Disclaimer: Do not own Chicago Fire. It belongs to Dick Wolf.

Sarah had been in the back helping Stella with inventory when all of a sudden she heard a male moan and then a female moan, both coming from the bar.

"Oh boy" Sarah thought. Chris was going to have to fumigate the bar. She knew Kelly was interested in Stella. He had been going back and forth with he speed in telling how he felt. However, it was getting old fast.

Hearing more moans, Sarah's curiosity got the better of her, so she peaked through the window leading to the eating area and noticed Stella's red sweater and brassiere on the floor along with Kelly's black shirt and black leather jacket. She smiled to herself. Those two finally got their act together. Then sighed with resignation knowing that she would have to go to the store and buy anti-bacterial spray for century old wood before Hermann came in after his shift at Firehouse 51.

An hour after Kelly and Stella christened the bar, Kelly started to chuckle with embarrassment.

"What's so funny?"

"We had an audience for about 30 seconds," Kelly admitted with his checks slightly red. He was embarrassed for Stella most of all. As a Lieutenant at Firehouse 51, he had to be aware of his surroundings at all times, if not someone would get hurt.

Stella pushed up on his chest, "What do you mean audience?"

"Didn't you tell me you had to do inventory?"

Stella looked at him like he had two heads and then her mind cleared. She ducked her head and groaned with embarrassment. "I'm going to have to buy Sarah one of her Iris/Chocolate blended coffees as we disinfect Hermann's bar. The boys will tease me to no end if they knew."

Kelly chuckled. They both wouldn't hear the end of it with both Squad and Truck. They would tease them mercilessly. The house was in conflict relationship wise. He and Stella didn't need to add to the drama. Both Kelly and Stella both got up from where they were laying and immediately dressed. They would both come back early in the morning and help disinfect the bar before shift the next morning and bring Sarah her coffee that was mostly sugar to apologize leaving her in a lurch.