A/N:there just aren't enough fics about Jay and Erin out there. I own nothing.
They were just sitting in the car after a drink at Molly's. Erin was dropping Jay off, but he wouldn't get out of the car. Instead, he just sat there and looked at her. He never thought about how close Erin was to Jules but they were the only women in the unit. They had bonded and now she left Erin to tell her husband, to hold her husband while he cried to her on the front steps while the two children were inside. Jay thought how Erin helped Jules' husband grieve, but who was going to help her?
"Hey Lindsay, why don't you come up stairs for a few?" He could see her processing this in her head. "Stop thinking so much into this, Jules just died I don't think we should be alone and we're partners."
"Alright, alright. No more booze though." She's already pretty buzzed and she wants to remember tonight. Or maybe only part of tonight, cause sitting with Jay in the car makes her feel different.
After parking the car, they walk up to the stairs of his apartment, but Erin tripped on some sidewalk that was turned up. She reached out for something, and felt someone's arms wrapping around her waist. Jay grabbed her and carried her bridal style up to his apartment.
"You know, your neighbors are going to think we got hitched." She barely slurred the words, but he could see the usual light in her eyes dimming, the red rings beginning to show again, the bags are more defined. He can tell she hasn't been sleeping, maybe the nightmares are back again. This girl has been through the ringer and he doesn't even know the beginning of it. Jay put her down once he opened the door and he watched as she stumbled onto the couch, smirking at her because she's funny tipsy. And she has needed this, they both have.
"Come 'ere Jay." He moved and sat on the other side of the couch. "You. You are one hell of a partner. I don't think I tell you that enough. Jules, she said she was going to buy me a beer tonight so she could know what happened between me and Voight." He just watched her, memorized the rasp of her voice, the way her curls frame her face, and the way she has those little dimples in her cheeks when she smiles. God that smile, and that laugh, and she's his partner but right now neither of them care. Erin had been moving closer to him as he was lost in her eyes, and then she had her hands cupping his face, moving in to close the distance between them. Jay just gave in 'who's thinking too much now,' he thought.
So he let her place her lips on his, he let his hands rest on her hips since she was straddling his and he kissed her back. Trying to forget everything, Diego, Jules, Voight, and just keep this memory forever. He squeezed her hips to let her know that he was right there with her, partners always. He felt a wetness on his cheeks, tasted the salt between their lips, felt Lindsay begin to shake, sobbing into his mouth. Jay couldn't stand to see her like this.
"Hey hey hey. It's okay to let your guard down every now and then." Jay held her head against his, looking straight into her eyes. "I'm here for you, alright?. And Jules? She'll always be with you. I'll always be here for you. No matter what." He placed a kiss on her forehead and carried her to his room. She just wanted to sleep in his arms, where she felt safe.
A/N: This might be a one-shot, but I'm not entirely sure yet.