Casey's life is changed in an instant. Can he wait? What's happened to Brett? Will she be okay? - This is an updated version of a story I already posted. (For Brett and Casey lovers!)
Authors Note: Hi, everyone! Yes, you have probably read this story before, but I have completely updated it! It was one of my first stories that I wrote, so I figured it could use a facelift. Anywho, I hope you're all well. Thanks for checking out my story.
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*Sorry for any typos or misspellings, I try my hardest to fix them when I see them. I usually write late at night when I'm not wearing my glasses so there are bound to be some, lol.
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Chapter One
Chief Boden sat down his phone and stood by his desk. Trepidation started to crawl down his back as he replayed his previous phone call over and over again in his head. He had to tell him.
"Casey," Called an apprehensive Chief Boden as he walked into the Common Room, that currently contained the whole house of Fifty-One except for Brett and Foster.
Casey looked up Chief Boden and immediately knew something was wrong just by the way Boden walked into the room, "What's up, Chief?"
Boden silently stood there for a second, brainstorming how he would tell his beloved fire captain that the love of his life was in the hospital fighting for her life.
"I just got off the phone with Chicago Med...Brett was in an accident. It doesn't look very good."
The whole room went quiet at hearing this life-crushing news. To say you could hear a pin drop would be an understatement, right now you could hear every thought that raced through everyone's mind and gripped their heart.
Panic fiercely swept across Matthew Casey's face as he tried to understand what Boden had just told him. "Wait....what?" He finally let out. "What do you mean? How bad is it? What happened?"
Boden let out a small shake of his head, "I'm not sure, they said she was rushed into emergency surgery as soon as they got her to the hospital."
Everyone stood there frozen not really sure what to do until Chief Boden's strong voice boomed through the silence, "I've spoken to dispatch and asked them to take the house out of service while we go and wait at the hospital."
That was all everyone needed to hear. Casey was already out of the room before Boden even finished what he was saying. As for the rest of the house, it was as if someone had dropped a bomb right in the center of the firehouse. The whole house erupted in chaos with everyone rushing to get to the nearest and quickest vehicle possible.
Casey sat in the front passenger side of truck eighty-one silently prayed the whole way to Chicago Med. 'Please, God just let her be okay. Please, God, I can't live without her. I love her so much. Please.'
Everything around Casey seemed to be happening in a blur. One minute he was sitting in the firehouse joking around with the rest of his team then out of nowhere it felt like his world came to a crashing halt.
What felt like years later, but in reality had only been seven minutes and twenty-nine seconds later to be exact, Casey and the rest of firehouse fifty-one piled into the hospital as if it were the last known shelter on earth.
"Foster," Screamed Casey as he scanned the waiting room and saw her pacing the floor.
Foster threw her head up and wrapped her arms around the nearest person she saw.
"Oh my God, I'm so glad to see all of you."
"What happened?" Eagerly asked Casey as his knuckles started to turn white from the fist he was making at his side.
"I...I don't know. I was with the...the patient in the back of the ambo when I heard Brett scream, and I ran out and saw her lying on the road. I...I think she was run over." She whispered as tears stained her cheeks.
Everyone gasped at hearing this. Casey visibly took a step back and grabbed the nearest chair for support.
Foster took a tissue out of her pocket and wiped her red tear-rimmed eyes, "I'm so sorry. I should have...should have been there with her."
Casey shook his head, "No, don't blame yourself. This was not your fault,"
"Have you heard any news since you got here?" Questioned Kidd as she wrapped her arms around Foster's shoulder and slid down in the seat next to her.
Foster shook her head, "No, they only told me that they took her to surgery almost immediately after they got her here."
Casey looked up and almost gagged at the amount of blood Foster had on her face, arms, and uniform.
Kidd noticed the look on Casey's face and followed his eyes, "Hey, Foster why don't you and I go to the bathroom and get you cleaned up some?"
Foster looked up at Kidd and shook her head, "I..I don't want to leave in case the doctors come and tell us anything."
Kidd silently nodded at her friend before as she sat back in her chair and scanned the room around them.
The sun had leisurely started to go down back in its peaceful cave when everyone in the waiting room began to take their place for the night in the plum-colored hospital waiting room chairs. Everyone started to silently say their own prayer.
Casey sat there playing the day over and over again in his mind, praying that their love would see another day.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Thanks for reading! Please stay tuned there are going to be five chapters.
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