Disclaimer: I own nothing except for my imagination. Chicago Fire is owned by Dick Wolf and NBC. If this story looks in any way to other stories out there(i know some have the same premise as mine) It's purely coincidental.

A/N: Ok so this story idea was given me a long while ago by Whitney, a good friend of mine on Twitter. I had decided not to write it right away because I had a lot of ongoing stories but it's been knawing at me lately as I'm thinking of the final ninteen chapters of Family Chaos. So Originally I wanted this story to have Gabby and Matt from two different firehouses but now decided that I would OOC this a little bit so I hope that you guys will like it.

Gabriella Dawson had blue running through her veins. Being a CPD cop was a Dawson legacy that Gabby was proud of being a part of. Her brother Antonio was a detective at the twenty first and while she studied for her detective's exam, she was patroling the streets, keeping the citizens of Chicago safe.

It was late for Gabby but the day had been a long and tiring one so the only way she knew how to wind down was to dress in casual jeans, a black top and walk the short distance between her place and Molly's bar. She knew the owners were firefighters for the Chicago Fire Department but she loved the neighbourhood bar vibe that came from it. She pushed the door open and the crowd was already thick with patrons and she made her way through the throngs of people towards the bar where she found Stella Kidd serving the usual customers.

"Gabriella Dawson." She called from the end of the bar when she saw her.

"Hey Stella." She smirked as she got closer. "I'll take my usual."

"Coming right up. You there with people from twenty first?" She inquired as she set a glass of whiskey on the rocks in front of the waiting police officer.

"They're somewhere around here." She smiled. "Put in on my tab?" She stood from the stool she was sitting on.

"Sure. Enjoy your evening." Gabby rose her glass in Stella's direction and disapeared through the crowd in search of people she knew. The crowd was so thick that she had trouble moving through all the people and obviously it didn't end well for her as she she walked straight into someone.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry." Hands were steadying her so she didn't end up on the floor of the bar. "Are you ok?" She looked up and met the most clear blue eyes she had ever seen in her life.

"Uh yeah, I'm ok. Thanks for catching me." The man released his grip around her arms when he was sure that she was steady.

"Anytime." And his smile was so white and little lines appeared on the side of his eyes as that smile reached them.

"Have a good evening." She simply said after she got her bearings, walking past the stranger and finally finding the people she was looking for.

"Gabby, you made it." Kimberly Burgess had managed to find her through the crowd. "I was starting to think that you'd bail on us." She looked in the direction Kevin Atwater was coming.

"After today, no way I was going to miss taking a few glasses to loosen these muscles."

"That's what happens when you go all rogue on us." Rough hands slammed against her shoulders and her only instinct was to turn around and punch the offender.

"At least I got the guy Ruzek." She glared at her partner.

"Hey, I was right behind you."

"You weren't even close dog." Kevin was laughing at the memory of the chase he has witnessed between both partners and the offender.

"Laugh all you want Kev, the only one who can keep up with her is Burgess." Kevin's smile instantly fell.

"You're just now realizing you can't be one-uped by a Dawson?" Gabby turned at the familiar sound of her brother's voice.

"Tonio." She pulled her brother into a tight hug. "I thought you were in for a long night."

"That's what it looked like but we found the perp and arrests were made all around."

"Than I'll drink to that." She raised her glass and the other four of the did the same before they emptied their glass, Antonio calling for another round to contninue their evening.

Matt Casey left Firehouse 51 mid afternoon after he had managed to catch up on all of his paperwork and he was exhausted.

"Heading to Molly's tonight Case?" Matt turned his head to the sound of Kelly Serevride's voice.

"Totally. I'm taking a long nap when I get home and I'm planning on drinking a little too much to forget all about this shift." He sighed.

"I'll see you there then." Kelly chuckled and walked towards his camaro.

As promised, Matt crashed as soon as his body hit the bed, today's shift having drained all of his energy. He woke up re-invigorated around seven and made a quick dinner before he quickly took a shower and changed into jeans and a red button down. The drive towards Molly's was short and as soon as he made it through the door, he was pulled sideways by Kelly who pushed a bottle of beer in his hand, Matt having no other choice to drink it down.

"I'll be right back with another round." He made his way through the mass and didn't see the shorter brunette walking his way when he bumped right into her. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry." He steadied her with his hands on her arms. "Are you ok?"

"Uh yeah, I'm ok." His eyes couldn't peel away from her soft lips. "Thanks for catching me." He finally looked in her chestnut brown eyes as he released her arms when he made sure that she was steady on her feet.

"Anytime." He smiled genuinely at her.

"Have a good evening." She smiled back at him and walked past his frame. He turned around as she disapeared through the crowd and he walked to the bar as promised for another round for him and the boys. He returned long enough after for Kelly to bust his balls for taking so much time.

"Damn Casey, what took you so long?" He took the beer Matt offered him.

"Bumped into a girl on my way to the bar. This place is packed." He simply said with a shrug.

"Tell me you got her number." Kelly patted him on the shoulder.

"It wasn't like that." He took a pull of his beer and ignored the intense looks the others from the firehouse was giving him."

"You got to loosen up Matt."

"I'm loose." He flagged Otis when he saw him walk by. "Shot for everyone Otis, put it on my tab."

"No problem Captain." Brian smiled at him and disapeared shortly to return with a tray full. "What are we drinking to?" He gave the shots around.

"To another busy shift and keeping our badges off the walls for one more day." He rose his shot glass, his beer in his other hand. Everyone cheered and they emptied their shots, placing them upside down on the high table.

Both Matt and Gabby spent the evening with their friends, having fun, no idea their world would soon colide again.

A/N: So it is, the first chapter of this new story. So Gabby is CPD! At first I wanted it to be the other way around but I like Matt entirely too much in that white Captain shirt and red suspenders to make him anything other than a firefighter. I hope you guys enjoyed this first chapter and please take a few seconds to tell me what you thought of it, feedback is what we writers live off of. - Sarra