This is a fanfic regarding if Erin came back to chicago, but Jay, the love of her life is dating Hailey.

Starts at the end of the season 9 finale of chicago fire.

continuing on from where we left off and what i want to happen

All of these are just scenes I would like to happen or things that would of made scenes better! All characters belong to NBC! Always feel free to dm me on instagram, the handle is the same as this wattpad accounts!

Disastrous events can change someone's life forever, but in what we call this forever there's always one thing that can make the pain seem less. Will this love help or destroy what is an already damaged life?

This is a fanfic surrounding the relationships at firehouse 51.

Taylor and Miranda are boyfriend and girlfriend Taylor is planning to propose to Miranda is so in love with Taylor they are dating in the show too They are about to have quintuplets in the show

It had been almost a decade since Jay had first noticed the drastic and sudden change of attitude coming at him from his niece Olivia, and still to this present day Jay is convinced she doesn't like him, which didn't make sense because for the first three years of Olivia's life she would often choose her uncle Jay over her own parents. Jay just misses being able to share a room with her, to talk to her, and he would do anything to fix what had gone wrong all those years ago - if only he knew what had happened in the first place. So Jay finally says that he's had enough and takes the matters into his hands, on a quest to gain back the strong relationship he and his niece once had. But in order to do that, Jay might need to reveal the one thing he had been keeping a secret all this time, the one thing he swore he would take to the grave. - mostly a Halstead Brothers and Upstead fic, with manstead scattered in quite frequently -

« Tourner la page. Amusant cette phrase que tout le monde répète à l'envi sans en comprendre l'extrême importance, la signification dévastatrice, définitive. Une autre page, toute neuve. Un éclatant symbole » Si pour lui, son insigne de soldat du feu était la première ligne de cette page fraîchement tournée sur presque vingt années de vie. Pour elle, cet insigne représentait aussi sa revanche, c'était l'éclatant symbole de sa rancœur. Si pour lui, cette nouvelle vie était tout ce qu'il espérait depuis qu'il était rentré à l'Académie des pompiers de Chicago, cette joie n'était pas partagé. Elle ne le partageait pas et ne le partagera jamais. Comme pouvait-on faire cela ? Grandir avec quelqu'un puis partir sans rien dire, sans se retourner, sans plus jamais donner de nouvelles ? Le temps n'avait rien effacé, ni la colère ni l'envie de le retrouver et de lui prouver que finalement sans lui elle avait réussi.

a bunch of people from different shows put into one story and it's about people saving me and other people please enjoy.