3 weeks later

Erin woke up before Kelly did and she looked at him sheepishly. One of his arm was around her waist, the other beneath his head. He looked so peaceful that she carefully extracted herself from his hold and put on one of his shirts before going downstairs. Shay was making breakfast when she walked into the kitchen.

"Morning," she said, walking over the coffee pot. Shay smiled at her.

"Morning. Did you sleep well?" There was a strong innuendo and it made Erin turn crimson. "It's cool, as long as it doesn't happen every night, or at least not here." The blonde wiggled her eyebrows and sat down at the table.

"Sorry," Erin whispered as she sat down across from her.

"Don't be, it's cool."

"What's cool?" Kelly asked as he walked down the stairs. He kissed Erin's temple and walked over to the coffee pot to pour himself a cup.

Shay sighed. "You two having a sex life. You know, I'm not jealous at all."

Severide chuckled and looked at Lindsay, who was hiding her face in her hands. "You're making her embarrassed. Besides, if you had had the guts to ask Rafferty out on a date, you would have gotten the sex by now."

"I did," Shay announced proudly. "I asked her on a date. We're going tomorrow night after our shift."

Erin and Kelly both smiled, knowing how difficult it had been for Shay to ask the straight woman out on a date.

"Congrats," Erin said. "And you better have a lot of loud sex so I don't feel uncomfortable anymore."

Shay smirked. "Oh honey, don't you worry about that."

Erin rolled her eyes and drank the last of her cup before standing up. "I need to get dressed, can't be late."

She climbed up the stairs and Severide followed her every movement- she was only wearing his shirt after all- until Shay slapped the back of his head and told him to stop staring. He shrugged and climbed up the stairs as well. He walked into his bedroom and wrapped his arms around Erin's waist from behind, kissing her shoulder as she stood at the end of the bed, laying out her clothes for the day (she had started keeping an extra set of clothes at his apartment for when she slept over).

"Kelly," she drawled out as he kissed her neck. "Stop. I can't be late."

He slipped his hand under her shirt and whispered into her ear, "Make me stop."

"Fuck," she muttered, turning around and wrapping her arms around his neck, bringing his lips down onto hers hungrily.

He pushed her down onto the bed and hovered above her, hands caressing her skin. Things escalated quickly and Erin was about to lose his shirt when her phone rang.

"I need to pick up," She managed to grab her cell phone and pushed him away. "Lindsay," It was Voight. Severide recognized his voice from where he sat -straddling Erin-. He looked at her sheepishly before bending down and kissing her neck.

"We got an evidence on the killer."

Lindsay had trouble keeping her eyes open as she tried to push Severide away, but he wouldn't budge. "Huh-huh."

There was a pause. "How soon can you get here?"

Severide had unbuttoned her shirt and had left a trail of kisses down her stomach. She arched when he got just above her panties. "T-twenty minutes."

"You okay?"

"Y-yeah, I'm great. See you in twenty." She didn't wait for an answer from her boss and pressed 'end call' before dropping her phone somewhere on the bed. "You've got to make it fast."

Severide laughed. "Not a problem."

"Engine 51, truck 81, squad 3, ambulance 61. Building fire 55 W. Lexington Street."

All firefighters jumped from their seats and rushed to the trucks, got their gear on and climbed in.

When they got there, smoke was already coming out of the roof. Boden looked at his two lieutenants and told them to work fast.

They went into the building and everything was already so blurry that they had trouble seeing anything from 3 feet away.

"Fire department, call out!" All the men shouted as they moved through the first floor. Most of it was already empty, as the main fire took place on the third floor. When they got to the third floor, Casey and Severide separated their teams, one checking the third floor and the other one the fourth floor.

When Severide and Mills got to the fourth floor, flames were engulfing half the patio. They opened each door until Mills called out to the lieutenant.

"Got a little girl over here."

Severide rushed over and pulled her up into her arms. "We need to leave the building." Seeing as she had trouble breathing, he pulled off his mask and put it over her face. The way down to the building entrance was rocky, as the stairs started to break down.

He and Mills got out of the smoky hall and he rushed to Shay and Dawson's gurney, placing the little girl on it before dropping on his knees and coughing out the smoke he had breathed in. He watched in vain as Shay and Dawson performed CPR on the scene, he watched them shock her with the paddles, to no avail. They loaded her into the ambulance, Dawson continuing working on her while Shay drove.

Severide sighed and rubbed his face, watching the ambulance go. Mills gave him a friendly slap on the back.

"We did everything we could."

Severide nodded and stood up, "How come there was no adult with her?"

Boden pursed his lips. "This is a poor neighborhood. It's not rare that parents leave their kids at home while they go to work."

Severide shook his head and, without another word, climbed into the squad truck. When they got to the station, he directly went back to his quarters, not wanting to talk to anybody. He sat in his chair and grabbed his phone.

She picked up on the third ring.

"Hey hot stuff."

"Hey,"

"What's wrong?"

It almost made him smile how she could sense something was wrong from the ton of his voice.

"Tough call, a little girl in a burning apartment. I don't think she's gonna make it."

"Oh. I'm sorry Kelly. But I'm sure you did everything you could."

He moved to his bed ad laid down on his back. "Yeah, I know... I just...she was alone in the apartment, no parents with her, I wonder who could live their six-year-old daughter like that. Makes me so angry."

"Unfortunately it happens a lot. Too much."

"I just want this shift to be over. Do you wanna come over tonight, watch a movie?"

He heard her hesitate. "I think I'm just gonna go home and sleep. I'm exhausted. Do you mind if we do that tomorrow night instead?"

Severide tried to hide the disappointment in his voice. "Yeah, sure."

"I gotta go, see you tomorrow night then."

"See you, bye."

"Bye."

He hung up his phone and set it aside, sighing deeply. Four more hours and his shift would be over. He covered his eyes with his forearm and tried to sleep for a few minutes.

"Truck 81, squad 3, ambulance 61. Car stuck in water."

He groaned and sprung to his feet. Rushing to the truck, he put on his gear and climbed in. When they got the scene, someone was standing near the edge of the water. As chief Boden got some information about the accident, he, Capp and Mills got into their snorkeling gear.

Boden got to them. "We need to move fast, there is one boy and his father underwater, probably stuck inside the car."

Severide nodded. "Let's do this."

He and Capp strapped themselves to a buckle and began his way down the wall until he was in the water. Mills stayed at the surface, checking any sign from the victims.

One or two minutes later, Capp tugged on the rope and was pulled back to the surface, the father under his arm. They helped him out of the water and Shay and Dawson started CPR.

"Where's Severide?" Casey asked Capp.

"He's still under there, helping the boy. Should be tugging by now."

Soon enough, he tugged on the rope and pulled off his mask as soon as he was at the surface.

"He's not breathing!"

They quickly pulled the two out of the water and the other set of paramedics worked on the 5-year-old boy. Severide knew he was dead. He didn't feel a pulse, and he was freezing, his skin had turned blue. But he couldn't come up from the water and tell his father he was dead.

Severide tried to catch his breath as he saw two policemen approaching.

"Why are the cops here?" He asked Otis.

"That's the guy who hit them." Severide's head snapped to the other car, a guy leaning over it with his head in his hands. Without another thought, he walked to him quickly and turned him around, grabbing the collar of his shirt.

"Are you proud of yourself, huh?"

"Severide!" Boden shouted, as Casey and Capp ran towards the two men.

Severide slammed him against his car, the guy pleading that he was sorry. He could smell the liquor in his breath. "It's four in the afternoon, asshole."

The police pulled him away from the man and he shrugged their hands off, mumbling some other insult before walking back to the truck. When they got back to the station, he got rid of his gear and was stopped by Boden on his way to his quarters.

"Severide, you did everything that you could. We were there too late."

He nodded, but his thoughts were elsewhere. He just wanted to finish this shift and go home.

When 7 o'clock finally struck, he didn't want to get home and be alone. He took a turn on the 50th Avenue and parked in front of Erin's place. When he got to her door, he knocked softly.

She opened the door a few seconds later. "Kelly, hey."

"Hey. I know we weren't supposed to see each other but I need you. I just... today was a crappy day and I know you were tired but I didn't wanna be alone and I... I should have called but then I remembered you said I didn't have to call so I came here straight from the firehouse and-"

He was cut off by someone clearing his throat. Erin's head snapped to behind her and she opened the door wider. Jay Halstead stood there, putting on his coat.

"I'm gonna go."

She pursed her lips and nodded. Severide's mouth opened and closed as Halstead walked past him and he waited for him to be out of his sight before turning back to Erin.

"You know what? Forget it."

He turned to leave, Erin following him.

"Kelly, don't be like that."

He spun around so quickly that she took a step back.

"I'm sorry, am I hurting your feelings?" His tone dripped of sarcasm. "I thought you were just gonna 'go home and sleep'. You forgot to mention that you were having a drink with your 'partner'."

Erin shook her head. "We had a tough case as well. We needed to cool down, that's it."

"I needed you tonight, Erin," Tears filled his eyes, "We lost two little children because we were there too late. I didn't keep up, I should have gotten there earlier. I should have saved them. I wanted some comfort. That's why I came. I'm sorry if that got in the way of you and Halstead having a quickie."

He felt the stung before he realized what was happening. He probably deserved that slap. Words had flown from his mouth on their own accord. He looked at Erin who had fury in her eyes. He lifted his hands and chuckled.

"You know what, if you didn't want to see me, you just should have said so. I can take the truth. I just can't stand you lying to me."

She took a deep breath. "And I can't stand you talking to me like I'm a whore. You should go. Call me when you're done being a jackass. Or you know what? Don't. You made things pretty clear about what you think of me. Have a good night, Severide."

She slammed the door in his face and he kicked the wall in anger before walking off.

Hell of a day.

I had to throw some drama in there. Thoughts?