Chapter 1
The call had gone wrong. I mean of course it did. It always does when you need it to go right. The roof had collapsed right under Kelly’s feet. That’s not even the worst part. Kelly couldn’t move. As in this is because of his stupid neck injury he hid for months and now he can’t move.
Leslie Shay thought that Kelly was an idiot and she sure was gonna tell him. Just maybe when he can move again, if he can ever move again.
She and Dawson now had to treat him and this wasn’t gonna be fun. They knew exactly what injury Kelly has and know exactly what he’s taking.
Explaining this to Boden is not going to fun.
Shay thought that having Kelly paralysed-temporarily or not was the worse part. Turns out it definitely can get worse.
Casey and Millis had gotten Kelly out of the hole, which could’ve made his injury worse considering they didn’t have the time to do it without injuring him because of the fire.
Kelly was on the spinal bored and Dawson had just finished putting a C-collar on him and was now starting to measure his heart rate, while Shay was measuring his blood pressure. They were both listing things that it was impossible for them to know without being in a hospital.
For example they named specifically what painkillers he was using.
They were getting suspicious looks from the team that was gathered around them.
Not even that was what was wrong. There was a commotion over at the police tape. Boden was there. Trying to stop a reporter from broadcasting live?
“Oh shit!” Shay exclaimed aloud. Receiving strange looks from everyone
Kelly seemed to have caught on even though he was barely conscious.
Shay was looking towards Kelly and up at Bowden. A silent debate of who needs her more.
“Go.” He said in a raspy voice grabbing her arm as she went to move. “Make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid. He’s al’dy had such a hard time.” His voice was getting weaker as he spoke. He spoke in a whisper, “‘don’t let him do it again.”
Shay took less than a moment to observe Kelly. To be honest, he looked like shit. Dark patches under his eyes, ruffled hair, mixed with sweat and dirt. Tears running down his face.
She didn’t take any longer to observe him and in her full turnout gear, she sprinted back to the station. She could tell the moment Kelly blacked out when all commotion behind her started.
She felt tears dripping down her face as she ran and was thankful that the station wasn’t very far, she could get there in 5 minutes.
When she got to the station she didn’t bother to change out of her turnout gear. She ran straight to her car and put her foot on the pedal.
As she drove she felt more tears fall. She might lose two brothers and she’s not sure she could handle that.
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Boden held his head in his hands as he walked towards his team. He was gonna have to be the one to explain why Shay ran off and who he was talking about. “One at a time,” was the only this he said once reaching the group, trusting that they would know what he meant.
“I have one.” Casey said angerly. “Where the fuck did Shay go and what on earth was Severide on about.”
Boden let out a long exhale. This was going to be a long day.
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The flight to the LAX was roughly 4hours. She was on a private jet, courtesy of some rich guy who owed her a favour. She somehow managed to get the pilot to speed up the flight time.
She was in LA 2 and a half hours after the call. Many thoughts ran through her head. The main one being, What if she was too late?
Shay couldn’t think like that though. She needed to be strong for him.
She ran as fast as she could to the taxi bay. Getting into one she may or may not have bribed the driver to break a few laws to get her to the station ASAP.
The drive was was 45minutes reduced to 15. She payed the driver $400, he had hazardously parked, half in the garage of the fire house.
Shay was worried. She was anxious. She couldn’t lose her little brother. They may not be blood related but they were siblings in every way that counted.
She frantically got out of the taxi and slammed the door bidding the taxi driver a Thankyou and Goodbye. She immediately started screaming “Severide,” she will later, definitely deny her panic.
It also maybe wasn’t the best idea to still be wearing her turnout wear to a LA fire station, but in her panic he she wasn’t worried about that. At all.
She screamed “Severide” a few time’s before someone came out to her.
“Can I help you ma’am?”
“I’m looking for Severide.” She replied calmly.
“I’m sorry, but there’s no one with that name at this station.”
“Yes there is, his name is Evan Severide.” Shay glared at him.
“Once again ma’am, no one here has that name, would you like me to try find him.”
“Uhh,” Shay racked her mind. What was the other name he used? She thought.
“Buckley. Evan Buckley.” She said in triumph. The mans eyes turned cold.
“Where is Evan Buckley?” She said with a stern voice.
The man glared at her and turned around, his shirt said Diaz in it. Huh she thought. So this is the dick that broke my little brother’s heart.
“Don’t know, don’t care.” He replied coldly.
Shay glared at his back, he didn’t deserve Severide Jr, as she thought of somewhere you would go for privacy.
“Think, think, think.” She murmured to herself. Bathroom, she thought. She saw a door towards the back of the station by what looked like a locker room, which by the way definitely did not meet LAFD regulations being glass, the door looked like it could be the bathroom, it did not have any indications it could be the bathroom either. She was definitely going to be reporting this.
She ran to the door pushing it open. “Severide!” She called as she opened the door. The sight made her heart break. Evan was standing there, with a bottle of pills in his hand and a half dozen resting in his other palm. That’s not the part that made her so upset. It was his appearance.
He was so skinny. Skinnier than he was the last time she had seen him, he still had muscle but it was clear he wasn’t eating. His eyes, were red rimmed and glassy, yet devoid of emotion.
Fuck. She thought. He had definitely already taken some of the pills. She continued observing him.
He was pale and his cheeks were hollow. His hair was messy and it looked like he hadn’t slept for weeks.
Something else caught her attention. He shoulder. The one holding the pill bottle, was definitely not in place. It was noticeably dislocated.
Shay frowned. How had no one noticed that his shoulder was dislocated. She knew that the team didn’t care for him but she didn’t think it was this bad that they would ignore his injuries.
Evan looked towards her. “Put the pills down Sev Jr. Please.”
“Why am I still here.” He said without emotion . “Why doesn’t anyone love me.”
“I love you. Kelly loves you. Boden loves you. If you met the rest of the team, they’ll love you too.” Shay replies.
“Then why is Kel going to leave.” Evan said, voice waviering.
“He’s not. He cares for you. He’s going to fight to come back to you. He always will always try his hardest to get back to YOU. The same goes for me too.”
Evan seemed to be fighting voices in his head. “Even after last time?” He whispered insecurely.
Shay frowned. “Especially after last time. We love you. Come back to me Sev.”
The pills fell from his hands and he walked over to Shay. She wrapped her arms around him carefully, trying to avoid hurting his shoulder more.
“We love you Lieutenant Evan Severide.” At that sentence he broke. He bust into tears and buried his head into her shoulder. Shay stood there patiently letting him take his time, murmuring comforting words into his ear.
After around half an hour Shay spoke, “My legs are too old for this how about we sit down and put your shoulder back into place.”
Evan Nodded and sat on the bench. Also something she was going to have to complain about, I mean why are there benches in the restroom.
She easily slid his shoulder back into place. He didn’t even say a word, or scream. She frowned once more as she bandaged his arm with the bandages she keeps in her pockets, and put a sling in his arm.
“Go talk to you Captain Baby Sev.” Shay said.
Evan gave a mini laugh and nodded but there was a look of fear in his eyes. “Can you- can you maybe come with me.”
That was a cause for concern. No one should be scared of their captain.
“Of course, but can I meet you up there in minute. I’m going to quickly get updates on Kelly. Is that alright.”
“Yea- yea no it’s fine.” He said nervously leaving the room.
She hadn’t even gotten her phone from her pocket when she figured out the reason Evan was scared of the Captain. The yelling was enough of an indication.
“WHAT WERE YOU DOING?! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN THESE PAST FEW HOURS!?! GET BACK TO YOUR CHORES NOW!!!”
Baby Sev was shying away from the Captain when she reached the loft. Shay frowned, this wasn’t the Evan she knows.
He was slowly inching towards Tylenol someone had left on the counter. So it was that bad. Shay made up her mind and she doesn’t care is Evan likes it or not.
“Get away from the pills Lieutenant,” Shay growled towards Evan.
She than turned towards the Captain. “What kind of Captain are you?” She asked rhetorically. “You’re a disappointment. One of your fire fighters is AFRIAD of you. He’s clearly injured and you want him to go back to doing chores?” The captain seemed to look a little guilty, she wasn’t buying that, he just wanted her to go easy on him. Not. Happening. “As far as I know, he’s been mistreated here. He’s been bullied. As I know for a fact he isn’t allowed in calls. So how the hell did he have a dislocated arm! Not to mention the fact there are so many violations of this place, which I will be mentioning to LAFD.” Shay took a deep breath.
“Don’t expect Severide back.” She said pointing towards Evan. “He’s not coming back. Not now, not ever, unless he chooses to on his own free will.”
She shakes her head and says softer to Evan. “Go grab you stuff from your locker Sev. We’re leaving.”
Evan didn’t complain, that was new. And Shay definitely did not like it.
She ignored the questioning looks she got as she left. This is where she regrets not removing her turnout gear, that has her name and Chicago on the back.
She blames her self that they found him. That’s something she will never forgive herself for.