Rafferty was walking slowly to the nearest bus stop, the weather was a bit cold so she decided to take a bus. Now when the cold air of Chicago hit her, she realised how stoned and tipsy she was. Trying to remember the last time she'd smoked pot, the reality hit her - every time she did that, she was soooo horny.
Her phone beeped so she took it out of pocket. Her fingers were a bit cold and because of all the alcohol running through her veins she had some trouble with unlocking it.
She clicked the app and blinked her eyes i lost a dare - 10s of looking at Leslie chest, even in bra it was something that made her cheeks flush red, her breathing faster and she felt unfamilliar hot wave going through her lower abdomen. Shit - the brunette thought. It's going to be a looong night.
As soon as she entered the warm pub she was greeted by Kelly and Lindsay. Allison smiled and waved to Shay, who was busy behing the bar. The blonde blushed a little and send her a little smile back going back to her previous activity.
"Dawson's running late. Should be here soon, though" - said Kelly seeing her questioning look. "What are you drinking?"
"Whiskey's fine" - said brunette removing her coat and making her comfortable on the stool.
Severide nodded and went behind the counter to make drinks for them. Meanwhile Lindsay followed Rafferty's gaze - she was looking right at Shay. And the blonde was making a small talk with a cute brunette. Rafferty was jealous.
"No need to worry. She's not her type" - Allison turned her head to face the voice. It was Lindsay smiling to her reasuringly. It took her by surprise - she was caught looking at her partner. Reading the look on Rafferty's face the blonde said softly with a blink - "You know, I'm a detective for a reason. But that spot won't be free for ever, so hurry up."
She didn't feel obliged to greet that with a reply, it was a nice surprise since she wasn't the best at talking about and expressing her feelings. She just smiled happy that someone understood her.
On the other hand if she were to reply anything, she couldn't, because Severide interrupted them bringing their drinks and a round of shots.
Rafferty spaced out a little thinking about the whole situation. Here she was. Sitting with her partner's best friend and his girlfriend. Waiting for other people from the firehouse to show up. She bonded with them so easily. It was like a family now. They were accepting her as she was. They were kind, took care of her, invited her to their parties. She never expected that. When she started the job at 51, she thought it'll be like her previous one - just a place that she has to come, do her work, talk with people as little as possible and then go home, watch tv or meet with her old friends from high school.
She was so caught up in her thought that she didn't see that Dawson, Casey and others arrived. There were loudly talking about the score of game they just watched and Dawson was talking with Lindsay about some apartament that she and Casey had found.
The pot was wearing of and so was her mood. She wanted to spend the evening mostly with Shay and she felt stuck between two couples and guys. Herrmann and Otis were starting their shift behind the counter so that Leslie could go and have fun, but she was still talking with that other girl.
Rafferty was pissed of. She wasn't sure why the rage toward that brunette. It wasn't like Shay and i were something more than friends or partners. Were we? And Lindsay said that she's not her type, sooooo that's cool - she thought trying to reason with herself. But she couldn't cool down. She caught Leslie's gaze and immediately broke it and stormed off to the toilet.