Sequel to 4x23- The conversation takes place during the time after Jimmy has lost his brother. Brett and Borrelli are sitting in the ambo, talking about the former call where Jimmy had to CPR a firefighter…
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"Damnn it, Jimmy. What was that?"
Sylvie Brett shook her head in disbelief.
"You were acting like a maniac."
"I'm just having a bad day, alright?", he screamed at her like he never did before.
She looked at him in shock.
"Are you serious? You nearly got him killed."
"This guy is going to survive."
"And if he doesn't? Look, your brother died two days ago. It's too early to get back to work. Thats what you've proved a couple of minutes before. There is no shame to take some further days off."
"I'm fine."
"You are not. And you know that."
"What are you? My babysitter?"
"No, you're moron partner, that is really worried right now."
"For no reason. I'm good."
"As a paramedic you have no time for having a bad day. And if you have one and you confess that to me, you are risking both of our lifes. You got that?"
At the next moment he became really silent. From the look of his face she could tell he was not far away from freaking out.
"Boden is the only one who is responsible for Dannys death. If he wouldn't have been there my brother still would be alive today", he screamed at Sylvie, before both became really silent.
"I've forgotten my phone inside the ambo", he disturbed the silence and got out oft he car violently.
Sylvie shook her head, disappointed about their conversation.
To her surprise it took longer than expected.
"Where the hell is he?", she shouted at herself, ready to get out after he didn't return for another minute.
Brett concentrated on closing the door, when she looked at a body lying on the ground.
It was Jimmy.
They keys fell to the ground when she ran to him.
"Jimmy! Jimmy what happened!", she kneeled down, gentely touching his face that was white as a wall.
With him being still unconscious, she decided to take further steps and called the operator for help…
"What happened?"
Confused and scared by the cables and tubes, Borelli opened his eyes.
Sylvie was sitting on his bed side. She was holding his hand, giving him the most scared glance he had ever seen on her face.
"Vasovagale syncope. You blacked out on the way back to the station. You just wanted to grab your phone from the back side of the car and collapsed on the side walk where you hit your head on a traffic light."
Instinctively Jimmy touched his forehead.
"Ouch. That hurts."
Brett took a deep breath in relief and gave him a meaningful view. Realizing that she looked really hurt, he remember further detail from their fight.
Thinking about his brother, Jimmy felt the tears in his eyes.
He didn't know what it was, but at this moment he missed Danny more than ever-
"Hey", Sylvie whispered in a low tone when Jimmy tried harder than ever to controll his feelings.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I was acting out", he stumbled, feeling fresh tears running from his eyes.
He hated being that fragile.
"It's okay", he heard a soothing voice before he felt two small arms wrapping around his shoulders.
"I got you", Sylvie whispered, geeting him to place his tired head on her shoulder and hiding his face on her shirt, while crying heavily…
"I'm not going anywhere tonight", Sylvie explained to Jimmy when they arrived back from the hospital.
After his physical and mental breakdown, she knew he would need her to be there for him.
He looked extremely tired and exhausted, could barely stay on his own.
"I'm gonna make a call for a pizza. You're staying on the couch", she directed him to the sofa, where he reluctantly took a seat.
After ordering the menu, Sylvie came back to the sofa. He gave her a tired look, when she took a seat on the edge of the mattress and covered him with a blanket.
"You don't have to do that."
"I know. But I want to", she ran her hand through his brownish hair and smiled sadly.
"Severide and Casey managed all the arrangements. You don't have to take care about anything of Dannys funeral."
Jimmy sighed quietly and swallowed hard, then he made a gesture that showed Sylvie, that she should crawl into his arms.
He just wanted to hold her close, being loved, feeling that he wasn't alone.
Searching for comfort, they sank into another kiss, before she cuddled on his strong shoulder.
"You know what my brother always said? Firemen never die, they just burn forever in the hearts of the people whose lives they saved. He loved that quote", Jimmy told the paramedic that started to stroke circles on the top of his t shirt.
"It was just funny to grow up with him", he whispered, closing his eyes, smiling like he would remember all the details from his childhood for a moment…