Over the next week, the Intelligence Unit focused all their attention on trying to locate Jackson and any of his known associates. Hank had been furious that Jay went after Jackson without backup, and Erin was thankful Kate hadn't been in the office to witness her grandfather nearly smack her father for being so careless. Erin could have felt bad for her partner, who seemed have his tail between his legs all week, but no matter how hard she tried, she was still a little bit annoyed that Jay had gone off to confront Jackson without even telling her.
"So, when do you think Voight's gonna stop punishing me?" Jay turned to Erin as they sat in the Sierra, waiting outside a dodgy bar in hopes of running into Sarah Harding or if they were lucky, Paul Jackson.
Erin raised her eyebrows, "Not sure. I haven't made up my mind yet, either."
Jay looked at her incredulously, "I thought I more than apologized to you last night! For like the millionth time."
She smiled mischievously, recalling the fun night they had. "Well, you're going to have to keep making it up to me until I say so. Why do you think I'm driving right now?"
"Because you're still a little mad at me." Jay sighed and leaned back against the seat, defeated, "Fine. It doesn't look like he's here, anyway."
"Hank willl be pissed if we just leave." Erin took a sip of her coffee and continued to stare at the door to the bar.
"I know, but Platt definitely brought Kate to the district already and plus I'm starving." Jay looked down at his cell phone, "Oh great, Ruzek said he's hanging out with her. If we don't get back soon, there's no telling how much damage he'll have done."
"Are you whining?" Erin flashed a grin at her partner and rolled her eyes. Jay sat back and huffed, folding his arms across his chest. When Erin's phone dinged, he perked up instantly.
"Please tell me we can leave," he begged, widening his eyes and giving a boyish smile when Erin nodded, "Thank God."
"I swear, sometimes I wonder who the four year old is in our family." Erin scoffed, pulling the Sierra onto the street and heading for the district.
Jay and Erin ascended the steps to the bullpen, bearing sandwiches for lunch. "I'm so hungry," Jay informed Erin, who was a pace or two behind him, "Like, so hungry I could eat five of these sandwiches."
Erin rolled her eyes and looked around the office, but didn't see her daughter. "Kim, where's Kate?"
"Oh, I think Ruzek took her to the vending machine or something." Burgess shrugged, cheeks turning slightly pink. She sat behind her desk and busied herself quickly, leaving Erin vaguely confused as to why the young officer would be embarrassed.
"I hope he didn't give her a red bull or anything," Jay said, setting the bag of sandwiches on his desk and shedding his coat, "I feel like that's something he would do."
"Mommy! Daddy!" Kate came up the stairs, Ruzek a few paces behind.
"Hi baby." Erin knelt down and wrapped her little girl in her arms, "Did you have fun at school?"
Kate nodded eagerly, "I learned about pe-gwins today!"
"Wow." Erin kissed her baby's cheek, "Daddy and I brought sandwiches, how does that sound?"
"Good." Kate smiled and looked around the room for her father, "Daddy!"
"There's my little squirt." Jay lifted his daughter and placed her on his hip after giving her a hug, "Was Ruzek nice to you?"
Kate giggled, "Yes! He let me taste root beer and it was so bad." She wrinkled her nose at the memory, "I did not like it."
Jay shot a look over to the young officer, who put his hands up in the air, "I thought kids like root beer!" He exclaimed, "Not my fault she doesn't like it."
