Hello everyone! I hope you're up for a new story! I promised this one for a few weeks now, because it's the sequel to 'Buried alive'. I had this idea when I was sleeping. When I got up, there was a tilt in my head. Nobody had trully think about a story like this, and I hope you will like, because it will be a bit weird (well, I think it's very very very weird but...). I won't update this story like the others because I just have this chapter in my pocket. Hope you will like :-)
Anyway, I can't tell you much (obviously, otherwise I will spoil you), but here it is : when two people love each other, they can't be separated, no matter what obstables. They stay an united family.
SUMMARY: this story takes place about five years after the end of 'Buried alive', Eliza is about five then. Matt and Gabriela got married and bought a house in the same neighbourhood to have more than two bedrooms. Sylvie (Brett) and Kelly finally expressed their love for each other two years before the beginning of this story and are living together since then. Mouch's wedding is on top, and so is Hermann's.
There are several new guys in the firehouse :
- Battalion 25: Casey (who is the chief in firehouse 51).
- Truck 81 : the lieutenant is Hermann (one of the first decisions Casey took as a chief), and the driver is still Otis. The other firefighter : Kidd, Mouch, Borelli and the new guy Enzo McKenzie (also called Mac).
- Squad 3 : the lieutenant is Severide (since captain Paterson got transferred to firehouse 90), and the driver is still Tony. The other firefighters : Capp, Cruz and Dawson (yeah, Gabriela Dawson, the one and only).
- Ambulance 61: Sylvie Brett is still the PIC, and Chout obtained a permanent place.
DISCLAIMERS : I don't own any characters coming from the three Chicago series.
Oh : And be nice with me please, it's my first story ever without any help for a translation, so this story might have a lot of mistakes (spelling etc...). So I'm sorry for that.
And it will take a few chapters to really begin the story (I explain the situation during the first ones).
Chapter 1 : the beginning of your story
This day started like the other days. Gabby was cooking breakfast while Matt was trying to wake and dress Eliza to go to her preschool. It wasn't expected, but she stayed the beauty she was when she was born, for the happiness of her parents: her skin was slightly tanned, she had these same blue eyes and the same light brown hair. And she had a smile that could turn men crazy. Sometimes, she had the same gestures as her father. Well, she had his personality: calm, with some difficulties to share her feelings, and she was very smart for her age.
"Daddy? What's mama cooking this morning?"
"I don't know sweety. But we'll know soon. When you'll get dressed".
"Daddy?"
"Yes?"
Eliza had the habit to ask a lot of questions, whether it was to her father or her mother.
"Can I ask you a weird question?"
"Weird how?"
"Well, I ask myself for a while but..."
She looked down, almost ashamed to have begun her sentence.
"Hey Liz, look at me".
He passed his fingers under her chin to raise her head. Finally meeting her eyes, he smiled.
"When you have a question, ask it, okay? Don't hide your feelings and emotions, they are your strength".
After several noiseless seconds, she nodded.
"It's just... I don't want you to be angry at me daddy".
He sighed and sat next to his daughter.
"If one day I'm angry at you, it'll be to get you stronger".
He passed his arm around Eliza and hugged her, kissing her forehead.
"What was your question?"
"Uh... I saw that... You have two big scars here, and here", she said, pointing her lower stomach and her right hip.
"Oh..."
Eliza almost turned her gaze. She thought that her father didn't want to answer her question and she began to regret it.
"These scars are the beginning of your story".
She turned her head to her father, her eyes wet because of some tears. She had so much questions right now.
"Breakfast is ready!" Gabby cried from the kitchen.
"We'll have a talk during breakfast okay? Put your shoes on, I'll do your laces and then we go down to the kitchen".
Eliza nodded wiping the tears, then she put her shoes on so her father could lace them. They went down hand by hand and sat.
"I cooked pancakes, scrambled eggs with bacon".
"Mhhh, mama you're the best mama in the world!"
Resting the pan on the stove, Gabby smiled. Matt cut her pancakes and Eliza took one piece in her mouth.
"Mhhh, yummy!"
Matt smiled. Gabby was the best cook, even with easy and simple recipes. After a few quiet seconds, Eliza turned her head to her father while eating.
"Daddy?"
"Your mouth Liz. Don't talk with your mouth full".
She finished chewing and swallowed before continuing.
"Can you tell me? The beginning of my story?"
Matt then remembered their conversation a few minutes earlier. Gabby looked puzzled.
"Liz asked me about my scars on my lower belly and my right hip".
"Oh..."
Eliza laughed.
"Dad had the same reaction!"
Gabby smiled then looked the men of her life.
"And?"
"And... I told her they were the beginning of her story".
Gabby raised an eyebrow.
"And then you called for breakfast".
"Ah, I see".
Still eating, Eliza turned her gaze to her father. He wanted to know her story.
"About five months before your birth, you were into mommy's belly for about three months".
"In her belly?! But how I did to get into her belly?"
Matt and Gabby couldn't help but laugh.
"Well", Gabby began more seriously, "dad and mom shared a big hug and from our love, you've been conceived".
"And then I was born?"
"Not after that sweety. It took some time for you to grow. The first time we saw you into mommy's belly, you had the size of a pea".
Eliza was trying to imagine herself the size of a pea. She seemed puzzled.
"And then, you stayed about nine months into mommy's belly to grow and when you were ready, you were born".
"Ohhh".
"Do you see this picture?"
Matt pointed the pictures on the chimney. Eliza was very small on it, cuddled by her uncle Kelly.
"Uh uh".
"It was the day you were born. In nine months, you're passed from a pea to a baby like you".
"After nine months?!"
"You were born a little early, but it was because you were ready".
Eliza nodded, still eating with her parents.
"So, what happened? Five months before my birth?"
"Oh, yeah. We were there".
Matt cleared his throat.
"Mom and me were inside a big house and I discovered a bomb".
"Those who KABOOM?!" Eliza said, extending her arms.
"Yeah, those who kaboom. When dad discovered it, he asked his men to get out".
"But, what about you dad?"
"Me? I discovered the bomb, it was my responsibility to check if everthing was okay the time for the specialists to come".
"There are bomb specialists?!"
"Yes, the bomb squad. I can continue?"
"Yes daddy!"
Gabby smiled, swallowing a new fork of scrambled eggs.
"There still were three firefighters in the house when the bomb activated itself".
"Activated? It was going to kaboom?"
"Mh".
Matt continued to eat while Eliza was asking her questions and Gabby was answering.
"Who were the three firefighters?"
"Uncle Hermann, uncle Kelly and uncle Tony".
"Uncle Kelly has scars too?"
"From this day? Yeah, and your two other uncles too", Gabby confirmed.
"I ran toward them so the explosion couldn't reach them. And when the bomb exploded, the house collapsed on us".
Eliza opened her mouth, but this time, she had no questions. She was five, but she understood exactly what it meant.
"You were buried alive?"
"We can say that, yes!" Matt said, laughing.
"Dad was badly injured. And mom came to save him", Gabby announced.
"You buried yourself?"
"Well, there was a road to join your father and I took it. And then we got him out".
"And the others?"
"When your father got out, the road collapsed".
Eliza almost jumped, thinking about her mother being buried alive. But then, she calmed down. She knew that it was a happy ending because her parents were here with her, telling this story.
"Your other uncles had to find a new way to get us out".
"And they found one".
"And they found one, indeed", Gabby answered.
Eliza seemed puzzled again. Her story was a little weird.
"And that's all?"
"No. When dad began to get better, he was very angry at mom", Matt continued when Gabby was still eating.
"But why? Mom saved you!"
"It's because she went down. Mom had also hurt herself on this call. She could have lose you. And I didn't accept this".
"So... You argued with mom?"
"I did worse: I didn't talk to her for two months".
Eliza said nothing. Two months. It was very long for her, so for her parents...
"Until I realize why she went down: she went down for me, to save me. So you can have some brothers and sisters".
"And until I realize why dad was angry: he didn't want to lose me, and he didn't want to lose you. One was angry at each other for the same reason: not lose the other".
"And you got back together!"
"Indeed!"
They finished to eat, Gabby and Matt washing the dishes while Eliza was preparing her bag for her day.
"Mommy?"
"Yes sweety?"
Eliza bit her lower lip, a gesture she inherited from Gabby.
"Dad said that... That I... Can have some other brothers and sisters? Like uncle Hermann?"
"Mh. Why?"
Matt stopped to wash the dishes and turned toward the two women he loved.
"Well... I mean... At preschool, they all have brothers and sisters, and not me".
Eliza almost began to pout, lowering her head, placing her arms behind her back.
"You... You want a little brother or a little sister?"
Gabby and Matt exchanged a look, surprised.
"Well... I would like to".
Matt kneeled in front of his daughter and raised her head.
"I think we can find an agreement", he assured with a smile, kissing his daughter.
He then looked Gabby and she nodded.
"We'll have a discussion".
Eliza smiled very slightly.
"Come on, lets go! Aunt Christie will come to pick you after preschool".
"Yeah! I will sleep with Violet then!"
"Promise to be wise with Violet and aunt Christie".
"I promise, I promise!"
"We'll know if you lied to us anyway", Matt said to his daughter, laughing when she pouted.
All three entered the car, dropped Eliza to preschool and headed to the firehouse 51 for their shift.