Reassure (Jay Halstead x OC.)

15

Will felt like he'd stepped seven years back into the past. He'd not just caught his 25 year old brother and his friend. No, instead he felt like he'd simply strolled back into his 18 year old little brothers room, where he'd always found him and his ride or die. Slouched on a couch, cuddled up all over one another.

He gazed upon the two sleeping people he had once known so well and watched as they both breathed in and out, calm and deep. Comfortable in one another's embrace. Jay's head was rested on Reign's thigh as they both curled up on their right sides facing his Father's hospital bed.

"Them two look cosy." He heard a croaked voice utter just above a whisper as he whiped some sleep from his tired 24hour, shift-strained eyes. "Pop?" He tilted his head to face the older man, who gave him a meek wave. "I hear your friend is gonna come and have another look at my bum ticker." He weakley patted his own chest right over his heart. "Damn thing exploded on me."

"Probably all the beer, cigars and overdoing it in the yard, Pop." Will rebuttled as he stood closer, over his father now.

"That your medical opinion, ay son?"
"It's gonna be the same as Connors."

"He my surgeon?" Pat asked and his eldest son nodded.
"Best we have."
"That must really burn you."

"Well, he can be a pain in the ass but he's good at his job, I trust him to do good by you Pop."

"You were always the smart one...while your brother, well he's just an idiot." Pat coughed slightly sitting up more, with some discomfort.

"Still gotta be smart to be a cop Pop."
"I'm not saying he's that kind of stupid....but he has that great girl right there all crazy for him and he's still somehow too blind to see it." The old man pointed his boney finger towards the two sleeping figures on the couch. "I'll probably be dead long before he gets off of his arse and makes a move."

"Pop, don't talk like that." Will chastised his father who just grunted indignantly in response. "He'll tell her eventually."

-.-.-.-.-.-

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Jay jolted up, followed by Reign who sat up like she'd been jolted with a lightning rod.

"Shit." She cursed upon retreaving the offending device that had buzzed so close to Jay's ear he was sure he'd lost his hearing for a few seconds.

"What is it?" He asked and she shuck her head, jumping off of the couch to dust hersef off and retrieve her jacket and shoes.

She hopped around pulling on her rather uncomfortable, inappropriate for so early in the morning, wedges, "I have a shift. gotta be at the firehouse in an our. Shit! I gotta go home and change and..."

"Hey, I'll just check with Will about Pop then I can drive you to the house then work." He tried to calm her down.

"No No, you need to stay with your dad, I- I'll just get a cab or I'll- shit we brought your car."