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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"What do you mean his knuckles were bloody?" Josie almost dropped her mug.
"I mean it looked like he'd been in some sort of MMA type fight." Erin sighed. "I'm scared he's gotten into it and with the way Hank's been acting..."
"You're scared they'll both go so far down that hole that we won't be able to get them back?"
Erin nodded. "IA is still after him."
"I know." Josie groaned. She was in the worst position. "What do you want me to do?"
"We need to find him... find out what happened."
"Jo!" Antonio called from the stairs. "We gotta roll out..."
"Shit." Josie hissed. "Okay, go... I'll see you at the scene... we'll figure this out."
Erin nodded and put her empty mug in the dishwasher before sneaking out the back door as Antonio came in the kitchen.
"Who called?" Josie finished her tea and put the mug away.
"Hank." Antonio groaned. "Something about that ring we brought down last month."
"Got it." Josie followed him to grab their jackets. Antonio had grabbed their stars and side arms from the safe before coming downstairs.
On the drive to the scene, Josie prayed that it wasn't something to do with Justin or this Catalano guy. To her relief it was another bust, and since they'd made the original bust, they were brought in to do this one. Within a couple hours, they'd rounded up a second group and had actually managed to shut down the drug production itself. This made the higher ups in the Ivory Tower extremely pleased.
"You okay?" Antonio asked on the way back home after they'd filed their paperwork.
"Yeah, just really fricken tired." Josie pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "I need sleep."
"Okay... well, I can take the kids out, we can leave you to sleep properly."
"You sure you want all 5 of them on your own?" Josie asked, stifling a yawn.
"In desperation, I can always call your mom or mine." Antonio smiled.
"Aren't you tired?" Josie asked as they pulled into the garage.
"Not as much as you. You've been running ragged."
"I have a better idea." Josie whispered. "Call one of our moms... have them take the kids for the day... and you and I just sleep."
"I'm all for it." Antonio laughed. "I'll call Mom..."
"I'll go get the bed ready."
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