Gabby's POV

"Naia!"

I looked over to see Stella yell Naia's name as she collapsed onto the floor. I immediately rushed over along with everyone else who had seen Naia faint.

Crouching down, I quickly rolled Naia over onto her side and was relieved to find a pulse and even happier to see that she was breathing.

"I think she just passed out," Severide commented and Shay snorted at his remark.

"Yeah, no duh you doofus," Shay rolled her eyes and squatted down next to me.

I noticed that Naia was starting to stir and I immediately took her hand into mine.

"What happened?" Naia groaned and propped herself up on her elbows. She used her other hand, the one that wasn't in mine, and rubbed her forehead.

"You fainted kiddo," Stella said, "How do you feel?"

Naia chuckled, "Like I should have listened to Gabby and eaten something earlier."

"I'm always right," I snickered at Naia's reply. Even though she was joking around, I could tell she still was nauseous. How? After a while, you learn how to read Naia. Sometimes I still don't understand, but it's better than nothing.

"I can get up," Naia said firmly, finally letting go of my hand, "Honestly though, I feel fine. Should probably get some food in my system."

Stella looked skeptical, "You should rest first, lay down. We'll get you some food."

Naia shook her head, "No, no, that's completely unnecessary." Against Stella's advice, she got up anyways and shakily rummaged around for some food. Ignoring everyone's worried looks, Naia poured herself a bowl of Cheerios before opening the fridge for some milk. I glanced over at Matt who had his eyes staring intently at Naia's back as if she was going to faint again at any moment now.

"She's as stubborn as you," Matt told me as he came up to me. I glanced over at Naia who had taken her previous seat at the table and was eating cereal while still doing homework.

"I'd say she's even more stubborn," I murmured before walking over to Naia and pulling up a chair next to her.

Naia kept doing her homework, once in a while putting a spoonful of Cheerios in her mouth. When she noticed I had sat down next to her, she nodded her head to show she knew I was there.

"Hey," She greeted, her mouth full of cereal. Something about her right now reminded me of a five-year-old.

I couldn't help but grin at how goofy Naia was at times. "Hey yourself."

"Can I help you?" Naia asked, putting down her pencil and looking up at me.

I smiled softly, "You can actually. Why don't you take a break from homework? You have all day to do it."

Naia shook her head, "I told you guys, I feel fine. Cheerios make everything better."

"They make most things better," I corrected and Naia nodded her head before looking away. I knew what she was thinking right now. Cheerios were great but they couldn't bring back the dead.

"When's the funeral?" Naia whispered as she looked back down at her homework.

I tried to think back to yesterday and what date Sarah had told me. "February 18th I believe. Matt would know for sure."

"That's four days after Valentine's Day," Naia commented. She then picked up her pencil and went back to doing math homework. I knew now that she wouldn't talk anymore and so I left her alone. Matt looked over at me worriedly and I just shrugged, unsure of if Naia was shutting us out again or if she just didn't have anything else to say.

Ambo 61, man down from unknown causes at two blocks eastbound on Winifred Drive

"Keep an eye on her," I whispered to Matt as I walked by. From the corner of my eye, I saw Matt nod before I hurried to the apparatus floor.

"What a start to the morning," Brett commented as we pulled out of the apparatus floor, the sirens blaring.

I nodded and let out a sigh, "Yeah, hopefully, the rest of the day is just easy stuff."

Brett chuckled. "Well, you've jinxed us now,"

As Brett pulled onto Winifred Drive, I immediately started looking around for someone who might look like they need help.

"There!" I pointed to a man who was collapsed on the sidewalk. There were a couple of people around him.

Brett parked the ambo on the side of the road and we hopped out. While Brett got the jump bag, I went over to the victim.

"What happened?" I asked. One guy who was crouched next to the victim spoke up.

"We don't know, he just fainted out of nowhere. I don't know him, I was just walking by," The man explained and backed off to give us space.

Brett, who had heard upon arriving, nodded her head. "Well, thank you for staying with him, we got it now."

I quickly checked for a pulse and my heart dropped when I didn't find one.

"He's having a heart attack," I told Brett and immediately started CPR while Brett pulled out the defibrillator. I stopped and checked for a pulse.

"I have a pulse," I reported and Brett nodded. "He's breathing, let's get him on the rig."

With the help of the other people around watching, we got the man on the stretcher and into the back of the ambo.

"Thanks for the help," I told the guy and he smiled before I jumped into the back of the ambo and shut the doors. Brett hopped into the front and started the engine.

"To Med and beyond!" Brett joked and I couldn't help but crack a smile at my partner.