Bella - Antonio Dawson - Chicago PD

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"Il head round back, you got the front?" I asked as I grabbed my gun

"Be careful Bella" Antonio added

"Always am senex" I laughed as I ran around the back

I've been a cop for 6 years now. I got partnered with Antonio right as I joined the unit. My name isn't Bella, that means beautiful in Spanish. When I first joined the unit I was extremely insecure, Antonio started calling me "Bella" and we've been partners ever since. And for the record "Senex" means old man.

I ran around the back and saw a man peering round the corner, he saw me and started shooting.

"Shots fired at the police, I repeat shots fired at the police" I yelled down my radio as I took cover

The guy then started to run and I began to shoot but I missed and he got away.

"We're 5 minutes out, Hang on Y/N!" Voight said through the radio

"Bella?!" Antonio yelled as he ran over to me

"I'm okay, I'm okay" I said as Antonio "searched" me for any injuries

"The teams 5 minutes out, were fine" I smiled

"Once we're done here. Me and you are going to Molly's. I could really go for a..." Antonio said as a bullet pierced through his chest and his blood splattered on my face

"Antonio!" I yelled as he began to fall

However the shots kept coming, I drove behind a dumpster for cover and began to shoot back. My eyes drifting to Antonio every so often. The guy ran, I managed to get his leg, he wasn't getting far.

"Shots fired, Man down! Requesting ambo back up asap!" I yelled into my radio as I began to apply pressure to his wound

"Hey, you look at me. You keep those eyes open, remember I said you have beautiful eyes? I've not seen enough of them. Keep breathing, your going to be fine" I said, my breathing beginning to pick up

"B-Bella" Antonio said, slowly loosing control of his breath

"Don't try to talk" I said

"God damn it! Where's my ambo!" I yelled into my radio as I heard sirens

"4 minutes out" Main replied

"That's not fast enough!" I yelled as the team ran over

"Y/N?" Kevin asked

"He ran down that alley, I got him in the leg. He's not going far" I yelled as Kevin and Adam ran down the alley way

Jay and Hailey ran to the car and drove alongside Adam and Kevin meanwhile Voight never left my side.

Ambo arrived a short time later and loaded him up and drove away. I stood up, looking at my hands covered in his blood. I felt his blood drip from my chin onto my shirt.

"He's going to pull through, it's Dawson we're talking about" Voight said as he put a hand on my shoulder

An hour later we were all gathered in the hospital waiting room, I was still covered in blood. Me and Antonio made a promise, if one of us got hurt the other one would always be by their side if that's in a hospital room or hospital waiting room. We're not leaving. Gabby and Casey then came running in.

"What the hell happened?!" Gabby yelled

Everyone looked at me

"We had a few extra minutes to spare today. Antonio had offered to cover a shift for 2 patrol men who were going to see their daughters graduate. We responded to a noise complaint, the guy hadn't left the scene. I took the back and he started to shoot at me. Antonio ran to me and the guy ran the other way. Antonio had his back turned and I guess I missed the guy. He shot him" I said

"Why the hell didn't you pack the wound right there and then!" Gabby yelled

"They guy wasn't stopping so...I had to" I said as Gabby stopped me

"So you left him to die to protect yourself?!" Gabby yelled

"If I had packed the wound straight away then I would've been shot too and we both would have been dead" I explained

"It should be you in there! Not him!" Gabby yelled

"That's enough" Voight said as he stepped in

"Come on Gabby" Casey said as he shot me an apologetic look before walking out with Gabby

The day went by slowly, everyone had left. I stayed. Maggie then walked out alongside Will

"Will?" I asked as I stood up

"He's stable, the bullet compressed around his lungs. He couldn't breath. We rushed him to surgery and Connor managed to remove the bullet. He then coded and we're not sure if he's going to make it through the night" Will explained

"What's his survival rate?" I asked

"40%" Maggie replied...

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