Title: Trouble in Paradise
Chapter 1 – Careful What you Wish For

Summary: Severide takes Travis up on his offer to go to Buenos Aries much to Casey's surprise but when Casey can't reach Severide after a few days, he takes a trip that lands both of them in a world of international hurt and danger.

Disclaimer: Same as always. I own nothing but my muse and my love for all things #firefighters #Sevasey & #Lindseride

A/N: Just a new little sevasey adventure based off Travis's offer to Severide which in this story he takes – eeks! Hope you all like it!

"We got more in common than you think Lieutenant…'

That was the first line… and this…

'We share a lot of the same goals. Work hard…play hard…don't want to get tied down. But I have something for you. PR tour for a month…Buenos Aires…we leave in 3 days…think about it.'

And that was the second.

After hearing from Connie that his holiday time was approved, Severide heads into his office to really ponder what he'd just gotten himself into. Gone a month…South America…Europe…Africa…all expenses paid…yacht hopping…this guy travels well…very well…

"Yeah…" Severide groans as he hears some shuffling and then looks up to see Casey hovering in his doorway.

"Talking to yourself isn't…very constructive."

"Depends on if you get the right answer or not," Severide retorts as he looks up with a small smirk.

"What's going on?"

"Buenos Aires…Madrid…a month of just…well doing nothing."

"A month?" Casey asks in shock as Severide nods and hands him the itinerary Travis Brenner sent to him. "And you said…yes?"

"A month of all expenses paid…it's basically a luxury vacation. Talked to Boden and they can bring in a guy from House 4 to cover the shifts. Would be crazy to turn it down right?"

"Some of…yeah wow some of the hotels on here are…I doubt we could afford the valet," Casey lightly retorts as Severide nods in agreement. "Still…a whole month?"

"Partying without any repercussions," Severide shrugs. "This guy's life…it's a damn TV show. Lifestyle celebrity," Severide mutters in amusement.

"How…does that even happen?"

"Ever ask him?"

"Nah…not sure if it would taint something. Still…it's a great offer. Never been to Argentina…ah hell never been south of Mexico."

"Certainly sounds like the trip of a lifetime," Casey ponders.

"Would be stupid to turn it down right?"

Casey slowly hands the paper back to Severide and then frowns before he nods. "You sure…it's no strings attached?"

"Been to a few of his parties at his House at the club…Gotta say…they are something. Hot women. Best food, drinks…top DJ's. And then the club scene and he gets paid to just…party. His brand is his name…all that."

"Yeah I think Otis has a man crush on him," Casey chuckles.

"I think so too," Severide smiles. "If he starts to grow a full-on beard be afraid."

"Noted," Casey smirks. But as Severide looks up once more he notices Casey's expression slightly could. "Really? You too? Come on…dealing with Otis is enough."

"No I'm…"

"I'm sure if I put I a good word for you with Travis he'd let you come," Severide suggests.

"Boden would have a field day," Casey gently smirks. "'sides…have some stuff to do here."

"Right…course."

"Just…think about all the fine print before you say yes," Casey reminds Severide as he pulls away and heads for Boden's office to talk about the fallout from Jimmy's fateful accident.

Severide turns back to his computer and then does a search on the areas with the highest crime rate in Buenos Aries, their first stop. If I stay with Travis and his entourage things will be fine…five star hotels, security…guides…escorts…whatever. It'll be fine, he tries to convince himself as an uneasy feeling starts to develop.

Thankfully before he can follow one more Mouse-click into the back world of the large south American city, the overhead paging system goes off and he's quick to push himself away from the computer and rush into the hallway where he joins Casey and the others as they dress for the call and are off into their respective trucks within a matter of minutes.

A month…that'll go by in no time…sides I'm sure it'll be fine…so far nothing has happened…why am I worried?

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As much as he loved to party with Travis and thought of himself a lone Wolf at times, going to another one tonight without a familiar wingman was starting to wear a bit. But once again, as soon as Severide steps into Travis's lavish home, he's whisked into a high rollers world where his senses are instantly tantalized by gorgeous women and the finest whiskey money can buy.

However, tonight was going to be a bit different for Severide.

"Hey man…need you come with me!"

The tone in Travis's voice was different and Severide had never seen such wild-eyed concern. Promptly but regrettably he pulled away from a conversation with a gorgeous blond about topless beaches and hurried after Travis up one floor – where another party, one of a totally different theme was well underway.

People were high…doing lines right before him as he passed…looking up and then back down as if they didn't care; as if he were just one of the high priced lackey's Travis paid to be at his beck and call for…well whatever Travis needed.

"In here!"

Oh damn….Severide's mind started to spiral downward as he looked at the convulsing young woman on the floor and then up at Travis as he implores…"you know what to do right? You can save her?"

It wasn't exactly what he had expected and as soon as he grabs the young woman and holds her up…Casey's little warning message starts to ring out loud and clear. The message gets even louder when Travis insists that he take her to Chicago Med and that he stay, at Travis's home and clear the place out – send everyone home.

Severide watches Travis drag the young woman toward the stairs to go down and shakes his head. What the hell…

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"You look like hell," Casey comments as Severide rounds the corner and then stops short and nods. "Another wild party?"

"Could say that…" Severide replies with a small huff as he looks at Casey in wonder. "Last night…it was. Ah nothing. Wild party right?"

"Right…" Casey tosses back slowly as his expression turns to one of wonder. "What happened?"

"Kelly," Brett interrupts as she nears; offering them a sheepish expression of apology. "Just talked to Maggie at Chicago Med about the young woman who OD'd last night. Still in ICU but should make it."

"Okay thanks.

"Who brought her in?"

"Why?"

"Well she was left on the bench outside."

"What?" Severide asks in shock as Brett walks away and then he looks at Casey who shrugs. "Son of a…"

"Just another wild party?"

"She OD'd and Travis said he'd take her to the ER. Can't believe he just left her there!" Severide groans as he pulls away and ducks into his office. "He said we were the same…I never would have left her there. She wasn't out of the woods," he mutters as Casey appears in the doorway. He turns and looks at Casey with a heavy frown as he rubs his face.

"First time you've seen…drugs there?"

"Never went upstairs before. I know it sounds stupid but…but we'd party downstairs and then…damn I can't even remember their names," he lightly grimaces as Casey tosses him an amused smile. "Figured upstairs was where people wanted to get it on before they left."

"Are you going to confront him about it?"

"I should. I…I don't want to have to deal with this stuff…" he stops and then looks at Casey with conflict. "I want to go but I don't want to be just the guy that mops up mistakes that no one takes accountability for." The statement is mostly rhetorical as it would seem that that's exactly what Travis wanted him for. "Yeah…I gotta put this right."

But before Severide can act on his thoughts about Travis, the overhead paging system goes off and it's all hands on deck. It would have to wait until later, however, Severide knows that walking into Travis's den of wealthy temptation and confronting him won't be easy.

He'd be right.

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"Hey Kelly? Is that you?" The voice calls out from the kitchen as Severide closes the door and stops as he hears Travis nearing him. And before Travis can launch into his dissertation about why they had to go now – Severide verbally pounces.

"You left her there? Why didn't you let me take her?"

"And they would have asked what happened? My name all over social media? Hers?"

"Don't think she'll tell them where she got high?" Severide counters.

"If she's smart she'll keep it on the down low. I was helping her. It was her choice. No one forced her. If I brought her in, her picture would have been plastered all over social media. Her reputation would have been killed."

"So would have yours."

"This way…both are saved," Travis tosses back as Severide's lips purse. "They are not children Kelly. I'm not their father."

"They were doing drugs in your place. I saw them doing lines!"

"They don't drive home. Ever. Live hard, work hard…party hard. That's my motto and those that hang with me have the same. Come on…they can say no. And if someone does say no here it's respected…and if someone forces them to go against the no, they are gone. Now come on…one of the perks of flying private is they hold the plane…as long as you want," Travis grins as he gives Severide a hearty slap on the back.

"Come on…let's go to your place and get those bags packed."

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"Hey…" Casey greets Severide as he answers the phone. "What's going on?"

"I uh…I'm taking Travis up his offer."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah," Severide replies as he looks at Travis in the near distance as he arranges their final flight plan.

"What made you change your mind?"

'Kelly, come on…you're overreacting. It's not like it happens on a regular basis. How many events have you been to now? Come on…let's just go and have a great time.'

'Travis…'

'Make you a deal. First stop is at Buenos Aries for two weeks. Ever been to South America? You said no right. Two weeks…all expenses paid vacation. Five star luxury hotel. Every whim catered to and yes…just be on hand in case someone seems off but otherwise…just come and enjoy and if after two weeks if you don't like what you see…you can go home. Deal?'

"Two week vacation. All expenses paid…two weeks and if I don't like it after that or hell even after a few days I can come home no strings attached," Severide repeats mostly trying to convince himself. "I know there are a few scary areas down there but figure if I stay with Travis and his entourage everything should be fine right?"

"Right," Casey answers slowly. "You thought this through right?"

"If I think about it too much or too long and hard I'll think myself out of it. What's the worst two weeks can do? Give me a sunburn?"

But Casey hears the uncertainty in Severide's nervous laugh and knows that his friend is still very much on the fence about the trip. But two weeks? It would go by fast and it was a great opportunity.

"Just…check in every few days okay?"

"Okay I gotta run," Severide tells Casey as Travis gives him the wave that it was time to go. "I'll text when I get there. 12 hours…damn long flight. At least it's private."

"Yeah yeah…" Casey laughs. "Rub it in. Alright, safe flight."

"Thanks."

Severide hangs up and then slowly walks over to Travis and then offers him a tense smile as Travis gestures for him to go into the belly of the small private plane. He casts one more glance out into the early Chicago evening and then disappears inside.

Two weeks….what's the worst that can happen?

A/N: Uh oh…hmm is Severide right? Will nothing happen? Just a friendly two week vacation? Hehe and just what will happen when Casey doesn't hear from his friend as agreed upon? Please do review with your thoughts about this new little adventure and thanks so much!