Hindsight

Vacuity

Voight paced nervously in the waiting hall of Chicago Med as did Olinsky while Jay sat anxiously alongside his brother-Will, constantly having to remind himself to breath. After a frantic call from Nurse Maggie, he rushed out of bed and back to where he was just hours ago to be with his baby brother who definitely needed him.

"They'll be ok." Olinsky reassured, taking a seat beside a clearly distraught Jay. Will nodded, squeezing his brother's shoulders who immediately put his arms around him and sobbed even harder. Will have never seen his baby brother so broken, so hurt to the point that he willingly freed himself from his fears of vulnerability.

Voight hated hospitals, always have. It was a place where pain and suffering lingered. Nothing pleasant had ever happened to him at the hospital. It was where his wife died. It was where he had to pull the plug on his only son.

Though for the life of him, he couldn't understand why his daughter decided to carry a rapist child, still he didn't wish it any harm since that would literally break Erin to pieces. And she already was extremely fragile. It was for that reason he didn't want it to die.

Carlos Solis raped and tortured her for days on end and she was rewarding him by having his child?

It was probably a mother's bond that suffices when nurturing her child within. Something no men will ever understand.

"She'll be ok." Voight agreed. Hoping that saying it out loud and not just in his head would make it come true. "She's a fighter. They both are." he said as he patted Jay on the back. Seeing what a mess he was killed him.

"Sir, how far along is she?" Jay heard the EMT ask amidst the chaos. The paramedic was whisking back and forth through the constricted space, seemingly grabbing supplies he needed.

Immediately after she had collapsed to the ground, the paramedics had came pounding at the door. With the rest of his senses still working, he managed to huddle towards Erin. Since dispatch was still on the line, calling out to her, that gave him the opportunity to relay the message to the on-site EMT that he was blind and couldn't get to the door.

"Twenty weeks." he nervously answered. He was scared that the foetus he was starting to fall in love with wasn't going to make it. So sure that a foetus can't ever be viable at twenty weeks. So sure that it wouldn't survive this ordeal. But he was even more terrified of the fact that Erin could be leaving him today and tonight.

Darkness.

Then, now, and for the rest of his miserable life, he had, would, and will always hate the dark. Especially now since it was all he sees. He desperately needed to assess the situation with his own eyes. The fact that he had to rely on all his other senses were far too much of a frustration. He wanted to see the truth for himself and not by the lies the EMTs were feeding him.

"Jay." his name fell off her lips in a whisper. He was jolted by the sound of her weak whimper and he leaned in, finding his way to her hands and clutching onto her dainty hold.

The snapping of the velcro rang in his ears as the medic proceeded to wrapped the blood pressure cuff around her arm. Jay noticed that she have been in and out of consciousness and worried tonight wouldn't end well.

Her hand tightened in his grip and she cried out. Another contraction tore through her. The pain radiated down her spine, exploding in her lower abdomen. If this was what childbirth felt like, she's definitely not having any more children.

"We're almost there." Jay said, placing his hand over the slab of her forehead where cold sweat were exfoliating. Beads of sweat trickle down her face.