Help Her

Until the Weather Breaks

A/N This is a Chicago Fire episode that I couldn't help but include because the ideas raging through my head for this one wouldn't be quiet until I got them down and this is what came out of it.

However, I will be including the next three Fire episodes as well because I absolutely love the story arc that connects them all.

Now, I'll shut up and let you all continue on to the chapter! Please relax, and enjoy the read!

~Princess <3

*Firehouse 51: Common Room*

Kelly and Ana walked in just as a news report began playing on the TV.

"Action Four alert: Reports of gunfire at Roosevelt Road near Clinton Street in the South Loop. . ."

"Roosevelt and Clinton. Isn't that where Engine went?" Mouch inquired, voice slightly muffled by the remote held up to his mouth.

"I think they caught a fire at Roosevelt and Canal." Joe replied from the chair to his left. "Hey, Ana, you know anything about that?"

"Actually, Intelligence responded to that but my guess is they're still working the scene cause I haven't heard from them yet." She shrugged in response.

Otis, who'd been sitting at the round table with Capp and Tony, scrunched his brows together as he realized something.

"Where you been, Severide?" The Elevator man wondered.

Kelly hesistated for a moment and glanced over.

"Uh, paperwork in my office." He replied, heading towards the counter while Ana followed him step for step.

"No, I mean off shift." Otis sighed. "We- we haven't seen you in Molly's lately."

"Uh, I. . . just been slammed." Kelly muttered, ignoring the brunette's scrutinizing gaze.

"Yeah, all right." The Elevator man scoffed. "Well, get your butt back on the bar stools. You're good for business."

"You know what would be better is putting out pretzels." Capp chimed in. "I've been telling Kidd this."

"Oh, yeah, that's it." Otis grinned.

Ana rolled her eyes at their antics and followed her Godson over to the refrigerator. She leant against it while he grabbed a glass off the nearby counter and began rummaging around inside. The brunette was about to say something when Matt appeared from deeper within the Kitchen Area.

"I have a crazy idea." He informed.

"Yeah?" Kelly motioned for him to continue while pulling out a pitcher full of water.

He glanced at Ana to see if she wanted any but the older woman merely shook her head in reply.

"I was reading about these last-minute plane deals where you sign up to fly any place there's a cancellation. Could be South Africa, Japan, some island off the coast of Scotland. You don't know until they call." Matt explained, catching the Lieutenant's skeptical look. "What? Guaranteed adventure. Spin the wheel. Go wherever they tell you."

"That's how you end up in a Turkish prison somewhere." Capp spoke up.

"Turkey, Capp." Mouch shook his head. "Turkish prisons are in Turkey."

Kelly snorted and returned the pitcher to it's rightful place while Ana, once again, rolled her eyes at their antics. Matt just ignored them altogether and turned back to his fellow officer.

"Well?" He inquired.

"I- I get two furloughs a year." The Lieutenant pointed out. "I want to know where I'm going."