"Where are you going?" Will asked as he reached out to help steady her.

"Home, I'm fine," she said, pulling out of his grasp as she got onto the elevator. "So, you two can stop pretending you care about me now."

"Hailey, we know it's been awhile," Will said.

"Two years." She interrupted. "You don't know anything. You left for war, you left to work in New York, and as far as I'm concerned, you two never came back."

"We came back," Jay said.

"Yeah, when Mom was dying, not for me." She nodded. "And then you were gone like two seconds after the funeral, and Dad hasn't stopped drinking since. I left six months ago and he hasn't called, like father like sons, I guess."

"Hailey," Will said as she pressed the button to close the door.

"Just leave me alone, you already did it once." She said.

They watched the doors close, her face disappearing behind them. "What do we do?" Will asked. "I'm not leaving her alone now that I know she's not at home like I thought."

"No, something's up," Jay said. "We're missing something."

"Well, that sounds like a job for a detective," Will grinned at him.

Jay smirked. "I'll see what I can dig up," he said. "I'll call you when I find something."

OOOOO

Will headed into the district that afternoon and waited for Jay to get back from a call. He paced the office while he waited, unsure what to do with the information he had found. He wasn't looking for anything, it was an accident that he found what he did and now he didn't know what to do with it. Jay came through the door, closing it behind him, although he didn't look too worried.

"What's up?" He asked.

"After Hailey left, I had to discharge her and update her file, and when April went on the computer to do that, something came up." He said as he dropped the file on the desk.

Jay frowned at his brother before he picked it up and looked through it. "What is this?"

"It's a report doctors fill out that get flagged in the system for other doctors and other hospitals to see." He said. "It's used for domestic assault and child abuse cases."

Jay looked up at him and his eyes darkened. "She was assaulted?"

"Six months ago," Will nodded. "It says she came in with a fractured wrist but she had bruising on her side and down her arm, like if she had fallen into something."

"Or was pushed?" Jay asked as Will nodded.

"It wasn't all new bruising either, but she wouldn't say what happened." He said. "Scott was with her though, or at least someone matching his description was."

"I couldn't find an address for her, but I found one for him." Jay said. "And now I'm going to kill that kid."

"Jay, we don't know it was him." Will said as he followed him out of the office.

"Well, I'm going to find out." He said as he stopped at the desk. "Tell Voight I'll be back in a bit."

Platt didn't get the chance to make a sarcastic comment because Jay left so quickly. Will followed him out to the car, getting in, afraid he'd do something stupid if he didn't go with him. Besides, he wanted to see what Scott would say and figure out what really happened that night.

Scott lived in a high rise apartment, low income and mainly occupied by students. It was a three bedroom, but the building was run down and the neighborhood was dangerous. Jay climbed the steps with Will right behind him before he started banging on the door.

"Yeah?" A guy answered.

"Is Scott here?"

"Who's asking?" Jay flashed his badge and the guy backed up, letting them inside. "End of the hall."

Jay headed down the hall and walked right into the room without even knocking. He was so mad he never even saw Hailey sitting on the bed. He just grabbed Scott, who was sitting at his desk, and slammed him against the wall.

"Did you put a hand on my sister?"

"What?" He asked confused. "No, of course not."

"Because I swear to God if you hurt her, I'm going to hurt you." He said.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Six months ago, she shows up in the emergency room with a broken wrist and bruises, you were with her and she wouldn't say what happened."

"I didn't do that, I swear." Scott said as he looked at Hailey.

"No, don't look at her, look at me." Jay said. "If I find out different, they'll be no you to charge."

"Jay," Will said gently as he put a hand on his shoulder. "It wasn't him."

Jay released Scott and turned to his sister. "Who was it?"

"It doesn't matter," she said.

"Who the hell was it, Hailey?" Jay said, raising his voice.

"You don't get to play the hero here,"

"Who!" Jay yelled at her. "Give me a damn name!"

Hailey jumped, taken a back by his sudden outburst. Will shook his head. "It was Dad." He said. "Wasn't it?"

Hailey glanced at him but didn't say anything, she didn't have to. "What?" Jay said, softly this time. He put his hands on his hips as he shook his head. "That's why you left. Where do you live?"

"Here," Scott said.

"Pack a bag. You're coming home with me." Jay said. "We can get the rest of your stuff another time."

"I'm not moving in with you." She said.

"Yeah, you are." Jay said. "You're too young to live with your boyfriend."

"You don't get to tell me what to do, Jay."

"Yes, I do. I'm your brother and I should have been looking out for you more. That's going to change, starting with right now." He said. "You shouldn't have to live here because you have nowhere else to go. I'm giving you somewhere else. I want you to not worry about rent, or food, or anything other than college like a normal student. Maybe, I can't make you stay, but I, we," he looked at Will. "We wish you would."

"We live together," Will explained. "It'd be nice to have you there too."

Hailey sighed. "One night."

"We'll take it." Will said before Jay could argue. "We'll wait for you outside."

Hailey watched them go before she turned back to Scott. "Sorry about that," she said.

"Are they always like that?" He asked.

"Rough and intrusive?"

"Protective," he clarified.

"I suppose," she shrugged. "When I was younger they were great, but then they left home and things were never really the same."

"Seems like they want things to be the same."

She grinned. "Are you trying to get rid of me?"

"No, never." He laughed. "I just know how hard things have been for you since the thing with your Dad and maybe they really do want to help."

"Maybe," she sighed as she grabbed a bag and threw some clothes and other things in. "I shouldn't keep them waiting long, they aren't very good at it."

"Yeah," he nodded. "I got that."

She smiled and kissed him goodbye before leaving the apartment. "Here, give me that." Jay said as he reached for her bag."

"I can manage," she said, sighing as he took it anyway.

"How are you feeling?" Will asked, keeping a close eye on her as they went down the stairs.

"I'm fine."

He sighed. "Hails, will you just talk to me?"

"I don't know how to talk to you anymore, either of you." She stopped outside the car. "If we're going to have any kind of relationship going forward you two need to understand that."

"We do understand that," Jay said. "But you should know that just because it's been awhile, doesn't mean we forget about before."

Will opened the car door for her. "I'm only asking that you be honest with me about your health."

She looked at him and nodded slightly. "I just feel like I'm getting over the flu."

"That will pass," he said.

Hailey looked around curiously when they got to the apartment. It was nice and spacious, but it was definitely a guy's place. She was surprised they lived together, but a part of her wondered if she ever crossed their minds. They did have a spare bedroom, after all.

"So, since you left the hospital without being properly discharged," Will said as he grabbed his medical bag. "Do you mind if I make sure you actually are fine, as you say?"

"I guess," she said as she sat in the chair. Jay stood back, his arms crossed as he watched Will check her vitals. "You're making me nervous, standing there like that."

"Well, you made me nervous first." He said.

"Me too," Will said.

Hailey made eye contact with Will before glancing back at Jay. She frowned as she looked away from them. She hadn't thought about how seeing her like that must have made them feel. "Right, sorry."

Will smiled at her. "Can I see the anxiety medication you take?"

"The what?" She asked.

"We found prescription drugs in your system, Scott said it was anxiety medication." Will said.

"Oh, yeah," she nodded. "I don't have anymore."

Jay frowned. "So, if I check your bag right now I'm not going to find anything?"

When she didn't say anything he grabbed her bag off the counter and started going through it. He was surprised she didn't try to stop him, and he figured it was because something was really wrong. When he found the bottle he tossed them to Will.

Will was confused, confused at how Jay could treat their sister like any suspect off the street, but also confused at how he missed whatever Jay saw. He looked at the bottle, the prescription was in her name and it was for anxiety medication, but the date was from seven months ago. So, he opened the bottle and looked at the medication inside.

"Why do you take this?" Will asked.

"I couldn't sleep after Mom died," she said. "And then I used to get really stressed from school."

Will glanced back at Jay for a moment before he put his hand over Hailey's. "But the pills inside are not what's prescribed." He said.

"So, you tell me where I go wrong." Jay said. "Dad's been drinking, one night you got in the way, and he hurt you. You leave, go to the emergency where they give you pain medication for your injuries. But then you run out of your anxiety medication, and you can't get any more without Dad's insurance. You're not sleeping, so you ask some local dealer, some friend of a friend or someone's third cousin, and they give you that. How am I doing so far?"

"Bang on," she said quietly.

"So, what is it?" Jay asked.

Will sighed. "MDMA, there have been a few studies that show it might help with anxiety and depression, right now it's being tested for those with PTSD." He said. "But when you drink a lot and then take it, you severely dehydrate yourself and often black out. It's not particularly harmful beyond that, which is why she's alright."

"Did you know it was Molly?" Jay asked. "It's not like it would put you to sleep."

"You don't understand," she said. "I had no one except Scott, I was in pain and so depressed and it was the only thing that helped."

"Listen, whatever the reasons, we can help you now." Will looked over his shoulder at his brother, trying to stop an argument that was about to happen. "Right, Jay?"

Jay sighed and walked over, kneeling in front of her. "Yeah, Hails, of course we will help you, but you've got to stay here," he said. "Permanently."