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a/n: Thank you for all the love the last chapter got. I know I said that something dark is brewing so I hope you guys won't be disappointed.

Matt and Gabby spent more time together after that morning, always wanting to be together whenever they could but in the past few days, they were so busy that they couldn't see each other. Even communicating by text message was becoming hard, their shifts more busy than ever.

Gabby walked through the common room of 105, frustration rolling off her back and not even Brett's cheery disposition seemed to do her any good. She simply decided to head to her bunk and close her eyes, wishing for the next few days to change so she could see Matt again. Her body itched to be close to him, to feel his hands on her, even if it was the smallest touch. Brett barely got the time to walk into the bunk area that they were being called away for a domestic call. Gabby growned and got up running behind Brett so they could get to the scene as quickly as possible and get it over with.

The woman they tended to cut herself while cooking, the need for stitches evident so they transported her to Lakeshore to get treated. Gabby secretly wished that Matt would be there on a call as well but once again, she had no luck. They dropped the victim off and after filling in the report, they left again.

Hallie watched as Gabby walked into the ER for the fourth time in the day. She kept looking around as if expecting for Matt to be there but she would end up leaving without that happening, which made her smile. Hallie finished taking care of her pateint and the file to go along with it and picked her phone up, dialing a number she knew by heart. She let it ring So it would go all the way to voicemail, knowing the person on the other end wouldn't answer but she was taken aback when he did.

Matt was sitting in his office writing up a report when his phone rung next to him. In all the chaos of the past few weeks, he hadn't been able to talk to Gabby, much less see her and it was starting to take its toll on him. He picked up his phone, hoping it was her but when he saw the name on his screen, his hopeful smile fell. Hallie had been calling him since they had run into each other at Lakeshore and he suspected it was because of her run-in with Gabby. He always let it ring so she went to voicemail but she never left him any messages, which annoyed him even more. He let it ring a few more times before he got tired of the games and simply answered.

"You have to stop calling me Hallie." He was less than happy with her and he noticed a pause at the other end of the line, making him know that she hadn't expected for him to answer. "Matt." She paused before continuing. "It's been a while. I wanted to know how you're doing." "What makes you think that you can call me like that, out of the blue?" "It's not out of the blue. I'm back in town so I figured that we could maybe catch up?" "Catch up? There's nothing to catch up about Hallie. You left me. That was pretty black and white if you ask me." "I was wrong Matt, please, it's just a coffee." "I said no. Now stop calling me Hallie." He hung up the phone and threw it across his desk.

"The phone didn't do anything to you." Matt turned and glared at Severide.

"What do you want Sev?"

"I could hear you talk from my office. Everything ok?"

"No. I haven't seen Gabby in more than a week and Hallie keeps calling me." He huffed.

"So not getting any ass is getting you on edge."

"No, Hallie calling me like that has me on edge. She broke up with me, she left me and I'm happy now. Why can't she just leave me alone?"

"Because that's what women do. They break your heart and expect you to be a blubbering mess. She knows your over her so she's trying to get under your skin. Don't let her."

"I'm trying. I think I just need to see Gabby, spend some quiet time with her."

"Heard from her at all?"

"No. She's probably busy too. I don't know what's up with this city but everything catches on fire and everyone breaks things. I haven't been so busy outside of here in so long and now I can't catch a break."

"Don't worry, things are bound to cool down at some point. What are you going to do when they do?"

"I am going to get Gabby and lock myself away somewhere, just the two of us."

"Well my dad has a cabin up at Grey's Lake, maybe I can ask him for a favour."

"That'd be great, thanks Sev."

"Anytime." Both looked up as the bells rung, calling them out again for a call.

"Damn it." He got up and joined the others, hoping after this call that he'd have a little bit of slack, reports starting to stack up as the day went.

It took hours before everyone was taken out of the building and that the fire was under control, the sun slowly setting over the city of Chicago by the time they got back to 51. Everyone was covered in soot and dust, some clamouring for a shower and clean clothes, while some let their body fall over the couch and any seat they could find, everyone exhausted.

"This job will be the death of me." Cruz groaned, letting his head fall on his arms on the table. His upper arm was bandaged, a piece of flaming wood burning its way all the way through his coat, all the way to the tender skin.

"Let's just be thankful everyone is alive." Matt patted him on the shoulder before continuing his way to his office and then the showers, wanting nothing more to wash all the blood and grime away. He was surprised to find the bathrooms empty so he enjoyed the quiet under a hot spray of water while he could, trying to get his thoughts in order after such a tough call. He changed into a fresh pair of pants and polo before willing himself back into his office to fill in the incident reports while everything was fresh in his mind.

He was thankful for the few quiet hours he got, making the most of it. He was down to his last line for the last call they had been on when his eyes started to shut close by themselves so he quickly finished it up and removed his boots before lying down on his cot and falling asleep instantly, missing the ding of his phone. He woke up with a start when a call came in, he guessed in the early hours of the morning judging from the light coming from his office window, his phone falling to the ground as he ran out, no time to give it a second thought.

They battled the blaze for an hour in a restaurant kitchen, the staff there getting it ready for the day, no one really knowing how the fire had started in the first place. The drove the trucks back on the apparatus floor as third watch came in. Matt washed up quickly after finishing up his report, not wanting to stay in the firehouse any longer than was necessary. After looking all over the house for his phone and finding it in his own office, he checked for any missed calls from Gabby, finding none other than a few missed calls from Hallie who didn't seem to get the message. When he opened up the very last message on his way out of the house, his lips curled into a smile. It was a text from Gabby saying simply I miss you and when he looked up, he was face to face with the one person he didn't want to see right now, Hallie.

"What are you doing here?" He wasn't in any mood for this.

"I tried calling you a few times."

"I saw. What do you want?"

"I thought that maybe we could go grab some coffee, catch up?"

"I said I wasn't interrested Hallie."

"Come on Matt, it's just one coffee." She looked at him with a smile and he stared at her, trying to see what angle she was working.

"Fine." He gave up. He figured that one coffee couldn't hurt and that maybe after that she'd stop chasing after him.

"How about that diner you always go to?"

"That's fine, I'll meet you there." They both got into their cars and drove off, both of them unaware of the dark car that was driving towards 51. When she didn't see who she was looking for, she drove away, figuring she'd try his favourite restaurant before going home if she didn't find him.

Hallie sat in her living room that evening after her phonecall with Matt, wondering what she could do to get him to agree to coffee with him. After thinking to herself with a glass of red wine, it came to her and she smirked, knowing that if he saw her face to face, that he wouldn't have too much of a choice to go with her so she went to bed and set her alarm to make sure her plan would work.

She waited for the trucks to park in the firehouse before she stepped out of the car, not minding that she'd have to wait for him to write up his report before he'd leave. She walked up the driveway and waited by the exit door for him to come through. After a little bit of prodding, Matt agreed and she smiled at him, knowing her plan would work. Once at the restaurant, they walked inside, Matt opening the door for her like the perfect gentleman he was and she took a seat, her back facing the door just in case she was right and Gabby would come looking for him here. They ordered their coffee and for a few seconds, there was silence beteen then, Matt clearly not wanting to be there but that didn't matter.

The silence between was starting to be uncomfortable so Matt decided that he'd have enough of it so he broke it with light conversation.

"How have you been?"

"Busy. I finished the contract I had when I left and when I came back, there was an opening at Lakeshore and I got it. How about you? How's Casey construction doing?"

"I haven't had so much job in forever. The company is doing great."

"I'm glad to hear that." She smiled before taking a sip of her steaming cup. Matt watched her as she drank, every fiber of his being screaming that she was plotting something and the minute he looked up as the door dinged, he knew he was right. Gabby smiled as she saw him, his smile growing as well, making the person he was with turn around and Gabby's eyes to focus on her and the satisfied smirk she had on her face before she looked back up at Matt, her smile fading along with his.

He noticed Hallie's demeanor and looked back up at Gabby.

"Gabby, it's not what you think." He got up and darted for the door as Gabby left, letting the door close with a loud thud. He ran after her as she made it across the small parking lot, her car parked across the street.

"I think it looks exactly the way I think." She spun around to face him just as his hand reached for her elbow.

"No Gabby, it's not, let me explain."

"You have nothing to explain Matt. I get it, you two have history."

"That's exactly what it is Gabby, history."

"I don't want to hear it Matt. Let me go." She pulled her arm out of his grasp and looked on both sides of the street before crossing, Matt going after her, his eyes looking to his left as he dashed towards her into ongoing traffic, needing to make this right.

"Gabby, baby, come on, please listen to me." He yelled as he followed after her, not even thinking. Gabby turned around just in time to see the car come into contact with Matt at full force.

"MATTTTTTT." He heard her scream as everything went dark.

a/n: PLease don't hate me *runs and hides*

I know that I'm leaving this on a cliffhanger but I hope you guys really liked it anyways and will take a few seconds to tell me how much you hate me hihi I always love to know what you guys think - Sarra