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Chapter 53: When Gravity Starts to Pull

Summary:Matt goes back to work to welcome a new candidate to 51.

"You know how I told you someone was going to hook up the other night?" Shay asks Brett as they walk into the house together next shift.

"Yeah," Sylvie answers with a nod.

"Well, I'm pretty sure I know who did."

Sylvie grabs Shay's wrist and squeezes, bringing her to a stop next to their rig. "Who?"

"Let's just say Severide wasn't at Molly's or our apartment when he got the call from PD about Casey," Leslie tells her with a wiggle of her brows. "And I'm almost completely certain he had an early morning visitor at the hotel."

"Oh my god," Sylvie says with a wide grin as she releases Shay's wrist. "April?"

"No, April left town. I know because he offered to take her out for her last night and he was seriously disappointed when she turned him down. She came by the apartment briefly but only to give him a letter and say a short goodbye in person. So, it's definitely not April."

Sylvie's eyes widen. "Oh! I think I know who it is. When I woke up yesterday morning Matt said Stella was already gone and when we got back from the district the night before she knew about PD getting you guys rooms and Matt and I never told her that."

"This is great news," Shay says with a gleeful grin.

"It also means I owe Matt all the cash in my wallet," Sylvie says, smiling to herself softly.

Shay looks confused. "Huh?"

"We made a bet about Kidd and Severide. He won," she explains quickly. "He said they'd happen in two weeks and I said a month."

"Uh huh."

Her partner's tone sounds strange so Sylvie looks up to find her smirking secretively.

"What? What's that look?" Sylvie asks.

"Nothing," she replies quickly. "There's no look."

"No, I know you. That's a look."

"Well...it's just I've noticed you and Casey are spending quite a bit of time together lately."

Sylvie blushes furiously and hopes her recent decidedly non-platonic thoughts can't be read through it.

"I mean, since Mills left you two have been practically joined at the hip."

"Well, that's just because I was the only one who knew he was working with PD on the whole Nesbitt thing," she explains, only realizing after that it may not help her case.

"Yes," Shay says with a shit-eating grin. "And isn't that interesting?"

"No, it isn't, really," Sylvie answers, heading for the double doors that lead into the house.

"I beg to differ, Farmgirl. If it wasn't interesting, you wouldn't be blushing."

"Can we get back to talking about Kidd and Severide?" Sylvie asks with a huff.

"Brett! Shay!" Herrmann calls as they pass the common room. He meets them in the doorway with a wan smile. "Any word on how Casey's doing?"

"He's talked to her more than me," Shay says as she nods toward Brett. "But I do know he called the Chaplain yesterday. Met him at his office and was gone for a few hours."

"He did?" Sylvie asks with a hopeful smile. "I mean he promised me he would but I hadn't had a chance to talk to him about it."

"Oh," Shay says, looking even more pleased with herself. "So, that was your doing then?"