It's My Life ~Linstead

Part 13

Erin's POV

I look at Jay for a minute longer, then turn to open my door. I shove it open, then inhale sharply through my teeth as my ribs scream with pain. Jay, who was walking around the car, now runs up to me to see me doubled over and groaning.

J-"Erin, talk to me"

I continue to take shallow breaths and am staring at the ground. Jay is crouched in front of me, one of his hands is on my shoulder and the other is on my knee. He's trying really really hard to look into my eyes, but I just keep staring at the one spot on the ground cause it's the one thing that's keeping me grounded. In my head I keep chanting my newfound mantra of 'in, out, in, out' . Slowly, my breathing returns to normal. I raise my eyes and look into Jay's. He looks at me and let's me breathe for a minute longer. Then I slowly shift and start to raise myself out of the car. I almost don't make it, the pain gets to be too much again. I get myself about halfway up before I start falling back down, but Jays hands, that were already helping me up, tighten and he yanks me the rest of the way  up into his arms. I collapse against his chest, and my breathing turns rapid again. Jay closes the car door, then looks at me.

J-"I think now would be a good time to actually go inside the hospital."

E-"Ya think"

Jay laughs at that, and I try to laugh with him but it comes out sounding more pained than anything. Jay wraps his arm around me to keep me up, and starts guiding me towards the hospital entrance.

We're almost there, when I start the feel it. It's that funky feeling inside you that starts by rising up into your head as a little tingle. Then it gets to be more noticeable...it turns from a tingle to a buzz. My vision starts going fuzzy. So I blink to try and clear it. I blink once, and little black dots appear at the edge of my vision. I blink twice and there's more dots. I blink again and again, trying to clear the dots, but they just keep multiplying. I stop walking. Jay looks at me. My face is ghost white, and I can feel my eyes staying closed for longer and longer with each blink. I can just barley make out Jays voice through the fog that's covering my mind. He's yelling a name. Erin.  He keeps yelling it over and over again, but I don't know who Erin is. Wait, that's me. I'm Erin.

My eyes finally close, and I feel like I'm floating. But it's not a very good float, it's a bumpy one. I want to open my eyes and find out why my floating is so bumpy, but they won't open, they're just too heavy. Then, I feel myself getting laid down on something soft. And a bunch of people yelling. Something grabs my hand in it. It squeezes my hand and I realize it's not something but it's someone. I use all the strength I have left to squeeze it back before my mind goes blank.

Jay's POV. 1/2 hour later

I'm sitting in the waiting room, along with the rest of intelligence. My knee is bouncing up and down at an inhuman rate, and I can't stop fiddling with my hands. It's been half an hour since I laid my wife down on that cot, and my brother told me he'd take care of her. It's been half and hour but I still know nothing other than one minute Erin and I are laughing and the next she's passing out I my arms. I feel awful. Would if I could've prevented this. Would if I would've gotten her in the hospital sooner. Would if I could've done a million things differently that would all result in Erin not being God knows where in this hospital and I wouldn't be here shaking like a dog in the middle of a thunderstorm and worrying about my wife. I mean, what do I tell Alex?

Oh shit. I forgot about Alex. I gotta call her. I pull out my phone and get up to go into the hall to make the call, there's better reception there. I'm just about to turn the corner when Voight calls out to me, "Don't worry about her. She's on here way up with Burgess and Nadia right now"

I breath a sigh of relief. Who would've thought that Hank Voight would be the one to bail me out with child troubles. I don't have long to contemplate this, because the aforementioned child is now rounding the corner that I was just about to call and had a very very worried look on her face.

A-"Is mom okay? What happened? We saw that she got hit but she was okay after that. She was up and walking and talking and holding those two little kids. But then I heard she passed out. Is that true? Did she really? Is she o-"

I can't take this rambling any more I have to cut her off.

J-"woah there. Take a deep breath. We don't know anything. We're all waiting on the same info, ok?"

I can't tell if that scared her or made her kinda relieved that she didn't miss anything. I tell her that we should sit and wait, then guide her over to where The rest of the unit is sitting. Antonio gets up and gives her a big hug, and I thank Hank for getting her up here while she's doing that. Then I go sit down next to Alex so that she's sitting between Hank and me on the weird hospital bench thing. She lays her head against my shoulders and I wrap my arm around her. I can feel her relax against me as we all await the same news.

There's part 13 for ya😝 let me know what ya think in the comments and don't forget to vote! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, work is keeping me SUPER busy and my phone was MIA for a while.

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I have a question for those about the direction this story should take. Should it
1) have this case end and then the kids shadow they it for a other case cause that one wasn't long enough

2)have this case drawn out for a while and then end when the see ends

3)the case not get drawn out and the strict ends in a couple chapters after everyone gets the verdict in Erin and the case is closed

4)other (I'm open to options)

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