When we got back to the firehouse I got bombarded with questions.
"He's fine for right now, he's resting" I tried to sound calm even though I was worried myself.
"Can we go there after shift?" Casey said quietly.
"Yes, we should all go down there after shift and show some support to Mills" Cheif said. I walked to the couch and sat down besides Pouch who sniffed me. Pouch made me think of Peter. There was only one more hour till shift ended.
"You wanna ride over to the hospital with me?" Shay plopped besides me with a salad.
"Yeah, sure" After all, I had rode with Peter in the car to the station. Almost everything here reminded me of him. The movie we watched a couple of nights ago was on TV, the tomatoes were still on the counter. I sighed and waited.
"Hey! Shifts over, get up!" Otis shook me awake, "Come on!"
"Where's Shay?"
"Right here, let's go" We got in the car, "You want something to eat?"
"Nah, I'm not really hungry"
"Alright"
We got to the hospital and most of the people from the station were already there in the waiting room. I took a seat next to Severide and waited some more. Thirty minutes later, the doctor came out, "A couple of you can come in" I got up and so did Boden. We walked down the narrow hallway, until we reached his room.
"Hey Mills, How are you?" Boden questioned.
"Better" Pete tried to let out a smile.
"You two can talk, I'll be outside" I turned and watched Boden close the door quietly.
"Hey Gabby" Peter's face lit up.
"Hey Hero" I walked over and gave him a kiss, "How's the leg?"
"It hurts, they've got it in a cast of some sort." He looked confused and stared at it. "Sorry if I was a little crazy in the ambulance, I dunno what was up..." His voice trailed off.
"You were going through a lack of oxygen to the brain, you don't need to apoligize for anything" I giggled at the thought of him acting a little weird.
"They said I can be released in a second, I need some crutches though"
"Really? That's great!" Right as I said that the nurse came in with the crutches and told Pete to gete dressed. I waited in his bed and saw he was watching the same movie I was.
"Pete, remember this movie?"
"Yeah, I turned it on and thought of you" He smiled and limped out on the crutches. Peter also had about eight stitches in his forehead. When we walked out into the waiting room, he got lots of hugs from everyone, especially Casey, afterall he did save his life. Maybe he was torn up, but he still had high spirits.