Hello! Does anyone remember me? I was writing a lot in the spring but then my account got hacked and my stories deleted. I've managed to recover my writings and am now attempting to return to FF. If you were an old fan and wish to see my stories republished, or perhaps you're a new fan (WELCOME!), then please PM me or review letting me know! I'll happily update my stories in the next day or so!
Hey everybody! Here's a sneak peek of my new story Shots Fired. This is an AU version of episode 1x19, as requested by Pallada. I have the majority of this story written and will post a new chapter every day! Enjoy!
Severide felt the annoyance building up inside him, moving to cover up the hurt he was feeling. Seeing Heather Darden coming out of Matt's house had hurt more than he cared to admit, and just when he and Casey had been getting back to normal. Shaking his head, he moved towards the trucks parked in the bay.
"Heather Darden and I? We're just friends, Kelly," Casey repeated, following the other lieutenant into the bay. "She fell asleep , I let her stay so I could go to bed. She was on the couch!"
"Whatever you say, Casey," Severide scoffed. "I'm done listening."
"Why can't you admit you might be wrong?" Matt seethed, feeling more drained then he should at the beginning of the shift.
"I can admit I'm wrong about many things," Kelly argued, walking towards the bay doors. "But what I don't get is why Heather won't speak to me, but will sleep with you when you put her husband through that window!"
For a brief second, Kelly saw hurt flash through Matt's blue eyes and his heart clenched. Mentally berating himself, he opened his mouth to apologize. But before he could say anything to fix his harsh words, he saw something else flash through the blue orbs; Fear.
Sudden, loud pops rang out as Casey ran full speed at Severide, shoving him to the ground with such force that the squad lieutenant slid a few feet.
Sitting up angrily, Kelly frowned, the noises not registering momentarily. "What the hell, Matt?!" he fumed before his eyes landed on Matt. Realizing that Casey was also on the ground, blood seeping from his shoulder, Kelly scrambled towards him. "Matt!"
The 'pops' of gunfire continued as bullets peppered the fire house. Severide rushed to Matt's side, frantically checking him over. A bullet wound now graced his right shoulder, just below his collarbone. Kelly quickly discovered it was a through-and-through before tearing his shirt off. Placing half of it beneath Casey, against the exit wound, he used the remainder to press firmly on the jagged entrance.
"Matt!" he barked, noticing the other man's dazed expression. Blue eyes blinked up at him slowly.
"Sev?" he bit out. "You okay?"
"Am I okay?" Kelly asked, biting back a few curses. "Yeah, you idiot…I'm fine. You're the one who got yourself shot!"
"Couldn't…couldn't let you get shot," Matt explained quietly, wincing.
Severide felt another twinge of guilt but the overwhelming fear for Matt's life was stronger. Hearing a sudden lack of gunshots, Kelly looked around for the other members of the firehouse. Seeing nobody at first, he glanced back down at the rapidly paling face of his best friend.
"Shay!" he called frantically, feeling Matt's slick blood coating his fingers. "Oh God…Shay!"