- It's 2 am Halstead ... I hope you have a good reason. Really good. So ... Either you're in the hospital or you ...

- It's Erin.

He stops talking. I heard his respiration through the telephone.

- She's gone.

- What do you mean?

- She's gone, I repeat.

- I understood that, he replies sarcastically. But 2 am? You let her go alone. What the hell have you done?

I don't answer. I can't. Because I can't believe what's happened...

- HALSTEAD !

- She ... broked up and she left. I ...

I can't even finish my sentence. I feel a lump in my throat.

- I'm coming.

I don't answer. I know it's a hard thing for him considering his dissatisfaction with Erin and me.

- Halstead?

- ... Yeah ...

- I'm coming. Okay?

- ... Yeah ...