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𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗘𝗗: 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻 :)

𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬: 𝗬/𝗡 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗮 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗖𝗜 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲, 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗮𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴.

𝗔𝗚𝗘:
𝗬/𝗡: 𝟮𝟰
𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥: 𝟭𝟳

𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘:
𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥: 𝗠𝗔𝗫

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦:
𝗛𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗬 𝗨𝗣𝗧𝗢𝗡
𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗞 𝗩𝗢𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧
𝗝𝗔𝗬 𝗛𝗔𝗟𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗗
𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗛𝗔𝗟𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗗
𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚
𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗗𝗬 𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗧

𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥
•••••

you and the team sat by your desk doing paperwork on a recent case, you closed. open and shut easy as a pie.

you just finished signing off the last sheet, when your phone started ringing, you looked up off the paper.

looking at the name, it was your brother, max.

you picked up and quickly walked into the hallway.

"hello? max? whats up?" you rambled, he never called you. the two off you always texted.

you heard laboured breathing for the other side, sending you straight into panic.

you ran into the room, straight too your desk. you scanned the desk for a second, grabbing your gun, radio and your waistband.

everyone looked up as you ran in, confused, they didn't say anything just watched as you yelled down the phone too your brother.

"max i swear too god! where are you?" you tracked his phone, seeing he was on the other side of chicago. where all the gangs where.

you panicked more, as you ran down the steps, opening the gate rushing down the stairs, almost falling at the end.

you ran past trudy, muttering things. you grabbed your car keys from your back pocket.

unlocking your car, you hoped in turning the key and turning on your lights.

you sped down the streets of chicago, as soon as you arrived, you hoped out of your car grabbing your gun and flashlight.

"max?" you called out hoping to get at least a call for help.

you searched every room, on every floor. until the last one.

you opened the door, your eyes scanning the room. your eyes landed on a body in the corner of the room. rushing over, you landed on your knees turning the body over.

you gasped, when you saw your little brother, blood pouring out of a gun shot wound.

you pressed down hard, on the wound.

your eyes teared up, watery crystal tears falling out off your eyes.

"1010, i need an ambo to my location immediately!" you yelled into your radio. pushing more pressure onto the wound.

back at the district, everyone heard your call over their radios. they all grabbed their gear.

joining up into teams of two, and driving too your location.

they followed the calls from your voice, as you pushed max too keep his eyes open.

"come on max, keep them eyes open!" you whispered too your younger brother, a single glance of hope.

hank and hailey walked into the room, you where sitting.

they both ran over, hailey took over, pushing with all her might on the wound.

hank grabbed you and held you tight.

he was whispering to you, as you looked at your brother. his eyes closed as his chest moved up and down slowly.

the ambulance, arrived and took max away.

you hoped into the back of the ambo. 

the team arrived at MED, just as dr manning and dr halstead walked out.

natalie came over first, rubbing her arm up and down your back as you cried into her shoulder.

you knew what they came too say, max was gone.

you'd never see him again, his life was cut short at the age of 17.

hailey came over and took you from natalie, whispering into your ear.

"Y/N, Y/N. it's okay" hailey soothed into your ear, rubbing your back and playing with your hair.

that's how the night ended, you crying into hailey's neck, trying too find peace.

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