Chapter 62 part 2

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The truck was silent as they drove. Grace noticed Cruz had glanced at Casey a few times and that wasn't a good sign. Casey was stewing, glaring at the road ahead with a face of steel. Dawson didn't look too happy either, none of them did, but there was a difference between the looks they had and the one Casey was wearing. He had Cruz stop at the police station, where Tyler's Dad was standing at the door, and came outside as the truck pulled up.

No body argued and nobody asked what he was doing. Casey must have called ahead and told Tyler's Dad what was going on. Grace watched him talk to Tyler's Dad through the window, he could be pretty intimidating himself and he didn't look happy. The conversation was quick and Casey was back in the truck in a few minutes, leaving Tyler and Rachel at the station. Grace wanted to say something, she hated when he was mad at her, but she didn't know what to say.

They pulled into the firehouse and got out of the truck just as a call came through. Another house was requesting back up from Truck 81 and Squad 3, and Casey sighed. "Kitchen," was all he said to Grace and Jake before climbing back into the truck. They headed into the house as Squad was coming out, and Severide was shaking his head.

"We're talking when I get back." He said as he passed them.
They walked through the door and into the kitchen to see Sylvie on her own no sight of Ellie sitting on the couch and Mills standing in front of the counter with his arms crossed. "Really you two?" He asked. "You want to tell me what the hell you were thinking?" He asks.

"It's just a party," Sylvie said with a frown. "What's the big deal?" She says.

"Thank you!" Jake said. "Seriously, okay so we lied about where the party was, but everything else was the truth."

"You still lied." Mills said. "What if something happened?" Mills says.

"Nothing happened." Jake said. "I didn't even drink, we were just having a good time."Jake says.

"Are you kidding? This is the problem, you never think you do anything wrong." Mills said.

"Mills, come on, no harm, no foul." Sylvie said.

Mills glared at her. "You aren't helping."Mills says.

"Why are you coming down on them? You're not their father, Mills." She grinned. "They're seniors in high school. This is what they're supposed to do."  Sylvie said.

"No offense, but you don't even know what you're talking about." Mills said. "Last year they lied about what they were doing, ended up with fake IDs at a club that caught on fire and Ellie and Grace both got trapped inside. And you'd think after all that, they wouldn't do it again." Mills says explaining.

"We didn't do it again. The only part I left out was that the party was at Northwestern. Why is that a big deal?"Jake argued asks Milks.

"I don't know Jake," Mills shrugged. "If it wasn't such a big deal, why did you lie about it?" Mills asks the two kids.

"Yeah, this is why I didn't want to go. I told you they were going to find out." Grace sighed then says.

"You two are like magnets for trouble, do you know that? Try thinking before you leap for once." Mills says.

"How mad is he?" Grace asked.

"Livid, would be an understatement. Severide is pretty mad too." Mills said.

"And for the record, I'm not happy either."

"Yeah, we can see that." Jake said.

"You might want to take a different approach with Casey than the attitude and excuses you're giving me right now. Just a suggestion." Mills said.

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