Hailey uptons teenage daughter likes to break the rules a little but she's smart, maybe even smart enough to have planned out her future career already... -Chicago PD- •Highest ranking ~ #1 on Chicago PD•

When Hailey Upton gets transferred on a loan to the FBI by intelligence boss Hank Voight how will Jay cope? What will happen when Hailey returns? Could Jay lose his partner for real this time, or will it bloom into more?

Chicago P.D. Fanfiction: Additional Upstead moments set in the first three episodes of season 8, leading up to the final scene of Tender Age.

Hailey is a law student at Central Chicago University, and when she's not studying, she's working - two jobs, so she can afford living away from her family and be independent of her abusive father. Jay came home from Afghanistan less than a year ago, shortly before his mother died. To be honest, he never really came home though. Being back in Chicago is hell, and while he refuses to talk or seek help, he doesn't care enough to hide it from anyone. When Hailey meets Jay on a drunk night out, she doesn't think she'll ever see him again. She doesn't want to, either. She likes to keep to herself. She doesn't know his past, and he doesn't know hers. She doesn't know how much he's struggling. And little does she know he's Will Halstead's younger brother... This is a story of what might have happened - if Upstead met years earlier, long before they joined the police. ---- Updates every Monday (approximately)! This is the very first version and as usual, I'll majorly edit the whole book once it's done, so be kind. All rights reserved, have fun reading! I'd love to hear your opinions, so please comment or vote if you like... Apart from the One Chicago characters / cast, this story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to other real persons, living or dead, or to other stories is purely coincidental.

"My place?" Jay asks, breaking the silence. We discussed this before, jokingly, Jay and Vanessa and I. We said that if we were to get quarantined, Jay and I would do it at his place, so Vanessa could stay at mine. We were just fooling around, and I didn't expect it to actually happen. Except it did. And I don't have a better plan than to nod my head at his question and watch the small smile that tugs at the corner of his lips. What the hell did I get myself into? ---- Note: This story takes place before Chicago PD 8x03 happens (rather somewhere pre Season 8). No fixed update schedule, but I'll likely be updating once or twice a week! This is the very first version and as usual, I might majorly edit the whole book once it's done, so be kind. All rights reserved, have fun reading! I'd love to hear your opinions, so please comment or vote if you like... Apart from the One Chicago characters / cast, this story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to other real persons, living or dead, or to other stories is purely coincidental.