I ALMOST DO | k. severide

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MON AMOUR

Skylar was sat inbetween Gabby and Shay, the driver, in the cab of the ambo. Sky flinched when Shay yelled in her ear.

"There's Willie, our favorite doorman!"

"Willie!" The three shouted, waving at the man.

"I should flash him next time," Shay states. "Love that guy."

Skylar laughed while Gabby responded, "Unprofessional."

"Ambulance 61, battery, 71 West Superior"

Skylar picked up the radio, "Ambulance 61, responding."

Gabby flicked on the lights and sirens as Shay sped up.

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Skylar pushed through the people in the bar, crowding around the man laying on the ground.

"Alright, alright. Give us some room! Come on," she spoke up.

"You go home. Just go back. Go back to wherever you--" the drunk man slurred.

"Oh, you got a nasty cut there," Gabby stated once they were kneeled by the man.

"Get your hands off me!" the man exclaimed.

"Hey! We're with the CFD, sir, we're here to fix you up," Skylar pushed back.

"Fix me up? No, it's these Irish inbreds you should be fixing up. I've got four brothers, and they're both-- they're-- both of 'em-- they're gonna- they're gonna own this place."

Shay sighed, "what happened here?" she asked the bartended.

"No one here saw anything," the man responded.

"It's called a black and tan!"

"It's called a half and half, you moron!"

"Ireland sucks," he started singing, "Got save our gracious queen. Long live our n-" someone threw a glass at him as he continued to sing.

"Let's move him now, alright?" Gabby instructed.

"Alright, come on!" Skylar and Shay pulled the man to his feet.

"Yup, we're going, let's go," Skylar announced.

"Move over!" Gabby pushed through the crowd to get to the door.

"And don't come back! Piss off!" the bartender exclaimed.

"We got this," a patrol officer told them as they rushed past the group inside.

"Have fun in there," Shay said sarcastically.

The man continued to sing while the paramedics strapped him to their gurney.

"You gotta give it a rest and hold still, sir," Gabby exclaimed.

Skylar got him strapped in and turned around to her jump bag. The man was still mumbling about black and tan.

"Hello sweet cheeks," the man said, grabbing Skylar on the ass.

"Hey," Skylar spun around, slapping the man's hands away. "Get your hands off me."

He fell asleep while Shay and Gabby were pulling him away.

-

"So you're gonna bring that doctor to the barbecue?" Shay asked Gabby.

"Uh... I don't know," the PIC responded.

"Honestly, not every decision has to be an act of congress," Skylar huffed as they worked on the man.