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a/n: THANK YOU SO MUCH for the amount of reviews the first chapter received. As I explained in the previous chapter, it was meant to be a standalone but so many of you have asked for more that I decided to make this a multi-chapter fic. Hope you guys enjoy this one.

Gabby came walking into her apartment with a smile plastered on her face from her evening at Molly's and the amazing night she had spent with Matt in his bed. She quickly showered and changed into something comfortable before she started moving around her place, a pen and paper in her hand to take notes so she could go run her errands for the week since she was due back on shift the following morning. Working at 105 wasn't always easy, especially since her break-up with Peter, having to see him everyday and now that he was now in a new relationship with someone else. She was thankful for Sylvie on ambo to keep her sane since that fateful night when everything crumbled for her.

Gabby had her mind on Matt the whole time she drove to the store. She had a silly smile on her face as she left the store and made her way back to her place. She put everything away and checked her phone for any messages when she stumbled on the picture she had taken of her and Matt kissing while they were completely drunk and that's when she remembered what had happened after that.

"Oh fuck. Damn it. What have we done?" She was cursing under her breath as she fumbled with her phone trying to call Brett. Tomorrow she would have to go back to 105 and face Peter, knowing he had seen it too. Sylvie never answered and Gabby went all but nuts the rest of the day just by thinking how she had to show her face in 105 in a little more than twelve hours.

After Gabby had left, Matt had his back against his front door and sighed. Last night had been amazing and he hadn't wated it to end but he wasn't sure what their status was. It had started as a one night stand but now he wasn't so sure about that. She wanted something more to happen between them. The proof was the fresh new contact on his phone that simply said Gabby. He pulled the phone out of his pocket and looked at the photo of the two of them kissing and couldn't stop the smile on his face. He busied himself on fixing the kitchen in his house, work moving along faster than he had originally expected.

Gabby woke up the next morning with aches and pains everywhere from having the worst night's sleep she's had in a long while, her nerves about walking into 105 getting the better of her. She was glad when Brett parked her car next to hers.

"Oh My God I'm so happy to see you." She engulfed Sylvie in a giant hug, almost chocking her to death.

"How'd ou sleep?"

"I barely did. I can't believe we did that." She hooked her arm with Brett's and burried her face in her sleeve.

"Come on Gabs. He's been flaunting her in your face for weeks now, making her come over the house with lunch and stuff. Come on, Matt's hot. You should totally get with him again." She laughed as they walked onto the firehouse driveway.

"I gave him my number."

"You totally have the hots for him."

"And trust me, he's HOT." Gabby giggled as they walked through the door, coming face to face with Mills. "Peter."

"I'll let the two of you talk." Brett left discreatly to get changed so the two exes could talk. There was a few seconds of silence between the two before Peter angrily threw his phone Gabby's way. She was so surprised that she almost dropped it.

"What the hell Dawson?" She looked at the picture that was staring her straight in the eye.

"So what? You can flaunt that girl under my nose just mere weeks after we broke up and I send you a picture of me kissing a guy during a drunken state and you're aloud to throw a fit?" She raised her tone, angry at the behaviour Peter was giving her right now. "You have NO right to yell at me and I don't you SHIT." She yelled at him, throwing his phone back to him.

"That's enough." They turned around at the sound of Lieutenant Welch that was less than impressed at the squabble between ex-lovers. "Either you keep that shit out the door or you can stay home next time. Gabby angrily pushed past Peter with a shoulder shove before she disappeared around the corner and into the changing room to get into her EMT uniform. She headed towards the common room in hopes of at least getting a second coffee when the bell called them in for back-up to firehouse 51. The drive was short but the scene was a total nightmare. All Gabby could see from her spot in the passenger seat were cars, lots of them.

"Damn. Come on, we got work to do." Gabby jumped down from the ambo just as Sylvie parked it next to truck 81. "Where do you need us chief?" Chief Wallace Boden was giving orders to his men as they arrived at his level, their ambo nowhere to be seen.

"Rafferty and Shay are setting up triage over there but we need people helping out Truck and Squad to help get these people out of there. Some are pretty banged up."

"On it chief." Gabby waved at Sylvie to follow her towards where some firefighters were standing. "We're here to help lieutenant." As soon as the man turned around and faced her, their eyes locked and for a short moment, the air around them stood still.

"Where do you need us?" Mills came face to face with the two and he already knew what he had just stepped into. "Where do you need us lieutenant?" He asked again, Matt and Gabby looking at him.

"There's a minivan a few cars over there with a couple and four kids. They look like they're coming back from a hockey tournament and their pinned in pretty badly."

"On it." Mills looked between the two and walked in the direction of the minivan, Molina and Welch already working a car with a passenger bleeding form the forehead.

"Gabby, the girls need some help at the triage. We'll bring you the victims as we get them out and we'll call if we need you guys." He finally said to her.

"Copy that." The girls made their way to where they knew the triage was and proceeded in helping out ambulance 61.

After several hours, all the victime that were in critical condition were on their way to Chicago Med and Firehouse 105 and 51 packed their things and headed back in. In all of the chaos that the accident had created Matt had lost sight of Gabby and they hadn't said a word to each other. He hopped down from his spot at the head of 81 and went straight for his office, slamming the door behind him.

"Hey. What's going on?" Matt didn't have to look to see who was there.

"Not in the mood Severide." He grumbled.

"Too bad. What happened out there?" He hadn'T seen all that much but he had noticed a change in his fellow lieutenant.

"105 was our back-up."

"Doesn't Gabby work there?" They had spent the little part of the morning from shift talking about that night at Molly's, Matt sharing the little professional information he had on Gabby with Kelly and about the picture they had taken while drunk, the picture sent to both their exe's.

"So does her ex too."

"Damn Casey." Kelly laughed, the pieces connecting together in his head.

"So not funny Sev."

"Kind of is. Why don't you just call her?"

"I don't know." He put his head in his hands and sighed.

"She gave you her number didn't she?"

"She put it directly in my phone." Matt's smile returned to his face.

"That means she wants you. Man up Casey and just call her." Kelly shared before leaving Matt to his thoughts. He poured all his concentration on the accident report that was in front of him so he could have some time to think some more about what Kelly had told him. They were called for chow and Matt took his food back with him, not wanting to be teased for his off behaviour by anyone that had seen him leave with Gabby that night. He kept looking at his phone as he ate, debating if he should call her or not and finally it couldn't take it anymore and he simply picked it up to find her number in his contacts and pressed send, listening to it ringing. It rang several times and Matt was about to hang up when it went to voicemail, his face lighting up as he heard her voice. When the message ended, it took a few seconds before he spoke. "Hi Gabby. It's Matt Casey. I was wondering if you wanted to grab some breakfast after shift tomorrow morning? There's this small diner on the corner of Clark and Chestnut that has amazing food so if you're up to it, I'll wait for you there around eight thirty."

He knew it was a long shot to leave a message like that on her phone but he didn't want to put pressure on her so he gave her the option to come or not but he hoped that she would come to meet him there.

Gabby and Sylvie came back from Chicago Med about an hour later, the firefighter's already eating lunch. She chose to shower first, giving her an extra opportunity to stay away from Mills. She had seen the look in his eyes at the scene when he was between her and Matt, figuring out the turn of events of that evening at Molly's. She really wasn't up to hearing him get angry at her again considering he was the first to find someone new, so quickly after they had broken up. Once she was out of the shower and wrapped in a towel, she heard her phone ding, signaling she had a voicemail waiting for her. She picked it up and listened to it.

Hi Gabby. It's Matt Casey. I was wondering if you wanted to grab some breakfast after shift tomorrow morning? She smiled as she listened to the first part of the message. There's this small diner on the corner of Clark and Chestnut that has amazing food so if you're up to it, I'll wait for you there around eight thirty.

Gabby changed into some fresh clothes and was about to answer him when they were called to a domestic violence call. The ride over to the adress was spent talking about the incident at the car crash hours before, Gabby going through all sorts of different emotions.

"But you like him right?" Sylvie briefly looked at her while she drove.

"I do. He was so nice to me, and attentive and not to mention he looks HOT." She grinned as Sylvie laughed candidly, happy to see her friend out of a funk and excited about someone new.

"And what did that message say?" She was curious what Matt had proposed on that voicemail.

"He wants us to meet up for breakfast after shift." Gabby blushed, remembering every word of the voicemail.

"Tell me you're going to go." Before Gabby had a chance to answer Sylvie, they had arrived at their destination, the scene looking rather bad. The man was taken away in handcuffs while Gabby and Sylvie took care of the woman, a large gash on her forehead and a bruise already forming on her cheek from the blow she had suffered. They made the ride to Lakeshore pretty quickly and were back on their way to 105 and a mostly quiet shift, allowing them to get quality hours of sleep that night.

The rest of shift was pretty busy for 51, going out on calls all afternoon and even one that interrupted their dinner and ran well into the evening. When they came back from the blaze, Matt looked at his phone to see if Gabby had left him a message in reply to the one he had sent her but with no such luck, he headed into a hot shower to clean out all the grime of the last call. He changed into a fresh pair of clothes and headed for his bunk where he slumbed down on his bed, the paperwork would wait just a few hours while he slept. He was just about to pass out when Kelly poked his head in his office, fresh out of the shower himself.

"Has she called you yet?" He wondered, Matt jumping slightly.

"Nothing yet but maybe they had a crazy day."

"Let's hope so. Good night."

"Night." Matt mumbled as Kelly left, his body going down for the count.

He woke up at six, thankfull for the good night's rest and set to do his paperwork so he could be done on time for first watch to roll in to releive them. He checked his watch when he heard the commotion coming from the common room and he quickly packed his dufflebag and left the house, Kelly catching up to him.

"Good luck man."

"I think I'll need it." He nodded and they parted ways, Matt getting into his truck and driving off towards the diner. Once he parked there, he looked around to see if he could spot Gabby but he didn't remember what she was driving so he killed the engine and entered the diner. He gave the little restaurant a quick sweep of the eyes and didn't see her so he grabbed a booth and waited. He ordered a coffee and waited, minutes ticking away. When thirty minutes had gone by and his coffee was refilled, he looked at his watch again and sighed. Obviously she wasn't going to be showeing up.

A/n: Oops, did I just leave you guys hanging already? Matt shows up, hopeful, at the diner but it seems that maybe Gabby stood him up.

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and I'm going to try not to put too much time between updates but as you all know I have several stories and I don't want to neglect any of them so please take a few seconds and review before you leave, I always love to have your feedback. - Sarra