Songs & Fire [Brett and Casey]

Walk Me Home - #7

(44) Challenge: Day 7 - 12/07/19

Song: Walk Me Home by P!NK

There's something in the way you roll your eyes

Takes me back to a better time

When I saw everything is good

But now you're the only thing that's good

Tryna stand up on my own two feet

This conversation ain't comin' easily

And darling, I know it's getting late

So what do you say we leave this place?

"Brett, you want another vodka and cranberry?" Asked Herman as he made his way around the bar serving his guests.

Brett looked up from her phone and shook her head, "No thanks, Herman. I better try to sober up before I walk home."

Herman looked at Brett with wide eyes, "You're really going to walk home in that blizzard?"

Brett laughed, "Oh, that's nothing, Herman. We used to get a lot worse in Indiana."

"Suit yourself." Replied Herman as he grabbed Cruz's empty beer glass and began filling it up.

Everyone was out enjoying a night at Molly's after the insane, cold shift they all worked. It was hard to believe that people could be so stupid in such cold weather, but Brett had come to learn that you never doubt Chicago's residents' creativity.

Mouch laughed before he looked at Brett across the bar and yelled out, "Hey, didn't you and Foster have to pull a guy's head out of a heater today?"

Brett looked at her drink and grimaced, "Yes, Mouch we did."

Everyone around the bar laughed in amazement before returning back to their individual conversations with their party.

Casey got up from his shared booth with Severide and walked over to the empty seat next to Brett, "Hey, Brett this seat taken?"

Brett jumped in her seat after hearing his voice so close in her ear, "Ummm, no it's all yours."

"Good. How's your night going? " asked Casey as he sat down and brushed hands with Brett causing her breath to hitch.

"Ummm, it's pretty good. Relaxing compared to the last twenty-four hours. How about you?"

Casey laughed before he took a sip out of the new beer Herman just sat down in front of him, "Well, you're definitely right about that. This is the complete opposite of last night, but my night is going really well.

"Good." Replied Brett with a smirk as she grabbed her straw and took a drink of her Coke.

Walk me home in the dead of night

I can't be alone with all that's on my mind, mhm

So say you'll stay with me tonight

'Cause there is so much wrong going on outside

There's something in the way I wanna cry

That makes me think we'll make it out alive

So come on and show me how we're good

I think that we could do some good, mhm

Brett and Casey continued to talk for the next two hours before she finally looked at her phone and freaked out at how late it was.

"Are you sure you don't want me to drive you home in my truck?" Asked Casey for the tenth time.

Brett laughed as she zipped up her jacket and hooked her scarf around her neck, "I'm sure, Casey thank you though."

Casey sighed in defeat, "Okay, then."

"Good night, Casey. " Called Brett before she stepped out of the door and into the cold night.

"Good night, Brett." Whispered Casey as he watched her shuffle through the snow and onto the path to her new apartment.

Brett was so wrapped up in her thoughts and trying to focus on getting to her warm, cozy apartment, she didn't hear the two booted feet running up behind her.

"Ahh," Screamed Brett as a strong hand wrapped around her arm.

" Brett, Brett it's me. " Rushed Casey as he quickly tried to calm her down.

"Casey, what are you doing here?"

Casey suddenly looked around embarrassed, "Well, I decided that I couldn't let you walk home alone when it's like this outside."

Brett looked around to where Casey was pointing and noticed the snow that was now calling in pillows all around them.

Both took a minute to admire the beauty of the night before the continued their short journey to Brett's new place.

"Well, this is me." Whispered Brett as she turned around to look at Casey.

"I'm glad I got to spend the night with you, Brett."

Brett smiled as she took her keys out of her bag, "Me too! Thanks for walking me home, Casey."

"No problem. Good night, Brett "

"Night, Casey."

Brett was almost to her front door before she felt herself being turned around and pulled into the best first kiss she had ever experienced.

Both could say that this was a night they would definitely not forget.

Walk me home in the dead of night

I can't be alone with all that's on my mind

So say you'll stay with me tonight

'Cause there is so much wrong

There is so much wrong

There is so much wrong going on outside