A/N: Follows 'Secret Santa' and 'Christmas Lights'.

Christmas Shopping

Casey was half asleep and contently warm and comfortable in his bed, buried under the soft covers, the sensation of light against his closed eyelids and he knew it was from the strand of Christmas lights in his window. This was as close to perfect as it got.

The door opened and Severide stepped into the room, "Time to get up, Casey, you know what to day is."

Perfect was just ruined. Casey turned over and moaned and pulled the covers up, wanting nothing more than to stay in bed for a few more hours and take advantage of his day off-shift.

But Kelly wouldn't let it go at that so easily. He went over to the bed and despite the blonde man's moans of protest, his half muffled grunts of 'I don't want to, I don't wanna-I don't wanna-I don't wanna', and his attempts to burrow deeper under the blankets, Severide reached around the middle of the human sized lump, grabbed Casey around the waist and dragged the lieutenant out of the bed, the blankets trailing behind him as Casey was forced to his feet and forced to open his eyes and face the day, and the cold floor of his bedroom.

Before Casey could say anything, Kelly told him, "Go get a shower, get dressed, I'll get started on breakfast."

Casey groaned as he dug out a set of clothes, and said with a pronounced whine, "Why do I have to do this?"

"Come on, Casey, it's going to be fun."

"No it's not," Casey whined like a moping child and he knew it and he didn't care.

"You'll have a great time," Severide told him.

"No I won't," Casey replied as he slammed his dresser drawer shut.

"Go get cleaned up," Kelly told him.

Casey grunted and whined incoherently as he headed to the bathroom, eyes still only half open.

"I don't want to go Christmas shopping," Casey whined as he entered the kitchen dressed and shaved.

Kelly handed him his plate that was already full of scrambled eggs and bacon and said lightly,"But the car's already warmed up," as if that actually was a deciding factor.

"I hate Christmas shopping," Casey said as he sat down to eat. "I never know what to get anybody."

"Nobody likes it," Kelly replied, "it's just one of those things people have to do, and this is the last good day we're going to have weather-wise to do it that we're not on shift, so we need to get out while we can."

Casey sighed, "The store's gonna be crowded."

"That's why we're going early," Kelly said.

"I'll like it when this day is over," Casey said.

"I hate shopping for people," Casey said as he and Kelly walked through the store looking around at everything, "I never know what to get anybody in general, and to get something for Brett? I don't even know anything about her, how am I supposed to know what to get?"

"Just get her a gag gift," Kelly said.

"I can't do that, what if she gets offended?"

"Then she chose the wrong place to work," Kelly replied.

"I even tried asking Otis and Cruz for some pointers, they got nothing."

"You told them you're buying for Brett?" Kelly asked.

"I didn't know what else to do," Casey answered.

Kelly chuckled and rolled his eyes, "Big surprise you won't get anywhere with the two guys she's rooming with. You want to find out about a woman, you have to ask her girl friend."

"She doesn't have one," Casey pointed out.

"Then that's something you can get her," Kelly said jokingly.

"What're you getting Capp?" Matt asked.

"I honestly have no idea," Kelly answered.

"Him a gag gift would work for," Casey said.

"Yeah, but what?"

For some reason Casey found himself saying, "How about a rubber chicken?"

Kelly looked at him like he'd lost his mind, "Huh?"

"They have them in the pet section with the chew toys, if you really want to be sadistic, get him one and take the squeaker out, then he'll spend all his time trying to figure out what's wrong with it," Casey said.

Kelly started laughing, "You have a sadistic mind, Matt, you know that?"

"Yeah, but it's not helping me find something for Brett," Casey replied.

"How about that?"

Casey followed the direction of Severide's finger and then turned back and punched Kelly in the arm when he saw Severide pointing to the women's lingerie section.

"What?" Kelly asked.

"I can't do that."

"Why not?"

"First of all I don't know her size," Casey said.

"Well she doesn't look all that small to me, maybe a medium?" Kelly offered.

Casey punched him again.

"If I did that, then she would get offended," Casey told him.

"Well it's a safe bet it's something she doesn't already have," Kelly suggested.

"You're horrible."

"I know," Kelly said proudly.

"Well," Casey said, "let's split up and meet at checkout."

"Good idea, we can do more damage that way," Kelly replied with a sly smirk on his face as he turned the corner and went in the opposite direction.