Jay Halstead imagines

Die First - Jay Halstead

Your music was your way of dealing with things. Whenever something happens, you would put your feelings into a song. Now you have done the same thing. It was the first time Jay ended up in the hospital while the two of you were dating. It was the first time you got a call from his brother Will that Jay had been shot. It was minor, but to you, it felt like the air got punched out of your lungs. Seeing him at the hospital, it did something to you. You couldn't really describe it, so you decided to put it into a song.

Hermann from firehouse 51, and owner of Molly's, heard you were into music and asked if you wanted to perform some of your songs. Of course, it was right after Jay his accident. But you said yes. When you walked into the bar with Jay, it was like the whole police department was there. The bar was packed with people. Hermann had set up a little area next to the bar. You put the microphone standard on the right height with your guitar in your hand. You looked at Jay, who was standing at a table with Antonio, Gabby, Kelly and Matt. You slightly smiled at him before you announced yourself and started playing.

You're all I ever wanted

You love me, but no matter what you say

There's only one of two ways

That this is gonna end

Someone dies or someone gets hurt

But if one of us dies

hope I die first

'Cause I don't wanna live without you

I don't wanna ever learn

How to fall asleep without you

Tell me what's worse

Losing you now or later

Maybe I can break the curse

And I can be in love forever

If I die

You're my fire and my safety

You never mean to break me

And that's why I'm afraid

'Cause someday, everybody's leaving

You promise that you'll stay

But that's a promise you can't make

After that song, you did two covers that were happier and got the bar back into some good feelings.

"You are awesome!" Hermann said as soon as you were done.

"Thanks, Hermann." You helped put the stuff away before walking over to Jay.

"I didn't know you could sing and play the guitar," Gabby said.

"It's my now not-so-hidden talent," you laughed. "I'm going to put this in the car. I'll be right back," you said. You left the bar and went outside to put your guitar in the car.

"You wrote the first song, didn't you?" you heard Jay ask behind you.

You shot the car door and turned around. "I did. I wrote it when you were at the hospital."

"I could tell. Is that really how you think?" Jay moved closer to you, slightly pushing you up against the car.

"Yeah. I don't want to die first and feel how it is to live without you. In a perfect life, we would die together so we both wouldn't have to experience that."

Jay chuckles. "Yeah, that would be the perfect scenario. But I'm going to be around for a while, you know."

"I hope so."

"It was a beautiful song."

Heat rose to your cheeks. "Thanks," you mumbled.

Jay cupped your cheek with his one good hand and kissed you.