It's been a while, but here I am! School is kicking my butt, but these random burst of inspo have been helping. Hopefully this kicks me back into gear.

I'm gonna keep this short so y'all can get to reading. Please leave suggestions for songs that give you #feels! Always on the hunt for new ideas!

Inspired by Do I Make You Wanna by Billy Currington.

Do I make you wanna dance real slow?

This thing that had been between them felt foreign and familiar. It was a feeling neither could describe. They weren't even dating but the pull was to strong. It could never happen, but it was these moments that were worth holding onto.

She really had all but dragged him out tonight. It would be the first time in years she has seen any of these people and after the run in with Stephanie at their airport, she didn't wanna be known as the street kid from high school. She pulled her life together and turned it around and had become proud of the person she was today.

But seeing Stephanie flash that, in her opinion, gaudy ring in her face, she realized she was missing that one thing. No guy had compared. Except Jay, her mind had whispered. Nothing could happen, and nothing would, and she cursed herself that the first thing she thought of when she saw him walking into the district that morning was asking him to be her fake fiancé. By then, she was committed and determined to make this ruse work.

Just like undercover.

But then, turning that corner and seeing all her old, and single, classmates greeting each other with squeals of laughter, it hit her. This wasn't her, it never was and never would be. She could tell Jay was staring at them too, probably wondering how her teenaged-self went to school with the likes of these people. People who had grown up with privilege and a family, two things Erin had been without. It didn't take her more than five seconds to grab Jay's wrist and pull him back around the corner, back towards the parking garage they parked in after she picked him up.

"Hey, Erin," he heard Jay say from beside her. She didn't let up on her mission to be as far away from that hotel ballroom as she could be.

"Erin, stop," he tried again, this time planting his feet and causing her to get pulled back towards him. He used the leverage from her hand on his wrist to turn her around where she reluctantly met his eyes.

"What's wrong?" he asked, those inquisitive eyes staring into hers.

"It's all a lie," she replied, her gaze moving down to the black heels she wore. "eI realized I'm not like them and I never will, so what's the point?"

Jay didn't say anything, because he didn't know exactly what to say. He didn't know much about her past, but he had a vague idea. He knew she had a record and some kind of past with Voight, but that was about it. But the reaction he got when he first asked her about her CI file always flashed in his mind when he thought about asking her more.

"Well I can't answer that for you," he replied. "But we're dressed up, so there is nothing wrong with going out for a drink while we are out right?"

Erin smiled when he dropped the subject and turned back around as Jay led the way towards the other hotel they passed on the way. Ever the gentleman he was, he opened the door and offered her his arm as he continued towards the hotel bar. The ease at which he carried himself made Erin wonder if he had done this before.

The conversation was easy as the settled in to a table by the window, giving them a view of downtown. She surprised herself by opening up about her high school years and he listened. He surprised her by taking her hand and the look in her eyes was one she had never seen from anyone, ever. Erin could see kindness in her eyes, a softness that she had never seen a man possess and aimed at her, ever. The feel of his hand holding her small one was different, a good different. The closeness of his face when they stood and the recognition of their height difference did something to her. She guessed this was how people felt when they felt butterflies.

"Maybe one day," she said softly, glancing down and back up at him, watching a smile fall on his face.

"Oh, definitely," he replied, moving to the side to let her take the lead. His arm went around her shoulders in what was a friendly gesture, but as they walked, it slipped lower to wrap around her waist. Even as she just told him that they couldn't, she didn't have the heart to remind him. It felt good and right and everything she ever hoped.

As they neared the elevator, the soft piano music registered. Looking over, they noticed the piano they hadn't seen before, as well as a few couples on a makeshift dance floor, softly swaying to the melody. Erin didn't say anything, but allowed Jay to pull her over, joining the three other couples surrounding the piano. One of his arms wrapped around her waist as the other grasped her hand, pulling it, and her, towards his chest. His head dipped lower until she could feel his breath against her ear.

"I wanted to give you something memorable about tonight."

Do I make you wanna lean back, lay back and kiss me?

"This is heaven," Erin said softly. Jay must have opened the balcony doors earlier that morning and there was a slight breeze flowing in. Speaking of Jay, she still had yet to see him this morning.

As if he could hear her thoughts, she heard the hotel room door open and shut. Seconds later, he walked into the bedroom of the suite that was home for the week.

"Here ya go, babe," he said, handing her the to-go cup from the coffee shop in the lobby of the hotel. That had been a plus for them when they booked the room.

"Thank you," she said, taking a sip and letting the coffee wake her up. Her eyes had fluttered shut as the first sip of her morning coffee rushed through her system, and when she opened them again, she was met with a paper bag in front of her face.

"Couldn't have coffee without food."

Taking the bag from Jay, she opened it, not bothering to set the coffee cup down.

"Blueberry muffins?" she aske excitedly and Jay nodded in response.

"Only the best for my fiancée," he replied.

Erin smiled as she looked down at the diamond ring on her finger. She remembered his proposal like it was yesterday, even though it was. She would bet she would forever remember that moment in her life.

"It's perfect," she replied, and not talking about her muffin or her ring. There had been enough tears last night over the ring when Jay explained it had been his mother's. But she had been referring to his actual proposal that had been so them it made her heart explode.

They had spent the day walking around the little downtown area before touring one of the local monuments. It had been an old fort that was important at one time and Jay, being the nerd he was, had seen a documentary on it and nearly begged Erin to let them go explore.

The summer heat and the ease of the day had them falling into bed for a much-needed nap when they returned to their hotel. By the time they woke up, it was nearing sunset and Erin had barely been awake when Jay rolled over and whispered so softly she thought she was dreaming.

"Marry me?"

"What is?" Jay asked, bringing her back to the present.

"Everything," she replied, changing her answer.

"You deserve it all," Jay said, leaning against the dresser. He was content to just watch her, sipping coffee and eating her muffin while clearly in a daze about the events of their trip. They had planned something for their five year anniversary, and he couldn't think of a better time to propose.

It was him that was lost in his own thoughts when he heard her.

"Come her," she said softly. Her coffee and muffin was sitting on the bedside table as she sat up, the blankets falling over her legs. Jay did as he was told, setting his own coffee down. As he closed the distance, her hand stretched out, wanting to pull him towards her. She did and with enough force as they fell back against the many pillows and rumpled comforter and sheets. Her hand reached up to rest against his face, and Jay smiled at a variety of things, but the biggest being the feel of her ring against his skin. It was a feeling he was already used to and would savor for the rest of his life.

"I love you," she said, reaching up to kiss him.

"I love you, too," he replied, kissing her again as they fell back into bed.

Find a limb to hang your clothes?

The past few days had been heaven. Both of them had been surprised when Voight had given them a few days off, but neither were complaining. Their previous case had been tough, and it had rattled them all. The undercover stint they had been on had Erin too close for anyone's comfort to her old vices, a thought that rattled Jay and Hank the most.

It had been Voight's suggestion to Jay that they take a long weekend and get out of town, and of course, Jay had the perfect plan. They left early Friday morning for Wisconsin with strict plans to not come back to the district until Tuesday. Erin didn't seem to complain about his driving, but he may or may not have planned them leaving so early, knowing he would be up and dragging a grumbling Erin to the car.

It had been late afternoon when they arrived and had spent a lazy night around the cabin. Saturday was spent the same way until Jay dragged them both on a hike around the property, that he neglected to tell her was close to 10 acres.

"Come on, slowpoke," he called over his shoulder. He knew she was getting tired, they had been out here for close to two hours, but they were close to his favorite spot.

"Well I'm sorry I don't have legs as long as yours, Jay," she shot back, and he did turn around them. Despite the frustrated look on her face, he couldn't help but smile. Her hair was falling from the tight pony tail she had done when they left and framed her now red face, shaded from the heat, sun and her own growing exhaustion. Despite all that, she still looked gorgeous to him.

"Do you want me to carry you?" he asked, half joking.

Erin's head whipped up to meet his gaze and a smile fell onto her face.

"Yes please," she replied and picked up speed to get to him. Jay had since taken the backpack he wore with their lunch off his back, holding it to her to put on. She did and without warning, jumped onto his back. He, of course, caught her but not before laughing as her arms and legs wrapped around him.

"Comfy?" he asked and she nodded into his neck, where he could feel her smiling.

Not even ten minutes later, he heard Erin gasp when they reached the small lake towards the edge of the property. It was just the same as he remembered, but it felt different. And Jay could guess it was the fact that he was sharing it with the most important person in his life.

"This is my favorite place," he began while he felt Erin slide off his back. "I've done a lot of thinking sitting out here when I came back."

Erin didn't say anything, but she knew plenty. She simply grasped his hand, but it didn't last long until he released their hands and moved towards the water, stripping his shirt as he did. He looked back to find Erin staring and smirked.

"Well come on," he said, throwing his shirt over a bare tree limb.

"But I didn't bring a suit," she replied but to her surprise, Jay's clothes kept coming off.

"We don't need one," he replied with a wink. He turned back to the branch, toeing off his shoes and hanging the rest of his clothes up. He figured a show would get her going and headed towards the water, but he didn't make it very far until he felt her jump onto his back again. The only difference was that her own body was bare this time and he could feel the cool metal of the ring on her finger against his hot skin.

"Lead the way," she whispered into his ear before he sprinted into the water, her laughter ringing through the air.

Act just like you don't care now

"Babe," Jay said softly. "You need to get up."

"Nooo," she groaned, turning to the empty side where he had previously been sleeping.

"Yes," he replied. "We've gotta get going if we are going to meet them in time."

The series of grunts that followed made him laugh and climb back onto the bed. His hands went to either side of her head, effectively trapping her as he leaned down to kiss her forehead.

"You've been waiting for this day for a month, why so grumpy?"

"Because I'm tired and I need energy for when we bring him home."

"Would it make you feel better if I promise you a nap when we get back?" he asked, and in response, his wife turned towards him, cracking one eye open to stare up at him.

"Promise?" she asked.

"I will even order Purple Pig for dinner," he replied, kissing her fully for the first time that morning.

"You've got yourself a deal, Halstead."

She was much more excited after the morning make out session that followed before Jay broke it off, telling her they really needed to go if they wanted to make it on time. He bribed her with coffee from their favorite café downtown before embarking on the hour-long drive outside the city. Since they got married, she had surprisingly let up on him driving outside of work. But her excitement was too great right now that she wasn't sure if she could concentrate on driving.

"Babe, will you calm down?" Jay asked when they were about 15 minutes away.

"I'm too excited!" she replied, squeezing his hand that rested on her thigh. Right now, they were glad they brought the truck as opposed to either of their Jeeps. The gravel on the dirt road they had turned down was making for a bump ride, along with the various mud puddles they hit. It wasn't much longer until they reached the end and a farmhouse came into view. Erin was nearly out of the truck by the time they parked.

She waited rather impatiently for him to get out and grabbed onto his hand when he got close. The slightly chilling breeze had her snuggling closer to him as he kissed the top of her forehead.

"Jay, Erin, great to see you again!" came a calm voice. They both turned to see the older woman they had met a month prior walking out the front door.

"Ready to take him home?"

They both nodded before she showed them inside. The excited sounds coming from the living room off to the side had Erin bouncing up and down even more.

"Here he is."

Jay let go of his wife's hand to reach down and pick up the puppy. He licked Jay's face when he got close enough and he had to tighten his hold even more to keep him in his arms.

Erin of course fawned over the dog, scratching him behind ears that were still too big for him.

"My son is bringing around the crate to put into your truck, but other than that, he is all yours."

The drive back was filled with just as much excitement. The little puppy was relatively calm on the drive back, mostly adjusting to the car ride and his new owners. As Jay suspected, Erin crashed when they got home, the total excitement taking its toll on her. Like he promised, he took care of the puppy, affectionately named Sniper (Erin's idea, not his) while she retreated upstairs to nap.

It was close to six when she came back downstairs to find Jay and their dog playing in the basement, also known as his mancave. Erin was content to watch the two, already becoming best friends before yawning loud enough to get their attention.

"Your kid is not nice," she said to Jay, walking over towards her husband and their new puppy.

"My kid?" he questioned, looking at her while Sniper pulled on the rope toy in Jay's hand.

"Yeah, I don't think I am ready for two Jay Halstead's in this house."

He had to laugh then, watching her curl up on the couch. Her hair had fallen out of the messy bun she had thrown up before sleeping, but his eyes fell to her stomach, which was definitely showing more nowadays. She could get away with loose sweaters, but the way she sat had what he was pretty sure was his shirt pull across her bump.

"I feel gassy half the time and I'm pretty sure I'm spending most of my time in the bathroom either peeing, pooping or throwing up. And it is definitely your kid because I crave the weirdest things and he is developing his daddy's appetite."

As she rambled on, he had been moving closer to her, one hand bracing himself on the back of the couch while the other fell to her stomach.

"Well if that is the case, then I will order extra truffles."

"You are too good to me," she whispered, softly kissing him.

"Well it is a good thing I married you."

"I'm serious Jay, no one has ever made me feel this loved and protected. It's the reason I fell in love with you, it's the reason I'm always up to trying something new. Because you're there, and for the first time in my life, I feel like I can be myself, a part of me I didn't know existed."

Jay just smiled at her, absorbing her words and taking them to hear.

"You're always been you, babe, you just needed the right person to stand by you."

She kissed him again, this one lasting longer but not if they wished before their pup was getting impatient and lacking attention.

"Okay, okay, let's go," he replied, picking up the rope again while Erin sat and watched, thankful this was her family, and this was her life.