have you ever wondered what would've happened if Dawson and Shay didn't trade spots?
*Boden's POV*
"Shay! Dawson! report!" I said into the walkie-talkie
They are the only ones who didn't respond yet.
"Boden-" I heard a young female's voice
"Shay? Dawson?" I asked, I couldn't really identify the voice.
"It's Shay- Dawson... Dawson is down.." She said
"Where are you? I'll send the others for you!" I said
"Third floor, it just- blew up- out of-"
her voice was growing away
"Shay! Stay with me!" I said again.. But this time there was no response
"damn it!" I screamed
"Casey! Severide, you guys still there?" I asked
"We're good, Boden! Did you get Shay or Dawson?" Severide answered
"They are on the third floor.. Dawson is unresponsive! Go.. If you can!" I demanded
"Hermann! Casey! Mills! Everyone!? Are you good? We need to get the girls!" i heard Severide shout from the walkie. I heard some 'yes's and i sighed happily
"alright then boys! lets get up and get to the 3rd floor! Dawson is in trouble!"
"Boden, we'll save them, don't worry" Severide assured me and I told him I trusted him
It's a short beginning.. Should I go on? Comment Reviews!