Gabby's POV

As much as I hated it, our shift wasn't over and the whole firehouse had to get back to 51. As soon as we got back, the alarms went of.

Firetruck 81, Squad 3, Ambo 23, building fire at 78 Oliver Drive

Surprisingly, Ambo 61 wasn't called and Brett and I watched everybody jump into action. When they had left, Brett came and sat down next to me on the couch.

"You okay?" She asked, holding my hand.

I nodded, "Yeah, I think so."

"You wanna tell me what's up?" Brett knew me so well.

I shrugged, "I'm gonna ask Matt if we can foster Naia again. Since I highly doubt she's going back to live with James. Isn't that attempted murder?" I asked, referring to the fire.

"I think that's a great idea." Brett said, and I smiled at her.

"Thank you," I said, giving her a hug.

Brett seemed surprised, "For what?"

"For everything." I replied.


As soon as everybody came back from the call, I looked over at Brett who gave me a thumbs up.

"Matt," I said approaching him, "I was wondering if I could talk to you."

Matt looked confused since I never did this but nodded, "Yeah, sure. Here or somewhere private."

I shrugged, "Doesn't really matter."

"Alright, go ahead." He said.

I took a deep breath, "Look, I was thinking and since I highly doubt Naia will be going back to live with James, I was wondering if we could foster her again."

When Matt didn't answer back right away, my heart dropped but I was already thinking of ways for Naia to still live with me.

"I thought that was already the plan," Matt said slowly, "But if not, absolutely."

I felt relief wash over me and I gave Matt as kiss, "Thank god you said yes though, I would have still figured out a way for Naia to be with me."

"I know." Matt said, "That's one of the reasons I married you." He smirked at me when I raised my eyebrows.

Ambo 61, man complaining of chest pain at 89 Finley Road

"Duty calls!" I said, giving Matt a last kiss on the cheek before running off.

Brett and I jumped into the ambo and we were off.

"How did it go?" Brett asked me as she drove.

I nodded, "Really well actually. He thought it was the plan all along."

Brett gave a laugh, "Great minds think alike."