Every Breath You Take

Part 9

Shot Through the Heart

**Notes: Yes, it has been a few weeks since I have updated. Life really got in the way, then I got sick for a couple of weeks, and I did not indicate how to write this chapter. This chapter didn't go as planned, but I hope I surprised some of you. I will be finishing this with just one more chapter, but I am working on a special Halloween fic first.

Thank you for coming back to read this and all of the feedback I have still been receiving for this story.**

Sylvie stood there at the Buckingham Fountain staring out towards the sculptures. The area near her was not as crowded as she had hoped, but she had eyes on her. The skies were blue without a cloud in the sky, the cooler temperature didn't matter with the sun shining down on her. She wiped the sweat off across her forehead with a napkin that she had grabbed earlier. After wiping off her hands she put the napkin in the trash can.

"Can you hear me," Sylvie asked as she took a few steps around the fountain?

"Loud and clear," Burgess responded, who was about 50 feet away sitting on a park bench with a book in her hand, looking like she was reading it.

"Clear, here," Kidd replied as she sat at a picnic table with a bag lunch in front of her, on the other side of the fountain.

"I have you in my sight," Upton said as she bent her knee stretching on one of the trails. "Target is coming up on our left."

All four women were set to bring down the man who had been terrorizing Sylvie the past seventy-two hours. She had gotten up early leaving Matt sleeping in his bed. She hadn't told him her plans, only left him with a kiss on his forehead, sleeping peacefully.

Stella was waiting for her when she came out of the bedroom.

"Are you sure about this," Stella wondered grabbing her bag off the couch.

"I'm sure," Sylvie answered before Severide came out of the bedroom. "What are you going to do?"

"I'll keep him busy, but if he asks, I'm not going to lie to him," Severide replied as he stood against his doorway. "I know you, ladies can take care of yourself, but be careful. He wouldn't forgive me if anything happened to you, and I wouldn't forgive you if anything happened to Stella."

"I know, believe I know, but this is the only way," Brett explained looking back towards Casey's closed bedroom. "I know if I told Casey what we are going to do; he would talk me out of it. I can't put him into danger, plus we have the ladies of Intelligence involved."

"Be careful," Severide demanded before walking over to Kidd and kissing her. "Both of you."

"We will," Kidd responded after the kiss.

Both women walked out of the loft leaving their favorite men to wait on what came next. Now the women were waiting for their target at the park. Brett knew she had to catch the man that was terrorizing her life and move back to her apartment and her life.

"Target is about thirty feet away from the fountain. Heading right towards you, Brett," Upton said with an earbud in one ear as she walked towards the fountain on the trail.

"I see him," Kidd responded before taking a bite of her sandwich. "He is wearing a jean jacket and dark jeans."

All four women were scattered around Grant Park with people scattered all around them. At least one hundred people were surrounding them in the park, yet the women had every corner covered. What Brett and Kidd didn't know was Upton and Burgess also had backup within the park. The two ladies of the Intelligence unit were not going to go into the scheme without a plan B if something went wrong.

"I see him," Brett mumbled as she sat down at the fountain and waited for Oliver Guthrie to arrive.

She knew he would get her message and show up to meet her at the park. She may not have been part of the police force, but she knew how this man acted and what he wanted. He would show up anywhere she wanted him too. Brett locked eyes on him as he came next to her and sat down next to her at the fountain.

"Thank you for meeting me," Brett told him as she looked over at the man who had turned her life upside down. She had goosebumps across her arm even though she had to be strong. The pink short-sleeve blouse she was wearing and light jeans made her look just like an angel on this windy day in Chicago.

"You look amazing," Oliver replied, "and I am glad you finally agreed to meet me. I knew you would come to your senses. That Captain guy isn't right for you."

"And you are," Brett asked as her shoulders tensed up at the mention of Casey.

"Of course I am. He puts his life on the line every day. Why? So he can be some sort of hero. He could get hurt daily. I wouldn't put your heart on the line like that. I would worship you and be next to you every waking moment. I wouldn't let you near the infernos."

"I like what I do and Casey isn't a fireman to be someone's hero. He is one of the best firefighters in the CFD," Brett said sternly. She was getting frustrated at the way this conversation was leading. She didn't meet with Oliver to turn on Casey and the life he had made for himself. "If you want to be with me; you are going to need to do more than bring Casey and what he does down. He is more than a hero."

The noises around her of all the people had disappeared and all she concentrated on was this moment. She could close her eyes and see Casey smiling at her or sitting in his office concentrating on paperwork. She could faintly smell his aroma of smoke, dust, and his after-shave. The scent of Matt Casey drew her in as she closed her eyes for a moment.

"Stop," Oliver demanded as Brett felt something poke her in her arm. Her eyes flew open and looked over to see the needle of liquid being pushed into her arm. "You are mine and no firefighter can save you now."

Brett instantly felt the liquid into her body. She didn't know what it was, although she had an idea before her mind went blank and her body tingled. The world began to spin and the only thought she had before her body went limp was of Captain Matthew Casey.

"Christmas," she mumbled before she fell against Oliver.

Suddenly a shot rang out in the crowd. Oliver felt a pain against his left shoulder and as he looked down he noticed the blood. People began to panic and rushed away from the scene with some running towards the fountain. Brett fell back into the fountain as Oliver let her go standing up.

"How could you," Oliver muttered as Brett hit the water. He tried to run away but he felt another bullet him in the right leg.

A hundred feet away a certain detective that was a skilled marksman put the gun away and stood up. Another member of the 21st grabbed Brett from the fountain, but this woman was older and dressed in baggy worn-out clothes that made her look like she was just a homeless person walking through the park.

"Kidd, we need medical assistance," Burgess stated as she began to run towards the scene.

Kidd jumped up from the picnic table and ran towards the fountain. Within a couple of minutes, she had Severide on the phone to meet them at Chicago Med while kneeling over Brett. The rest of the Intelligence unit was surrounding the Brett and Kidd including Atwater, Ruzek, and Halstead.

"Was all of you involved in this," Kidd asked as she checked Brett's pulse and looked around her friends in the CPD.

"We had to make sure we had every angle covered since Guthrie was wanted for murder," Burgess explained standing next to Ruzek.

"I made the call," Sergeant Platt announced before requesting the ambulance. "Upton and Burgess kept me in the loop and I had Halstead positioned in case something went wrong. Ruzek and Atwater were our back-ups in case Guthrie tried to take Brett someplace."

"Nice disguise by the way," Burgess told Platt who was dressed as the homeless woman that pulled Brett out of the fountain.

"I would stop right there, Burgess," Platt announced. "Where is that ambulance?"

"Two minutes out," Halstead replied. "Any news on what the suspect injected her with?"

"GHB," Upton shouted from behind them. The female detective had a tourniquet around Guthrie's leg and covered his shoulder wound with gauze.

"Casey is going to be so pissed that Brett is unconscious," Kidd said as she wiped her dear friend's hair away from her forehead.

A few minutes later the two ambulances were on their way to Chicago Med. Kidd was in the ambulance with Brett while Upton stayed with Guthrie. The rest of the intelligence unit stayed at the park to give their statements to Voight, who showed up after the ambulances drove away. The sting to get Oliver Guthrie did not go as planned, but a murderer would be going away for a long time once he was released from his gunshot wounds. Now, all that had to be done is Sylvie Brett had to wake up from the drug and explain herself and her actions to a certain Captain of the CFD and her battalion Chief.