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Keep you close

Prompt: Tugging at the other's clothes to keep them close

Pairing: Kelly Severide x reader

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1.2k

You'd always had the awful habit of wandering off. As a kid you had been an absolute nightmare for your parents, silent footsteps trotting away at the smallest of things. A shirt you saw across the store, a street performer, or a cat in an alleyway. You were excitable with a short attention span and far too adept at unintentional escapes and as such had caused premature greying in your mother's hair.

As you grew older you'd managed to calm down some, you were still prone to wandering off with no warning, but you no longer straight up disappeared to chase a butterfly.

In fact, many of your now friends hadn't picked up on your habits due to how switched on you were at work. Paramedicine had no place for a lack of focus, and whenever you did wander it was for the job.

The habit had only really started to show its self when you frequented Molly’s. You fluttered between groups like a butterfly on crack, the overheard snippets of more interesting conversations sometime leading you to leave a conversation midway through. You didn’t intend to be rude but it was hard to keep talking to Cap when Otis was starting a debate on aliens.

Alcohol tended to only exacerbate your condition. Though the running away become purposeful instead of accidental. You had pulled a runner quite a few times before your friends learned to guard the door from your menacing ways. Apparently running away while drunk was a common enough phenomenon for many people so your actions weren’t overly questioned.

To almost everyone’s surprise, it is Severide that becomes your keeper 9 times out of 10. Always appearing just as you had stood to dash away and tugging at your clothes to force you back into a seat. He becomes so adept at the motion that most times you don’t even get to stand before one of his hands is lashing out to latch onto your shirt.

The first time it happens on shift you don’t think much of it, chalking it up to him protecting you from an aggressive patient. The second time it happens you are slightly mystified, glancing back at him for an explanation. All you get is a nod towards the encroaching crowd that is starting to crowd around your patients. You aren’t too happy, but still let it slide, a small part of you giddy that Kelly cared enough to stop you from being overwhelmed. The third time however, gives you pause, and even the squad members that had witnessed the interaction seemed shocked.

You had been walking past the table where squad 3 was engrossed in what seemed like a heated game of scrabble when Kelly’s hand had shot out to grab you. He had played it off as needing an objective judge to veto certain words. That would have been fine, except that his hand had remained clenched around your shirt well after he should have let go.

From there it becomes near constant, you always sit next to him for lunch now, his grabby hands not allowing you to wander far. Most times it doesn’t even seem like he realises what he’s doing, nor does he notice the perplexed looks the members of firehouse 51 shoot him at every confirmed instance. Eventually the tugged clothes evolves into, wrists and hands wherever possible and you can’t help but to feel you are dreaming everytime it happens.

It becomes somewhat of a game amongst you and your family, to see how long it takes upon you entering a room for Kelly to grab you. Or if you can ever manage to sneak past him without being thwarted. Nobody ever says anything directly to him though, your glares enough to warn them away. Because as much as you were confused, you found the whole thing incredibly cute. Especially when his hand moved like it had a mind of its own, reaching out to grab one of your own even if his eyes didn’t leave whatever he was focused on.

In a rare turn of events, it is a sober you escorting a slightly tipsy but still aware Kelly back home, fingers entwined from where he’d grabbed to pull you along. Looking down at how perfectly your hands seem to fit together you can’t stop yourself from asking anymore,

“Kelly, why are you always grabbing me? It’s not like I’m going to run away at work.” He stops at your words, turning to look at you with what you think is incredulity.

“I thought it was obvious” he replied, before leaning in with a flirty grin, “I just like having you close by, getting to hold your hand is just a bonus.”

Your heart stutters at the confession paired with the warmth that encompasses Kelly’s eyes when he looks at you. Your mouth moves before you can stop it,

“I’m going to kiss you now” your voice sounds foreign to your ears, as if you are underwater and you almost don’t realise you’ve said it. That is until Kelly positively beams in reply, leaning even closer to you as you throw caution to the wind and close the gap. The hand that isn’t wrapped in his comes up to the back of his neck, lightly hold him against you as you smile dumbly into the kiss.

Neither of you really discuss what the kids means for the future, but neither do you let go of each other. Not even when Kelly throws you the keys to his car, and not when he tugs your head down to lie against his chest, your hand clenched around his shirt as you sleep. The two of you continue like that as you find your groove, only Kelly is no longer the only one with a desire to keep someone close. Tugging against his short collar to demand kisses quickly becomes one of your favourite activities.

Otis and Cruz are the first to lay witness upon you tugging at the back of Kelly’s shirt as he tries to walk past where you are sat on the couch. The two stare with open mouths when the lieutenant actually does stop like nothing is wrong with the situation. Rushing over to demand an explanation when Kelly eventually takes his leave.

“I just like having him close” you shrug with an innocent smile, before standing and making your way to the chiefs office. A journey which you is quickly joined by said lieutenant, the slight tug on your shirt sleeve announcing his presence as the two of you enter the chief’s office. Boden took one look at the close proximity and matching grins and simply sighed, handing over what looked to be pre-prepared forms for HR.

The cat is very quickly let out of the bag to your friends when Kelly tugs you into his lap for all to see and you make no effort to escape, settling contently into him. An action that is almost immediately banned within the firehouse. Molly’s remains free game though, no matter how much Otis complains at the blatant affection.

Paramedic [Kelly Severide]

Description: Severide saves his girlfriend and Shay’s asses.

Warnings: Mentions of drugs, guns, and I think that is it.

"Pulse is fading fast!" Shay exclaims as she and her PIC examine the patient while another man bangs his fist on the back doors of the rig.

"Open the door! Open the damn door!" The man yells.

"How long till the cops get here?!" Y/N says into her radio.

"Y/L/N, listen to me, you can't wait for the cops. You need to get out of there." The dispatcher replies.

"Negative, we need two minutes to keep our patient from going into cardiac arrest." Y/N replies.

"You don't have two minutes! Fifty yards West of you dead ends into Carlav Avenue. Take the rig and make a left. Now!"

§§§

Back at Station Fifty-One, Kelly and Chief Boden were listening in on the girls' radio traffic while standing around the Squad Table.

"We have to stabilize our patient!" Y/N holds her ground. In the background you can hear pounding and screaming on the doors.

"Take the Squad and go." Boden orders.

§§§

Now three men were pounding on the ambulances doors.

"Hey! Open up!"

Shay looks over at her partner and Y/N nods. She gets up and walks over to the window.

"Hey! Listen ok? This guys in really bad shape. Let us get him bandaged to stop the bleeding and we'll let him go." She negotiates. What the men didn't know was that Y/N was quietly sneaking out the side door to get in the front seat. "No questions asked." She adds.

"Let him out the ambulance first!" The shorter of the three shouts.

"Ok, whatever you say! But get back!"

The engine roars to life and the tallest man jumps up on the back of the rig.

"Open the damn door!"

Y/N stomps on the gas and the force makes the man fall off. They begin to chase the vehicle, but decide to get in their car. She makes a left turn and they go around the corner a few seconds after them.

"Y/L/N!" Shay yells.

"Yeah! I see them!" Y/N yells back.

"Ok, you're approaching an alley, take the first left before you get there." Dispatch says.

"Wait, wait, wait! That leads into a warehouse! There's nowhere to go!"

"Trust me. Go to the loading docks."

Y/N makes the turn and parks before making sure the car has gone past and getting out and into the back.

"You take the head and I'll grab an IV." She tells Shay. Shay nods and unzips the mans jacket, only to find multiple bags of drugs taped to him.

"No we know why this guy is so popular."

"Dispatch to Ambulance Sixty-One. Police Assistance has been detoured. New ETA is five minutes." Both girls look at each other and give a 'oh shit' look.

"Ten-Four main."

Shay presses her stethoscope to the mans chest and listens. "Lung sounds diminished. He's circling."

"Ok, I'm gonna use an IO Drill. That's the only way we're going to get him to Med alive." But before she can grab her supplies she is interrupted by her radio.

"Y/L/N they're coming back."

She quickly grabs her stuff and drills into the mans shin. She puts the line in and Shay tells her that they've arrived.

"Alright, lets get out of here." Shay opens the door and jumps out, then the men start shooting at her. "Shots fired! Shots fired!" Y/N yells as she ducks from the shot out window. A set of sirens come from the road they pulled off of. Suddenly Squad Three pulls in front of the Ambulance and Kelly jumps out and gets in the back of the rig with his girlfriend. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Making sure you guys don't get killed!" She then notices the haligan in his hand. Then Kelly notices the drug bags laying around the ambulance.

"They were taped to him."

Then the sound of a squad car speeding down the alley causes the men to stop shooting at the Squad truck.

§§§

"You guys ok?" Kelly asks after Y/N backed the rig into its designated space.

"Yeah, it just added an hour to our normal time at the hospital." Shay huffs. Everyone on the apparatus floor chuckles.

"We're fine, but thank you for saving our asses." Y/N says as she looks around the Squad Table. They all smile at the girl who is encased in their Lieutenants arms.

"You know we've got to protect our family Y/L/N, especially our stubborn paramedics." Bodens booming voice says.

"Ok, we are not that stubborn." Shay argues.

Kelly looks down at his girlfriend and smiles when he sees she was already looking.

"You really didn't have to come after us." Y/N says.

"You know I'd always go after you. You're my paramedic."

Broken Hearts Club [Kelly Severide]

Description: Kelly Severide has made Y/N an official member of the Broken Hearts Club.

Warnings: Cheating, Cursing (are we surprised? no. ok.)

Y/N and Kelly had been dating for a year before Stella Kidd showed up. Stella was a absolute goddess. Beautiful hair, perfect smile, amazing personality and excellent firefighter skills. What was there not to love? Kelly obviously took notice of her, and even started to hang out with her instead of his girlfriend.

Y/N thought it might've been because she was new, and she was a firefighter, instead of a paramedic like Y/N, so they had plenty in common, but when Kelly started canceling on Y/N she grew suspicious.

Gabby and Y/N had gone out for drinks one night after they got off work. Gabby had a falling out with Matt, and she was currently staying with Y/N, so they figured they’d go get dinner and drinks together. Y/N was supposed to have dinner with Kelly, but of course, he canceled last minute.

"I heard Ambo 52 had a guy with a python biting his arm and it wrapped around his arm. Kristy and Zach were too afraid to touch the snake." Gabby says as they walk down the sidewalk. Y/N briefly chuckles at the story before going back to her somber mood. Gabby turns her head towards Y/N and her heart breaks for her. She knew how much Y/N loved Kelly, but she also knew how much of an asshole he'd been the past two months. "Hey, why don't we stop by and see Severide. He said he had to help Kidd with something at Molly's right?" Y/N nods.

"Yeah. Something about fixing the wall and shelves, or hanging shelves on the wall? I'm not sure. The phone call only lasted like forty seconds."

"Then let's go." Gabby says and loops her arm with Y/N's before heading towards Molly's.

§§§

Once they make it to the bar, they say hello to everyone they know before heading over to Otis.

"Hey Otis." Y/N says.

"Hey guys, what's up." He replies as he cleans a glass.

"We stopped by to see Severide, any idea where he is?" Gabby asks as she sits on a barstool.

"He should be in the back putting up a shelf. He asked Stella to hold it up for him." Otis says and nods his head to the back room. Y/N nods.

"Ok, can I have four beers?" She passes him a twenty dollar bill and Otis grabs four beers for her. "I'm going to take one to Kelly and Stella. I'll be back." Y/N grabs two beers and starts walking to the back.

She enters the hallway and notices that she can't hear any voices, or tools. She thought they might be concentrating, trying to get the shelf level, or they aren't even back there.

She couldn't have been any more wrong.

She steps in the open doorway and looks at the sight in front of her. Kelly has Stella pinned up against the wall, their lips pressed together. Once her head catches up with her eyes, she drops the beers and gasps. Stella pulls away and catches Y/N's eyes.

"Kel-Kelly." By time he pulled away, Y/N had already turned around and started towards the bar. She grabs the beer she ordered and walks out the door before anyone can ask her anything.

Kelly runs down the hall and meets Gabby and Otis' confused faces. When Gabby sees Kelly's appearance she immediately knows what's going on.

"Where'd she go?" Kelly asks. Gabby stands up and moves in his way.

"Just stop. I think you've done enough." Then Gabby grabs her beer and follows Y/N out the door.

Kelly watches as the door slams shut. He knew he fucked up when he saw the look on Gabby's face.

"Damnit!" He yells and kicks a barstool before turning back and going down the hall.

§§§

Gabby sat down next to Y/N on the curb. She took one look at her eyes and immediately knew how much this has hurt her. Mentally and emotionally. They sit there in silence while tears roll down Y/N's face.

"I thought he loved me." Y/N sobs. Gabby wraps her arm around Y/N and lets her lean her head on her shoulder.

Welcome to the Broken Hearts Club Y/N.

All That Matters [Kelly Severide]

Description: Kelly is overprotective, but this time he has a good reason. 

Warnings: Assault, unwanted advances, cursing.

The Cubs were playing tonight and anytime they played a home game all of Chicago would watch. Some from their homes, some from Wrigley Field, some from bars. This did not exclude the crew from Firehouse Fifty-One. They'd all gathered at Molly's after their shift to watch the game, eat some food and drink.

The bar was packed. Like barely any standing room packed.

Kelly had decided that since Y/N excelled during a challenging call that he would be the designated driver.

Y/N definitely would've blown over the legal limit on a breathalyzer by inning five.

Four shots of tequila and two beers had her stumbling through the crowd on her way back from the bathroom.

Kelly had noticed a guy glancing over at her a lot, but he didn't want to say anything to Y/N because he wanted her to enjoy tonight. He didn't want to start something over nothing again. Maybe the guy was looking at the TV. They were sitting close to it.

Y/N had noticed the guy staring at her too. She didn't say anything to Kelly because she knew how he could get. Anything that would present a threat to her in his book, was immediately taken care of by him. For example, the Chicago Fire Department Gala.

The gala was a fundraiser to raise money for families around Christmas time. A group of guys cornered Y/N and Gabby by the bathrooms. When Kelly saw what was going on, he only saw red. That was until Y/N grabbed his wrist. She was the only person able to bring him back to earth when things got tough.

He's head over heels for that girl.

Y/N was halfway there when someone bumped into her. She didn't think much of it at first, until someone grabbed her forearm.

She turned around and met the face of the guy that she felt staring at her all night.

"Can I help you?" She asks.

"Yeah. You can actually." He replies. "Do a little spin for me sweetheart." He smirks.

"No thanks. I have a boyfriend, and even if I didn't, I wouldn't be interested." She was starting to sober up, because she felt uncomfortable.

"That guy in the CFD shirt? Did he have to buy that to look cool because he's a volly?" He chuckles. "Honey both of us know he can't handle a woman like you." He gives Y/N a sinister smile and her stomach churns.

She looks around Molly's, desperately trying to catch Kelly's eyes, but the he steps up beside her.

"Firehouse Fifty-One, Squad Three Lieutenant Kelly Severide." Kelly grabs his hand and tears it off of his girlfriend. "Can I help you? Or are we going to have a problem because you keep harassing my girlfriend?"

"I didn't do shit, but if you want a problem, I can give you one." The guy sits his can of beer down on the table beside them and swings at Kelly, but, because he's drunk, he completely misses and hits Y/N.

By then Casey, Gabby and Cruz noticed what was going on, and they'd started to make their way over.

Y/N fell to the ground because she wasn't expecting that. Kelly immediately lunges at the guy and tackles him to the floor. He throws punches left and right. Not caring where he was hitting the guy.

Gabby kneeled down by Y/N and helped her to her feet and out the front door, leaving Casey and Cruz to get Kelly.

"Severide! Severide! Stop!" They grabbed his arms and dragged him up to his feet.

"Stop before you kill him!" Casey yells.

Kelly doesn't care. His brain immediately goes to Y/N.

"Where is she? Where's Y/N?"

"Gabby took her outside." Cruz says.

Kelly starts towards the door, pushing past everyone to get to her. Once he gets outside he looks left and then right to find Y/N and Gabby standing by the wall. He rushes to her and turns her to him.

She's got a black eye already forming, a definite bloody broken nose, and tears rolling down her face. Kelly sighs and pulls her to his chest and puts his hand on the back of her head.

"I'm so sorry, baby." Kelly whispers.

"It's ok. I'll be fine."

"No it's not ok. That bastard is getting charges pressed against him, and you are going to get checked out." He says. "I should've went with you. I should've been there earlier."

"You can't predict the future Kelly." Y/N says as she pulls away. "I'm ok. You're ok. That's all that matters."

"That's all that matters."

Stand Down [Kelly Severide] ⚠️

Description: Lieutenant Kelly Severide arrives on scene of a pileup and is asked to stand down by his Chief, only to discover his fiancée is caught up in the middle of it.

Warnings: Mentions of drug and alcohol abuse, multiple vehicle accident, traumatic injuries, cursing.

Winter has made its way to Chicago, and Firehouse Fifty-One has been running since early that morning when more people started getting on the roads.

Squad 3 had just pulled back into the bay when they got toned out for another accident.

This time though it was on I-90 North just before 290 and multiple trucks were toned out.

Once they marked themselves en route, dispatch came over the radio.

"Truck 81, Engine 51, Squad 3, Battalion 25, Ambulance 61, Ambulance 67, Ambulance 56. You're en route to I-90 Northbound just before 290 for a multiple vehicle pileup. Multiple injuries reported. Call placer is advising full lane blockage. Dispatch is trying to connect with Medevac for a possible LZ. Please advise if you need more personnel."

"Dispatch, Squad 3 is clear on your traffic." Kelly puts the radio down and puts on a high visibility vest. "Be careful getting out guys, it's going to be slippery."

"Will do Lieutenant." Cruz responds. "I'm glad Chloe is staying home today. I would be worried sick if I knew she had to go anywhere."

"Yeah, I'm glad Y/N decided to close the shop early last night when she saw the weather because I really do not want her to be on the road right now." Kelly agrees.

Y/N owns her own bakery. She was supposed to be open today but with the weather they got she didn't want any of her staff to make the trek in, so she closed.

"Dispatch, Battalion 25 is on scene. Approximately fifteen vehicle accident involving two semi's. Three vehicles with entrapment. I have multiple injured occupants and some walking wounded. Battalion 25 will have I-90 North command. Go ahead and start Medevac and a few more ambulances." Chief Boden's voice is unreadable, almost like he is trying to show no emotion at all.

"Clear Battalion 25, starting Medevac and three other Ambulances."

Squad 3 is the last to get on the on ramp, having to go onto the emergency lane because of all of the backed up traffic.

"Battalion 25, Squad 3. Where would you like us chief?" Kelly asks, waiting for his truck's assignments.

"When you guys get on scene, go ahead and bring your manpower to help with extrication. Engine 51 has gotten one out already."

"Clear, our ETA is about a minute and a half."

Once on scene Kelly hops out of the truck and starts walking up, but Boden intercepts him.

"I need you to stay back here with me." He says sternly.

Kelly looks at his Chief with a quick questioning glance.

"What, why?" Kelly asks and looks around.

"Lieutenant, I need you to stand down-."

Then his eyes land on it.

On her vehicle, it was compacted and torn to pieces.

"That's her car!" Kelly's voice and eyes are frantic as he tries to make his way to his fiancée.

"Lieutenant Severide! Stand down and let them help her!" Boden exclaims, trying to get Kelly to think clearly.

"T-That's her car Chief! That's my girl's car!" He tries to pull away from Boden again and this time Boden wraps his arms around Kelly.

"Dispatch from Truck 81. Just an update for Medevac. We've got a thirty-five year old female, extended extrication, collapsed lung, open bilateral broken lower extremities, open broken left arm. Possible internal bleeding and suspected brain bleed. Patient is currently not conscious but reactive to painful stimuli." Matt's radio cuts out and Kelly falls to his knees and starts sobbing.

"Kelly, listen to me. You have to believe she is going to be okay. She's a fighter. It's going to be a long road but she is strong, she won't give up until she's damn well ready to and we all know she's not ready to." Boden goes to the ground with the grief stricken Lieutenant and hugs him.

"This shouldn't have happened! She was supposed to be at home!" Kelly exclaims.

"I know." Boden pauses, "They're probably going to load her into the ambulance until the helicopter gets here. I'll let you go see her but you have to promise to let them do their job and not get too upset if she's awake because it can upset her as well."

Severide nods and Boden helps him stand. They walk together to Ambulance 61 and Boden opens the back door. Sylvie, Violet, Casey and Cruz all inside assisting in their colleagues' fiancées care.

"He wants to see her." Boden states.

"Okay. Hop in." Sylvie says with a little smile, hoping to calm Kelly a little bit. Violet hops out of the rig to go see if anybody needs any help for the time being.

Kelly gets in and Boden shuts the door to keep the heat in. Casey scoots over so Kelly can sit closer up to Y/N's head.

He sits down, takes one look at her and chokes on a sob.

"Oh my god."

Matt puts his hand on his friend's shoulder and squeezes, silently letting him know that he's there for him.

"Kelly, she was asking for you before she went unconscious. That's a good thing." Sylvie says as she re-examines Y/N's neurological status.

Kelly nods and lets out a breath he had been holding in.

"She was supposed to be at home. I don't know why she would go out in this weather. She even closed the bakery today because of how bad it is."

"Lieutenant, she said something about her nephew when we were getting her out. Elliott, I believe is what she said." Cruz states.

Kelly's mind instantly goes wild.

He knows exactly why she's in this position now.

"Do you have her phone?" He asks Sylvie.

"Yeah, it fell out of her pocket. Here." Brett fishes it out of her pocket and hands it to Kelly.

He grabs it and then grabs his fiancées hand and leans down to her level.

"I love you baby, but this has got to stop." He presses a kiss to her forehead and rubs his free hand through her hair. "You're going to be okay my love. You're going to get the best treatment and then we will get you home to rest." He presses another kiss to her temple. "Just hang in there for me okay?"

He squeezes her hand one last time and decides to get out of the rig and rush over to Boden.

"I need you to take me somewhere once you are finished up here before I head to the hospital."

§§§

Kelly stomps up the townhouse stairs, right up to the same door he's had to pound on almost a hundred times.

"Elliott! Answer the damn door!" He screams.

Boden steps out of his vehicle and leans against it, watching his Lieutenant to make sure nothing happens.

After no answer, Kelly starts incessantly pounding on the door.

"Elliott James Y/L/N! Open this damn door right now or I'm going to open it myself!"

The door swings open and Kelly's fist almost connects to the teenager's face.  Not that he'd be upset if it did.

"What do you want? I called Y/N, not her boy toy." Elliott grumbles, rubbing the high and hangover out of his eyes.

Kelly doesn't answer. He just grabs him and drags him down the stairs. Then shoves him into the backseat of his Chief's SUV.

Boden glances over to Kelly and he nods.

"Can we go to the hospital now?"

§§§

"Why am I at the hospital?" Elliott asks for the hundredth time since parking.

"You'll see." Kelly sneers as he leads him into the elevator, pressing the floor where the ICU is.

"Kelly, where is Y/N?"

"Elliott, hold on." Chief Boden says sternly.

The elevator opens and Kelly walks over to where Dr. Rhodes is standing, watching her.

"Kelly." Dr. Rhodes nods.

"Connor."

Dr. Rhodes opens the door for Kelly and turns to Chief Boden.

"If you guys need anything let me or the nurse know."

"Thank you, Rhodes." Boden replies.

Kelly stops for a second, looking into the room at her.

Y/N's in a medically induced coma, due to the brain bleed raising her intracranial pressure. Also, so she can recover from her broken bones that have been fixed during surgery and the internal bleeding from a spleen laceration.

It takes everything in him not to break down right then and there. He's trying to think positive but he knows how bad things can get, and he just can't get over the thought of losing the love of his life.

After a few seconds he motions for Elliott to come in.

Elliott takes a few hesitant steps towards Kelly, and then turns to look into the room.

Elliott's jaw drops and he takes a step back.

"W-What happened?"

"She is in this position because of you." Kelly starts, "She wasn't supposed to be out today because of the weather. But you texted her to come check you out because you thought you were having an "adverse reaction" to the heroin you had just shot up with." Kelly reads from Y/N's messages with her nephew. "She got caught in the middle of a pileup on I-90 trying to get to you because she knew that if she called 911 you would throw a fit like the child you are Elliott."

Elliott turns and glares at Kelly. "Watch who you're talking to! I can make her leave you in an instant." Elliott lunges toward Kelly and Boden steps in between the two.

"Elliott, calm down. This is not the place."

"No! Who the hell does he think he is telling me I put her in here! She didn't have to come, this is her fault!" Elliott exclaims.

"How dare you blame this on her! She's taken care of you since you were a baby because no one else would! Of course she's going to come to your rescue when you ask her to." Kelly seethes, "She's a good woman, a good person. But you're taking advantage of her and you have been for years. She wants you to get help, she wants you to be happy, healthy and safe. Can't you see what lengths she would go to to make sure you're okay?"

As Kelly continues to rant his voice gets louder.

"I'm done letting you do this to her Elliott! You can either go get help, get clean. Or you can continue to do this shit to yourself and deal with consequences yourself because she is done. She's not doing this shit anymore! No more coming to your rescue, no more supporting you financially, no more doing anything for you. You're nineteen years old man, it's time to start growing up."

"Fuck you, Kelly Severide." Elliott spits.

"Yeah, whatever." Kelly scoffs, expecting nothing less from him. "We will help you, Elliott. You just need to want help and be serious about it. Do you really want to live this way for the rest of your life?" Kelly questions, trying to get him to see his point.

After a long pause, he finally speaks up.

"No, I don't. I just don't know what to do. I've got nothing."

"Elliott, we can get you going in the right direction. The first step is to go to rehab and detox. Then we can get you set up somewhere else, away from those people you were just with." Boden speaks.

Elliott glances between the two men, then locks his eyes on Y/N. A few tears shine in his eyes and his lip trembles.  

"Okay, I'll go."

§§§

Four days after the accident Y/N's intracranial pressure finally came down for Dr. Rhodes to be willing to bring her out of the coma.

Kelly had been at work because he wanted to use his furlough for after she got out of the hospital, knowing she'd need him more then, than when she was getting 24/7 care while at Med.

"Kelly, it's Dr. Rhodes." Connor says as the phone picks up.

"Hey, what's going on? Is she okay?" Kelly rushes as he stands up from the "Squad Table".

"Yeah, she's doing great actually. I just took her off of the sedative so she can wake up. Her ICP is down and her spleen laceration has healed enough that I'm comfortable waking her up. So, she's doing great!" Connor is elated that Y/N is coming out of her coma, because he wasn't sure if she'd make it a few days ago.

"Oh thank god." Kelly releases a deep sigh, feeling weight come off of his shoulders.

Everyone on shift comes out to the apparatus floor, after hearing that Kelly received a phone call. They are all gathered around waiting to hear the news, good or bad.

"I want to be there. Let me see if I can get someone to cover me and I'll be there as soon as I can."

He hangs up the phone and smiles, looking at his Firehouse 51 family.

"Her ICP is down and her spleen laceration is healed enough that Dr. Rhodes is comfortable bringing her out of the coma. He stopped the sedatives about twenty minutes ago, so she should be waking up here soon." Kelly says with a bright smile.

"Well what are you still doing here?" Casey asks.

"Go be with your girl Severide. We've got you covered. All we ask for is an update later." Boden goes up to Kelly and cups his shoulder.

"You've got it. Thank you guys."

§§§

Kelly anxiously waits for the elevator door to open to the ICU. His drive to the hospital was quick but now that he's close to being with her the journey to her floor seems like it's taking a lifetime.

Finally the elevator comes to a stop and the door opens. He steps out and makes his way towards her room.

He passes by some of the nurses and waves at them with a quick smile to say "hello" without actually saying it.

Once he finally makes it into her room he stops at the door, seeing her sitting up and Dr. Rhodes handing her a cup of water.

"You're doing a lot better Y/N. You had us all worried sick for these past few days. Especially Kelly. In all of my years working here and encountering that man, I have not seen him like this before." Connor jokes.

"Y-Yeah. He is pretty protective of me, always has been." Y/N giggles softly.

The sound makes Kelly's heart swoon.

"That is because you think you're six foot five and three hundred something pounds, baby. I've got to make sure you don't get in too far over your head." His voice captures her attention and she instantly perks up.

"You're here?" She asks as Kelly walks in.

"Of course I'm here. There's nowhere else I would rather be." He hugs her as best as he can without hurting her and presses multiple kisses on her face.

"Okay guys, I will be back in a little while. Press your button if you need anything." Dr. Rhodes makes a quick exit, giving the engaged couple their space.

"Thank you." Y/N calls.

Then she turns to Kelly.

"I am so sorry." She starts.

"Baby don't-."

"No, please let me talk." She says, "I know I shouldn't have been out but he called me and then started texting me how he thought something was wrong and he was freaking out. I knew he'd get mad if I called 911 to check him out, so I just went myself." She stops and takes a deep breath, "I don't like those people he lives with. I've tried to get him to go somewhere else but he just won't and he won't get help Kelly. I don't think I can do this anymore! I've tried and tried. I pay for everything the kid wants or needs and I try to give him a better life than my sister ever would have given him. I'm just at the point where I have nothing left to give anymore. I mean, we're supposed to be getting married and I want to settle down and have kids and continue growing my bakery but I can't do any of that with him the way he is and it's not fair!" She cries.

Her monitor starts beeping faster and Kelly sees that her being upset has affected her heart rate.

"I know it's not fair, but listen to me." Kelly sits next to her in the bed and wraps an arm around her shoulders gently. "Boden and I talked some sense into Elliott. He's saying he's serious about getting clean and doing better. He's been in the rehab center since the day this happened."

And her heart rate goes down.

"Really?" She asks hopefully.

"Yes babe, really. I think he finally understood that what he was doing wasn't just affecting him." He pauses, "And I was thinking about something too. We have been talking about getting a house, so we can grow into it. Why don't we start looking while you're healing and when Elliott is able to be on his own he can move into our condo. It's already paid for so I think he can rent it from us at a reasonable price until he gets back on his feet. It's in a good neighborhood, there are pretty much no drugs running through there and it would be a good place for him to start out." Kelly suggests.

Y/N stares at him for a few seconds in disbelief. Kelly and Elliott had always butt heads so this is very surprising to her.

"I-I mean are you sure? I don't want you to regret it when the time comes."

"Y/N, I am sure. Elliott isn't my favorite person but he is important to you so he is important to me too. I just want what is best for the kid, even though he hasn't realized that in all of these years."

"Okay." Y/N nods with a big smile.

"Okay." Kelly presses a kiss to the side of her head and finally relaxes.

He knows it's going to be a long road, but he won't complain because his girl is still here with him, in his arms.

Hap-Hap-Happiest Christmas [Peter Mills]🎄

Description: Peter and Y/N miss having Christmas like when they were kids.

"Mills! What's for dinner?" Cruz asks.

Peter was standing at the island looking through a cookbook. He was trying to find a new recipe to try.

He looks up at Cruz and shrugs.

"I guess we will have to see."

Cruz sighs and turns to Y/N who is sitting next to him reading her book.

"Y/N, what's for dessert?"

Y/N closes her book and looks at Cruz.

"Joe, you know you will eat whatever I make. What difference does it make?"

"I am curious. And hungry."

Y/N chuckles and gets up from the table. She walks over to their cabinet to look through it.

"Uh guys?" She says.

Everyone perks up and Y/N turns towards them.

"Someone went through our food. There's pretty much nothing left but ingredients that aren't worth anything."

Everyone gathers around her and the cabinet and groans.

"I'm telling you guys. It has got to be first shift." Otis says.

"Our lock is even on the floor!"

Y/N looks over at Peter, who shrugs.

"I guess we will have to take a ride."

Chief Boden and both Lieutenant's walk into the common room to see what's going on.

"What's going on?"

"Chief! Someone went through our food and trashed it all. What are we supposed to do for Christmas dinner now?!" Mouch asks.

Chief Boden glances at Casey and Severide who both nod.

"Mills, Y/L/N. Do you guys mind taking a ride to the store. I'll give you guys money out of the account."

Y/N nods and walks over to grabs her jacket.

"Yes Chief, we will take the Ambulance and keep our radios on in case we catch a call."

"Does anyone have any special requests?" Peter asks, following Y/N.

"I want apple pie!" Otis replies.

"Yeah, can we have a cake roll too?"

"No we should have pumpkin pie!"

"It's Christmas not Thanksgiving!"

Y/N and Peter share a eye roll before heading out to the rig.

§§§

"Okay Pete. I've got my stuff in the oven. Is there anything I can do to help you?" Y/N asks.

Peter was making sweet potato casserole at the moment. Honestly there is nothing Y/N can help do as he's already done a good chunk of it, so he shakes his head.

"You can sit here and hang out with me though." He suggests.

Y/N smiles and jumps up onto the counter.

"So Mills, what do you normally do with your family on Christmas?" Y/N asks.

"Well, we will have breakfast Christmas morning, open gifts, and then finish cooking dishes for Christmas dinner with my moms family. When we were kids, my sister and I would go play outside in the snow. We'd make snowmen, have snowball fights, all of that." He sighs.

"You miss it don't you?" Y/N asks, noticing his change of mood.

"Yeah, I just miss being carefree. Being an adult sucks sometimes."

Y/N nods in agreement, "It does. My mom used to read me Disney Christmas stories each year on Christmas day. Sometimes I can still hear her voice, reading them to me."

Peter notices a tear in Y/N's eye. She wipes it away quickly, but he still saw it.

He places his hand on top of hers and gives it a squeeze.

"You know you can always talk to me about your mom, right?"

"Yeah, I know. It always hits hard around the holidays." She mumbles.

"I understand that. It doesn't really get easier."

"Y/N! Our food sits on that counter, get your butt off of it!" Otis and Cruz walk into the kitchen area going for the cabinet.

"Her butt can stay on the counter! I've seen you eat a meatball sub that had just fallen on the apparatus floor a minute prior." Peter argues.

Y/N looks over at him and mouths, "Thank you."

§§§

The next morning Y/N walked out to the rig to do a supply check, and noticed that there was a fresh sheet of snow covering Chicago.

Immediately a lightbulb went off, so she went back into the bunk room and over to Peter.

"Mills." She whispers, "Wake up."

"Why?"

"It snowed."

Peter looks at Y/N like she's gone crazy.

"Let's go have a snowball fight!"

Her eyes were bright with excitement, there's no way he could say no to her.

"Okay!" He laughs.

He gets his shoes on and follows her out to get his jacket and gloves.

Y/N pushes open the side door and walks into the middle of their yard.

She spins around as the snow falls and Peter can't help but admire her. She's always been beautiful, but seeing her like this is even better.

"Isn't this great?!" She exclaims.

He smiles and looks down at his boots, but as soon as his eyes are at the ground he hears a thump and a string of giggles immediately after.

Peter glances up to find Y/N laying on the ground sprawled out.

"Did you just fall?" He asks as he walks over to her.

"Yeah, but now I can make snow angels!"

"You're going to freeze."

"Oh c'mon Pete. It will be fun. We could be kids for a little bit." She smiles up at him.

Peter thinks about it for a few seconds before getting on the ground next to her, almost immediately regretting it because of how cold it is, but he laid down anyways.

"Shit! This is cold!" He exclaims as he moves his arms and legs to make a snow angel.

Y/N erupts into laughter as she does the same.

Inside the rest of Firehouse Fifty-One is watching their two youngblood Paramedics play in the snow.

"We should go out there with them." Cruz suggests.

Everyone agrees and they grab their own coats before going outside.

"Hey guys! Come make snow angels with us!" Peter yells.

"This is so much fun!"

Y/N rolls her head towards Peter and he's already looking at her.

"This is probably the best Christmas I've had in a while."

"I'd have to agree Peter Mills. I feel like a kid again."

"Merry Christmas Chicago!"

Fender Bender [Kelly Severide] 🎄

Description: Kelly doesn’t mind working on Christmas, especially when he gets to meet one of his mens' good friends.

"Squad 3, Truck 81, Ambulance 61. Three vehicle collision, unknown injuries. Roosevelt and Halsted."

Kelt didn't mind working Christmas day. He didn't have anyone to celebrate with, so he'd rather spend it with his firehouse family.

He got his gear on and hopped into his seat in the Squad truck.

"Lieutenant, are you open to dating right now?" Cruz asks as he finishes putting his coat on.

"I'm open to fun, Cruz. Why are you asking?" Kelly replies as he flips the switches for the lights and turns the sirens on.

"Well, I've got a friend who I think you'd really like. She used to be a firefighter, but she got injured in a building collapse, so now she works at Chicago Med in the ED. She is super sweet and funny. I really think you two would go good together."

"I'm not opposed, but I'm not looking to get married right now." Kelly cuts the sirens since they are pulling up to the scene.

"Neither is she." Cruz adds.

Tony pulls the truck up next to the wrecked vehicles and parks it.

Everyone gets out and Kelly goes over to the vehicles to assess the situation.

It's a chain reaction rear end accident. There's one car sandwiched between two others.

The front car is missing the driver, so he moves onto the one in the middle.

"Oh my god!" Cruz exclaims, "Y/N?!"

"Cruz?!" Kelly asks.

"My friend that I was just telling you about. That's her car!" He points to the car in the front without a driver, "Y/N?!" He yells.

"Joey?!" A voice yells from the middle car.

Cruz runs over to the car and Severide follows.

"Y/N what the hell?"

She is in the crushed back seat holding onto the drivers head.

"He's got severe head, neck and back pain, passed out a few minutes ago because of it. He also said he can't feel his fingers. A K.E.D is probably the best way to get him out of here."

Cruz looks at his Lieutenant and Kelly nods, signaling for him to go get the equipment.

"How long have you been off the job?" Kelly asks as he climbs in beside her to asses her injuries and make sure the driver isn't pinned.

"Three years. I was on Truck 78 and got injured in the building collapse over on Logan Boulevard. Ruined my dreams of ever getting on a Squad. I had just gotten my certification, I was just waiting on a opening."

"I'm sure you would've killed it on Squad. Anytime you want you can come on ride alongs with Squad 3." He offers, examining a cut in the side of her face by her eyes.

"I'd like that." Y/N nods.

Gabby comes over to the window and looks inside.

"What do we got Sev?"

"Unconscious male driver, was complaining of severe head, neck and back pain. No feeling in his fingers." He pauses nodding towards Y/N, "C-Spine is stabilized as well. She's got a couple of lacerations, but no other complaints."

Gabby looks over at Y/N and her jaw drops.

"Oh my god, Y/N?!" She exclaims.

Y/N looks over at Gabby and smiles, "No way. Gabriela Dawson. Long time no see! Merry Christmas!"

Cruz comes back and they start to get a C-Collar on the patient to get him hooked up on the K.E.D as well.

Kelly helps Y/N get out of the car and he finally can get a better look to see if she is okay.

"You have any pain, cuts, anything?" He asks.

Y/N spins in a circle and laughs, "Nope! Probably just a few bumps and bruises. I'll sign a refusal."

Kelly nods and smiles at her, getting lost in her own beautiful smile.

"Earth to Lieutenant Severide." She waves her hand in front of him.

Kelly breaks out of his trance to see Cruz standing next to Y/N now.

"Sorry." He clears his throat, "What?"

"We're going to have her stop by the house for Christmas dinner later, if that's alright with you?" Cruz says, with a knowing smirk on his face of course.

"Yeah!- Of course." He exclaims as the police officer comes over to take a statement from Y/N, "I guess we will see you later then?"

Y/N nods, "Yeah, I will see you guys then." She waves and then walks over to the officer.

Kelly and Joe watch her for a few seconds before Cruz turns to his Lieutenant.

"I told you that you'd like her." He jokes.

"Yeah, yeah Cruz. We'll see how dinner goes back at the house." Kelly says as he starts to walk back over to the truck to pack up, trying to hide his pink cheeks.

"Dinner will go swimmingly. Y/N even offered to bring us some dessert since we don't have a baker in the house. She knows the way to a man's heart."

"You're right Cruz. I do like her. She is even bringing us food." Kelly laughs.

"Hey Sev! What's got you blushing over there?!" Casey yells from across the road.

Kelly glances over at Y/N and she just shakes her head with a smile on her face.

"You mean "who"?!"