*In the Middle Of the Night*
The Squad 3 rig rolled to a stop with Rescue Squad 4, and 6. We all see a lot of commotion going on. The members of the trucks were trying to desperately to stop a flipped car from slipping over the edge of what was, at least, a two story drop.
"What the actual crap?" I say, trying to decide what to do. "Stabilizer!!!" Dallas yelled, as he started to race over to stop the car falling over.
I quickly raced over to the car and saw it was a boy and a dad. "Hey. Hockey fan?" Buck asked "Yeah, on our way back."
"Collio. Our favorite are the Blackhawks." I say, smiling. The car got a bit heavier on us. "Ahhh, Severide. Hurry up with the stuff." Eddie yelled, as his legs bent.
"We gotta go through the windshield." Kelly yelled, "JAWS!" I ordered, as I felt pain in my back. "Voight. Are you okay?" Andrew asked, as he looked at me. "Yeah, it's just how heavy the car is." I say
We got the dad and the boy out of the car. "Casey, what's going on?" Travis asked, as he was looking at Matt.
I walked to Matt with Kelly and others.
"What's your problem?" I asked, as Kelly pushed him back. "Voight." Matt growled, "Okay, what about Voight?" Kelly asked.
"Justin was driving it." Matt says "Yeah, we know that. But why did you say that name?" Andrew asked.
"Detective Voight."
My eyes widened "Matty, what do you mean? I'm not even a detective." I say "Some of our dad" he said, as he pointed to the sidewalk.
We turned our heads towards the sidewalk and we see all of the police over there and Matt was correct, Hank Voight, was one of them.
"Okay, get back to your rig, don't worry about him yet." Kelly said, as he take Matt to Truck 81.
I started walking over to them. "No, let's go Y/N." Andy shouted.
The police saw us, and Hank looked at me and smiled. I smiled, but got drag away from them by Dean.
*Firehouse 51: Next Shift -- Lunch Time*
I was lurking through the halls of 51 when a few firefighters rushed past her and down to the apparatus floor.
When the captain stepped outside she was immediately greeted by the sound of cheers and two cops, who she recognized from some of our father's unit.
"Who's it from?" Matt wondered.
"Detective Voight. He saw your sign." One of the cops explained.
Some of us shake our heads.
"Is that a 40-inch?" Buck inquired.
"A 43!!" The same cop corrected.
"Oh, God damn." The boys laughed.
"Take it back." Matt ordered, cutting off everyone's excitement.
"No, no, no. Don't worry. Voight went through all the channels. Said to donate it to the city, but specified it comes here. So the bureau bitches aren't gonna freak out." The cop assured.
"Send it back." Matt repeated, slightly angrier.
"Sure. You got it."
"Is that something that you need to bring me in on?" Wallace wondered, having the entire thing from behind the Lieutenant.
"Yeah." Matt nodded, glancing at Y/N.
The three went back upstairs and inside making their way to Wallace's office. However, as soon as they got there, the bell went off.
Jumper, Squad 3, truck 81, Ambulance 61.
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Fight Her
PertualanganY/N Voight, is the daughter of Hank Voight and Maggie Lockwood, and has been a firefighter with the Chicago Fire Department, since 2006. She known Kelly Severide, Matt Casey, and others since babies, their half-siblings. We have all clicked togethe...
