June 1997...
Gabriela Dawson is a Junior in High School. Antonio Dawson is in the process of completing his training at the Chicago Police Academy.
Fast forward to 2013 (Mid-season 1 of Chicago Fire)
Antonio is a top Detective in Vice. Gaby is...
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Josie was anxious. It had been a week since Jules had been killed. A week since Diego had been taken. A week... since she had decided to go back to working in Intelligence. She was getting ready when Antonio reappeared in their bedroom with Grace.
"Hi, Mommy." He said, waving her tiny hand towards Josie.
"Hi, baby." She went and took Grace from Antonio. "Hi." She kissed Grace's chubby cheeks. "You be a good girl for Mimi today?"
Grace just looked up at her mother, cooing and blowing bubbles.
"I think that means she will." Antonio leaned over and kissed her cheek. "You ready?"
Josie sighed. "Honestly... not really... but, the team needs me."
"Jo, if you want more time for Mat leave, Voight'll give it to you."
"I know that, Antonio." She kissed Grace's cheek again. "I know he would. I know he wants to, but we need to both be out there. Both of us can keep our family safe."
"Babe, are you sure you wanna come back?" Antonio handed her Grace. "You sure you don't want to be home with Grace a little longer?"
Josie looked at their infant daughter in her arms. "I do want to, but... Antonio... I don't really trust the others to have your back like Jules did."
"Jay is a great cop... I vouched for him."
"Yeah... well... I would feel better if I was there to watch your back." Josie kissed him.
"I'm not going to win, am I?"
Josie shook her head. "Nope. Come on, let's get the kids to school and Mama should be here soon to watch over this little munchkin."
"I just..." Antonio stopped her from leaving the bedroom. "I'm worried about us both running into the line of fire on the job. I don't want our kids to lose one or both of us. Look at Alec... he's raising those two little ones alone now..."
"Antonio." Josie sighed. "I won't let anything happen to either of us... We both knew the risks of this job a long time ago... when you were the only one who was a cop... when we first found out about Xavier and Zoë."
"Jo..."
"Antonio... it's true. I knew what it meant for you to be a cop 15 years ago... before I even thought about being a cop... I knew the risks. They haven't changed. If anything, they've gotten worse. I can't risk losing you again. Those 15 years were hell... not just for me... not just for the kids... for all of us. We lost each other, not by our own choosing... but I won't let our family go through that again. None of these kids... not one of them, needs to live that ever."
"Okay. Okay. You have a good point." He kissed her. "I love you, Josie Dawson... I always have and I always will."
"As do I... now let's go... or else the kids will be late for school, and I really don't like dealing with the headmaster there." Josie groaned. "That man could give Hitler a run for his money."
