Entering the common room, Boden looks over at where the group sits, a silence taking over the room as they all look down at a piece of paper in front of them
Cruz: "Hey, Chief. Do you really need these by end of shift, or can we think on them some?"
Boden: "On my third shift as candidate on Truck, we lost Mikey Philo in the Superior fire. We all got back to the house, pulled off our turnout gear, put on our work boots. Mikey's boots had just stood untouched for a month. That was a reminder. These are about having no regrets. So...end of shift, please." he nods, moving over to the coffee machine as Kelly follow him, shaking his head with a sigh
Kelly: "It was tougher than I expected."
Boden: "Yeah, well, it's a tradition worth bringing back."
Jimmy: "Chief" he greets, entering the room "Hey, sorry I'm late, guys."
Boden: "Um, let's go talk in my office."
Jimmy: "If it's all the same to you, I'd like to get changed and get to work."
Boden: "Okay, go get dressed" he nods, watching Jimmy walk out the room "It goes without saying, people, we are here for him, whatever he needs."
Richardson: "Wallace" he greets, entering the room "Your office." he hums, Boden exchanging a look with Kelly before he follows after him
•
Boden: "They blame me."
Richardson: "They're grieving. They lost a friend and need someone to blame."
Boden: "I made the right call."
Richardson: "I know. And after reading everybody's notes, trust me I would've done the exact same thing."
Boden: "But they still want me gone."
Richardson: "Yeah, they do" he hums, watching Boden sigh "I was able to talk them down. Gave them an alternative I think you'll like."
Boden: "Which is?"
Richardson: "We're revamping the Incident Command Response teams. With all the houses that have been shut down we got a lot of administrative people in need of placement. You'll still be Chief of 51..."
Boden: "Just not incident commander."
Richardson: "Either that or they push to have you demoted...or completely gone." he shrugs, making Boden sigh
Boden: "Who did you have in mind?"
•
Justin: "Ryan!" he calls out, stopping said woman in her tracks as she sighs, turning to face him with a tight smile on her face
Ryan: "Justin. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
Justin: "Just wanted to come and thank the person who saved me."
Ryan: "You've been doing that a lot. Coming by and thanking me."
Justin: "Got a lot of thankfulness to give out."
Ryan: "Mm-hmm." she nods, catching Cruz's eye from behind Justin, secretly motioning for help
Cruz: "Hey, Ry. Severide wants us to go through the equipment. Make sure everything's working properly before a call comes in."
Ryan: "On my way" she nods, giving Justin a tight-lipped smile "Well, duty calls."
Justin: "Oh. That's okay. I'll, uh, I'll see you around."
Ryan: "Yep. Mm-hmm" she nods, following beside Cruz as they enter the common room "That guy is driving me crazy."
Cruz: "Should we call the police?"
Ryan: "I don't know. Is being extremely annoying and obsessive a crime?"
Cruz: "I'd have to look that one up."
Ryan: "I'm good. For now."
Cruz: "You tell me if you need anything."
Ryan: "I will. Thanks Cruz." she hums, moving over to the coffee machine as Cruz walks out the room
Matt: "Who's being extremely annoying and obsessive?" he hums, moving to stand beside Ryan
Ryan: "Justin. From that call a little bit ago."
Matt: "He still coming around?"
Ryan: "Oh, yeah. Always with a large assortment of desserts" she hums, shaking her head with a sigh "I get what he went through was probably traumatic or whatever but he drops by every single shift. He's either extremely thankful or..."
Matt: "Or?" he hums, raising a brow
Ryan: "Or a borderline stalker. Not sure which one. Don't think he wants to harm me or anything. Capp has eaten about 12 cookies and brownies and he's still standing, so..."
Matt: "So, he's just annoying?"
Ryan: "Extremely."
Matt: "Well, if you need me to, I can give him the boot for you." he nods, making a smile come over Ryan's face as she chuckles
Ryan: "I'll keep that in mind."
•
PA: "Ambulance 61, emergency upgrade. EMS plan one..."
Arya: "Hey, are you sure you're ready for this?"
Jimmy: "Yeah, let's go." he nods, hopping in the back as the two women move to the front
•
Man: "Jimmy, hey. I'm sorry." he nods, pulling Jimmy into a quick hug as Jimmy looks up at the building with smoke coming out the window
Brett: "Jimmy, come on." she calls out, snapping him out of his daze
Hatcher: "Borrelli, I'm sorry about your brother."
Jimmy: "Thanks, Chief."
Arya: "Where do you need us, Chief Hatcher?"
Hatcher: "I've got some smoke inhalation victims over there by 152." he motions as the three start heading that way, ducking down when a small explosion goes off from inside the building, a large smoke cloud coming out through the window
Man 2: "Belzer, Grimes, do you copy? Report!" he calls out, watching as two men carry a man out of the building
Arya: "Set him down."
Man 3: "The floor gave away. We found him in the hallway."
Jimmy: "He looks pretty clean. How far was he from the collapse?"
Man 3: "About 50 feet."
Brett: "I'm not getting a pulse."
Jimmy: "He's having a heart attack. I'm gonna start compressions."
Man 2: "Is he dying?"
Jimmy: "No way" he declares, beginning compressions "Come on, man. Come on."
Brett: "Hey, Jimmy, slow down."
Arya: "Jimmy, calm down."
Jimmy: "Breathe. Breathe." he mutters, continuing harsh compressions
Arya: "Jimmy. Jimmy. Hey!" she exclaims, grabbing hold of his arms to stop him, noticing a look that comes over his face "Go help out the smoke inhalation victims."
Jimmy: "No, I gotta-"
Arya: "Now" she orders, watching a hard look come over his face as he grits his teeth, standing from his spot as he stalks off "Alright, Brett get the pads on him."
Brett: "Yeah."
Arya: "Pull him out guys." she nods to the group of firefighters as they remove the turnout jacket and she continues compressions
Brett: "He's in V-fib. Charging. Clear."
Arya: "All right, there it is. Pulse is good. Sinus tach. Let's get him on the rig."
•
Ryan: "Oh, ho" she chuckles, looking at where a woman enters the apparatus floor "I don't believe this. Is that the Victoria Kingsley walking into our measly little fire house? Olympic gold medalist Victoria Kingsley?"
Victoria: "Oh, ha ha ha. Whatever. I'm sure I'm still little Vicky to you."
Ryan: "That you are" she smiles, pulling her into a hug "Ooh, it's good to see you."
Victoria: "Good to see you too."
Ryan: "How've you been? Wasn't the best circumstances last time we saw each other."
Victoria: "Yeah. I don't know why they're called funerals when no part of it is ever fun" she hums "I'm good. Still hurts a little but you know...taking it day by day."
Ryan: "Hmm. I'm glad" she nods, giving her a soft smile "So, what brings you back home to Chicago? Thought you'd be drowned in nothing but press."
Victoria: "I was which is exactly why I needed a break" she huffs, exchanging a laugh with Ryan "Although...since I'm back I was wondering if you and Gen might be up to going through a few drills with me? Like the old days."
Ryan: "Yeah, no problem. I don't know about Gen but I'm good for after shift. Just text me when and where."
Victoria: "Great" she smiles, looking over at where Kelly enters the room "I can't believe it. You still have a job here?"
Kelly: "What can I say I'm hard to get rid of" he chuckles, moving over to pull Victoria into a hug "If anything it's me who should be shocked. I can't believe someone of your stature willingly hangs out with us common folk."
Victoria: "You too really are related, huh?" she huffs, shaking her head in amusement
•
Arya: "He's not ready."
Boden: "Well, hold on now. It was only one call."
Arya: "One call is all I needed to see. Chief, he nearly broke the guy's ribs. He's lucky he didn't" she hums, watching Boden sigh "Look, I know you said be there for him. And I have no problem doing that...but I also have a responsibility. I can't be worried about Jimmy and helping a patient as well. I need my paramedics to be level headed and right now he's not."
Boden: "Yeah."
•
Ryan: "You're awfully quiet. What's going on?"
Dawson: "I shouldn't talk about it." she hums, shaking her head
Ryan: "Should. You should talk about it."
Dawson: "I...might actually have a shot with Louie after all."
Ryan: "What?"
Dawson: "Yeah. I mean, I'd have to find another place to live. Otherwise, it's both me and Brett going through the approval."
Ryan: "Gabby, that's amazing."
Dawson: "Yeah" she breathes "I mean it's not official yet or anything so..."
Ryan: "You know it's okay to be happy, right? I mean with everything that's gone on around here we'll take all the good news we can get. Cheers." she hums, holding out her coffee mug as Dawson chuckles, clinking their glasses together
•
Jasmine: "Hey."
Matt: "Hey."
Jasmine: "Just who I came to see. I've got good news."
Matt: "Yeah, what's that?"
Jasmine: "The State Appropriations Committee is holding a three-day summit to discuss public safety issues, and you are now an official invitee."
Matt: "And somehow this is good news?"
Jasmine: "Yes, because the Director of Emergency Management will be there, and getting real face time with him is crucial if you want to make inroads in updating Chicago's 911 system."
Boden: "She's not wrong. It would go a long way." he hums, looking over from where stands at the command desk
Jasmine: "Ah ha. See" she smiles, pointing towards Boden "I already booked a pair of rooms with stunning parking lot views at the Springfield Marriott. What do you say?"
Matt: "Uh...I don't..."
Jasmine: "There'll be an open bar so if you ever get bored..." she hums, watching as he sighs "Come on. I promise it'll be worth it."
Matt: "Alright, fine. You haven't steered me wrong, yet."
Jasmine: "Smart man." she smiles
•
Genevieve: "And...time." she hums, clicking a stopwatch as she looks into a pool where Ryan and Victoria lean against the edge
Ryan: "You know you didn't have to slow down for me, right?" she pants, grabbing hold of a towel to dry off her face
Victoria: "I wasn't slowing down."
Genevieve: "Yes you were. Was pretty obvious after about the third lap."
Victoria: "This isn't a competition. Just a...little refresher."
Ryan: "Yeah, which you clearly don't need. So why are we actually here?" she hums, giving her a look as Victoria sighs
Victoria: "I've decided to join the Chicago Coast Guard." she says after a moment, making the two give her shocked looks
Ryan: "What?"
Victoria: "I've decided to-"
Genevieve: "No-no, we heard you but...why? I mean after everything that happened with Trish..."
Victoria: "She is exactly why I want to do it" she nods "Look, after she passed I...I was lost. Was trying to find...I don't know, something to connect me to her. The only time I'm able to feel that is in the water. I mean we were basically raised as fish" she hums, lightly chuckling "Winning that medal was great but...I wanna do more with my life. I want to do something that'll actually matter."
Genevieve: "Sounds like you've got it all figured out" she hums "And yet you look like you need our permission for something."
Victoria: "More like your advice. I found out my dad is teaching the course I enrolled in. Thought I'd get some tips on dealing with an absentee father."
Genevieve: "Hmm. Well, my dad wasn't an absentee, just dead." she shrugs, making the pair chuckle
Ryan: "You say you're doing this for your sister. To do something meaningful with your life."
Victoria: "Yeah."
Ryan: "Then focus on that. Put all your problems with your dad to the side. He's a legendary SAR swimmer, not to mention Trish, so people are gonna talk. Don't go in trying to prove something to anybody. Just do your job. Your greatness will shine through on its own."
Genevieve: "And if the time comes where you two have that conversation...have it in private."
Victoria: "Yeah" she breathes, giving the pair a soft smile "Thanks guys."
Genevieve: "Just promise you'll be careful. We can't bury both you and Trish within only a few years."
Victoria: "I'll try my best" she hums "Wanna go for another round? This one we'll make a competition."
Ryan: "Gen?"
Genevieve: "You guys are the swimmers, not me." she shrugs, making Ryan scoff as she shakes her head
Ryan: "Yeah. Uh huh." she hums, climbing out of the pool along with Victoria
Genevieve: "Ready. Set. Go." she calls out, clicking on the stopwatch as the pair dive back into the pool
•
Arya: "Ugh!" she groans, throwing her head back against one of the trucks
Kelly: "Uh-oh. Who's in trouble?" he chuckles
Arya: "My annoying but loveable little brother" she hums, giving him a tight smile "He went to this art gallery opening and the owner mentioned to him how they have a program for up and coming artists. They come, perfect their craft, get access to a bunch of cool supplies and even get the chance to create their own comic book, graphic novel, etc."
Kelly: "Sounds great."
Arya: "Yeah, that's what I said. Until I looked at the price."
Kelly: "Uh oh."
Arya: "Yeah. And Bash is hard to take no for an answer so he's being pretty insistent about it."
Kelly: "I'm sure he's not that bad" he hums, watching as she raises a brow, turning her phone so he can see the many messages "Oh."
Arya: "Yeah."
Kelly: "Well, how much does it cost? I'm sure if we passed the boot around we could get you most of it."
Arya: "That's sweet but I can't take anymore money from you guys. I still have to pay back all you guys gave when our place burned down."
Kelly: "We told you not to worry about that. We're family, we look out for each other" he hums, watching as her face doesn't change "Okay, well how about I help you pay for it?"
Arya: "Oh, so that way it's only you who gets the bigger cut?"
Kelly: "You wouldn't have to pay me back with money. There are...other ways." he hums, giving her a knowing smirk as he steps closer to her
Arya: "What am I a prostitute?" she scoffs, making Kelly chuckle as he shakes his head
Kelly: "You're not gonna make this easy are you?"
Arya: "It's hard for me to receive gifts" she shrugs "One minute you think it's a gift and the second they need something from you it's "Oh, hey, remember when I got this for you? Or I did this for you?"
Kelly: "Okay, well, I promise that if I ever need a favor from you I won't bring up the money. I'll just mention the many...many times I've made your toes curl." he smirks, stepping closer as she snickers, shaking her head in amusement
Arya: "Really?"
Kelly: "Really."
Arya: "And how exactly did you make my toes curl?"
Kelly: "Well, it started a little like this..." he breathes, leaning down to press his lips against her neck, making her tilt her head to the side, eyes fluttering shut
Grabbing hold of his face she goes to pull him into a kiss, jumping back when the sound of a saw turning on startles the pair. The two turning to see Capp standing at the end of the truck, giving the pair an amused smirk as he revs the saw, turning to walk off as they shake their heads
•
Capp: "Hey, Ry. Your little admirer stopped by. Said to give you these." he hums, setting down a large box of donuts
Ryan: "Are you kidding me?" she sighs, flicking open the box
Arya: "This guy doesn't live in a cottage in the middle of the woods does he?"
Cruz: "Why?"
Arya: "No one's gonna question why he brings her sweets all the time? I mean what's he trying to do, fatten her up to then eat her?" she hums, making a confused look come over the others
Ryan: "I see you and Mateo have moved onto Hansel and Gretel for bedtime."
Arya: "It's a good read." she shrugs
Matt: "Hayes is right..." he hums, furrowing his brows "Kind of. I seriously think you need to call Gen. Ask her to look into this guy."
Connie: "Arya. Special delivery for you." she hums, entering the room to hand her an envelope
Arya: "Thank you, Connie" she nods, tapping the envelope on the table "Alright, ladies and gentlemen. Mouch" she hums, holding up the envelope which makes the group perk up "Any last bets?"
Hermann: "We've already got our bets in. We all say Mouch has completely lost his marbles."
Mouch: "Just-just open it" he nods, anxiously shifting in his seat as Arya opens the envelope, reading through the results "Well?" he questions after a moment
Arya: "You, Randall McHolland..." trailing off she looks up from the paper in front of her, giving Mouch a soft smile "Are not the father."
Cruz: "Ha!" he exclaims, clapping his hands
Hermann: "Told you so."
Mouch: "What? Seriously?" he sighs, grabbing hold of the paper
Arya: "Says it right there in black and white. You and I are far from being related."
Ryan: You okay, Mouchy?" she hums, rubbing his shoulder in comfort as a sad look comes over his face
Mouch: "I was so sure..."
Arya: "I'll take it as a compliment you wanna be my dad so much" she chuckles "But it's like I said. My father is probably somewhere strung out or dead."
Kelly: "Aren't you just a little curious about who he could actually be?"
Arya: "I was. For a while" she hums "I used to have this dream where he'd come riding in on a horse. Take me and the twins off the street and into a giant castle. Pool made out of chocolate syrup with every wall made out of food and candy."
Ryan: "Remind me to never let her read Hansel and Gretel ever again." she hums, whispering to Matt who snickers in amusement
Arya: "And then reality set in. There were no horses and I am far from living in a castle. No offense, Ryan."
Ryan: "None taken."
Mouch: "I think you should look into finding him" he hums, watching as Arya turns to face him with a raised brow "Look, I know it seems scary. It was scary for me finding out I had a kid. But I met her and...we're building a great relationship. I know it's too late to go back and rescue you from the streets but maybe it's not too late for that castle. And besides who's to say that he even knows you exist. Maybe your mom ran off when she was pregnant." he hums, making a thoughtful look come over Arya's face
Boden: "Will everybody please meet me in the meeting room."
•
Boden: "And I want to assure you that this in no way reflects any of you. It is all on me."
Ryan: "You can't beat yourself up over it, Chief. Even if you had ordered Borelli out we all know he wasn't going. He thought there was somebody inside he could save."
Kelly: "Any one of us would've made the same call."
Boden: "Be that as it may...I am no longer the Incident Commander of firehouse 51" he informs, making a solemn silence take over the room "Chief Richardson is implementing a new Incident Command Response team within certain firehouses. Feels new leadership will bring about a good change."
Cruz: "Ah, great. Another outsider coming in that gets to tell us all what to do."
Hermann: "Like we haven't had enough of that."
Matt: "Do you know who they're bringing in?"
Boden: "I do" he nods, beginning to walk around the room "And as sad as I was, as soon as Richardson recommended this person that all instantly washed away" he hums, stopping in front of a table "Which is why it is with great honor and pride that I announce that Ryan Casey will be the new Incident Commander for firehouse 51." he declares, making Ryan slowly turn to face him with a shocked look on her face as the others turn to face her with smiles on their faces
Ryan: "Wha-What?"
Arya: "Yeah, Commander!" she cheers, squeezing Ryan's shoulders as the others begin clapping
Cruz: "Alright, Ry!"
Ryan: "Why-why me?"
Boden: "It appears you've garnered Richardson's attention since he became chief. The blue fire incident put you at the forefront of his mind but I must say I am a little disappointed in you Ryan. The fact that you have to ask why" he hums, giving her a soft look "You're a quick and smart thinker. Dedicated to your job. I mean hell it's like you said, you did more than most with only one proper working leg. Not to mention you are one of the only few that can wrangle up this wild bunch" he nods, making the group chuckle "So...will you please stand" he hums, stepping back as Ryan stands from her seat "Congratulations...Commander Casey." he smiles, holding his hand out
Ryan: "Thank you, Chief" she nods, shaking his hand "I won't disappoint you."
Boden: "I know you won't." he hums, pulling Ryan into a hug, releasing her as the others stand from their seats, cheering as they move over to pull her into a hug
•
Matt: "Guess you won't be needing to take the lieutenants test after all, huh."
Ryan: "Guess not" she chuckles, noticing a look on his face "Did you have something to do with this?"
Matt: "Not exactly. After our conversation with Chief Richardson and Tiberg I went to Richardson, asked him about when the next lieutenants test would be."
Ryan: "Little odd for a lieutenant to be asking about the lieutenant's test."
Matt: "Guess he must've picked up on why I was asking" he hums "Trust me had I'd known I would've written you a glowing review."
Ryan: "And I would've given you a giant thank you."
Matt: "Mm-hmm" he chuckles, glancing at the time on his watch "Ah, shoot."
Ryan: "Late for an alderman meeting?"
Matt: "Something like that. There's a summit on public safety in Springfield, and Jasmine wants me to go."
Ryan: "Sounds fun."
Matt: "Yeah, well she says it'll be good to connect with some of the other attendees. I gotta go pack but I promise once I get back we are celebrating."
Ryan: "Holding you to that." she nods, Matt smiling as he leans over to press a kiss to her cheek
Matt: "I'm so proud of you. Congratulations."
Ryan: "Thank you."
•
Jasmine: "We're right down the hall from each other." she nods, handing Matt a room key
Matt: "Okay."
Jasmine: "And here we go" she hums, looking at where a group of men head their way "Senators Reynard and Twigg and Mark Hanson, who's the director of Emergency Management."
Matt: "Copy."
Jasmine: "Director Hanson, you owe me a phone call."
Hanson: "And a Glenlivet on the rocks. Hello, Jasmine."
Jasmine: "This is Alderman Matt Casey, the Chicago firefighter I told you about."
Hanson: "Oh, yes, heard amazing things about you."
Matt: "All lies, all lies." he hums, making the three chuckle
Twigg: "Don't you firefighters have some kind of easy schedule?"
Matt: "We're 24 on, 48 off."
Reynard: "Three-day work week. Must be nice."
Matt: "When we're not running into burning buildings, I guess it is nice, sure."
Hanson: "These guys do amazing work. We're going to grab lunch. You should join us."
Jasmine: "We should. Matt wants to talk to you about the 911 system."
Matt: "That's right, I would."
Hanson: "Sounds like we better get that scotch with the appetizers."
•
Mouch: "Oy, first shift back you're gonna treat me like that?"
Otis: "Mail-order B12 shots. Brain cells are growing like winter wheat and spring has sprung."
Ryan: "What?" she hums, furrowing her brows in confusion, watching as Otis waves her off
Hermann: "Hey, did you guys hear that old McGill at 22 retired?"
Mouch: "He wasn't that old."
Hermann: "Wasn't that old? Crusty old bastard."
Ryan: "Wasn't he the one who would sleep in his turnout pants?"
Hermann: "Mm-hmm."
Arya: "Why?"
Hermann: "So he wouldn't be the last guy on the engine if the bells went off at night."
Cruz: "Who the hell does that?"
Kelly: "Hey, Arya. Someone here for you" he hums, pointing to the apparatus floor as she nods, standing from her seat "Sketchy looking guy. You good?"
Arya: "Yeah, I'm good. Don't worry." she assures
Spinner: "Arya Hayes, as I live and breathe."
Arya: "What's up, Spinner?" she chuckles
Spinner: "You know, business as usual. Nothing like what you got going on though. This is nice." he hums, running his hands along the side of the ambulance
Arya: "You able to get what I asked?"
Spinner: "When have you known me to never come through?" he scoffs, giving her an incredulous look, making her chuckle "You get me what I need?"
Arya: "15,000 arcade tickets. Bash thoroughly enjoyed himself" she hums, handing him a plastic bag full of tickets "Do I even wanna know why you need these?"
Spinner: "Probably not."
Arya: "How is it that you manage to make even arcade tickets seem weird?"
Spinner: "It's a speciality baby. Here you go." he hums, handing her a small note
Arya: "Thanks."
Spinner: "Anytime. See you around." he hums, turning to walk off as Arya looks down at the note in her hand, a look coming over her face
•
Matt: "Hey." he nods, moving over to where Jasmine stands outside a conference room
Jasmine: "There you are. Director Hanson heard you were a golfer. Wants to invite you out to Medinah."
Matt: "Good. And the 911 system?"
Jasmine: "You've got his support, but now you've got to convince the appropriations committee."
Matt: "Will that be easier or harder?"
Jasmine: "You'll be fine. Come on." she chuckles, leading him down the hall
•
Matt: "The OEMC Director says maybe they can start the upgrades in three months, so by this time next year, the 911 system should have a complete overhaul."
Boden: "Well, that is fantastic news, Alderman." he hums, making Matt chuckle
Matt: "And things there?" he hums, glancing up to see Jasmine enter the room, a look coming over his face as he takes in the dress she's wearing
Boden: "Things are running smoothly. Well as smoothly as they can. You just finish up your job there in Springfield and we will hold down the fort here in the meantime."
Matt: "Sounds good. Thanks, Chief."
Boden: "Okay."
•
PA: "Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambo 61, Structure Fire, 4738 North Avenue."
Otis: "Mouch. Mouch" he hums, shaking his leg to try to wake him up "Wow."
Arya: "Mouch, come on. Wake up." she sleepily groans, hitting his foot
Ryan: "Mouch, hey."
Hermann: "Mouch!" he exclaims, shaking the end of his bunk
Mouch: "Yep. Yep, yep, yep. Let's go!" he nods, shooting up from his spot as he places his suspenders over his shoulders, Hermann shaking his head in amusement as he holds the door open for him
•
Boden: "Okay, 51, get a line in there. Squad, start on the top floor. Truck, fifth floor. Get that roof vented."
Kelly: "Copy that."
Hermann: "Hey, Otis, Mouch, to the roof. Dawson, Kidd, you're with me."
Kelly: "Hey, we got two on the stairs here! Let's go!" he points to where a woman and man are slumped along the wall
Hermann: "Hey! Hey! Kidd and I got them. Dawson go with SC and clear the floor."
Dawson: "Copy."
Ryan: "Clear this one!" she points into a room, moving over to another room
Dawson: "Clear!"
Ryan: "One more, then we're out."
Kelly: "Top floor is clear, Chief."
Boden: "Work your way down, Squad."
Kelly: "Copy that."
Boden: "Check that. Everyone out now. The fire's moving up too quickly."
Dawson: "Copy that, Chief." she nods, exiting the room with Ryan, the pair stopping in the hallway when seeing flames take over the ceiling
Ryan: "Go back!" she exclaims, jumping back when the flames shoot onto the ground "Mayday! Mayday! Fifth floor corner unit, northeast corner. Don't have much time. Fire's moving quickly."
Otis: "Northeast corner?"
Mouch: "This is Mouch. We can drop a lifeline."
Boden: "Then do it! And get that ladder over there now."
Mouch: "We're good." he nods, securing the rope onto a pole on the roof as Otis lowers the bag connected to the line
Ryan: "You first." she nods, motioning out the window after breaking away the glass
Dawson: "No."
Ryan: "Hey, no arguments! Go!" she orders, connecting Dawson to the rope, watching as she slowly begins climbing down
Boden: "Come on. Come on." he mutters as the others hurry out the building, looking up at the window
Ryan: "This place is gonna go, Chief."
Boden: "Ryan, get on that line and get out of there." he orders, watching as a small explosion goes off which cuts through the rope
Dawson: "Aah!" she exclaims, falling into the group's arms as they reach up to catch her
Kelly: "We got you."
Boden: "Ryan! Ryan, talk to me."
Hermann: "There she is!" he calls out, pointing to where Ryan's figure is seen through the smoke as she holds onto part of the rope still connected to the ceiling
Kelly: "Hold on, Ry!" he calls out, hurrying up the ladder, watching as she begins to slip "Hold on. Hang on. I gotcha. Come on" he hums, helping her onto the ladder "Yeah, I gotcha. I gotcha."
Ryan: "I'm okay." she assures, Kelly pulling her into a hug after helping her remove her mask
•
Matt: "You sure it's okay we took these?" he hums, motioning to the glasses in their hands
Jasmine: "As long as we don't take them home with us I think we'll be fine."
Matt: "So how'd I do?" he hums, walking along
Jasmine: "Like I've said many times before, you're a natural."
Matt: "Phew." he breathes, pretending to wipe sweat off his face, making the pair laugh
Jasmine: "You were amazing, like a superhero."
Matt: "Oh, come on. We were amazing. I never should have doubted you."
Jasmine: "You'll get past that. Eventually. Hopefully" she hums, making Matt chuckle as she moves to lean against her hotel door "No, but seriously you...you've got a way about you. All the cynicism and phoniness that's part of the game just rolls right off you. Once you get started talking about something you're passionate about...it's hard not to get drawn in. To your words. Your voice. That face of yours also helps quite a lot."
Matt: "Well, like I've said many times before, I wouldn't have done it without you. So thank you. This trip was a great idea."
Jasmine: "Yeah, it was." she nods, standing in a comfortable silence as the pair softly look at each other
Slowly stepping forward he grabs hold of her face, gently pulling her into a kiss as she places her arms around his waist. Deepening the kiss he grabs hold of her keycard, opening the door as the two step inside, slamming the door shut behind them
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Leaning against the truck, Dawson blankly looks at the ground as a thought comes over her. Pulling out her phone she clicks on Joseph's contact, going to dial his number but stops when looking over at where Squad pulls in, driving past where Tina stands with Louie. A smile comes over her face as she moves towards the pair, Louie running towards her as she picks him up in her arms
Dawson: "Hi."
Tina: "Congratulations. You'll make a great mom." she nods as Dawson gives her a teary eyed smile, turning to face where the others stand, happily clapping for her
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Dawson: "This is your new home" she smiles, opening the door to the apartment as she holds onto Louie's hand, leading him inside "Come on."
Watching him take in the room a smile comes over her face as he moves over to the couch, grabbing hold of a teddy bear that sits on it, a soft but sad look coming over her face as she glances to the side, seeing a photo of herself and Joseph sitting on the TV stand
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Walking through a run down apartment building, Arya anxiously places her hands in her pockets as she looks around. Arriving in front of a door she takes in a breath, hesitating for a moment before she knocks on the door. Waiting for a minute she sighs, going to walk off but stops when the door opens, watching as the woman's eyes widen
Arya: "Hey, mom."
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Wesley: "Hey, Joseph, thanks for coming."
Joseph: "You made it sound urgent."
Wesley: "Yeah. I got a patient 51 pulled out of a fire couple weeks ago. She slipped into a coma and today she woke up. First thing she requested was the police. Said she wouldn't allow an examination without talking to the police first."
Joseph: "Alright."
Wesley: "Hey, Cynthia. This is Detective Joseph Riley with CPD Intelligence. Would you mind if I do a small examination while you two talk?"
Joseph: "Hi, Cynthia. Heard you had something you wanted to tell me."
Cynthia: "The man...the man..." she rasps, harshly swallowing
Wesley: "She was brought in with a man who was inside the house with her."
Joseph: "Are you looking for him? Is he a friend of yours?"
Cynthia: "No!" she exclaims, shooting her hand out to grip onto his arm "I bumped into him one day at the coffee shop. And then...I just thought I never noticed him. I saw him everywhere I went. It was only until he showed up at my job that I realized something was wrong. We have a small group. No way I wouldn't noticed him before."
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Outside of Molly's sits a car with a man inside. Hearing the door open the man looks over at where Ryan and Hermann exit the bar, locking the door behind them. Grabbing hold of a camera he snaps pictures as Hermann leads Ryan to her car, holding the door open for her as they share a quick hug. Pulling the camera down, the two watch as Ryan starts to drive off, Hermann waving as he enters his own car
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Joseph: "So you're saying this Justin guy stalked you."
Cynthia: "He tried to kill me. He...took me to that house...kept going on and on about how we were destined to be together and...and..." she begins wheezing, harshly breathing
Joseph: "Okay, okay, okay" he nods, rubbing her hand in comfort as Wesley places a mask over her face, following Joseph out the room "You know who she's talking about?"
Wesley: "I'd have to check. His injuries weren't that bad so he wasn't here long."
Joseph: "I just need a name."
Wesley: "You got it."
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Inside a dark room the man sits at a table as he watches photographs be developed. Grabbing hold of some of the photos he moves them over to a clothing line, clipping the photos onto it. Moving over to where another section of photos sit he grabs hold of one, looking down at the photo of Ryan as he lightly runs his finger along the side of her face
AN: And onward to season 5!! What are some things you guys want to see next season?