A/N: This is sort of a filler chapter, but it's cute either way so I hope you enjoy it! There's some drama coming up in the next few chapters, so prepare yourself! Thanks for loving this story!

"Okay, I'm either going crazy now or you haven't stopped smiling for the entire shift. So what's going on, Brett?" Severide asked, leaning against the door of his office as she sat down on her bed.

Sylvie looked up at him and grinned, shaking her head. "I'm just happy, Severide. What's so wrong with being happy? Can't a girl smile every once in a while?"

He rolled his eyes at her and moved to sit on the end of her bed. "I know you're a naturally happy person, Brett, but this is next level. If you smile any more, your face is gonna split in half, I'm calling it now."

"Excuse me!" Sylvie exclaimed, somewhat offended. "I'm not going to tell you what's going on because you don't really need to know. It's personal."

"Brett, we're friends! We have been for ages now, so come on, spill and tell me what's going on. Is it something to do with Gabby's brother? I saw you two at Molly's the other night."

Sylvie frowned, confused. "Wait, you were at Molly's? I didn't see you."

"I was with Kidd, having a few post-work drinks. It was a stressful shift that day, as you know first hand. We were having a calm down and Kidd pointed out you were sitting with Antonio, looking pretty damned cozy." He chuckled.

"Did you apologise to Stella?" Sylvie hadn't really noticed any difference between the two of them since the incident on shift the other day. Stella hadn't been any different. But ever since the problems with Grant a few months ago they hadn't been the same around each other. Sylvie had thought that Severide was good for Stella - they balanced each other out and she had constantly been wanting them to make up.

"Yeah, I apologised to her," Severide shrugged. "You were right on shift that day, that I was being a douche to her. It wasn't her fault any of that crap with Grant went down. But that's all I'm going to say about it, no more questions. You won't answer mine, I won't answer yours." He winked, standing up and walking back into his office.

"I'll get it out of you one day, Sylvie Brett," He grinned, closing the door behind him.

Sylvie felt her phone buzz in her hands and looked down, unlocking it and going into the messages, seeing a new one from Antonio and wondering why he was texting her at a quarter to 12 at night.

Antonio Dawson: When do you finish? I'll take you to breakfast.

Sylvie Brett: 7:00am! I'll be waiting :)

Sylvie ignored the massive grin on Gabby's face when she told her she didn't need a lift back home because Antonio was taking her to breakfast. She watched as Gabby and Matt pulled away, leaning up against the brick wall outside of the firehouse.

It was almost 7:30 by the time Antonio pulled up outside the firehouse and hurried out of his car up to Sylvie, he pulled her into a hug as a greeting. "Damn, I'm sorry, Sylvie. I got a call from Laura early this morning about Diego and Eva staying over this weekend."

Sylvie shook her head. "No, it's fine, don't worry about it. I wasn't waiting for long, and it's not too cold out here yet so I lived." She shrugged. "But I am very hungry for some good pancakes, so let's go?"

Antonio grinned, leading Sylvie down to his car and opening the door for her before getting into the drivers side and starting the car up again. "I didn't know if you'd reply last night," he spoke as they drove.

"I wasn't asleep until just after three, actually. We got a call just after I replied to your text, so you're lucky." She chuckled, fiddling with the sleeves of her jacket in the car.

It was true - just before 12 they got a call to a house fire in Brighton Park. Sylvie and Gabby had managed to treat the only person in the house before taking him to the hospital and getting him checked out for first degree burns and smoke inhalation. It wasn't too bad and they'd been back at the firehouse by two, but Sylvie hadn't been able to sleep until 3.

With the constant threat from the men still worrying her, even though Antonio had assured her there wasn't much to worry about anymore, in addition to the stress after a call it had been difficult for her to sleep at work now, and even at home with Gabby and Matt. Even if she knew she could trust both places completely, it didn't stop the constant worry in her mind about them.

Antonio pulled up outside a small diner in the center of Chicago, getting out of the car and opening the door for Sylvie before leading her inside. She ordered blueberry pancakes and orange juice while he went for a simple eggs benedict and coffee. As they waited for their food to arrive, Antonio turned to look at her.

"You don't think we're moving too fast with this, do you?" Antonio asked, keeping his brown eyes on her blue ones.

She shook her head. "No, I think we're going at a good pace. We're both recently out of serious relationships and I wouldn't want to take this any slower. We've kissed, we've been on dates. And it's been a while since that first day at the scene of the crime, so we're good."

Antonio nodded at her, thanking the waitress as she put his coffee and her orange juice down on the table. He picked it up and blew on it a little before taking a sip, appreciating the taste of it. "Good, I'm glad," he smiled. "I've got work after this, so I won't be able to see you again until your next day off, I think."

Sylvie frowned but nodded back at him. "Yeah, I understand. Are you working on anything exciting at the moment?" She knew he wouldn't be able to diverge any serious information to her, but a yes or no would suffice, especially as the same waitress had just placed their food on the table in front of them.

"We're actually still just working on your case," Antonio spoke, beginning to cut up the food on his plate and eat it. "No developments since what I last told you, but if there is any news you'll be the first to know."

Sylvie dug into her breakfast, nodding. The blueberry pancakes were delicious, and she hadn't felt at all embarrassed about her eating habits in front of Antonio like she had around Harrison. Harrison had made her feel like she needed to be formal and proper the whole time. She rarely had pancakes for breakfast with him. It was usually cereal.

Antonio was different than that, she realised. She didn't feel embarrassed around him. Maybe it was the fact that she'd always known him through association with Gabby, or something completely different. But either way, she really liked spending time with him. And she felt like he knew that too. The fact that it hadn't been very long since their first proper date and the fact that they'd first kissed only a few days ago made everything feel so refreshing to Sylvie.

There was none of the stress that her relationship with Harrison had brought her, none of the guilt or worry. There was none of the feeling about not being Cruz's type of girl there either. Antonio was the type of guy that would do both - he'd stay in or he'd go out for drinks at Molly's with her if she wanted. That was what was important to her. And she was grateful for that.

Antonio pulled up outside of Gabby and Matt's house just before 9am. He, once again, opened her car door for her and walked her to the front door of the house, ignoring the patrol car on the street watching the house and letting her unlock the front door so they could slightly step inside. Sylvie had assured him that Gabby and Matt would be asleep, and she was right, seeing a note that Gabby had pinned to the cork board near the door that they'd installed to keep keys and important notes on.

Matt and I are sleeping off the shift, don't be worried about making too much noise.

He chuckled as he read the note, eyes shifting to Sylvie. "Does my sister always do that for you?"

Sylvie shrugged. "I'm rarely away from home this time of the morning anyway, but I'm sure that it would happen often if I was."

Antonio shook his head in amusement. "At least she's cleared that up for you now," he smiled. "I had a great time this morning, Sylvie. That eggs benedict was actually a really great meal. Good choice on my part, hey?"

"Oh, the best. I don't think I've ever had better pancakes. Don't tell Casey that, either," she joked. "But really, I had a great night too. You're good company. Thanks for doing that for me. If you hadn't, I'd be asleep right now too. And honestly, it was really nice to see you after shift."

"Maybe we should do that once a week then? Breakfast after shift?" He suggested. Sylvie nodded at him, a smile falling onto her face.

She liked the idea. There was none of that with Harrison or Cruz before, and it was refreshing to her Antonio wanting to spend time with her and develop their relationship.

Antonio nodded back at her. "I suppose I should be off to work," he chuckled. "I'll text you late to check in, make sure you haven't slept the day away and all that."

"I'll turn my phone on silent," she grinned, jokingly. Antonio rolled his eyes and grinned back at her before stepping toward the door.

He turned back to face her again as she adjusted her feet on the ground to face him as well. "I'll see you later, Sylvie," Antonio smiled, leaning in toward her and pressing his lips to hers. She kissed him back, feeling the butterflies in her stomach once more as his hand rested on her waist.

Finally, he pulled away, yet Sylvie wished he didn't have to go so she could kiss him again. With one of the cutest grins she'd ever seen, he stepped out the door, disappearing back to his car and leaving Sylvie smiling with glee.

"Wait a second, you what!?" Kim exclaimed, slamming her wine glass onto the table and looking at Sylvie in shock. "I told you he had a thing for you, and I was right! Kim gets it right again."

Sylvie grinned, taking a sip of her cocktail and shaking her head at her friend. "Oh, shush. Both of us didn't even realise until recently. But I suppose you were right in the end."

Kim and Sylvie had met up at Molly's just after 9pm, having needed a bit of a girls night. Plus, Sylvie just wanted to see the reaction of Kim when she told her that she and Antonio had kissed.

It was completely worth it.

"How was it, though? Is he a good kisser? Tay is completely jealous, I'll have you know. She told me only a few shifts ago that she thinks he's got something going on. I think she would have gone for him herself if he hadn't taken a fancy to you, actually, Brett."

Sylvie nodded. "He's a great kisser, I'll have you know," she chuckled. "I don't really know Tay too well, actually. I'm sure she's great, though. But now that you mention it, I am incredibly lucky that he likes me. I thought that there'd be no one after Cruz, and especially after Jimmy. But I was wrong."

Kim smirked at her and took a sip of her wine. "Honey, you're one of the most eligible girls I know. If Antonio hadn't snapped you up I can guarantee anyone else would have. That Will Halstead over at Med, if the two of you weren't such good friends I'd place any bet that he'd be the one taking you on dates before Antonio."

"No, but seriously, Kim. I was beginning to start spending my days as a single maid. I was getting used to my life as Sylvie Brett, the single paramedic. There aren't many people who can deal with the crazy hours I have, other than Antonio."

Kim smiled at her, finishing off her glass of wine. "You and Antonio are cute, I've got to admit that. And I've also got to admit that Tay and I spent a bit of time up in intelligence the other day, after the day the two of you kissed. He was grinning like an idiot, I'm pretty sure even Voight noticed something was up. You can even ask Gabby. I haven't seen Antonio that happy since he was first with Laura. You're a lucky girl, Sylvie."

"You have no idea..."