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A/N: Thanks to everyone who gave the first chapter a follow and reviewed it. SOOO as the terrible writer that I am, I've been spreading myself thin writing so many stories at the same time. I write the inspiration that comes to me and right now this is it. I know that not everyone ships this couple but I hope that everyone who dpoes enjoys this story that I decided to turn into a multi chapter fic.

Antonio walked into his place late that night, the case they had been working on for the past 2 days weighing hard on him. Two teenage girls had been shot, both DOA on scene and, tonight, the case had come to a head, the guy responsible for it, bloody in the cage at the 21st.

The adrenaline took his feet in the direction of the offender, his gun firmly in his hand, ready for anything. He was thankful though when Kevin tackled him from the side as he was getting in closer from behind. He had to be held back by Voight because he was so angry, a vision of Eva coming through his mind. Voight had locked him up in the cage to let him simmer a bit while everyone went upstairs to finish up the case.

"Antonio, my office." Everyone watched as Antonio walked inside their boss's office, everyone knowing why he had been called in.

"Look Voight."

"Don't look Voight me. I know this is hard and trust me, I know what's going on through your mind but you can't let your emotions come in the way of this case."

"Coming from you, that's rich." He yelled, not caring who heard.

"Times are changing."

"They can change another time. I just want five minutes with him Sarge, five minutes to know why he did it."

"Five minutes Antonio, I mean it." He let his detective walk out without another word, the rest of the team wondering why he was let go so easily.

"Atwater, don't let him do anything stupid." Was Voight's only instruction.

Antonio was more than happy when he got to the cage and no one was to be seen. He unlocked the door and let it slam against the fence.

"Why'd you do it huh?" The guy grinned and before he even knew it, he was served a right hook to the face by Antonio and then another and another, leaving him bloodied and Kevin grabbed a hold of him before he could do anymore damage.

"Take a walk." He warned him but Antonio came back charging, Atwater not budging on one side and hands pulling him back from behind.

"I'm not going to say this again. Go home Antonio." Antonio pulled himself out of Voight's grasp and went for the door.

He looked at his reflection in the mirror as he washed the blood off of his hands, angry with himself for losing his temper. The hot shower he took after did nothing to calm his frustration and once changed, he grabbed a beer and checked his phone for any missed calls. Usually when she was off, Sylvie was at his place but she was on shift right now and he was happy she hadn't seen him return with blood on his hands. He sent her a quick text and found his spot on the couch, hoping to find something to distract him on tv.

Shift was slow at 51 and no one had in mind to jinx it so everyone took it easy, Sylvie reading at her bunk. She knew Antonio would get off soon and she wished she was at his place instead of on shift. She looked down as her phone vibrated and she smiled when she saw it was from him but as soon as she read what was in it, she dialed his number, waiting for him to answer.

Antonio was actually surprised when his phone started ringing, Sylvie's name flashing on the screen.

"Hey babe, everything ok?" He asked her.

"I got your text, I was calling to know if you were ok."

"Rough day, wish you were off."

"How about I come over after shift and we can talk."

"Sounds great. Be careful out there." He heard the bell ringing in the background.

"I will. I love you." And the line went dead, leaving Antonio to his thoughts and his beer.

He took two more before he eventually caved in and went to bed. He missed her lying in his arms, her head on his chest but just the thoughts of her lulled him to sleep.

Ambo 61 came back from their call, the two girls exhausted. "Go take a shower and try to grab some sleep." Gabby offered Brett.

"A shower sounds good but I don't think I'd be able to sleep, I'm too worried about Antonio." She sighed.

"What's wrong? Did something happen to him?" Gabby knew the risks of what he did but hearing news that her brother was injured was never easy for her.

"He said they had a rough case, he sounded weird on the phone before the bells rang."

"There's just a few hours left to shift, I'm sure he'd be happy to see you."

"That's the plan." She smirked as she went into the bunkroom and grabbed her stuff to take a shower. Gabby simply shook her head, amused and headed to Matt's office before doing like Brett and hitting the showers.

Sylvie let the warm water run down her body while her hands rested on the shower walls. They had gotten a tough call and her muscles were tight, another reason why she'd wished she was at Antonio's tonight. When She was back into clean clothes, She went to lie down on her bunk, looking at her phone. There was no good night text from Antonio and it worried her a little. She figured that he'd crashed on his couch or something from the long day he had had so she refrained from texting or calling him so he could rest and she closed her own eyes, hoping the rest of the evening would be quiet. Not a second after she had closed her eyes though did the bell ring, calling Ambo one more time that night.

Antonio's peaceful sleep didn't take long to be disturbed. Images were playing behind his eyelids and whatever they were was making his body thrash.

Images of the night's case were plaguing his dream world and they appeared like short flashes, each gruesome image accompanied by Brett's face where the victims were and just like that, he bolted upright in his bed, his shirt drenched in sweat and his breathing heavy and ragged. He ran a hand on Sylvie's side of his bed and took a few deep breaths to try to calm himself but it wasn't working. He stepped out of bed and changed his shirt before grabbing his keys to go see the one person who could make things better tonight.

The drive to Firehouse 51 was a blur as he sped through the streets of Chicago, knowing the way by heart. When he parked in front of the Firehouse, he noticed the garage doors open and the rigs there but Ambo 61 gone. He didn't want to go because he didn't want to answer any questions about being there in the middle of the night so he waited, his hands deep in his pockets.

"I hope this was our last call, this shift is taking forever." Sylvie complained.

"Just a few more hours and you're out of here." Gabby simply chuckled. Sure she had been weirded out the first time she had found out about Brett and her brother but with a bit more perspective, they made sense and they were making each other happy, which was the most important to her eyes. "Is that?" Gabby looked ahead of her and saw a familiar figure on the apparatus floor.

"Antonio?" Sylvie couldn't believe her eyes.

"What the hell is he doing here?" Gabby couldn't understand why her brother would be here before dawn, pacing.

"I don't know." Sylvie had a really bad feeling about this. She parked the rig in its spot and as soon as she hopped out from her side, she was received by a crushing hug.

"You're ok." He whispered in her neck.

"Antonio, what's going on?" Sylvie asked once he had released her, looking her up and down, making sure nothing was out of place. One look from her brother to Sylvie and Gabby left the alone, Antonio clearly shook about something and wanting some alone time with Sylvie.

"I had a bad dream and I had this feeling deep in my gut that something happened to you. Did something happen on a call tonight?" His fingers were roaming her body in search of anything wrong.

"No, nothing happened out of the ordinary. Where is all of this coming from?" She guided him to the back of ambo, the two sitting on the bumper.

"It's been a really rough day, a rough case."

"Shift's almost over. How about we grab breakfast on the way home and you can tell me all about it while I rub those knots out of you." She pulled him to her and pressed her lips firmly to his.

"That sounds perfect." The sun had slowly started to rise and the sky was changing colours.

"I'll go change. I'll meet you at your car?" She positioned herself between his legs, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"What about your car?"

"We can come back to get it later. Right now, I need to take care of my man as soon as we get home." She kissed him.

"I love the sound of that." They kissed again and Sylvie went inside under Antonio's watchful eye. The two returned home to spend some quality time together, Antonio's fears coming to a rest as he held his girl in his arms.

A/N:So, here is another one. I got the idea and just went with it. Hope you enjoyed it and please take a few seconds to leave a review, I love to know what you guys think - Sarra