went to spend the day. We'd have beach days, and pizza nights there, get excited over the ice cream man, play cards, drink, BBQ, visiting the campsite was a blast. I never spent the whole week there, sleeping in the camper wasn't my thing but I'd go out there almost every morning and spend the day or go for dinner and stay till late at night. We had money, but I worked, I did the same job there that I do here. That's the only thing that didn't change when I came here. I never thought I'd leave there."

Jay waited a second or two, took it all in.

"Do you miss New York, your family, your old life."

She sighed.

"Sometimes I do, I think I miss my family most. People at my job didn't take me seriously because I grew up with money. They didn't think I needed to work, and I didn't but my parents wanted my brother and I to work even though they gave us money. Wanted us to value it a bit more I guess."

"What did your parents do?"

"Mom worked in the schools, Dad owned a few Italian restaurants and pizzerias."

Jay shot her a look.

"Don't go there, everyone does. Far as we knew, my family has no ties to that life. My uncle worked in another pizzeria, my cousins all worked in one at some point, hell so did my brother and I. Those were fun times, when we all worked together." She laughed at the last bit.

"Probably drove your Dad and Uncle crazy."

"Opposite actually, they loved us working there, we got shit done and we ran shit well while having a great time."

"You sound like you were all close."

"We we're, I called my cousins my siblings because we were that close."

"You miss them?"

"So much, everyday."

She felt sad, and he saw it.

"Why didn't you go back, after everything with Steven ended here?"

Olivia thought about it.

"I considered going back, restarting life there again."

"Why didn't you?"

"I wanted to, I was scared when I woke up here and vaguely remembered this life. But how could I show up there after three years and be like 'Surprise I'm not dead' and expect things to go back to normal. They'd have questions that I don't want to answer."

"You don't think Steven's parents told yours."

"I don't know, they never really had contact before all this anyway."

"I'm sorry." Jay said.

"I also didn't go back because of you."

"What? Why me?"

"When I first woke up, I didn't know you, but I felt something, like a tugging, nagging feeling I guess. I had a feeling you were important to me. I struggled for a couple weeks debating if I should reach out to you or just leave, and then i decided to go back to the hospital and ask Will where I could find you, he gave me your address. That night I sat with you, I knew I made the right choice by staying."

"I don't want you giving up your life and what makes you happy for me."

She held his hand.

"I'm not giving up anything. You make me happy, my life here makes me happy, our friends make me happy."

"But your family and the money and the lifestyle you have there-"

"I had that there. But my family is here, sitting on this couch with me, our friends are our family Jay."

"You should go back, see them."

"No, I shouldn't."

"Why? And don't say it's because of me."

"Well, first of all I'd make you come with me. Second of all, I feel complete here. In case you haven't noticed my money status hasn't changed. How I still get my part of the money I'm not sure but my account is fully loaded so I don't ask questions."

"I don't know Livi."

"Do you...do you not want me here?"

"Of course I do. I just don't want you to regret anything."

"Trust me, I have no regrets. Sure I'll admit moving here was terrifying, and then waking up with holes in my memory was terrifying, but I don't want my old life anymore. I want my new life, the one I'm making with you. I love going to bed and waking up with you, I love our moments, I love nights with my friends and nights at Molly's, I love my life in Chicago, and I am completely, head over heals, heart racingly, butterfly feelingly, over the moon happily in love, with you."