#2 Our City, Our Rules (A Chicago P.D./Chicago Fire Fanfiction)

Chapter 21 "The Deadly Save and Sickness"

Boden saw Rae dive for the ladder and ran under it, catching her as she fell the twenty feet.

"Can you hear me?!" He yelled, but her eyes didn't even flutter.

"We got this!" Xander said, as him and Sylvie were running over.

"What happened?" Sylvie asked as she strapped her to the backboard.

"She just jumped out of that window up there. As the explosion happened, she launched herself out that window and hit the ladder. I caught her as she was falling."

They inserted an i.v. into her neck, then a breathing tube in her throat.

"NO! NO!" Gabby screamed and tried to run at them.

Mouch held her back. "Let the medics do their job, Gabby. She'll be fine."

"Let me go!"

"You need to stay back and let them do their job."

"That's my daughter!"

"You need to stay here and get this fire under control. I'll go with her, okay?" Peter said.

"Let me go and you stay!"

"You stay and I'll go. While they're in front, I can tend to her in the back. I used to be a paramedic."

"I did too!"

"You can barely stand to see other patients like this, I can't even begin to imagine how you'll handle seeing our daughter like this."

"Fine, go! Make every decision about our child!"

"I just don't want you to get all upset over this. I'll call you when she's conscious. Alright?"

"Fine!" She stormed away from him and grabbed the hose.

"Sylvie, is it okay if I ride with you guys?"

"Hop in the back."

He gripped her hand, feeling tears streaming down his face. When they arrived at the hospital, neither of them were allowed into her room. Xander was talking with a nurse at the desk, Peter was pacing back and forth and Sylvie was sitting on the floor. Mackenzie came running in and over to Sylvie.

"What are you doing here?"

"My sister risked her life for me and now she could be in there, dying from who knows what. If she dies, it's on me."

"It's not on you."

"This IS on me!"

"No it's not, Kenzie."

"It's my fault she went in there!"

"Is it your fault the fire started?"

"Of course not!"

"Who started it?"

"I think it was her boyfriend?"

"Does the boyfriend have a name?"

"I don't think I can say."

"I'm not the cops."

"How do I know you're not gonna rat me out?"

"If you have something to tell me, tell me. I'm not gonna tell anyone else unless you want me to."

"Jonah."

"Does Jonah have a last name?"

She looked around to make sure no one was looking. "Halstead."

"Would he happen to have any relation to Jay?"