Disclaimer: I don't own Chicago PD.

A/N: Sorry! Been slack with this story, but the last few chapters... let's just say I didn't love them. But this one, I feel like I'm getting my mojo back for this story. But it's late and I'm tired and stuck at the hospital so maybe I'm wrong lol

What If Part 9

"You're not moving the TV." I shut Jay down mid ramble about 'his guy' that's 'an artist'.

"Why?"

"I like my apartment the way it is." I shrug my shoulder.

"Our apartment." He corrects me with a smirk and I roll my eyes.

"Our apartment." I tilt my head back and smile against his lips.

My head rests against his bare chest as we cuddle in bed, not wanting to get up and start the day.

"I can't believe you asked me to move in." He whispers quietly, sounding afraid that it was all a dream.

"Well believe it."

"Are you sure this is what you want." He asks worried.

"Yes. Wait… are you?" It's my turn to be panicked.

"Without a doubt. Just don't want you to feel pressured or regret the decision."

"I won't… I mean I didn't plan on asking you last night but I've been thinking about it… and I want it. I want to live with you." I smile up at Jay and he leans down to attach our lips again.

"I need to pack." He groans and I smirk.

"How can you possibly have anything left there?" I tease.

"Shut up. I didn't move that much over here." I send him a look of disbelief.

"Okay I did… but I was always here. Seemed easier."

"Is that it?" I raise an eyebrow.

"I… had hoped one day we would move in together." I kiss him again before groaning when my phone rings.

"It's Hank."

"Get it, I'm going for a run." Jay kisses my forehead before getting up and grabbing some running gear.

"Hey Hank." I answer as I watch Jay get ready.

"Hey kid, thanks for dinner last night."

"It was nice." I smile as Jay waves goodbye before leaving.

"I wanted to talk to you about Jay." My heart skips a beat.

"What about him?" I ask, my heart in my throat.

"Just going over what my thoughts are now I've had a serious chat with him."

"Hank, don't take this away from me." Panic spreads through my body and my voice.

"No, Erin. It's not that."

"Oh. Good. Because I thought you approved." I sigh in relief.

"I do… even more now. He's a good man and he's sincere about his feelings for you."

"Okay, then what's the problem?"

"No problem, I'm just wanting to extend a formal invitation to family dinner every Sunday. The tradition is back and Jay's coming."

"Really?" I raise an eyebrow curious.

"Yeah. As far as I'm concerned he's family now."

"Thanks Hank." I whisper with a smile.

"Besides it will be nice to get to know him. I know the part of him that's a damn good detective in my unit, and I've had a serious talk about his relationship with you and what you mean to him and we put it all out in the open in terms of his intentions. But I want to actually get to know him, and I'll do that through these dinners."

"Wow."

"Don't act surprised your old man has a heart." Hank chuckles down the phone.

"I'm not… but I took your advice." I bite my lip.

"What advice?"

"I asked Jay to move in."

"You're kidding." Hank's clearly shocked and I roll my eyes.

"No, I'm not."

"Good for you Erin. Thought it would take more pushing."

"It sort of just slipped out." I shrug my shoulder rolling over to Jay's pillow and inhaling his scent.

"But you don't regret it."

"No."

"Guess I should offer my help moving him."

"No need, we should be right." I smile as I say my goodbyes.

I'm nursing a cup of coffee when Jay returns from his run all sweaty, he comes over to me on the stool.

"Hey babe." He's panting as he places a kiss on my head.

"How was your run?"

"Good." He grabs a bottle of water before he jumps up onto the counter.

"I called my landlord, my lease is almost up so I gave him my notice."

"What are you going to do with your furniture?" I cast my eyes around my fully furnished apartment.

"Give it away. Donate it." He shrugs a shoulder.

"Good answer." I stand up before moving between his legs.

"I just need to pack my personal belongings up, won't take long." He smiles down at me.

"Most of it's here already…" I smirk and he rolls his eyes.

"Enough of that." I giggle as I reach up on my tiptoes to kiss him.

"Well let's find some boxes and move today."

"Sounds like a plan." He nods in agreement.

"Hank offered to help, I'm sure the guys would too in exchange for beer but I don't really think we need help with what we will be bringing, do you?" I bite my lip in thought while I wait for his answer.

"Nah, we've got it."

"Wait, so you told Hank?" He raises his eyebrows.

"Yeah. He's happy… also invited us both to family dinner every Sunday." A soft smile plays on my face.

"Really?"

"Which part can't you believe?" I raise an eyebrow in question.

"Both?"

"You won him over, what can I say."

"My charm and good looks won you over. That's all I care about." I lean up to kiss him again before pulling away to giggle.

"You're disgusting and sweaty."

"What you don't like that?" He jumps down and turns us around so I'm trapped against the kitchen counter.

"Not really… let's get you clean." My hands pull his shirt off, enjoying the glistening on his abs.

His head comes down and his lips find mine, his hands grabbing my ass and lifting me on the counter.

I feel his hands on my bare thighs as he pulls me to the edge of the counter, my pussy against his lower abdomen.

He pulls my singlet over my head, his lips seeking mine again and his tongue slipping in.

I shiver as his hands trail over the smooth skin of my back as he pulls our naked chests flush against the others.

I'm panting as he moves his lip across my jaw and down my neck, finding my weak spot and sucking hard.

My hands comb through his hair and pull him closer as I drop my head back.

My pussy is throbbing with want and I squirm around, my legs wrapping around Jay and pulling him even closer to create friction.

"Fuck you're beautiful." Jay pulls back to take in my flush cheeks and swollen lips.

Blue and hazel eyes stare intently, want and love shining in our gazes.

My hips jerk as his hand presses down against my aching core through my panties.

His fingers pull the panties to the side to slip two fingers in, agonizingly slow.

"You're so wet." His fingers pump in and out quickly as my eyes fall closed with passion.

My eyes fly open when he withdraws his fingers and I whimper from the loss of contact.

Jay pushes me backwards, my heart thumping wildly as my back hits the cool kitchen bench.

His hands grab the insides of my thighs before pulling them apart, the anticipation of what's to come has me dripping in need.

This time his fingers hook in the panties and pull them down my legs and over my feet before dropping them to the floor.

He's holding my thighs again, ensuring they stay wide. Subconsciously I'm fighting against his grip to bring my legs together to find some sort of release.

"Jay." It's barely a whisper, my voice catching when I see him lick my juices off his two fingers.

His hand goes back to its place on my thigh as he leans forward, my hips jerk as his tongue slides along my entrance.

My knuckles are white as my hands grip the kitchen counter to my sides, eyes closed and moans slipping through my lips.

"Fuck Jay. I need you."

He ignores me as his tongue continues to work on my pussy that is craving his penis, wishing he would slide in and drive me home.

He sucks down on my clit and I find my orgasm as Jay licks up my juices.

I sit up as he stands and grab his cheeks pulling him in harshly, our teeth clash in my haste and I move my tongue into his mouth, pushing as deep as I can.

My legs wrap around him pulling me close, my wet pussy against his bare stomach.

He moves to pull away but I don't let him, his hands finding my ass instead.

Jay picks me up and walks me through the apartment, our lips not leaving the others more than a moment here and there for a much-needed gasp of breath.

I gasp as my back hits the cold shower tiles as Jay struggles out of his pants and boxers, not leaving my embrace.

He kicks them backwards and slams the shower screen door, his hand then turning the water on hot.

I can feel the cold water splashing up against us before it turns hot, steam floating around us.

Jay moves us under the stream, my back finding the wall again.

Wet hair is matted to my neck as his lips trail kisses down there, my hands on his neck pulling him closer groaning as it results in a bite to my neck.

He pushes his penis into my pussy quickly, his lips brushing against mine again.

His thrusts are frenzied and deep, one of my feet braces against the shower screen allowing for harder thrusts and I bite down on Jay's lip when the passion gets too much.

A hiss escapes his lips as his hands grip my thighs even tighter and pulls out only to thrust back in harder than before.

I'm screaming in pleasure as I come and Jay's rocking against me before he explodes.

"You ready babe? I've picked up some boxes." Jay asks as he walks into the bedroom with his car keys still in hand.

"I don't know if I can walk. Fuck." He smirks at me and I glare in return.

He lays down on the bed besides me, his right arm propping his head up as his left hand rests on my stomach.

My eyes leave the ceiling and I turn my head to the left.

"This is the best compliment my sex has ever received." His smirk still in place.

"Where did that even come from?" He raises an eyebrow at my question.

"Christening our apartment." He wiggles his eyebrows.

"I should ask you to move in more often." He chuckles before kissing me.

"What the hell is this down here?" I'm laughing as I kneel on the floor to inspect it closer, whimpering slightly at the movement.

I turn to see Jay smirking and I smile in return, eyes twinkling.

I dust the metal box off and see it has a lock; I pick it up and hold it in my hands.

Jay comes to sit in front of me, his back against his closet wall.

"Nothing."

"Jay." He sighs before putting in the code and opening the box.

"I thought your military medals are at mine already?" I raise an eyebrow confused at the contents of the box.

"Some are." He shrugs looking at the box.

"Some? Why are these separate?"

"No reason."

"Jay, talk to me." My hands trail over the medals before I reach out and grab his hand.

"I didn't do it for recognition… I don't like having them all." His tone is distant.

"You should be proud." I whisper, his hand still in mind.

"I am… of some. Some I don't deserve."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning, I got them trying to save lives I lost anyway. Bravery doesn't mean anything to me if I couldn't bring them home to their loved ones."

"Baby." His eyes are full of tears and his lips quiver before his bites down.

I crawl into his lap, my legs to one side and his arms around me.

"What you went through was real and painful Jay. If you ever need help carrying it… I'm here."

"Thank you." He kisses my forehead.

"Open up and talk to me about your time there. It might help…"

"Erin, not today. Today is supposed to be happy. I'm moving in with the woman I love. Let me enjoy it."

"Okay. I love you." I press my lips to his in a sweet kiss.

"I love you too." He whispers.

"Are these your dog tags?" I pick them up and turn my head back to his.

"Yeah."

"Why are they in here?"

"I don't know… I thought I lost them. I probably put them in here by accident one night when I couldn't sleep."

I want to pry and push for information but hold back knowing he wants today to be happy.

He grabs them from me, his thumb running over them before he slips them over my head.

"We should keep going." I get up with an exaggerated wince, wanting to see his smirk reappear. I smile when I succeed and we continue to move about the apartment packing up Jay's life as a bachelor to start his new life with me.

"Oh my god. I'm exhausted." I drop the last box with the others as Jay puts down the two boxes he's carrying.

"I bet. I wore you out this morning." He chuckles over at me.

"Yes. You did. But I'm happy to wake up to that every morning now that we live together." He joins me laying on the couch and holds me close.

"I like the way that sounds." He whispers before placing a kiss on my forehead.

"I bet you do." He rolls his eyes at me.

"Not that… well that too. But the fact we live together."

He kisses me sweetly, his hand going to play with his dog tags around my neck.

"Pizza for dinner?" He asks dropping them back to my chest.

"Sounds good." I reach into my pocket for my phone before submitting the order.

My eyes are trained on Jay's multiple piles of boxes around my living area and I can feel Jay's eyes on my face.

"What's up?" He asks as he chews his pizza.

I get up from the couch and walk towards one pile of boxes, tearing through them before moving to the next and doing the same.

"What are you looking for?" His tone curious.

"The receipt."

"What receipt?" He scrunches his brows up confused.

"To return you." I wink at him with a smile as I continue moving boxes.

"Ah ha." I call out as I find the box I'm looking for; I open it up and start digging through.

"What are you doing?" Jay's arms wrap around my waist from behind when I stand back up.

"This." I look down at the picture in my hands, tracing it gently with my fingers.

"Why?" Jay whispers.

"You wanted today to be happy and I want it perfect for us. You only move in with the person you love once… This has always been my apartment… we could have gotten a new one together and really made it our place. But we didn't, anyway… I just want you to feel like this is your home. I want this to be our apartment. So have your stupid TV where you want it… but for now? Let's get some of your pictures up." Jay places his lips against my neck softly.

"You're amazing." He whispers softly, amazement in his voice.

"I love you." I whisper back.

"I love you too."

"Is this your mum?" I look down at the woman smiling happily in the photo, a young Jay next to her.

"Yeah." His voice is choked up.

"She's beautiful. I wish I could have met her… to have raised a son like you I bet she was amazing. I would have liked to thank her… because she's the reason you're you."

"She would have loved you Erin, she would approve."

I feel moisture on my neck, my right hand reaches up and caresses the back of his head while his arms are wrapped tightly around my waist.

I lean down again to pull another photo out.

"This is a nice one of us."

"Yeah." He agrees softly.

"I can't believe you had this in your apartment. We should take more couple photos…"

"I'd like that." I pull away to take the photos into the bedroom and place the one of us on Jay's bedside table and the one with Jay's mum on the nightstand.

My feet take me back into the living area, picking up a photo of Jay and his Ranger unit; I walk over to the bookshelf and place it down.

I pull the dog tags from around my neck and hang them over the edge of the frame.

My body turns to see Jay in front of me; he leans down softly and captures my lips in a sweet kiss.

I pull my phone from my pocket before turning in his arms; his arms are tight around my waist as his chin rests on my shoulder.

My phone snaps a memory of our first night living together, the bright lights of the city flashing in the distance.

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