Jay Halstead walked over to the driver's side of the car, his new partner flashed him a look. This was the third day he'd been working with her, and she was always driving. Jay decided to test his luck today.

"Uh…are you lost?" Erin Lindsay said sarcastically, shoving him out of the way and getting into the driver's seat, smirking as she did. Jay circled around the car and sat in the passenger's seat.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, Jay with a defeated look on his face. Erin rolled her eyes and let out a silent laugh.

"What's your problem?" she asked Jay.

"Nothing." Jay snapped.

"Spit it out, Halstead." Erin snapped back.

"Are you ever gonna let me drive?" Jay asked.

Erin laughed hysterically in response. "I'm being serious, Lindsay!" Jay said. Erin pulled up to the shop they were checking out, and started getting out of the car.

"The day the Cubs win the World Series, I'll let you drive." Erin said half-jokingly.

"Oh right. The baseball team that hasn't won a World Series in 106 years. I'll be dead by the time that happens." Jay said with a laugh, as they made their way into the store.

Jay couldn't help but smile at the memory that replayed in his head as he sat at Erin's bedside a day and a half after the accident. It had been the roughest day and a half he'd experienced since he was in Afghanistan, and that memory was exactly what he needed to keep him going. He didn't sleep well; he woke up every 15 minutes to check on Erin. He probably had a total of 4 hours of sleep over the last 36 hours. He called Voight with an update after the first night, which was disappointing for the two of them, and for the whole unit. Surprisingly the day before when Jay called Voight after the first night of the accident asking for personal day off, Voight ordered Halstead to stay with Erin at all times, which Jay was so thankful for.

The intelligence team stopped in the day after the accident to check on Erin, to bring Jay some clothes and a toothbrush, and to give him an update on Joseph Werner. They took him off life support, as his condition seemed to be getting worse by the hour. They also talked to Jade, who told them about the accident and how Erin saved her life. She said she couldn't wait to thank her when she woke up. Jay was expecting the unit to be back at the hospital in a few hours after shift, so he decided try to watch TV to take his mind off of things.

He dozed off for a few minutes, and daydreamed about the night they had at Navy Pier a few weeks ago, and how everything was so perfect. Too perfect, he thought to himself now. He was pulled away from his thoughts when a woman with short blonde hair walked into the room.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know she had company. I'm…I'm Bunny, Erin's mom." The woman said, sticking her hand out.

Yeah biologically, Jay thought to himself. Erin told him stories about her mother, and knew that she was anything but motherly to her growing up. Erin resented her for it, and Jay didn't blame her.

"Jay Halstead, I'm Erin's partner," Jay said, shaking her hand. Bunny walked over to Erin's bed, and held her daughter's hand. "I heard about it on the news. I've been worried sick."

"Yeah, I'm sure," Jay, said, briefly.

"Part of me is relieved she isn't awake yet. I don't know what I would've said to her if she were. We aren't on the best terms right now. And I'm not sure why." Bunny said, walking over to the couch.

"Probably because you were never there for her, and now all of the sudden you want a relationship." Jay snapped.

"Excuse me?" Bunny said.

At that moment, Jay lost it. "You heard me. Erin told me about you. How she found you overdosed on the kitchen floor when she was 9. How you would leave her for days at home in the winter with no heat and barely any food to eat. And how you just stopped coming home when she was 15 because you were to busy getting high in some alley. But now you show up, all these years later, and expect her to want you back in her life."

Bunny rose from the couch, stunned. "It's probably best if I go," she said, quickly walking out of the room. Jay walked to Erin's bed and kissed her cheek.

"I'm sorry about that. I shouldn't have let her get to me. I've been kind of wanting to do that since you told me about her." He said to Erin, worried that she could hear everything around him. "Anyways, the intelligence team is gonna be here in about an hour. Hopefully you'll be awake so we can sit around and crack jokes like we used to."

An hour later, the intelligence unit showed up, along with Burgess and Roman. They all sat around and told stories for a while, trying to keep the mood light, hoping that Erin's eyes would flutter open and she would join the conversation. They stayed until visiting hours were over, and Jay said goodbye to all of them.

"If anything changes, you call me right away." Voight said, before leaving. Jay nodded, and sat on the edge of Erin's hospital bed.

"Being together isn't the same without you, Erin. I thought I loved spending time with the unit. But really all this time, it wasn't the unit I loved spending time with. It was you. I just need see your eyes open, and I need to hear your voice again, and see your smile and those dimples that make me weak." Jay said to her, hoping for any response.

Jay thought he was hallucinating when he saw Erin's hand twitch. But then it happened again, and she slowly slid her hand so that she was touching his. And then, her hazel eyes fluttered open, and looked at Jay.

Barely audible, she gave Jay a small smile, and said, "Hi, Halstead."

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