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Gaëlle
Stilettos – The Same Day
MATT'S POV
"Hey… Matt, can you hear me?" I heard someone talking to me, but her voice seems so far away.
"Matt! Wake up! Wake up!" the girl yells, shaking my body, and little by little I finally manage to open my eyes. I see some buildings, some cars and I feel completely disoriented. I also feel a bit numb in the head and nauseous from all the blows I received into the stomach.
"Stay calm, we are outside the club, in the parking lot, hiding behind your truck!" She says to me and I recognize Paula, the police officer who's doing undercover with us in the club. "Are you ok?" she asks me, then.
"Yeah… I guess. My left eye hurts and I have pains in my chest and stomach, but other than that, I think I'm okay." I ask her as I try to sit.
"Take it easy…" she tells me, giving me some ice from the bar for my eye.
"Thanks… Well, I guess they have figured out everything…" I say.
"I'm afraid you're just going to kind of step back... and wait a little time before coming here again. But I think I'm safe now. He has engaged me and I officially start tomorrow. I hope it will allow us to get some answers!" she announces me.
"He talked to me about Gabby… I need to go home and make sure she's ok…" I remember, panicked.
"Uh, yeah, about that…" she starts speaking, but I cut her immediately.
"What? Something had happened to her? TELL ME!" I start yelling.
"Hey, calm down! We're just going to the District… Voight and Antonio are there with your fiancée. She's safe for now, don't worry." She tries to reassure me, but I can definitely say something is wrong. "Do you feel well enough to stand?" she asks me, getting back up.
"I think so…" and I start getting up slowly, and seeing I'm clearly in pain she helps me. We take my truck and she drives us towards District 21.
District 21
ANTONIO'S POV
I run to the first floor of the District, needed to know my baby sister is fine. As I enter the Intelligence Unit, I see everyone in the Meeting Room. My sister isn't here anymore.
"Where is my sister?" I ask, out of breath, interrupting the meeting.
"Dawson, why are you here?" Voight asks skeptically.
"I had your voicemail and I also had a weird prerecorded message… We are not safe anymore, we are all watched, and our phones are watched, our houses maybe too…" I say, taking a seat and trying to catch my breath. Halstead gives me a bottle of water.
"Listen, Dawson. Your sister came this morning with her roommate and she informed us being stalked since yesterday, at least." Voight announces me.
"WHAT? HOW IS IT POSSIBLE?" I ask him, very worried.
"She received a warning call about Casey, a man was outside the firehouse yesterday and then this morning she received texts and naked pictures of her taken from her shower." He explains me.
"WHAAATTT?" I practically sprang out of my chair, yelling hysterically. "WHERE IS SHE? I NEED TO SEE HER NOW!" I continue yelling.
"She's back at home with Severide." Voight informs me. "But, you're staying here, Dawson!" he says, firmly. "We have a lot to discuss. Officer Tichenko and Casey are on their way back… Casey has been beaten and threatened. SO NOW YOU TAKE A SIT AND YOU STAY HERE! WE NEED TO PUT ALL THE INFORMATIONS TOGETHER BEFORE THIS SITUATION IS GETTING WORSE AND WORSE!" he ordered me.
I sit back, exasperated. "Casey has been beaten and it's my entire fault. I should have stay with him, he's not a professional. I am…" I say, desperately.
MATT'S POV
We arrive at the District thirty minutes later and we make our way to the first floor, where everyone is waiting for us. The atmosphere is heavy and the tension is palpable.
"Casey, are you ok?" Lindsay comes to me and brings the first aid kit with her.
"I'm in pain, but I think nothing too serious!" I tell her, sitting next to Antonio.
"I'm sorry I left you there…" he tells me, sad.
"It's not your fault, Antonio. You have nothing to do with it!" I say, turning my attention to him.
"I never should have let you alone, I was the real cop there… I'm really sorry, but I had a voicemail about Gabby and other weird message… I need… I needed to go… I'm so sorry…" he explains to me, over and over.
"What happened with Gabby?" I ask him and he explains me everything. I'm freaking out, the love of my life is not safe anymore and I'm the one who put her in danger, accepting this undercover job.
"So, Casey and Dawson you're out of the undercover for a while… We'll try to continue only with Officer Tichenko. We will put her on listening permanently. Small microphones are going to be placed into the club. Halstead and Ruzek you are on the case! As for you two, you go back home and you pay attention on all your actions, and those of your loved ones. Is it clear? Even if you're not going to the Club anymore, Nesbitt is totally on you both now and he can be really dangerous…" Voight explains to the full room.
"I can still work on the case!" Antonio occurs.
"Yes, but from this office and nothing more. I'm not losing another member of my team! But for today, you just go home!" he tells him before leaving the meeting room.
"Well, I guess I will go back home to see how Gabby's doing after all these events… You want to come with me?" I ask him.
"Yes, of course…" he answers me, disappointed to leave, but relieved to go to see his sister.
The Apartment
GABBY'S POV
After having made our statements with Voight, with Kelly we return to the apartment, hoping to be able to rest a few moments. Once I have crossed the front door, my whole world falls over. The entire apartment seems to have been broken, completely turned up.
The lounge is upside down: the sofa is returned, curtains are torn away, the computer is exploded on the ground, the books are scattered... With horror and without saying a word, we notice the scene with dismay.
Still without saying a word, but with tears in the eyes and a panting breath, we go to the kitchen and the same scene of horror appears to us: all the dishes are exploded on the ground, the food is everywhere, and the chairs are broken...
The bedrooms and bathrooms are in the same state. The French windows of the lounge are broken, even smashed.
A crisis of panic invades me again, and to calm me I go to the bathroom. While I just wish to splash some water on my face, I discover with horror a word tagged on the mirror just in front of me: "Every day he's a bigger threat to you. You're both far too much of a threat." I can't stand on my legs anymore and I fell on the ground, screaming with all my strength to attire Kelly's attention. He runs into the bathroom only a few seconds later and once he sees me on the ground and read the message on the mirror, he is just as afraid as me and he can't move anymore. He sits on the ground beside me and takes me in his arms.
"This is… This is just… a nightmare… a pure nightmare…" I tell him, hysterically crying.
"I know… I know." he just answers speechless. He rubs my back and my shoulder, trying to comfort me, but I can tell he's totally panicked too.
"Maybe, we should call Voight again… It's too dangerous to stay here anymore…" I say softly.
"Yeah… I will call him, don't worry." He says, holding back his tears. "Just go to your bedroom and stay here. I'm just popping out, I'll be right back." He tells me and I nod softly.
I sit on the edge of our bed, and I watch our entire whole world's gone topsy-turvy on the ground. I get up and I squatted slowly. I push the glass brightness and other fragments to the ground to get back certain photos among which, one is particularly to us: the photo of the two of us in front of the door of Molly's. One of our first photos together, certainly one of the moments when our feelings for each other became more marked.
Lost in my thoughts by admiring this photo, I feel a presence behind me. I feel a hand on my shoulder, and I put my hand on his to thank Kelly for his support and all that he does for me, for us, these last days.
It's at this moment that I understand that this is not Kelly.
With an oversize strength, the hooded man brings me down to the ground, against the glass brightness which pierces my jacket. He strangles me very violently and puts his other hand on my mouth to prevent me from shouting.
"You say a word and you're dead!" he murmurs in my ear, before attaching my ankles and my wrists. He puts an adhesive tape on my mouth and a mask on my eyes. I feel then the presence of another man and they lift me and carry me outside. I try to struggle, but they are too strong.
SEVERIDE'S POV
I called Voight from the living room and once the call ended, I walk towards Matt and Gabby's bedroom to not let her alone and to give her the news. I find an empty bedroom, so I go to the bathroom and Gabby's not here either. I start to freak out, and I call her loudly. No answer. I run in the entire apartment by shouting her name. Nothing. No signs of Gabby. No evidences. No indications. I shout. I cry. I collapse in the middle of the lounge, in the middle of fragments.
That's when I hear a key in the front door. Matt and Antonio are in the doorway, not moving. They are in total shock.
Matt approaches me and looks at me, without speaking. Then, I raise the head and look back at him, without speaking either.
"What happened?" Antonio asks coming to us.
I can't answer. I don't know where to start to explain them what just happened in the last half hour.
I'm speechless. All the events are playing in my head:
Voight
Home
Upside Down
Bathroom
Mirror
Voight
Empty.
"SEVERIDE, WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED IN HERE?" Antonio starts yelling, shaking me for having a reaction from me.
"I… I'm… Uh… I'm sorry… So sorry…" I just manage to say.
MATT'S POV
I have never seen Severide so vulnerable in my entire life. I sit down on the ground next to him, and ask him softly to explain me what has happened to our apartment.
"Kelly, just tell me what happened… This is not your fault…" I simply tell him.
He still doesn't speak. His eyes are still bloodshot and streaming with tears.
"Come on, Kelly… Talk to me… I know you were at the District with…" I start to speak and then the realization hits me. Gabby. GABBY. WHERE IS GABBY.
"Wait, where is Gabby?" I ask him, worried.
He doesn't speak. He just turns his attention to me and looks at me with pity and sadness in his eyes.
I stand up, shaking my head. It can't be what I think. It can't be true.
"WHERE IS GABBY?" I yell again to Severide. "TELL ME WHERE SHE IS. NOW!" I order him, while Antonio is going through the apartment.
"She's… She's not here… She's not here anymore…" Kelly finally speaks.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S NOT HERE?" Antonio yells, losing his calm. He grabs him by the collar and pushes him against the wall. "WHERE THE HELL IS MY SISTER? TALK NOW!" he orders him again.
"I… I… Uh… I don't know… I think… I think… She… she was kidnapped…" he answers, sobbing.
Antonio lets him go and falls to the ground, and I stay here, looking at Severide totally astounded. I sit against the wall; put my legs to my chest and just cry. We're all crying.
Author's note: So what do you think about this chapter? Next one will be more intense!