'Fire department, call out' Casey yelled, his voice just loud enough to be heard over the roar of the flames. 'In the bedroom' a high pitched voice replied between heavy coughs. 'Over here' Casey called out to Severide and Cruz, who were on the other side of the hallway and entered the smoke filled the smoke he saw the outline of a girl sitting on her knees, slightly bending forwards. The flames were close to her, but she didn't flinch. When he came closer he saw the girl was putting pressure on a heavy man's stomach. 'He's bleeding' the girl said stoically still pressing down on the man's stomach, beads of sweat steadily pouring down her face. Even in the light of the fire and the brave face she was holding up, she looked too young to be undeterred by the flames. The fire had singed her hair and Casey saw some minor burns on her arms.
The man was bleeding heavily and was unresponsive. Casey checked for a pulse and felt a weak thumb against his fingers. 'He's alive' Casey muttered to himself. 'Casey' Severide called out as he entered. 'Over here' he yelled back to Severide grabbing his radio. 'Two victims, middle of the room. One down, bleeding heavily, I suspect he has been shot, need extra hands in the master bedroom' Casey yelled over the radio. Severide and Cruz followed Casey's voice and found them quickly. 'We have to get you out of here' Casey yelled to the girl. 'But my dad' the girl said her voice finally starting to tremble. 'We'll take care of him, but you need to get out now' Casey gently pushed her hand aside and took over putting pressure on the wound. She hesitated. She looked him in the sizing him up in order to judge if she could trust him. Casey saw the fear in her eyes and understood it all too well, but she needed to get out of the burning house.
He heard two other fire fighters come in. 'Mills, get her out' Casey ordered, 'save him' she told Casey. 'I'll do everything I can, I promise' Casey said as Mills pulled her away and took her under his arm. Hermann put down the backboard he had brought up, flames roaring around them. They put the father on the backboard and lifted him between them, while Casey kept putting pressure on the wound. They managed to get him out fairly quick, taking the thick black smoke and the zero visibility into account. They laid the man on the gurney and Matt told Gabby and Shay what he knew about the victim, he was bleeding out. Gabby took over keeping the pressure on his stomach.'Put water on that fire' the chief's voice bellowed through Casey's radio and Casey heard the hoses come to life.
'Daddy' the girl screamed as she dashed over. Casey caught her in his arms and pushed her back slightly so Shay and Gabby could do their jobs. She struggled against him trying to get to her dad. He looked over to Gabby, seeing in her eyes that she didn't have a lot of faith in the father's chances of survival, still working as hard as she could to defy the odds.
'She shot him, she shot him' the girl screamed, the calm demeanor that she had inside completely gone, the fear had taken over. Matt couldn't blame her for that, now she was out of the fire Casey saw how young she was. She couldn't have been older than fifteen. 'Who did?' Casey asked trying to make her focus on him, instead of her dad's condition. 'My mom' she cried. Casey felt dazed by her revelation.
While Gabby and Shay were doing everything they could to stabilize the man so they could transport him to the hospital, Casey decided to turn the girl around so she couldn't see Gabby intubating her dad. She tried to turn back. 'You don't want to see this, believe me' Casey said. 'What happening?' She asked in between sobs. 'The paramedics are working on him, they are doing all they can' Casey tried to reassure her.
She seemed to calm down until she started coughing uncontrollably. 'You need oxygen' Casey observed as he gently pushed her towards the other ambulance. 'Don't look, okay' and she nodded against his shoulder still coughing. He looked over at Gabby who gave him a doubtful look. 'Smoke inhalation' he told the paramedic who brought out the oxygen tank straight away. The paramedic fitted the mask over her nose and mouth and told her to take deep breaths. She did, but her teary eyes were focused on Casey as he talked to her about trivial things. Her hand holding a tight grip on his sleeve, as the paramedics looked her over. 'You are going to be okay' Casey told her 'I promise you will be okay'