Dropping the shoes besides the doormat signed 'NO1 Detective'- Jay casually strolls to the kitchen in a proud manner, Erin stands there admiring a room on the left of the front door; paperwork pined to walls, stacked upon each other, a desk with two computers with post-it notes almost covering the screen...
"You coming?" Jay shouts to Erin,
"Yeah! Am coming now" Erin walks out, closing the door slowly behind her, leaving a gap of light beaming through the crack.Erins POV
What the hell? Jay literally has a room like we have back at the district in his house, filled with information that looks like it's from a crime scene. Shall I wait until he tells me or shall i ask?
Slouched over the island counter top, arms folded "Drink?" Jay asks
"Erm, yes please" "Beer" Jay suggests
"That'll be great, thankyou"
Jay slides the beer down the counter were Erin is standing.
"You have a very nice apartment"
"I'd like to see yours some time Erin"
Both of them laugh whilst holding beer in their mouths.
"Jay, can I ask you something" Erin looks over her shoulder back down to the room.
"I know what your going to ask me Erin, 'Jay, what's that room down on the left?'" Jay replies sarcastically "Well Erin, if you follow me, I will show you"Jays POV
I knew that question was gonna come up, but I've known Erin for months now. It's time for her to know, maybe be apart of it...
Jay makes his way down the corridor, Erin walking in slow pace behind him.
"Promise not to tell anyone, not even Hank Voight- (Head Detective of the 21st district)" Jay explains.
"I promise" "There's only two other people who know about this; Ruzek and Burgess" Jay notifies Erin...A loud knock on the door followed by shouting "Halstead! We've got a follow up on that case from this morning" Voight shouts in his rough voice of tiredness.
"Get rid of the beers, quick" Erin rushes back down to the kitchen pouring the beers down the sink, Jay opens the door to see Voight standing there in confusion.
"Jay, who else is here?" " No one Sarge"
Erin appears from the kitchen.
"Huh? No one?" Voight questions Jay
"Erin?! Erin and Jay, hmm... Lindsay and Halstead" Voight questions himself
"Sarge, it's not what your thinking" Erin replies.
Jay grabs the door handle of the room and slams it shut.
"Okay then you two, let's go" Voight demanded.
"Shot Gun driving!" Jay projected loudly, sprinting down the concrete steps.
"You wish" Erin quickly replying...
Voight looks back at both of them- laughing...
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Linstead Happened
FanficErin Lindsay, Jay Halstead, two detectives, two friends under one man... Hank Voight. Welcome to the Intelligence Unit.