Finally I got a new chapter up. I'm so sorry for the delay. The last couple of weeks have been extremely busy. I work as a freelancer so my schedule can vary a lot. Which gives me more time to write some months and less other. Anyhow from now on I will do my best to update once a week. Though I want to assure you that I will not leave this story half done, it will be finished. So even if for one reason or another my updates isn't coming, they sooner or later will.

Hope you continue to enjoy the story and if there is any questions, just fire them away. All feed-back is as always welcome.

ERIN POV.

It had been two hours since Erin slammed the door to Voights office and except for Voight himself who was as usual barricaded in his office, Erin was the only soul left in the bullpen. She was quickly working through that pile of paperwork that had sat infront of her all day. If she was indeed going to take those vacation days, she needed this out of the way first.

The pile had decreased significantly and she only had a few papers left when the phone suddenly rang. She sighed as she didn't recognise the number and the last thing she needed now was more work.

"Detective Lindsay", she answered a bit reluctant before she was met by a panicked voice on the other end of the line.

"ERIN… Erin… the…y… h..e…. Ja.. Ja…y" , Will was panting heavily, not getting the words out, not making any sense.

What did he want to say, had something happened during the brothers reunion. Had Will come to the conclusion that Jay was in fact guilty, it was the only thing she could come up with to explain the panic in his voice.

"Calm down Will… I can't hear what you are saying, what about Jay?"

"I.. I think… he might… die"

Had Will just now realised that Jay is actually on death-row and scheduled to die. Maybe meeting him, seeing how broken Jay was had made Will realise how bad it actually was. Had Jay been right? Had it maybe been better if Will hadn't had to see him in that state.

"Will, breath… please. There is no need to panic yet, he still got two years, there is still tim-."

Erin was clearly not understanding what was happening, so Will cut her off.

"No.. Erin, I mean.. now. They th-ey, gave him a… a beating, a real bad one. I don't know if he'll make it through… Erin, it's really bad,… I think he might… might die today", by the last sentence Erin could hear Will collapsing into tears on the other end.

First she was left in a shock-state. What was Will saying, what did he mean with "die today". Jay was suppose to have two more years, she was suppose to have time to figure things out. She was suppose to have time to get to the truth.

"Erin… Erin… are you still there?"

The sound of Will's voice brought her back as she shook her head to get back into the state of mind she needed to be in.

"Where is he? Where have they taken him?"

"Med..", was all he had time to say before she was on her way.

He didn't hear what they where saying but Hank saw the entire phone conversation from his office window. He'd hadn't seen that panic in Erins eyes for years, it was the same reaction she had got every time he'd told her that they needed to rush to the hospital because Camille had a bad day. They never knew if it would be her last. Erin would always try to play it cool, be there for Hank and Justin, but Hank could always see the panic in her eyes, how much she even tried to hide it.

Now for the first time since Camille died, he saw it again. As she rushed down the stairs from the bullpin he knew he had to follow. He caught up with her by the car, as she was standing looking at the handle.

"Fuck… I forgot the keys!", she yelled turing around to spot Hank standing there.

"I got them kiddo, get in. I'm driving.."

"Just give me the keys!", Erin frowned as she started to boil of anger.

"You are in no state to drive, just get in".

There was no time to argue with Hank now and she knew he would't budge easy.

"Just get me to Med, fast!", she said jumping into the passenger seat.

Had it been anyone else Hank would have forced the person to give him the whole story, to tell him what was going on. But this was Erin and he trusted her, he knew that panicked expression in her face and he knew that in this moment, right here, she just needed him to be there for her. So he did what she said and drove off to Med, without another word spoken between them.

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JAY POV.

It hurt. It hurt everywhere. Jay was feeling like he'd been run over by a bus, at least five times. But that was a good sign, if he was feeling pain it had to mean he was still alive. As he slowly started to open his, very swollen, eyes he could hear someone scream something. Perhaps a nurse letting someone know that he was awake.

A second later he wasn't sure he was alive anymore, the pain was still there, but he couldn't be alive. As in the blur he could see two beautiful hazel eyes looking at him.

"Fuck… I'm dead, aint I?.." the words came out almost as a whisper.

"What?..".. the most beautiful voice, one he heard several times before, said back.

"Well this have to be heaven right?"

"Jay!", Erin hushed as she started to look around the room hoping no one, especially not Hank, had heard what Jay just said.

But luckily for Erin, just in that moment Hank's phone rang and he left the room.

"It's probably just the morfin talking", a nurse who had noticed Erins facial expression said in an attempt to calm her down.

"But if he is making you uncomfortable…"

"No, no it's fine. Actually could I have the room, I'd like to ask him some questions now that he's awake!", Erin said, the nurse nodded and the room emptied.

This was a moment in which she was extremely thankful for having that badge. It was the one thing that had gotten her in that room, not even Will had been allowed to visit Jay, and it was the one thing that now had gotten her alone in that room.

The pain was becoming more and more apparent for Jay as the blurriness started to clear, though he could still not see very well as his eyes were rather swollen. But it was evident that he was in fact dead because those beautiful hazel eyes were still looking at him and now they were screaming at him.

"You can't do that Jay! You can't flirt with me… especially not infront of Voight. Do you have a death wish? Is that it… or what games are you even playing?", Erin was screaming, she was angry, she was so damn angry. Angry at Jay, angry at him for making her so scared. Angry at him for making her feel things she shouldn't, angry at him for existing and angry at him for almost not doing it anymore, for almost dying..

As she was screaming at him Jay started to wake up for real.

"I'm not dead?", he whispered.

Erin froze. She just looked at him, it was the first time since he woke up that she had really taken in his appearance. His arms were chained to the bed as if he was violent, strong and dangerous but that's not how he looked. He looked weak, empty, defeated. That's when she realised that he hadn't flirted with her when he first woke up, he had really thought he was dead.

After a moments silence she looked into his eyes as she opened her mouth.

"No.. Jay, you are not dead", Erin said while putting her hand next to his, letting one of her fingers grace his.

It was a small touch, a minimum one but it was enough to make Jay feel alive again. It was the first time they had ever touched each-other, being on the opposite end of a plastic window they had never even shaken hands before.

As he lifted his gaze from their hands to meet her eyes, Jay knew he was alive and more than that he knew that Erin had felt it too.

The moment ended abruptly by Hank Voight opening the door, Erin pulling her hand away in an instant.

"Erin, I need to talk to you now!", the older man said as he looked in from behind the door.

As she made her way towards the door to follow him, Jay opened his mouth

"But if I'm not dead… then why are you here.." He asked confused.

"Will, he called me. He panicked, they wouldn't let him visit you."

She opened the door but Jay had one last question.

"who is Voight?"

Erin nodded towards the rather scary man who had just left the room.

"oh.."