A/N This is something new. as I'm headed into a rewatch of the DVD's I have, and I am starting from the pilot. This character popped into my head. I'm rolling with it. I've wanted to do a Kelly/OC story for ages. I've got more in the works too. Enjoy ^_^
Disclaimer: NBC owns Chicago fire. If I did, the firefighters of 51 would not suffer so. There's a reason it's called drama, but I want SOME happy, please? That's why I write fanfic...
It started with a lost set of keys. She was a new-ish neighbor at the time.
They had passed in the hall before, but this was different. She was sitting on the floor next to her door, in a little heap that screamed: I'm DONE! Her bag had been dumped out as if frantically searched. She was quietly turning the air blue around her, and every so often smacked her head against the wall
"Hey." Kelly asked gently
"Are you ok?"
Her face rose to meet his with red-rimmed eyes.
" Not really. Today was the day from he- hell. I ran around all day. Had to do things for work and to finish moving stuff. I get clum- clumsy when I get very tired. I fell outside. Now I can't find my keys and it's dark out. My phones dead, so I can't call my friend who has my spare."
"I feel so friggin' dumb. I just want to patch up, and sleep…. I'm done with today."
He knows about done-with-it-all days.
"I can get you in, but I'd rather get help, then just do last resort. Last resort leaves you with a broken door"
"I - Okay. She started again.
"Firefighter, right?"
"How'd you know?"
"Not one, am family of. I can always tell. Just like I'm sure your Roommate's a paramedic. It was either that or you're a charming burglar."
Kelly chuckled.
"Nah. Rescue squad."
He pulls out his phone and dials, first Andy, then Matt, and tells them what's going on.
"They'll be here soon. I'm going to tell my Roommate what's going on. You look a bit banged up. You're probably going to have to handle twenty questions."
She could handle a Paramedic.
She pushed herself up.
"I'm Aidan Morrison."
"Kelly Severide."
It seemed like she had a sixth sense because Shay came out before Kelly could go back to get her.
"What's going on?"
"Leslie Shay, Aidan Morrison. She lost her keys, and has a dead phone, so she can't get the spares from a friend."
"Hey."
She looked a little closer.
"Nasty abrasion under your eye there. You're ok otherwise?"
"Yeah. I'll take care of it when I get inside. I've got a really good first aid kit, I've got family that made sure of it."
Soon, Andy and Matt showed up. Armed with flashlights and the power of five people looking, her keys would be found in no time.
"They're attached to a beanbag turtle keychain."
They went outside.
After twenty minutes searching the grass-
"Found them."
This from Matt.
"Thank you. Thank all of you so much. Which firehouse do you four work for? I am so rewarding the whole house for the hard work you guys did. Don't worry, I stress bake and look for and cook recipes all the time, it's no problem. When's your next shift?"
This time, Andy spoke up.
"51, and Tuesday."
"I'll be there. Thank you all again." she replied.
Both Matt and Andy left for their respective houses.
Shay couldn't leave it alone.
"I see the abrasion under your eye. I saw your hands, and you're walking like it hurts. Please let me check to make sure it's nothing serious. Please."
"Okay."
They went inside her apartment, Kelly behind with the file box. Aidan went for the bathroom and brought out a big first aid kit. Shay opened it.
"Whoa." She exclaimed after taking it in.
Aiden sighs.
"My family is made up of first responders, including a paramedic. She calls me to do an inventory on that at least once a month. It'll be more now that I moved hours away. I love her, but she has a tendency to go mama bear on a person."
Kelly chuckled softly.
'That sounded familiar' he thought fondly
Shay rolled her eyes and swatted at Kelly.
She grabbed triple antibiotic ointment and a gauze pad. Running water, she got soap and wet the pad. She gently swiped at the abrasion under her eye, then covered it with ointment.
"I know there's Pokémon Band-Aids in there. If I've got to wear it on my face, it may as well be something fun." Aiden explained.
Blue with itty Pikachu's, placed under her eye.
She repeated the same with her hands, wrapping them instead with gauze roll. Shay then checked her ankle.
"It isn't broken. You said it just turned under you, right? I don't see a problem with it. Just take some ibuprofen tonight."
With that, Shay and Severide left.
Aiden did exactly what she'd wanted before the lost key chaos. She took painkillers and slept.
A/N- So that's chapter one. This fic will be written as I go. I've got some typed, but it is just where Aidan takes me, and inspiration from canon. Please comment if you enjoy, I'll see you soon.