Like a duck to water (6X12)
"You're an idiot," Severide says, unable to suppress his smile, as he reaches Matt. Both of them still wet to their bones and wrapped in industrial blankets. They burst out in laughter as their eyes meet; the adrenalin rush along with the relief of surviving the explosion, the jump and the river catching up to them. "But I wouldn't jump off a five-story building for anyone else," he says as he wraps Matt quickly in his arms, squeezing tightly.
"With me," Matt corrects. "Not for me." His eyes growing sincere as he pulls back from their embrace. "I'm sorry, that was on me. And it was too close. I'm sorry,"
"Feel like I'm one life down," Kelly jokes absentmindedly.
"You can have one of mine," Matt retaliates humorously, but Kelly grows serious, a deep frown adorning his features.
"No, Matt." he waves a finger in Matt's face. "You need all the lives you can get, and you are way to close on the count. You hear me, no more brazen heroics on your part." The thought of something happening to Matt makes Kelly's stomach flop woozily. He suddenly remembers the feeling of dread as he woke up not knowing what happened to Matt as they hit the water.
"Well it was because of you that we were up there in the first place," Matt interject, overwhelmed by Kelly's response.
"Yeah, well, I wasn't losing anyone else due to lack of venting. The valve was there, so I was there."
"I'm sorry, Kelly," Matt says again quietly, the not-so-subtle reference Kelly was making hitting him like a punch to the gut.
"Me too." Kelly answer just as quietly, and just as frankly. "And thank you for saving my life," he smiles.
"Anytime, brother."