Kelly Severide
I just got the call from Antonio explaining everything that happened. Of course dawson could stay with me. Gabby keeps us all together at 51, I will do whatever it takes to keep her safe.
I am still sitting on the bar stool chairs in my apartment thinking about how Dawson must be feeling right now when I hear a knock on the door. I open it with a small smile on my face, knowing that dawson wouldn't be her usual self. What I see is heartbreaking.
Dawson is leaned against her brother staring at me with those same brown eyes, but instead of them being full of life and joy, they are empty. A blank look is plastered on her face.
Antonio hands me a bag of her things and shakes his head. He kisses gabby's head and tells her that he loves her, then turns to walk away motioning for me to follow.
I meet him around the corner in the hallway of my apartment building. "How is she?" I ask solemnly.
Antonio just shakes his head. "She hasn't said a word since we left the scene. I'm worried about her kelly"
This is the first time he's called me kelly so I know that this is serious. "I know you are, Antonio. I'll take good care of her while you're looking for this guy." I say while he's walking away. I turn to go back to dawson.
"hey gabby." I say when she sees me. "Make yourself at home. You can sleep in my room, I'll take the couch until this whole thing blows over"
At that, nods and walks down the hallway to my room.
It was about an hour later when I heard the crying. I run to where Gabby is sleeping not even bothering to turn on any lights until I reach Gabby's room, where she is crying in her sleep.
"Hey Gabby, I need you to wake up, OK?" I plead to her.
Her eyes open and she is awake but has not stopped crying. I realise that she wants to say something, but she can't get the words out.
"Ke-Kelly" She stops to let out a sob. "I'm sorry, I just, I just" she gives up on what she's trying to get across, and lets herself succumb to the sobs. I move to sit on her bedside, cradling her in my arms, caressing her hair until she calms down.
"I'm sorry kelly, I shouldn't have-" I don't even let her finish.
"No dawson, you did nothing wrong" I say sternly.
She nods as I continue to sit with her until she falls asleep.
I wake up in the chair next to dawson's bed the next morning. As my eyes adjust, I realize that she is not in the bed, and I hear making coffee in the kitchen. I slowly get out of bed, Grumpy from the lack of sleep these past few nights. Anna died 4 months ago and I can't seem to get her out of my head. I am broken out of my trance when dawson walks in holding to cups of coffee.
"Morning sleepyhead. You're gonna be late to shift." It's a comment that Dawson would usually make but her voice is completely impassive. I look at her half expecting to see a smirking dawson, but instead I see a blank face. Suddenly, she looks puzzled. "Do you think chief will let me come to shift today, I need to be working. I can't keep thinking about that call." I think about this for a while, wanting to give dawson an honest answer. No doubt Brett told the chief and the rest of the house about what dawson and her found at that house.
"Dawson, I don't know. How about you just come along, and if he says that you can't work, you can go home or hang out around the firehouse." I say abruptly. She nods and moves to get ready.
