In That Moment- A Chicago PD FanFiction

Chapter 22

Jay's P.O.V.

I get out of the shower to find Erin in the bedroom getting dressed. I catch sight of her reflection in the mirror and notice the tears on her cheeks. My heart drops and I rush towards her, assuming something is seriously wrong. "Erin?" I ask, putting a hand on her shoulder and trying to get her to turn to face me. She refuses to turn around, wiping her tears from her cheek. "Erin, what's wrong?" I ask again, I'm getting worried. She sighs and turns to face me, the tears still glistening in her eyes. "I can't do my trousers up! What the hell am I supposed to do?!" She replies, her voice getting louder towards the end. I have to remember not to laugh, although I'm not sure why she's so upset over this- it was always going to happen. I'm really struggling to keep up with her mood swings at the minute.

Eventually we end up leaving for work, at least half an hour later than we should have done. As we reach the top of the steps to the intelligence unit everyone's eyes are on us. I watch Ruzeks eyes wander over Erin's trousers and pray he's going to keep his mouth shut. I'd made the mistake of trying to make a joke out of the situation and she nearly bit my head of. I try and give him a warning look, that he clearly misses. I duck my head as he opens his mouth, knowing full well what's coming. He's going to regret this. "Hey Lindsay! What's with the trousers, you look like-" Ruzek starts, and he doesn't even get to the end of his sentence before she explodes. I meet Antonio's eyes across the room and Erin slams down her mug on her desk and marches over to Ruzek. She screams something that's almost entirely unintelligible, apart from the swear words, at him before storming out and slamming the door dramatically behind her.

There's a few moment silence, then Voight comes out of his office. He raises his eyebrows and looks at me. "What was that all about?" He asks looking confused. Everyone else turns to look at me, as if they're waiting for an explanation. They'll be waiting a while if they are, her actions made no sense to me before the pregnancy hormones. I shrug, "hormones..." And Antonio laughs. "I feel your pain! I actually thought Laura was going to kill me at one point when she was pregnant with Diego!" He laughs, walking back to his desk. He's not wrong, I only have to look at Erin in a way she thinks is odd at the minute. If I didn't feel like I was walking on egg shells all the time it would be kinda funny. "I guess I'd better go and find her..." I say reluctantly, looking at Voight in the hope he might volunteer. He laughs and shakes his head. "This ones all yours Halstead!" He says, gesturing to the door.

It doesn't take me long to find her, sat on a bench in the locker room glaring furiously at the wall. Her head snaps around as she hears my footsteps and I hold my hands up as I move slowly towards her. I sit down next to her on the bench and wait for her to speak. I'm worried that whatever I say it will be the wrong thing, I've been doing a great job of putting my foot in it recently. We sit there in silence for a few minutes before she speaks. "I should probably go apologise to Ruzek..." She says reluctantly, and I know she's embarrassed. I laugh quietly, "nah- he needed taking down a peg or too!" Much to my relief she laughs too. I put my arm around here and she leans in closer, resting her head on my shoulder. I hear her sniff, then bring a hand up to wipe her face- then I realise she's crying. "Damn hormones.." She mumbles and I hold her tighter, placing a kiss on the top of her head.

Erin's P.O.V.

I really can't get a handle on this whole being pregnant thing. I feel like I'm either angry, crying or eating- there's nothing in between. I shouldn't have flown off the handle at Ruzek like that, but I can't help but feel self conscious wandering around the precinct in my gym clothes because they were the only thing I could get on. It's my own fault, my jeans have slowly been getting tighter and tighter but I've been ignoring it, refusing to go and buy maternity clothes. It's stupid, but I'm just not quite ready to admit that this is actually happening and I'm going to have to slow down. I look up at the locker room door creaks open and Jay walks in, holding a shopping bag. He passes it to me gently and I smile a thanks at him before he turns and walks back out again.

As I walk back to my desk everyone looks up at me warily. "Sorry guys... Especially you Ruzek..." I say, feeling my cheeks flush. Adam smiles at me and gets up. He gives me a hug. "I guess I could forgive you if you promise to name the kid after me?" He suggests, making everyone else laugh. I roll my eyes, not this again. "It's not happening Ruzek!" I laugh, pulling away from him. He laughs too, "I kinda figured- for what it's worth though, I am sorry... You didn't have to go and buy new trousers because of me!" He says gesturing to my new clothes. I smile at him, looking up from my desk. "Seriously Ruzek, just shut up and move on already!" I say, looking back down at my computer. It's making me feel self conscious with everyone looking at me.

Voight comes out of his office and clears his throat. "Is it safe out here? Erin? You're not going to kill Ruzek?" He asks me and I feel my cheeks flush bright red again. "I'm just messing with you kid- I'm sure he deserved it!" He laughs, walking past my desk. Ruzek mutters something I can't quite catch before Voight starts speaking again. "Ok listen up- we're gonna put a cop in undercover witha hooker, it's about the only way we're gonna get this guy-"Voight starts. I interrupt him without thinking. "I'll do it." I say, then realise everyone's looking at me. "I... Um..." Voight starts shifting nervously, looking at Halstead who's not helping him out all. "It's not gonna happen Erin..." Voight finishes, looking at me nervously as though he's waiting for me to explode. I let out a little laugh. "Sorry guys... I kinda forgot about this!" I laugh, pointing down at my expanding stomach. Taking a back seat is seriously going to take some getting used to.