What happens in Vegans Definitely didn't stay there

Chapter 14: Wedding Bells

Sylvie, Stella and Gabby have a girls night, Sylvie's in danger, and Mouch and Trudy get married.

There were two empty bottles of wine on the table, and the three women were making their way through a third, laughing and eating cheese. They'd grown closer to Kidd as she'd arrived in 51, and it was nice to finally have an evening together that was outside of a bar. Kelly had promised that he'd stay out until Molly's closed to give them all time to themselves.

Her front door opened, and Sylvie turned her head, spotting Kelly and Matt coming in. Gabby walked up to kiss her husband on the cheek, and Sylvie spotted Kelly's shocked reaction at seeing Stella. He waved and went into his bedroom without so much as a word. Gabby said her goodbyes, Matt giving a wave to his firefighter and a hug to Sylvie as he left. Once the living room was quiet, Sylvie poured out the wine into their two glasses, filling Stella's nearly to the brim.

"What's going on with you and Kelly?" She fixed Stella with her version of Antonio's detective look, and Stella crumbled under it. Mostly from the wine, but partly from the look.

"When I was in the Academy, he was training me in rescue procedure. We got along, we flirted, and one night he turned up at my door with two six-packs. And my ex husband opened the door and threatened to kill him if he turned up again." Stella's face was bright red with embarrassment. "He ran, dropping the beer on the floor, and I hadn't seen him until I walked into 51. We've been avoiding each other. How come you live together?" Stella turned the tables, taking a gulp of her wine and swiping a cracker through the cooling baked brie.

"We each needed a roommate. I used to live with Gabby, he used to live with Matt. When they got married we figured why not move in together, save us both finding somewhere to live. He's a good guy, I'm glad to live with him." Sylvie copied Stella's motion before putting her glass down and rising.

"I'm moving to water if I don't want to be hungover as hell tomorrow. I'm getting breakfast before his shift with Antonio. Want some?" Sylvie held up a second glass and Stella nodded.

"Sure. I should probably head home pretty soon anyway," she said, taking the glass from Sylvie. "How long have you and Dawson been a thing?"

"Officially? Five months. Unofficially? Without the break it's been nearly a year. We split up in May when we had a fight and he found out when I said I lived with Kelly it was Severide. We got back together after a shooting in October. He got me and my partner out of there alive, and we realised we deserved another shot." Sylvie drained her glass, rinsing it and putting it in the dishwasher. Stella followed suit, and gave Sylvie a hug.

"I'll text when I get home, ok?" She said, grabbing her coat and opening the door, waving goodbye.

The next shift dawned with a text from Gabby saying she had a migraine and was going to be out. Sylvie and Boden decided to pull Borelli in as a float for the shift, rather than wait for HQ to call someone down. The candidate was green, but he held his own on their first call. They got back to the house and were about to grab breakfast when the bells went again.

Ambulance 61. Man down from unknown causes, 128 South Pulaski

"No rest for the wicked, Borelli. Let's go!" She saw him look longingly at the chicken and waffles that were there, but they had to get out.

A bystander directed them under the overpass, and once they did the primary survey Sylvie saw the bullet hole in his leg.

"I'm gonna wrap up the leg, go get the stretcher and call dispatch. Let them know that this is a crime scene, ok?"

"You got it." He ran back to the ambo around the block as Sylvie tried to stop the bleeding. A man pulled her off the patient and she heard three gunshots, terror chilling her to the bone.