Antonio

Gabby dawson reaches for her phone and immediately saw a text from the other paramedic, Sylvie Brett

-Hey Gabby, Where are you? You're never late, we're getting kinda worried at the firehouse.-

Late? What was she talking about? Confused, she looks at the time.

-Crap, Sylvie, I'm sorry, I don't know how I could have overslept. Be there in ten.- She texts as she moves to get ready.

'This is weird' Gabby thinks to herself 'I have never overslept and I always set my alarm before I go to bed'. Gabby doesn't overthink it because she doesn't was to be late in case there is an early ambulance call

As soon as she gets to the firehouse, Chief Boden confronts her.

"Is there a reason that you thought that it was OK to show up to shift late? Have I been unclear with my expectations?" The older man asks quizzically.

" No sir. My alarm didn't go off. Won't happen again"

Boden opens his mouth to say something, but closes it when the emergency bells go off.

Ambulance 61. Unresponsive male. 2121 Vernon Park Place

"Gotta run chief." she says as she heads toward the ambulance.

When Sylvie Brett and and Gabby dawson get to the house, it's quite, oddly quite.

Sylvie looks puzzled "Where's our victim?"

"I'll look upstairs" Gabby says as she walks up the huge white staircase.

She walks down the hall checking every room as she went. When she got to the last room, her breath catches, as she comes face to face with at least a hundred pictures of her, dating back to ten years.

Sylvie is calling Gabby's name from down the hall. "Hey gabby did you find something, Gabby" She says with a hint of irritation in her voice.

Sylvie walks in and sees gabby in tears. One hand on her stomach the other covering her mouth. "gabby what ha-" she is cut off by the pictures on the wall. She walks over to gabby and squeezes her hand.

"Ca-can you call Antonio" she tells, rather then asks, in a weak voice.

"Of course" sylvie says reassuringly.

Sylvie walks back to the hallway, taking out her phone and dialing Antonio's number. Gabby's brother was a detective in the intelligence unit at the 21st district. Sylvie and he were a thing a while back but broke it off when his ex-wife came into play. They were still friends and stuff, just the pressure of it all was just too much for both of them.

"Hey sylvie, what's up?" He can barely finish his sentence before Sylvie starts talking

"Antonio! Hey Antonio I need you here now. Um… there was this call, and gabby went to check upstairs, cuz' there wasn't any victim. There's a whole bunch of a pictures of her, going back like ten years." She sighs and gets ready to continue before Antonio stops her.

"Hey Sylvie, I need you to be strong and tell me where you are, I'm coming to help!" Antonio says frantically into the phone.

"Yeah." She says shaking her head. " yeah, we're at 2121 Vernon Park Place."

Ten minutes later I meet sylvie in front of the building, not even waiting for the car to fully stop before I jump out. I run over to Sylvie and grab her shoulders. "Where is she?!" I asked, almost yelling.

Sylvie is taken aback from my sudden frustration. " She's upstairs, in the room." She says holding back tears "I couldn't get her away from it."

Before she can finish her sentence, I am running up the stairs to my sister. I can't imagine what she was feeling right now. This creep has been stalking my sister for ten years.

When I was walked into the room I was astonished and disgusted at what I saw, but I pushed down my feelings and turned to go to my sister. When she sees me she wipes her tears and holds back her sobs. At first, I'm a little hurt that she felt she needed to mask herself around me, but then I remember that's who Gabby is. Unwilling to appear vulnerable to anyone, not even to herself.

I walk over to her her and bring her into my arms, and then pull back for a second to look at her face. "Gabby, are you OK?" I ask as the nods frantically.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine" She says thiss over and over again like a mantra, each one sounding more heartbreaking than the last, until she is just shaking her head while crying like her whole world just shattered. I pull her into my arms, attempting to comfort her, although I know, deep down the no words can heal this.

"It's OK Gabby, It's OK. We're gonna catch the son of a bitch who did this to you." I say with a clenched jaw. Gabby looks up at me, not wanting to pull back. Her sobs have stopped and her tears are dried up.

Gabby releases herself from my grasp and turns away from the pictures. Her voice is barely a whisper, but I hear the words clearly, like a dagger through my heart. "I'm not staying with you tonight, or however long it take us to find this guy."

I can feel the confusion and anger radiating off of my body. Why wouldn't she stay with me until this thing blows over. I mean sure, she would have had casey, but he's away on some work thing for the next couple of weeks.

"Gabby, come on, please. How am I supposed to keep you safe if I'm not there?" I'm pleading with her now. I can't lose my sister to some creep who's been watching her for who knows how long.

"Antonio, somebody wanted me to find this. I'll bet my life it was the guy who's been following me. If he has been stalking me then he knows that you're my brother, and he knows that you're a cop. Obviously I would turn to you. This is what he wants. So no, I'm not staying with you." She says as if it was the only option.

My sister makes a pretty good point, but she needs to stay with someone. Someone that I know loves her. " Why don't you stay wi9th someone from 51. Pease Gabby, I need you to be safe."

She thinks for a long time, probably weighing the pros and cons of each option. She eventually she nods her head gives an answer. "I'll stay with Severide. Sylvie and Stella are going out to some party, and I wouldn't want to intrude." She gives a small smiling, hoping that this would satisfy me. It does. Kelly Severide is The squad lieutenant at firehouse 51. He's a good guy, can get a little rowdy at times, but a good guy.

"OK" I say softly.