Note: The story is just fictional and plays in the future. Connor has a 7 year old daughter with Zanetti.
It includes one-shots about Katies development and how Connor takes responsibility as a role model.
The story starts when Katie is about 7 and ends when she becomes 18.
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"April, where is my Daddy?"
"Hey, sweetie", Sexton greeted the 7 year old girl, walked towards her and pulled her in a hug.
"Come here. I will show you", she grabbed Katies hand, stopping right in front of the office.
"There you go", she pointed at the doctors, that were busy talking, but stopped, when they recognized a little visitor, entering the room.
"Hi, Daddy", Katie started running to Connor, who spread his arms and caught her, to take her on his shoulder and finally put a kiss on her cheek.
"Hey, sweetheart. How was your day?"
Will Halstead smiled like his colleague.
"We learnt the letter F in school and now I can tell you every object, that has the letter in it. Folder, feather, father."
"Amazing", Connor cheered her up and Will agreed.
Katie pulled her hand through his dark hair.
"Who made these cool braids?", Halstead pointed at her hair, receiving a bright smile of the little student.
"My Mommy", Katie explained, looking outside the window.
„Can we go home now, Daddy?"
"Alright."
Connor put her back to the ground.
"I'm gonna talk to Mom. But first I have to help to archieve some documents."
Katie grabbed Connors stethoscope.
"Can you listen to a heart with this?"
Connor took the documents aside, kneeled down instead.
He put the listeners in her ears, held it to his chest.
"Can you hear my heart beat?"
She got quiet, nodded smiled when she was able to locate the sound.
"Yeah. You know what? Shelly fell down the stairs today and broke her leg?"
"One of your class mates?", Halstead wanted to know, when Connor started laughing.
"Shelly is her doll."
"Daddy? Can you fix her leg? It's not looking so good", Katie reached for her backpack, putting the blonde baby outside. Indeed her leg was seperated from the rest oft he body.
Will tried hard to hide the laughter on his face.
"You know what? I'm sure uncle Will is getting you some bandages and bandaids and then we will be right on it."
Will looked a little bit overwhelmed. During his search for material, Connor changed his cape and red dress to replace it with a black T-shirt and hoodie.
Coming back, Will already tried to put the bandage on her side.
"Come on, Dr. Halstead. I think we need some special suture", he opened one of the drawers, grabbing some glue stick, before treating the patient in a special way.
In the middle of the procedure the door went open and Samantha walked into the room.
"Mommy", Katie smirked, when Zavetti faced the doll in surprise.
"Are you guys okay?"
"Daddy and uncle Will are healing Shelly."
"I'm totally impressed, baby", Samantha giggled.
Both men looked at Zanetti ashamed.
"Well, I hope she's better now", Connor mentioned, giving the doll to his daughter.
"You have to keep her warm. She needs some good care."
"Does she has to stay here?"
"No, I think we can take her home. Are you ready?", Connor took Katies hand.
"Yeah", she squeled squeezing back.
Samantha sighed, searching fort he keys in her pocket. Since her and Connor worked at the hospital alternately, it was Connors part to watch their daughter today.
"Alright. Bed time is around 9. No TV and her nintendo remains in the drawer."
"Oh, Mommy. Come on, it's Saturday tomorrow."
"No, Katie. Daddy will read you a good night story. You had some very bad dreams in the last times. So, it's not good for you, being up all night gambling."
Sam shared a kiss with Connor, before she placed one on their daughters cheek.
"See you tomorrow, sweetie."
"Can we go now? You're ready?"
Connor shook her arm, just for fun while holding her hand.
"Of course. But only if you take a closer look to Mr. Teddy. I think his eye has to be removed today."
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"Alright, Katie. Time for bed. What kind of story did you pick?"
Connors entered the childrens room, searching for his daughter.
"Katie? Come on. Where are you? Ka…"
He stopped in the middle of his sentence. His daughter was sitting next to her locker behind the door.
She was crying, pressing her stuffed animal to her chest.
Connor kneeled down, looking at the little girl in concern.
"Hey, what happened?"
She shrugged her shoulders, trembling.
" After I played with my barbies…I…went to your room and wanted to put Cinderella in the recorder and there was another film on screen. A little boy died and they burned his body and after that, they put the ashes in a box. He was seperated from his family before and…"
Connor sighed, reaching for her hand.
"Come here, baby. Come here", he pulled her in his arms and rocked her for a while. Her tears wet his shirt.
"I don't want to die. I don't want to be taken away from you", she mumbled in his chest, so Connor tightened his grip.
He stroked her hair until she got more calm.
Holding her in his arms, he sat on her bed.
"Look, Katie. No ones is gonna take you away from us. You're save here with mom and me. And yes. I won't blame you. People are dying and people are born. But until this happens to you, it's gonna be a long, long time. Okay?"
She nodded her head, tiredly hiding her face on his shirt.
"Is it true that people are getting burned after their death?"
Connor hesitated. He didn't really know what to say. It wasn't his aim to scare her. But the reality seemed brutal. How do you explain life and death to a 7 year old, especially when you are a doctor yourself?
Finally he decided to tell her the truth.
"Yeah, sometimes people are burned to keep the ashes or to distribute it at the sea. But it doesn't hurt anymore, because they don't feel anything at all."
"Please stay with me", Katie grabbed the piece of his shirt, nervously hanging on it, begging him not to leave the room.
"Sure thing."
Rhodes tugged her in, after she crawled on the mattress.
He took a book from her nightstand, before he lay down next to her and took her in his arms.
He opened the first page and started reading, until she fell asleep…