"Ah, will you look at this?" Herrmann says as Mills enters the room wearing a Squad 3 shirt. "Could they at least get you a T-shirt that fit you?"
"You will still sit with us, won't you?" Otis pushes out a wheely chair.
"Okay, I know the traditions," Peter picks up the chair and tugs the bottom to see if it's broken or loose. "You guys have some sort of prank planned for me? Well, good luck, because I'm keeping my eyes wide open."
"Hey, Casey, how's Dawson doing at the academy?" Shay sits down next to him. I miss my best friend."
"Way to make the new girl feel welcome," replies Rafferty with a sarcastic sigh.
"Look, it's going to take more than just homophobia and too much eye shadow to win my affections, Rafferty." Shay says, knowing how she feels about her way of life.
"Hey, is Dawson coming by here? 'Cause the bank is stepping in now, and they need us to come up with 10% of Mollys assessed value. And since we don't have 50,000 bucks laying around, we're looking to get an extension." Herrmann rambles.
"Yes, she'll be here." Casey nods.
"Hey, did you pick up lumber at the salvage place?" Kelly then asks him a question. All the poor man wants to do is drink his cup of coffee in peace.
"I did, but there's too much to fit in my truck. We need a transport." replies Casey.
"Hey, any of you guys have a contact with a trucking company who can haul lumber on the cheap, or, better yet, for free?" Kelly asks the room.
Mouch raises his hand while looking at a book of notes on his lap. "Yes, Mouch, you know someone?" Cruz asks.
"No, I, I have a question." He says. "Even though he's no longer the candidate, Mills can still do the cooking, right?"
"Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Forget it. I already tossed my pots and pans." Mills laughs.
"Okay, starting next week, we draw straws. In the meantime, I'll call Katie and see if she can cook up something for us today." says Kelly.
Otis starts staring weirdly at the table with a vacant and dreamy expression. Shay and I frown at each other before looking back to him. She snaps her fingers in front of his face and starts whispering so no one else can hear. "Hey! I want you to picture something, all right? You, Katie, hanging out, having fun, getting all hetero on each other, and then, like most relationships, it ends badly, and then Katie goes to Severide, and she's like, 'No! Otis broke my heart, Kelly. He broke my heart'." she does a pained impression of Katie. She pretend slits her throat with a squelchy noise. "That's how that'll end, all right?"
I chuckle as Otis looks to Kelly with a scared expression.
Shay, Rafferty and I leave the room to hand out because the two of them don't really hate each other. It's playful. "Damn it." I see the lawyer in his trench coat at the end of the hall.
"Are you Jessica Morgan?" He asks.
"No, I'm... Jessica Morgan, yeah." I nod, with nothing else to say.
"Ms. Morgan, I've been trying to track you down this week because I'm the successor trustee for Darryl Bell, and you're the trust beneficiary." He says to me.
"The... the what?" I blink several times, extremely confused.
"Mr. Bell designated that, upon his death, all of his assets be transferred to you." He pulls out a silver key chain with keys hanging from it and puts them in front of my face. "The keys to his apartment, which now belongs to you, as does everything in it."
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I Am Morgan
FanfictionJessica 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...
