Dennie POV

I love the rain, always have. I'd only been here a week or two and my favourite days were the ones with rain. I was dressed for bed but the thought of walking in the rain was enticing me more and more every minute I stayed inside. I pulled on a red hoodie over my Imagine Dragons T-Shirt, put on my purple converse and ran out the door. I put my earphones in my ears and my iPod on shuffle, turned the volume up slightly but I could still hear the sound of moving cars in the streets around me. I walked through the unfamiliar streets of Chicago with cool rain falling on my skin.

I walked until my calves started to twinge and tighten slightly. I turned around a corner hopeful that it would lead me back in the direction of my new home, only to find people stood outside of a house on fire. As I got closer the people were panicking and yelling to the second story window. I saw three young kids at the window crying and screaming for help. I had to help them, something was telling me I needed to help. I took a deep breath and ran to the house, pausing for a second and taking out my earphones before I entered.

I walked in, keeping my head low. I saw something on the couch just in front of me, it was a girl. She was about my age passed out with an empty bottle of beer knocked over beside her. I acted fast and dragged her off the couch and out of the house. When I got outside the neighbours were staring at me like I was crazy. "What are you doing? Don't just stand there call 9-1-1!" I shouted running back into the house.

I ran straight up the stairs with my head low, I needed to save the kids. I touched the handle trying to open the door where the kids were screaming, I pulled it back quickly as the metal seared my skin. I had to get in there quickly, so I stepped back and ran shoulder first into the door. It took three times before the door came loose and I could enter the room. There were two boys and a baby girl, all with frightened, tear stained faces. I told the boys that I was there to help, and they needed to come with me to get outside. They nodded in agreement and the oldest boy, who was no older than ten, handed me the baby and grabbed my left hand tightly with his brother. We ran down the stairs and I could feel the flames touching my ankles, burning them, but I didn't care, we were so close.

We got out safely and a woman ran up to us hugging the boys. I presumed she was their mother, so I handed the baby to her and she said thank you over and over again. I just smiled at her then looked at the boys. The oldest one looked up at me and gave me a quizzical look when he spotted the necklace I was wearing. His concentration broke when flashing lights and sirens arrived in the street. I took that as my cue to leave and ran off in the opposite direction.

Matt Casey POV

I took my mug of coffee to the table where Herrmann and Otis were trying to convince Cruz into going into business with them. We had a pretty slow day, only three call outs all evening. It was dark, and I didn't think anything else would be calling us out now. Everyone was going about their usual activities. Mouch was watching TV with Pouch, it was hard to think that he had once objected to keeping that dog, Mills was in the kitchen cooking, Gabby and Shay were gossiping about something and the squad guys were playing it cool by playing yet another round of cards. Everyone looked comfortable with what they were doing, I, on the other hand, was eager for something to do.

"Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61. Residential fire, 287 Northridge Avenue." A voice said through the speakers. Everyone stopped what they were doing and rushed to the vehicles suiting up once there. It wasn't a long drive to the fire, only a couple of streets away from the Firehouse.

We came into the street, and I saw a girl handing a baby to a woman. The girl's head snapped up when she saw us come closer and just as we stopped she sprinted off with a slight limp in the opposite direction. "Hey! Stop!" I called to her. She didn't stop, maybe she didn't hear me. I quickly put my focus on the fire. "Otis, hydrant. Mills, Mouch vent the place." I instructed. I went over to talk to the kids who were being attended to. A girl was passed out and occupied most of the attention from Gabby and Shay, so I talked to the oldest boy instead. "Hey, is there anyone else in the house?" I asked softly. The boy shook his head, so I informed my men. I turned to face the boy again. "Do you know the girl that ran off?"

"No, but she saved us." The boy said.

"Do you know if she's hurt?" I asked.

"I don't know," he said shrugging his shoulders. "All I saw was her purple shoes and her necklace. It was really cool, it was green and twisted."

"Ok, thank you." I said. With that I waved Shay over to check the kids while I went to help my men and Severide's men tackle the fire.

We got the fire under control relatively quickly, it was out soon after. By the time the fire was out the kids and their mother had been taken to the hospital. We packed up the engines and drove quietly back to the Firehouse. Once there, everyone carried on doing the activities they had left about an hour before. I looked at the nearly full mug of cold coffee and decided to take a shower instead. I couldn't get that girl off my mind. As I showered questions were going around my head. Why was she at the fire? Who was she? Why was she wearing shorts in the rain? I couldn't answer the questions, and the shower didn't clear my head as I thought it would. I needed to lie down, that usually cleared my head. I turned off the shower, got dressed and headed to my office. I laid on the bed and rested my head on the pillow allowing sleep to overcome me.