You Were Gonna Come To Me
You Were Gonna Come To Me
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The chapter title is from the song, Dark Horse by Katy Perry and Juicy J.
Uploaded: March 06, 2014
Her phone rang after she left Cassie at with Dawson's wife. She knew he was going to call. It had been three days since Voight had told her Chad was out of prison. He didn't know about their daughter, and she didn't want to tell him. She didn't want him in her life. He had been calling the last three hours, but she never answered.
She entered the police station, and sat at her desk, her phone ringing. She stared at his name. She hadn't deleted it, and she didn't know why.
"He's calling you?" Voight asked, as he looked down at her phone.
Erin nodded. "He won't stop calling me."
"You should answer it," Voight told her.
"Why?" Erin asked, glaring at her father figure.
"I may not like him, but he deserves to know about Cassidy. She deserves to know about her father," Voight told her, trying to helper make the right choice.
"He doesn't deserve anything," Erin told him, angry with the man in front of her.
"Erin," he tried.
"No! Whose side are you on?"
"Erin, please listen to me," he pleaded. He hated Chad, but he deserved to know about his daughter. "I'm not telling you to be his friend, or even be nice to him, just to tell him he has a daughter and has to prove he had changed if he wants to see her."
Erin stared at him for a minute before nodding. "I'll think about it," she answered, as she looked for a new case.
"He doesn't deserve you and Cassie," he told her, before leaving to his desk.
Erin was in Voight's office alone. It was the only place she could get time alone. Her phone was ringing again, and she was trying to get the courage to answer.
"Chad?" she answered, hesitation written all over her voice.
Her daughter's father laughed. "Yeah. I've been calling all morning."
"I know. I was working," she whispered, her hand tightly gripping the phone.
"Listen, Erin," he started. Hearing him say her name brought out a lot of emotions, not all good. "I was wondering if we could talk, face-to-face."
"Yeah, okay," Erin answered, not sure what else to say.
"Great. How does tomorrow night sound?" he asked, his voice full of excitement.
"Okay," she answered, plainly.
"Yeah. I have to go."
"Bye Erin. See you tomorrow," Chad said, happy about meeting up with her.
"Bye," she whispered, hanging up. She sat in the room, wondering if it was a good idea. He sounded genuine, something she rarely heard when they were together.
"How was the conversation?" someone asked from behind. She turned and saw Halstead standing there.
"What are you talking about?" Erin asked, turning her back to him.
Halstead smiled behind her. "Come on, I heard the end of the conversation. Who was it?"
"None of your business," she answered, turning around and glaring at him.
Halstead grinned and walked away. "Voight's looking for you."
"Great," she muttered.
"How was your day?" Erin asked, as she drove herself and Cassie to their home.
Cassie started rambling about her day, of what she did with Diego, and Eva. She told her mother about how she helped Laura Dawson with bread.
"I'm glad you had fun baby," she said, as she parked in the parking lot. "What do you want for dinner?"
Erin opened the door and Cassie ran in the room.
"Good choice Cass," Erin teased, as she headed to the kitchen to retrieve her home phone.
"Mommy, Olaf wan pissa," Cassie exclaimed as she ran out of her room with her teddy bear.
"The snowman wants pizza?" Erin asked, grinning at her daughter. The three year old nodded. "How any does the snowman want?"
Cassie put the snowman's mouth and nodded, as if it were really talking to her.
"Fouw," she answered, her face serious.
Erin smiled at her adorable daughter. "Go wash up. I'll order."
Cassie ran to the bathroom and Erin smiled as she heard the faucet turn on.
She was nervous. She hadn't seen him in four years. Voight was babysitting Cassie. He was taking her to see Frozen, again. Erin smiled, her daughter really loved the movie. She entered the small restaurant and he was the first person she saw.
He was sitting in the table in the right corner. It was their table. Erin never sat there after he went to prison. Erin walked to the table and sat down in front of him. His green eyes locked with her hazel eyes. Neither said a word. They just sat there, in silence for a few minutes.
"I missed you," he whispered, giving her a small, shy smile.
Erin didn't answer. She didn't know what to say. A waitress walked up to them with two plates of food. Erin frowned. She didn't order anything.
"I ordered for you," he told her. "I remember what you like."
"Seriously? What do you want to talk about Chad?" Erin asked, staring at him in disbelief.
"I missed you. The whole time in prison made me think of him much I love you Erin. I want to be with you," he responded, not looking at her in the eye.
"Why now? Why after prison? I gave up on you," Erin told him, not touching her food.
"I realized I took you for granted. I realized I needed you Erin," he said, his voice getting louder. The frustration getting clearer.
"I don't need you," Erin responded, glaring at him.
"I said I'm sorry!" he snapped.
"Sorry doesn't do jack!"
"Ungrateful bitch. I'm trying here! I'm trying to put all we did behind, and forget it," he said, standing up and towering over her.
"What we did? No, what you did. You know, I can here thinking you changed. I believed you were a better man, but you didn't. You're still the same asshole you've always been, and nothing is going to change that!" she snapped, as she grabbed her things and left.
Voight watched his granddaughter sleep. She was sandwiched between a snowman and a lizard. She had made him watch Tangled with her, and she told him she wanted the chameleon. Once she gave him the big eyes and the pout, he knew they were going to buy it.
Cassie made him have a tea party with Olaf and Pascal before her bedtime. He wondered what Erin would say about the lizard.
He heard the front door open and quietly close. He stood up to see how Erin did. He did not expect her to be in tears in the living room. He walked up to her and sat down next to her, wondering what happened.
"I couldn't tell him," she whispered, her tears freely falling.
"What did he do?" Voight asked, thinking of ways to hurt Chad.
"I thought he changed. I thought he would be a great father to Cassie. I thought, maybe, just maybe, Chad would be a decent man, and I could fall in love again. I got my hopes up," she told him.
"I'm sorry I'm not strong enough," she whispered, drying her tears.
"You are. You had a daughter. You raised her by yourself. You've been through so much. Not many people can do that," he told her.
"Thank you," she whispered. "He doesn't know about her."
"He doesn't deserve to," he told her.
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