Damn! 16 reviews?! You guys are amazing! I wasn't even sure I was gonna continue with the story when I first posted it because it was more of a practice attempt at writing Chicago Fire than anything else but with all the reviews, how could I not continue? I only hope this chapter lives up to the hype of the first chapter. Again, thanks for all the reviews. Please, if you can, leave another one after this chapter and let me know how you liked it. I love writing, so any critique is very much welcomed.

Chapter Two-Pictures and Words

It had been over an hour since Gabby was rushed away through the double swinging doors that were labeled Staff Only. Antonio knew that this wasn't just a normal day for the hospital and they were completely understaffed and overcrowded at the moment but this was his sister.

His baby sister.

And he needed someone to update him. He needed to update Matt. He'd received nearly thirty texts asking for news and with each one, Antonio had to send the same response, nothing yet.

"Casey!" Boden yelled across the still chaotic scene. "The commander is calling it, it's officially a recovery now. Go see how Dawson is doing."

Normally, Lieutenant Matt Casey would have to be forced away from a scene where there was still work to be done but not when it came to Gabby. He'd forced his thoughts away from the possible injuries she could be suffering from and put his job first but now it was time to put Gabby first and he wasn't going to ask twice.

"Thank you, Chief!"

Matt was able to get a hold of Antonio to find out where exactly the were and now it had just turned into a matter of actually getting there. He passed several dozens of people still waiting to be seen by someone with some sort of medical training. With each injured person he past, he became even more thankful that Gabby had been attended to almost immediately.

Matt finally spotted Antonio, just in time to see him shaking a doctor's hand.

"Antonio!" He weaved his way through several more people and rushed over to Gabby's brother. "How is she?"

Antonio thanked the doctor one last time before turning to Matt. "You were right, the doc says the hearing loss is most likely temporary. He says it's acoustic trauma from the explosion. She's got a concussion, a few cracked ribs, a lot of superficial cuts and scrapes and..." Antonio shook his head, unsure of how to tell Matt the rest.

"Just say it, Antonio."

"Gabby had a miscarriage."

"What? I didn't even..." Matt shook his head in disbelief, "she was pregnant? But Gabby would have known, she would have told me!"

Antonio nodded, "I'm sorry, man. From what the doctor said, Gabby had no idea. Gabby was complaining about the discomfort in her abdomen and I guess there was a lot of blood, you know, down there and they did an ultra sound." He placed a comforting hand on Matt's shoulder. "She's been asking for you."

"Does she know?"

"Yeah." Antonio motioned towards the emergency room, "they don't have a room for her yet but he said she can have visitors."

Matt started to walk towards the room but stopped. He was being selfish. Gabby wasn't just his girlfriend, she was Antonio's little sister. "Do you..."

"Go on. You're the one she needs right now."

Matt slipped into the dimly lit room and let out a sigh of relief, it was one thing to be told that she was ok but to actually see her, it had lightened his heavy heart. She was curled on her side with her arms wrapped around her midsection and her eyes closed.

She opened her eyes, feeling his presence. "Matt!" She tried to sit up but didn't get very far before crying out in pain.

"Hey, hey, hey," Matt rushed to her side and helped her lay back down.

"I'm sorry!" She cried, grabbing a hold of his arm and refusing to let go for fear that he would leave her.

"You have absolutely nothing to be sorry for." He'd forgotten that she couldn't hear him and gently cupped her face in his hands so she was looking at him. "Don't apologize," he said, slow enough for her to read his lips.

"I should have known."

Matt shook his head. "Stop it." He sat down on the edge of her bed and caught sight of the notebook sitting on the table next to her. That must have been how she'd been communicating with the doctors. He grabbed it and angrily flipped past the page that explained the miscarriage and over to an empty piece of paper. He was at a loss of how to write out what he wanted to say to her, to comfort her, so instead he put down on paper the only way to show his love.

He drew a giant heart and showed it to her.

It was enough to show Gabby that he wasn't mad at her; that he didn't blame her.

"I love you," she sobbed and grabbed the paper from him. "Stay with me?"

Matt nodded and helped her scoot over on the bed so he could climb in next to her. He was careful of her wounds and the wires and wrapped his arm around her midsection. She winced as she turned her body so she was cuddled into his side.

"How about a bath?" Matt suggested as soon as they walked through the front door.

She wasn't sure when it had happened, sometime in the middle of the night, she guessed, but she'd gotten her hearing back. It wasn't perfect and things were still a bit muffled, but she had been assured that in time, her hearing would be fine.

The doctors had decided it was best to keep Gabby under a twenty four hour observation for the concussion and once the twenty four hours had come and gone, instead of waiting to be discharged, Gabby had signed herself out.

"I think I'm just gonna take a shower and then call it a night."

"You need to eat, Gabby."

"I'm not hungry."

"But you can't take your pain meds without food."

"Then I guess I'm not going to take anything, then." She snapped at him. She wasn't in the least bit hungry. She'd forced down a few bites of her breakfast to please Matt but right now she didn't think she could even manage that. Just the thought of food made her nauseous. But it's not like you're pregnant anymore, she berated herself.

Matt could see the inner turmoil play out across Gabby's face. The lack of color in her face and the blurred look in her eyes had him greatly concerned.

Gabby turned around and started for the master bathroom but just a few steps in and she was losing focus. She swayed and reached out for something to grab onto.

"Gabby!" Matt was behind her in an instant, his hands on her waist and steadying her. He was relieved that Gabby didn't fight him as he led her to their bedroom.

She crawled into bed, "I think I'll take a shower later."

"That's probably a good idea." He grabbed one of his old t-shirts that Gabby had made his own sometime ago and a pair of her sweat pants. "Want any help?" He held the clothes up for her.

"If you wouldn't mind."

"Never."

Gabby winced as she put her arms up so Matt could take off the shirt she had on. It was the first time he'd really gotten a look at the physical pain the blast had inflicted on her. "Gabby..." he whispered. Her torso was nearly covered in cuts and bruises had started to form, adding an array of yellow, purple and blue tones to her skin.

She shook her head, "I deserve the pain."

"What? Why would you say that?"

"I was almost eight weeks pregnant, Matt!" Gabby cried. "I was far enough that I should have recognized the symptoms! If I would have paid attention to my body and realized I was pregnant then I never would have been signing in for the race!"

"Don't you dare," Matt nearly demanded. "I will not sit here and let you blame yourself."

The tears fell free down her cheeks and she shook her head, "but..."

"No buts, Gabriela."

Matt slipped out of his jeans and pulled his own t-shirt off before climbing into bed next to Gabby. She was hesitant at first but eventually allowed herself to relax as much as she possibly could and cuddled into his side. She was restless for a little while but it was once she fell into a deep sleep that Matt allowed himself to follow suit.

"Hey, Antonio." Matt stepped away from the open door and allowed Gabby's brother to step through the threshold.

It was nearing noon and while Matt was dressed and up for the day, Antonio didn't see Gabby. "Gabby?"

"Still sleeping." Matt offered up a mug, silently asking if Antonio wanted some coffee. The Detective nodded and took the now full mug. "I keep checking on her," Matt admitted. "The sleeping will honestly do her good, though."

Antonio nodded and took a seat at the kitchen table. "How was she last night?"

Matt shrugged, "she tried to put up that tough girl act of hers."

"You didn't fall for it, did you?"

"Of course not."

Matt heard the start of the shower down the hall. "She must be awake."

The two men sat in silence, unsure of what to say to one another. Eventually talk started of yesterday's events and that's what they continued to talk about until Gabby came walking into the kitchen.

She definitely looked better than yesterday, Matt noted to himself. But he couldn't help but still worry as she seemed a bit uneasy on her feet. He smiled and kissed her forehead when she took a seat in the chair next to him.

"Good afternoon, sleepyhead." Antonio quipped.

Gabby rolled her eyes, "you'd be a bit tired too if a building had fallen on you less than forty eight hours ago."

"I see the sass is still there." He got up and pulled his little sister into a hug, careful not to hold her too tight for fear of hurting her. He kissed the side of her head. "Really, though, how are you?"

"Better." She eyed the cup of coffee in Matt's hand and grinned when he handed it to her. She took a sip and smiled, he'd made it just the way she liked it. "You're the best." Her attempt at changing the subject was smooth but not unnoticed by the two men who knew her the best. "So what's the plan for today?"

Matt raised a brow, "what do you mean? You're off until you're cleared and Chief gave rest of the house the new few days off."

"I know that," she sat the cup down on the counter and started going through the cabinets looking for something to eat. "I mean, I can't sit home all day and do nothing."

"Gabby, you have a concussion."

"I think I'll go grocery shopping. The kitchen is looking kind of empty."

"Gabriela," Antonio started.

Gabby scoffed and slammed the cabinet doors shut. "Oh great, is this some sort of intervention? Operation 'Make sure Gabby doesn't overdue it'. Come on guys, I'm fine." She moved past both Antonio and Matt, "you know what, I'm actually starting to feel tired again. I'm going back to bed."

The two watched Gabby walk back down the hall in equal concern. Once the bedroom door slammed shut, Matt turned to Antonio. "I'm sorry."

Antonio shook his head, "don't be. Believe me, that's not the first time I've seen Gabby storm out of a room and slam her bedroom door shut." He sighed, "just keep me updated, ok?"

"Yeah, definitely."