Small sniffles coming through the baby monitor was what woke Hank up that morning, he rolled over, sitting up and walked out of the bedroom, down the hall towards the bedroom where the sniffles were coming from.
Opening the bedroom door, his eyes were drawn to the toddler bed that held his youngest detective who had a headspace of about 2 years old, the boy was fast asleep, but his breathing was sounding wheezy and could see that he had a fever.
Hank made his way over to the bed, kneeling down beside the smaller man and rubbing his back gently. The man woke with a whimper, rolling over to be close to the man that he called daddy.
"Hey buddy, am I speaking to little or bug Jay?" Hank asked softly, keeping the soft rub on his back
"Wittle" Jay lisped, eyes staying closed
"Ok buddy, can you tell daddy how you feel please?" Hank asked
"To hwot" the little mumbled, sitting up and crawling onto Hanks lap
"Ok, I'm going to get you undressed and jsut keep you in your nappy ok?" Hank said, lifting Jay up and pulling the sweaty top and bottoms off the little
"Dwaddy" Jay whimpered, shivering now he was clad in only a nappy
"I know baby, come on, let's go to daddy's room" Hank soothed
"Dwon't fweel well" Jay mumbled, his head resting on Hanks shoulder
"Little man, I need to check your temperature, and then I'll leave you be" Hank whispered, gently turning the boys head so he could access his ear
The little cried while Hank checked, he wasn't feeling well and his mind was regressing slightly more than usual. He just wanted to be cuddled, and sleep, he wanted to stay in his daddy's arms.
Looking at the thermometer, Hank sighed, the poor little had a fever of 101. Not high enough to go to the hospital but high enough for the young man to be feeling as rough as he was.
"Buddy, we need to try and get your fever down" Hank sighed, picking the boy back up and walking into the bathroom
"Cwuddles dwaddy" Jay cried, tears rolling down his face
"Soon buddy, but I need to cool you down first" Hank soothed, placing the boy on the matt while he started to run a luke warm bath
Jay just cried harder, he was feeling terrible and the "big" Jay had disappeared completely and all he knew was that he wanted his daddy. The little was now curled up on the bath mat, loud sobs leaving his mouth.
With the bath run, Hank quickly picked the crying little up, he had gotten rid of his own shirt to give the boy some skin to skin comfort. Hank pulled of the soaked nappy and gently placed the man into the bath.
Jay let out a small sob as he was placed in the water but it was replaced by a sigh when it made him feel slightly cooler. Hank was quick to grab the cup he usually used to wash the littles hair and poured water over all over his body.
Before taking the boy out of the bath, Hank took his temperature once again, smiling as he saw it had lowered down to 98. He picked the little up, grabbing a towel and drying the sniffling boy up; Hank then laid the boy on the matt and taped a new nappy on, grabbing a thicker and softer one.
"Dwon't wanna be big Jay" the little mumbled as Hank got him dressed in a pair of black tracksuit bottoms and a plain black tshirt
"You don't need to baby, you can stay little" Hank smiled, picking the boy up again and walking into the kitchen to get the boy some breakfast before they went to work
"Wove you" Jay whispered, cuddling into Hanks warm body
Hank webt to set the boy down in his chair, but the younger wouldn't let go, so Hank kept him in his arms while he sorted him a bottle of warm milk. Once it was heated up, the older man tested it on his wrist, accepting the heat was ok, he shifted the little so that he had access to the tit.
Hank started a soft sway to his hips, patting Jays padded bum as the little held the bottle and drank it greedily. Hank had snuck medicine into the bottle and he hoped it would make the boy feel slightly better.
The bottle of milk was soon finished, and it and allowed Hank to drink a cup of coffee and some cereal. Jay was comfortable, he had a tight grip on Hanks shirt, so the man kept the comfortable sway going.
"Let's get going buddy, I'm sure Granny will be happy to see you" Hank smiled, placing Jay on the kitchen counter and putting socks on followed by his shoes
"Gwanny" Jay mumbled
"Yea, and Uncle Tonio" Hank smiled, grabbing the baby bag as well as his keys
Getting out to the car, Hank placed the baby bag into the back seat, before getting the little placed into the car seat he had. Jay was starting to fall asleep again, which usually happened after a bottle of milk.
Hank quickly buckled Jay in, grabbing the dummy that the little used mainly for when he was sick. He gently pushed it in the littles mouth, smiling as he watched the little suckle softly on the blue dummy.
Hank softly shut the passenger door, and walked round to the drivers side. By the time he had started the car, the man in the car seat was fast asleep. The drive was short, and soon Hank was parking in the district car park, he jumped out and grabbed the baby bag.
"Come on little man, let's get you inside" Hank whispered, lifting the boy up but making sure he allowed the boy to sleep
Walking into the district, Hank smiled at Trudy who came round to him, carefully taking the little into her arms. The small man whimpered, but once he got a whiff of Trudy's perfume he settled against her chest, staying asleep.
She followed Hank upstairs to the Bull Pen, keeping a gentle grip on the little that was gripping on to her work shirt tightly. Once at the top of the stairs, she handed Jay back to Hank, with the promise of medicine later.
The rest of the team were all smiles, it wasn't often that little Jay came to work, normally he was Big Jay; moody and tired. Yet clearly he was unwell, and Little Jay had taken full force on his mind today.
"Tonio, can you take him for a minute, need to warm him another bottle" Hank asked
"Of course, is he not feeling well?" Antonio asked, taking the warm body of Jay into his arms
"Had a fever of 102 this morning, but now it's down at 97ish" Hank said, placing the baby bag down on the table while grabbing another bottle of milk
"Poor little man" Antonio sighed, hugging his 'nephew' close
Jay started to wake at the shift of body warmth, rubbing his eyes as he started to properly wake up. Looking around he saw that he was at the 21st District but tears welled up in his eyes when he couldn't see his daddy.
Antonio felt the smaller body start to sit up, the boys fever was still high meaning his emotions were running higher than usual. Hank had walked back into the main room and saw his 'son' waking up with large tears rolling down his face.
"Dwaddy, Jay wants dwaddy" Jay cried, trying to wriggle out of Antonios arms
"Daddy is here, shhh, come on" Hank soothed, bringing the boy into his arms and walking into his office, shutting the door behind him
Hank grabbed the bottle he had warmed up and shifted the boy slightly so he was laying down in the crook of his elbow. Sitting down on the desk chair, Hank fed the little the bottle, adding a soft sway with the chair to add some more comfort.
Hank just sat and watched the boy suckle at the bottle, eyes closed and his breathing starting to slow down as sleep overtook his feverish body. It didn't take long for the boy to finish the bottle, sighing in relief before he snuggled closer to
Hanks body.
