Gabby's POV

As Naia tentatively headed down the hall, Matt wrapped an arm around my shoulder and started leading me towards the couch.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked him.

"Do you think Naia will ever talk to us?" Matt asked me as he sat down. He then patted the seat next to him so I took a seat as well.

"I don't know, I really don't know," I answered honestly.

Naia was so sweet as so innocent. It was so unfair that she had been treated like that.

"I hope so," Matt said, pulling me closer to him.

"So do I."

"Wow, are you hungry!" I laughed as Naia wolfed down her third bowl of beef stew.

Naia blushed and hid her face in the bowl. She finished and wiped her mouth with the napkin.

"Are you done?" Matt asked cautiously as he took his spoon to scrape the last bits of stew.

Naia nodded and Matt laughed.

"So am I." He said.

"I second that!" I chimed in.

Naia immediately stood up and started helping me clear the plates.

"Wow, Matt! She's more helpful than you!" I joked. We both looked over at Naia who was rinsing out the plates, completely oblivious and zoned out.

"Naia?" Matt called out to her.

Naia paused and then I watched as her finger grasped the side of the counter.

"Are you okay Naia?" I asked. Naia looked up at me and nodded though she was pale and looked terrified.

Matt walked over and scooped Naia up in his arms. I noticed that she flinched ever so slightly.

"Do you want to tell us what's up?" Matt whispered gently. Naia shook her head, but she grabbed onto Matt and buried her head in his shoulder.

I smiled sadly at Matt, "Why don't you take her to the living room, I'll finish up in here."

As soon as I finished rinsing the dishes and putting them in the dishwasher, I wiped my hands on a clean rag and made my way to the living room.

Matt had put on a movie and Naia was snuggling him. Matt had laid a protective arm around her, making the sight even sweeter.

Quietly, I sat down on the couch next to Naia. Her hand shyly slipped into mine and we held on.

Naia was out as a light well before the movie even ended. I noticed that while she was sleeping, once in a while she would flinch or whimper. Whenever that happened, Matt would quietly stroke her head and Naia would resume sleeping, melting my heart.

"Should we wake her up?" I asked Matt, still holding on to Naia's hand.

Matt looked over at Naia and shook his head. "Naw, I'll just carry her to her room."

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her down the call. I walked ahead of him and opened the door and moved the covers so Naia could be under them. Matt then laid Naia down and I tucked the covers around her.

Then we slowly exited her room as quiet as we could, careful not to wake her, and got started to ourselves ready for bed.

The next morning, I woke up to a wonderful smell of bacon. At first, I thought it was Matt who was making breakfast but when I found him laying on the bed next to me, I quickly realized that it wasn't it.

"Matt," I whispered but he didn't wake up. Matt was quite the sleeper, so I got up quietly and walked towards the smell.

I walked into the kitchen to find Naia frying bacon on the stove. She looked up when she saw me and gave me a small smile.

"Wow, that smells really good." I complimented and gave her a hug.

Naia didn't say anything but her face showed that she was proud.

"How did you sleep?" I asked, hoping to start a conversation but that didn't happen.

Naia nodded and flipped the bacon around in the pan. She then slid the bacon onto a pan and handed me the plate.

"After school today, just walk to Firehouse 51, I'll give Chief a heads up as soon as I get there," I told Naia as I put the plate down on the table and she nodded.

"Come on," I encouraged when I realized that Naia hadn't made a move to come and sit down as well, "You wanna eat before Matt snags all the bacon."

That last part was true.

Matt and I had just dropped Naia off at school and was entering the Firehouse.

"How's Naia?" Herrmann asked.

"She's doing good," Matt responded, nodding. "Made breakfast this morning, she's quite the cook."

Mouch perked up, "When will she cook for us?"

"Ironic actually, where's Chief?" I asked, changing the subject slightly.

Brett nodded over towards his office, "Doing paperwork."

I excused myself and went to find Boden. When I saw that he was in his office, I knocked on the door before entering.

"Good morning Dawson." He said, barely looking up from his desk.

"Morning Chief," I said.

He kept on doing whatever he was doing. "What can I do for you?"

"It's about Naia. I was just wondering if she could come here after school. I'll get someone to look after her next shift but I just didn't have time for today." I explained.

"If she stays out of the way and out of trouble, yes," Boden replied, never looking up from the stack of papers.

"Thanks, Chief," I said and then left, leaving him with his paperwork.