Hello all you wonderful Chicago Fire fans out there. I came up with the idea of this story a while ago, but I wanted to complete my other story, Losing it All, first. With that being said, Shay is still alive in my story and it takes place right after the explosion, I thought about changing it so that it would parallel with the show more, but then I realized that if I did it that way, then I would have to change the whole story and lets be honest we could all do with a little Shay in our lives right now, even if it comes in a fan fiction story. So I hope that you enjoy in this story and I hope to hear what you think.

Thanks,

Grace

Chapter One

Matt opens his eyes, staring at the ceiling of warehouse, his eyes still ringing from the explosion that just threw him half way to the other side of the room. A groan escapes his lips as he sits up to evaluate his surroundings, with each moment his body displace how fragile it actually is. He climbs to his feet slowly and biting down as he tries to force the pain away.

"Casey," he hears his name called from behind him. Matt instantly turns around to find Herrmann. "You alright?"

"Yeah," Matt answers back and panic surges through him as he watches the rest of his men climb to their feet. "Everyone alright?" he asks doing his best to try and hide his own pain.

"We're good," Cruz says as he helps Mouchup from the hard ground, which has has large gash in his left leg.

"Casey!" Severide's voice echoes through the stairwell from the other side of the room.

"We're fine," Matt calls out as he eyes all of his men making sure that they weren't lying.

As Matt and Severide began to take inventory of their men, relieve spread through their bodies. Everyone seemed to be a little banged up with cuts and bruises, but for the most part in one piece.

"Severide, Casey," Chief's voice rings through the speaker of the walkie-talkie, "Is everyone okay?"

"Yeah Chief, Mouch is a little banged up but he will be alright," Matt says as they begin to move throughout the floor looking for a safe exist.

"Tell Shay and Dawson to be ready, Mouch is going to need to be stitched up," Severide added.

"Shay and Dawson are still inside," Chief said with all most a shake in his voice.

Matt and Severide both looked at each other with panic and worry readable in their eyes. They immediately began to call for both women as they found a staircase covered in broken concrete and steal pipes.

"Gabby," Matt called as he did his best to make his way down to the first floor without injuring himself. His heart raced with every step he took to find her, he needed to see her and hold her in his arms. "Gabby," he called again as he begun to dig through some rumble.

"Casey!" Severide called his name, drawing his attention to the other side of the building. He knew that whatever he found wasn't good. What seemed like hours was actually seconds when he reached Severide. Severide was leaning over two bodies as they lay on the cold hard floor. Matt instantly fell to his knees as he took in Gabby's unresponsive body. With a shaking hand, he checked for a pulse and relieved to find she had one. It was weak, but it was there. Tears began to sting his blue eyes as he lifted her from the ground. He knew that he shouldn't carry her out like this, but he didn't know how much time they had before the building would cave.

"Come on baby," stay with me he whispered into her ear as he moved as fast as possible with Severide carrying Shay right behind him, "I need you to stay with me." Matt could see two ambulances racing towards them with their sirens blazing. He placed a light kiss on Gabby's forehead, as his tears continued to roll down his dirty cheeks. He turned his head to see his men coming out wide opening of the door; he then looked back down at Gabby. He knew that he really should stay with his men to make sure that everyone was okay, but there was no way in hell he was going to leave Gabby.

"What happened?" Chout asked jumping out of the rig looking at Matt. His partner opened the back door to the ambulance and pulled out the gurney. Matt rushed over to it with Gabby in his arms and set her small body down.

"An explosion from an open flame, Dawson has been unconscious since we found her," he tells him trying his best to hold back any emotion he had in his voice. Matt watches as Chout and his partner begin to work on Gabby. He moves closer as they load her into the ambulance and without thinking Matt climbs in, "I'm going," he states looking up at Chout.

Chout just nods his head as he shuts the doors and within moments the rig is in gear.

Matt and Kelly wait along with the rest of the crew from 51 on news about Dawson and Shay. Nobody says a words as they wait, each one lost in their own thoughts. Matt glances around as he member of the house, his mouth opens to say something, but he silenced by the sight of two doctors walking into the waiting room.

"Family of Gaberila Dawson," the blonde haired doctor calls out as he glances around the room. Matt instantly stands up, "I'm her boyfriend," Matt says clearing his throat.

"Ms. Dawson has suffered a collapsed lung and some internal bleeding, which were able to control with emergency surgery. We will be monitoring her vitals throughout the night, but we believe that she will make a full recovery."

Matt felt like he could breathe again, "When can I see her?" he asked.

"In just a few minutes, we are currently moving her into a different room. Someone will come out and let you know when you are able to see her."

Matt nodding his head, "thank you," he said as he watched the doctor walk away.

"I assume you are all her for Leslie Shay," the other doctor said, everyone nods their heads.