DETECTIVES - Jay Halstead (2)

39- Over and out

Amelia

I stared at the wall in front of me, my fingers massaging my temples. There was no way I could chose. On one side, I had a career and a job I had worked so hard to build. Hell, I was stuck undercover for half a year for that goddamn career. I went through hell for it. I took shit from my coworkers for it. I love my job but on the other side, there's Jay. The man who saved me from the hell I was stuck in. The man who helped me work through all of my issues. The man that I was about to vow to love for the rest of my life.

Hank was sitting in front of me, waiting for me to snap out of it. But I couldn't digest the choice I was forced to make. I pursed my lips, breathing in and out. I stood up, screwing my eyes shut at the feeling of vertigo that took over me. Once I regained my strength, I looked Voight in the eyes and brought my hand to my gun. I took it out of my holster and put it down on his desk along with my star.

"I quit. I don't want to work with or for anyone who doesn't respect my private life. I put on a fair fight earlier and I would've done the same for Adam or Kevin. My relationship with Jay never meddled with my job and I know that you know that because you let us be. I don't ever want to have to chose between my job and the love of my life, because Jay will always win over everything." I explained to him and didn't even let him reply. I walked out of his office, confidently, and made my way out of the district. I waved at the desk Sergeant - who wasn't Platt for once- and went directly over to my car where I was finally able to breathe out.

I don't know what the Commander thought I was going to do, but there was no way I would break up with my soon-to-be husband for my job. I could always find work again but I could never - ever - find someone else like Jay again.

I drove to the hospital, texting Hailey to know which room Jay was in. I stomped out of the elevator, rushing to his room but Hailey stopped me before I could walk in.

"What happened?" She asked worried, I didn't really want to explain it to her right now. I only wanted to be with Jay. "Jay's okay, you don't have to worry." She reassured me, "But he might not be if you walk into his room looking like that." Hailey referred to my aggressive behaviour. I took a moment to breathe and calm myself down.

"I quit. The Commander made me chose between the job and my relationship with Jay, so I quit. Someone complained about our relationship apparently so besides that, nothing happened." I told her, running my fingers through my hair as she looked at me dumbfounded.

"Who?" She frowned, just as surprised as I was.

"I don't know, he couldn't- or wouldn't- tell me or Voight for that matter." She shook her head in disbelief, telling me that we'd talk about it later when we heard movements from Jay's room.

I pushed the sliding door open and walked in, noticing Jay laying against his pillows as he tried to reach for a glass of water from his nightstand.

"I'll get it for you," I spoke lowly, approaching him gently. I handed him a glass and he responded with a smile.

"You can talk now?" He teased and I rolled my eyes at him, taking him all in. He was still pretty badly hurt, but not quite as bad as he looked last time I saw him.

"Yeah, they figured I put up a fair fight. How are you feeling?"  I asked, resting my hand softly against his cheek - careful not to hurt him. He leaned into my touch a little which completely melted my heart.

"Nothing else happened?" He frowned, ignoring my question. My heartbeat quickened, unsure of what to tell him.

"No, nothing." I denied, shrugging. "Well, I'm suspended until they review my case but that's all." I bit my lip, lying my ass off. I didn't even know why I was lying to him. I guess I just didn't want him to worry. After all, he needed to recover - not worry about me.

"Good then, come here." He made a kissy face at me. I chuckled and leaned towards him, resting my lips softly against his. We kissed for a few seconds, forgetting all about the cruel world around us. I was careful not to lean into him too much so I wouldn't hurt him. Once we pulled away, I sat down on the bed so I could face him.

"When can you get out of here?" I asked him, holding his hand in mine and playing with his fingers.

"Well if you could sneak me out like right now that'd be great." He suggested, smiling weakly. I rolled my eyes at him still offering him a big smile. "But if not, I think later tonight. I have to rest but I'm not in mortal danger or anything."

"Thank God you're not." I answered, raising my eyebrows at him. "Did Will come by to see you?"

"Yeah, he came by with Nat and Noah. Who - by the way- said he didn't like my job very much because I keep on getting hurt like this and it interferes with his birthday parties." He chuckled softly, "He said so in different words, of course." I laughed at him and nodded.

"Poor guy. We're gonna have to buy a bigger gift to earn his forgiveness." I shook my head, still smiling at Jay. He just observed me silently for a while until I asked him what was up.

"You're beautiful, baby." He smiled fondly at me and I pouted, tilting my head to the side.

"So are you, my handsome soon-to-be husband." He smirked, pulling me in for another kiss.

This one was more passionate than the first one. Jay's hands held my waist with just enough force that I could tell he didn't want me to go. I held his face gently with my palms on his cheeks as his tongue slipped between my lips to rub against mine. I felt relieved that he didn't seem in as much pain as I first thought he was. I didn't like seeing him hurt.

After a while, we separated and I decided to go see a nurse to ask when Jay would be able to leave. I left the room after one more gentle kiss, a smile on my face as I shut the glass door.

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Is that enough fluff for you??

P.s : did i ever mention a date or time for their wedding cuz i dont remember

P.p.s : i found that on my pinterest (is that a sign)

I CAN'T FUCKING WAIT FOR THE DEVIL ALL THE TIME TO COME OUT OMG

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