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Miss Eliza

Matt

When he came home from shift, he was still thinking about that pour woman, who had lost her husband in the fire. Her horrified face had burned into his mind and he couldn't stop wondering why destiny could be so cruel. He had asked Cruz about Gabby at the factory fire, because after last shift he started to understand how she had felt. There's nothing more cruel than not being able to save your loved one. Gabby had almost witnessed him being burned alive, maybe that was why she had been so persistent about having a baby that was biological theirs. Matt was thinking the events of that night over and over. They had been fighting really bad, that's for sure. But he still didn't get why she had left forever, why she had thrown it all away. Deep inside he wanted nothing more than going to San Juan and bring her back to Chicago, but he knew that wouldn't be fair to her. Matt walked into his bedroom and got changed for his construction job. His eyes wandered to the photo on the dresser. Severide had taken it on their wedding day. They were both in turn out gear, happy, holding each other, two real life heart eyes emojis. He swallowed. The pain inside him was still strong. He would never love another woman like he loved her, never. Nothing made sense without her. The apartment didn't feel like home to him anymore, everything reminded him of her. He hadn't had a good night's sleep since she left. Ever since she walked away, Matt was thinking of something that he could do to save their marriage, he had even considered to move to Puerto Rico but deep inside he knew that wasn't what he really wanted. He looked at his watch, it was time to go. He had promised Mr. Baker to fix his window today. It was starting to get cold in Chicago and he didn't want the old man to deal with a broken window while it was stormy outside. Closing the door behind him, Matt put his toolbox in his truck and drove to Mr. Baker's house. It was a nice neighborhood with two storied buildings. The old man was already waiting for him on the front porch.

"Mr. Casey, nice to see you" He greeted him. "I' It's m glad you found some time to fix that damn window."

"Of course, Mr. Baker." Matt smiled. "A window that doesn't close is a pain. Especially in autumn."

"You can say that again." The old man walked into his house and Matt followed him. They entered the living room and Mr. Baker pointed at one of the windows. "That's the little bastard." He laughed. "I would have fixed it myself but I am all thumbs. My wife told me to call you, said you would get it done in no time while I would end up in the hospital."

Matt laughed while he opened his toolbox. "Your wife was right. It's just one of the hinges and the handle is jammed." He began to work while the old man sat down on the couch, watching him. "Mr. Casey, I hope you don't mind me telling you, but you look very tired."

"Had a tough shift." Matt reached for a screwdriver. "Wife lost her husband in a fire."

"Oh my God." Mr. Baker shook his head. "That's terrible. You couldn't do anything?"

"No, the whole building was like an oven when we arrived. Way too dangerous to run inside."

"I'm so sorry. That must be hard on you." The old man looked at him. "You should go home after this, holding your wife very close to you." He pointed at Matt's wedding band. He was still wearing it when he wasn't on shift.

"She left." Matt closed the window. "I'm done, no more draught in here"

"Thank you." Mr. Baker got up. "I don't know what happened and it's none of my business, but if you still love her, and I can see in your eyes that you do, get her back. Don't let your pride get in the way, do everything you can to get her back."

"I already did that." Matt closed his toolbox. "Didn't work."

"I lost my Annie once." Mr. Baker smiled. "I was so stubborn back then. But she came back to me."

"What did you do?" Matt was curious. "To bring her back?"

"I called her every day and told her that I love her. Took me six months to change her mind." Mr. Baker laughed. "But I was successful in the end. She's still mine."

"Glad to hear" Matt walked outside and put the toolbox back in his truck. Mr. Baker handed him his wage. "Thank you, Mr. Casey. I'll call again if something needs to be fixed."

"Have a nice day, Mr. Baker." Matt got into his truck. Before he drove away he could her the old man yelling. "Call her!" He sighed. If only he could do that. He reached for his phone and checked his voicemail. Nothing.

Gabby

"Dawson, you're doing one hell of a job with that hospital" Chief Hatcher was visibly proud of her.

"Thank you, Chief Hatcher" Gabby smiled. "I really love this job and Mr. Carter is a great partner to work with." She winked at Carter who was standing next to her.

"Glad to hear, you two are getting along together." Chief Hatcher pointed at the plans that were pinned on the wall at Gabby's office. "We really need that hospital."

"We know." Carter said. "That's why we are building it. We met with some investors yesterday and it went really well. They all want to give us money."

"Glad to hear that. I have an appointment now, but Dawson, I'll call you later. Are you ready to work in the field again? We need a badass PIC in the crisis area."

Gabby didn't know what to say. She really wanted to do it but she knew she couldn't. "Actually, Chief, I can't do that. I'm very busy with planning the hospital and everything."

"I'm sure you can do both, Dawson. With Carter at your side it should be fine."

"Chief, I can't work in the field. I would never forgive myself, if something happened." Gabby took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant."

"Oh, congratulations, Dawson. Does that mean you want to go back to Chicago?"

"No" Gabby shook her head. "I don't. And I don't want anybody to know."

"Copy that." Chief Hatcher looked at her. "I won't tell anybody." He walked out of her office and Gabby sighed.

"He seems to know that it doesn't make sense to tell Gabby Dawson what to do" Carter laughed.

"Oh yes" Gabby grinned. "He was my boss back in Chicago too. Used to say that I'm responsible for most of his grey hairs."

"I can imagine that." Carter looked at the plans. "If everything goes by plan, the hospital should be finished in about 10 months."

"Sounds great" Gabby sat down in her chair and closed her eyes for a second. "I feel dizzy"

"Another joy of being pregnant." Carter joked. "We are done here, you want me to give you a ride home?"

"No, I need to talk to someone." Gabby looked through the open door. Mike Hunter was sitting on his desk.

"I thought your husband was back in Chicago"

"He is." Gabby swallowed. "That's the guy I threw up at."

"Oops" Carter chuckled. "And you want to tell him how sorry you are?"

"Exactly." Gabby got up and walked into the bullpen. "Mike? Do you have a minute?"

"Of course." He looked up from his work. "What is it, Gabby?"

"I'm so sorry for everything that happened. But…"

"You're not ready for a new relationship. At least not yet?"

"How do you know?"

"Well, you throwing up every time I touched you was a hint." Mike grinned. "It's okay, Gabby. I get it."

"Thank you. No bad blood?"

"No bad blood."

Gabby turned around to go back into her office but bumped into Carol who just came back from a call.

"Wanna grab a coffee after shift?"

"Sure. Did you call him yet?" Carol couldn't help it.

"No" Gabby looked down. "I can't."

"Come with me." Carol dragged her into the office and closed the door. "Did you even try?"

"Like I said, I can't. I'm not ready now."

"You do realize that it'll get harder the longer you wait?"

Tears were rolling down Gabby's eyes. "I know. But I don't know if I can tell him on the phone."

"Gabby, you should at least call him and tell him that you need to talk. Like I said before, don't make the same mistake I did."

"I will call him after shift." Deep inside Gabby knew that it was the right thing to do, but she didn't know if she had the strength to do the right thing.

"Do you want to use my phone?"

"No" Gabby laughed. "He's my husband, not a crazy creep. It's okay when he knows my new number."

Matt

It was almost 8 when he came back from his last construction job of the day. All he wanted to do was taking a hot shower and lay down on the couch to watch the hockey game on his DVR. Matt parked his truck in front of the apartment building. When he got out someone called his name. He looked around and saw Kelly standing on the pavement. "I called you three times to tell you I was coming over to watch the game."

"Sorry, my phone was on vibrate." Matt opened the door and they got into the apartment. "Make yourself at home. I'll take a shower." Matt disappeared into the bedroom and Kelly took one beer of the six-pack he brought and sat down on the couch. He turned on the TV and zapped through the channels. Suddenly a noise attracted his attention. Matt had left his phone on the coffee table and it was vibrating. No caller ID.

"Did you bring beer?" Matt was asking from the kitchen.

"Yeah in the fridge." Kelly yelled back.

Matt came into the living room, a cold beer in his hand. He sat down next to Kelly on the couch and selected the recorded game on the DVR menu.

"Someone called you earlier. No caller ID." Kelly told him before he could press the play button. Matt reached for his phone on the coffee table. "Yup. No caller ID and no voicemail." He put the phone back on the coffee table and started the game. "Probably just a marketing call."

"Yeah, probably." Kelly took a sip from his beer. "Have you heard from the Mrs. yet?"

"Nope and I don't think she'll call anytime soon and yes I miss her like crazy but no, I don't wanna talk about it. I just want to watch the game. I'm done talking about my feelings."

"Copy that."

The two men watched the game in silence only interrupted by cheering for every goal the Blackhawks scored. After Kelly had left, Matt called it a day and made himself comfortable in his bed. It had been a long hard day but he enjoyed the physical work, it prevented him from drowning in his sorrow. He reached for the book on his nightstand and started reading. It was a thriller about a guy who had to run away from the mafia after witnessing a murder. He really liked it. Matt heard his phone vibrating on the dresser and wondered who called him this late. He got up and looked at it. No caller ID. "Matt Casey. Hello?" No answer. Complete silence on the other site. "Hello? Who's there?" Nothing. "Okay, this is not funny." He ended the call and went back into bed. When he laid down, he heard the phone vibrating again but this time he decided to ignore it. Whoever it was, wasn't worth the attention. Probably just someone who wanted to pull a prank. He set the alarm clock and put the book on the nightstand. After switching the lights off, Matt closed his eyes and fell asleep soon. There was a smile on his face while he slept. He dreamed of Gabby, like every night since she had left.

Gabby

When she came home from work, Gabby took a hot shower and laid down on her couch afterwards. It was almost 8 and she was very tired. The baby was sucking up a lot of her energy. Grabbing the blanket from the armchair, Gabby tucked herself in and closed her eyes. A little nap would be okay, she decided. After what felt like seconds, she was woken up by a knock on her door. Gabby yawned and got up. Carol was standing on the other side of her door. "Hey, did I wake you up?"

"Yep. I was so tired after shift." Gabby looked at her watch. "I slept for half an hour."

"Did you call your husband yet?" Carol walked into the living room.

"No" Gabby shook her head. "I wanted to but then I freaked out." She put a hand on her still flat belly. "Maybe I should give it some more time"

"Oh no, you shouldn't." Carol shook her head. "You have to tell him, you can't wait until you're visibly pregnant."

"Why not?" Gabby was stubborn. "I just don't feel ready yet."

"Newsflash: You never will. Because there's no such thing as the perfect moment to tell your husband you're pregnant after you left him."

Carol reached for Gabby's phone on the coffee table. Scrolling through the contacts she soon found what she had been looking for. She dialed and gave the phone to Gabby. "Talk to him"

Gabby's hands were shaking when she reached for the phone. She put it on her ear and the sound of the dialing tone made her feel dizzy. After what felt like an eternity the call went to voicemail.

"Hey this is Matt, please leave a message after the tone. PS: If this is Gabby, I still love you."

Gabby let the phone fall to the ground. "What happened?" Carol looked at her. "Did he pick up?" Gabby shook her head.

"Call went to voicemail."

"Then why are you so shocked?"

"The message… the message.. he said…" Gabby stammered. "He...he said that he still loves me."

"On his voicemail?!" Carol couldn't believe what she heard. "He must really love you."

"I know" Gabby started to cry. " I'm a coward."

"Yes you are" Carol took her hand. "But it's understandable. You're afraid and that's okay but you really need him at your side."

"Yeah, I miss him like crazy." Tears were rolling down Gabby's cheeks. "Maybe he'll call back."

"He can't" Carol reached for the phone again. "I changed the settings of your phone to no caller ID. Thought it would be easier for you that way."

"So I need to try again?"

"Looks like it." Carol got up. "You want me to make you a tea?"

"That would be nice. I really don't have a lot of energy left. Maybe we can watch a movie together?"

"Great Idea" Carol walked toward the kitchen. "A really cheesy chick flick?"

"Love it." Gabby turned on the TV and started the streaming app. "What about Pretty Woman?"

"You got yourself a deal" Carol came back with two cups of tea. "Need anything else?"

Gabby shook her head. "Just a friend at my side."

"Always at your service" Carol sad down next to Gabby and started the movie. While watching it, Gabby realized that she really couldn't go further down this road. She needed to tell Matt. She would just leave a message on his voicemail. Or maybe she should wait? Gabby argued with herself and when she came to a result the movie was over.

"What were you thinking about the whole time?" Carol knew her friend very well.

"Matt" Gabby reached for the phone. "I need to tell him, you were right. He's probably asleep already, I'll leave a message, so he can call me back."

"Sounds like a plan. You want me to go?"

"No, please stay. I need moral support" Gabby dialed and waited. After three rings he picked up. "Matt Casey, hello?" Gabby wanted to say something, but she couldn't. "Hello, who's there?" She still couldn't say anything. She got teary eyed. "Okay, this is not funny." He sounded annoyed and hung up.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Carol was wondering.

"Just couldn't." Gabby sobbed. "What am I supposed to do now?"

"Change the settings of your phone, so he has your number. Call again, leave a message or if he pick up, talk to him. You don't need to tell him on the phone. You can ask for a meeting."

"Great idea." Gabby took a deep breath before she dialed again. This time with caller ID. After three rings the call went to voicemail. "Hey this is Matt, please leave a message after the tone. PS: If this is Gabby, I still love you."

Her voice was shaking when she started to speak. "Matt, this is Gabby. I still love you too and I really need to talk to you. Please call me back. Bye" She hung up.

"I'm proud of you" Carol hugged her. "You made the first step in the right direction."

"Don't know if I'll have the strength to tell him." Gabby smirked. "That I left for nothing, that we fought over nothing."

"You told me, you talked it out, before you left."

"Yeah, but afterwards I walked out of the apartment without saying goodbye."

"So what? Maybe he's a little bit pissed…nothing to worry about" Carol joked and Gabby laughed.

"You're right. I'm pretty sure he'll call me back tomorrow." Gabby yawned. "Guess I need to go to bed. I have a meeting with Carter tomorrow morning at the construction site."

"And I have to be at the station very early" Carol got up and walked to the door. "See you tomorrow. I hope he'll call you back. Call me, if you need anything."

"Thanks. I will." Gabby closed the door behind Carol and went into her bathroom to get ready for bed. She changed into her pajama and brushed her teeth. When she climbed into her bed, she took a last look on her phone. Nothing. Gabby fell asleep pretty quick with a little smile on her face, because she dreamed of Matt, like almost every night. The sound of the alarm clock woke her up after what felt like minutes. But it was 6:30am. Time to get up. Gabby took a quick shower and got dressed. When she opened the fridge and the smell of the leftover Lasagna hit her, she ran back into the bathroom and threw up. Apparently the smell of food wasn't something the baby appreciated in the morning. She rubbed over her belly. "It would be really nice, if you could stop this. We have a tight schedule today and I don't want to throw up in front of the investors."

Gabby brushed her teeth again before walking back into the kitchen to make breakfast. She was craving fruit salad and cereals right now. When she sat down on her kitchen table, her phone started ringing. She took it and looked at the Caller ID: "Matt". Taking a very deep breath, she answered the call. "Hey Matt"