Thanks for the lovely words about this one you guys! Here's chapter two! Enjoy and review! :)

Jay walked back into the waiting room, a smile on his face. That smile soon faded when he saw Voight stand from his seat and walk over to him, a serious look on his face. "How did this happen?" he asked, the words spilling out of his mouth quickly. Jay looked at him. "What?" Voight gave him an annoyed look. "Halstead. Erin was stabbed. The doctor told me that it was most likely by a clean blade. This wasn't an accident, Jay." Jay never even thought about that. He was just so worried about Erin and hoping that she was okay, that he hadn't really put too much thought into how it even happened.

"So. When we get back to the precinct, you're gonna tell me what happened. Everything that happened, you understand?" Jay just nodded and followed Voight out of the hospital. The drive back to the NYPD precinct was quiet. When they walked into the front door, Benson pulled Voight aside to talk about what she had gotten out of their fake security friend. Jay stood by the window, looking into the interrogation room at him. He wasn't paying attention to anything going on around him, or even the man that his eyes were focused on. Instead, his mind was elsewhere. He kept playing it back. What could've happened?

"Halstead." Voight's husky voice pulled him out of his thoughts. He turned and him and Benson were standing beside him. "Come on." He silently followed Voight into Benson's office. She closed the door behind her and stood next to Hank. "So. What happened?" he asked Jay, folding his arms in front of him. Jay knew he wasn't angry at him in any way, he just wanted to know what happened to Erin. Who would've done this to his daughter. Jay looked down at his feet before he finally took a breath. "We spotted that guy, who's in the interrogation room..." "Johnson." Benson chimed in. Jay nodded. "Yeah, Johnson. He took off out the front door of the daycare center and we followed him. Me and Erin ran across the street, Benson stayed on her side. He ran back across at the corner and we followed. I stopped because a taxi nearly hit us both. Erin ran past me and some jogger ran into her. They both got knocked down and-"

"Wait." Voight's hand came up. "A jogger ran into her?" he asked, slightly confused. Jay looked from Voight to Benson and back. "Shit." he hissed, hanging his head. "The jogger. If he was even that, he had a hoody on." he sighed and rubbed his forehead, slightly beginning to fidget his feet. "He got up and took off. He didn't stick around." Benson sighed. "Did anyone catch a glimpse at this 'jogger'?" she asked. Jay shook his head. "I didn't really. But he was probably around my height, skinnier than me. Maybe Erin saw him?" Hank nodded. "Okay. You go talk to her. I'll see if I can get this Johnson character to give up anything. He might have been working for him or the guy that he's working for. It's a long shot, but if we can find this so called 'jogger' we might get some more information we need."

"Okay. I'll go with Halstead. Voight fill in Rollins and take her in there with you, alright?" Benson said, following Jay out of the office after Hank nodded.

"Thank you." Erin said to her nurse after she changed her bandages. "If you're really that uncomfortable with the gown on, we've got some sweats you can slip on." the nurse said, seeing Erin glaring as she looked at it in her hand. "Really? That would be great." The nurse left the room and came right back holding a pair of gray sweat pants and a white tank top. "We get lots of teenage girls that complain a a lot. I decided to get some cheap sweats for them to wear so I don't have to deal with them complaining." Erin chuckled. "Thank you so much." The nurse nodded. "If you need anything else, you just let me know Erin, okay?" Erin nodded and made her way into the bathroom dropping the gown on the floor and taking her IV pole and the clothes in with her.

Halstead and Benson walked into the hospital and to Erin's room. Her door was closed and he went to go open it, glancing through the small window on the door. His hand went to his gun as he saw the bed messed up, her hospital gown on the floor and no sign of Erin anywhere in the room. "Halstead, what's wrong?" Benson asked, noticing his move to his weapon and pushed through the door quickly, ready to see something bad. The room was indeed empty. Jay rushed for the nurses desk but Benson grabbed his arm. "Calm down, the lights on in the bathroom." He stopped and embarrassingly made his way back into the room. "I get it." Benson said, noticing the redness in his cheeks. He gave her a confused look, but didn't have time to ask what she meant because the bathroom door opened.

Erin walked out and jumped at the sight of the two people in her room. "Geez." she said, putting her hand on her chest. A slight strike of pain went through her stomach and she took a sharp breath it. "Sorry. You okay?" Jay asked, walking over to her. "I'm fine, Jay." she put her hands in the sweat pant pockets. "What's up?" she asked. Benson exchanged a look with Jay and opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by Erin. "It's about the kid, huh?" she asked, raising her eyebrow. They both nodded. "Yeah, I've been thinking about that too. He gave me a weird look after he got up off of me. Almost scared, but at the same time apologetic..." she trailed off and slowly made her way to the bed again, sitting on the edge of it. "I can't explain it." she said, looking at her hands.

It was quiet in the hospital room for a minute before Benson sat on the other end of the bed. "Do you think you'd be able to give us description of what he looked like, Erin?" Erin looked up at her, taking a breath in. She nodded. "Yeah, uh..." she waited until Jay took out his notepad. "I didn't catch a height, but he had to have weighed like, 130 pounds. Maybe 140? He was white. Dark brown hair, green eyes, clean shaven. By the look of him, he couldn't have been older than 16 or 17 years old. He was young. But he knew what he was doing, but like I said, it seemed as though he didn't want to have done it, but..." she trailed off again.

Jay put a hand on her shoulder. "This is great, Erin. What's Antonio like to say?" he gave her a smirk. Erin scoffed, smiling back. "'It's more than what we had before.'" Jay nodded, let his thumb rub her shoulder. "That's right." Erin smiled up at him. "Have you talking to the security impersonator yet? Does he know anything about this?" "Him and Rollins were just going in to ask him about this when he left to come here." Benson said, getting off the bed. "Have you eaten anything yet, Lindsay?" Erin looked up at the woman. She hadn't even thought about food, or the fact that she actually was hungry.

"Uhh, no actually. After him and Voight left, I took a nap." she said, gesturing to Jay. Olivia nodded. "'ll go grab you something from the cafeteria." she smiled as she left the room. Jay sighed and sat in the chair next tot he bed, hanging his head slightly. "What's wrong?" she asked, reading her partner like the front of a book. He looked up at her. "I should've known, Erin." She gave him a confused look. "I should've stopped the kid. I should've checked on you sooner. I should've done a handful of things that I didn't." Erin shook her head. "Jay, stop. I didn't do anything either. The idiot that I am got up and tried to ignore it, when I shouldn't have." she gave him a small smile and kicked her foot out, connecting with his leg. He smiled at her.

"You're lucky you're hurt or I'd kick your ass right n-" "Jay." Erin said, staring out the hospital room window, a shocked look on her face. Jay followed her gaze. "What?" "The kid at the desk, talking to the nurse." She said, slowly getting up off the bed and going to the window. Jay looked. Hoodie, dark brown, white. Erin and Jay exchanged looks of shock and disbelief. The kid said something to the nurse and turned, looking straight at the two detectives inside the room, staring back at him. Green eyes. "You've got to be kidding me." Erin said under her breath. Jay touched her shoulder and walked out of her room.

The kid didn't say anything, just looked at him. After a second of silence, Jay grabbed his cuffs. "Turn around, put your hands behind your back." The kid stayed silent as he did what Jay said to him. "What's going on?" Benson asked, coming back down the hall. "Say hello to the 'jogger'." Olivia looked through the window, to Erin who was just watching. She nodded and handed Jay the yoghurt she had gotten Erin. "I'll take him to the car." Before she was able to start walking the kid turned. "Can I talk to her?" he asked, nodding towards Erin.

"No." Jay snapped, coldly. The kids face fell. "Is she gonna be okay?" he asked, glancing at her again. "She's gonna be fine, come on." Benson said, forcing the kid out of the hallway. Jay walked back into the room, handing Erin her yoghurt. She didn't even touch it, just looked at him waiting for him to talk. He sighed. "He wanted to talk to you." Erin raised her eyebrow. "Why didn't you let him?" she asked. Jay shook his head and didn't say anything else. She let out a breath, but didn't push it and just walked back over to her bed, sitting on it.

"Benson's waiting for me. We'll talk to him. I'll come back right after." Jay said, walking over to her and touching her cheek before walking towards the door. Erin gave him a half smile before he disappeared through it. She set the yoghurt on the bedside table and clicked her emergency button. She needed to get out of here and talk to that kid herself.