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Sorry for the delay. Some of you may have read my little oneshot "No one to blame". Guess what? After finishing and posting I crushed down the stairs in my house. Hurt my back pretty bad and had to undergo x-rays because they thought that I broke something. Thankfully I didn't but I couldn't sit...so I couldn't write...

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Chapter 16 - Lies

"Where did he get these cuts...was he...was he hurt during the job?", Christie asked still kneeling down beside her brother, stroking his wet hair automatically. He had always calmed down when she had done this. All those years ago...

"We will talk about that later." Severide said helping Dawson to put a pressure bandage onto Casey's wildly bleeding arm.

"Check on his pulse." Dawson got Severide to move to Casey's head. Severide looked down onto the completely pale and still form of his best friend. He had lost Darden, he couldn't loose Casey especially not like that. He had been falling apart right in front of his eyes. He had known it he just hadn't done enough.

"Severide." Dawson reminded him while Severide checked for a pulse.

"Still racing. His breathing is getting irregular."
"Damn they really need to hurry."

"Matthew!" The voice of a woman got them to look up. Nancy Casey, was cuffed and leaded by two police officers.

"That's my son! What is going on? Is he okay? Christie what is going on?" She asked frantically looking at her daughter with pleading eyes.

"Misses Casey please let us go inside."

"No! He is my son!" Nancy screamed but was forced to go into the court room by the two officers. "Christie!" She screamed before the doors closed behind her.

Dawson exhaled deeply as the medics made their way towards them.

"Gabriela Dawson, Ambulance 61. It's Lieutenant Casey from Truck 81. He's in shock due to a great amount of blood he had lost. I bandaged the cuts but he needs blood transfusions quickly."

"Okay. We will get him to Lakeshore. Do you want to ride with us?"

"Yes." Dawson said hurrying towards the ambulance with Christie and Severide following close behind.

"I am sorry Christie. Do you want to..."

"No. I will follow." Christie said after getting a nod from Kelly. Dawson hopped into the ambulance preparing everything to set up an IV to get some fluid into Casey's weak body. She knew that she wasn't in charge but she knew that she couldn't stand back right now. Casey's life was at risk. She needed to save him. Again.

Dawson prayed that it wouldn't be Hallie waiting for them as the busted through the doors of Lakeshore, glad as she spotted Dr. Roberts already waiting for them.

"What do we got?" He asked getting Dawson to explain quickly.
"Do you know his blood type?"

"A positive. I'm a match and an approved detonator and I want you to take my blood." Dawson said. "Gabriela you know that it's not allowed to..."

"Jeff please. I know that it would be Casey's will. You know that I am approved. Feel free take a look at my medical file." Dawson said her hand still resting in Casey's.

"Blood pressure is going down." A nurse said watching Casey vitals on a screen.

"Okay we don't have time for that right now. Kendra get a blood transfusion from Miss Dawson here and hurry!"

"Thanks Jeff!"

"Any news?" Severide asked as soon as he spotted Dawson walking towards them.

"I donated some blood." She said finally allowing the tears she had fought back to water her eyes. "Hey." Severide said in a calm voice getting Dawson into a comforting hug.

"We should have seen it coming. How could we let it come that far?" She asked into Severide's chest.

"Can somebody explain this to me?" Christie asked still wondering what was going on with her little brother.
"Christie Matt had a really hard time lately." Dawson said turning around to face Christie.

"He was with me when we got stuck in an elevator. The power went off and it was completely dark inside. He got a panic attack and was brought here a few weeks ago. He told me that it was because of what happened between your mother and your father.", Dawson explained while Christie rubbed her hands through her hair.

"After all this years..." she whispered.

"I think all in all it was just to much Matt couldn't take. He lost his best friend a while ago and with the memories back in his head it was just to much for him to take..."

"Yeah but I don't understand how this leads to...this." Christie said gesturing towards the shock room Matt had been brought too.

"He got cut during a call. That was the first cut on his arm. He refused treatment, told us it was just a scratch. We don't know where he got the other two cuts from. All I can say is that they where really deep and really long. That's the reason why he lost so much blood. He refused to eat, to drink. Christie there is a high possibility that he cut himself on purpose." Dawson pointed out, her own voice shaking.

"No! He wouldn't do that!" Christie said tears already rolling down her eyes.

"I'm sorry."
"No don't be. Where have I been all this years? I have accidentally bumped into Matt a few weeks ago. I recognized that he wasn't looking to good but I just brushed it away like it wasn't my business. I really thought he was okay but I think I couldn't have been more wrong. All those years ago this whole thing that happened to our family ripped us apart slowly. You know Matt got into some real trouble but I thought as he became a firefighter that he got his life under control." Christie said sitting down slowly.

"I blamed him for everything that had happened even though it wasn't his fault."

Severide bite down his button lip. His sister had blamed him for the death of his own father, he had blamed him for the death of there best friend. Damn it, that was way to much Matt Casey had to suffer.

"Kelly!" The low voice of Chief Boden interrupted their talk.

"I came here as fast as I could. Any word on his condition?"

"No Chief. Nothing yet."

"What happened?" Hermann and Mouch where the next two entering the ER before introducing themselves to Christie.

"I came here as fast as I could." Mills said walking straight towards his secret girlfriend.

"Any news on the Lieutenant?"

"No nothing yet."

"I didn't know you where with him today." Peter whispered.

"Look Pete there was a really important...thing...today." Gabby just said before facing the opening door again.

"I assume you are all here because of Lieutenant Casey?" Dr. Roberts asked as he entered the crowded waiting area.

"Doc how is he?" Chief Boden stepped in.
"He went into shock after loosing a lot of blood." Dr. Roberts started getting Hermann to exhale deeply.

"I told you he was bleeding badly." He cursed.
"We stitched the cuts on his arm and hooked him to a blood transfusion. Lieutenant Casey was brought to ICU for further monitoring. He is attached to oxygen and we gave him some sedative so his body can rest."

"Can we go see him?" Christie asked.

"Due to the fact he really needs rest I would only allow two people to see him for a short amount of time."

"Thanks Doctor." Chief Boden said and turned around to face Severide.

"I think it would be best if Christie and Kelly go and visit Casey." He said making eye contact with Gabriela who nodded slowly. She knew that it was best for her and Peter but deep down inside she was protesting. She wanted to see that he was going to be okay.

"Gabby you should go home and get some rest. We really got the maximum amount of blood out of your system." Dr. Roberts said while Gabby could feel many pairs of eyes on her face but she could feel Pete's eyes burning into the back of her head.

"I donated blood for Casey. We have the same blood type." She explained shortly.

"Come on I am going to take you home." Pete said stepping forward.

"No. I want to stay."

"Gabby we will keep you informed if there are any changes. You did all you can." Chief Boden assured before nodding towards Peter.

"Hey Matty." Christie said through tears as she walked into the room with Kelly. Kelly had buried his hands deep down in his pants, a miserable look all over his face. For the second time in weeks he was standing next to his fallen friend.

As Casey awoke the next day he looked around confused. The last thing he could remember clearly was the broken cereal bowl and the way he had used it to make all his inner pain go away.
"Casey!" It was Severide's voice getting Matt to look at him with a puzzled look. Everything he could remember was such a blur.

"What the hell is going on? Where am I?" Casey asked.

"You are in ICU."

"I am what?" Casey tried to get everything together.

"God damn it Casey what were you thinking?" Casey could hear the desperate tone in Severide's voice but was more than surprised to see his best friends eyes water.

"You nearly died." Severide said getting away from the bed quickly facing the window.

"I can't remember what happened. Did you find me? I...I don't know what's going on."

"You came to the court room, it all seemed like you where drunk but you weren't. You were bleeding out slowly. You collapsed right in front of the court room. Without Dawson you would have died right at the spot as you drifted into shock. Hell Casey I can't believe all of this." Severide said not turning around for a second.

"Look the cut got worse during the elevator call. Yeah I banged my arm up but I wasn't thinking it was that serious."

"Yeah and the other cuts?" Severide asked his voice dangerously low before turning around slowly. "I cut myself during construction work. It was a damn accident."

"Really?" Severide asked not believing a single word.

"Of course. What were you thinking? Do you think I did this on purpose?" Casey tried his best to brush it off.

"Yeah that's EXACTLY what I am thinking." Severide screamed and Casey could see the pain in his eyes as he turned around.

"Oh come on!"

"Casey stop acting like everything is okay. You are in ICU for the second time in what 6 weeks? You really need help man!"

"Skip the lecture, I don't know what you are talking about! I cut myself during construction work. Yes I was maybe a little to lazy handling it, I knew that I needed stitches but I really couldn't afford staying at home for a few weeks because of his minor injury."

"Minor injury? You where bleeding to death!" Severide pointed out again.

"Dawson donated the maximum level of her blood so you could stay alive. This is not nothing Casey!" Severide finished.

"Wait what? Dawson?"

"Yeah Dawson. Gabriela Dawson who saved your live twice. You owe her something so maybe you will not tell her this lame story and be true to her."

Severide said heading towards the door without looking at Casey again.

….to be continued!

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