"How long was she in your apartment?" The lady interviewing Kelly asks across the table. Everyone wearing their bugles and smart uniform. As Kelly's union rep, Mouch managed to get me permission to be in the meetings.
"Half hour, an hour tops." He tells her.
"And how many beers did you have?"
"Two," he replies.
"In 30 minutes?" she raises her eyebrows.
"First time in history anyone's ever drank two beers in a half hour?" I reply sarcastically.
"Please refrain from talking, Miss. Morgan, you technically do not have to be here." she warns me. "Ms. Little stated that it was hard to keep up with you. She felt buzzed."
"That's what happens when you drink beer," he says. "She'd know since she brought the six pack over."
"She said you tried to kiss her, but she was uncomfortable and tried to leave." The Commander reads from the file in front of her. "You backed her against the wall, leaned into her body and put your hand on her buttock."
He scoffs and shakes his head, "Unreal."
"Care to respond?" she questions.
"Lieutenant Severide is not obligated to respond to any of these questions, Commander." Mouch reminds her. "He came in good faith to hear the charges against him."
"Actually, I faked a yawn and said I was tired and she should probably get going. Because I started thinking she was a little... desperate. Not to mention the fact that I have a girlfriend, who'd been in the apartment five minutes before I told Tara Little to leave." Kelly tells her.
"You were there?" she looks at me.
"I was," I respond with a nod. "Along with Leslie Shay, who shares the apartment with Kelly."
*
"Okay, everybody listen up." Boden pins a blue poster on the board with red writing that reads;
SEXUAL
HARASSMENT
IS A
SERIOUS
OFFENCE
With help lines, listed below it and I roll my eyes. "In light of recent events... recent allegations rather, personnel division has flagged this house for sexual harassment sensitivity training." Boden announces and a chorus of groans circulate the room.
"Uh, Chief? I think actually it's sexual harassment and sensitivity training. 'Cause the way that you just said it, it makes it sound like we have to be sensitive toward sexual har--" Cruz stops when he see's Chief's face and then I see Kelly and Mouch enter the room as they were strategising on the way back from the charges meeting.
I follow them to the changing where Kelly begins to change out of his bugles and into his usual uniform. "Baby, if I made it worse in there, I--"
"No, you were good." He assures me, taking my arms and rubbing his hands up and down them in comfort even though he's the one that needs comforting. "Thank you, for coming."
"Of course, anything for you." I promise.
"Truck 81, Squad Three, Engine 51, Ambulance 61. Car accident. 3464 Morgan Street." The alarm sounds and we get back to the grind.
"We got two people stuck. Driver got shot and lost control. Word is this is the guy that shot Curtis. Retaliation hit." An officer explains.
A car has gone through the window of a store and its front wheels are still spinning inside. "Looks unstable. Be careful." Kelly calls out to everyone.
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I Am Morgan
Fiksi PenggemarJessica Morgan. That's a name you'll never forget. Despite having no family at all, despite all the things she's seen and witnessed and fought, she keeps on going. She's an inspiration. She's strong. As paramedic on Ambulance 61 she rushes around...
