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JAY GETS SHOT

Erin's pov:

the world around me seemed to be broken, shattered into tiny fragments like a broken screen. i could still hear the screams, they were my own. i was trembling in my seat, shaking so much that it felt like an earthquake had hit and was jostling my body side to side. jay was beside me, laying down and covered in blood. i could barely recall the events of the evening. they were foggy, as if i was staring at them through a great, towering cloud of mist. the fragments of memory finally surfaced, allowing me to see my one mistake...

it was official, until jay was safe to return home, he was to stay with me at my apartment. that was the plan. however, a loud bang burst through the room as a man shoved the door open. i yelled and shoved jay to the ground, "jay, watch out!". i pushed him just in time to prevent any bullets from hitting him, or so i thought... the next thing i knew, he was on the ground. his pupils were blown, his clothes covered in blood and his skin paler than usual. he already looked dead. i tried to shake him awake, to get any form of reaction, but alas, it was to no avail. before i knew it the thunderous bang of the gunfire ceased as the offender fled on foot down the nearest alley. i heard the familiar voice of gabby Dawson, Antonio's sister, echo through the room. she was talking to me. i finally snapped out of my mind, glancing skywards to face gabby, "erin, are you hurt?", she questioned, clearly noticing the blood coating my arms. "n-no", i stuttered slightly before continuing, forcing myself out of shock, "jay- um- he's hit. i- i think", i wasn't quite sure what was wrong until i saw an even darker train of blood soak through my shirt. i lifted it up cautiously, expecting to find nothing. i gasped in shock, however, at the discovery of a bullet wound in my abdomen. 

i wasn't exactly thrilled at being shot, but i knew i had to save jay first, put his life before mine. i continued to shake in my place next to jay. i had refused medical treatment, only wishing to stay with jay until he recovered... if he recovered. i shook even more at the painful thought, the dread of it far worse than seeing Charlie again or going back to my old life.  i glance once more at jays pale face before clutching my abdomen and releasing the bitter flood in my mouth. the ambulance wreaked with the stench of iron as blood poured from both of our wounds. it was only when jay began to wake up, however, that i realised i was drifting of...

the next thing i knew i was awake in a hospital bed, attempting, albeit with extreme difficulty, to open my eyes. i shifted my gaze to the photo in my hand, burgess had put it there, i guessed. it was of me and jay on our first day as partners, basically us annoying each other as usual. i giggled slightly, causing minuscule waves of pain to swim through my body. jay's smile was bright as ever, despite him rolling his eyes at me. i was driving, he was still trying to convince himself that i didn't 'always' drive... he was so wrong.

my mind drifted back to jay. i wondered how he was doing, if he was even alive... i shook at the thought. i knew jay, he was to damn stubborn to listen to me, let alone die on me. my gaze shifted to the door as the handle turned, opening to reveal a very pale looking jay. "my god. you had me so worried.", i bit my lip as tears began to fall, the sadness evident in my voice, turning to giggles as i continued, "i knew you were to damn stubborn to die". jay slowly paced over to me, he was attached to a an IV drip, before pulling me into a long embrace. i could practically feel his worry, i knew what he was thinking. he pulled away briefly to give me a look that read 'how dare you have the audacity to almost die on me' with a mix of ' i was so damn worried erin!', the latter of which being a common look , especially from halstead. i knew jay was always worrying about me. in fact, that's the precise reason i watch my own back nowadays; thanks to jay, i have a reason to live, a reason to be happy. i would do anything to ensure he kept that dum smile on hi stupid face.

authors note: 

okay, i take requests. this book is mostly fluff but i will write some smut as well, only when requested, however. have a great day guys!

graysonisdemi signing off...