A variety of #Brettonio one-shots and drabbles. A tribute to one of the most adorable couples in the #OneChicago Universe! If you have an idea you'd like to see, please message me or comment... I'll see what I can do.
A/N: Sorry for the delay... I've been planning this one for a bit now, and I've had some help this time around. A huge thank you to for your input! Hope y'all enjoy it. It's way different than what I've normally written. Comes from an idea that a fellow Brettonio fan on Twitter shared with me.
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Kelly was walking past the ambo when he could hear a large amount of cussing coming from the back of it. He looked around. He knew that Gaby and Casey were making lunch, but he hadn't seen Sylvie in a while. He knew the others were in the main room watching TV. He knocked on the back of the ambo. "Brett?"
"Go away." She muttered.
"Not gonna happen. What's going on?"
"Go away." She reiterated.
He wasn't going to give up. He tried to open the doors but they were locked. He went around and hopped in the driver's seat. He looked into the back of the ambo. IV tubing was strewn across the back. There were packages of 4x4s and other gauzes on the gurney, and Sylvie was leaning forward, head on the gurney, sobbing. She never looked up. He sighed. He saw the side door was unlocked, so he slipped out and went around and got in the side door.
Sylvie's head shot up when he closed the door. "Which part of 'go away' didn't you understand?"
"The part where a friend is crying in the back of an ambulance that looks like a war zone." Kelly sat next to her. "Talk to me... please."
Sylvie wiped her cheeks and nose. "Why?"
"Because you look like hell... you haven't been yourself the last couple days."
"Yeah... well... I think I found out why." She reached into her pocket. She hadn't planned on telling anyone. She didn't even know what to do with the news herself. "Here."
Kelly took the small object from Sylvie. He flipped it over. "Is this was I think it is?"
"It's an ICON." Sylvie sniffled. "I'm pregnant."
Kelly looked at her, mouth agape. "Seriously."
She nodded slowly. "And... I don't know what to do... hence the disaster in here."
"Uh..." Kelly cleared his throat. "Is... Antonio?"
Sylvie's tear filled eyes stared into his. "Yeah... it's his baby... and with everything that's happened, I have no fucking clue what to do anymore."
Kelly handed her the pregnancy test back and pulled her into a hug. "Just breathe, for now." He rubbed her back. "Breathe... and cry if you want to."
Sylvie wept openly into his chest. The tears drenched his shirt. Her whole body ached from the sobs. "I'm sorry, Kelly..." She tried to breathe. "This isn't your mess."
"No... but you're a friend... and I'm not exactly a guy to let their friends go through this kinda thing alone."
