The next morning, the apartment was quiet and peaceful. The first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. Erin was in the kitchen, making coffee, when she heard a knock at the door. She quickly went to answer it, finding the rest of the Intelligence Unit standing there.

"Morning, Erin," Voight greeted, his expression serious.

"Morning, Hank," Erin replied, stepping aside to let them in. "What's going on?"

Voight glanced around the apartment. "Where's Jay?"

Erin sighed softly. "He's still asleep, cuddled into Nadia. They had a rough night."

The team exchanged concerned looks, and Erin sensed that something was wrong. "What is it, Hank? What's going on?"

Voight took a deep breath, his expression grim. "Will's been arrested."

Erin's eyes widened in shock. "What? Why?"

Voight shook his head. "It's a complicated situation. We need to talk to Jay about it."

Erin nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "I'll go wake him up."

She made her way to the bedroom, where Jay and Nadia were still asleep. Jay was curled up next to Nadia, his arm draped protectively over her. Erin gently shook his shoulder. "Jay, wake up. We need to talk."

Jay stirred, blinking sleepily. "What's going on, Erin?"

Erin's expression was serious. "The team is here. There's something you need to know."

Jay sat up, his concern growing. "What is it?"

Erin hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Will's been arrested."

Jay's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "What? Why?"

Erin shook her head. "Voight didn't give me all the details. We need to go talk to him."

Jay nodded, his mind racing with worry. He gently kissed Nadia's forehead. "I'll be right back, babe."

Nadia, still half-asleep, nodded. "Okay, Jay. Be careful."

Jay and Erin made their way back to the living room, where the rest of the team was waiting. Voight stepped forward, his expression serious. "Jay, we need to talk about Will."

Jay took a deep breath, bracing himself for whatever was to come. "Tell me everything."

Jay took a deep breath, bracing himself for the news. "What happened to Will? Why was he arrested?"

Voight's expression was serious. "It's about Natalie. She… she died, Jay. And they've arrested Will in connection with her death."

Jay's face went pale, and he felt a wave of shock and disbelief wash over him. "What? No, that can't be right. Will would never hurt Natalie."

Erin stepped closer, her hand on Jay's shoulder. "We're still trying to get all the details, but it looks like they're accusing him of being involved somehow."

Jay shook his head, struggling to process the information. "This doesn't make any sense. Will loved Natalie. He would never do anything to harm her."

Voight nodded, his expression sympathetic. "I know, Jay. But we need to get to the bottom of this. We need to find out what really happened."

Jay's mind raced with a thousand thoughts. He felt a mix of anger, confusion, and overwhelming sadness. "I need to see him. I need to talk to him."

Voight placed a reassuring hand on Jay's shoulder. "We'll make sure you get to see him, Jay. But right now, we need to focus on finding out the truth."

Nadia, who had been listening from the bedroom doorway, stepped forward. "Jay, I'm so sorry. This must be so hard for you."

Jay looked at her, his eyes filled with pain. "I just can't believe it, Nadia. Will's my brother. I know he didn't do this."

Nadia wrapped her arms around Jay, offering him comfort. "We'll figure this out, Jay. We'll get to the truth."

The rest of the team nodded in agreement, their resolve stronger than ever. They knew they had a difficult road ahead, but they were determined to support Jay and uncover the truth about what happened to Natalie.

The next morning, the Intelligence Unit was busy preparing for court. The atmosphere was tense, everyone focused on the task at hand. Nadia, feeling a bit better, decided to check on Jay. She walked into the bedroom and found him standing in front of the mirror, struggling to tie his tie. His breathing was labored, and he looked visibly stressed.

"Jay, are you okay?" Nadia asked, her voice filled with concern.

Jay glanced at her, his hands trembling as he tried to tie the knot. "I can't seem to get this right, and I can't breathe properly."

Nadia quickly moved to his side, gently taking the tie from his hands. "Let me help you, babe. Just take deep breaths."

Jay nodded, trying to calm himself as Nadia expertly tied his tie. She looked into his eyes, her expression soft and reassuring. "You're going to be okay, Jay. We'll get through this together."

Jay took a deep breath, feeling a bit more at ease. "Thanks, Nadia. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Nadia smiled, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "You don't have to worry about that. I'm not going anywhere."

Just then, Erin walked in, her expression serious. "Jay, the team is ready. We need to head to court."

Jay nodded, feeling a renewed sense of determination. "Alright, let's do this."

Nadia gave him one last reassuring squeeze before they joined the rest of the team. As they made their way to the courthouse, the weight of the situation hung heavily over them, but they knew they had each other's backs.

The next morning, the Intelligence Unit arrived at the courthouse, the weight of the situation heavy on their shoulders. Erin led the way, her expression serious as she guided the team inside. They took their seats, the tension palpable.

Jay sat beside Nadia, his mind racing with worry about his brother. As the courtroom settled, the doors opened, and Will was escorted in. Jay's heart sank at the sight of his brother. Will looked frail and bony, a shadow of his former self. His eyes were hollow, and his movements slow and unsteady.

Jay couldn't help but gasp, the sound escaping before he could stop it. Nadia immediately placed a comforting hand on his knee, gently squeezing it. "It's okay, Jay. We're here for him."

Will's eyes scanned the room, and when he saw Jay, a flicker of recognition and relief crossed his face. He gave a small, weak nod, acknowledging his brother's presence.

Voight leaned over to Jay, his voice low and steady. "Stay strong, Jay. We're going to get to the bottom of this."

Jay nodded, his eyes never leaving Will. "I just can't believe this is happening."

The proceedings began, and the prosecution laid out their case. The details of Natalie's death were harrowing, and the accusations against Will were serious. Jay listened intently, his heart aching for his brother.

Throughout the hearing, Nadia kept her hand on Jay's knee, her presence a constant source of support. The rest of the team sat nearby, their expressions a mix of concern and determination.

As the day wore on, the defense presented their arguments, highlighting inconsistencies and raising doubts about the prosecution's case. Jay felt a glimmer of hope, but the uncertainty was still overwhelming.

When the court adjourned for the day, Jay turned to Nadia, his eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you for being here, Nadia. I don't know how I'd get through this without you."

Nadia smiled softly, her hand still on his knee. "We're in this together, Jay. We'll get through it."

The team gathered outside the courtroom, their resolve stronger than ever. They knew the road ahead would be tough, but they were determined to support Jay and uncover the truth about what happened to Natalie.

The courtroom was filled with a tense silence as everyone awaited the verdict. Jay sat beside Nadia, his heart pounding in his chest. The judge entered, and the room stood in respect before taking their seats again.

The foreperson of the jury stood up, holding the piece of paper that would determine Will's fate. "We, the jury, find the defendant, Will Halstead, guilty."

Jay's world seemed to shatter in that instant. He stood up abruptly, shouting, "No! This can't be happening!"

The judge banged her gavel, calling for order. "Mr. Halstead, please sit down or you will be removed from the courtroom."

Nadia quickly pulled Jay back down into his seat, her arms wrapping around him protectively. She pushed his head against her chest, rocking him gently and whispering soothing words. "Shh, Jay. It's going to be okay. I'm here. Just breathe."

Jay's body shook with sobs, the weight of the verdict crashing down on him. Nadia continued to hold him, her presence a calming anchor in the storm of emotions. She glared at anyone who dared to look their way, silently daring them to say anything.

The rest of the team watched with heavy hearts, their expressions a mix of sorrow and determination. They knew they had to find a way to support Jay and uncover the truth about what really happened to Natalie.

As the courtroom began to empty, Voight approached Jay and Nadia, his expression resolute. "We'll get through this, Jay. We're not giving up."

Jay nodded weakly, still clinging to Nadia. "I just can't believe it, Hank. Will didn't do this."

Voight placed a reassuring hand on Jay's shoulder. "We'll find a way to prove it. You're not alone in this."

With the support of his team and Nadia by his side, Jay knew he had to stay strong.

As the courtroom began to empty, Jay's eyes locked onto Will, who was being escorted out by the guards. Will looked even more frail up close, and Jay felt a surge of emotion. Without thinking, he stood up and ran towards his brother.

"Will!" Jay called out, his voice filled with desperation.

A guard quickly stepped in front of Jay, blocking his path. "You need to stay back, sir."

Jay's frustration boiled over. "I just need to see my brother! Let me say goodbye!"

Voight, seeing the situation unfold, stepped forward. "Let him through. He just wants to say goodbye."

The guard hesitated, looking uncertain. "I'm sorry, but I can't allow that."

Voight's expression hardened. "He's not going anywhere. Just give them a moment."

The guard glanced at his superior, who gave a reluctant nod. "Alright, but make it quick."

Jay rushed to Will's side, his heart breaking at the sight of his brother in such a state. "Will, I'm so sorry. We're going to fix this. I promise."

Will managed a weak smile, his eyes filled with gratitude. "I know, Jay. Just take care of yourself, okay?"

Jay nodded, tears streaming down his face. "I will. Stay strong, Will. We'll get through this."

Nadia, who had been watching from a distance, approached and gently pulled Jay back, her arms wrapping around him. "Come on, Jay. Let's go."

Jay buried his head against Nadia's chest, his body shaking with sobs. Nadia rocked him gently, whispering soothing words. "It's going to be okay, Jay. We're here for you."

Voight watched the scene with a heavy heart, his resolve to uncover the truth stronger than ever. As the guards led Will away, the team knew they had a long road ahead, but they were determined to fight for justice and support each other through it all.

Nadia noticed the dark circles under Jay's eyes and the way his shoulders slumped with exhaustion. She gently squeezed his arm. "Jay, you look like you haven't slept in days. You need to rest."

Jay shook his head, his voice hoarse. "I can't, Nadia. Not while Will's in there."

Nadia's expression softened. "I know, but you won't be any help to him if you collapse from exhaustion. Come on, let's get you to bed."

She turned to the rest of the unit, who were watching with concern. "We're going to get some rest. Jay needs it."

Voight nodded in agreement. "Take care of him, Nadia. We'll handle things here."

Nadia guided Jay out of the courtroom, her arm around his waist for support. As they walked, she whispered reassuringly, "It's going to be okay, Jay. We'll figure this out together."

Jay leaned into her, his steps heavy with fatigue. "Thanks, Nadia. I don't know what I'd do without you."

She smiled softly. "You don't have to find out. We're in this together."

Nadia climbed onto the bed first, patting the spot beside her. "Come on, Jay. Sit down."

Jay hesitated for a moment before sitting on the edge of the bed, his back straight and tense. Nadia moved behind him, her hands gently resting on his shoulders. She began to knead the tight muscles, her touch firm yet soothing.

"You need to relax, Jay," she murmured, her fingers working out the knots in his shoulders. "You're carrying too much stress."

Jay let out a long sigh, the tension slowly easing under her skilled hands. "I can't help it, Nadia. I feel so helpless."

Nadia leaned in closer, her voice soft and comforting. "I know, but you need to take care of yourself too. Will needs you strong and rested."

Jay nodded, his eyes closing as he leaned into her touch. "You're right. I just… I don't know what I'd do without you."

She smiled, her hands continuing their gentle massage. "You don't have to find out. We're in this together, remember?"

As the exhaustion finally began to take over, Jay felt a sense of peace wash over him.

Nadia gently coaxed Jay to lie down, guiding his head onto her lap. She brushed her hand over his eyes, her nails lightly digging into his scalp in a soothing manner. Jay's breathing began to slow, the tension in his body gradually melting away.

"Just close your eyes, Jay," Nadia whispered, her voice soft and calming. "Let yourself rest."

As Jay's eyes fluttered shut, the door quietly opened, and Erin walked in. She paused, taking in the scene with a gentle smile. She moved quietly, not wanting to disturb the moment.

Nadia looked up and met Erin's eyes, giving her a small nod. Erin returned the gesture, understanding the unspoken message. She stepped back, deciding to give them some privacy.

Nadia continued to stroke Jay's hair, her touch tender and reassuring. "You're not alone, Jay. We're all here for you."

Jay murmured something unintelligible, already half-asleep. Nadia's heart ached for him, but she knew that with the support of their friends, they would get through this together.

Erin walked back into the lounge, her mind still on the scene she had just witnessed. Voight looked up from his phone, his expression serious.

"Erin, wake Jay up," Voight ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Erin sighed, rubbing her temples. "Hank, he's cuddled into Nadia and he looks so exhausted. Can't we let him rest a bit longer?"

Voight's face hardened, his eyes filled with urgency. "Will's been stabbed. We need Jay now."

Erin's eyes widened in shock. "What? How bad is it?"

Voight shook his head, his jaw clenched. "I don't have all the details yet, but it's serious. We need to move."

Erin nodded, her heart racing. She quickly made her way back to the room where Jay and Nadia were. She approached the bed, her voice gentle but firm. "Jay, wake up. We need you."

Jay stirred, his eyes slowly opening. "Erin? What's going on?"

Nadia's hand paused in Jay's hair, her eyes filled with concern. "Jay, something's happened to Will."

Jay sat up abruptly, his exhaustion forgotten. "What happened?"

Erin took a deep breath. "Will's been stabbed. We need to get to the hospital."

Jay's face went pale, and he quickly got to his feet. "Let's go."

Nadia stood up as well, her hand slipping into Jay's for support. "We're with you, Jay."

Together, they hurried out of the room, ready to face whatever awaited them at the hospital.

At Chicago Med, the emergency room was bustling with activity. Jay, Nadia, Erin, and Voight rushed in, their faces etched with worry. A nurse directed them to the trauma bay where Will was being treated.

Dr. Ethan Choi, one of the lead trauma surgeons, met them at the entrance. His expression was grim. "Will's in critical condition. He's lost a lot of blood, and we're doing everything we can to stabilize him."

Jay's heart pounded in his chest. "Can I see him?"

Dr. Choi hesitated. "He's in surgery right now. I'll let you know as soon as you can see him."

Jay nodded, his hands trembling. Nadia squeezed his hand, offering silent support. Erin and Voight stood close by, their presence a comforting reminder that they were not alone.

Hours seemed to stretch into eternity as they waited. Finally, Dr. Choi emerged from the operating room, his scrubs stained with blood. He approached the group, his face a mix of exhaustion and determination.

"Will made it through surgery," Dr. Choi said, his voice steady. "But he's not out of the woods yet. The next 24 hours are critical."

Jay let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "Can I see him now?"

Dr. Choi nodded. "Yes, but only for a few minutes. He needs to rest."

Jay followed Dr. Choi into the recovery room, his heart aching at the sight of his brother lying pale and still on the hospital bed. He approached slowly, taking Will's hand in his.

"Hey, Will," Jay whispered, his voice choked with emotion. "You're going to be okay. We're all here for you."

Will's eyes fluttered open, and he managed a weak smile. "Jay…"

Jay squeezed his brother's hand gently. "Just rest, Will. We'll get through this together."

As Jay sat by Will's side, the rest of the team waited outside, their resolve to support each other stronger than ever.

As Jay sat by Will's side, the steady beeping of the heart monitor suddenly turned into a flatline. The piercing sound filled the room, and Jay's heart dropped.

"Will? No, no, no!" Jay's voice was filled with panic as he watched the medical team rush in.

Dr. Choi and the nurses quickly began their resuscitation efforts, working with practiced urgency. Jay stood frozen, his face pale and his body trembling.

"Jay, you need to step back," Dr. Choi said firmly, not looking up from his work.

Nadia and Erin, who had been waiting outside, rushed in when they heard the commotion. Nadia immediately went to Jay's side, her arms wrapping around him.

"Jay, come on. Let them do their job," she urged gently, trying to pull him away.

Jay resisted for a moment, his eyes locked on Will's still form. "I can't leave him, Nadia. I can't."

Erin stepped forward, her voice calm but insistent. "Jay, you need to let them work. Come with us."

With Nadia and Erin's support, Jay finally allowed himself to be led out of the room. His legs felt weak, and his mind was a whirlwind of fear and helplessness.

As they reached the waiting area, Jay collapsed into a chair, his head in his hands. Nadia knelt beside him, her hand on his back. "He's strong, Jay. He'll pull through."

Voight joined them, his expression grim but determined. "We're not giving up on him. None of us are."

Minutes felt like hours as they waited for news. Finally, Dr. Choi emerged, his face tired but relieved. "We got him back. He's stable for now, but it's still critical."

Jay looked up, his eyes filled with a mix of hope and fear. "Can I see him?"

Dr. Choi nodded. "Just for a moment. He needs to rest."

Jay stood up, his legs shaky but his resolve strong. "Thank you, Dr. Choi."

As Jay walked back to Will's room, he knew that no matter what happened, he had the strength and support of his friends to face whatever came next.

Ruzek, Burgess, and Atwater arrived at Chicago Med, their faces set with determination. They quickly spotted Jay, who was sitting in the waiting area with Nadia by his side. Ruzek's eyes widened as he noticed how pale and exhausted Jay looked.

"Jay, you okay?" Ruzek asked, concern evident in his voice.

Jay nodded weakly, but Nadia could see he was struggling. She stood up and called over a nurse. "Excuse me, can you help him? He's been through a lot and hasn't had any rest."

The nurse quickly approached, assessing Jay's condition. "Let's get you checked out, sir. You need to take care of yourself too."

Jay shook his head. "I'm fine. I just need to be here for Will."

Nadia placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Jay, you won't be any help to Will if you collapse. Let them take a look at you."

Reluctantly, Jay allowed the nurse to guide him to a nearby examination room. Ruzek, Burgess, and Atwater watched with concern, knowing how much Jay was pushing himself.

Burgess turned to Nadia. "How's Will doing?"

Nadia sighed, her worry evident. "He's stable for now, but it's still critical. Jay's been taking it really hard."

Atwater nodded. "We'll be here for both of them. Whatever they need."

As they waited for news, the team knew that their strength and support for each other would be crucial in the difficult hours ahead.

Jay walked out of the examination room, holding a cup of water. The nurse steadied him, her hand gently supporting his arm as they made their way back to the waiting area where the unit was gathered. Jay's steps were slow, and his face was still pale, but he looked a bit more composed.

Voight stepped forward, his eyes filled with concern. "How's he doing?" he asked the nurse.

The nurse gave a reassuring smile. "He's exhausted and dehydrated, but otherwise he's okay. He just needs rest and fluids."

Voight nodded, his expression softening slightly. "Thank you. We'll make sure he gets what he needs."

Jay took a sip of water, his voice hoarse but steady. "I'm okay, Hank. Just needed a moment."

Voight placed a hand on Jay's shoulder. "Good. We need you strong, Jay. Will's going to need all of us."

Jay glanced around at his friends, their faces reflecting the same determination and concern. "I know. Thanks, everyone, for being here."

Ruzek stepped closer, giving Jay a reassuring pat on the back. "We're not going anywhere, man. We're in this together."

Burgess and Atwater nodded in agreement, their presence a silent promise of support. Nadia, still by Jay's side, squeezed his hand gently.

Voight's voice was firm but compassionate. "We'll get through this, Jay. One step at a time."

Jay took a deep breath, feeling a renewed sense of strength from the support of his team. "Yeah, we will. For Will."

As they stood together, united in their resolve, the weight of the situation felt a little lighter.

Jay sat by Will's bedside, his eyes fixed on his brother's pale face. The steady beep of the heart monitor was a small comfort, a reminder that Will was still fighting. Jay reached out and gently took Will's hand, his thumb brushing over the back of it.

"You're going to be okay, Will," Jay whispered, his voice filled with determination. "We're all here for you."

The door to the room opened quietly, and Nadia walked in. She paused for a moment, taking in the sight of Jay sitting vigil by his brother's side. Her heart ached for him, but she knew he needed her strength now more than ever.

"Jay," she said softly, approaching the bed. "How are you holding up?"

Jay looked up, his eyes tired but resolute. "I'm okay. Just… worried."

Nadia placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I know. But he's strong, and he's got the best care. And he's got you."

Jay nodded, his grip on Will's hand tightening slightly. "I just wish I could do more."

Nadia knelt beside him, her hand covering his. "You're doing everything you can, Jay. Just being here means the world to him."

Jay took a deep breath, feeling a bit of the weight lift from his shoulders. "Thanks, Nadia. I don't know what I'd do without you."

She smiled softly. "You don't have to find out. We're in this together."

As they sat together by Will's bedside, the room filled with a quiet strength and determination.

Nadia gently coaxed Jay to stand up. "Come on, Jay. You need to rest."

Jay hesitated, his eyes still on Will. "I can't leave him, Nadia."

Nadia gave him a reassuring smile. "You're not leaving him. Just let me take your place for a bit."

She guided Jay to stand and then sat down in his place, gently pulling him into her arms. Jay, too exhausted to resist, allowed himself to be held. Nadia rocked him gently, her hand stroking his hair.

"Close your eyes, Jay. Just for a little while," she whispered.

Jay's eyes fluttered shut, his body finally giving in to the exhaustion. Nadia continued to rock him, her presence a calming anchor.

As Jay began to drift off, the door to the room opened, and the rest of the unit walked in. They paused, taking in the scene with a mix of concern and relief.

Voight stepped forward, his voice low. "How's he doing?"

Nadia looked up, her expression soft. "He's finally getting some rest. He needed it."

Ruzek, Burgess, and Atwater nodded, their faces reflecting their shared worry for both Jay and Will. They quietly took their places around the room, their presence a silent promise of support.

Voight placed a hand on Nadia's shoulder. "Thank you for taking care of him."

Nadia smiled softly. "We're all in this together."

As the unit stood together, watching over Jay and Will, they knew that their strength and unity would carry them through the difficult times ahead.

Jay startled awake, his heart racing. For a moment, he was disoriented, unsure of where he was. Then he felt Nadia's soft touch on his neck, her fingers gently stroking his skin.

"It's okay, Jay," Nadia whispered, her voice soothing. "You're safe."

Jay took a deep breath, his body slowly relaxing as he realized he was still in the hospital room, cradled in Nadia's arms. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"Sorry," he murmured. "I didn't mean to fall asleep."

Nadia smiled softly. "You needed it. How are you feeling?"

Jay rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the lingering grogginess. "A bit better, I think. Thanks, Nadia."

She continued to stroke his neck, her touch calming. "Anytime, Jay. We're all here for you."

Jay glanced around the room and saw the rest of the unit standing nearby, their faces filled with concern and support. Voight stepped forward, his expression serious but kind.

"How are you holding up, Jay?" Voight asked.

Jay nodded, feeling a bit more grounded. "I'm okay. Just worried about Will."

Voight placed a reassuring hand on Jay's shoulder. "We're all worried, but he's in good hands. And we're here for you, whatever you need."

Jay took another deep breath, feeling the strength of his friends around him. "Thanks, everyone. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Ruzek, Burgess, and Atwater nodded, their presence a silent promise of support. Nadia continued to hold Jay, her touch a constant source of comfort.

As the group stood together, the door to the room opened once more, and the nurse walked in, her expression apologetic but firm.

"I'm sorry, but visiting hours are over," she said gently. "Will needs his rest, and it's important for all of you to get some rest as well."

Jay looked up, his face a mix of exhaustion and reluctance. "Can I stay just a little longer?"

The nurse shook her head sympathetically. "I'm afraid not. He needs a quiet environment to recover. You can come back first thing in the morning."

Nadia gave Jay's hand a reassuring squeeze. "Come on, Jay. Let's get some rest. We'll be back as soon as we can."

Jay sighed, knowing she was right. He leaned down and whispered to Will, "I'll be back tomorrow, Will. Stay strong."

As they began to leave, Voight placed a hand on Jay's shoulder. "We'll be here first thing, Jay. You're not alone in this."

Jay nodded, feeling the support of his team. "Thanks, Hank. Thanks, everyone."

Ruzek, Burgess, and Atwater gave him encouraging nods as they all made their way out of the hospital.

As they stepped out into the cool night air, the weight of the day's events finally caught up with Jay. The exhaustion, the worry, and the lack of food overwhelmed him, and he broke into sobs, his body shaking with the force of his emotions.

Nadia immediately wrapped her arms around him, gently guiding his head onto her shoulder. "It's okay, Jay. Let it out," she whispered, her voice soothing.

Jay clung to her, his tears soaking into her shirt. "I can't lose him, Nadia. I can't."

Nadia held him tighter, her hand stroking his back. "You won't, Jay. We're going to get through this together."

Voight watched the scene with a heavy heart, then moved to the driver's side of the car. "Let's get him home," he said quietly.

Ruzek opened the back door, his eyes filled with concern. "Come on, Jay. Let's get you somewhere you can rest."

Nadia gently guided Jay into the back seat, keeping her arm around him as he continued to sob. Ruzek closed the door behind them and got into the passenger seat.

As Voight started the car and began to drive, the team remained silent, giving Jay the space he needed to release his emotions. Nadia continued to hold him, her presence a steady source of comfort.

Jay's sobs eventually subsided, replaced by quiet sniffles. He leaned into Nadia, his body heavy with exhaustion. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Nadia kissed the top of his head. "Anytime, Jay. We're all here for you."

As they drove through the quiet streets, the team knew that their bond would carry them through the difficult times ahead.

The next morning, the unit gathered in the living room, their faces showing the strain of the previous day's events. The atmosphere was heavy with concern and anticipation.

Nadia walked out of the bedroom alone, her expression tired but determined. Voight, noticing her, stepped forward. "Where's Jay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

Nadia sighed, running a hand through her hair. "He's still asleep. He was completely exhausted, and I didn't want to wake him."

Ruzek nodded, understanding. "He needs the rest. It's been a rough few days."

Burgess looked towards the bedroom door, her face softening. "How's he holding up?"

Nadia gave a small smile. "He's hanging in there. It's tough, but he's strong. He just needs some time."

Atwater stepped closer, his voice gentle. "And how are you holding up, Nadia?"

Nadia shrugged, her eyes reflecting her own exhaustion. "I'm okay. Just worried about both Jay and Will."

Voight placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "You're doing great, Nadia. We're all here to support you too."

Nadia nodded, grateful for the support of her friends. "Thanks, Hank. I appreciate it."

As they stood together, the bond between them felt stronger than ever.

A few moments later, Jay emerged from the bedroom, looking slightly more rested but still carrying the weight of the previous day's events. The unit turned to him, their faces lighting up with supportive smiles.

"Morning, Jay," Voight greeted, his voice warm. "How are you feeling?"

Jay managed a small smile in return. "Better, thanks. I needed that rest."

Ruzek nodded. "Good to hear, man. We're all here for you."

Jay glanced around at his friends, feeling a surge of gratitude. "Thanks, everyone. I appreciate it."

He walked over to the coat rack, grabbing his jacket. Nadia watched him with concern. "Where are you going, Jay?"

Jay slipped on his coat, his expression determined but his voice shaky. "I'm… I'm seeing Will."

Ruzek got up, his face filled with concern. "You okay, man?"

Jay didn't answer. Instead, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the floor, unconscious. Ruzek's heart raced as he quickly knelt beside Jay, checking for a pulse.

"Jay! Jay, wake up!" Ruzek called out, his voice filled with worry.

Voight immediately pulled out his phone and dialed Dr. Choi. "Ethan, it's Hank. Jay just collapsed. We need you here, now."

As Voight spoke to Dr. Choi, he turned to Ruzek. "Adam, lie him on the couch. Make sure he's comfortable."

Ruzek carefully lifted Jay and carried him to the couch, laying him down gently. Nadia rushed over, her face pale with worry. "Is he going to be okay?"

Voight finished his call and turned to the group. "Dr. Choi is on his way. Jay's been through a lot. We need to make sure he gets the care he needs."

As they waited for Dr. Choi, the unit gathered around Jay, their concern for their friend palpable.

A few tense minutes later, the door opened, and Dr. Ethan Choi rushed in, his medical bag in hand. He quickly assessed the situation, his professional demeanor taking over.

"How long has he been unconscious?" Dr. Choi asked, moving swiftly to Jay's side.

"Just a few minutes," Voight replied, his voice steady but filled with concern. "He collapsed right after he said he was going to see Will."

Dr. Choi nodded, checking Jay's pulse and examining his vitals. "He's exhausted and likely dehydrated. Has he been eating or drinking properly?"

Nadia shook her head, her worry evident. "Not really. He's been too stressed about Will."

Ruzek, still visibly worried, added, "He looked really pale earlier, and now this. Are you sure he's okay, Doc?"

Dr. Choi's expression grew more serious. "I want to check Jay's vitals to be sure." He pulled out a thermometer, a blood pressure cuff, and an oximeter from his bag.

As Dr. Choi worked, the unit watched anxiously. He took Jay's temperature, measured his blood pressure, and checked his oxygen levels. After a few moments, he looked up, his face a mix of concern and reassurance.

"His vitals are stable, but he's severely dehydrated and exhausted. He needs fluids and rest immediately," Dr. Choi said, his tone firm.

Voight nodded, his eyes never leaving Jay. "Thanks, Ethan. We'll make sure he gets what he needs."

Dr. Choi gave a reassuring smile. "He's in good hands. Just make sure he stays hydrated and gets some food once he wakes up."

Nadia sat beside Jay, her hand gently stroking his hair. "We'll take care of him."

A few hours later, Jay began to stir, his eyes slowly opening. He blinked a few times, trying to get his bearings. As he attempted to sit up, Dr. Choi quickly intervened.

"Easy, Jay," Ethan said, placing a gentle but firm hand on Jay's shoulder. "You need to stay lying down for now."

Jay frowned, his voice weak but determined. "I need to see Will."

Ethan shook his head, his expression calm but authoritative. "Not yet. You need to rest and rehydrate. You've been pushing yourself too hard."

Jay sighed, frustration evident in his eyes. "I can't just lie here, Ethan. Will needs me."

Nadia, who had been sitting beside him, moved closer and gently guided Jay's head to rest against her neck. She began to scratch his back soothingly. "Jay, you need to take care of yourself first. Will wouldn't want you to make yourself sick over this."

Jay tried to protest, his voice muffled against Nadia's shoulder. "But I have to be there for him…"

Ethan's tone remained firm but kind. "No buts, Jay. You're no good to Will if you're not well yourself. Just give it a little more time."

Jay reluctantly nodded, feeling the comfort of Nadia's touch easing some of his tension. "Alright. I'll rest."

Nadia continued to scratch his back, her voice soft and reassuring. "That's right. Just focus on getting better. We're all here for you."

As Jay closed his eyes, feeling the exhaustion wash over him once more, he knew that with the support of his friends and the care of Dr. Choi, he would find the strength to face whatever came next.

As the day wore on, the emotional toll began to weigh heavily on Jay. Suddenly, he broke down, his voice filled with anguish as he screamed for his brother. "Will! Will!"

The raw pain in his voice sent a shiver through the room. Nadia immediately moved to his side, grabbing his head gently and trying to calm him. "Jay, it's okay. We're here. Will's going to be okay."

Jay's body shook with sobs, his cries echoing through the apartment. Nadia, her heart breaking for him, gently lifted the back of his shirt, her fingers tracing soothing patterns on his skin. "Shh, Jay. Breathe. Just breathe."

Voight, Ruzek, Burgess, and Atwater watched with concern, their hearts heavy with the sight of their friend in such pain. Dr. Choi stepped forward, his voice calm and steady. "Jay, listen to Nadia. Focus on your breathing."

Jay's sobs began to quiet, his breathing becoming more even as Nadia's touch and Dr. Choi's words reached him. He leaned into Nadia, his body exhausted from the emotional outburst.

Nadia continued to soothe him, her voice soft and reassuring. "We're all here for you, Jay. You're not alone."

Jay nodded weakly, his tears still flowing but his breathing more controlled. "I just… I can't lose him, Nadia."

Nadia held him tighter, her own eyes filled with tears. "You won't, Jay. We're going to get through this together."

As the unit stood by, their presence a silent promise of support, they knew that their bond would carry them through the difficult times ahead. They were more than just colleagues; they were a family.