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*Erin's POV*

"Where have you been? I was worried." Jay was behind the door when I got into the apartment. It was already dark outside.
"I'm fine. Sorry that I worked you. I just forgot the time." I handed Alani to him and he put her in her bed because she always went to sleep at this time.
"You haven't answered me question, Erin. I could also add something; Where have you been and with whom?" Jay stood in front of me and I couldn't avoid him.
"I was just in town for a bit. In a café, doing a little shopping and so on." I was terrible at lying when it came to selling a lie to Jay, he knew very well that I was lying.
"Maybe you did all that but you did everything with your mother." Jay gave me a cold look and I realized that I had hurt him.
"I just wanted to give her the chance to meet Alani and I haven't seen her in a while and I thought it would be nice for her to spend some time together." Spending time with Bunny had felt right to me, but I hadn't thought it would hurt Jay.
"Erin I can't forbid you to spend time with your mother, but please don't do it. There's really no good coming out of spending time with Bunny." Jay almost begged me.

*Jay's POV*

For a brief moment I thought I got through to Erin, but then her expression changed and she looked at me.
"I'm sorry for you, Jay, for losing your mother so early, but that doesn't give you the right to forbid me from seeing mine." Erin turned and left the apartment.
I didn't go after her, didn't call after her because I knew it wouldn't stop her.
The old Erin was back. She'd left that part of herself that depended on Bunny for the past year and a half behind, but now that her mother was back in her life, that part was back too.
When she wasn't back after an hour, I slowly started to worry.
"Hey Sarge. Is Erin with you?" I had hoped that he would say yes, because I had already gone through the unit but she was nowhere to be found.
"Just drive around the streets a little. We'll find her." Voight gave me a little bit of confidence and I nodded.

*Erin's POV*

"Hey Erin. I got your message. Come in." My mother held the door of her bar open for me and I stepped inside.
"I can't believe Jay doesn't want us to meet." My mother gave me a glass of whiskey and I tipped it down in one gulp.
"You just drink. I'll be watch out that nothing happens." I noticed how my mother pressed exactly the buttons that it needed to make me believe her and I realised how it worked again.
"I have to go back." I wanted to get up, but immediately noticed how everything blurred in front of mine.
"Oh Erin. You didn't even have much and already you can barely walk." When I looked over to my mother I saw that I had drunk half a bottle, which was not a little, because, from the way I knew my mother, it was high-proof.
"I really need to go." As I leaned to one side, I fell off the bar stool on the floor.

*Erin's POV*

"Erin!" I ran up to her after seeing that she was lying on the floor.
"You are not allowed in my bar!" Bunny yelled at me when she saw me.
"Oh God. Go to hell!" I really didn't feel like dealing with her now.
"This is 50-21 George. I have a heavily drunk, female here, in her mid-30s, hardly responsive." I decided to call an ambulance because Erin hadn't even responded to me and I wanted to make sure she was okay.
"You have no right to take Erin with you! This is my daughter. Let go of her!" Bunny stood on my right side and tugged on my arm.
"What's wrong with you? You're just ruining your daughter! Look what you did to her!" I pulled Erin up because I felt her gag and then she vomited on the bar floor.
When I looked up at Bunny, she looked at me with fear.
I had just yelled her pretty much.
All the other people in the bar looked at me like I was a monster, although Bunny was a much better fit for that role.
"Who called the ambo?" Dawson walked into the bar and then saw me crouched on the floor holding someone.
"Hey Jay. Do you happen to know a name?" I was in a position where she couldn't see who I was holding.
"It's Erin." Her expression changed very briefly, but then returned to being professional.
"Brett get an IV started. She looks like she needs it." Sylvie nodded and exposed Erin's arm.
"Erin? Can you hear me?" Gabby clapped a hand lightly on Erin's face, which gave us a brief glimpse of Erin's amber eyes, but then she turned to me and vomited on my shirt.
"It's fine." I had seen Dawson's apologetic look.
When they had loaded Erin onto the stretcher, I took off my shirt, threw it in the trash and then jumped into the ambo with her.

*Erin's POV*

I had no idea what did happen but I woke up in an ambo.
"Jay?" My voice was low, but he immediately turned his head to me.
"How nice that you're awake again." I figured that it should have come off lightly, but I realized how worried he was.
"Am I dreaming or aren't you wearing a shirt?" I screwed up his eyes because of the bright light that shone down on me from above.
"In fact, I'm not wearing a shirt because someone I don't want to name now." Jay looked at me intently. "was so drunk that she vomited on me." I bit my lip and looked away.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to." I looked over at him out of the corner of my eye.
"Hey it's alright." Jay took my hand and squeezed it gently.