Shift the following day was one of those days that you look forward to before you’re there, but once in the thick of things you can’t wait for it to just be done. The day had started with a house fire and gas leak and explosion, of which Casey and Gallo had narrowly avoided getting caught in. The fire itself was dealt with relatively quickly, but the rookie had ended up with a scalded wrist and a dimming of the usual bright optimism in his puppy dog brown eyes as he had carried the eight year old girl over to 61 to be checked out. Read the chapter
Brett woke with a jerk, sitting up and looking around wildly. It took a minute, but the memories came flooding back: she had moved in with Casey. Technically. He had ordered pizza, but she had crashed on the couch. He had carried her to bed and…unhooked her bra? Heat flooded her cheeks, but she shoved down her embarrassment, reluctantly leaving the warmth of her bed.
Casey glanced up as she wandered in, still tousled and half asleep. She had kept the bra, he noted, and changed into a pair of sweatpants that hung low on her hip bones and covered her feet. Read the chapter
Saturday dawned bright, with temps promising to soar later in the day. Katherine had arranged for the movers to come early, knowing that her daughter and son in law were anxious to be back on the road as soon as possible. They had already left, despite Katherine’s protests, trusting in the firefighters to help load up the truck and get the movers on the road as well in a timely matter.
Casey and Severride had done exactly that, clearing out the apartment in no time. They had also called in their own reinforcements in the form of Cruz and a willing Ritter, with the promise of no bathroom duty for the next two shifts. Read the chapter
“We can still go apartment hunting as planned, if you want,” Casey offered as they clattered down the stairs. “Severride can be a bit of a bulldozer when it comes to his friends.”
“We’ll talk about it when I have coffee in my hands and another in my system,” Brett replied firmly, pushing the front door open and stepping out into the blustery sunny day. She yelped as she was nearly knocked off of her feet by a strong gust that caught her just right.
“Whoa! C’mon, featherweight, use me as an anchor so you don’t fly away.” Read the chapter