Lights and Sirens

I'll Take the Blame

"That is what I'm trying to tell you Chris, the last time I can remember that we had weather like this was a couple of years before Jamie was born!" Mouch exclaimed.

"Well I know that but we have had weather like this recently, it hasn't just hit us." Herrmann replied as he rolled his eyes playfully.

"Yeah, OK sure, whatever Hermann," he laughed. "The more I get to know Jamie the more it feels like he's kinda my son as well. Do you ever feel like that?" Mouth continued as they walked up the fire house drive towards the trucks.

After the night before, they where trudging though the Deep snow that had fallen. It was the worst weather the city had seen in a long time and when bad weather came, so did the calls. People in Chicago really didn't care about the weather, well most people anyway, and for them to carry on their day as normal was well, normal. The only problem with this was that people would go a little overboard and so that's when the calls came flooding in. However, the name 'fire fighter' was almost put away during the bad weather because there where more traffic incidents than there where fires. But still, this didn't stop the brave men and women of the Fire Department from risking their lives to save others.

As Mouch and Herrmann finally made their way into the main building of the fire house, the smell of warm coffee and waffles filled the air. As they always where, they got to work before most of the other men. They all knew why Casey and Dawson where almost always the last to come in - though still on time - but before them, there was no specific order. They both made their way through the door and through the bunks and into the locker room, Mouch still talking about the weather.

"Hey buddy," he started "you never did answer my question about Jamie."

"It was more of a statement if you ask me but I know what you mean. Jamie's a good kid, he has good parents that both love him, some kids aren't even lucky enough to have parents."

"Oh I know that!" Mouch interrupted "But what I mean is that Jamie isn't like other children, he is just different, I mean Gabby always says that they have never had to shout or raise their voice at him, he just behaves himself."

Herrmann shut his locker after he put his duffel bag inside. "I know what you mean, he is a lot like his father - not just by his looks."

They both heard footsteps and looked round just as Brett and Jago rounded the corner, Sylvie shouting back at him. "I don't even understand, you never tidy up after yourself and I'm pregnant Robert, I can't do everything any more!"

"I never said that you had to do everything and yeah, I do tidy up after myself." He said as he slammed the locker after putting his coat inside.

"Whatever, I'm sick and tired of it Jago and I can't keep doing this!" At this point, the couple where shouting over Mouch and Herrmann, who where sitting on the bench between the them, trying not to laugh.

Herrmann stood up and tried to look like he wasn't stopping himself from bursting out into laughter. "Errm guys, we're just gunna..."

"Yeah get out, go!" She said, obviously exasperated.

Just as they knew they where out of 'hearing' distance, Mouch and Herrmann stopped; looked at each other and burst into laughter. "I...I know that we shouldn't be laughing..." Mouch started but unable to carry on.

"...I can't. Oh my god, I just can't!" Herrmann finished ash they both made their way towards the common room still trying to stop laughing.

Kelly casually made his way into the locker room, his bag on his shoulder. As he got closer he knew he would turn back and leave it in his office but a small part of him made him carry on. As he rounded the corner he saw Brett rolling her eyes and Jago, his hands on his hips as he finished his sentence. Jelly stayed where he was, spectating the argument that was unfolding in front of him. He thought about it and the last time he could remember an argument happening at the firehouse was between Matt and Gabby, but that was under valid circumstances.