Okay, small intro: First fanfic. Nervous like hell. In this story Chicago Fire world sort of crosses over to the supernatural world . I know, so weird!

I don't own nothin not even this computer that I am uploading my story through. It's a friend's. But hey, enjoy.

What is going on with Gabby ?

Gabriella Dawson had been dozing in front of her laptop screen for the past 10 minutes. Her head was propped up and supported by her left hand while her other hand rested on the top of the keyboard. Every now and then her head would slip out of her hand and bob sharply before she gained control of it again and resumed her previous position.

Gabby was off duty today and so was her boyfriend Matt Casey. Matt however was out for a meeting with the city council and other alderman stuff. He had recently appointed Susan Wheeler, a political consultant from New York, to work with him. It had been two weeks since she was appointed and she was already keeping Matt on his toes. He was now busier than before. He came back home later than before and consequently, Gabby and him spoke to and saw each other a lot less than before. Gabby wouldn't admit it to anyone but she had started feeling lonely. But at least they weren't fighting about it. Yet. At Least she and Matt were on good terms right now, right?

As Gabby slipped deeper and deeper into her sleep, she had no idea that someone had been watching her. And not just watching, they were trying to grab her attention with zero success till now. If she could just wake up right now, she could see that her laptop had shut down automatically( nope,it wasn't battery issues). She could see that the light just above her head had started to fluctuate without any reason.

Just after few minutes, Gabby was brought out of her slumber by a shattering noise.

*CRASH*

Gabby jumped awake and looked around her to locate the source of the noise. Nothing. She then turned around in her chair to discover shards of broken glass strewn across the kitchen floor. She walked into the kitchen and instantly knew the broken glass pieces had belonged to a glass from which she had been drinking water before her nap. She was confused.

"How did the glass get here?"

"Maybe I don't remember getting up and putting it on the kitchen counter."

"But how could it drop to the floor on its own. It can't be the wind, all the windows in the apartment are shut." Her mind reasoned with itself. Maybe she was tired and her mind was playing tricks on her. She should just go to sleep, she decided.

"And what's with the freaking lamp? Maybe the bulb had run its course " she thought. She walked back to her laptop to switch it off and found that it was already dead. What the hell! She stared at it, confused still.

Just then she heard the lock on the main door click.

Gabby grabbed the kitchen knife from the counter behind her back. And waited anxiously as the front door opened.

It was Matt.

"Hey! You're still up?" he asked surprised.

Gabby released a breath and let go off the knife in her hand.

"Yeah umm..."she began

"You weren't actually waiting up for me, were you?" he asked amused.

"No, I was just reading something and had dozed off" she explained.

"What happened here?" Matt asked nodding towards the kitchen floor as he deposited his bag and keys on the table.

"I dropped a glass " she lied easily feigning guilt.

Matt's brow furrowed "You hurt ?"

"Nope, all fine " She smiled.

"Good" he kissed her temple.

And added " Well, I'm exhausted and going to bed. You wanna keep reading?" he inquired.

"No, I'll just clean this up and be there in a bit"she answered.

"Cool" he nodded and left.

Gabby finished cleaning the kitchen and decided to pour herself a glass of water before calling it a day. Just as she took the first sip, she gasped. She could clearly see the reflection of a woman, reflected on the door of the refrigerator, standing right behind her. She was looking directly at her and had a faint smile on her face. Gabby stared at her. She could feel sweat dripping down from the side of her forehead. The glass in her hand was shaking as she tried to gather every ounce of courage within her. In a swift movement she turned around. No one. There was nobody there. The room was as empty as it had been all night. Gabby wasn't one to believe in such things, but she couldn't deny what she had just seen. "Gosh I need to sleep" she thought for the second time that night.

She made her way to the bedroom door and felt reassured to hear the slight sound of Matt's snoring. It weirdly calmed her. She was about to flick the light, to the hall ,off when she saw it again. There was definitely a woman lounging on her couch, facing away from her. She could clearly make out a mop of smooth, straight, silky, dark brown hair. That's when she heard her for the first time.

"If you decide to ignore me tonight, I'll understand, you know. I'd still be waiting here in the morning. I've got all the time in the world." came a stuffy voice. Gabby knew that voice. She knew it pretty well. Even though she was scared shitless, her curiosity took the better of her. Very cautiously she walked towards the couch. When she was at an arms distance from the couch facing away from her, the woman turned around.

"Hey, stranger!" she greeted her with a smirk. Gabby froze.

Who dat?! What do you think? Stick around for more :)