Gabby's POV

Brett and I were sitting around the T.V., watching the news. I wasn't sure if Brett was actually watching the news or not because I sure wasn't. Even though it had been a couple of days since we had brought Naia to Chicago Med, I couldn't clear my head that was filled with thoughts about her.

My phone rang in my pocket and I grabbed it to see that Antonio was calling me.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked when I picked up.

"Hey Gabby, when your shift is over, can you meet me at Molly's?" Antonia asked me and I looked at the time. My shift would be over in about four hours and I didn't have any other plans so why not.

"Yeah, sure," I replied. "I'll be there."

"See you then," Antonio said.

"Bye."

I hung up and looked at Brett.

"I'm going to Molly's after, you wanna come?" I asked her.

"Sure why not?" Brett replied and we resumed "watching" the news.

Just like my brother had asked, once my shift was over, Brett and I hopped into her car and drove to Molly's.

"What do you think he wants to talk to you about?" Brett asked me. I rolled my eyes.

"Probably something stupid," I said, sighing.

"I don't think it's about something stupid." Brett defended Antonio.

I laughed. "Of course you don't, you're madly in love with him!"

"Oh shut up!" Brett said, blushing.

"Ooooh, look who's blushing!" I teased her.

Brett laughed. "You should have seen you and Matt before you guys got married. Oh man, and the looks you would give each other before you were even dating."

Now it was my turn to blush.

"Shut up Brett," I said.

We both laughed as we pulled into the parking lot of Molly's.

"No but seriously, what do you think he wants to talk to you about?" Brett asked as we walked in.

"I'll find out soon," I said as I waved to my brother.

"Hey, Brett!" Stella yelled out from the other side of the room

"See you," Brett said and made her way over to Stella.

"Hey," I said as Antonio walked me over to a table.

"How was your shift?" Antonia asked me.

I thought about what happened this morning. I closed my eyes.

"Do you remember Naia?" I asked Antonio, "From this morning?"

Antonio nodded, "Sweet kid."

"Yeah, she got hit by a car right after you left. Had internal bleeding, hemothorax. They were taking her up to the OR when I was leaving the hospital." I said and buried my head in my hands.

"What happened?" Antonio asked.

"She had a bruise on her jaw. Brett was getting her some ice and for some reason Matt told Naia to pull up her sleeves, but she wouldn't and so I pulled them up and there were so many bruises and cuts." I said, remembering what happened that morning.

Antonio nodded, "Then what happened?"

"Then Brett asked her what happened. And then I asked her again because she didn't respond and then she ran. She ran out of the house and onto the street where she was hit by a car." I finished, out of breath.

"It's all my fault. I pushed her too far." I said.

"No, it's not your fault," Antonio said without any doubt.

I nodded to show that I had heard but didn't really want to talk about this subject any longer.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" I directed it towards the reason we were even here.

"PD has a new case." Antonio said, "And it's related to Naia."

"What? How?" I asked, shocked.

Antonio explained. "It must have happened when Naia was with you guys. Mr. Samual was drunk and when Naia wasn't home, he started getting really angry. Pulled out a gun and was going to shoot the kids. Shot Mrs. Samual instead. The kids say that she jumped in front of them. Realizing what he had done, the guys shot himself. It was the neighbour who called 911. When police got there, the two were already dead. The kids were scared half to death but had no signs of trauma."

I let the information sink in for a moment.

Dead.

They were dead.

"Where are the kids going now?" I asked Antonio.

"The two boys are going to a foster home up north a little bit. Ellie, I think that's the girl's name, is staying with a different foster family in North Utica." Antonio told me.

"What about Naia?" I asked.

"There's currently a shortage of foster families right now. She'll be in the hospital for a little stretch so they're hoping by the time she gets out, there'll be one." Antonio replied.

I remembered fostering Louie. How heartbroken Matt and I were when Louie went back to his dad.

"Well, I have to pick up Diego. I'll see you soon." Antonio said as he stood up.

"Yeah okay, tell Diego I said hi," I said and gave my brother a hug.

"Try to stay out of trouble," Antonio said as he left.

"I'll try," I whispered to myself as I went to join Brett and Stella.

"What did he want to talk to you about?" Brett asked when I walked over.

"Naia's foster parents are dead," I said, still in shock.

Nobody spoke for a moment.

"What happened?" Brett asked, completely in shock, just like how I was.

"Must have gotten mad that Naia wasn't home. Mr. Samual took out a gun and was going to shoot the kids but Mrs. Samual jumped in front and he shot her instead. Then he turned and shot himself instead of the kids." I said, sitting down at the table with them. "Probably had something to do with the fact that he killed his wife."

"Oh my god," Stella put her hand over her mouth, "That's awful! What's going to happen to the kids now?"

"Thomas and Shane are going to a foster family up north a little bit and Ellie's going to one in North Utica," I replied, remembering the information Antonio had told me.

"Wow." Brett said and shook her head, "That's crazy stuff."

"Could you drive me back to my apartment?" I asked Brett. "I think I'm going to call it."

"Yeah, of course. I was going to leave soon anyway," Brett said and we checked that Stella had a ride home before leaving.

"Straight to bed," Brett told me as she dropped me off. I nodded and waved to her before entering the apartment. I went up to my floor and unlocked the door.

"I'm home, Matt!" I called out. I went into the kitchen and found Matt sitting at the table reading a newspaper.

"Hey, how was Molly's?" He said and got up.

He walked over to me and wrapped me in a hug.

"You won't believe what I found out," I told him when we broke apart.

"What's that?" Matt asked as I took a seat across from him.

"Naia's foster parents are dead," I said, it was finally sinking in and repeating it for the second time now.

"What? How?" Matt asked the same shock that Brett and Stella had now on his face.

"Mr. Samual was furious and was going to shoot the children. Mrs. Samual jumped in front and took the bullet but then Mr. Samual killed himself." I explained.

"What's gonna happen with the kids?" Matt asked.

I almost wanted to laugh because that was the reaction that everybody had so far from this news.

"They all have foster families up north except Naia. She's currently in the hospital right now and their hoping when she gets out, there'll a family ready for her." I answered.

"Oh," Matt said.

"Matt this got me thinking." I started.

"Absolutely," Matt said.

"Matt, I didn't even say what I was going to say," I said.

Matt got up and wrapped me into another hug.

"Absolutely we can foster Naia," Matt said and kissed me, a smile on his face. "Is that better?"

I nodded. "I'm so happy you said yes."