NOTE: A new story. It will have about 15 chapters and mostly focuses around angst, drama but also romance for multiple characters in the house. Please do enjoy and let me know what you think in the end!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Chicago Fire Characters.

It was just a normal shift, a very normal shift. One of those shift that has calls. That has saves, but not one that seems to stick.

They had just been called to a scene were nothing had been going on and when they arrived at Lakeshore, if Lakeshore knew more and had already received their patient, the hospital hadn't known about anything either.

''Well, at least we got some fresh coffee.'' Brett smirked.

''Do you want to do counting?'' Jimmy asked and Brett nodded.

''Yeah, let's do that.'' She nodded.

Sylvie wanted to grab her coffee as he made her way to get out of the ambulance and walk around it to get to the back more easily when they suddenly looked as multiple people entered the firehouse. Only when Jimmy pulled her down, the coffee making a dark brown spot on the floor, she realized that it where the gang members and that they were carrying their guns.

Crawling into the back of the ambulance, they tried to stay low. Jimmy still had his hand in front of Brett's mouth, worried she was going to make too much noise. They heard the doors to the common room open and close and Jimmy wanted to grab the radio to warn them about what was coming up, but then it was already too late.

Brett wanted to scream as she heard the shots ring out in the common room.

2 weeks earlier

''I know it is going to kill us when I say this, but what a boring shift.'' Otis mumbled, his head on his arms as he was half asleep on the table. Even though it was always good when there was no call coming in, there was only so many hours he could keep entertained before getting bored.

No calls meant no hurt people, no fires, no danger. But as it was almost dinner time and they had been here since early morning, he wished something would happen soon, even though that was the biggest mistake ever.

Gabriela Dawson was looking around the firehouse. She had planned pasta with salmon from home in a box for dinner and put it in the fridge yesterday after their dinner, but this morning when she had wanted to eat it, it had suddenly been gone.

Looking around for the culprit, she knew it could only be one person. Matt Casey, her lieutenant, her boyfriend, her lover and the thief of her dinner.

When she walked towards his office she saw him opening the way too familiar Tupperware box and Matt ready to dig in. She pulled the door open, Matt looking up at her like a deer that was looking in the headlights of a car.

''No, no, no no! That is my dinner!'' Casey heard then, right before the Tupperware box was snatched from his hands.

''I found it in the fridge this morning.'' He said, spreading his hands in defensive while Gabby stood there, holding the box now and taking the lid from his desk, closing it again.

''Because I put it there, for mé, to take to shift.'' Gabby said then, shaking her head.

''Oh, I thought they were leftovers from yesterday, sorry.'' He said then, smiling teasingly.

''They are! But they were my dinner for today!'' Gabby sighed annoyed. Matt smirked as she walked away with her lunch. Sure he had known it, but it was funny when she got so worked up over things like these.

She started eating on the way back to the common room, but before she could properly eat, the alarm went off then and she put the food aside, running to the truck.

''How was the pasta?'' Matt teased her as he caught up with her and she rolled her eyes. They got ready and got in the truck then.

Otis started the truck and drove away. Squad 3 was following them closely. Rushing through the streets they made their way to the scene they were called for. It was for a fire and it wasn't too far from them.

They arrived at the scene and they jumped out of the truck. The fire was in a smaller house by the road and the fire was raging through it.

''Chief, want us to do a search?'' Casey asked concerned as he walked closer, not sure if there was anybody in there, but also not sure if they still could as it seemed like the fire was too severe. The fire was raging and he wouldn't think it was a good decision too still go in there but he also didn't want to risk the lives off his crew and Severide also didn't seem to eager to go in.

''No, nobody is going on, smoke is already turning black. Nothing we can do, it is too late.'' Boden said then and Casey and Severide nodded understanding. There was nothing they could do right now, it was too late to go in and there was nothing they could do.

Casey turned around, knew he was not going to risk his crew going in and he walked back to the truck.

''Nothing we can do, we have to wait for the fire to be under control so engine can put it out.''

''It's a shame, but nothing we can do.'' Herrmann said, putting the gear he had grabbed away and the rest nodded.

''Hey, there is still somebody in there!'' Somebody yelled from the people that had gathered around, watching the scene and Severide overheard it. He walked closer to the group of boys standing there and he recognized some of them.

Severide had seen them around, it was definitely one of the boys afflicted with the gang that they saw around the neighborhood and that they had been in trouble with before.

''Sorry, what?''

''This is our building and there was somebody in side.''

''What was he doing in there?''

''None of your business! Why are you not running in there, mister fireman?'' The boy said and Boden and Casey walked closer, sensing trouble.

''Chief, they said somebody was still inside.'' Severide said then.

''I am sorry, but there is nothing we can do.'' Boden said and just as he said it, the building behind them collapsed, the fire fully raging through.

''You are going to pay for this! I swear you are going to pay for this!'' The boy said then. Jumping towards Boden and Casey and Severide held him away from their chief just in time.

''Calm down.'' Boden warned him.

''No, you should have send your men in. You and your firehouse, you are going to pay for this!'' The boy warned them, walking away from the lieutenants, the rest of the boys nodding as well before they walked off, only to be stopped by police for questioning.

''This is not good, chief.'' Severide warned him then. If the gang was angry and upset with them, this could hit them back, hard.

NOTE: So a brand new story! Things don't start out well. The boys warned them that they are going to pay for it! So does 51 really have to watch their backs?

Thank you so much for reading the first chapter. I hope you did enjoy it. Please let me know what you think and if you are interested in the rest of this story. Hopefully till next chapter! Really hope you want to see more of this story!