Drip…Drip drip…drip. Darkness is all he could see. Water dripping is all he could hear. And smoke is all he could smell. Smoke?! He wrestled with the thought of waking up and trying to figure out a way out of wherever they were. Wait, Kelly? Where is Severide? He attempted to move and pain shot clear up his back and neck. His shoulder and arm hurt too.

"Severide?" He attempted to yell, but it only came out in a whisper. Damn! "Severide, call out!"

He waited for some kind of response. Nothing came except for a creak and shift in the building above. Matt Casey realized what had happened at that point. He remembered him and Severide were on the 4th floor of the apartment complex evacuating civilians. Visions of Severide yelling at him to hurry on getting the last civilian out when they heard the call for the "mayday" from Chief Boden. The last thing he could remember was looking at Severide and falling. He winced as another pain shot through him and darkness overtook him once again…

"Chief!" Hadley ran up to a very concerned looking Boden, "what is the plan?"

"We bring out men home…alive. Now lets go!" Boden said turning his attention back to what used to be the building before him.

"Casey? Severide? Do you copy?" Boden tried over and over again to no avail or response from the two men still inside.

In the meantime, the crews from Truck 81 and Squad 3 put together a plan to get their lieutenants out. Shay and Dawson were on standby.

Cough…cough, gag. Matt Casey winced again as he regained consciousness and realized it was getting harder and harder to breathe. He needed to find out what was keeping him from moving and see if he could see Kelly anywhere. Reaching up to see if his light was on his jacket he fumbled with it and finally was able to get it to come to life. Casey sighed thankful it still worked despite their fall. He looked himself over and found that there was two large beams across his body, one on his legs and one across his abdomen and chest, "no wonder its so hard to move and breathe." Matt sighed. He shook his head realizing he needed to find his fellow lieutenant. He moved his head and say a gloved hand under a beam and other rubble.'

"Kelly? Severide? Wake up man." Casey attempted to yell again only to throw himself into another coughing fit.

"Matt? Calm down! Its ok! Where are we?" Severide comforted his comrade.

"Oh thank god Severide! I think we are now in the basement of the apartment building, we….uh…took a tumble…" Matt's voice trailed off.

"You hurt Matt?" Kelly prayed he wasn't.

"I…uh…I'm kinda stuck, hurts to breathe…" is all Casey told Severide, "you?"

A moan came from Kelly as he shifted, "my arm is stuck but I think I can pull it out. Other than that, my back hurts. That's about it!"

"Don't hurt yourself," Casey winced again as he drew in a breath and his head screamed at him. Casey opened his eyes and saw black spots dancing in front of him. He shook his head trying to rid it of the fuzzy feeling when Severide's face came into view.

"Matt? Stay with me man, stay with me." Kelly reached up to Matt and took a pulse, "fast and rapid. Shit! This is not good!"

Casey tried to focus on Severide's soot covered face but everytime he blinked it got darker and darker.

"Matt…stay…with…me…"were the last words Matt Casey could make out before the pain became to much to bear.