My first venture into Chicago Fire fanfiction. Just getting caught up on the show, don't know why it took me so long to catch on when I've been watching Chicago P.D. since the start. Anyways, I immediately fell in love with Casey and Dawson. I'm still learning about their characters when it comes to writing them. But I have to get my feet wet sometime. So here ya go...
Silence in the Dark
As soon has she regained consciousness, she had almost wished she hadn't. Between the ringing in her ears and the pounding in her head, she had a hard time focusing on anything. She coughed and blinked a few times, trying to focus on anything around her that could clue her in on what exactly had happened.
"Gabby! Call out!" Casey continued through the debris, not slowing down in the least bit. "I see someone!" He continued faster until he could see the identity of the body slumped up against what was once a wall. "Gabby!" He felt like he was running in water and going nowhere fast as he hurried over to her, ignoring Severide's calls for him to be careful.
When he reached her, he let out a sigh of relief, her eyes were open. They were full of fear, but they were open. "Oh thank god, are you ok?"
"I can't..." Gabby sobbed, "I can't hear you."
"Shit," Casey mumbled. He leaned down and kissed her, it was the only way he knew how to comfort her without using words. His hands started roaming her body, looking for possible broken bones and anything out of the ordinary.
Gabby cried out in pain when his hand caressed her abdomen. Casey looked down and his eyes widened, her lower half was soaked in blood.
"Guys!" Casey said through his radio, "I found Dawson, she's alive but hurt bad! Start digging!" With his hand still on the button he looked back over at Gabby as her head started to lull, "no, no, no, eyes open, babe." He completely forgot she couldn't hear him and dropped his radio. "Gabby," he cradled her face in his hands, he wanted to make sure she was looking at him, "stay with me."
She mustered a small smile, "thanks for finding me."
"I'll always find you," he said slow enough so she could read his lips. "You're gonna be ok. Can you tell me where it hurts?"
"All over," she cried. "My head, my ears and oh..." she winced, "my back, it really hurts." She put her hands over her ears, trying to stop the ringing. She pulled her hands back, startled to see them covered in blood. "Matt!"
Again, Casey cupped her face in his hands. "You're gonna be alright." He kissed her again and pulled back so she could read his lips. "I love you."
"I love you, too."
The racket from above them stopped and light came piling down on top of them.
"I see them!" Matt heard Otis yell. "Hang on Dawson, we're coming!" The Lieutenant couldn't bring himself to yell back up that Gabby couldn't hear his words of reassurance.
Matt secured the neck brace and with the help of Severide, eased Gabby into the basket. He buckled the last restraint and smiled reassuringly. He kissed her and looked up above, "Take her up!"
She knew she was being cheered on, she could see the smiles and winced as everyone felt the need to pat her to make sure she was really alive. She couldn't hear them, though. She couldn't hear anything, not even the ringing that had become somewhat comforting. Even with the immense amount of physical pain she was in, nothing was more terrifying than the haunting silence that had now surrounded her.
The cheers from the men of firehouse 51 subsided once they pulled Gabby up and got an actual look at her injuries.
"Detective Dawson!"
Antonio looked up and caught sight of his sister's boss. "Chief, I heard you've got guys looking for more bombs."
Chief Boden nodded, "yeah, we do. Gabby was in the hospital when it went down and we just pulled her out." He shook his head, "it doesn't look good."
Antonio's heart stopped at the chief's words. "Where is she?" He saw men of firehouse 51 huddled together and ran over to them. "Gabby!" The firefighters parted, giving way for Antonio to see his sister. "Gabby!" His heart stopped at the sight of his baby sister covered head to toe in blood. The look of fear in her eyes was a look he'd only seen a few times before. "Gabby, talk to me! Say something!"
"She can't hear you," Casey noted softly, he had just been pushed out of the way by one of the responding medics and watched in despair as they started tending to her wounds. "Hearing loss from the blast, it's probably temporary." At least that's what he was telling himself.
"Go, get back to work, Casey. I've got it from here."
Casey shook his head, "I'm not going anywhere, Antonio. She needs me."
"The city of Chicago needs you, Casey." Antonio insisted. "I promise, I will keep you updated. Keep your phone on you, ok?" He patted the young fireman on the shoulder and climbed into the ambulance as the medics rushed Gabby to the part of the hospital that was untouched by the blast.