Copnapped

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Erin had nothing to worry about. She decided. Everything was in the past, it didn't matter that she's heard Jay say her name in his sleep. The way he'd acted around her last night was enough assurance she needed.

"Time to face the music." She told him the next morning. They'd just finished breakfast and we're heading to the car. It was like she was unofficially back in the intelligence unit now, and although she had been enjoying her time off she was glad to be back. Especially now that Jay's ex was in town.

Jay chomped on his apple and grabbed his car keys. It was now understood between the pair that he drove when it was in their personal time, and she drove while they were at work. That way she could still feel authority and he could still feel like a man or at least that's how he described it.

"Are you sure you're okay? Jay asked as he switched off all the lights in his apartment. Erin looked at him sincerely and nodded her head.

"You know what? I think I am." She assured him, taking his hand.

Voight had a plan; he just didn't know how to execute it yet. Stacy was staying in his spare room, which of course caused conflict with Erin. But he was in control of the situation and Erin being cranky with him was something he was willing to live with.

"How'd you sleep?" Voight asked her once she'd emerged from the room she was staying in. Her hair was a fountain of blonde curls, although they'd fallen since he's last seen her. Even in the morning she still looked near perfect.

"Like a log." She smiled, sitting herself down beside him at the kitchen table.

Voight's arms were crossed behind his chest and a smile pressed gently against his lips.

"I'm glad." He told her, sliding a plate of waffles over to her.

"My, aren't you hospitable." She giggled, Voight watched her. He was having a hard time believing that this woman had ever been a cop, especially the type of cop her reputation lead him to believe of her. She was either playing a part, or somewhere along the line someone had got it wrong.

"That I am." He agreed.

"So, Sergeant. I'm no fool, you're buttering me up. You want something from me don't ya?" She asked between bites.

Voight smirked, "You're perceptive."

"My only question is, what is it you want me to do for you?" She questioned, keeping eye contact as she swallowed her last bite. Voight was good at this game; he didn't let his eyes leave her sight.

"A better question would be, want don't I want you to do for me."

She chuckled, "Oh well in that case..."

Jay patted Erin's knee on their drive. She was nervous, he could tell. He just didn't know how to deal with it. This whole thing was insane. It was like someone held him upside down and shook all his memories out of him just to make his life hell.

She squeezed his hand gently and assured him that she was fine. Really she was, it was just a little strange for her. She'd never felt like this about a man before, never had a need to feel insecure or jealous.

They walked into work hand in hand, people stared but Jay didn't care. He wasn't letting go for anybody. Even though Platt gave him a look of total terror, he walked up those stairs proudly.

"Detectives, uh, Sergeant Voight is waiting for you in his office." Nadia told them as they walked in the door.

"Thanks." Erin smiled, reaching over to pat Nadia's arm gently. Nadia smiled and turned back to her work. She didn't know what was going on but for some reason she thought that was for the best.

Erin looked up at Jay and smiled, but he could see it in her eyes that she was only putting on a brave face.

"Hey it'll be okay, let's just see what his plan is."

She nodded, taking the lead. Jay followed behind her, so it was his responsibility to close the door behind them. Voight motioned for the pair to sit down, and to Erin's delight the three of them were the only ones in the room.

"So, Stacy has agreed to pay a little visit to her old friend in prison."

Erin nodded, this was good news right?

"So, where do we go from here?" Jay asked, still confused by it all. This made no sense.

"We're going to sit on our asses until he tells us how high to jump." Erin filled him in with a bitter tone. She was sick of sitting around and feeling useless. She hated that some girl from Jays past could swoop in and change everything.

"What am I even doing here Hank?" She asked, hurt by everything.

"You're here because it's your job." He told her, locking eyes on her.

"Why does it feel like all you want to do is babysit me?"

Jay remained silent. This wasn't his argument to win.

"Erin.." Hank sighed, this wasn't easy for him either.

"Just do what you have to do. I'll be here, but don't expect me to be happy about it." She told him, rushing out the door.

Jay watched through the window as Erin wandered over to Nadia, the two girls embraced and it looked like they were starting a casual conversation. He hoped it would be enough to lower her stress. She deserved that at least.

"What do I need to do?" He asked Voight, turning back to his boss with a school boy smile.

"Give me a few hours, I'll let you know."