9. Chapter 9

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Chapter 8

Jay sat on the arm of Erin's couch, beer in hand. He was wearing his usual jeans, t-shirt and black hoodie/leather jacket combo. Erin walked towards him, dressed in jean and a black V-neck tank top, exposing a healthy amount of cleavage that her push up bra supplied.

"So what's on the menu tonight?" Jay asked. "Chinese? Pizza? Thai?"

"Me." Erin answered, slipping her arms around his neck. Before he had a time to question her, she covered his lips with hers. Her hands travelled down onto his shoulders, beginning to remove his jacket.

She felt him pull away, their foreheads and noses still touching. "Erin?" He asked, his eyes searching hers for answers.

"Sssshhhh!" She whispered before taking over his mouth with hers. She felt his strong hands grab her waist, pulling her into him. She could feel his fingers grip the edge her tank top, just as her hands gripped the edge of his t-shirt. Simultaneously, they broke apart to remove each other's tops.

They both sighed admirable gasps at each other's bodies, before Jay's mouth buried itself amongst Erin's cleavage, beginning a trail of kisses back towards her mouth. Erin arched her back to give him better access as her fingers located his belt and removed it. She began to undo the button and zip of his jeans.

As Jay finished his trail of kisses up her neck and jaw line, he looked her in the eyes, his trademark cheeky smile making his eyes dance with lust. Erin returned the smile before pushing him back onto the couch.

She climbed on top of him and began her own trail of kisses up his chest towards his mouth. She could feel his fingers unclasp her bra and the straps slowly slip off her shoulders...

"Ring, ring. Ring, ring." Rang out her cellphone. Erin jumped out her sleep, her fingers gripping her sheets, her toes curled, her breasts feeling particularly tender.

"Hello." She couldn't help but pant.

"Erin, tell your boyfriend to go home." Voight's stern voice barked. "We got two dead bodies. Meet me at the River Walk asap!"

"Okay!" She panted, before flopping back onto her pillow.

She raised her hands and covered her face, her mind still spinning about the dream. What the hell was that about? Had Jay's 'model' boyfriend act and Allie's talk about how amazing he was in bed plant an idea in her? Whatever happened, she hoped a cold shower would cure her.

Erin stood at the river, surveying the scene before her. Before her lay a naked man and woman, both of them tied up, with obvious bruising to their necks and various stab wounds to their torsos. She would never get used to seeing these sights. Unfortunately, these scenes were not unusual in her line of work.

She noticed Voight walking towards her with Dawson; she could hear Jay also coming towards her from behind.

"Not a pretty sight before breakfast." Antonio stated. Erin nodded in agreement.

"What you got for me Halstead?" Voight asked.

"The victims were James and Callie Montgomery, married for the last two years."Jay replied, reading from his notepad. "James is a chief partner at Montgomery, Forbes and Wilkes."

"Why does that name sound familiar?" Erin asked.

"That law firm represents about 70% of Chicago's crime lords." Voight answered.

"So what are we thinking?" Dawson asked. "Is this a sex game gone wrong or are there higher powers at play here?"

"Whatever it is, I think Homicide want in." Jay stated, nodding his head towards the two detectives hovering over the bodies.

"Dawson with me!" Voight barked before heading towards the detectives; Antonio following behind.

"Now I'm glad I said goodbye to Allie last night." Jay stated. "It would have been totally awkward trying to explain to her why I was leaving at 4:30 in the morning for two bodies."

"It's all part of the job." Erin retorted, coldly; staring ahead. "She'll have to learn to accept it."

"Erin, are you okay?" Jay asked, reaching out to place his hand on his shoulder.

Erin flinched and quickly brushed it off by stepping aside. "Yeah, of course." She muttered, his touch bringing back the actions of her dreams all too fast. She felt the heat of his touch. "I'm just focused on the job."

She walked away, towards Voight and Dawson, who were having a heated discussion with the Homicide detectives. Jay watched her go, completely puzzled. He couldn't help but think about Severide and his wishes for Jay to keep his distance. Had he requested the same from Erin? Was she complying with them? Was this the beginning of the end for their friendship and partnership?

Jay stood, a cup of coffee in his hand, leaning against the door frame of the break room, his eyes focused on Erin. She was sitting on the edge of her desk, staring at the case board. He wasn't sure if she was trying to figure out the connections of the case or if she had got lost in her own thoughts.

She had been so distance all day, even going off and having lunch by herself. And he wasn't sure if he had imagined it but he was sure she flinched every time he moved an inch towards her. The events of last night replayed over and over again. If Severide possibly wasn't to blame for her coldness, then what was?

Was it all the talk of high school? Had it stirred up bad feelings for her? This is why he had tried to avoid her seeing his year book or having the conversation she initiated with Allie. He didn't want her to feel so bad, in comparison to his experience.

"Um...Jay." He heard Nadia's voice from beside him. "I need your help."

He quickly looked sideways. "Are you in trouble?" He asked, his voice filled with concern. He suddenly wondered if Erin's distraction and distance involved Nadia.

"Oh no, nothing like that." Nadia said. "I need your help with something positive."

"Positive?" He asked, hating himself for feeling disappointed. "Sure, I could use some positivity."

"Well, I've been checking out the local community college." Nadia began. "I never finished high school because technically I should still be attending but I could do some courses to get my GED."

"Nadia, that's a great idea." Jay said; genuinely proud. Maybe this is the news he needed to get Erin out of her funk.

"Yeah, that's what I think." Nadia agreed. "It could lead to some secretarial courses that could help me build a career."

"So where do I help?" Jay asked. "Is it a question of money or..."

"Kinda, yeah." Nadia replied. "I was talking to one of the lecturers and they were saying if a sergeant supports my application then I could get my fees paid by Chicago P.D. But..."

"You're afraid to ask Voight." Jay guessed, looking over at Voight office. He was shouting down the phone; probably to Homicide as jurisdiction over the latest case had not been decided yet.

"Yeah...so could you?" Nadia pleaded.

"Does it have to be the sergeant from your department?" He asked.

"Nope." Nadia replied.

"Leave it with me Nads." He replied, placing a reassuring hand on her arm.

"Thanks Jay. I knew I could count on you!" Nadia explained, playfully punching him on the arm. She turned to walk away but paused and turned around again. "Oh and one more thing? I'd really appreciate it if Erin didn't know. I want it to be surprise."

"Sure." Jay replied. Nadia smiled happily and returned to her desk.

Jay returned his focus towards Erin. She hadn't moved an inch. He didn't even know if she was blinking, or breathing. His head and heart filled with concern. He had to find out what was wrong with his partner, and soon.

To be continued...