Hey everyone, here is the next chapter of Right Kind Of Wrong. I would like to give credit to NBC's Chicago Fire as I did borrow some of their dialogue for this chapter as this chapter takes place during the crossover episode that aired on February 26, 2020. I do not own the characters but please bare in mind, this chapter does take place during the crossover episode and I will continue to update this story as much as I can. I am also currently working on another fanfic that I am almost finished with. I hope you enjoy this chapter :)
CHAPTER 5
The next day at work, Brett and Foster got called out on several calls involving overdoses, hitting Brett hard. Brett and Foster pulled into the garage bay or apparatus floor and got out of the ambulance. Foster started going off about Mercury being in retrograde or something like that and how she was gonna go get some rest before another call comes in. Casey walked over to Brett.
"You've been running around all day, but I wanted to ask. Did you reach out to your birth mom?" Casey asked his friend.
"I picked up the phone a few times. I just think it's better if we speak in person." Brett said.
"You have her address, right? Rockford isn't that far away." Casey asked.
"I'm going back and forth on how to handle it. First impressions are so important and I just want to get it right." Brett said.
"The right way is whatever works for you." Casey said.
Someone called out that dinner was ready and Brett couldn't be more excited about dinner. She and Foster had been eating out of Chicago Med's vending machines all day due to all the nonstop calls they had been on. It was taking a toll on her. Just as she and Casey were about to head inside to eat, the alarm sounded.
"AMBULANCE 61. PERSON INJURED. 489 WEST LUTHER STREET." the dispatcher said.
As they walked over to the ambulance, Casey called out.
"We'll put some aside for you guys." Casey said, referring to dinner.
"Thanks." Brett replied and she and Foster headed to the scene of the call.
As they arrived on the scene, they saw a person overdosing. As they tried to help, they began to realize that it was multiple overdoses and that something wasn't right. There was a body blocking a door and it turned out that the woman on the other side of the door was possible overdosing as well. Brett called for additional ambulances and a rescue squad, which happened to be Squad 3 that answered the call. Brett filled Severide in and he began working on the door. Once the door was opened, Brett and Foster went in and began working on the patient. It was a bad situation. Afterwards, Brett and Foster headed to Chicago Med with the victim and found out that one of their patients didn't make it. They arrived back to 51, hoping to grab a bite to eat.
"Hey you two, your food's in the fridge." Mouch said as Brett and Foster came walking into the common room.
"We had to keep it from Capp, so we wrote 'Tuesday' on the tinfoil." Cruz said.
"Ritter just asked me to feed her. I'm sorry." Stella said, feeling a bit guilty over feeding the dog.
"I don't have much of an appetite." Brett said as she headed towards the locker room.
Casey saw her walk towards the locker room and was concerned. He had heard about the call they were on.
"You ok?" Casey asked, concerned.
"They were just kids. How could they be so stupid? I mean, why do these kids do something so dumb." Brett asked.
Casey walked over to her and looked at her.
"Hey, you saved two lives tonight. That should count for something." Casey said.
"Ok." Brett said.
"Listen, if you don't wanna get into it about your birth mom, I understand but if you're thinking about meeting her in person, I'd be happy to drive you to Rockford to meet her. Only if you would like." Casey suggested.
"I'd like that, very much." Brett said with a half smile.
Casey left the room and Brett couldn't help but let out a smile. There was something about Casey that made her smile and feel good about herself. While she and Foster were talking and restocking Ambulance 61, Brett was greeted by an old friend.
"Sylvie." a man's voice called out.
"Sean? Hey, what are you doing here?" Brett said as she greeted her friend and former lover.
She and Sean had slept together but remained friends. It had been four years since they had seen each other.
"I'm Emily Foster." Foster said as she introduced herself.
"Sean Roman." Sean said.
Brett could tell something was wrong. Sean explained why he was there. Brett and Foster took him to Boden's office where Severide and Casey were.
"Chief, we have someone who needs to talk to you." Brett said.
Boden could tell that this was important.
"Come on in." Boden said.
Brett came in, followed by Sean Roman and Foster. Everyone was surprised to see Sean but after Sean told them about his sister, they decided to help in any way they could. The only thing that Sean didn't say was that he never told Voight or anyone in the Intelligence Unit. After their shift ended, Casey took Brett to Rockford to meet her birth mom. She was extremely nervous and anxious.
"My whole life is about to change." Brett said.
"Doesn't have too change. That's up to you." Casey said.
"That's true. When I was six years old, I was obsessed with Disney princesses and so I was convinced that my real parents were British royals and that Queen Elizabeth was my grandma." Brett admitted.
Casey couldn't help but chuckle.
"Really?" Casey asked.
Brett laughed.
"I knew it wasn't true but I liked to pretend because in that moment, I had control. As a kid, playing make believe gives you the control to be anything you want and at that time, I wanted to be royal like Belle and Ariel. As I got older, I never cared about finding my birth parents because one, I loved my parents and two, I was always scared of how the reality of it all couldn't live up to the fantasy I had inside my mind." Brett chuckled.
They both chuckled a bit and shortly later, they arrived at her birth mother's house. Brett was nervous.
"Go on." Casey encouraged her.
"I am." Brett waited for a minute.
Casey looked at her.
"Ok, I'm going. I can do this." Brett told Casey.
"You can do this." Casey reassured her.
Brett walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. A man answered the door.
"Hello." the man greeted Brett.
"Uh, hi. My name is Sylvie Brett. I'm looking for Julie." Brett said nervously.
"Julie?" the man said confused.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I should have called first." Brett said.
"Uh, there's nobody here by that name. You must have the wrong address." the man said in a hurry.
Brett showed him the paper that she had.
"Is this the same address though?" Brett asked.
"I'm really sorry." the man said and quickly shut the door in Brett's face.
Brett was visibly upset and confused. Casey could tell by the look on Brett's face as she walked to his truck, that something was wrong. His heart broke for her. She opened the door and got inside the truck.
"What happened?" Casey asked.
"She doesn't live here." Brett said.
"Isn't this the address she gave you?" Casey asked.
"Yeah but it doesn't matter. This was a mistake. Can we just go?" Brett asked.
Casey turned the truck on and began driving them back to Chicago. It was a quiet ride back and Casey was concerned with Brett. Brett was always this cheerful,
loving person who was always there for others and now, she was this quiet, hurt woman who wanted to be left alone. Casey dropped her off at her apartment.
"Hey, call me day or night if you need anything." Casey said.
Brett nodded.
"I will." she said.
Casey stayed until he saw that Brett made it inside her apartment building before leaving. When she got inside her apartment, Foster greeted her. Brett told Foster what had happened and Foster's heart broke for Brett.
"I'm sorry, Sylvie." Foster said sympathetically.
"Can you just put on the cheesiest movie on Netflix? I wanna laugh." Brett said.
"You got it." Foster said as she scrolled through the movies on Netflix.
Brett fell asleep shortly after and Foster got up and made a call.
"Hey, I just wanted to call you and let you know how Brett is doing." Foster said over the phone.
"How is she?" Casey asked.
"She cried herself to sleep. This has really hit her hard and I'm not sure how to bring her back to herself." Foster said.
"She needs time to process everything. I'll keep an eye on her at work as much as I can." Casey said.
"Thanks. See you at work." Foster said before hanging up the phone.
The next morning at work, Brett and Foster were doing inventory after being out on several calls and making sure that they weren't missing anything. A woman came through the apparatus bay door and catches Capp, who is on his way to reload Squad 3's truck with oxygen.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for Sylvie Brett." the woman asked.
Capp smiles and continued to walk by her.
"Brett!" Capp yelled and went on his way to do what he was doing.
Brett comes out out and sees a woman waiting for her. She even kind of resembles her. Brett walks towards the woman with a half smile.
"I've seen pictures of you online and to see what you do, that's very brave." Julie said.
"I came by." Brett said.
"I know. My husband just found out about you and wasn't sure how to handle it." Julie said.
"You're so young." Brett said.
"I was only sixteen when I gave birth to you. I was too young too take care of you but I don't want to pile this on you, but it's getting hard to hide." Julie said as she revealed her baby bump.
Brett was taken aback.
"I would like very much to have you in my life however you see fit..." Julie said as the alarm sounded.
The dispatcher gave the orders of where to go and it meant that it was an all hands on deck call.
"I've...I've gotta go. I'm sorry." Brett said as she left Julie standing there alone.
Brett, Foster, and the others headed out to the scene of the call. It was horrible. There was an active shooter on the scene and Casey was concerned for Brett. Brett took notice of Casey's look before he headed into the scene. They found a teenage boy, Travis, that had been at one of the previous scenes where people had been overdosing. This wasn't good. After bringing Travis out to Brett and Foster, they worked on him and took him to Med. It was an exhausting shift and all Brett wanted to do was rest. Everyone arrived back at the firehouse and Casey noticed a note on the bay door.
"Hey Brett, this is for you." Casey said as he handed Brett the piece of paper.
Brett took it and read it.
"It's from Julie. She left her cell phone number." Brett said.
"Hey, I'm always here for you. You know that, right?" Casey asked.
"Yeah and I'm so thankful for that." Brett smiled.
Casey gave Brett a hug and she could smell his cologne. Oh how he smelled so good. He couldn't help but notice the scent of her perfume and how intoxicating it is.
"I'm gonna go get some sleep. All of these calls have drained me." Brett said.
Casey smiled and Brett walked off to the bunk room to get some rest. A few hours later, she received a call from Sean Roman.
"Hey Sylvie." Sean said.
Brett could tell by the sound of his voice that something was wrong.
"Hey Sean, what's wrong?" Brett asked with concern.
"We found my sister." Sean said.
"That's good news, isn't it?" Brett asked.
There was a short silence before Sean answered.
"We found her but it's not good." Sean said.
Brett knew right away that Sean meant that his sister had been found dead.
"Sean, I'm so sorry." Brett said.
"It's ok. I'll let you know the funeral arrangements. Let everyone know what happened." Sean said.
"I will." Brett said and they hung up the phone.
Brett looked over at Casey's office and saw that his door was shut and he was sitting at his desk working on paperwork. He looked over at the bunk room and saw Brett walking towards him. He got up and opened his door.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked.
"Sean called. They found his sister." she said.
"That's good." he said.
"Casey, it's not good news." she said.
When he heard those words come out of her mouth, he knew it was serious.
"They found her dead." she said.
"Has Roman said anything about the funeral?" Casey asked.
"Not yet but he said he would let us know." Brett said.
Casey gave her a hug. He knew that she and Sean had a fling a few years ago and that they had remained close until he started dating Kim Burgess and then got injured and moved away.
"I know you and Roman were close at one point." Casey said.
"Yeah but it seems like he stopped talking to everyone." Brett said.
"I know." Casey said.
Brett and Casey stood there in an embrace before Brett left to go tell Boden what Sean told her. Casey didn't want Brett to go. In fact, he didn't want to release her from his embrace but he had too. He watched as she went to Boden's office. He closed his office door and went back to working on his paperwork.