Don't touch me

As he regained consciousness, Casey saw Severide next to him on the floor.

"Hey, you ok?"

"Think so."

"Listen" Severide whispered. "I've got a plan but I need you to keep it cool."

"I'm in"

"As soon as he can Cruz will distract that nut job over there and then we sneak out of here. I looked out of the window, half of the CPD is out there and they already tried to speak to these assholes. Wasn't successful yet. Dawson and Kidd seem to be still in the bunk area, but we haven't heard from them. Sylvie is lying on the apparatus floor. She lost consciousness. We need to get back there and get them out. Before anything bad happens."

Casey nodded his head yes and they started waiting for the right moment to sneak out.

In the bunk area Gabby was slowly breathing on the ground. Her body wasn't hurting that much anymore. She remembered the victim on the bed above her and tried to get up. But she was stopped by the brutal touch of a hand.

"You tried to kill him, bitch?"

"No, the opposite. I tried to safe him. But you stopped me."

"You were about to stab him!"

"To decompress his lung. If I don't do it, he`ll be death any minute"

"Fine. Do it."

Gabby got up and reached for a new needle in the jump bag. She took it and insert it in the victim's chest. As she opened the ventile, he started gasping for air.

"Is he fine?"

"No, he still needs to go to the hospital. He's lost a lot of blood. If you let me, I'll drive you there with the ambulance"

The gangbanger started laughing.

"Nice try, bitch. But we'll get out of here soon."

"The firehouse is surrounded by police. I can her the sirens." Stella had managed to get up.

"Well, I've got a pretty good leverage to get out of here." He looked wantonly at Gabby, undressing her with his looks.

"I'm sure there's still a little time left and since my buddy is breathing again and your friend here can't get anywhere, we should have some fun, what do you think?"

Gabby stared back at him. "Well, I don't think so."

The gangbanger started laughing and grabbed her hair.

"Stop it! Don't touch me! Stop it! Please, stop it!"

But he didn't. He pulled her into the showers and again he aimed his gun at her.

"Oh look what we have here" He kneeled next to her and grabbed her breast with one hand, the other one holding the gun against her temple.

"Hm" His face was really close to her. "Your hair smells so good." Gabby could smell his breath and she felt a wave of nausea hit her. He started moving his hand down her stomach and into her pants. She tried to turn around, tried to kick him. But nothing worked. He pressed his lips onto hers and tried to open her mouth. But Gabby pressed her lips together and squirmed. He let his gun fell onto the ground and grabbed her face brutally. Gabby's eyes were widened with panic and fear. She bravely tried to fight back but he was too strong. She whined quietly while he ripped her shirt and bra and continued to touch her.

"Hmm, sexy lady. Pretty damn hot body you got here."

"Please, please don't touch me. Please stop it! I'll do anything but please don't touch me" She sobbed. He unzipped her pants and she started screaming in fear and pain, as he stuck his hand into it.

"No, please don't! Please! HELP! HELP! MATT! MATT!" She couldn't help it. She knew he would do anything to get to her. Maybe it was a little bit selfish to put him in danger like this but she was desperate. She couldn't let this happen.

"Stop screaming whore, or I'll make you shut up." Again he grabbed his gun with one hand and aimed it at her chest. With the other hand he unzipped his pants and they fell down. Gabby panicked. Fear took her over completely. Never before she was so afraid. But she had to do something. Maybe this was her only chance. At least, if he shot her, she couldn't feel anything anymore.

She squirmed again before she started screaming at the top of her lungs.

"HELP! HELP! DON'T TOUCH ME! HELP! MATT! MATT!"