I Don't Know What to Believe Momma
I Don't Know What To Believe, Momma
Author: LexysCPDWords: 1,289Disclaimer: I don't own Chicago PD, the song lyrics (Titles), and the plot.Author's Notes: Enjoy this chapter. Sorry it took a while. I had half dine for a while, but got stuck. Hope y'all like.
The chapter title is from the song, Tonight You're Perfect by New Politics.
Uploaded: March 19, 2014
"Mommy! I dwaded a doggie fo you," Cassie exclaimed, as she gave her mother a piece of paper. Erin smiled, and looked at the picture. It looked like her daughter drew a sausage with legs and a tail. There was a circle for the head. The smile on her face grew as she took in the details, there weren't many.
"I love it baby," she said, as she put it on the refrigerator. She bend down and kissed her daughter's head.
Cassie grinned and ran back to continue coloring.
Erin sat down with her coffee and watched her. She never thought her life would be so great with a daughter. She wouldn't trade her life for anything, but there was something she would change. She wished Cassie's father would had been different, a better man, or a different man. She smiled as she studied her daughter.
She thought about the similarities that Cassie and Chad held. She wondered if Cassie had any resemblance to Jay. Her eyes widened as she realized what she was thinking about. She was confused. She hadn't thought of her partner as anything except a friend, so she wondered where the thought came from.
"Cass, lets go buy ice cream," Erin called out. She let out a small laugh, when she heard small footsteps running in the apartment. She slowly got up and got their jackets, it was a cold Chicago morning.
Cassie ran back with her shoes on, wanting ice cream. She could not have enough ice cream. "I weady," she said, standing in front of her mother.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Erin questioned, a small smile on her face.
Cassie looked down at her Mickey Mouse shirt, small jeans, her tiny Vans. She didn't see anything missing.
"It's cold," Erin said, smiling.
Cassie pointed at the sweater in her hands. Erin nodded and helped her daughter put on her sweater. She then ran to the door, waiting for her mother to open it.
Erin walked slowly towards the door, wanting to mess with her daughter. Cassie grabbed her mother's hand, as they walked to buy ice cream.
Voight knew Erin didn't have a day off, and that she should had been working, but he also knew she needed to be with her daughter after her night with Chad.
"Erin's not coming?" Halstead asked, as he looked at the vacant desk.
"We'll call if we need her," he said, not entirely liking the question he asked.
Halstead nodded, not saying anything else.
Dawson looked up, after feeling the tension. "Isn't Cassie's birthday coming up?"
Voight nodded, as he tore his attention from Halstead and gave it to Dawson.
"Yeah, Erin is thinking of a party," Voight answered, nodding his head.
"Tell her if she needs any help, I'm here," Dawson said, turning his attention to his work.
Halstead didn't say anything, knowing Voight would bite his head off.
He looked away and started to look through his work.
Cassie squealed. She was gripping the chains. She laughed full of joy.
Erin smiled, as she pushed her daughter in the swing.
"Igher!" Cassie exclaimed, as she kicked her legs.
"You're going to fall," Erin said, chuckling, as she pushed a little more, but not too much.
"No! Igher!" she shouted, giggling loudly again.
"Erin?" someone, a male, called. Erin turned and looked at the man.
"Whe's mommy?" Cassie asked, as she looked at the man in front of her.
"She's getting food for you," he said, as he smiled down at the girl in front of him. They were at a pizza restaurant and Cassie was drawing on the kids' menu.
He looked up and saw Erin, talking to the cashier. There was a smile on his face as he watched her talk to the other woman.
"Uncle Jay, why here?" the three year old asked, not looking up from her artwork.
"I wanted to hang out with my niece," Jay answered, as he turned his attention to the cup in front of him.
"Uncle Jay, you know daddy?" the girl asked, turning her hazel eyes to the man in front of her.
Jay shook his head. "You were born before I met your mother."
"Oh," Cassie said, disappointed.
Erin?" someone asked behind her. She turned, and found the one man she was avoiding.
"Chad? Wh-what are you doing here?" she asked, not wanting him to know about her daughter, their daughter.
"I came here for food," he answered, as he looked around, to see why she was there.
"I uh, I have to go," she muttered, as she turned. He grabbed her wrist, stopping him.
"We need to talk," he told her, not letting go of her.
"Let me go," she told him, as she tried to pull her hand back.
"No, we need to talk," he said, glaring at her.
"Let her go," Jay said from behind her.
Chad released Erin, and glared at the other man.
"Who are you?" Chad asked, clenching his fists.
"I'm her friend," he said, wishing he could say more.
"Yeah, we'll I'm her boyfriend," Chad responded, getting closer to Jay, as if to threaten him.
"Mommy," Cassie whispered, scared of the man. She held tightly to her mother's legs.
"Who's that?" Chad asked, as he stared at the small girl.
"My daughter," Erin whispered, as she pushed the small girl behind her.
"Who's the father?" he asked, still studying the girl.
No one answered. Erin didn't want him to know, and Jay didn't know who he was.
"Who is the father?" Chad demanded, glaring at Erin.
Jay didn't like how he was looking at her, so he said the first thing in his head. "I am."
Chad looked at the other man, looking for a resemblance. Chad smirked, and turned to Erin. "You were always a slut."
Erin's body shook in anger.
"She looks like she's four. You were cheating on me, weren't you? You were such a hypocrite," he sneered, his eyes accusative.
"She's yours, you dick," she spat, as she picked Cassie up and walked away.
Jay looked at the other man, and punched him. Once he saw Chad fall to the ground, he followed Erin and Cassie.
He found them outside. Erin was putting Cassie in the back seat. He could tell she was tensed.
"Erin, are you going to be okay?" he asked, when she closed the door. The window was opened, but Cassie wasn't paying attention.
"Yeah, I'm just going home. Tell Voight I can't go in today. Tell him what happened," she said, as she walked to the driver seat. She opened it and turned the car on.
"Drive safe," Jay said, feeling disappointed that the day ended.
"Jay," she called out. He turned and looked at her. "Thanks for lying."
"Anything for you and Cass," he answered as he walked to his car. He had a smile on his face.
"Mommy," Cassie whispered, as Erin drove them home.
"Yeah," Erin answered, not looking away from the road.
"Is Uncle Jay daddy?" she asked innocently.
"I wish," Erin whispered to herself, before answering her daughter. "No."
"Da man daddy?" she asked again.
Erin's grip tightened on the steering wheel.
"Yeah," she whispered lowly.
Cassie grinned, finally getting a father. She finally met him. She was happy.
Erin's eyes filled with tears. She never wanted him to know. She didn't know what he was going to do with the information he got. She was scared he'd take her away from her.
"I love you baby," she whispered, wiping her eyes. She turned and saw that Cassie was asleep.
She hoped, she wished something good would come from Chad knowing. She just hoped.
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