A/N: welcome! Honestly, I have no business starting a new one shot or story or anything right now! I'm in the middle of exams, but I have so many cute and sad and fluffy and everything in between ideas for Linstead lately and I am determined to get them all out of my head and onto , starting with this one!

Thank you to my Linstead Crackheads for triggering my breakdowns on the daily and motivating me to write this (you know who are you) xo

Enjoy!

Erin could still feel it ringing. Though she had silenced the vibration of her cell phone, its heat burned against her palm as she held it in her pocket. She knew Jay was calling; he was the only one who would. Hank knew what was happening and the rest of her team wouldn't suspect anything unusual about her lack of appearance at Molly's tonight.

But Jay knew better. He's always known her, better than anyone. But she couldn't handle this, him, right now. So instead, Erin got in her car and started the long drive East to New York.

She was completely zoned out in the driver's seat. Her body was on auto-pilot; her brain knowing the streets of Chicago like the back of her hand. All she could focus on was him.

Her eyes flicked from the road ahead of her to the sign quickly approaching her.

You are now leaving the Chicago city limits. Population: 2.716 million.

We hope to see you again soon.

She was leaving behind a lifetime of bad news; abuse, drugs, illegal activity, pain and loss.

"I want to be a Chicago Police officer." Nadia smiled at Erin through her tears.

But leaving her past also meant leaving her future.

"I'm going to tell you what I would tell you a year from now. Two years from now. Twenty years from now..."

Jay's smirk grew as Erin looked at him, one eyebrow cocked sassily in challenge "do your thing babe."

Erin slammed her brakes, the realisation pulling her from the tunnel vision she had been trapped in. The single car driving behind her blared their horn as they moved into the next lane. But she didn't focus on it. Instead, she stared at the sign as her breath caught in her chest.

"What the hell am I doing?" she whispered to herself.

Jay stumbled out of the bar; the effects of the alcohol having hit him a bit harder than he had expected. He was by no means drunk, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't heavily-buzzed – at least. Erin had not picked up one of the ten calls he had made in the first hour of the night. And so, he had chosen to down more drinks than he should've in an effort to ignore the pressing weight of his mother's ring resting in the pocket of his jeans.

'I should've given it to her when I had the chance.' He thought to himself, picturing Erin's hand leaving his chest as she walked away from him outside the precinct.

Jay hadn't feel right since then. He could feel something shift in the atmosphere; as if the universe was trying to warn him. And he already knew that whatever was coming, it would not be something he was going to like.

"Hey, you good?" Ruzek's head popped out from behind the entrance door to Molly's.

"Yeah, just wanted some air." Jay said softly "I think I'm gonna go home actually."

Ruzek frowned, concern evident on the young man's face "you sure you're okay? I can get Hermann to call a cab, or Kim and I-"

"I'm fine, Ruz. Honestly, I just need to go home and sleep. Today's been exhausting."

"Alright," Adam gave his friend a small smile "Don't stress too much Jay, she'll call. It's gonna work out."

Jay just nodded as Ruzek went back inside, whispering to himself, "I sure hope so."

...

Half an hour later, Jay had settled his tab and - after convincing Hermann that he was definitely not drunk - was waiting outside for his Lyft driver. He heard a car pull up and looked up, surprised.

"You're not Karl." Jay said, confused.

'Smooth. Real smooth, Halstead.' He thought to himself.

Erin gave a small smirk in return "what, I get suspended for two days and already you forgot me?"

"You're definitely not that easy to forget, Er. Trust me." Jay quipped back with a laugh "I didn't think you were going to show."

"I wasn't planning to. I had to make a really big decision tonight, and I knew that if I showed up to Molly's before that, I wouldn't be able to make the right choice. So I wasn't going to come, but I realised I needed to talk to you about what's going on. There's some stuff I need to tell you."

Jay let out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding "Yeah, me too actually."

"What did you want to talk about?" Erin asked.

"No, you first. Please." He said.

"It's fine, I think it's best you go first."

"Erin, don't be silly just-"

Erin sighed "it's really not ... ugh ok I'm-"

"Come on Erin. Ugh fine-" Jay rolled his eyes

They spoke at the same time;

"Marry me."

"I'm leaving Chicago."

"... Wait, what!?" both yelled over one another again. Erin put her hand up to stop him.

"Did you just ask me to marry you?" She questioned, surprised.

"Did you just say you were leaving Chicago?" Jay responded, unable to hide the pain from his voice.

Erin sighed sitting on the hood of the car, Jay following suit.

"Talk me through this; why are you proposing?" Erin asked, "What's going through your mind right now?"

"I love you." Jay simply stated, "I know I messed up, and I'm so sorry for that Erin. But I wanted to show to you that I'm in this for the long haul. I want this, I want us, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to fix things between us."

"And you thought proposing marriage, a lifetime commitment, when you and I aren't currently even in a relationship, was the way to do that? Not to mention you're still married to someone else."

"It doesn't matter to me. You and I, we're supposed to be together. I know that now, without a doubt in my mind. You're my partner Erin, always. I took that for granted once before, I'm not about to make the same mistake twice. I love you."

"Didn't stop you from walking out that door, though." Erin said softly, her voice growing sadder.

"Erin..." Jay whispered, his heart breaking at how much he'd hurt her.

"Agent Spencer from the FBI; She offered me a deal," Erin started before he could say anything more "she's willing to help get IA off my back and release Bunny; if I move to New York and join her team."

Jay gave her a look "Are you seriously considering uprooting your entire life for Bunny? She dug her grave, let her lie in it. Why do you keep putting your neck on the chopping block for her?"

"She's my mother, Jay." Erin said softly "I don't know any other way to be when it comes to her."

"Your life is here, Erin. Your career is here. Our team, your family. You're letting Bunny control the situation yet again!"

"Don't you think I know all of this?" Erin exclaims, jumping up from the car to stand in front of him "I know exactly what I have here Jay. But it just doesn't know that it's a worthwhile reason to stay anymore."

Jay shakes his head, anger building up "you're running away."

None of this makes sense to him. He stands up, pacing on the sidewalk in front of the car. How can she be surrounded by so many people who love her, how can she stand here after he's just said he wants to give her forever, and still want to leave?

"Jay-"

"No! You can't tell me how much pain you've been through, like you have nothing worth staying in Chicago for! Isn't hank worth staying for? Your job? Our friends? Aren't I worth staying for!?"

He stops, the fight leaving his body suddenly. He looks up at Erin and she can see how tired he looks. The pain and sadness written across his face.

"what was all this for? You and me; what have we been doing this whole time, if the life we could have isn't a good enough reason to stay? Am I not enough for you?"

Erin can feel her heart breaking at his unexpected vulnerability. Tears fill her eyes as she rushed towards him, taking face in her hands and making him look down at her.

"Don't you dare question how I feel about you. You, Jay Halstead, are the only reason that this is so hard for me. I can leave everything else behind easily; I know Hank will be okay, that our team would understand." She pauses, trying to find the right words "When Annie and I caught up a few months ago, she asked me why I didn't just leave Chicago if it was so bad."

"What did you tell her?" Jay asks, nerves vibrating through his system.

"When I think about Chicago, the first thing that I think of is how much pain and loss and suffering I have gone through, my whole life here. I know that for every good memory I have in Chicago, there are five bad ones waiting to kick my legs out from under me. And despite that, all the good things I have here are exactly the reasons I want to stay. But they're also the reasons I should leave."

"I don't get it." Jay frowns "how can reasons so good, be why you should leave?"

Erin sighs and holds Jays hands in hers "I've spent my entire life stuck in the same cycle Jay. I've made so many mistakes here, I can't escape them. It's not that I don't want to build a future here, but I can't until I can resolve my issues from the past within myself. And I think moving away from Chicago for a while will help me do that."

"But taking Bunny with you, won't. No matter where you go she'll follow you and she'll keep poisoning your life."

His words reminded her of similar ones Voight had said; "bunny is the cancer in your life."

"I'm not bailing her out for her own benefit. I'm doing it for mine. I can never move on knowing that my freedom came at the expense of hers. Despite everything, she's still my mother, and part of me will always love her for the few good memories she did manage to give me."

Jay manages a small smile, leaning forward to kiss the top of her head moving her hands around his waist as he wrap his arms around her shoulders "you're heart has always been so kind, she doesn't deserve any part of it. But I get where you're coming from."

Erin feels tears pricking her eyes once more and she leans into his chest as she confesses softly "please don't think I'm making this choice lightly. I don't want to leave you, but I can't be what you need. Not like this. I love you, and I love Chicago. It's always going to be my home. But it's also the place that has broken me the most. I need some time to heal, to figure out my shit. I can't do that here. I don't know if I can do it in New York either, but don't I deserve to at least see if I could?"

She feels Jay nodding against the top of her head, his chin digging into her scalp. He doesn't say a word. Just pulls her body tighter against his, not wanting to let her go.

Jay takes a deep breath, asking the question despite his heart begging him not to.

"When are you leaving?"

"My flight leaves at 9:30 tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow?" It feels like someone has punched him in the gut. He was just barely coming to terms with the fact that he would be losing her, but the fact it was happening in less than 12 hours?

"Yeah, Spencer wants me there ASAP." Erin says, keeping her face hidden in his chest. She doesn't think she can handle seeing the hurt written across his face.

"Wow. It's all happening so fast," Jay says surprised "I thought we'd have more time."

Erin leans back and brings one hand up to rest against his chest, feeling his frantic heart beating against her palm.

She gives him a sad smile "Me too. But this isn't the last time we're ever going to see each other Jay. I'll keep in touch with everyone, and I'll come visit for the holidays when I can or you guys can come up to New York. I know how many furlough days you've all got sitting there being ignored." Jay chuckled at her attempt to lighten the emotional situation. "It's gonna be weird not being your partner."

"We're always going to be partners. Even if you're 800 miles away, you're my partner Erin. Always." Jay says leaning in to kiss her cheek.

His lips land on her soft skin, just barely grazing the corner of her mouth. Erin lets out a soft gasp as Jay pulls back. They stare into each other's eyes, the tension building as they debate whether or not they're really about to do this. Before they can overthink it, she takes the chance. Erin connects her hands behind his neck, pulling Jay down to her. Their lips meet again and it's like fireworks. They pour all their emotions into each passionate, bruising kiss. They're on the verge of a full-blown make out session in the middle of the street. Erin runs her hands through his hair as Jay wraps his arms tighter around her waist letting one hand cup her backside as he pulls her closer to him. They release from their kiss a few minutes later, unable to ignore their lungs' burning plea for air. Their lips rest against one another's, noses grazing gently in an Eskimo kiss as they try to regain their composure.

"I should g-"

"No," Jay whispers against her lips "I can't do it. I can't say goodbye to you. Please don't go. I'm not ready yet."

She leaned back in his embrace bringing her hand up to his cheek as Jay leaned into her touch; Erin trying to ease his pain the only way she knew how. This had always been the easy part for them; their physical connection had been what had bonded them from the start. Though they both knew there were real feelings buried between them, it was the physical pull they felt towards one another that had sparked the flame of their relationship.

It had been the attraction that lead them to "maybe one day", to Erin showing up at his apartment instead of her press conference, to sneaking around behind Hank's back, to Erin holding Jay's hand in public and Jay kissing her in front of everyone at Molly's. It was the way their actions spoke the words they were too afraid to say, that had been the foundation of their epic love story.

Jay broke the silence first "can we just not think about it for tonight? Can we just pretend that it's six weeks ago? That I wasn't secretly married, that your mother didn't put you in this position? Can we act like we didn't mess it all up? That we're two happy people in a relationship who had just moved in together. That we're still just laying in our bed, in love, like we we the first time?"

Erin frowned at his words "I don't- what exactly are you asking me Jay?"

"I just ... I know this has to end, no matter how much I don't want it to. I just want to forget for one night, that nothing's changed. That it's just you and me. I just want to end where we began."

Erin tried to remember the last time she had ever seen her partner look so vulnerable. His eyes were glued to the floor, head down refusing to look at her. His shoulders were tense, his body slightly caving in as if he was trying to protect himself from the hurt; from the rejection he was anticipating. She was pretty sure that she had never seen Jay Halstead so honest, so exposed with her in the last five years she had known and loved him.

She could do this for him, for them; because if she was being honest with herself she knew deep down that she wasn't ready to say goodbye to him. And she wasn't sure she ever truly would be.

"okay." She whispers, pecking his lips softly.

He looks surprised as he lips meet his again, mumbling against her "okay?"

Erin nods, kissing him harder for a second before she pulls back and takes his hand in hers heading back to the car.

"You know, as much as I hate to admit it, we could've fit that flat-screen in here."

"I told you so!" Jay called out as he walked back into the living room, handing Erin another beer as he sat down.

They had gone back to their apartment, and as much as she had wanted to rip his clothes off the second they walked in the door, the moving boxes she had bought and stored in the house earlier had halted their movements. It had been a sober reminder of the reality of their situation, and so Jay had begrudgingly offered to help Erin pack up some of her clothing and the few other items she wanted to take with her. But as soon as she had started to discuss what they were going to do with the apartment after she left, a Jay had quickly changed the conversation.

And that's how they had ended up here. The two of them were sitting next to one another on the couch watching a documentary. Specifically, the documentary Jay had told her about nearly two years ago when she told him she would take a bullet just to come over to his place that night.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into watching this." Erin scoffs as she takes a sip of her beer.

"I told you, commitment-phobia is a thing!" Jay exclaims chuckling.

Erin rolls her eyes at him "whatever, you're just as bad as I am."

Jay's about to respond when he feels Erin lean into his side, having moved so she was now lying in the open spot he had made when he perched his left arm on the back of the couch. His breath catches in his throat when Erin wraps her arm around his waist, playing with the buttons of his shirt as her fingertips graze his skin when they slip through the gaps of material.

This was what he had wanted. The comfortable togetherness they had experienced every night before he had walked out of their home. But now that he had it, all he could think about was that it was the last time it would be happening for the foreseeable future.

Could he really do this? Could he really say goodbye to Erin; his best friend, his partner, the love of his life. It was a bold statement to make, even if just in his own thoughts, but Jay now knew without a shadow of a doubt that Erin Lindsay was the woman who would have his heart for the rest of their lives. Whether she was 800 miles from him or not.

He just wish he hadn't waited so long to realise it. Maybe, if he had done so sooner, none of this would be happening. He wouldn't be losing her. They wouldn't be ignoring the last six weeks of their relationship because they wouldn't have gone through all of that in the first place.

"Hey." Erin's voice pulls him from his thoughts and he looks down at her concerned eyes "what's going on in there."

Her hand reaches up to brush the side of his face before running through his short hair. Jay closes his eyes, relishing her touch. It's a reminder of yet another small moment he won't have anymore.

"Is it selfish of me to say that I want you to stay?"

Erin sits up, taking his hand in hers "Jay, you know-"

"I know you have to go Erin, I just wish things were different."

Erin smiles "you know, if I could I would stay in this apartment forever with you. Laying in our bed after that first night on this couch ... it was the best night of my life Jay. It felt like, finally, I was getting everything I had ever wished for."

"That was one hell of a night." His voice gets dry as he the memories come to the surface of his thoughts.

The way she had kissed him so unexpectedly. He could still feel the jaw-achingly wide smile he had on his face when he kissed her back. The feeling of completeness when their bodies joined together once again, like falling back into the safest place you could be. He had never felt safer, or more loved, than when he was with Erin.

He notices all of a sudden just how close they are to one another. His eyes flit from her lips to her darkened eyes, he knows she's thinking of the same memories he was. And when he notices the slight change in her breathing he can't resist any longer.

Erin brings her hands up to cup his face as Jay leans in, their lips meeting as they finally decide to give into temptation. They feel the same explosion as they did earlier in the night, and before they know it she's grabbing at his shirt trying to take it off with one hand and rubbing his crotch with the other while his hands are dragging through her soft hair trailing down to feel her breasts through her shirt. Jay turns in his spot to face her more and they're in a better position.

They pull back to catch their breaths for a second and Erin grows impatient, pulling at his shirt so it pops open. They can hear the buttons flying everywhere, hitting the hardwood floors in different spots. Erin leans in to kiss him again when she notices the intense gaze he's got on her. Jay lifts off the couch slightly, Erin squealing in surprise as he pulls her legs out from under her lifting them both so they're laying down the length of the couch, Erin trapped underneath Jay. He holds himself up slightly so he's not pressing down on her completely and Erin uses the opportunity to divest of her shirt.

Jays eyes widen when he sees her sheer black lace bra that leaves little to the imagination. He remembers when he had first seen it, when their night out at Molly's had been cut short after she had mentioned the special 'outfit' she had sitting in a box in their apartment.

Their lips meet again. Erin's tongue pushes into Jay's mouth and she relishes in the familiarity of it all. Jay groans as her hands rake through his hair. Neither had realised just how much they missed one another's touch. Their teeth clash in a messy haze as Erins hands claw at Jays back when his mouth begin to lavish attention to her breasts, sucking each mound through the thin material of her bra before he manages to pull the cup down enough to free her. They're both heavily panting by the time Erin's hands reach his belt. She makes quick work and pulls it through the loops of his jeans with a flourish before tossing it on the floor next to them. Jay groans in frustration when she tries to pull her jeans and boxers off, their current position making it difficult to do since he's kneeling over her.

Erin pushes on his chest, "up." She breathes out and he follows her orders sitting up on the couch. Jay looks at her confused when she stands up, until he sees her unbuttoning her jeans. He stands up and does the same, pulling his jeans and boxers off so he's completely naked.

Jay looks at Erin, his eyes wandering up and down her body taking in every beautiful inch of her. Her cheeks flush under his intense gaze, she's not sure she would ever get used to the way Jay looked at her. She had never felt so equally loved or desired when she was with another man. Only Jay Halstead had the ability to make her feel that way. Jay kneeled down suddenly, his hands brushing down Erin's sides before his fingers tucked into the waistband of her jeans and pulling them down along with her underwear. His lips trace kisses from one hip to the other, before moving lower. Erin lets out a loud moan as her hands grasp his hair for stability. Jay looks up at her from his position, her body glowing from the moonlight that shone through the windows. She had never looked more beautiful than in this moment, her face pure ecstasy as she held him tighter to her womanhood.

"Jay, please..." she cries out.

Jay releases her, standing and placing light kisses along her shoulder to the crook of her neck as he mumbles into her soft skin "what is it baby? Tell me what you want."

"You, I want you!" She exclaims and pulls him in for a kiss again.

Erin pushes Jay back so he falls onto the couch now sitting upright, and they both let out a low moan when Erin sits astride him; their lower halves rubbing against each other creating a delicious friction. Jay ran his hands through Erin's hair before moving to finally take off the last item of clothing that remained - her bra - kissing her with as much passion as he could. Erin's hands rubbed up and down his forearms as she ground her hips against his, silently telling him to move faster.

"Jay, I need you."

Jay smirked as he heard the need in her voice "patience, babe."

Erin growled as she ran her tongue over his ear "now Jay, please." She gently nipped at his earlobe, Jay shutting his eyes at the sensation.

She knew his body too well, and Jay was a sucker for Erin Lindsay; whatever she wanted she got, and they both knew it. He laughed to himself as he kissed her shoulder, surprised that she had lasted this long. They never were good at playing the long-game.

Jay slipped one hand between their bodies, taking himself in hand as Erin lifted her hips up so he could position himself. They kept eye contact as she slowly lowered herself onto him, both letting out cries of pleasure as they were finally joined. Erin wrapped her arms around Jay's neck, burying her face into the crook of his neck and biting down on his salty skin to keep her volume under control. They stayed still for a brief moment, enjoying the feeling of being reconnected after such a long drought. Erin started to rock her hips against Jay and he held her hips to steady her. They met each other thrust for thrust, Erin placing her hands on Jay's knees behind her as she leaned back so he could go deeper.

Their action became more frantic. Their bodies moving against one another faster and harder as they tried to achieve their high. Erin could feel her body seizing as her orgasm built and she let out a loud cry when Jay pulled her back towards him and buried his face in her chest, kissing and sucking every inch of her skin he could whilst palming her breasts. Erin held onto the back of the couch, thrusting harder against him. Jay could feel his release building, but he wanted Erin to go over first.

"I'm so close," she panted "ah, Jay!"

"I know baby, me too." He whispered back.

Erin whimpered when he hit the right spot, feeling light-headed as Jay's hand reached between them to play with her clit sending her over the edge. She could feel him losing his rhythm as she shattered around him. Jay's hips slowed down as he let her ride out her orgasm. Erin refocused after a few seconds when she noticed he was still trying to reach his peak, still hard and moving within her but trying to let her focus on her pleasure. She gave him a sultry smile and leaned into him, grinding with him and whispering into his ear.

"Come on Jay, I want to see you let go."

She grazed her lips over his ear and let one hand brush lightly over his nipples, lighting up his nerve endings and Jay groaned as he pushed deeper into and let go, riding out his own orgasm.

Erin kissed his swollen red lips, moaning as she felt him fill her. They stayed like that for a little while, peppering each other with kisses and touches as they let their bodies wind down.

"That was ... amazing." Erin said as they got up off the couch "can't believe we spent so many times just sitting there watching documentaries, we could've had a lot of fun testing out the function."

Jay let out a low growl and leaned down to kiss her again, "don't think I'm anywhere close to being done with you, Lindsay."

Erin giggled as Jay picked her up over his shoulder, walking into their bedroom.

...

They lay in bed later that night, Erin's head resting on Jay's chest letting his heartbeat lull her to sleep. Jay's hand trailed up and down her arm lightly causing goosebumps as it went. She could feel herself slipping out of consciousness and further into sleep when Jay's words shook her.

"Would you have said yes?"

"Hmm?" She mumbled against him

"If you weren't leaving, would you have said yes." He asks, nerves evident in his shaky voice.

Erin sits up a little, her face hovering over his as he lies on the pillow "why are you asking me now? What brought this on?"

Jay shrugs "I just want to know if we had a shot."

Erin leans down and kisses him slowly "I don't think knowing the answer will make what's coming tomorrow any easier, Jay."

He knows she's right, but he can't help but wonder regardless "I love you, Erin Lindsay. You know that right?"

"I do. And I love you, Jay Halstead." She smiles kissing him again "Jay?"

"Yeah?" He replies.

Erin pauses momentarily, suddenly feeling shy. She averts her eyes as she asks "I want to ... I want you to make love to me."

Jay looks at her surprised, grasping her chin and lifting up so she has to look at him. Erin looks him straight in the eye, taking a deep breath before repeating herself.

"I want you to make love to me. I want us to make love."

Jay takes her hand in his and holds it tightly for a moment, before pulling her in for a kiss.

Erin lay awake the next morning, rolling onto her side to face Jay. He was lying on his stomach fast asleep, his face turned towards her as he softly snored. Erin smiled as her mind replayed what had happened last night; it felt so different to what happened on the couch, or any other time before. It wasn't that they had never made love before, but something about this felt like ... more. They had taken their time, savoured every moment.

Maybe, because they knew it would be their last.

She glanced at the clock on her bedside table, it was 6:30am. She would need to leave soon, but her heart ached at the thought of having to wake him up. So instead, she quietly slipped out of bed and exited the bedroom.

Erin walked into the living room to grab her clothes, slipping them back on before heading into the kitchen and grabbing a pen and paper from the drawer in the pantry. She sat at the breakfast bar, trying to hold her tears in as she began to write.

...

Jay felt the sun streaming in through the windows, warming his body more than he desired. He slowly opened his eyes, groaning as he saw the bright sun and brought a hand up to shield his eyes. He glanced at the alarm clock, 8:30am. He didn't know when the last time he had slept in that late was, but he wasn't complaining. Jay shut his eyes, rolling over and reaching out for Erin.

Only his hand met cold sheets.

Jay's eyes sprang open, the young man shooting us in his bed when he realised he wasn't there.

"Erin?" He called out, rushing out of their bedroom to look for her.

"Erin!" He yelled frantic, his head spinning back and forth as he tried to survey every area of their apartment to see if she was still in there.

He walked back into the bedroom, intent on getting a fresh change of clothes and racing to the airport, when he saw the piece of paper perched on her pillow. How had he missed that before?

Jay slowly picked up the folded paper, seeing his name in her scribbled writing on the front. He took a deep breath before opening it and reading.

Jay,

Turns out I wasn't ready to say goodbye either.

But I realised, this isn't truly a goodbye. It's more of a 'see you later'. I promise, I'm coming back. I'll visit, call, Skype, email. This won't be the last you hear of me.

And I'll come home to you.

One day.

I hope you have the most amazing life, know that I'll always love you.

Don't be afraid to move on, I want you to be happy. That's all I've ever wanted.

I'll call you when I land.

(PS: I would've said yes.)

Love always,

Erin x

Jay smiled at the letter, those three letters lighting up his heart. Yes. She would've said yes, she would have agreed to be Mrs Erin Halstead. One day.

He could wait. After all, he had waited two years from the first time they had promised that, and it had been the most worthwhile wait of his life. Erin would come back, and they would be together again. One day.

Little did he know, that one day would come sooner than either of them expected ...

A/N: okay, so I know you're all probably wondering what the hell that ending is haha but this one-shot, I have now decided, is going to be a short, multi-chapter story.

So please review and favourite so you know when I post an update! Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed x

- Maddie :)