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"Last Chance"

Two days had gone by since his epically failed attempt in asking Elise out.

Cruz and Otis had been confronting him about the bet and he had been lying. Severide had said that he was really close to win it, but he just needed a little more time. What an idiot! Maybe the best thing he could do was to accept the facts: he had tried and she had said no. He would just have to pay the two hundred dollars and then move on. Simple as that.

So, why couldn't he simply stop thinking about that whole thing? After all, it was just a freaking bet.

Kelly grabbed his bag from his locker and left the room. The walk through the hall was quiet, so he used the silence to reflect upon things a little more.

You know what? He had had it! Tomorrow, first thing he would do was to talk to Otis and Cruz, pay them the money, put up with the inevitable jokes and mocking and that was it! Enough with that bullshit already.

When Kelly finally reached the common room he decided that before leaving he would grab a snack. Distractedly, the firefighter walked past Mills and Mouch who were talking on the couch.

"But it really has to be today?" Peter asked annoyed.

"Yes." Mouch replied as if he had said that a million times before. "I've already told you. You have to hand those in person. They need your signature." The older man carried on "and today's the deadline. From tomorrow on, they'll charge a fine fee for every day you don't show up. Today's your last chance."

"Damn it!" Mills exclaimed and stood up.

"I had warned you about the deadline." Mouch pointed out and remained sitting.

"I know." The younger man agreed "but I had completely forgotten." Peter was clearly frustrated.

"I can't believe it has to be today!"

"Why don't you just call her and say you won't be able to pick her up?" Mouch asked but kept his gaze fixed on the TV.

"Well, because you don't know my sister." Mills started "I promised that I would pick her up tonight and if I don't show up…Elise has a thing with promises…"

Kelly, who wasn't paying too much attention to their conversation until that moment, suddenly was all ears.

"Well, I'm sure she'll get over it." Mouch stated and this time looked at Mills.

Peter was unquestionably upset. But somewhat conformed. He took his cell out of his pocket in order to do what Mouch had just suggested. However…:

"Hey, Mills!" Severide called him out from the kitchen but soon joined them in the TV area.

"I couldn't help but hear your conversation…" he cleared his throat "well, if you want, I can pick her up for you."

Mouch almost immediately turned his gaze from the television to Kelly. It was the same disapproving look Gabby had given him the other day.

Apparently, he had a really bad reputation among his colleagues.

"Absolutely not." Peter was firm and for a moment, Kelly thought he had been able to see his real intentions. But Mills continued:

"Lieutenant, we had a busy day today, you must be very tired. Besides, you're just leaving and all…It's okay, really. I'm gonna call her and say…"

"I'm not tired." Severide cut him off "and besides, it's not safe for her to be walking around all by herself at this hour."

Peter still didn't seem convinced.

"I'm sure you'd do the same if it were Katie."

Kelly concluded and in that moment he knew he had him. Meanwhile, Mouch was practically killing him with his eyes. Kelly then decided to stop staring at them because they were staring to get scary.

"So?" Severide pretended not to know Mills' answer. Peter inhaled and then exhaled.

"I don't even know what to say…"

"Then don't. Just tell me where I should pick her up." The firefighter smiled and accompanied Mills to the garage.

Mouch followed them with his eyes and shook his head before turning his attention back to the TV.