Chapter 2 is here! Here we go!

Matt pulled up and was inside Molly's in time for Severide to get a beer and placed it in front of him.

"So… How did it go?" Severide teased, knowing all too well how it went because Alyssa had already messaged him.

Casey glared at him across the table. It was just the two of them, and Molly's was nearly closing. Most of the people there weren't really from 51, PD or Med so he felt comfortable saying what needed to be said.

Matt started to regale him the tale of his failed date and finding Sylvie at the same restaurant as him on a date. He mentions his feelings, and how he was shocked at how jealous he because when he saw her date, Matt refuses to mention him by name, brush his fingers and run his leg across hers. He was frustrated, and angry and poured everything out to Severide. It was definitely not Matt Casey's style to dump his feelings but this was his best friend after all, and he needed to get shit off his chest. Aside from himself, Kelly Severide knew everything about him, and vice versa.

"Look Casey, sounds to me, like you got it bad." Severide responded after Casey was finished.

"No fucking shit, you think Kelly?" Matt replied with a huff. "Honestly I can't believe the extent of my feelings. Brett's so lucky that I-" He stopped mid-sentence as Stella plopped herself down on the stool next to Kelly.

"Hey Captain, babe." She leaned over and gave Kelly a kiss on the cheek.

Kelly returns the favour before turning himself back to the conversation, "That you..?"

Matt looks to Severide, to Kidd and back to Severide. The wheels turning in his head and the conversation with Sylvie from earlier in the restaurant popped back in his mind. He looked at the two opposite him, both with shit-eating grins on their face. "You set me up!" He accused Severide.

Severide held his hands up in defence, "Look man, you needed a push, and if that meant for you to see your feelings, laid out bare in front of you. I'd do it."

"Was she even your friend from San Diego?" Matt shot back.

"Yes, actually. Alyssa has been a family friend for years. But no, she's not actually moving here. She's here on holiday. Yes she's a business analyst and single. I explained stuff to her beforehand, just not an in-depth look at it. All she knew, was that there wasn't going to be a second date anyway." Kelly replied, looking quite pleased with himself.

Matt looked at Kidd, "I'm assuming that what's-his-face Ben is your friend too?"

Kidd looked at Severide before replying, "Actually… No Casey. Brett actually is on a date tonight. Ben was some guy from her gym she met. She resisted heaps about going until she found out you were going on a date tonight as well. I just suggested a restaurant, and let fate do the rest."

Matt put his drink down, "So you're telling me, that I went on a date as a set up for whatever scheme you guys have going, but Sylvie's date is real? Like he believes that he's going to get a chance with her or whatever? Really?" Matt's voice was getting higher and louder.

Stella now looked unsure of herself. She really didn't know how jealous Matt was feeling at the moment, but could tell that he was ready to blow. "Look Captain, everyone could see you guys' feelings for each other. You guys are in your own little bubble. Look all I can say, is that your feelings are reciprocated, a lot. Brett only went on this date because she knew you were. So she thought that she had lost her chance. But she still really likes you, and one date with one gym buff isn't going to change that."

"It's still a date, a real date Stella. If things actually go well between them, then. Well then I've lost my chance haven't I?" Matt stood up and huffed. Leaving some cash on the table, he picked up his jacket and left.

"Wait, Casey, look. I-" Stella's words left unanswered because Casey was already out the door. She turned to her boyfriend. "Did I just fuck up?"

"No babe. I think we both didn't realise the extent of Casey's feelings for Brett. We all thought it was just a crush, turns out to be something a lot more. More than even Casey doesn't know."

Casey tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep and thinking of what Sylvie Brett was doing at this current, exact moment. Giving up, he sat upright in bed, and groaned when he realised his bedside clock read only 9pm. The TV was on, indicating that both Severide and Kidd had made it home from Molly's. He peered out of his room into the living area where the couple was huddled on the couch, watching the news.

"Hey man." Kelly waved from the couch, "We're sorry about earlier. We didn't realise that your feelings for Brett were so strong."

Casey stepped out of his room and gave a small shrug as he walked over to sit on the couch. "It's alright, what can you do? I didn't even know my feelings were so strong."

Kidd leaned onto her knees, "I'm sorry too Casey. But I may have some good news that can cheer you up."

Matt raised an eyebrow for her to continue.

"Oh, welllllll… Sylvie's home. Has been for the last half hour. Turns out, I don't think her date went that well. It's your chance now."

Matt sat up straight, he couldn't waste time now. It was his chance. Now. If not, it would be wasted, and he couldn't spend another night thinking about how Sylvie Brett would look as she writhed under him, rather than seeing it for himself. Grabbing his jacket, keys and wallet, he headed out the door.

"Don't come home till tomorrow afternoon at the earliest!" Kelly teased as the door shut behind Casey.

Matt Casey managed to slip through the security door at Sylvie's apartment by following a rather elderly fellow into the lobby area. Pressing the button for her floor, he fidgeted all the way up, and as he excused himself from the lift, the elderly man nodded at him with a knowing glance.

"Dear lord, did everyone know what was going through his mind?!" Matt cursed in thought.

Arriving at her door, he held his fist up to knock but stopped. He wasn't sure what to do now. She was home, Kidd told her that much. But what about her roommates? Joe was probably with Chloe, but Foster? What if she was home? And if she wasn't? Would he just take her? Can he just take her? Did she definitely reciprocate the feelings? What if she didn't? Maybe they would just kiss? Maybe just talk? All these questions revolved around him till he was so unsure that he took a step back.

But if he didn't act now, it would definitely be too late. Tonight had already shown him that much. Making his mind, he took a breath, knocked on the door and waited.

Sylvie Brett was mid-sip when the knock sounded. Wondering who was at her door at this time, she got up from her comfortable position and went to open the door.

"Yes? Can I-" Her words faltered because standing right in front of her was the exact person who she wanted at the moment.

"Casey? Hello, how can I help you?" Her look of surprise evidence on her face.

"Matt."

"Um, yes your name is Matt." Sylvie stared at him, wondering if his head was on straight.

"No, I mean I'm Matt. Outside of work, I'm Matt. Not Casey. I'm not the captain of the firehouse, I'm just Matt. God I," Matt took a deep breath as he stared down at Sylvie's doe eyes.

Sylvie didn't move from her position, nor did she make a sound. It sounded like Matt wanted to get something off his chest.

"I realised something today. Actually I had realised it a long time ago. But it made me realise it more today. When you entered that restaurant, in that amazing dress that just shows everything off, and all I wanted was to take it off you." Matt smirked when he heard Sylvie take a sharp breath in, confirming that his feelings were definitely reciprocated. "And then that guy, just walked in after you. And he had his hand on your back, and his thumb across your hand, and his leg running up and down yours, and all I could think was that should be me. Because that should be my hand, and my thumb and my leg. Not his. I wasn't even concentrating on Alyssa was saying all night. Because all I could think about was you. And how you would look sitting across from me, and what you would say, and eat, and drink. It was so obvious, that Alyssa left practically straight away because it was clear, even to her, that all my feelings were written all over my face when you and that guy walked in."

Matt was on a verbal rant, everything that he felt and everything that he knew just came spluttering out of him like a water out of a hose. He kept talking and didn't realise Sylvie had stepped closer towards him until a small hand settled on his arm and he looked up.

Sylvie stared at him in wonderment, and Matt couldn't believe how much more beautiful Sylvie could look dressed in a long tee, with shorts and the remnants of her makeup slightly evident on her face.

"Yours huh?" Sylvie smiled at him.

"Yeah, mine. Because I should be in that guy's place. Because you're mine Sylvie Brett." Matt huffed out, heart pounding loud in his ears.

"Well, then what are you waiting for?" Sylvie challenged him.

Matt grinned and cupped her face into his hands, drawing her lips in. Walking forwards, he shut the door with his foot and pushed her against the nearest wall.

"Mine."

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