Disclaimer: I own nothing except my imagination.

A/N: So this idea came to me as a pre hook up OC story and I decided to have fun with it.

Sylvie and Gabby were sitting on the couch with a beer in hand following a big shift and a short nap. Sure it was early in the afternoon but that's exactly what they both needed. Gabby put her bottle down on the table and headed for the bathroom just as there was a knock on the front door. Sylvie blinked her surprise away before she stood and got the door. In front of her stood Antonio Dawson, the last person she expected to turn up on her doorstep.

"Antonio." She did nothing to hide her surprise.

"I take it Gabby didn't say I was stopping by." He slipped his hands in his pockets and smiled at her.

"She forgot." She chuckled nervously. "Where are my manners? Come in." She moved aside to let him in.

"She's here though." He certainly didn't want to impose if his sister wasn't there.

"Yeah, she eee." She stammered lightly.

"Tonio?" Gabby reappeared, saving Sylvie from the awkward situation.

"Sis." They smiled at each other and hugged. "You could have told Brett I was stopping by, prevent her from the almost heart attack I gave her."

"Sorry." Gabby flinched at the omission. "It totally slipped my mind."

"Nah, it's fine." She waved them off. "Do you want something to drink Antonio?"

"Whatever you guys are having." He pointed towards the beer bottles on the table.

"Coming right up." Brett left the two siblings in the living room while she walked towards the fridge. She watched from the kitchen as Antonio took a seat on her couch. She wondered about the reason behind Gabby's request to meet her here and not somewhere else but didn't dwell too much on that as she kept her eyes on Antonio. She had always though he was a good looking man but having him show up at her doorstep and now sitting in her living room, something else was stirring inside of her. She quickly grabbed the beer before they wondered how come it was taking her so long and walked back towards them. She twisted the cap before handing him the beer with a smile.

"Here you go."

"Thanks." He nodded and returned to Gabby. "So, mom and dad's anniversary. What's bugging you so much that it had to be all secretive here?" Sylvie listened at their discussion without too much attention since she didn't know their parents.

"I have no idea what to get them and we can't just not give them anything, we're talking fourty years here."

"Wow, fourty year's." Both turned to look at her, forgetting where they were for a second.

"Yeah, fourty years, it needs to be remembered."

"You're the girl, you should figure these things out. I don't get what I have to do with it."

"I need your help and besides, you've been around longer, you've seen things." She countered.

"The hell." Antonio gave her a what the fuck look.

"Maybe I can give a suggestion."

"We'll Antonio's not helping." She gave him the dirty eye. "I'm listening."

"Well, fourty years is a lot of memories. So what about if you can find a way to sneak into old photo albums and make some kind of montage and frame it for them. It can be of them alone before she had you to pictures of you as kids and now with Diego and Eva, you could get all of these things together." She suggested, looking between the two siblings.

"See, you don't need me." He gave Sylvie a smile that would have made her knees buckle if she had't been sitting down. "I think that's a great idea."

"Thanks." She said shyly.

"You're not getting off the hook that easily. You're going to help me look and you'll find me some pictures of the kids when they were little that I can use."

"Fine, fine, I give up." He threw his hands in the air to surrender, knowing he wouldn't win this argument with his sister. "I'll help you." He sighed as the radio on his hip crackled to life. "Detective Dawson, I'm a few blocks out, I'll be right there." He answered back. "I gotta go sis. Keep me posted?"

"Will do. Be careful out there."

"Always am. It was great seeing you again Brett."

"Good seeing you too." She smiled shyly at him as he opened her front door and left. She closed the door and turned to Gabby. "You could have told me he was coming over." She hissed, trying to hide the red that was starting to rise in her cheeks.

"I'm sorry, it totally slipped my mind, I swear." Gabby raised her hands in surrender. "Listen, I got to go but thanks for the present idea, I think it's perfect."

"Anytime." She smiled genuinely at her. "I'll see you back on shift in the morning."

Sylvie closed the door behind Gabby and pressed her back to it, exhaling deeply. "What the hell was this?" She whispered under her breath before pushing herself away from the door. She picked up all three beer bottles and placed them in the sink before she grabbed her romance novel from her nightstand and settled on her couch, a blanket on her legs. She found where she had left it last and started reading. It took a few pages before her mind totally spaced out.

"Babe, you want a beer?" The voice said from the kitchen.

"Sure." She smiled and settled the book down and waited for the person to appear.

"How was shift?" Her smile broadened when she saw Antonio appear from the kitchen.

"Rough. Ambo got most of the calls." She took the bottle he was handing her, taking a long pull of it.

"Looks like you need a little distraction." He at down next to her and pulled her legs on his lap.

"Antonio, you don't have to." She tried protesting but his hands were already working wonders on her feet.

"Gotta take care of my girl."

"You're girl happens to be the luckiest one around." She took another drink of her beer. She could tell that his eyes were on her and it made her smile.

"And she's about to get a whole lot luckier." She could see the love and lust in his eyes as he set her feet down and took the beer bottle out of her hand, setting it on the table. He leaned over her and pulled her gently down so her back was against the couch, his body hovering dangerously close over hers. "I missed you last night." His lips were so close to hers.

"I missed you too." His lips crushed hers instantly in a heated kiss. He pressed his tongue to her lips and she gladly gave him access, letting him explore her mouth, their tongues in a battle for control. He ran a hand under her shirt, making her body arch to meet his, feeling his want for her between her legs. "Antonio." She whimpered as his hands touched her skin, lifting her shirt a bit higher up her toned abs.

"Babe?" His lips were now on her neck as he discarded her shirt to the floor, leaving her in a simple black bra.

"If you're going to start something, you better be willing to finish it." She panted as his lips attacked her neck and shoulder, her fingers in his hair.

"Oh I will." He claimed her lips again as he pressed his body into hers.

The third ring of her phone pulled her out of her state of daydream, her body still flustered from it. "Chief?" She answered, recognizing the number. "I'll be right there." She placed her cell on the table and released a deep sigh. She knew she'd need a quick cold shower before she could set foot in the firehouse to relieve third watch's sick paramedic.

The shower wasn't a long process and since she needed to be quick, she put on her work clothes and headed out the door. As she set foot in the firehouse, the overhead paging system went off, calling ambo 61 and Truck 81 for some police assistance.

"Way to start with a bang." Her partner Mitchell called with a chuckle.

"I'd say." She grumbled, slipping in the passenger seat. She had done a few shifts with Mitchell and she had found that she was easy to lead. The ambo stopped at the sight of squad cars and both girls jumped out, Mitchen taking the jump bag and Brett the oxygen. "Where do you need us?" Sylvie questionned and took an nervous step back when someone turned to look at her.

"We know there's someone injured in the house but we're under fire." She was now face to face with a vested Antonio. "We just need you to stay back while 81 helps us with the door and as soon as we bring the victim out safely, we'll bring him to you." She nodded, not trusting her voice right now.

"Everything ok Brett?" Sylvie blinked a few times and looked at her fellow paramedic.

"Just peachy." She couldn't help her eyes from following Antonio, even if he had returned to his previous position behind the open door of his truck. Truck 81 drove as close to the house as they could and then Matt pulled the chains, hidden behind police shields and hooked them onto the steel door. Antonio and the rest of Intelligence made their way behind them, guns raised, ready for anything. Atwater gave the go ahead and Otis started putting the truck in reverse, the door giving easily.

Otis turned back and returned to the rig when Sylvie heard it. "We need a medic in here." She didn't hesitate and took the jump bag and the back board from Mitchell, running towards the house. She carefully made her way to where they were and found a man with a deep wound to the neck. She put the bag on the ground and kneeled down next to him, taking some gauze out.

"I need to pack the wound if we have any chance of bringing him to Med." She reached for more gauze but she was handed some from Antonio. "Thanks." She said timidly, returning to work on the patient. She wrapped the fabric around his neck and asked for help with the backboard, Ruzek giving her a hand by turning the man to his side while she slid it under him. Atwater and Ruzek proceeded in lifting him and taking him directly towards the ambo, Antonio staying behind to make sure that Sylvie came out unharmed.

"Thanks for helping us out." He smiled at her as they walked out on the front porch.

"Anytime." She smiled back at him. He placed a hand on the small of her back to guide her down but something caught his eye in the sun.

"Sylvie." The shots rang in her ears as Antonio stood directly in front of her, shielding her from the gunshots. When she managed to come to her senses, she felt a heavy weight on top of her and started panicking.

"Antonio." She tried taking him off her but he was too heavy. It took a few seconds before he came to his senses as well.

"Are you ok?" He pushed himself up off of her and looked her over.

"I'm fine." Her heart was thumping in her chest wildly, fear and adrenaline running through her body. The commotion from the shooters arrest was lost on them, the two alone in their world. "You took two bullets for me." She all but yelled as he helped her up.

"I'm okay, don't worry about me." He insisted, holding his side.

"You're hurt." Her first instinct was to reach out to where his hand was to take a look.

"It hit the vest, I'm ok Sylvie." He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Tell me you're ok otherwise Gabby will have my head." He chuckled, trying to make her relax.

"I'm fine. We better get going." SHe turned around but the ambo was already gone.

"Come on, I'll give you a ride to Med." She followed him without question but the ride to the hospital was spent in complete silence, Sylvie staring at the speeding scenery. As they entered the ER, Antonio gave Sylvie's arm a squeeze and followed Voight to get an update on their patient.

"Hey, are you ok?" Mitchell asked her, taking her by the arm.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She breathed in and out quickly.

"Don't ever scare us like that."

"I'll try not to." They got into the ambo and went back to 51. The rest of shift was fairly quiet but Brett was more than happy to get out of there. She was in need of a shower to untense her muscles but once under the hot mist, she broke down crying, crouching down at the bottom of the shower. She managed to wash herself quickly and decided that a nap would help her get rid of the memories. She dressed in nothing but her underwear and a tank top and slid under her covers.

She closed her eyes but all she could see was a worried Antonio looking at her and wanted nothing more than to be held by his strong arms. She fell asleep with that thought and woke up later in the afternoon. Her body was heavy and she decided on yet another shower to try to relax her. The hot water did it's job this time and she wrapped a towel around her body and went on the hunt for something to wear. She was going to head over to Molly's and take a drink in order to forget her day. She took a pair of leather pants and paired it with a plunging blue top, her eyes popping even more. She dried her hair and pulled them up quickly in a top bun before she did her make up. She took a quick bite before leaving since she hadn't eaten much and made her way towards Molly's around nine.

She pushed the door to Molly's open and smiled when she saw Gabby tending the bar with Herrman. She made her way to them and ordered her drink, Mitchell coming to sit with her. "Hope you're feeling better."

"Better? What happened?" Gabby felt a sudden rush of concern for her best friend.

"Nothing, I'm fine." She waved her off. SHe turned her head in an attempt to make her drop the subject but her eyes connected with Antonio's who was walking into the bar and she smiled broadly at him before getting up and going towards him. "Antonio. How's your side?" She pointed to where he had recieved the bullets.

"It's fine, just a bit sore." He assured her. "What about you? You ok?" He couldn't keep his eyes off of her lips but she was oblivious to it.

"Yeah I'm good." She smiled back at him.

"We have an audience." He could see his sister looking at them. She looked behind her shoulder and saw the look on Gabby's face.

"She's trying to figure out what happened today."

"You told her?" He asked as she looked back at him.

"No. I don't want her to worry."

"You know that she'll never budge right?"

"I know." She shrugged. "Let me buy you a drink? It's the least I can do for you saving my life."

"Sure." He followed her back to where her own drink was. He ordered what he wanted from Herrmann and Sylvie told him to put it on her tab. "He took his beer and they made it to a booth in the back where they'd be a bit more quiet. He helped get in and he took the seat opposite from her. "Are you sure you're ok?" He questioned her as he looked at her intently.

"Antonio, I'm fine, I promise." She smiled at him, trying to ease the worry she could see on his brow.

"When I heard the shots, I was so scared that I wasn't fast enough to save you." He reached across the table and took her small hand in his larger one.

"You have no idea how terrified I was when you were not moving on top of me. I thought I'd have to tell Gabby that we'd lost you and that it was all my fault. I don't know how I would have lived with myself." The thought was making the bile rise up in her throat and her eyes water.

"I've seen worst and besides, we're both ok, that's what matters." Their fingers were still intertwined and neither one of them wanted to let go. They kept talking for a while and lost track of time.

When Sylvie saw the time on the watch that was sitting on Antonio's wrist and realized for the first time that it was nearing midnight. "Oh wow, I didn't know it was so late. I think I'll call it a night." It made Antonio look at the time too but he was enjoying her company.

"Stay a bit longer?"

"I really should go, it's been a long 24 hours." She stood up, leaving some money on the table. She stopped directly in front of the seat he was in and smiled at him. "Thanks again for saving my life." She leaned in and pressed her lips to his in a sweet kiss before she left Antonio completely dumbfounded. He ran his fingers along his lips and looked at the door where Sylvie had disappeared from. He had thought all evening about how her lips would feel against his but he never thought it would be like this. He grabbed his coat and headed out the door. He knew where Sylvie lived so he drove through the streets of Chicago and stopped in front of her building. He took a deep breath and killed the engine, making his way up the stairs towards the door he knew was hers. He knocked three times and waited. He knew that this was a long shot but he couldn't not take that chance. The door swung open and he found a surprised Sylvie on the other side.

"Antonio?" She didn't hide her surprise to see him.

"Did you really think that you could kiss me like that and not expect me to want more?"

"I." She was quieted by his lips on hers, his tongue asking for access and she granting it. She took a ragged breath when they parted. "This is better than what I ever imagined." She slowly opened her eyes to look at him, her heart beating wildly in her ribcage.

"You don't need to imagine anymore." He kissed her again as he closed the door with his foot, Sylvie's arms wrapping around his shoulder and pulling him to her, his hands on her hips. Sylvie threw caution out the window and let her imagination run wild with him.

A/N: I hope that you guys liked it and please take a few seconds to review before you leave - Sarra