A\N: So I had a few readers tell me that they wanted to see more romance between Casey and Dawson. I also had many readers tell me they wanted a longer chapter. So, I decided to combine the two together, I hope everyone likes it :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Chicago Fire, NBC, Global Nickelodeon (which owns Dora the Explorer) or the rights to the movie Titanic.

Spoilers: Takes place after "It Ain't Easy but before "Merry Christmas etc."

Warnings: None

Date Night

It was seven thirty o'clock at night, almost an hour and a half after her shift had ended when Dawson was finally able to take her nieces and nephews home.

It had all started when Dawson told Freddie and Carla to do their homework. They both reluctantly agreed and as Carla did her math homework, Freddie wanted help finishing his science project, a volcano. He had finished his report and research all he had to do was make a working volcano. So, Mouch and Cruz started helping him gather supplies when Herman joined it. Soon the only ones who were not helped in someway were Mills, who was cooking dinner and Dawson who was supervising Maria and Diego.

When Mills had announced dinner was finally ready the almost completed volcano had been put away and everybody set the firehouse table. Shortly after dinner Maria had fallen asleep watching Dora The Explorer on TV with Herman and Diego had gone shortly afterwords.

"Uhm," Maria stirred softly as Casey lifted the young girl into his arms already having her backpack slung around one arm.

"Freddie," Dawson walked towards her nephew, "Lets go and find a spot to keep that. It's time to go home."

"Here," Cruz lifted the volcano, "You can keep it in the storage locker."

"Okay," Freddie nodded his head.

"Aunt Gabby, how are we all going to fit into your car?" She wondered, "Maria and Diego have car seats so there isn't going to be room for one of us in the middle seat…"

"It's only a short ride sweetheart," Gabby placed her arm around her nieces shoulder, "You or Freddie can take it." She took Diego into her arms.

"I have room in my car, I can follow you," Casey offered.

"Casey you don't have too-"

"You're the best!" Carla cut her Aunt off as she threw her arms around Casey and hugged him.

"Thanks," Casey nervously hugged the girl he wasn't expecting her to hug him.

"Freddie and I can ride with you," Carla decided as she walked out of the break room.

"Carla wait for us," Dawson called after her.

"Thanks Casey, you have no idea how much help you've been the past few days," Dawson smiled appreciatively as he walked her up to her apartment.

"It was no problem, they're great kids." Casey smiled.

"Do you-uh want to come in for a drink or something?" Dawson asked nervously.

Casey had just broken up with his fiancée Hallie only a week before and he was not sure he was ready for a relationship yet. He had known Dawson for a long time though and he had always liked her, sometimes he thought he liked her a little too much for them to only be friends.

'That would be great," Casey finally spoke after what seemed like a long pause.

Dawson smiled as she led him into her apartment. "I'll take your coat and-uh-"

"It's fine Dawson," Casey took off his coat and walked to the closet to hang it up.

"So-uh what happened between you and Hallie?" Dawson asked quietly as she handed him a beer. "I know it's none of my business but you're my friend and I…"

"Just the usual stuff," Casey rubbed his brow, "She wants to focus on her career."

"I thought she said after she was finished residency she'd consider it."

"She told me that she never really wanted children. The only reason she wad considering it was because I wanted them so much."

"Oh," Dawson let out a breath, "Well at least you know now before you get married right?" She tried to stay on the positive side.

"Yeah," Casey took a swig of his beer. "So you and Antonio seen really close. How many years apart are you?' H changed the subject and hoped Dawson would take the hint.

"A year and a half," Dawson responded.

"And your parents…what do they think of both of you having careers where your lives are on the line."

"My father's a deputy chief of the Chicago Police and my mother is head attending of pediatrics at St. Joseph's."

Casey whistled, "I guess thy can't say much then. What made you decide to become an EMT instead of a doctor?"

"Funny story actually, I wanted to be an ER doctor but I didn't want to have to go through all those years of medical school, plus have all f the debt."

"That makes sense. You know I think it's great how close you are to your family.

"Yeah," Dawson wanted t ask him about his family but she knew it was a sore topic for him so instead she asked if he wanted to watch a movie.

"I can see the kids spend a lot of time here," Casey commented as he browsed her DVD selection while she made the popcorn.

"Yeah, they do."

"We can watch Titanic if you want," Casey told her, he knew it was one of her favourite movies.

"Casey I told you to pick one," Dawson sat on the couch.

"And I'm picking Titanic," Casey told her.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive," Casey smiled as he put the DVD in the player and then sat down beside her on the couch.

The next morning Casey awoke to what was at first a strange room. He then remembered that after they had watched two movies and he had a few to many beers to drive safely home that Dawson had insisted he sleep in her room while she slept on his couch. Putting on his clothes from the previous day Casey exited the room to find Dawson singing along to a song on the radio while she made pancakes.

"Morning," Casey yawned as he walked towards the kitchen.

"Morning," Dawson turned down the radio, "Can I get you some coffee or tea?" She offered.

"I can get it myself," Casey told her, "Those pancakes look really good."

"Thanks, I've loved them since I was a kid. My Mom used to try and make them every once in a while for a treat."

"Well they look delicious," Casey told her. "Do you want me to do anything?"

"Nope, just sit and relax," Dawson told him as she flipped over some of the pancakes.

"At least let me gets the plates and cutlery," Casey walked around the counter and into the main part of the kitchen where he began opening up drawers.

"Beside the fridge," Dawson pointed to one of the cupboards, "The dishes are in there."

Casey retrieved two plates and put them beside the stove.

"Do you like maple syrup?" He walked towards the fridge and opened it.

"Yeah but you don't have to-" Dawson tried to tell him he didn't have to help when as he got out the maple syrup and then the cutlery.

"So what do you usually do on your day's off?" Dawson wondered as she handed him a plate of pancakes.

"I don't know what do you want to do today?" Casey poured syrup onto his pancakes.

Dawson defiantly wasn't accepted that to be Casey's answer.

"Uh well sometimes I clean the house or do laundry or…."

"Try to fix a window?" Casey added as they both laughed,

"Yeah or that."

"Well how about I come and pick you up this afternoon and we can go out for a bit."

"Sure," Dawson tried not to sound overly excited.

"Good you know one of these days you're going to have to tell me how you make pancakes taste so good. Do the others at work know you can cook like this?"

"You're a pretty good cook too," Dawson smiled, "Probably better then me."

"No way, " Casey too both of their plates and placed them in the sink, "I'm going to go home and change then I'll be back," He kissed her on the lips before walking out of her apartment.

TBC

A\N: Please review. Let me know if there's anything you would like to see happen in this story; I will try my best to fit it in.