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Just a quick update from my tablet to see if it's working and to give you something to read after this long time. Hope you will enjoy it even if it's not much. Got no time during the conference but now I am heading home in the train.

Chapter 14 - Blood and pressure

"Heard you did a great job in that elevator shaft." Severide said getting Matt to nearly jump out off his chair. He hadn't heard the door, he had just been way to deep in his thoughts. The funeral of his dad, the day at the court where he had to answer questions about his mother, about his parents, about his dead father, about his childhood. It had been on of the terrifying days he had ever been through. The day he heard that his mother convinced she had killed his dad. He had known it but hearing her say it with such a cold voice was more than he could take. He still had the sound of her voice in his mind. He still could see her eyes full of hate.

"Wow...I'm sorry. Didn't mean to get you a heart attack." Severide pointed out while Casey looked up at him. Little spots where dancing in front of his eyes. He felt tired, cold and just awful.
"What did you say?"
"Did a great job at the elevator."
"Yeah thanks."
"Hey. Casey how is the arm?" Dawson asked showing up behind Severide.

"All good."

"What about the arm?" Severide asked looking at Dawson before looking back at Casey.
"Remember the cut I got while saving Mill's ass? Got banged up during the call and was bleeding a little. Nothing serious."
"Hermann said it was a lot of blood.", Dawson pointed out.
"Yeah Hermann." Casey replied while faking a smile.

"Dinner is ready!" Mills called out and prevented Casey from more questions.
"I'm starving." Severide replied turning around to head to the kitchen right after Dawson.
"You coming?" He asked turning around to Casey again. Casey watched Severide for a second. He hadn't eaten in days. The food he had shared with Severide had made his way directly into the trash cane but right now he wasn't feeling up to it anyway.

"Have to finish this up. Maybe later." He said before turning his gaze back towards the computer screen.

Casey couldn't fight back the images that where hunting him while he tried his best to sort things out for the parole hearing. His time after the shooting where he got to know how cruel all the other teenagers around him could be. He remembered not eating properly, not sleeping for days. He was beyond miserable but he always had refused talking to anyone about it. About what had happened, about the feelings he had felt.

"Casey, come on. You have to at least grab a bite. It's delicious." Severide tried again interrupting Casey in his darkest thoughts for the second time.
"I said I am not hungry."
"I know but think about the night shift. What's the first rule? Eat when you have time to, you don't know when you will get your next break." Severide pointed out looking at Casey with worried eyes.
"Can't you just leave me alone? I really need to finish this up."
"Do I need to point out that your computer screen is black? So couldn't be that much you have typed for the last minutes right?" Casey exhaled deeply.
"Come on. Your team is already asking questions. They are worried about you."

"There is no need for that." Casey replied while getting to his feet way to quickly his blood pressure getting his vision to come from flying sparks to a completely black out.

"Hey!" Severide called out while reaching out for his crashing friend watching in shock as Casey began to crumble to the floor.
"I got you." He said holding onto Casey's body. Casey inhaled deeply, blinking rapidly to clear his vision. He felt completely dizzy.
"Talk to me! Casey!" Severide pleaded still pressing Matt against his desk so he didn't crash to the floor.
"I'm good." Casey said after a few more seconds pressing his legs on the ground firmly and looking at Severide.
"You sure?" Severide asked full of concern.
"I'm sure."
"Come on. We will get you to your couch. I will get Dawson and Shay."
"Severide I am fine."
"No you are not! You nearly passed out on me." Severide said watching full of concern as Casey lowered his shaking frame back onto his chair.
"Didn't eat and drink enough."
"Really?"
"I got some things going on."
"What things?"
"My mom's parole hearing is tomorrow. I just had to think about some things. Just...I am fine okay?"
"I don't think you are."
"Can you get me a glass of water or maybe a glass of coke? Should help with the blood pressure." Casey asked closing his eyes again due to the dizziness.
"Yeah. Just...don't pass out again." Severide said while hurrying towards the kitchen area.

"Everything alright?" Dawson asked as Severide nearly shoved her away from the fridge.
"Can you get some medical equipment without the other guys recognizing?"
"Sure. What's going on?"
"Casey." Severide just said while hurrying towards Casey's office with the coke in his hands. Severide watched Casey's empty chair with a frown and headed towards the restroom where he could hear the sound of his friend throwing up heavily.
"Casey?" He said opening the not locked door and helping his friend back onto his unstable feet.
"I need a few minutes."
"No. Come on. We will get you to your office." Severide said grabbing onto Casey's still shaking frame. He kew that Casey couldn't keep standing any longer.

Dawson widened her eyes as she spotted Severide holding onto Casey.
"What's going on?" She asked grabbing Casey's other arm and helping him back to his office. Severide got the blends down and locked the door while Casey closed his eyes as he was finally laying down on the couch.

"I told you I am fine!" He pointed out one last time before he could feel Dawson's warm hand on his neck checking for his pulse. He didn't even have enough strength left to fight against her even if it was nearly killing him to feel her this close.
"I just need something to drink and something to eat. My blood pressure is down." Casey pointed out while Dawson was already checking his blood pressure. Casey was more than relieved that his good arm was pointing towards her.

"Casey!" She said while watching the numbers on her little screen.
"Due to your blood pressure it's a miracle you are still responsible!" She said before preparing an IV.

"What are you doing?", Casey asked with a frown.
"Getting you hocked up to an IV. You will not stay conscious without this."
"You can't attach me to an IV. If the Chief recognizes...isn't their something else you can give me?"
"Yeah there is but it's pretty strong!"
"I don't care. Just get me back to normal again quickly." Dawson inhaled deeply before preparing an injection.
"When was the last time you ate?" Dawson asked.

"I don't a few days ago? I don't feel hungry at the moment. Got some things going on."

"Wanna talk about it?" Casey just shook his head before closing his eyes. The little lights had started dancing again and he felt tired. Tired and exhausted. The darkness that offered to take him in felt more than welcome, "Casey keep talking to me!" Dawson said wile rubbing the point she had just given Casey the injection.

"Matt!" she said again louder rubbing against Casey's sternum. As a response Casey mumbled something she couldn't understand.

"Hey!You have to stay with me." Dawson said getting Severide who had stood at the door to move towards them. She could see that he was deeply worried.

"We should take you to the hospital." Severide said watching Casey struggle to stay awake or at least responsible.
"I'm fine...just...just give me a second."

"Dawson how long until the injection will show if it's working?"Severide asked. The heavy frown made him look old. Old and tired.

"Maybe another five minutes."

"How could you not eat for days? God dammit Casey what kind of suicide mission are you on?" Severide nearly yelled. Casey could hear the frustration in his voice while Dawson could see the pure sorrow. Severide was worried and damn she was worried too. She didn't know what was going on but she had recognized Casey was faling apart slowly. He knew that he needed her.

...to be continued

Not quite happy with this one, still hope you like it!