Erin is sitting in the passenger seat of Jay's car. They're quiet. She's anticipating what's to come since he refused to give her any details at the restaurant. His right hand is intertwined with hers as he uses his left to steer the wheel. Dinner at the restaurant was awkward. It had to be the most uncomfortable part of their entire date. After mistakenly bringing up her ex-boyfriend, they proceeded to talk about the deceased people no longer in her life. It was a depressing turn of events. As they ate, neither talked, and when she tried to spark a conversation, all she wanted to know more about was Teddy and Nadia.

She had only learned that Nadia was someone she grew close with because of their shared experiences. Erin had seen something in Nadia that she recognized in her younger self. They connected through Lindsay helping the younger woman escape from that lifestyle. Erin had managed to convince the girl to admit herself into rehab, and when she was released, Erin provided her with a job and a place to stay. She was like a sister to Lindsay; however, after the investigation of serial killer Gregory Yates, it had all changed. On her birthday of all days, he had kidnapped Nadia, took her to New York and killed her. It had been one of the roughest years for the detective. It was the year Bunny, Teddy and Landon came back into her life.

Lindsay had learned few things about Teddy. She could only learn things that Jay knew, which was minimum. He had come back into her life around the time Bunny and Landon did. Apparently, they all were reconnecting, but something had happened. Something big enough occurred for her to cut Bunny and Landon out of her life completely, and something large enough to cause for Teddy to avoid her, and her to accept his avoidance. Lindsay didn't want to think about it anymore, but she couldn't help her curious mind. She wanted her memories to come back by themselves, but she was impatient. The thing she wanted to know the most was taking its time in returning. As her hand remained entwined with Jay's, she turned to face him, "I'm sorry."

"For what?" He kept his eyes on the road.

"…for making things awkward."

"It's not awkward."

"Yes it is," she nods, "things have been awkward since we left the restaurant. I've been thinking about everything we discussed. I can't wrap my mind around Teddy. Did I do something to him? Why would he just leave? Why would he avoid me? And why would I allow him to avoid me unless it was for a good reason?" Erin raises her free hand and places it against her forehead, "Here I am ruining things again. Let's talk about something else."

He's relieved by her words, "Like what?"

"Us," she smiles at him.

Even though it was dark outside, he could see her grinning from ear to ear. She tightened her hold around his hand. With the seatbelt strapped over her body, she maneuvered her form to face him as much as she could, "Okay, what day did we get married?"

"October 28th"

"Church wedding?"

"No, we had a destination wedding in Miami. Father of the bride paid for it."

"My dad paid for it?" He could tell from the look on her face that she and him were talking about two completely different people.

"I'm talking about Voight."

"Oh, okay, that makes sense now," she chuckles, relaxing back in her seat, "okay, I have another question for you, who asked out whom?"

"We didn't really ask each other out. I made the moves on you…multiple times. You shot me down a few, but eventually, you gave in. You couldn't resist my charm for too long."

She laughs, "I'm sure."

The two fell in a natural conversation. It was like their dinner conversation didn't even occur. It was forgotten. As they grew closer to the location of their fourth date, the conversation grew even more light-hearted. Laughter and smiles filled the confines of his car.

"Did you propose to me?"

"Yeah, I did. I was so scared."

"Why?"

"…I didn't know if you would say yes or not. You're not an open book Erin. It takes time and patience to read you. We love each other, but I didn't know if that would be enough reason for you to say yes to me." He averts his eyes quickly to hers, "We're here."

It was about a half an hour drive from the restaurant to the lake. He parks in a nonexistent parking space and then turns to face her, "We're here." It may have been dark, but the street lights surrounding the lake provided nice glimmers of light to brighten their surroundings.

"Where are we?"

"…the lake," he takes the keys out of the ignition, "We came here for our fourth date. We took an unplanned night swim in the water."

"I didn't bring any swimming clothes."

"That was the fun part," he winks as he opens his door, "We didn't bring any clothes last time."

"I'm not swimming naked."

"No, I don't expect you to," he hops out and pops the trunk, "We wore our underclothes. I brought towels this time."

Erin thinks for half a second, "Alright," she steps out of the car, "It'll give it a try. It's a bit chilly out. Are you sure we won't freeze to death?"

"We came out around the same time a few years ago. Body heat usually keeps us well warm."

"Body heat? That's back when I remembered who you are." She approaches him, and uses her hand to raise her hair into the air, "Can you unzip me?" He hesitates. His hand approaches her zipper as he slides it down. Halstead hadn't unzipped her in what felt like a lifetime. It had been at least three months ago.

As she shimmies out of the dress, Jay begins unbuttoning his dress shirt. His jacket already rested in the car. Erin gathers her dress, folds it and places it into the backseat of the car, "It's a little cold. We're going to get sick." She takes off her heels and sits them onto the floor of the backseat, "We're going to catch pneumonia."

"Do you trust me?" He discards his dress shirt, slacks and dress shoes into the back seat.

"I do."

"We'll be fine." He stood before her in his boxers as she stood in front of him in her bra and panties, "We've done this once before. It'll be fun," he extends his hand towards her.

She takes a hold of his offered hand, "Okay, what next?"

He grins, "We run!" The young couple takes off in the direction of the lake. As they approach the edge, they jump in unison and land into the large body of water. A large splash emits into the air. Their hands unravel as the pressure of the water forces them to separate.

Erin cannot contain the smile on her face as she swims to the top. Her head emerges and she scans her surroundings for Jay. He arises to the top seconds later. She swims up to him, and maintains afloat, "That was fun."

"I knew you would enjoy it. Are you cold?"

"No," she shakes her head, "I'm actually not cold. I think it's the adrenaline rush I just got from doing that. Wow."

"Aren't you glad that you trusted me?"

"…very!"

Lindsay glances up at the night moon beaming a dim light onto she and Halstead. They floated freely in the dark water, "Why haven't we done this more? It's not that far from Chicago."

"We can do this again…anytime you want."

"Well I want to do it again, and soon."

Jay nods at her words as he swims even closer up to her. She gives him an innocent smile as she draws her hands back and splashes the water forward.

"Oh no you didn't," he prepares himself to splash her back.

She starts to swim away. Erin is swimming as fast as she can as she feels the splashing water spray her from behind. As she continues her quest to get away, she feels his arm wrap around her stomach. She laughs loudly as he pulls her towards him, "You thought you could get away from me." Her being in his arms felt natural. It felt normal. The smile on his face dropped, and the look in his eyes turned serious. It turned passionate.

His fingers pressed into her side as his arm tightened around her. The water dripped from their hair. The moonlight shined upon the lake. The cold breeze sent a small shiver through their bodies. As Jay stares into his wife's eyes, he envisions their life together both past, present, and future. He uses his free hand to brush wet strands of hair out of her face. She's frozen in time. She says nothing. She remains still, her body both calm and composed. And the moment his lips press against hers, she feels her heart rate speed up.

The kiss started out as calm. He didn't know how she would accept it. And because of that, he started the lip lock off in a manner that if she wanted to push him away, it wouldn't require much force. The moment he could feel her kissing back, passion and desire began to flood the kiss. Her arms wrapped around his neck, his around her waist. Their limbs entangled as seconds ticked on by. His hand brushes up and twists it into her wet hair while her hands travel slowly down his sculptured chest. It was just the two of them out here.

The young couple floated in the large, cold lake. Lips still locked. Their hands are still traveling one another. She couldn't remember being with Jay, and he couldn't remember exactly the last time they were together like this. He had faith that this opportunity would come again, but he didn't know for sure. There was no telling the future. If there was, the accident months ago would have been avoided.

"Jay," she pulls back when she feels his hand tug at her bra strap, "We should…we should go. It's getting late."

"Yeah, of course," he wipes at his reddened lips.

Jay didn't know how this night would end, but he already deemed it a success. Erin accepted the kiss. She didn't reject him. She embraced it.

"It's just Annie's wedding is in two days, and we have a lot to prep for. She's been staying at the apartment with me, my mom and Landon. I need to be well rested because we have to get up early tomorrow and run through a few things." They began swimming to the dock.

He used his upper body strength to pull himself up onto the dock, "You don't owe me an explanation."

"I feel like I do though," he reached over and pulled her up after him.

"No you don't," he opens up a towel and wraps it around her shoulders, "but it means the world to me that you care enough to think you do."

As she tightens the towel around her, she watches as Jay grabs the other one. The married couple began drying themselves off as they walked towards his car. He opened up the back door, and passed her the dress she wore, "We better get dressed."

"Yeah, explaining to my mom why I'm dressed in my underclothes is an awkward conversation that I do not want to have," she chuckles to lighten the mood.

"How's living with Bunny and Landon?" he begins buttoning up his shirt, "…honestly." He leaves the top four buttons undone as he reaches for his slacks.

She shimmies into the form-fitting dress, "It's been alright. My mom definitely has a young spirit. She has thrown a party at her house almost every night since I've been there," She holds her hair up and approaches him, "Can you zip me back up," he nods as she continues, "Landon is cool. He's good company. I don't really enjoy her parties so I'll just sit in her room, watch a game or read…or something and he'll normally join me."

"In Bunny's room?" He buttons his slacks.

"Yeah," she hesitantly says, sliding her heels back onto her feet, "He's good company."

"What do you two do?" he reaches into the car for his dress shoes.

She opens the passenger door, "Can we not do this?"

"Do what?"

"I know what you're trying to insinuate…and you're waiting for me to confirm or deny it."

"Well," he slides one shoe on, "is my insinuation correct?"

She hops inside and closes the door. She wanted to end this date on the best of notes. Jay getting jealous over Landon was not the best way to end it. Without looking in his direction as he hops in, she buckles her seat. He begins the car and their ride is filled with another awkward silence.

Lindsay promised herself she would try. She owed it to her past, present and future self to give this all she got and that started with honesty and letting Jay in. She pushed her wet strands of hair behind her ear, "We've kissed." She hears him inhale a deep breath, "…a lot." He releases it. "He wanted more. It almost led to more, but I always stopped it."

"Why?"

She was confused by his question, but she answered it anyway, "He's not my husband. Even though I don't remember you, we're married. I can't just sleep with someone else."

"Why?"

"…I don't know Jay! I don't know! All I know is my brain was telling me it'll be okay, sleep with him, but my heart was telling me not to do that to you. I…I don't know. It's all confusing."

"Landon's only trying to take advantage of you. He knew he would never try to kiss you if you had your memories. I don't blame you. I blame him. I'm not mad at you."

She sighs. It was all off her chest. If she did get her memories back, she didn't have to worry about keeping this secret from Halstead.

Erin reaches over and rests her hand atop of his. He accepts it and smiles. He usually wasn't the jealous type, but at the thought, at the possibility of losing Erin, jealously, protectiveness, everything he wasn't became him. The ride continued. He knew his wife would never choose to be with Landon, but this wasn't his wife…at least it wasn't her completely. She was missing one of the biggest pieces that created her…she was missing her memory. She didn't know what she wanted. He and Landon were painting upon a blank canvas that is Erin and the only advantage he had over Landon was the fact that she married him pre-accident.

"I trust you."

"Why?" It was her turn to question him.

"…because I have faith that your memories will come back and you'll kick Landon and your mother to the curb."

She smiles sadly, "Landon, he…he says I loved him. He says we're supposed to be together. I'm living with him. You have no reason to trust me. I don't trust me."

All Jay did was lift her hand and brush his lips across the back of it. He steered the wheel with his left hand as he kissed her right hand, "You said after the wedding, you're moving back in with me. Is that still the plan?"

"Yes."

"Good," he nods his head, "because I don't want you to get hurt. Landon isn't the same kid you grew up with…he's violent. He has a record."

"I have a record too Jay."

"…a non-violent one though. He has non-violent and violent charges. He's not a good guy."

She notices their home up ahead, "Even if he is violent, he won't hurt me. I can assure you of that. Landon may be a bit complicated, but he's actually good to me. He respects me."

"If he respected you, he wouldn't be trying to ruin your marriage."

"I'll see you in two days," once he parks the car, she steps out. She tried. She tried to keep things peaceful. She did her part.

As she pulls her keys out of her purse, Jay approaches her from behind. He reaches for her arm and gently turns her around, "I just…I just miss you…so much Erin. I love you." All she could do in response is blush. She pats his shoulder, pecks his cheek and turns to get into her car, "I'll see you at the wedding."

Halstead watches her get into her car, start the engine and pull off. He backs away slowly and approaches the front door of his home. Before he could insert the key into the lock, the door opens, "About time!" He hears Burgess and feels Ruzek pull him into his house.

"I really need to take your key from you. You both are abusing the privilege. It's for emergencies only." He feels Burgess grab his arm and lead him into the living room as Ruzek shut and locked the front door.

"This is an emergency," Kim announces, taking a seat on the couch, "You just got back from your date with Erin and we need to know the details."

Jay looks at Adam, and his closest friend raises his hand in defeat, "She actually needs to know the details. This was her idea, not mine."

"The date was amazing," he sits back and sighs, "it was kind of just like before," he places his hands behind his head and props his feet up on the coffee table, "Everything I love is still in Erin. She may not remember, but I can tell she wants to. She wants this to work out."

Burgess pats his leg, "Just be careful."

"Yeah," Adam approaches, and sits on the opposite side of his best friend, "Erin may not feel as strongly yet. Let her keep coming to you."

"I agree with Adam."

Adam turns to face his wife, "Pigs must be flying. Hell has frozen over because Kimberly Burgess-Ruzek has agreed with me. She thinks I'm right."

"Don't make me regret it," she rolls her eyes, playfully.

Erin uses the spare key to unlock the apartment door. She pushes it in and sees Annie sitting on the couch. One lamp is on in the living room. Her friend was nursing a can of beer, "I've been waiting up for you," Annie sets the beer down and rises to her feet.

"You didn't have to stay up."

"Yeah right," Annie rolls her eyes and approaches, "I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about you and Jay. I want to know how your date went. I like Jay."

"I do too," As she voices her agreement, her chin trembles, and Annie picks up a sense of sadness, "I don't know who I am anymore," she's slowly crumbling to pieces and Annie immediately swallows her into a hug, "I have a tattoo." Erin looks up and sticks out her finger.

"I know," Annie leads her friend to the couch.

"It's just…" she turns to face her friend after taking an uncomfortable seat on the torn and dilapidated couch, "Annie, I like Jay. I really do."

"I sense a but…"

"But I barely know him."

"There was a time where you barely knew all of us, but that's what time does. Time gives you a chance for strangers to become friends."

"I don't want to lose Landon in the process though." Erin feels Annie wrap her hands around hers, "I feel like if I'm with Jay, I lose Landon. And if I'm with Landon, I lose Jay."

"Do you want a relationship with Landon?"

"No…I don't know. I don't think I do. I want friendship. I think we weren't together for a reason. We didn't get married. We weren't dating. All of that was for a reason Annie. If anything, I want him as a friend. He's cool, he's entertaining and he's fun to be around."

Annie reaches forward and sets her hand against Erin's shoulder. She notices her friend's disheveled hair and had every reason to question her on it, but she chose to save that for later.

"Erin, you haven't spoken to him and Bunny in years. That was for a reason…the reason being, we don't know, but you have to find out. You need to know what they did. Please. If not for Jay, then do it for yourself. You deserve that. Don't fall into old habits."

"You're right," Erin brushed a strand of dried hair behind her ear.

"Erin!" she hears her mother announce as she enters the living room. Bunny was dressed in her pajamas, makeup free and ready for bed, "I'm glad I got to catch you before I went to bed. I have great news. You're going to love it." She approaches her daughter and pulls the young detective to her feet, "I got you a job at the diner I work at," Bunny starts bouncing up and down, "We can spend so much time together now. Isn't that great?"

"I already have a job."

"…working at the diner is what's best for you. I'm your mother," Bunny pats her daughter's cheek, "and mother knows best."