𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑

Chapter 8: Announcing

*Dixie's POV*

Matt and I decided that the vest way to announce my pregnancy to 51 was to ask Connie to announce it when I walked in the next day at shift. Nicki had quit her job. So, when the next shift day rolled by, I cut it close and arrived as late as possible without being late so everybody could hear. As I walked in with my duffel bag, Connie announced, "Baby mama in the house!" Everybody looked up at me, Matt who had arrived a little earlier, with a sparkle in his eyes.

"That's great!" Kelly exclaimed, running over, picking me up and spinning me. I laughed as Kelly put me down. Everybody laughed and congratulated me. Suddenly, Gabby and Sylvie came in. Sylvie headed to sit beside Stella and Gabby went to Mills. 

"What happened?" Gabby asked.

"Dixie's preggo." Mouch piped up from his spot on the sofa, newspapers in hand. 

"That's great! Who's the father?" Gabby asked. I looked beyond Gabby at Matt who had shifted. He nodded his head, and I took a deep breath and said, "The baby's father is...redacted!" Nobody knew except me, Matt and Kelly.

"You had sex?" Stella gasped, pretending to look horrified.

"Damn right I did. And I forgot my birth control." I replied. Stella and I stifled our giggles as Mouch and Herrmann stared at us. 

"Yup. You guys are definitely high." Kelly tutted from the corner of the room where he held a cup of hot coffee. I snickered and walked off. I was walking someone when I felt someone pull me into Matt's office. I was ready to fight when I saw that it was Matt, I relaxed.

"Why didn't you tell them?"

"I'm not ready to tell them myself. But I got an idea."

"Okay. Let's hear it." 

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"Baby daddy in the house!" Connie announced. I was sitting on the sofa , my head resting on Kelly's shoulder when Matt walked in. Everyone smiled and congratulated Matt. The person fastest to connect the dots was Gabby. 

"Dixie's preggo with Matt's baby." She stated simply, taking another bite of her apple. My cheeks heated up and my face flushed red.

"Oh my! It's true!" Sylvie squealed, jumping up and down with Gabby. I laughed at the pair. Stella who was watching by the sink grinned immediately. 

"Congrats, guys!" Chief Boden boomed from beside the fridge where he was getting milk for his coffee.

"Thanks." I replied, smiling a little as Matt squeezed into the spot beside me.

"How far along are you?" Chief Boden asked.

"Just found out yesterday." I replied. 

"Okay." Chief Boden replied, then went back to his office to finish some paperwork. Suddenly, Connie told me and Matt to go outside. To my utter shock and horror, the tires of my black Porsche Cayenne and the tires of Matt's truck were slashed. 

"Voight." Matt growled. He stormed into Boden's office, me trailing after him. Matt explained the problem and Chief Boden granted us the shift off to handle our things. We grabbed our things and put on our CFD jackets over our t-shirts. 

We took the bus to the 21st District, then stormed into the police station. I asked Sergeant Platt to call down Voight. He came down, looking smug. I sighed, then showed him photos of our tires.

"You did this, didn't you?"

"Yeah. But nobody's gonna' believe you." He whispered in my ear, then backed off, cackling. I whispered back, "I am ashamed to say I ever dated your son. He had a horrible upbringing and I can only blame that on you." 

"You better fucking take that back."

"No. I won't. Back the fuck off and leave me and Matt alone." I growled before storming out of the 21st. Matt laughed once we were on the pavement. I began laughing too. We headed to a diner and had lunch. We wanted to make the most of our shift off. 

After lunch, we had a walk in the park, then headed back to our different apartments. When I reached home, I had this stupid grin I couldn't wipe off my face. Then, I suddenly felt sad. No! I wanted to feel happy.

Ugh. Damn those pregnancy hormones.