Hank, Erin and Jay deal with memories.

He missed her in every breath. Camile was his light for so long. When she was near the end, she begged him to start his life again with another woman. But when he lost her, he just wasn't able to look at another woman.

On days like this when he almost could feel her in the house, feel her close to him, on days like this all he could remember was how much he loved her. How much he still loved her.

The phone rang, he looked at the caller id, it was Olivia. He should answer, it would be a good distraction for him.

He put the pictures that he was looking at on the table, passing his finger over Camille's face on their wedding picture.

He finally answered the phone.

"Hi Olivia, how are you?"

"Hank, I heard that you were on the stand, how do you feel?"

" It was ok... I guess... What matters is that animal is in jail."

" Hank?"

" What? I'm ok..." He heard a knock on the door.

"Someone is at the door I got to go. Thank you for calling."

"Hank please call me if you need to talk."

"I will. promise. I´m ok Liv."

"Ok, bye."

He opened the door and saw Erin standing there.

"Did you loose your key?"

"I thought it was better to not use it today."

Hank nodded and made way for her to enter the house.

"I know you miss her too Hank."

He kept quiet, walking to his sort of office, where he was before she got there. He sat on his chair and offered her a small bench.

He picked the box of pictures up again and, after looking at them, he passed it to her. They did this in silence. Relive Camille by those pictures.

"You're ok Hank?" Erin's voice was raspy, like she was some how angry, Hank noticed.

"I'm ok, really!"

They stayed there in silence for a while more, looking at pictures of Hank and Camile, and Erin and Justin, smiling once in awhile.

"You should go Erin, I will be ok. You look tired. Go home."

"I came to see if you needed company."

"No it's ok, go home." Hank looked away from her.

"You will be ok alone today Hank?"

"Yeah kiddo, it's ok you can go."

"If you want I can stay here with you, I just need to... " She started, and suddenly shut up looking to her hands.

"You need what?"

"I need to let someone know that I'm not sleeping at home tonight," She added with a flushed face.

"Someone?"

"Come on Hank you know who."

"Do I? Are you two at that stage already? Like living together I mean."

"Please don't embarrass me with your speeches. You gave us the okay, so what did you expect?"

"That you don't destroy that poor guy's heart, like you did to every guy that dated you, and make me loose one of the best men in my unit."

Erin looked at him with a cranky smile. Hank could always surprise her when they had this kind of conversation.

"I'm not intending to destroy anyone's heart ok. We are together, it's good. We keep it professional at work like you want it and I'm happy. Isn't that enough for you?" She demanded.

"Well I guess yes. At least you two seem to be capable of handling it at work and I'm pleased with that. Still worried about losing him though. I know you..."

"It's incredible that you are worried about him and not me."

"Girl, I know the guys that you crash along the way."

"Come on, I'm not like that. And with Jay its different and you know that too."

"Yeah, I'm just checking. Because I realized some time ago that I can't afford to lose him, from the unit I mean."

"Don't tell me that you are falling for Jay." Erin said, mocking Hank.

Hank closed his eyes, "He has grown up from that cocky boy he was and become a very good detective."

"You should tell him that. He still thinks that you hate him."

"I don't intend too. Its good that he thinks that. Anyway you can go. I'll be alright."

She nodded in agreement and prepared herself to leave.

"And kid?" She looked back at him, "I'm ok with you two and happy that you're happy.

It seems that he is good for you, after all, you came back from that hole you were in, for him."

"It was for him but it was for you too, the kidnapping just made me realize how much I need to be here. In the unit and with you. We becoming something else came after that. I just never stopped caring for him I guess and he is a good guy. You know that."

"Yeah, I have to agree with that. Go! Like he is with you, he's probably worried by now because of your silence."

"How he is with me?"

"The same way that you are with him. You two don't notice I guess but all the team can tell how worried you two get when one of you disappears for a moment. The look in your eyes changes, in both of you. It's funny to watch though."

Erin blushed, smiled back at him, at the man that was her real father and said. "Ok bye. If you need something just call ok. Don't cry alone please, its not good for anyone."

"I'm not gonna cry!"

"Yeah Hank... Maybe you should call Olivia."

"Why?"

"Like you don't know..."

He kept looking at her, expecting some kind of explanation.

"Well because she is good in a crisis, that's why and because you two seem to like each other's company. And I'm not implying anything by this okay, just... She is good for you."

Hank just nodded, he knew she was right. Olivia was good for him and he liked to talk to her. What Erin didn't know was that they talked almost every week, sometimes twice a week. Nobody knew that. It was his secret and he would be keeping that to himself for a while.

Erin left Hank's house thinking about the day Jay told her that Hank gave them the okay to date. She was driving to the precinct with him, the day after they assumed that they were girlfriend and boyfriend, and they stopped at some light and he just said, "Hank said it's okay with us as long as I got your back."

She looked at him, staring with a questioning face. "What are you talking about?"

"When you came back to the unit he approached me and said that. I just answered him that I've got your back 24/7."

She went mute thinking about that.

Her mind had traveled back to that day, because she noticed the difference in Hank, the way he talked about them now. Today she felt closer to Hank than she used to, she felt he was her father again and not her boss. He was fragile and she was able to be there for him and that was good.

Now Hank was right, Jay was probably worried sick about her. She was not used to telling people were she was, because she didn't have anyone to be accountable to normally. She needed to get used to all this. She picked her phone up and sent Jay a message.

*HI, sorry for being MIA. Was at Hank's. Are you awake? Can i come over?*

Jay was on the couch, feet on the coffee table, beer in his hand, TV on but muted and the stereo playing The Beatles. This case made him travel back in time. It´d been a long time since he had listened to these songs.

His mother always loved The Beatles and in her last days she listened to this album on loop. This case make him travel to the dark days, where his mother was just alive because her heart was still beating. The cancer war was awful and devastating. They give you hope when you finish chemo, after it took from you almost all your strength and then starts to take life from you beat by beat.

He was there to help her get through all of that, and it still hurts to picture how small she got, how tiny and weak she got. It was devastating for him, most days he felt useless, defeated and alone. He couldn't do anything to relieve her pain. Most days he just stayed there next to her. His mother put up a fight, but she lost and he still felt her eyes on him when she grabbed his hand and told him that she was done fighting.

The vibration of his phone made him wake from his daydream. It was Erin asking to come over. He smiled and answered her.

*Of course. I´m waiting.*

Five minutes later she was knocking on his door.

"Hi"

"Hey, are you ok? How is Voight?"

"Ok I guess."

"I think I never saw him so fragile."

"Well, Camile was his life, his safe harbor..."

Jay nodded in comprehension with a sad smile. He took her hand and walked her to the couch where they sat together and cuddled in silence. It was just a beat later that she realized that the TV was on mute and the stereo was playing The Beatles. She turned her face to him asking, "The Beatles?"

"My mother's favorite album."

"This case gives you a lot of memories too right?"

He gave a silent nod in agreement and kissed her forehead.

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