This story takes place after all the wonderful fluffy with Dawson and Casey in 2x09, but in this story Dawson doesn't find Shay.

Chapter one

"I don't know where else to look," Gabby said as she paced the living room of her apartment.

"We'll find her," Matt said as he watched her.

"But what if we don't?" Gabby stopped and turned around to face Matt. "Severide was right this is my entire fault, if I hadn't been so angry then this would have happened."

Matt quickly went to Gabby and placed both of his hands on her shoulders, "This is not your fault. Shay is going through something that nobody should have to go through, but you did not pull the trigger."

"I know, but I wasn't there for her when she needed me the most. Instead, I pretended like everything was okay, when it wasn't," Tears rolled down Gabby's face as the blame swallowed her whole

Matt didn't say anything; instead he brought her body to his and held her as her body shook.

As Gabby stood in Matt's arms she couldn't help but think of the last time she saw Shay, she was leaving 51 and getting into Devon's truck. She had a bad feeling about Shay's new friend from the time she meant her. As the memories of that day came flooding back to Gabby, she remembered the wrist bands on Shay.

"Matt," Gabby whispered as she pulled from him.

"What?" Matt asked looking at her, but never letting his hands leave her body.

"I think I know where to look for Shay," She said as she moved around him and grabbed her purse off of the couch.

"Where are we going?" Matt asked as he grabbed his coat.

"I think I should do this by myself, but would you mind being here when I come home?"

"Yeah, sure" Matt said as he nodded his head.

Gabby rushed toward the door, but before she stepped out, she rushed to Matt. "Thank you," She said then gave him a quick kiss.

Matt smiled as he watched leave the apartment, he knew that no matter what happens tonight, Gabby needed him.

This was the third Bar Gabby had walked in; she knew that Shay had to be around here somewhere. She made her way through, looking around at all the tables, booths, and at the bar. Damn it, Gabby thought as she turned around to leave, but then she noticed a blonde sitting alone at the bar. The blonde turned to the side, it was her.

"Shay," Gabby said as she stood next to her.

"Oh fuck," Shay said when she turned around to face Gabby. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I came to talk to you," Gabby said.

"So talk," Shay stated as she took another drink of her beer.

"Can we please go outside?" Gabby asked.

"Fine, you have three minutes," Shay said standing up from the stool. Gabby followed her out of the bar.

"So you wanted to talk, lets talk" Shay stated as she folded her arms across her chest.

"I wanted to say I'm sorry. You needed a friend and I wasn't there for you, but I'm here now."

"Oh that is just great! You think I need you! There is nothing wrong with me, I'm fine!" Shay shouted.

"Is that why everyone is so worried about you?"

"This is bull shit," Shay said as she turned away from Gabby and began to cross the street.

When Shay's feet left the curb, Gabby noticed a familiar truck racing toward her, "Shay!" Gabby screamed. Her feet raced toward her best friend, pushing Shay out of the way. There was no time for Gabby to get out of the way of the speeding truck.

"Gabby!"

Tell me what do you think, should I continue?