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Chapter 2
(Two weeks later)
(Shay's Point of view)
The threats from that gang had slightly decreased, but that didn't mean we weren't still on our guard, even when Dawson and I went on a call Peter or Chief always had to come with us, and this was for precautionary reasons only. The new candidate decided that she couldn't handle the gang's looming presence, so she asked for a transfer back to her old firehouse even though her candidacy was for six weeks. It felt good to have my job back and to know that I wouldn't have to resort to bartending for now was also comforting. However, I couldn't escape the drama from Severide and myself, and I was already sick of it. I skipped off to my secret spot, and read for a while, I craved that escape. (120 minutes later)-I had heard the dispatch alarm, and was under the wheel like always, but this time something felt strange. I couldn't exactly put my finger on it. Before I left to attend to the gunshot victim, I made sure that the gun that was under the seat was still there, I gestured over to Mills and he helped Dawson and I lift our patient. I could feel someone's eyes bore into me, that was when I knew we had to leave and fast, as the guys were finishing with the fire; I motioned to Casey, and mentioned what had happened, and I prayed that we would make it back safe. "Please God, Help me and my Crew..." I said silently.
(Dawson's Point of View)
Today was another successful day, but I couldn't help be notice how withdrawn Shay had become since we had left that gunshot victim. I knew she would tell me if she wanted me to be worried, so I decided to not worry. Tonight, Peter was taking me out for a dinner, but was remaining coy about it. I was finally happy that I had found someone to help me get over my trust issues. As I was walking out to my car, I couldn't help but see\hear a fight going on. I walked back calmly has I could back to the firehouse and said, "Shay, I need your assistance, and Casey call the police now." Shay walked towards the truck and got the medical supplies needed, and we quickly both sprinted as Chief stood outside to make sure nothing happened to us.