Hi everybody! Here is my new Dawsey story. I feel really bummed about how it ended on the show, so I decided to write my own AU version where Matt goes to find Gabby in Puerto Rico in the hopes of fixing their marriage. Thank you so much coming to this story and I hope you will enjoy it.

Nervous, Matt Casey was sitting at the airport. His duffel bag was on his lap but couldn't stop his knees from trembling. He was not nervous about the flight that he had ahead, but about what he was going to find at his destination.

Every few minutes he read the sign above the door towards the plane, as if he had to reassure himself that he was really going to Puerto Rico. Weeks after his wife left, he was going after he in the hopes of saving their marriage.

Gabby had already left 4 weeks ago. At first, he had been unsure about what to do. The first week he had just been sitting around the house, thinking about everything they had lost. The second week Kelly had tried to drag him into every bar Chicago had to offer. But it was not enough to keep his mind of the woman that meant the most about him. He had tried to text her, but there was no response. About a week ago, he decided it was enough.

Nobody in the firehouse was surprised about him taking up furlough, but besides Kelly he had not told anybody he was heading to Puerto Rico. Most of the others probably thought he was sitting on some lake in Minnesota, trying to catch a few fish while downing a week worth's of beer in a weekend.

Honestly, with how nervous he was about this, he started to wish he had done that instead. But he still believed that he and Gabby could salvage things. Their emotions had been running wild, but he wanted to believe that if they could work on their communications, they could work it out.

After losing Hallie, he had thought he would never feel this pain again, but it felt even worse. Hallie was gone, but Gabby had cut him off and it still felt like he was not doing enough.

His phone was ringing in his pocket and for a second he hoped it was Gabby, but knew that he was only deceiving himself what that thought. It was Kelly. Getting up, to a calmer corner of the crowded gate, he pressed the phone against his ear.

''Hey.'' Matt said, not sure why his friend was calling him.

''Hey man, saw the time and know you are boarding soon.''

''Business is already seated, we economy plebs should be good to board soon.'' Matt let out a nervous laugh.

''Have a good flight man, let me know when you landed.''

''I will, thanks for calling.'' Matt got ready to hang up, but his friend started talking again.

''Matt – if she doesn't want to speak to you, please let me know. I don't mind paying a ticket if she does, just want you to come home with us then, we care about you. I am worried about you.'' Kelly admitted.

''I earn more than you, I am the captain after all.'' Matt joked, but he appreciated what his friend said. ''Come on, we were married for almost a year and we have had our ups and downs, but I feel good about this.''

''You probably know better than me, anyway. Take care. Have a good flight. Talk to you later.''

''Talk to you later.''

At least he had made the lie about feeling good about this sound convincing.

It was time for him to board as well and he got into the plane. As he was not sure what the week would bring him, he only took his duffel bag and since the overhead lockers were already full, he let go of it a she was nervous enough.

Sitting down in the window seat, he kicked his bag under the seat in front of him. A couple came walking down through the aisle and sat down right beside him. He gave them a polite nod, having a short look as they locked hands but looking out of the window again then. Tears welled up in his eyes. After their wedding, they had talked about taking a honeymoon and they never had taken it.

The couple kept chatting, and it reminded him of all the times Gabby made him laugh. He missed her so much in his house, in his life. He missed the silly jokes they made and the sweet things she would say sometimes, making him blush. He thought of the slow mornings they spend in their bed, cuddling, the light creeping through the curtains as he had her in his arms. Those moments had felt so natural, he didn't even think during those moments.

It hurt him that they had been this close and now she had not even send him a message to let him know how things were in Puerto Rico. She had only been in contact with Brett and that was the only reason he knew she was doing well, and where she was staying.

The flight took off and he tried to listen to some music, but almost every song reminded him of Gabby. Putting it away, he looked out the clouds, trying to collect his thoughts.

The flight attendants came through the aisle with drinks and food.

''We would like some champagne, we are on our honeymoon.'' The woman smiled. Matt tried to move even closer to the window, not wanting to look at them at all now as he felt the tears coming again.

''Sir, can I get you anything to drink?''

''I would like to have a beer.'' He mumbled and took it, thanking her. Not looking at his meal at all, he took a few sips, looking out of the window.

There was a tap on his shoulder and he looked at the woman of the honeymoon couple.

''Can you take a picture of us?'' She pushed her phone into his hands.

Feeling awkward, he did so. She leaned against her husband while they held up their champagne. He felt so bad about never doing this with Gabby. He hoped that they would still get the chance to do it someday.

''Here, congratulations on your marriage.'' He just said, handing the phone back and looing out of the window again. Even though the flight was just on the way, he hoped that San Juan was not too far anymore. Nerves were raging through his body and all he wanted was to get there. He wasn't even sure where she was. Even though she had send Brett a few updates, he had not heard anything at all.

Closing his eyes, he was glad the sleeping pill he had taken before the flight was taking effect. But even in his nap, there was no escape form his feelings about Gabby, and how much he missed her. Even since she had left, every time he closed his eyes. He saw her, what could have been. Their lives with Louie, as well as what their lives could have been like if they had not lost their baby two years ago.

When he woke up, the map on the TV showed they had barely passed North Caroline and he started to feel more and more nervous. It started to feel stupid what he was doing.

She left for a reason, and maybe she did not want to talk to him at all. What was he even doing?

Getting more and more nervous, his stomach seemed to turn around and he started to feel sick. It was not the first time, while he had been at home, thinking about everything, it had happened before.

''Sorry, can I get out for a minute?'' he asked and the couple got up, letting him out of the row. Making it to the toilet in the back of the plane, he could just make it before puking into the toilet. Leaning against the mirror, he took his cap off and wiped the sweat from his forehead, washing his face as much as he could.

There was a knock on the lavatory door and he opened it, a flight attendant standing on the other side.

''Are you alright sir?''

''Sorry, I am a nervous flyer.'' He lied to the flight attendant and he wanted to push pas her, putting his cap back on.

''Sir, you can come with me. What was your old seat number.

''33F''

Walking after the first flight attendant, she brought him to a business class seat all the way in the front.

''Thank you.''

Another flight attendant came bringing his back over as well and he sat back, feeling his stomach calm a little bit.

''I will get you some water.'' One of flight attendants said and he thanked her. She came back soon and leaned against the divider between his and the other seat.

''My uncle is in the CFD, great work you do.'' She said as she handed him a bottle of water.

''Thanks.''

''Are you on your way to do relief work? We had relief workers on our flight last month.'' She smiled at him. For a second, he wanted to ask her if Gabby had been among them. But even though he couldn't think about anything in the world except for Gabby, he knew that there wa sno way this flight attendant would remember.

''I uh – I am visiting somebody doing the relief work.'' He just said, looking down.

''Let me know if you need anything.'' She offered and he nodded gratefully.

Taking his phone from his bag, he started typing a message.

Hey Gabby. I hope you are doing well.

Looking at the message for a second, he deleted it again. It was exactly what he had done for the last few weeks. Looking at his screen a bit longer, he couldn't type any words that he knew he would send.

Putting his phone away again, he was glad that the plane was a few more hours away now. He could feel his stomach turning again as he thought about what he was going to say to Gabby. For weeks all the words had been on his mind, but now that he was slowly getting closer he seemed to forget them all.

He took his phone out again and tried to find the words again, trying to get this thoughts in order.

Hey Gabby. Hope you are well. I am on my way to Puerto Rico and I am hoping we can talk. I care deeply about you and I know I was wrong. I hope we can save our marriage. I love you, Matt.

Looking his words for a few minutes, he felt it was not good enough, but it was also that he was afraid for the reply, of lack there off if he did send it upon landing.

Closing his eyes, he fell asleep.

Waking up, they were already landing in San Juan. Thanking the flight attendants again, he got of the flight. Around him was a lot of damage. He knew that the hurricane had done so much damage, and even though they were on rough grounds, he was very proud of Gabby for helping out.

Walking to the car rental desk, he got his car. Even though he wanted to drive straight down to Gabby now, he knew he had to check into the motel he booked a room.

He knew what her address because she had send Brett a letter. Even though the power was slowly coming back up, Gabby did not have power all the time, so she had sent Sylvie a letter. It hurt him a bit that she had written Sylvie a letter while he had heard nothing. But with the current stage of their marriage, he understood.

Parking his rental car by the hotel, he got out and walked inside. It was dark at the reception because of a blackout, but he honestly didn't care. All he wanted was drop his stuff and drive down to the address, before his nerves would take over. Even if he got to Gabby's address and she opened the door, it could as well be that she still didn't even want to talk to him.

After he got the key, he walked to his room. It was simple, but he felt lucky he could sleep here. He knew that there were a lot more people here that had it a lot worse.

For a second he sat on the edge of the bed. Looking out of the window, it started to rain. Looking out at the rain, his stomach started to feel uneasy again. It made him feel like he did in the plane and he was worried about throwing up. To keep his mind of it, he texted Kelly to let his friend know he had arrived. After quickly changing his shirt, he took his jacket and cap walked out into the rain.

Finally, he walked to his car. Looking at the map, he worked out where he had to be and started the car. The rain was still pouring down as he left the parking lot with the car. It was hard to see the road because of the rain, but he did find the right street. Parking and getting out, he walked to the stairs up the apartment she was supposed to be staying with other people of the mission.

Standing in the soaking rain, he was not sure what to do. He wanted her to open the door, he wanted to see her, fold his arms around her. Hold her, feeling their love rekindle. But he knew it was not going to be like that, and he was not sure how she was going to react at all. Rain was streaming over his face now and for a second he thought about going back to the car, and coming back tomorrow.

Taking a deep breath, he finally knocked on the door.

One of the lights went on in the hallway and the heard the door unlocking. His breath was trembling as he finally saw the door open.

In the doorway, hardly visible in the dim light was the shocked face of the love of his life. All happy memories and sadness came flooding back at the same time.

''Gabby…''

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