"Zoey!" Zach yelled and stood petrified behind his father, who knelt down to his little daughter.
"Honey? What happened? Where does it hurt you?" Jay asked worriedly and gently stroked a strand of hair from her face. Zoey lay on the floor in her room, crying.
"I-I f-fell d-down." She sobbed. Jay gently stroked her hair while looking for her injury. He took a deep breath. Meanwhile, Zach brought the stuffed animal of his sister. Zoey grabbed her dog and held him tightly in her arms.
"Zach. Get me a pair of scissors." Jay said. Immediately Zach jumped up and handed him a scissors a little later.
"Zoey. Everything will be fine." Jay soothed his crying child. He cut her trouser leg and paused. He was right with his guess. Zoey's leg was broken because a bone looked out.
"Ew." Zach pulled his face.
"Alright. Zoey. I think you have to go to the hospital." Jay said, pulling out his cell phone. Zach stayed with Zoey and chatted with her while Jay was on the phone.
"Do you know where the first aid kit is?" Jay asked. Zach nodded and sprinted off.
"Hey honey. Don't cry. Everything will be fine." Jay consoled his daughter and gently stroked her shoulder. Zach came back with the first aid kit. Jay took out a gauze bandage and covered the wound to protect it from germs.
"Did you fall off your loft bed?" Jay asked softly and Zoey nodded. The tears still flowed down her cheek. "It's half so bad, huh? I'm sure uncle Will and aunt Nat can help us." Jay whispered, wiping the tears in her face with his thumb.
"D-d-daddy s-stay with m-me." She sobbed.
"Honey. Hey. Of course I stay with you and Zach. We three belong together, huh?"
"It hurts so much." She cried.
"I know. The paramedics are on their way. They'll give you something for the pain right away. "
"They're coming." Zach said and sprinted down to the door so Sylvie and Gabby knew where to go. The social worker stood helplessly in the corner watching everything.
"Hey sweetie." Sylvie greeted the little girl, "I'll give you something for the pain."
"Wow, Jay. Are you planning to become a doctor?" Gabby joked, restraining the leg with a splint.
"Nah. I'll leave that to Will."
"Okay. We can go. You probably wanted to drive with siren, huh?" Sylvie asked grinning and the two kids nodded enthusiastically.
"Oh. Mrs. Winter, it would be nice if you could go now. I don't like having strangers in the house." Jay said and the social worker said goodbye, "You will hear from us."
The drive to the Med did not last too long. Zoey cried and still clutched her stuffed animal. Jay sat with Zoey and Gabby in the back of the ambulance, while Zach sat in the passenger seat.
"The x-rays are there. It is a simple break. Zoey will be picked up for surgery." Will said, who came to the treatment room.
"When?" Jay asked.
"In an hour."
"Okay. Thank you."
"Not for that." Will said, "Zach how's your ear."
"What did you say? I didn't hear you acoustically." Zach grinned.
"So as always." Will laughed and turned his attention to his little brother, "I didn't know that the two are back to you."
"Officially they are not." Jay smiled sadly and looked at the two. Zach tried to distract Zoey by a puzzle game.
"What do you mean?" Will asked.
"DCFS thinks dad has kidnapped us." Zach explained, "We just left our foster home because we want to stay with dad."
"What?" Will asked horrified, but understood immediately how it could come to the accident, "Zoey. Did you have a headache?"
Zoey nodded hesitantly.
"Will. What's your point?" Jay asked.
"The migraine triggered by stress. Zoey got a headache. She was dizzy and she fell off the loft bed and she landed unfavorably." Will explained and Zoey nodded slightly.
"Listen, Jay. I'll let the DCFS know that Zoey's headache was triggered by the fear of leaving you. In the hope that they can stay with you." Wil said.
Zoey's eyes were starting to tears. "I want my mommy." she cried. Helpless, the brothers looked at each other before Jay sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Honey. Everything will be alright, you hear? Once all this is over, we visit Mommy. I promise you." Jay said softly, holding her little hand.
"I want Mommy!" She screamed. Overwhelmed, Jay looked at his son and Will.
Zach sat silently in the chair at Zoey's bed. Will stood behind him and looked at Zoey sadly. It was the 5-year-old visibly too much.
"Zoey. Mom is always with us, even now." Zach said.
"Where?" Zoey sniffled and wiped her tears away with her sleeve.
"She lives on in us, so she can always be with us."
"Would you like to stay with Will and Natalie tonight?" Jay asked. They sat on the bench in the waiting room while Zoey is in surgery.
"Can't I stay with you and Zoey?" Zach asked.
"Sure."
"Dad? Promise me you'll fix it. I don't want to leave you."
"I try my best." Jay said.
"No. You should promise."
"I promise you that I'll do anything." Jay promised and carefully looked at his anxious son, "Hey. Heads up. That's just a routine operation."
"I know, but it's my fault it came to that." Zach breathed.
"There are always two to a conflict."
"That's what Toni said too."
"Well, you see." Jay winked and pulled out his phone, "I think it's time to call our secret weapon."
"Who? Grandpa?" Zach asked.
"Uh-huh." Jay mumbled and dialed the number.
Half an hour later, Hank trudged across the long white hospital corridor. "Halstead. What happened? Have you lost control?" Hank asked with a slightly angry undertone.
"Dad at least tried to bring his family back together while you did what? Hunt down criminals? You should apologize to us with a tiny little favor, don't you think?"
Hank stared with a half-open mouth at his grandson. He had not seen him, "Zachary."
"Zoey had an accident. She fell off the loft bed and now her leg is broken. But that's why you're not here. You should talk to the DCFS and make them understand that dad didn't kidnap us." Zach explained.
"Are you serious?" Hank asked shocked.
"Do I look like I'm kidding? You have to help us. We want to stay with dad. You should put in a good word. By the way Dad needs his old job back. In addition you forbid him to do much overtime and he should be off on weekends."
"Wow. You're tough." Voight wrinkled.
"I have that from mom."
Hank stood stunned in front of the two Halstead men and smiled slightly, "Well. I'll see what I can do, boss."
Jay sat next to his boy, marveling at his tone towards Hank. Meanwhile, Zach burst into great laughter, "You guys need to see your faces."
The surgery went perfectly. Zoey lay tired in a nicely decorated hospital room. Her dad and her big brother were at her side. While Jay sat at the edge of her bed, Zach played around with her crutches.
"Hello. Someone woke up." Hank smiled and sat down on the other side of the bed, "How are you, kiddo?"
"Great." Zoey beamed.
"Did you fulfill your mission?" Zach asked curiously.
"Yes, boss. Mrs. Winter actually reported your dad for kidnapping. Unfortunately, you shouldn't mess with me. She reported you missing after three days. That isn't how it works. So I teamed up with your uncle and dug up some dirty things about her."
"So we can stay with Dad?" Zach asked happily.
"Of course." Hank grinned.
"Yeah!" Zoey cheered and Zach fell thankfully over his grandpa's neck.
"Not so stormy little man. Part of the order is still missing." Hank took a breath, "Jay. Intelligence urgently needs a good detective."
"Thank you." Jay whispered, grinning.