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"You know just what I need," said Erin relaxing for the first time in days. She lay on her side, face to face with the man she loved, a white sheet drawn over both their heads. He kissed her on the forehead enjoying their little cocoon. If only they could stay in there forever.
"How do you do that to me?" she asked playfully, kissing Kelly on the forehead.
He shrugged his shoulders and raised both eyebrows innocently.
"I think you've done this before."
"Yeah, three days ago, remember. We were right here. You made that weird face."
"Shut up! I think you've done that move before then. I think you've had practice, young man."
"Last weekend we were at my place. Is it comin' back to you now?"
"Shut up and kiss me." Erin pushed her mouth on his, her lips feeling the fullness of his, her tongue brushing up against his.
Kelly rolled on top of her, pinning both wrists up by her head. His kisses moved from her mouth to behind her ear, so softly at first she could barely feel them. He followed an imaginary line down her neck to the top of her breasts, then back up again. He landed at her mouth and abruptly pulled away.
"I wanna see you make that weird face again."
"I wanna make that weird face again," whispered Erin pulling him back into her, running her fingers across his back, wrapping her legs around him.
He moaned as she dug her nails into his back pulling them down the length of it.
I'm never leaving this little cocoon, he thought brushing the hair out of her face. Never. I'm stayin' right here forever.
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The longer Jimmy waited in his car, the more enraged he got. It started as a small simmer, but his imagination at what was going on in Erin's apartment became a full on raging boil after 30 minutes. His initial plan of waiting until Severide left was quickly being abandoned. He wanted to talk some sense into Erin. First, he would beg to stay in his city, his hometown. If that didn't work, then he'd beg her to come with him. He knew she would listen and he figured he had half a shot. They'd been through so much.
After an hour of sitting in his car, looking for some sign of movement upstairs, those hopes were evaporating like all his dreams of a hero's return to Chi Town. The thought of his sweet girl with that fireman, in her apartment, for all that time. Hell, he was probably spending the night. No time to wait. He had to act now.
Jimmy put the small revolver in his jacket pocket, tucked away just for back up. Won't even have to use it, he thought. Jesus, won't even have to take it out, he rationalized.
He walked slowly up the steps to Erin's place. Damn she'd done so well for herself. Living a legit life, makin' good money, a job she said she loved. A cop. Hell, who would've thought it. There ain't no way she's givin' all that up, he thought as his hand began its motion to knock on her door. He thought about turning around, maybe just get the hell out of town. Avoid Voight, not embarrass himself.
But then he heard it. Laughter.
The laugher was coming from within. Erin's deep laugh…the one she had when she was truly happy. Not the little giggle when she was amused, not the fake one she gave when trying to be polite. No, this was her real laugh. And he had no part in it. Some asshole fireman did. There it was again.
He knocked twice on the door, hands in his pockets. His right fingers touching cold metal, stroking it like a lucky penny.
"Jimmy," Erin said so shocked nothing else would come from her mouth. She was frozen in place, not able to move back in or head out.
"Hey, do you want caramel or fudge? You gotta pick one. Don't say you're not havin' some…I already served it…" Kelly's face changed instantaneously when he saw Jimmy in the doorway.
He threw the scooper he had in his hand to the floor and rushed on the dark haired man, practically running through Erin.
"Hold up!" she yelled placing her hand up against his chest, pushing back lightly.
"What the hell do you not get? How much plainer can I make it?" Kelly yelled in Jimmy's face spit flying from the corners of his mouth.
Erin's hand was now at her side. Kelly had pushed around it and was chest to chest with Erin's ex…or whatever he was.
"I just wanna say goodbye. That's all. In private." Jimmy knew sympathy would be the best way to Erin's heart. She could be rough around the edges, but beneath the hard exterior lay a heart that couldn't pass up any stray… dog or human.
"The hell you are! Get outta here before I break you in two!" Kelly was pushing Jimmy back roughly with the older man just taking it. He let himself flounder a few steps out of the doorway, never breaking his gaze…aimed straight at Erin Lindsay.
"Cut it out!" yelled Erin. "Both of you! Get in here!"
They headed back in the apartment, Kelly vowing to kick some ass the second they were outside.
"You have two minutes. Time starts now. Go on. Say goodbye." Kelly looked at this phone and plopped in a recliner.
"In private," said Jimmy still looking at Erin, trying to grab one of her hands.
"No can do, asshole. Say goodbye and crawl back to whatever hell you came from. A minute and a half now," Kelly answered.
"Erin, please," Jimmy pleaded still standing.
"Jimmy, just go. Goodbye. I want the best for you, but please, go." Erin was crying now, with Kelly ready to put someone in a watery grave, wishing he had earlier.
"I want the best for me too. That's you, sweet girl."
"Time's up. " Kelly rose from his seat and grabbed Jimmy by the arm leading him to the door.
"Take your hands off of me!" yelled Jimmy, the puppy dog look gone, replaced with an icy stare Erin knew so well.
"Nah, don't think so. You're leaving Chicago. Now!" Kelly grabbed more roughly, both hands pushing the man through the door.
Jimmy pulled out his insurance policy, the small revolver. With it, he stopped Kelly in his tracks.
"Whoa, Jimmy," said Erin trying to reach out to him, inching her way forward.
Kelly pushed her back firmly.
"Get back in. We'll talk man to man out here," said Kelly giving her a look that said to just listen for once.
"Jimmy, put that away and come back in. You don't wanna do this," she pleaded knowing she had about thirty seconds to diffuse the situation.
"You get the hell in the apartment," Kelly said physically moving the small brunette back in her place. "And you," he said turning toward Jimmy. "We're takin' this outside."
"WE'RE not going anywhere. Get your hands off Erin. She's comin' with me. That's what you want isn't it?" Jimmy asked Erin.
"Yeah, Jimmy." Erin tried to move around Kelly but he wasn't having it.
He couldn't believe she'd just said she wanted to go with him.
"You'll have to use that little toy your sportin' if you think I'm lettin' Erin leave with you."
"Kelly, just let me talk to him." The desperation in Erin's eyes was unmistakable but the fireman was not giving an inch.
"Bullshit. Now get back in there and shut the door. Now."
"Don't talk to her that way! She can make up her own mind. Him or me Erin, right now. C'mon, let's get out of here." Jimmy pressed the gun into Kelly's chest trying to force him to move aside.
"Kelly, move. I'm gonna talk to him outside. Plea..."
Kelly was in disbelief that Erin was actually leaving with this asshole. Looking in those eyes, he knew she was trying to keep him safe. Goddamn it. She is trying to protect me, he thought wanting to scoop her up and out of there.
The motion was so swift no one saw it coming, especially not Kelly who was still transfixed on his girl's face.
Jimmy whipped the gun across Kelly's forehead in one quick move, a practiced swing he'd done many times before. All with the same result.
Severide fell to the floor with a loud thud, not conscious enough to break any of his fall. Erin reached her arms out in a late, failed attempt to do something. Her eyes were wide in disbelief and horror knowing this had gone to an area there would be no returning from.
"Kelly!" she screamed kneeling by the man she loved, reaching for his face. Jimmy grabbed her shoulder roughly, pulling her away.
"Get up! Get up! Or I'm putting a bullet in him!"
Erin rushed at Jimmy throwing him against the side wall, the gun rattling in his hand slightly. She felt the unsteady grip and went for it. Her hand grasping for the small revolver, his hand regaining the tight hold he had a few seconds earlier. She clawed at his wrist, drawing blood.
Jimmy backhanded Erin with his free arm sending her tumbling over Kelly's body. She stumbled to her feet and lunged at the older man, his back hitting the wall again. This time she used all her leverage to push her body into his and grab at the gun. They both had it, trying to twist and turn the other away. The gun swung one way wildly, firing at the floor.
Erin was using every bit of her, every damn ounce inside her to get that gun. She knew she was fighting for more than herself, for something she cared about more than her own life. She was fighting for the man on the floor behind her. She saw that look in Jimmy's hardened eyes when she made that first lunge. It was the look of someone who now had nothing to lose, the look of a desperate man.
Erin's small frame had been rammed against one wall, then another. She had a couple more minutes of fight left...she knew this. She went for another grab at the gun, wringing Jimmy's wrist hard, trying to pry that damn gun free. The gun was above their heads with Jimmy keeping it out of reach. Erin punched him in the ribs, sending the gun back down. He just wouldn't let go.
She tried for the barrel panting hard, sweat pouring from her. The gun turned in towards their bodies, first hers then his. They came tumbling to the floor, both slamming down hard. The jolt causing both of them to bounce up a little.
The sharp sound rang out leading to a stillness the apartment hadn't seen in an hour. Now, two bodies lay where one had been a few minutes earlier. A frantic call to 911...the sound of sirens could be heard drawing near.
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