Chicago PD (#wattys2019)

84. Memory loss pt. 4 (Jay Halstead)

It has been exsactly a week since my memory came back. I haven't seen Jay or Erin but I probably will soon because I start work in three days.

I was laying on the sofa watching my favorite crime scene investigation series when I heard a knock on my door. "In a minute!"

"Hey." Jay stood in front of my apartment door, his hands tucked in his jeans pocket. "Can I come in?"

I opened the door wider and let him in. "Is everything okay?" I motioned for him to sit down on a sofa. "You look..."

"Tired?" He smiled. "I know. It's been an on going battle with Erin. She just wont sign the damn papers." He explained and went through his hair with his hand.

I nodded in agrement.

***

Few hours and an empty whiskey bottle later we were laughing our asses of about times we used to date. All of a sudden Jay leaned in and brushed his nose over my cheek. "We really messed us up didn't we?"

I closed my eyes and trailed my fingers up his arm. "Jay..."

Jay slowly leaned forward and put his forehead on mine. After gazing in my eyes for what seemed like forever, he slowly kissed my lips in a passionete way. "Whay don't we go out, on a date nex week?" He suggested.

"What about Erin?" I chuckled. "I have no interest in dating a married man."

Jay rolld his eyes.

***

"I do." Jay promissed to me in front of God. "I promise to love you forever and always."

Preist nodded and closed down his book. "Jay, you may kiss your wife."

Our friends ans familly went wild as our lips touched. He picked me up cousing me to burst out laughing while he struggled with carrying me. "It was your idea to get married while I'm eight months pregnant."

Jay just pecked my lips. "Wouldn't want it any other way Ms. Halstead."

Complete.