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It was a Thursday night. The Halstead family had just finished dinner, and was now in their living room. Micah sat on the floor in front of the couch building with Legos. Jay sat on the couch flipping through the channels with Erin snuggled into his side. Macy climbed up into Erin's lap, resting her head on her mothers shoulder sleepily. In one hand she clutched her pale pink security blanket. This behavior was unusual for the two year old. Macy was usually hyper, energetic, and off the walls right up until bedtime. Erin didn't mind the snuggles from her daughter, actually she loved when Macy was calm and sweet like this, but this particular time it worried her. The daycare had sent home a flyer recently warning about flu season, and Erin couldn't help but fear that Macy was coming down with something.

"Do you feel okay baby?" Erin whispered in her two year olds ear.

"Mhm" Macy replied sleepily. Erin knew better than to take what her toddler said at face value. She lifted her hand to feel Macy's forehead. It wasn't hot, so she was relieved. Jay noticed her doing it though.

"Is she warm?" He mouthed the words to his wife making Erin shake her head no in response.

"Do you wanna go upstairs and lay down?" Erin asked the little girl while running her fingers through Macy's light brown, loose curls that fell barely even to shoulder length yet.

Macy nodded back 'yes' in response. This immediately tipped Erin off that something was wrong. Usually bedtime was a huge ordeal for the toddler. Crying and temper tantrums ensued almost every night come eight o'clock, but tonight she was eager to go to sleep.

Erin gave Jay a look communicating that something was definitely wrong. "Okay give daddy a hug and kiss goodnight, and then we can go upstairs."

Jay picked the little girl up off of Erin's lap, and after giving her a hug and kiss he placed his own hand on her forehead just to double check her temperature. Erin was right; The child was not running a fever.

Erin stood up and placed Macy on her hip. "Say goodnight to Mic."

"Na-night." Macy slurred her words together adorably so.

"Good night, goalie." Micah responded. Against Erin's wishes the nickname had never gone away. Her baby girl was forever stuck with the nickname goalie.

Upstairs Erin brought Macy into her and Jay's room, and laid her on the bed. Her diaper wasn't wet, so Erin began to put her pajamas on. Before putting on the child's pajama shirt Erin leaned down pressing her lips to Macy's stomach and blew a mouthful of air creating a vibration and loud noise. Macy laughed hysterically. The toddler hated bedtime usually, but loved pajama time because it was essentially playtime with mommy or daddy.

"Again! Again!" Macy laughed, so Erin complied receiving just as strong of a laughing reaction as the first time.

Erin couldn't help but admire just how adorable her daughter is when she laughs. Her dimples show, her bright blue eyes clench shut, her little round belly moves up and down.

After getting her pink and yellow-stripped pajamas on Macy sat up and grabbed her blanket. "I snuggle mommy?" She begged with big puppy dog eyes.

There was no way Erin could ever say no to that face, so she pulled back the blankets and agreed. "Okay, we can snuggle."

Macy crawled up the bed, and Erin got in beside her. Macy then immediately turned to face her mother, and buried her tiny face into Erin's chest. Once Macy had been asleep for a while Erin picked her up to carry her to her own room, but not before checking her temperature again. Jay was already upstairs getting Micah ready for bed, so she joined Jay in tucking Micah in, before they both went to their own bedroom to get around for the night.

Jay finished his nightly routine first, but Erin climbed into bed not long after. She sighed deeply when the room was quiet, letting Jay know she's worried. In response Jay rolled onto his side and pulled her into him.

"She's fine, Er. She doesn't even have a temp right now."

"Something is wrong though, Jay. I'm her mom, so I can just tell she's getting sick."

"Okay, and we'll deal with it if she is. Kids get sick. It's not a big deal."

"It's a big deal when we are in the middle of a huge case. What's the plan tomorrow just incase?"

"One of us will stay home with her, and the other will go to work. It's not a big deal. I'll do either. You can pick."

"You mean you'd stay home?" Erin asked curiously.

Jay contorted his face in disbelief of her question. "Of course I'd stay home. After that question I'm for sure staying home if needed tomorrow just to prove I can."

"I didn't mean it like that." She chuckled.

"I think you were questioning if I could handle our sick daughter, and I'm completely capable."

"Okay super dad. You can stay home then."

"Good. I will."

Sure enough Macy woke up at five am crying and vomiting with the stomach flu. Erin brought her into the bathroom to clean her up, and Jay took the bedding down to the wash. After that they let Macy sleep in their room next to Erin with a trashcan handy beside the bed.

When the alarm clock went off a few hours later Erin was reluctant to leave her sick child. She knew Jay would be fine and could handle it, but it was just that Macy had never really been sick before, nothing more than a small cold.

Macy was fast asleep, and Jay rolled over to face Erin, now awake due to the alarm clock. "Go to work. I'll get Micah on the bus, and I'll keep an eye on her temperature. If it doesn't seem to go down I'll call the pediatrician. We'll be fine. I promise." Jay reassured her.

After sighing deeply Erin agreed. "Okay just make sure she drinks lots of fluids. Keep her hydrated."

"Baby, I got this. Now go."

That day Erin must have called ten times. Each time annoying Jay with what felt like hundreds of questions. He knew he probably would have been doing the same thing had she stayed home instead though.

Macy didn't want to eat and refused to consume anything but apple juice, so after her third sippy cup full he started giving her a mixture of half water and half juice. She was to little to notice the difference.

The poor little girl was a shell of typically wild and energetic self. She slept on and off most of the day. She tried to play dolls with Jay once but only made it about fifteen minutes before breaking out into tears that her tummy hurt. Thankfully she hadn't vomited anymore since the morning, probably because she wasn't eating and didn't have anything in her stomach.

Jay spent most of the afternoon snuggled up with her on the couch comforting her until she fell asleep, and sometimes even falling asleep himself while she slept. This is exactly how Erin found them when she got home.

The unit finished the case early, and Voight could tell how worried she was so he sent her home for the day. Micah wasn't even off the school bus yet when she arrived home.

In living room Jay lied sprawled out on the sofa with Macy fast asleep snuggled up on his chest. Her pale pink security blanket draped over her tiny body. Both slept with their mouths slightly agape breathing softly. Jay had one hand placed protectively, yet comfortingly on Macy's little back, and Macy gripped a tiny fist full of her daddies T-shirt for comfort. It had to be one of the most precious things Erin had ever seen in her entire life. Despite how stressed and worried she'd been all day, it was all worth it to come home and see this.