In That Moment- A Chicago PD FanFiction

Chapter 23

Erin's P.O.V.

As much as I refuse to admit it I'm finding it harder and harder to do my job. I'm exhausted all the time, I think I actually fell asleep at my desk the other day- not that anyone would dare say anything to me about it, after my little outburst at Ruzek the week everyone's been trying desperately not to say anything that might upset me. It's frustrating to say the least, I wish things could just go back to normal. But things are never going to be what I consider 'normal' ever again, my ever expanding stomach is proof of that.

It's finally starting to sink in that there's a real baby in there. It brings a smile to my face, thinking about the first time I felt our baby kick, the look on Jay's face. I might have my doubts, that I'm keeping to myself, but Jay is definitely ready for this. He's going to be an amazing Dad, there's no doubt about that. I'd like to think I'll be a good Mom, but then I can't help but doubt it. Neither of my parents were exactly good role models. I can't help but lay awake sometime and worry that I'll end up being like my parents. I know there's huge differences, I'm not a drug addict for starters, but the thought is still there.

I groan inwardly as the alarm sounds again. I'm going to have to admit defeat and go on maternity leave soon, I'm just so not used to sitting around doing nothing all day. Truth be told I'm a little worried about being left alone with my thoughts all day. I sit up slowly, trying to find the energy to drag myself out of bed when there's a knock at the door. I can hear the shower running so I'm going to have to go and answer it. I haul myself up off the bed after a couple of attempts, walking slowly through the apartment to answer the door.

I find Voight on the other side, looking a little nervous. "You're here early?" I question, wondering what he's doing on my doorstep before 7am, although I have a suspicion where this is going. "Erin, look I've been patient but there comes a point where you're too stubborn for your own good.... You're going on maternity leave now, and I mean it- I don't want you popping that kid out on my office floor! Stay home and put your feet up. How much longer have you got left anyway kid?" He asks me, and I can see he's waiting for me to yell at him. I'm kinda relieved in a way, I haven't got the energy for work and there's not much left that I can actually do anymore. "Five weeks." I say apprehensively, the time has flown by and I don't feel in any way ready for this baby to come. "Message received, I'm staying home..." I smile, secretly elated at the thought of getting back in to bed. He smiles, leaning forward to give me a hug, which is made difficult by the enormous bump which gets in the way of pretty much everything. "Take care of yourself kid." He says, before turning and leaving.

I'm laying in bed, flipping through a magazine when Jay gets out the shower. "What you doing still in bed?" He asks, and I know he's worried something is wrong. He's spent several weeks trying to get me to stay there and I've refused point blank every time. "Voight came by, he said it's time for me to stop working... I agree with him, so here I am..." I explain, and I watch as he tries to hide the grin on his face. He's finally got what he wanted. He sits down on the edge of the bed, leaning forwards and gently kissing the top of my head. "Finally you see sense!" He laughs and I laugh along with him. "Hey, you enjoy your day at work... I'll be lying here sleeping, watching tv and eating ice cream... what more could a girl want?" I tease, knowing he's worrying about leaving me on my own all day. "I'll come back and see you at lunch time ok?" He says as he stands up to leave. "Yeah, yeah whatever... stop worrying and go to work!" I laugh, turning the tv on. If he doesn't go soon then he never will.

I'd planned on sleeping most of the day, but between Jay and Voight my phone seems to be ringing every two minutes which is making the sleeping thing kinda hard. It's annoying too because the baby is keeping me awake all night and I could really do with the rest. After reassuring Voight for the hundredth time that I'm still ok, and yes I am resting I hand up the phone. I think about it for a moment before I turn it off. I just want a couple of hours of uninterrupted peace and quiet. I place the phone on the bedside table and lean my head back against the pillows, closing my eyes. Maybe I can finally get some rest.

Jay's P.O.V.

"She's not answering." I tell Voight as he drives us back across town. I know between the two of us we've been harassing her all day but I can't help but worry. "I'll try her." Voight says, pulling out his phone. I hear it ring several times before it cuts out to her voicemail. There's a knot in the pit of my stomach. I shouldn't have left her alone, what if something's happened to her. Clearly Voight's having the same thoughts. He suddenly spins the car around, putting the lights on. He weaves through the traffic at ridiculously high speeds, reaching the apartment in what seems like seconds.

We both get out and run up the steps, stopping when we reach the door. I fumble around in my pockets trying to find a key, then remember that I left them in my desk draw. Voight gives me a look that I can't read, before banging on the door loudly. I join in, calling her name through the wood but there's no reply. "Seriously Halstead, no spare?" Voight says and I shake my head. I really need to sort that out. After a few more minutes of knocking on the door I'm starting to feel sick with worry. Why isn't she answering?

Voight looks at me for a moment and I nod knowing what he's thinking. He takes a couple of steps back. "We're coming in Erin!" He yells, taking a run at the door which opens easily. "Erin?" We both yell as we rush inside, but there's no sign of her in the kitchen or on the sofa. I stop abruptly as I enter the bedroom, Voight nearly running in to the back of me. She's there, on the bed fast asleep with ear plugs in. I'd forgotten what a heavy sleeper she can be. We're about to sneak back out when her eyes snap open. "Seriously? You can't even leave me to sleep?" She complains and I feel back for waking her up, I know she's been struggling to sleep. "You weren't answering your phone." Voight interjects and she picks it up from the bedside table. "I turned it off because you two kept harassing me!" She says, climbing out of the bed and shaking her head. I look at Voight sheepishly, we might have overdone it slightly. I'm about to apologise when Erin lets out a loud hiss, grabbing hold of the edge of the bed. "Erin?" Me and Voight both say at once, rushing over to her. I feel as though my heart has stopped. "I think my water just broke." She whispers, looking up at me.