Thanks for all your suggestions and I'll be writing about when Jay is sick (and also gets an asthma attack for the first time) and Will is there for him. Hope you like it!
Jay felt terrible, in fact the amount of pain in his head made him believe that he could die from his brain exploding. Well, of course he didn't think it was actually possible, but it surely felt like it was not at all impossible. He opened the drawer and took out a bottle of advil, not checking the label he popped four of them into his mouth.
He stood up slowly his neck and back aching and walked over to get some water. Erin, who was watching Jay the whole time, paused from doing her paperwork and followed Jay.
"How long did you have this headache?" Erin looked at him sternly, she knew if she asked him if he was ok he'd say he'd fine.
"I don't have a headache." Jay said dodging her concern. If he admitted how horrible he felt, he was sure she would make him go home.
"Yeah right, then why is there a bottle of advils on your desk, and don't lie, I saw you take them." Erin said not giving up to Jay's blunt answer.
Jay really didn't want to argue it took about every ounce of his strength, so he gave up. You really couldn't argue with an Erin Lindsay. He leaned back against the wall dizzy from standing for that short amount of time and closed his eyes. A cold hand that suddenly found his forehead made him open his eyes again to see Erin checking his temperature.
"You're burning up. You should go home. By should, I mean you will go home and you're not driving." Erin wasn't going to let Jay drive, not in his sick state, heck she wouldn't let him drive even if he wasn't.
"Fine, but you don't have to drive me. Will's off today, I'll ask him if he can drop by even though he's probably sleeping. If he is, oh well I guess I have to stay cause I'm sure Voight won't let both of us go." Jay replied giving himself a chance that he'd be able to stay. He hated people getting people worried and Will acting like a mother hen all up in his face.
Walking back over to his deck and slumping back into his chair, Jay pulled out his phone and dialed Will's phone. When the rings finally stopped and his phone brought him to the automated voice messaging system he sighed, pleased. His head still hurt in a tremendous amount of pain but he expected that to go away soon. Why else would he have swallowed so many pills.
Just then Erin from behind whipped the phone out of his hand. She dialed Will's phone again and when it returned to the voice messaging system, she tried it another time.
"Haaa, Third time's the charm." Erin said as she switched the call to speakerphone.
"I told you to not disturb me on my off days Jay!" Will said from the other side of the line. His voice sounded like he just woke up. He probably did. Jay groaned and laid his head onto his desk in defeat.
"Yeah, this is Erin, Jay's not feeling well and you're going to have to pick your brother up." Erin said without hesitation.
"Ughhhh, Jay. Why today?" Will said along the shifting noises in the background.
"I'll be there in about fifteen minutes." Will said and hung up.
The next fifteen minutes were dreadful as he got worried glances from everyone in the room, even from Voight. He didn't expect that one. His headache, despite taking four advils continued to worsen.
At first he was angry that Will and answered his call, but now he felt so glad. A thin sheet of sweat covered covered his forehead as he tried to contain his nausea. Which was funny because he hadn't eaten anything that morning. He drew in slow heavy breaths to keep his insides making an appearance in front of everyone in the room.
He pinched his hand to distract him from the pain in his head when finally, Will in his pajama pants arrived and was standing right next to Jay's desk.
Jay looked up from having his head in his hands and the sudden shift in brightness made him squint his eyes.
"Oh gosh, you look terrible little brother. Let's get out of here." Will said. Will was right when he said that Jay looked horrible, with dark circles reaching under his eyes making him look like an exhausted panda.
When Jay finally made it to Will's car he slumped in the front passenger seat and lazily shut the door. He leaned his head towards the cool glass,wiped his forehead clean of sweat, and closed his eyes. He really felt horrible, he couldn't wait until they were driving and the soft deep hum of the car engine would let him sleep.
Jay opened his eyes in a slit when he heard the engine stutter on, turning his head towards the driver seat he saw Will.
"You have it pretty bad don't you? Will asked as he drove out of the parking spot onto the highway.
"Mrmph" Jay replied.
His head still ached and an itch in the back of his throat made him want to cough. He was pretty sure he was not at the average temperature, because he felt as if he were floating although he was sitting down.
"I'll wake you when we get home." Will said.
Jay closed his eyes, leaning his forehead against the glass again,in his imagination he could see the steam rising as his burning forehead touched the cold glass. In just a matter of few seconds he fell asleep and Will watched in awe as his little brother looked like a baby again.
15 minutes Later…
Will shut the engine off and nudged his brother in the shoulder.
"Jay, wake up." Will half yelled.
When that didn't work, Will got out of the car and opened Jay's door. Jay who was leaning on the door almost fell out, if it weren't for Will standing there to catch him he would've smashed right into the sidewalk.
"Uh, what?'' A disorientated Jay said as he bolted upright.
Jay slowly emerged from the car grabbing onto the door as the dizziness and nausea caught up to him.
"You ok?"
"Yeah, I'm totally fine." Jay replied with absolute sarcasm.
Will rolled his eyes remembering how annoying it was every time Jay got sick. He was stubborn, cranky, and whiny, the three Jays he hated dealing with, but he couldn't help it. As stubborn he was, he'd probably be in bed doing nothing, shutting everything out for at least three days, bringing him to the brink of dehydration until Will would come and scold him.
Will felt horrible every time Jay caught a cold or something, it always felt like it was his fault. He knew it wasn't but an undeniable guilt always caught up to him.
Will followed Jay into his apartment as he unlocked the door in his subconscious sleepy state. Will closed the door behind him as Jay face planted onto the couch.
"Mhhhhh" Jay whimpered because each heartbeat pulsed through his head. His cheeks felt really hot and he felt like he'd been sitting in a sauna for too long. He heard Will making his way to the bathroom and rummaging around for a thermometer, "Aha, found it".
Will held a small white digital thermometer and waved it in front of Jay and stuck it in his mouth. Will thought it was really cute the way he pouted and made a mental note to tell Erin about it later. Seconds later the thermometer beeped and Will pulled it out.
"101.7, Did you take anything?" Will asked just in case he wouldn't overdose.
" Advil" Jay said now resting his head on the armrest and closing his eyes.
"When and how many?" Will asked.
"I took four right before you came to pick me up. Now can I sleep?" Jay said, getting aggravated that his brother was no doubt a doctor and had to ask sooo many questions.
"Fine, but change into some comfortable clothes." Will said, pleased with the answers.
With that Will rummaged through Jay's drawer of clothes and picked out a pair of gray adidas sweatpants and gray t-shirt. He grabbed a spare blanket from the closet and came back to the couch to see that Jay was already asleep. Will attempted to wake him by slapping Jay a couple of times on the shoulder but was only given a scrunched up expression in return. Will gave up on waking Jay, who was completely out of it, and proceeded to undo his belt and jeans. Quickly he dressed Jay into his sweats and shirt and covered his shivering form with the thick blanket. He flicked off the lights and Will himself went to his bedroom, needing to catch up on his sleep after missing 24 hours of it.
Later that evening (~9:00 pm)
Will woke up to some very painful sounding coughs and a wheezy breath that seemed to be coming from Jay and practically sprinted out the room. Jay, who was still sleeping looked like he would cough up his lungs anytime soon by the intensity of his coughing fits and was struggling to breathe in a good amount of air.
"Jay, wake up, JAY!" Will shouted.
A breathy "Ngh-" was Jay's response and cracked his eyes open, his coughing fit subsiding and a wheezy breath replacing it.
Putting his arm around Jay's shoulders Will quickly brought Jay up into a sitting position and placed a hand on his forehead. He didn't need a thermometer to tell that Jay's temperature had not lowered, but instead felt like he had gotten warmer than before.
"Will-" "Why is it-" "so-" "hard to-" "breathe-" Jay struggled to get out in between his whistling breaths.
"My-chest-" Jay wheezed out again, hovering his hand around his tight chest.
"Jay, don't talk, I think you might be having an asthma attack, just hold on I need to call an ambulance. You don't have an inhaler and you need to get to the hospital." Will said panicking as sweat rolled off his eyebrow.
"No-" Was Jay's answer before he doubled over in another coughing fit.
Will gently placed Jay to lean against the couch and scrambled to get his phone and dialed 911.
"This is Doctor Will Halstead, my brother's having an asthma attack for the first time and we need an ambulance now." Will said, glancing over to check Jay who was now wheezing again and looking like he was gonna pass out.
After ending the call and hearing that they were about seven minutes away, Will ran back to Jay and helped him bring his knees up to his chest. Now he was struggling to get any breath in at all, his panic making it worse.
"In and out Jay, follow me." Will said as he started to count two seconds for each breath to help Jay slow his breathing down.
Jay watched and followed scrunching up Will's shirt in his fist as concentrated as hard as he could to control his breathing again. Will placed one hand Jay's back monitoring his every breath, and was relieved when it seemed to be getting better. He massaged circles through Jay's hair as they waited for the paramedics to come, seven minutes they had said, it felt like an eternity.
When the paramedics finally came they found a still very wheezy Jay Halstead leaning against his brother Will his eyes closed but a fist still scrunched up in his shirt. They placed a nebulizer mask up to his face which Will held in place as one of the paramedics tightened the straps securing it. It was then when Jay had cracked his eyes open again, the whistling coming from his lungs mostly gone, and released the handful of Will's shirt and was guided onto the stretcher.
The ambulance ride was quite boring, Will had not been in the back of an ambulance since the last time one of his family member's had to be in one, which was a long long time ago. Jay who claimed was now feeling fine after the steroids had done its job, was attempting to take the mask off and stopped by a very shaken up Will.
"But I feel fine, Will" Jay whined through his hoarse voice.
"Keep it on Jay, and stop talking. The more you talk the longer it stays on. And no, you are not fine Jay so do not whine about the mask." Will scolded.
A fine and an eye roll was Jay's answer as they arrived at Chicago Med and unloaded Jay's stretcher. Rhodes and the rest of the Chicago Med staff were surprised at how disheveled both Halstead's looked as they wheeled Jay into an empty room.
"What happened?" Rhodes asked Will concerned of both of the Halstead's wellbeing.
Will rubbed a hand over his tired eyes and responded with a yawn, "Was home, got a call from Jay saying that he was sick, went to go get him, and almost had a heart attack when he suddenly seemed to be having an asthma attack that no one in our family has."
He walked over to Jay and was greeted by Ethan saying that they would have to do some tests to diagnose him with asthma and that he would have to stay overnight, just for observation. A groan escaped from Jay through the mask, he looked up at Will with his puppy dog eyes, but it wouldn't work, Will just nodded along with Ethan's words.
Later after Jay had gone through a lung function test and chest x-ray he was diagnosed with adult onset asthma and was prescribed an inhaler that he would keep at his house and at his work. Will had made calls to Voight and Erin informing the squad on Jay's condition while Jay shied away at the thought of everyone at his work knowing.
Ethan and Connor walked by the Halstead's room thirty minutes later two find two sleeping Halsteads, the younger peacefully on the hospital bed with the nebulizer mask replaced with an oxygen mask, and the older Halstead scrunched in the little plastic chairs a blanket covering him. They laughed quietly not to disturb them and took a picture, smiling at the thought of showing Natalie and the look on Will's face that would follow when he found out.
I don't think I can explain in words how incredibly sorry I am for completely ignoring this story. I'm pretty sure I haven't updated this story in at least a year and don't know how I will up to it with this story. But thank you for anyone who reads this and I'm sorry for all the grammar mistakes and rushed plot line, I just wanted to get this story out as soon as possible. I just started high school this year which means that I will be much more busier and have very little time to write, but I really hope that I would be able to write another story soon. If anyone is even reading this story and is still interested, I would love more whumpy prompts with Jay and Will. :)