The whole firehouse was kind of quiet, which was quite unusual at this time of the day. Everyone was doing their own thing since there was no call for the last few hours. And by »doing their own thing« it is meant that either they were sleeping or playing poker outside.
Brett was just sitting there all by herself with crossword puzzle in front of her. Not really solving it or thinking about anything. At least not anything productive.
She didn't like one of those »calm« days when there was no call for so long or nothing to do around the firehouse. She would be satisfied with just cleaning the ambulance. But yes, already done. She wasn't a »woman of action« or anything. She just didn't want to waste whole day just sitting there.
But on the other hand, if she was at home by now, she would probably be watching one of those sad movies where you just need to cry and make your life even more miserable than it already is.
She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't realize she wasn't alone anymore until she heard one of the dishes fall.
»Oh, crap« Severide picked up the dish and looked at Sylvie. »Hey there. I'm so sorry if i scared you.«
She smiled. »It's ok, Lieutenant. Really. I wasn't focused so it was kind of an easy job scaring me with just a simple movement.«
He lifted eyebrows. »Oh..If you say so. Well, I came here to make a sandwich since Cruz's dinner was infamously burned.«
She smiles and looks down at the unsolved crossword puzzle. He turns his back and starts chopping pickles for his sandwich.
»Ouch! You have to be kidding me!« Brett looks up again and sees Severide with one hand bleeding and the other one holding a giant knife that was most certainly not meant for chopping pickles.
»Are you ok, Lieutenant? You are bleeding. Let me see.« She stands up and walks to the kitchen.
»I don't think it's really that bad, but that is a hell lot of blood.« says Severide and watches her opening first aid kit.
»You'll be fine.« She laughs. »It's just a little cut. I've seen worst, trust me. Besides, you are firefighter, you should be brave. «
Severide looks at her. This is the first time they are actually talking about something that is not strictly professional. Not that they didn't like or avoid each other, they just never interacted for some to him unknown reason.
He looks at her ocean blue eyes and thinks to himself that they are so clear you could actually see yourself in them, like in a reflection. They seemed so tender and sad that he just got this sudden need to protect her which was so different and strange to him because that was not usually the feeling he would get around the other women.
Brett took his hand, cleaned a cut with a gauze and disinfected it. Her hands were so cold that he got chills.
»Here. Done. You are ready for new victories. And watch out next time with those pickles, though they are small they can be dangerous!« Kelly laughed.
»Thanks, Brett. I owe you one.« He touches her shoulder and squeezes it. Sylvie picks up the first aid kit and smiles. »Well, of course you do. I just saved your life.«
»Yes, you did. I think i should consider writing a will anytime soon since you never know when your last day is coming.«
They both look at each other and burst into laugh. »That's actually a really good idea. You should totally do it.«
Brett walks to the table picks up the crossword, gently smiles and leaves. Leaves Severide with his complicated and a little frightening thoughts about her. Great. Just great.
He finally decides that he's been MIA too long already and takes his sandwich outside to join his squad at the poker game.
»What took you so long? You went to China to get this sandwich?« asks Capp and laughs.
»What the hell happened to your hand?!« adds Otis. »You should stay away from the kitchen.«
Severide frowns. »I had an accident.« And thinks to himself »If you can call it that way...«
Walking through the hallway not realizing she is actually smiling, Brett thinks about that little encounter that just happened between her and Severide. It left a little weird feeling in her stomach.
There is more about Lieutenant Severide that he lets others to see. He definitely isn't that scary at all. Or is he?
