Prompt: After ending her unhealthy relationship with Harrison for good, Sylvie worries about how returning to dating will go. After a suggestion from Kelly, a plan is arranged between the two: different sets of words are agreed on, and if any set is said, the other would be there to step in however needed. Only one word is needed for a simple escape. A set of words . . . well, they had hoped that would never be used.
5(ish) times Kelly and Sylvie used a safe word for help, and 1 time words they hoped to never use are.
My first time writing a one-shot for this trio, and it ends up almost 13K words. The 5 + 1, including extra scenes and an epilogue. Yeah, there was no way that was getting done in time for my birthday Monday. XD
Enjoy!
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"Good for you!"
The exclamation from Gabby made Kelly look up from the squad table, and he saw Sylvie wilt from doing inventory on the ambulance, glaring at Gabby. "You didn't need to shout!" she hissed.
"What's going on?" Herrmann asked, looking up from where he was helping Matt complete inventory on the truck.
Gabby bounced up and down, a wide grin on her face. Sylvie finally sighed, putting her clipboard down. "I have a date at the end of the week," she admitted.
"Oh!" Herrmann grinned. "Good for you!"
"Thanks," Sylvie sighed, looking at Gabby as she hopped out of the ambulance. "I just wanted to see how it went before I shared with the house."
"Sorry," Gabby smiled sheepishly. "I'm just glad you're getting back out there, girl."
"Thanks," Sylvie gave a small smile back.
Kelly frowned, leaning back in his chair and watching Gabby join Matt and Herrmann for inventory. After a moment, his gaze slid back to Sylvie, watching her nervously tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear as she went back to inventory. "Hey, Cruz?" he turned in his chair to face the newest member of Squad 3.
"Yeah?" Joe looked up from helping Tony with his crossword.
"Is it just me, or was Brett a little tense there for a second?"
Joe frowned, turning to watch Sylvie mumble to herself as she looked through the ambulance. "I know she was a little anxious about telling me and Otis she had a date," he shrugged. "She probably didn't expect Dawson to announce it to us here."
Kelly hummed, tapping his pen against the table and watching Sylvie for a few more seconds.
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The laughter of Chili as she recounted one of their ambulance runs to Jimmy at Molly's rang in Sylvie's ears as she stared into her wine glass, her foot absently bouncing where it rested on one of the bars of the stool. She kept looking at the texts she had been exchanging with her date in two days, constantly reading every line.
"Hey, Brett?"
She squeaked and jumped, so startled she knocked her glass over and spilling her wine. "Oh, my God!" she blushed furiously, leaping from her chair and grabbing napkins. "I am so sorry, Severide – !"
"Hey, don't worry about it," Kelly shook his head, helping her mop up the spilled drink. "I didn't realize you would be so startled. That's on me, alright?" He turned around, waving to Otis at the bar. "Hey, Otis! Another drink for Brett on my tab!"
"Coming right up!" he gave a thumbs up in return.
"You don't have to do that," Sylvie shook her head.
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