Chapter Four

Casey and Severide decided to take the stairs and walk up a few floors so they could relieve some stress.

Severide looked at his friend and sighed, "Talk to me, man. I know you've got a lot of thoughts right now."

Casey nodded and sat down on a step, Severide sat right beside him after a few seconds.

"I just...she shouldn't be here right now. It should be instead of her, she doesn't deserve this."

Severide quickly shook his head, "Casey, you and I both know that Brett would rather it be her there than any one of us, so don't blame your self or think any of those thoughts. None of this is your fault in any way, Brett was just doing her job, which she loves."

"You're right." Agreed Casey as he pulled his phone out of his pocket and checked to see if anyone called with an update.

"Hey, didn't you and Brett get kicked out of a restaurant on your first date?" Questioned Severide as he tried to think of anything that would get his friend's mind off of their current situation.

Casey let out a small laugh as he thought about that night.

"How do I look?" Asked Brett as she spun around in her new light baby blue dress.

Foster and Kidd both laughed at her.

"Babe, you look fine. Casey will be very lucky to have you as his date tonight." Commented Kidd as she got up off of Sylvie's bed and brought Brett her silver heels.

"Are you sure? He said we were going out to eat but he didn't really give me any other details."

Foster laid back on the bed, shook her head and started laughing, "Brett! You look amazing! Stop worrying."

Brett looked at her friends and nodded, "Yeah, you're right. Casey's amazing, and I shouldn't be worried."

"No, you shouldn't. Now come on we need to finish your makeup." Said the always loud Kidd as both she Foster pushed Brett down on her bed and began with her makeup.

Severide laughed as he watched Casey check himself in the mirror for the tenth time in the last minute.

"Dude, you look fine quit checking yourself out in the mirror."

Casey looked over at his friend sitting on the couch watching the Cubs' game and sighed, "I don't know, man. I just don't want to mess anything up; we've been trying to do this for a while now."

"It will be fine. It's you and Brett, you too are clearly in love with each other."

Casey rolled his eyes and grabbed his keys off the table, "Hey, where's Kidd. I thought the two of you would be watching the game together."

"Ughh, she said she had to do something with Brett and Foster before she came over."

"Okay, wish me luck." Called Casey as he walked out of the loft door.

Brett looked at her self one more time in the mirror before she grabbed her purse and made her way into the living room.

She was only in there for about a minute when she heard a soft knock on her door.

"Hey," Smiled Brett as she opened her door and saw a very handsome Matthew Casey standing there wearing a very nice suit.

"Wow, Brett you look beautiful."

Brett bashfully looked down at herself and blushed, "You look pretty good yourself, Captain."

"Are you ready to go?" Asked Casey with a huge smirk on his face as he thought about how beautiful his date looked.

The ride to the restaurant was filled with laughs and many stories about Foster's overdramatic antics over a call last shift that involved many spiders.

"Wow, this restaurant is beautiful. I can't believe you got us a reservation when they only opened last week."

Casey looked at Brett and smirked, "A friend did me a favor?"

"Was this friend Kelly Severide?" Inquired Brett with a smile as she raised her wine glass to her beautiful plump lips.

Casey looked over and let out a slight nod before they both let out a laugh.

"Matthew Casey?" Asked this very busty, in Brett's opinion, redhead that walked over and stood right in front of their table

Casey looked up at the blonde and immediately closed his eyes and wished this was a dream.

"Who's that?" Asked Brett as she leaned across the table and looked at Casey.

Casey wanted to slam his head on the table at that exact moment, "Ummmh, hey Trista. How are you?"

Trista looked at Casey and dramatically rolled her eyes, "You have some nerve showing up here in my restaurant after sleeping with me months ago and not ever calling me back."

"This is your restaurant?" Asked Casey with wide eyes as he looked at the fire-mad redhead in front of him

"Yeah, and I think the two of you should leave. I don't want dirtbags who never call girls back in my restaurant."

Casey looked at Brett and immediately felt embarrassment wash over him like it was a cold shower.

"Ummm, Trista…"

Trista shook her head pointed towards the door before Casey could finish, "Nope, and I don't want to hear it." Trista turned to look at Brett as she and Casey got up from the table, "And word of advice, sweety; he never calls back."

Both Brett and Casey walked out of the restaurant and immediately started laughing at how things had turned around so quickly.

"Brett, I am so sorry. I had no idea she owned the restaurant. I met her six months ago and haven't seen her since."

Brett looked over at Casey and giggled, "Casey, it's really no big deal. I have to say though, I have never been thrown out of a five-star restaurant."

Casey laughed as he got his truck door for Brett. "Yeah, I'd have to say too, that you're my cheapest first date ever since they didn't even let us pay our bill."

Both giggled and laughed the whole way to Brett's apartment.

"Well, Mr. Casey thank you for a very interesting night. It's definitely one I'm sure I'll remember."

Casey grinned and shut off his truck so that he could walk Brett to her door.

"Night, Matt." Said Brett as she unlocked her door and turned to look at Casey.

"Goodnight, Sylvie." Whispered Casey as he threw his arms around Brett and pulled her in for a first kiss neither of them would forget.

"Sorry…" Started Casey when he and Brett finally broke apart.

"Don't apologize, that was...amazing." Smiled Brett.

"See you tomorrow for shift." Said Casey as he started to turn around and walk away.

"Oh, Casey." Yelled Brett.

Casey turned and stared at Brett.

"Promise you'll call?"

Both laughed and said goodnight again.

Casey looked over at his friend in the stairwell and smiled. "Yeah, I remember that night it was one of the best nights of my life."

Severide nodded and clapped his best friend on the shoulder, "Maybe we should get back now, man."

"Yeah, let's go." Said Casey as he jumped up and led them the way back to their waiting group.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

"Have you heard anything?" Instantly asked Casey as both he and Severide came back into view of the group.

Right as Cruz was about to answer a young doctor stepped into the waiting room, wearing what he hoped was not Brett's blood all over him. "Sylvie Brett." He tiredly called out as he eyed everyone in the waiting room. Everyone jumped up at once like they were on a trampoline. "Are you all here for Ms. Brett?" The doctor carefully asked.

"Yes, we're her family. Is she okay?" Casey rushed out as he searched the doctor's face looking for any sign of news.

The doctor looked at all of them and shook his head.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

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