[EDIT] A/N: I'm reading this almost a year later and I'm cringing at this story. Honestly, it's horrible. Horrible. See part six (it's titled A/N) for more information. I'm so sorry for the ones who read the first chapters, trust me, I really am.
<< Erin's POV >>
As I look to the city of Chicago, all of my memories come flooding, drowning me. I suddenly think about the unit; my family , my best friends,my brothers and sisters.Some people think of it as their second family, but I don't have a family, after all. Bunny and whoever my father is, they are not my parents. I barely even see Teddy, my half-brother. The only parents I have are Hank and Camille. She sadly passed away because of cancer. But then I remember, I also have Jay.
As if on cue, my phone starts vibrating in the pocket of my coat.
I see the caller ID : Jay Halstead, along with a picture of us taken a few months ago, on our 1 year anniversary. Then I remember we were supposed to go to Molly's, to celebrate my new job in New York. A wave of nostalgia hits me, as if I have never seen or talked to him in a few years. I barely survive 24 hours without him, how am I supposed to move to New York and not look back? I miss him like crazy, I miss waking up next to him, I miss the hand squeezes he would give me for reassurance, I miss watching the Hawks' games with him while eating Chinese, I miss his smile and his laugh, I miss his eyes,and the list can go on and on.I deny his call and slowly start walking towards the car. I automatically start driving to Molly's, the home of District 21 and Firehouse 51. As I reach the bar, I see a crying Jay in front of the building. I get out of my car and rush over to him.
<< Jay's POV >>
I sit by my friends in the booth, wondering if Erin is or not going to come to Molly's. Will sees the disappointed look on my face and gives me a reassuring smile.
"She'll come, Jay." says Will
"Yeah, I guess. Give me a minute" Jay says, and with that he grabs his phone and heads outside the bar.
"That means half an hour" Will says and makes the rest of the guys in the booth laugh.
I head outside to make a call. I look at the small red box inside my pocket and I click on Erin's name,calling her. It takes a few rings before I realise the call ended. As I see this, I start crying. Hard. I feel the world crumbling down on me. The worst part is, there is no one there who can save me..except one person; the woman who saved me multiple times, the one who always has my back, who never let go of me, who I feel safe and loved around, who never gave up on me...Yes, it's her. It's..
"Erin?" I half-whisper as I see her running towards me with an extremely worried look on her face.
A/N : So this was the first chapter, there might be some grammatical errors because English is not my first language ( sadly ) but I'll try my best. This is my first ever book and it might be really really crappy, but whatever. Enjooooy!
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FanfictionErin feels nostalgic and wants back to Intelligence. But what does she gave to do in order to go back? Will Jay support her? What will Voight's opinion be? This is a follow-up of 4x23 of Chicago PD. All characters are owned by Dick Wolf.